Feng Daode didn't care much about Hu Ye's fashion, and he still maintained the style of a senior expert standing with his hands behind his back. He was determined to wait until the opponent's moves made the old unable to change, and then put a thunder strike to make him realize that it was powerful.

But when Hu Ye's palm wind blew on his face, pressing his breathing to a slight harshness, his face suddenly changed. He knew that he had made a big mistake of underestimating the enemy in the last battle, so he hurriedly took a step back and opened some distance, then quickly raised his right palm to greet him.

One is to accumulate strength and the other is to respond in a hurry. The differences are clearly seen under the mutual attack on the front of the palms.

With the dull sound of palm force collision, Feng Daode, who had just taken a step back, stood unsteadily and took six or seven steps in a row.

Before he could stand firm, Hu Ye's slightly fat body caught up with him lightly and vigorously. His palms were a series of attacks like a storm. Each move was a delicate killer move of all sects in the world. He was just right to combine it at will, and his power increased by three points out of thin air.

Feng Daode complained in his heart, but he didn't expect that the young Taoist priest in his twenties was such a powerful character who was so stubborn. He took action and fell into a disadvantage, which was an embarrassment he had never encountered in the past twenty years.

But he was a long-standing master after all. After a little panic, he quickly calmed down and thought of a solution. At that time, a general of the Wudang Sect, the Wudang Sect, used the "Wuji Xuangong Fist". He did not seek merit but did not make any mistakes. He first tried to ensure that his own door was not lost, and then planned to defeat the enemy and fight back.

The Wudang Sect's martial arts are known for their dense and flexible skills. When Feng Daode calmed down his mind and focused on defense, although Hu Ye was almost suppressing him and fighting, it was difficult to find a chance to win in a moment or three moments.

The two of them fought fiercely in an instant, and there was no defensive line in the world. No matter how tight Feng Daode's defensive posture was, under Hu Ye's increasingly heavier fists and increasingly strange moves, he gradually showed a state of confusion.

Suddenly, Feng Daode seemed to trip up something under his feet, and he staggered involuntarily, and a big flaw appeared on his back.

Hu Ye transformed his palm into a crane chisel without thinking, gathering into a conical five-finger fingertip to hit the opponent's vest "Mingmen Point", with his ruthless moves leaving no room for anything.

Feng Daode threw himself forward to Hu Ye, and sensed the sharp and painful energy that the other party pointed through his fingers and felt the vest stinging. He suddenly appeared on his face. He held the hilt of the sword with his right hand and shaking his wrist. With a "click", the scabbard shattered the scabbard. A three-foot green edge that was as cold as a poisonous snake that came out of a hole, stabbing at Hu Ye's lower abdomen with extremely vicious damage.

This is his long-planned killer move to win in defeat. Although this little Taoist priest has high martial arts skills, his experience in the martial arts world is shallow after all. If he is determined to win, he will fall into the trap he designed.

However, when he took a sword, he immediately realized something was wrong.

It is said that he had been accumulating strength for a long time before stabbing this sword. Its momentum should be like a powerful crossbow and its speed should be like a shocking rainbow to lightning.

However, the moment he drew his sword, he was shocked to find that his skills and physical strength were far more exhausted in the past hundred moves just now, but he was still unaware of anything, so that the strength and speed of this sword were not as good as his usual level.

Hu Ye suddenly let out a long laugh, stepped on the strange steps, and waved his body left and right like drunkenness. He grabbed the central palace with a sword that Feng Daode thought he would kill. His hands rose and fell like flying and showed a lot of finger shadows, and instantly sealed the seven heavy acupoints between the other party's chest and abdomen.

"Do it!"

While taking down Feng Daode, Hu Ye suddenly shouted loudly.

With the shouts, the deafening gunshots sounded like a burst of beans and crackled from behind.

It turned out that when Feng Daode and Hu Ye fought, most of his subordinates had quietly formed a big circle and walked behind the soldiers under Hu Ye.

These people are all swordsmen trained by Feng Daode in private. Although they are far from being masters, everyone has mastered the ruthless sword skills taught by Feng Daode to be extremely proficient, and has learned some of the fur peeled from the Liangyi sword formation in Wudang, and is good at fighting together.

If these swordsmen approached, although these soldiers under Hu Ye might not be defeated, they would inevitably suffer casualties.

But what happened next corresponds to the saying "The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind."

These swordsmen thought they had copied Hu Ye's retreat, but they didn't know that their retreat had been copied first.

Twenty soldiers led by Zheng Yun, the deacon of the "Di" character in the "Qilin Hall", emerged from somewhere and appeared quietly behind them.

After Hu Ye's "take action" sounded, Zheng Yun waved his big hand down, and the twenty muskets divided into two rows opened fire at the same time, immediately putting down most of the more than 20 swordsmen.

The remaining less than ten swordsmen were stunned by the sudden change.

Before they could react, the nineteen soldiers guarding the treasure chest had quickly turned around and were also divided into two rows in front and back. A total of nineteen muskets spewed out raging flames together, knocking down all seven or eight swordsmen.

At this moment, the soldiers on Zheng Yun's side had reloaded their ammunition. Half of them held the musket and half pulled out the steel knife from their waists and went forward, checking the enemies who fell to the ground one by one. However, those who were injured but did not die simply slapped their necks with a neat knife.

There were less than ten swordsmen who stayed outside to attract the energy of Hu Yan and others. Seeing that Feng Daode was captured, his companions who attacked the enemy were attacked were killed by the sneak attack. Their courage dissipated and they turned around and fled to the valley at the same time.

However, Li Yingfeng, the team of the "Di" group, has led another twenty-one soldiers, and the muskets of the mountain valley were completely sealed.

Seeing these swordsmen running towards him, Li Yingfeng showed a strong murderous intent on his handsome face, and he waved his hand and shouted: "Let's fire!"

The gunshots were loud and screams were repeated. In an instant, seven or eight people were pierced by hot gun bullets and fell to the ground dejectedly.

The last two "smart people" who used their companions as cover and managed to keep themselves safe by chance raised their hands together and shouted without a look: "We are willing to surrender!"

Li Yingfeng did not wait for the soldiers behind him to fill the ammunition, and the steel knife at his waist was unsheathed, and his body whistled past the two of them like strong wind. The cold blade accurately cut off their throats with a dragging force.

Cheng Lingsu looked at the soldiers under Li Yingfeng who also dealt with all the living mercilessly. Her originally yellow face had become as pale as paper, and her thin and petite body was trembling like a dead leaf in the wind.

Hu Ye shook his head, took off the wine pot that he brought around his waist and gave it to her.

Cheng Lingsu snatched the wine pot like a life-saving medicine. He pulled out the plug and raised his head and poured half of the pot of strong wine down. Only then did his face slightly regain a little bloody color.

Hu Ye took the wine pot she handed over, sighed and asked, "Miss Cheng thinks that I and others are too cruel?"

Cheng Lingsu Bai glanced at him and said, "It's only the first time I've seen so many dead people and feel a little uncomfortable, but it's not a good person who doesn't know the right or wrong. The matter here is important, and the news will never be allowed to be leaked. Moreover, these people clearly have a bad intention. If you don't kill people, people will kill you, and there is no room for you to keep your hands."

Hu Ye laughed loudly, raised the wine pot and said, "It's rare that Miss Cheng can understand my difficulties. I should give you a big congratulations!"

After saying that, he raised the wine pot and drank the remaining wine in one go.
Chapter completed!