Chapter 19

"Oh, this guy is here again. Every time he shows off his speed and rushes into the enemy's formation to kill. One day he will suffer a big loss." "There is still something to be said for a one-on-one duel. But there is no way that a bunch of people can defeat Jack in a melee. Hasn't Min Zhanlian, a big fool, not realized this yet?" Looking at the blond figures rushing into the enemy's formation, Lu Zhong and Lan Xiufang seemed to be talking about nothing. Urgent words. But the fool they were talking about didn't look panicked. Instead, the old man in dragon robe showed a weird smile.

A frightening deathly silence pervades the entire environment, and even the slightest movement may lead to fatal murder. But someone deliberately violated such a taboo, and Min Zhanlian waved the wooden stick in his hand. The meaning of the stick contains countless consequences, and it creates a feeling that no one can avoid, even Jack. He took a big leap back, and a poor "stepping stone" died tragically under Jack's feet at the same time. Just as he was about to charge forward again, another figure was already coming at full speed with his teeth and claws brandished.

The situation changed with the flying knife weasel that emerged from behind Yan Yan. Both parties knew that there was no room for any more nonsense. Two golden-haired rats were rolling and thrashing on the ground, screaming and neighing, causing a commotion in the wind. Their golden fur, which reflected the sun, caught everyone's attention. Everyone watching and watching considered the possibility that they or a tiger could survive under those fangs and claws. Even Lu Zhong, who had always been bold, realized that the person he had been spending day and night with in recent days was such a terrifying beast. Every flutter, jump and flip made everyone murmur in admiration for this sword skill.

It seems like there's something missing? The strange feeling had just emerged in Lan Xiufang's mind. The battle between the two rats in front of him had come to an end. The steel cable extending from the tail of one of them was tightly wrapped around the flying knife weasel that was roaring in a deep and angry voice. The forelimbs step on its own kind, and the majesty of victory naturally exudes. At the same time, Lan Xiufang also saw Jack standing in front of Min Zhanlian without any reaction.

"Third brother, give the flaming sword in your hand to Jack. By the way, give him the battle ax of the fourth boy. Anyway, the fourth boy will never need it again." The green flame on Min Zhanlian's cane was swaying and catching Every glance into the flames. With a very concise order, one of the leading five men threw the long sword in his hand and the battle ax of his dead companion in front of Jack.

Looking at the figure with blond hair bending down to pick up two weapons, most people still couldn't figure out what was going on, but for some people, it was already obvious. Lan Xiufang looked at the slowly turning figure and complained to the bald man next to him: "What a crow's mouth. Jack must have suffered a big loss. Then who do you think will be the unlucky person next?"

Lu Zhong, who had rubbed his bald head, also muttered: "How do I know what day it is today? Normally speaking is like farting, and it disappears after passing it. How could it be like this time when I say it? If I had known, I would have invited a few people to bet. How many shops does he have and how many dices do he throw."

"It's really bad." Yan Yan, who frowned, casually walked to Lu Zhong's side. "Brother Lu, I asked Sister Guan Mang, and she said that as long as we can seize or destroy the staff of Somera, we should be able to release the controlled person. In addition, the staff seals the mental memory, so what? Strong people will also be unable to use most of their martial arts. Brother Jack... should be easy to deal with."

"Sister Yan, what do you think Jack will have left if he doesn't have his usual laziness, the mentality of just eating and waiting to die, and a bunch of distracting thoughts?" Lu Zhong looked at his old friend's back slowly. Turning around, those empty eyes brought back countless past memories. Laughed wildly for a while. "That's the look, that's the look! Open your eyes and take a good look. Maybe you won't have the chance to see Jack like this again. If he dies under my knife today."

"I'll die by your sword, how dare you say that." Lan Xiufang laughed at Lu Zhong's lie. Jack walked forward slowly, holding a sword in his right hand and an ax in his left hand, and danced around in circles. The eyes of the two former mortal enemies met, but there was an indescribable smile in their eyes. "But using him to feed the sword would be really fun."

"Really, it's really bad." The little beauty, who has always been unhurried and unhurried, still maintained her usual style, and there was no trace of worry in her words and actions. The Tu family members, who had learned the general situation from Qiao Dao's mouth, broke out in cold sweat. Tu Kui was even thinking in his mind, with Jack's quick legs, could the Tu family save more than half of the people?

The flying knife weasel arched her body and growled, glaring at Jack who was walking towards him. The magic power emitted by the two weapons gave her a full sense of oppression. Hundreds of years of wisdom allowed her to understand quite well what the man in front of her and the things in his hands could bring. What a threat. The sky-shattering scream penetrated everyone's brains, and the flying knife weasel had already injured one foot and one ear because of the burden on its tail. Lu Zhong stepped forward.

"Leave Jack to us, be careful with the rest." Lan Xiufang smiled, but there was actually more sarcasm in her smile. How should others be careful when facing Jack?

As expected, Jack, who had injured the Flying Sword Weasel, did not continue to launch a fatal attack. Instead, he made a huge half-arc at an astonishing speed to avoid Lu Zhong's wave-like murderous intent, and ran towards his own formation. The doubts faded from his mind, and the aura that a person should have completely disappeared. Lan Xiufang was like a wireless and cold puppet, heading straight for Jack.

Crazy roars emerged from all directions, and countless flying knife weasels sprang out from all directions. Their current purpose is to rescue their companions, and controlling one of their companions, Min Zhanlian, is naturally their main goal. There was no time for others to think about the sudden change, and a melee broke out.

The Tu family, ostensibly assisted by the Flying Knife Weasel, evened out their numerical disadvantage, but Jack, who was rushing around, was still not stopped. He is like a blood arrow. Although he only has one sword and one axe, and does not stay for more than three moves against each person, he can already cause considerable damage to others, even death. Lu Zhong and Lan Xiufang, who were tired of running for their lives, were always dodged by Jack just before they could stop him. Even though they tried every possible route and method, the strength of the two of them alone was neither late nor enough to surround Jack. They could only watch as casualties continued to occur under Jack's hands.

"Damn it!" Lu Zhong, who cursed under his breath, stopped and looked back to find Min Zhanlian, intending to deal with the troublesome guy first. Unfortunately, when he found it, Min Zhan Lian was guarded by a dense crowd, making it impossible to get close easily.

"careful!"

An exclamation from the surroundings made Lu Zhong guess what might have happened. Without thinking about it carefully, he returned to the sword and danced wildly. Unfortunately, Jack was already close to him. He grabbed the flailing sword with his tomahawk in his left hand and swung the sword with a solid blow. Splashes of blood will always be with the weapon in Jack's hand, no matter who the opponent is. But it is also impossible to escape from Lu Zhong's sword. The entangled swords and axes had no time to separate, and Lu Zhong vented all the pain on his straight leg. All this happens in an instant.

Unable to escape or block, Jack had no choice but to endure the sudden kick. Instinctively letting go of the entangled left hand with the sword and ax, he flew backward to reduce the damage to Lu Zhong's leg. The Jie brothers happened to be next to Jack. As soon as the encirclement was formed, the sudden strong wind made the two brothers feel something bad. Jie Liang risked his life to control the dangerous sword. Jie Qi's fleshy palms were full of strength and were about to land on Jack's chest. However, they all forgot that Jack's fast legs could not only be used for running, but also for running. Can be used for kicking.

For Jie Qi, this kick was familiar; but Jie Liang was kicked so hard that he took three steps back. Lan Xiufang stepped in from behind.

The two swords fought each other for three moves, and both of them attacked without risking their lives. Jack's stabs, sweeps and slashes all left blood-red traces on Lan Xiufang's body; Lan Xiufang didn't care about the many wounds on her body, but the sword in her hand seemed to be extremely spiritual, and every move always carried thousands of Changes and buzzing sounds are endless.

Looking at these things, the Jie brothers at the back only had a strange feeling that they seemed to understand, and something seemed to be gradually becoming clear in their eyes. Hearing Lu Zhong roar wildly: "It's in the way!" He swiped his knife back, and his left arm, which was barely connected with only a bit of flesh left, was immediately cut off, and he gritted his teeth and chased after Jack. Lu Zhong took dozens of steps forward, but on the last step, Jie Qi suddenly said one word: "Death." At the same time, Jack also reacted, using a sword attack before and after, and took a step to the left. Jie Liang saw it in his eyes and exclaimed: "Sheng."

Breaking out of the encirclement, Jack rushed towards the two brothers with a momentum that would frighten ordinary people, forcing the two brothers to understand something. The shaking earth and the dancing wind are the teachers of nature, and the Fuxi Bagua that fits nature is ever-changing. The Mysterious Gate of Life and Death has been a complete system for thousands of years. It was only today that the two brothers truly understood that it could also be used in martial arts, or that it had already been memorized in their bodies through repeated practice again and again. Letting everything run on its own and returning everything to the most primitive instinct, Baguazhang, which has almost become an instinctive reaction, led the two brothers to escape death and survive Jack's fierce offensive. At the same time, Lu Zhong and Lan Xiufang also arrived in two groups.

The four phenomena of the universe surround Jack closely, and every step he takes affects the next step of others. The shape of the ever-changing encirclement is uncertain, but the people enclosed within it cannot break out even if they break through. There is no calculation of offense or defense between these five people, nor is there anything about the strange power of the sword. There is only the most appropriate action at the most appropriate moment. Jack, who had never stopped since the beginning of the melee, was forced to be unable to move for the first time, and he stood still and scanned all directions.

Various thoughts that gradually became clearer were spinning in Jie Liang's mind. The movement of celestial bodies, as small as dust, sand and gravel, as well as the movements of human beings and soldiers, all affect the progress of the momentum. The more mysteries you can master and the more help you can get, the more you can maintain your unbeaten position, and victory will be just as easy to achieve. Jack's way of survival was tightly blocked by four people, but the ingenious situation only existed here. Neither seniors Lu nor Lan nor their brothers could think of taking a step forward or taking a step back. As for Jack, he still has a chance to destroy the entire balance, and it is also his only way to survive, jump. But the principle of life and death is the most superficial. How will the difficult enemy in front of us use this situation?

Bending his knees and leaping forward, the changes were too fast, but all of Jack's movements were very clear to Jie Qi's eyes, but unfortunately his body could not cooperate with his movements. The powerful arrows all around hit Jack who was out of control without any thought, because the leap would eventually stop. Lan Xiufang also flew into the sky like a fairy, her long sword glowing as red as burning iron pointed directly at Jack, who had stopped leaping. The blind arrow also hurt Lan Xiufang, but she seemed to be emotionless and couldn't feel any pain. The long sword buzzed loudly, as if it was roaring with grief and anger.

The tiger's body turned slightly and was shot into the sky by every powerful arrow from Jack's feet. This only meant that he had received countless boosts. The air rendezvous does not need to be unpredictable, as long as the opponent is out of reach. He bullied himself to the right back side of Lan Xiufang and pushed hard with his left elbow. The two separated again and decided the winner at the same time. Blood rain sprinkled down the path of Lan Xiufang's flight. Jack, who rolled on the ground, got up and rushed forward. His next target was Yan Yan.

Holding the Flying Smoke Sword in his hand, he had already defeated countless enemies. The arrogant girl who has always been favored by people in the world has even had a few well-known duels, which were purely competitive in nature. When has she ever tried such a death duel? The real sword was stained with blood, and it was no longer clear which blood belonged to the enemy and which belonged to oneself. Finally, he got some breathing space, but he had to face Jack who was coming straight at him.

A simple move without any follow-up or changes, but it seemed to cover half of the world, leaving people with nowhere to escape. Relying on the characteristics of the soft sword, he planned to stop Jack. In his memory, there were many moves to eliminate and kill this ordinary stab. Choose the safest move, look at the most appropriate position, everything is under your control, and make the move! As soon as the two swords touched, the Feiyan Sword was mercilessly rushed away. In Yan Yan's mind, she clearly recalled what Fang Shu, the ancestor of the Jie family, had said: "Kung fu that has been tempered thousands of times will not be broken so easily." The tip of the sword was only half a foot away from the center of the eyebrows, and the strong wind had already begun. There are countless marks left on the skin that can be broken by a blow.

Two powerful forces knocked Yan Yan and Jack away respectively. Jie Qi, who fell on Yan Yan, successfully saved the little beauty, but at the cost of his left foot being permanently separated from his body at the thigh. Jie Liang, who knocked Jack away, did not have an easy time as expected. The consequence of catching Jack at close range was that he received more than ten knee strikes. Lying on the ground, he couldn't tell whether he was dead or alive. Only the blood foam that kept flowing out showed that time was still going on.

Weird screams were heard all over the place, and Lu Zhong barely stopped the blood from his broken arm and looked back. Standing behind Min Zhanlian, a group of men in black robes who had not moved since the beginning of the melee revealed their true colors... Strictly speaking, no one among them was a "person". Returning to the enemy camp, Jack took a short dagger and attached it to his original long sword. With hundreds of monsters behind him, he rushed forward. Anyone who sees this situation, as long as they are normal, would not want to run away. The remaining confidence of the Tu family was completely shattered by the monster's overwhelming offensive, leaving only the Flying Sword Weasel constantly eroding Min Zhanlian's men with considerable order and advance and retreat. But after all, they are just rats. If they kill the other party's minions, they will not boost their own morale.

"Qiao Wu, if you don't come out, we'll have to meet you down below." Looking at the formation, almost those who were considered good players these days had suffered injuries of varying sizes, not to mention the group of crops who only knew how to hold hoes. Lu Zhong gritted his teeth, and the madness of the past filled his entire consciousness. Probably only death can stop the crazy swordsman. Lu Zhong stepped forward.

The sound of bells filled the entire sky, and the monster group seemed to be shocked and slowed down. The matchmaker pushed an altar of five buckets to the gate of Tu's house. In front of the altar stood Taoist Qiao, who was shaking a bell. The wretched Taoist's pale old face had an extraordinary look on his face, his halberd pointed towards the sky, and a bolt of thunder rushed straight down. "Min Zhanlian, I have already guessed that you have subdued a group of alien creatures for your own use. You have to fight for thirty years of life to ask for forgiveness from the ancestor. Even though you stole the essence of heaven and earth with a talisman, today I will let you see the authentic Maoshan The power of magic."

"Old guy──" a strange monster spoke from the air, "──do you think one person can withstand us all? Looking for death!" As soon as the word "death" came out, all the monsters rushed to Qiao Taoist's place.

"I'll let you judge whether I am strong enough alone!" Bell set the table, picked up the cinnabar pen and drew three talismans. "Matchmaker, rice wine, black dog blood, mung beans, paper horses, and five-color flags!"

The matchmaker, who was dressed as a Taoist child, prepared the five things in her hand as instructed and handed them to Taoist Qiao. I saw Taoist Qiao holding two big bowls and drinking a big mouthful of black dog blood without looking at it. "Bah! Bah! Wrong drink." He took another sip of rice wine and sprayed it all on the talisman. The blood of the black dog is placed in front of the body, and the talisman lit by the true fire of Samadhi is soaked in the blood. Mung beans were scattered in the sky, and the paper horse was placed in the palm of the hand, letting the strong wind blow up. "The wind and thunder are riding on the left, the clouds and rain are traveling on the right, thunder and lightning come out and rain comes in; panic fills the sky and the sky, and the immortals in the nine heavens open the gate of heaven. Ask the Supreme Patriarch to borrow troops, generals and fly whisks; the arrows are heard by the horns of flags and oxen, We respectfully invite the heavenly soldiers to come down to earth." Throw all the five-color flags to the ground, grab the horns on the altar and blow them, making a loud whine.

The sky full of dark clouds opened five big holes in the four directions and in the center, and five groups of five-color army horses and firemen rushed down. However, the heavenly soldiers and generals eventually became the incarnation of Douzhi, and they still could not withstand the magic power of Jack's sword and dagger. Seeing Jack slashing at all the heavenly soldiers like crazy, Taoist Qiao was shocked: "That guy must have gone crazy and went to the wrong place. Why did he kill all the people I invited?"

After going through all the trouble to get to the matchmaker, Tu Yingxiang simply explained the whole story. Upon hearing this, Taoist Qiao picked up the talisman and ink pen on the table. "Don't panic, don't panic, let's watch the five ghosts carry the magic to restrain that kid first." He ordered the matchmaker to turn into a piece of yellow paper, put the peach sword piercing talisman on the incense candle, and muttered something. "... Heavenly spirits, goblins, and wild ghosts from all directions have appeared. Three animals, five gifts, and four fruits. Come and listen to my orders. Quick!" The Taomu Sword pointed in the direction of Jack. But there was no reaction at all. The mad demon continued to accumulate kills.

"Damn it, I'll move it!" Mujian pointed again, but there was still no response. "I'll move again!...I'll move! I'll move! I'll move, move!" Looking at Jack's swift figure, Qiao Daoren couldn't help but speak to Lu Zhong who was not far away from him. "Master Lu, try to slow down that kid Jack, you can't move him."

The sword rose and fell, and one of the men was killed. Lu Zhong's copper bell-like eyes widened. "You bastard, it's so simple. Why don't you slow him down and I'll move him. One day I'm going to tear your mouth out and stuff you with pig shit...ah!" He was stabbed in the back again! Lu Zhong didn't care about gossiping, he just returned his sword and slashed in all directions.

Seeing the heavenly soldiers and generals turn into mung bean paper horses one by one, and then seeing Jack rushing towards the Five Fighters Altar, how could Taoist Qiao not panic. Thinking of the Dragon King Temple in the northwest of Tu's family, the talisman was scattered and the paper ashes dispersed. "Come and help me." A god suddenly appeared from the mud dragon in the temple, rushing towards the sky.

Realizing that the mud dragon was charging towards him, Jack didn't make any unnecessary moves. He spun around in the air and swept his sword wildly. The disemboweled mud dragon fell to the ground on the spot and became a mess.

"Hey, my mother~" Taoist Qiao stuck out his tongue and couldn't respond for a long time until the matchmaker shook him vigorously to wake him up. Looking at the beauty shaking him, Qiao Daoren was so shocked that he hesitated. "I thought... I thought I wouldn't be interested in that boy... I didn't know he would look like this." But the tearful beauty just didn't give up. Seeing the look on the matchmaker's face, Taoist Qiao reluctantly grabbed his Taoist crown and looked at the altar. Nothing works! I couldn't help complaining in my heart. At the same time, I was using ink in one hand and a pen in the other to draw facial makeup. It didn't look like a troupe painting a face, but like a mason applying dust. After finishing, he grabbed the dagger and pointed it at his forehead. "Good boy, it hurts..." As soon as he gritted his teeth, three wounds were drawn on his head, and his face was covered with blood.

Knead the formula with both hands, shake the ground with your right foot, and mutter something in your mouth. Suddenly he stepped forward and roared wildly. The divine wind was strong, golden light from all directions gathered on Qiao Taoist, and the Zhengbei Xuanxing shone even more brilliantly. The expression on Taoist Qiao's face changed completely, as if he had a different face, and he turned over and floated in the air. "Wander the seven stars on a snake and turtle, and Xuantian God appears!"

With a flash of his eyes, he looked at the fighting group of flying knife weasels and shouted: "You evil beasts, don't back down!" Even though their golden fur was dyed bright red, the flying knife weasels still seemed to know when to be obedient and when to be wild. They all retreated to the due west and gathered, motionless. Jack, who rushed forward, just flicked his sleeves and was swept aside.

His bright eyes moved towards the group of monsters. "Monster, you have transformed into an alien creature and do not disturb the mortal world. If you break this rule without permission, what crime should you be guilty of?"

"Hahaha! How can a god like you understand the delicious taste of human flesh? Moreover, the troubles in the world have disturbed our territory. They asked for it themselves, and I am quite helpless." A certain person seemed to be taking the lead. The humanoid monster was talking and laughing, and the monsters around him were also laughing. But the expressions of most of the martial arts heroes below changed drastically, and everyone's skills became much weaker.

"The monster seeks death!"

"Erode his soul and bite his flesh and bones. This may allow us to greatly improve our skills. Don't be afraid of him alone. Let's go!" The group of demons gathered towards the Five Dou Altar. Taoist Qiao, who was possessed by Xuantian God, did not answer. He put his hands into his sleeves and raised them up to point to the sky. "Look at my Luotian Net."

The bursts of lightning seemed to form a net, and all the demons were attracted to the net. Taoist Qiao swept with his right hand, and the clouds gathered into a small pale green flag. "Look at my Sky-Mending Flag." The small flag fluttered slightly, and the power grid in the sky closed in, clamping down on the demons to form a small ball, floating in front of the small light green flag. He casually gathered the ball and collected it in his arms. "Hmph! We are lacking a furnace for alchemy right now, so I will take you up there to see what you can do."

The group that was originally thought to be the most difficult group was eliminated in an instant; the situation in the battle that was originally thought to be a sure win seemed to have changed drastically, and both parties in the battle could not help but slow down their pace and gradually stopped. However, Jack, who had recovered his limb senses, did not stop any movement. Under the influence of Somera's staff, he once again attacked the extremely conspicuous Taoist Qiao who was floating in the air. Xuantian God, who was relying on him, didn't worry too much. He raised his left arm, intending to repel Jack again. Unexpectedly, just as the magic power was about to gather, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the magic power collapsed and fell to the ground. "Has this body reached its limit?" Looking up, Jack didn't slow down at all and was already in front of him.

The matchmaker stepped out and blocked the sharp sword. She only wanted to cling to Jack desperately. The tightly clasped hands dared not let go no matter what, and they refused to let go. The two hugged each other and rolled into a ball.

"Good girl, let me help you with the last group." The Xuantian God, who landed on the ground, counted with his fingers. He already knew the whole story and found a solution. He kicked with his right foot and saw a green snake running out like an arrow, pointing directly at Min Zhanlian's position. How could the Min brothers not be shocked when they saw this, but the eldest brother pulled his younger brother in front of him.

"It's a joke. It's so easy for you to hide away. In my temple, all the plaques are hung upside down." After saying this, he reluctantly stood up and took steps. "Back off." Taoist Qiao fell to the ground softly.

The green snake arrow did not pass through the body as expected, but instead had its snake nature coiling around Min Ziruo three times, and shot towards the pastoral staff in Min Zhanlian's hand, assimilating into flying powder. Min Zhanlian, with his fingers spread out, screamed, because the palm of his hand holding the staff of Sommera seemed to have been peeled off, and blood was flowing.

"Hmm~ Although I don't want to ask, can anyone tell me what happened? For example, why was I being held by the matchmaker? Why was there a sword stuck in her body? Is it popular to have a sword stuck in the body now?... "Jack, who regained consciousness, was pressed under the matchmaker and asked several questions in succession. But Lu Zhong, who was closest to him, fell to the ground and kept cursing. "You are a thief, you are a thief, you are a bastard, you are a bastard..."

"Why are you in such a mess?" Seeing the appearance of Lu Zhong, Lan Xiufang and the others, Jack asked another question. But still no one gave him an answer.

After struggling to get out of the unconscious matchmaker's arms, Jack dusted himself off and looked at the camp on the other side as if nothing had happened. "Does any of you want to talk?" No one responded either. Jack could only sigh. "Forget it, let's kill you all first and then ask the others slowly."

It's as easy as talking about eating. But in the ears of those who follow Alpaira and others, it is more threatening than any words. The strength that Jack showed just now is still fresh in the minds of everyone present. The successive changes made everyone in Early Education not sure how to continue fighting. Who knew whether the fallen Taoist priest would stand up and continue his practice, and who would be able to stop Jack's vicious turn.

He made a sword move and jumped a few times. Jack smiled weirdly and licked the corners of his mouth. "My body is almost overheated, although I don't know why. But I will let you experience my best skills. I only need one move to deal with you." Run out!

Those who wanted to escape had no time to escape, but most people had no time to even think about it. Jack was blocked by a Tai Chi pattern floating in the air. Jack, whose nose turned red after bumping into it, cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, two-dimensional mirror. Is Mu Feibai here?"

At the same time, two swords shot down, staggered in the field. One is a wooden sword, simple and without any tricks; the other has a weird shape and is extremely evil. An iron plate shaped like a warrior's order was hung on the wooden sword hilt. Most people just felt confused, but a few experienced people took a step back in shock. "Martial...Martial God Order..."

"You are so laid-back, Jack."