area51novel I have a basic understanding of Chapter 21!
I have a basic understanding of Chapter 21!
Before Zhong Yuan could think it over carefully.
Over there, the Ming Cult members who were fighting each other were already spreading towards this side.
At this time.
A Ming Cult member with a cold glint in his eyes suddenly charged menacingly at Zhong Yuan with his sword.
Zhong Yuan immediately raised his sword to meet the attack, and with lightning speed, pierced the man's chest.
This sword strike can be described as fast, accurate, and ruthless!
That person died tragically in the Northwest.
Without the slightest hesitation, Zhong Yuan kicked the man away and drew his White Rainbow Sword.
Calmly observe your surroundings.
He finally noticed something was wrong.
One of the groups had red cloth wrapped around their arms, and those people with red cloth wrapped around their arms clearly cooperated more seamlessly.
The man who had just slashed at him also had a red cloth wrapped around his arm.
Zhong Yuan frowned.
At this time.
Then two more people with red cloth tied around their arms came and thrust their swords at Zhong Yuan from the left and right!
Zhong Yuan showed no sign of panic.
His mind was calmer than ever before.
He swung his sword like lightning; in a flash, the two men had already had their throats slit with a single strike!
Before the two men could fall to the ground, Zhong Yuan had already charged towards the hall.
Along the way, whenever he saw someone with a red cloth tied around their arm slashing at him, he would send them on their way without saying a word.
Of course, these people's martial arts skills were obviously very average.
Compared to Huo Tianjiao, or even to the Right Envoy of Light, Dugu Xian, they are worlds apart.
In his eyes, the movements were extremely slow.
Having received guidance from Dugu Xian, he was now capable of delivering a fatal blow with a single strike.
Maximize efficiency with the fastest speed, shortest distance, and least amount of internal energy.
When Zhong Yuan was almost at the side door of the hall.
Along that route, at least fifty or sixty corpses had already fallen.
Blood was everywhere.
Of course, these corpses were not left by Zhong Yuan.
He strolled through the sea of corpses and looked into the hall through the side door. Inside the hall, he saw...
The original long table had long been cut in half.
The chairs on both sides were overturned and some were even broken into pieces.
On the ground, at least a hundred Ming Cult members were killed or wounded.
Some people lay in pools of blood, still clinging to life.
Some are already dead, but they died with their eyes wide open in disbelief.
There were also severed limbs and broken arms scattered all over the ground.
A bloody smell arose spontaneously.
Zhong Yuan looked around, but could not find any trace of Lao Zhong or Huo Tianjiao.
Even the Right Envoy of Light, Dugu Xian, could not be seen.
He heard the sound of swords clashing coming from the direction of the side hall of the main hall. He was about to step over the corpses under his feet and go in that direction to find out.
At this time.
Suddenly, the corpse at his feet moved.
Then, Fang Liu, his face covered in blood, was pulled out from under the corpse.
He turned to Zhong Yuan and said, "Brother Yuan!"
"Quick, help me up!"
Upon seeing that it was Fang Liu, Zhong Yuan immediately reached out and pulled him up.
Seeing Fang Liu's disheveled appearance and blood-stained face, he asked, "Sixth Brother, are you alright?"
"What exactly happened in the hall just now?"
Fang Liu raised his hand to rub his chest, grimacing as he said, "Brother Yuan, something terrible has happened!"
"So, the Crimson Flame Dharma King and the sect leader were in cahoots; they set up this scheme together!"
"All for the sake of taking down Vice Leader Zuo Qiankun, who colludes with the imperial court's lackeys, and Xuan Yin, the Left Envoy of Light!"
"Originally, the leader was reading out the charges against Zuo Qiankun and Xuan Yin to the members of the sect."
"After the two were brought into the hall, the sect leader was just about to send men to torture Zuo Qiankun and Xuan Yin!"
"Who would have thought that a court official named Ma Futu disguised himself as the White Dragon Dharma King and ambushed the leader."
"Then, a small percentage of the cult members around the hall turned against their own brothers and began to fight them."
"Those people were all henchmen of the imperial court."
"The leader was ambushed by that Ma Futu, but his divine power remained undiminished, and he fought fiercely with Ma Futu."
"Zuo Qiankun and Xuan Yin were rescued by those henchmen of the imperial court."
"Zuo Qiankun and Ma Futu went to besiege the leader."
"The Crimson Flame Dharma King was entangled by the Xuan Seal."
"They're fighting fiercely; they must be heading towards the Cliff of Despair!"
Zhong Yuan raised an eyebrow.
"The Cliff of Absolute Despair?"
"Where is that?"
Fang Liu explained, "Our Ming Cult's headquarters, Bangyuan Cave, has three peaks and seven cliffs!"
"Jue Tian Cliff is the easiest to defend and the hardest to attack, and the cliff top is very spacious."
Zhong Yuan immediately grabbed Fang Liu and said, "Let's go to Jue Tian Cliff!"
Upon hearing this, Fang Liu spoke to Zhong Yuan.
"Yuan-ge, wait a minute!"
immediately.
He crouched down, smeared some blood from the already dead corpse at his feet, and then smeared it on Zhong Yuan's left and right cheeks.
Then he picked up a knife from beside his feet, held it in his hand, and said to Zhong Yuan, "Brother Yuan."
"I only know a little bit about martial arts."
"Those henchmen of the imperial court are ruthless; you must be extremely careful."
"If things look bad, it's best to hide if you can; survival is the most important thing!"
Seeing Fang Liu's serious expression, Zhong Yuan couldn't help but think to himself.
Good guy.
No wonder this kid crawled out from the pile of corpses.
It seems they sensed something was wrong and hid inside long ago.
"Um!"
"I understand."
Zhong Yuan didn't say much.
He immediately had Fang Liu lead the way.
Fang Liu led Zhong Yuan towards the side hall.
Corpses were everywhere along the way!
And then a whistle came from afar.
Upon hearing the whistle, Fang Liu's face turned serious.
He turned to Zhong Yuan beside him and said, "Brother Yuan!"
"That whistle was the whistle of our people calling for help!"
"It seems there are just too many henchmen of the imperial court!"
Zhong Yuan nodded slightly.
Right now, anything said is meaningless.
The most important thing is to find Lao Zhong and Huo Tianjiao as soon as possible.
Where there is life, there is hope.
Today, this group from Yuandong is likely to be besieged and slaughtered by the imperial court.
The two walked through the side hall and into the passageway, winding and turning for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
Ahead, the view suddenly opened up.
A flat valley appeared in front of us.
Ahead, two groups were locked in a fierce battle!
Shouts of battle and the clash of swords mingled together, echoing through the valley.
And there was the smoke of gunpowder rising from the foot of that cliff.
It made Zhong Yuan feel as if he were on a battlefield.
At this time.
A cold arrow shot out from that direction with a whoosh.
Zhong Yuan reacted quickly, raising his sword and slashing the arrow to the ground.
Fang Liu, who was standing to the side, looked astonished upon seeing this.
"Yuan-ge'er, you can actually use a sword?"
Zhong Yuan said calmly, "I know a little bit."
Fang Liu immediately moved closer to Zhong Yuan, as if that would make him feel safer.
At this time.
All that could be heard were sharp shouts coming from the other side.
Several figures, swift as rabbits and falcons, moved erratically, their true energy overflowing, and they engaged in a fierce battle!
"Zuo Qiankun, you traitorous traitor!"
"I will kill you today!"