Beiyin Great Sage

  Chapter 152 Fighting

  Guo Ping's connection with Zhengqitang is by no means ordinary.

   Along the way, he relied on several strongholds set up by the Zhengqi Hall outside the city to prevent the pursuers from following up.

   After reuniting with Xingwu, with this old policeman around, it is even better to cover up his whereabouts.

rain,

   Gradually become rapid.

  But anyone who understands astronomy understands that this is the last struggle before the rain will stop, similar to what people often say.

   Soon, the sky will clear up.

  Xing Wu is even more clear. Given his current situation, if he can't get rid of the pursuers before the weather turns, he may be doomed.

  He has no fear of death.

   But he still has a wife and children.

  The youngest son is still young, and it is difficult to give up.

   "Clatter..."

  The rain fell into a curtain, covering the sky and the sun, like a layer of tulle, covering the sight.

  Mrs. Xing's face was pale, holding the child in both hands, her body curled up, and she and her daughter stepped on the mud and walked forward against the rain.

  Xing Wu and Guo Ping are behind, dealing with traces.

   "Mother."

  Xing Ruo held the sword in his hand and looked around cautiously, guarding against possible attacks at any time. At the same time, the audio tape worried:

   "Is your body all right?"

   "It's okay." Mrs. Xing shook her head slowly:

   "Thanks to the two yellow croakers you bought, temporarily stabilized the injury, otherwise our mother and I will become your burden."

  For her, yellow croaker has limited efficacy, but it can be used as a rescue.

  Like a thirsty traveler in the desert, even a few drops of water are enough to refresh his spirit.

   "Mother, what did you say?" Xing Ruo looked displeased:

   "We will be fine. The so-called good people are rewarded. You see, although there have been several dangers along the way, not all of them turned into good luck."

   "This is God blessing us!"

   Madam Xing smiled wryly, looked up at the sky full of dark clouds, her heart was full of haze just like that day.

  This God will only bring despair to people, but will not help good people. The withering of the Gate of Justice has already explained everything.

   "Master Xing."

   Guo Ping in the back was dealing with the traces left by several people, and at the same time said:

   "What are your plans next?"

   "Plan?" Xing Wu has a blank expression:

  "If you can escape, hide your identity, find a good place, and enjoy life."

   "With my strength, even if my cultivation goes backwards, it's enough to protect a family, old and young."

   "Incognito?" Guo Ping frowned and said:

   "You have worked so hard to learn martial arts, don't you want to benefit the people and the court, so you just give up like this, are you willing?"

   "Welfare?" Xing Wu sneered:

  "In this world, the strong are respected and the fittest survive. Helping the weak is not necessarily showing kindness. Looking down on others' suffering is torturing yourself."

  His voice was bitter, and he looked into the distance, as if he had figured out something, and his expression gradually became calm.

   "In the Ruins Realm, everyone will die, the past will perish, the dynasty will perish, the world will collapse, and the ethnic groups will disappear. All of this is preordained."

   "Live well, better than anything else!"

  For ordinary people, living is already a lot of hardships. The four of them are not weak, and they have surpassed too many people.

  Ordinary people have no choice at all.

   "Master Xing." Guo Ping shook his head:

   "I don't think so. It is because this world is too dark that someone needs to be a candle to illuminate others."

   "Zhengqitang is some like-minded people who can't understand the sufferings of the world. Master Xing might as well join them, so that they can express their revenge."

"in this way…"

  He raised his voice and said boldly:

   "Even if you die one day, it is not in vain to come to this world."

   "Zhengqi Hall?" Xing Wu snorted coldly:

  "A group of paranoid lunatics, who think they are chivalrous and righteous, but don't know what they are doing, will only make the world more chaotic."

   "Why do you say that?" Guo Ping frowned, displeased:

   "The few friends I know are all righteous people."

   "Justice..."

   These two words made Xing Wu's eyes a little dazed, as if he remembered a long, long time ago, and he sighed softly after a long time:

   "You are still young, do not understand what justice is?"

   "The military conscription is indeed domineering and ruthless in doing things, but without them, Hong Zeyu would have long since disappeared."

   "The forces of all parties searched extremely hard, but without the supply of these resources, the imperial court and the Xuantian League would not have silver masters sitting in charge."

   "Without them, it would be difficult for the Dalin Dynasty to gain a foothold in Hongzeyu!"

   "Hmph!" Guo Ping snorted coldly:

   "Based on what you're saying, is it reasonable for them to bully the market and plunder the people's fat?"

   Xing Wu is silent.

  He just doesn't know what to do, and doesn't know what is right and what is wrong in this world, so he feels hopeless.

   "Zhengqi Hall..."

   After a long time, he said leisurely:

  "They are obsessed with justice, and they pay attention to as long as the goal is achieved, it is okay to use some means in the middle. I really find it hard to accept."

  If this is the case, the military's forced conscription is also a good intention.

after all.

   Only enough soldiers can ensure the continuation of the ethnic group and will not be overthrown by the beast tide. Is it understandable?

   "Sometimes." Guo Ping said:

   "It's understandable to use some means."

   It was difficult for him to accept these words, he shook his head and was busy.

  He has a task entrusted to him by Zhengqitang, and tries to persuade Xing Wu to join.

  I thought that the other party had nowhere to go, so there should be no problem, but I never thought that Xing Wu would actually have the intention of retiring.

  He has poor eloquence and can't persuade the other party, but he is not in a hurry.

   When they arrive at the station, there will be someone who can speak well, and the Xing family will definitely be able to stay.

rain,

   spilled on the ground.

  Xing Wu's movements suddenly stopped, and he turned his head to look somewhere, with a serious look in his eyes:

   "Is the place you mentioned over there?"

   "Exactly!"

  Guo Ping nodded, wiped the rainwater off his face, with joy on his face:

   "It's almost there, let's go there."

   "Wait a minute." Xing Wu stretched out his hand to stop his movement:

   "Blood smell!"

   "Blood smell?" Guo Ping's expression froze, subconsciously pressing the handle of the knife at his waist:

   "Is there an ambush?"

  In this kind of weather, the blood will be washed away in a short time, and the **** smell will not last long, which means that the time to do it is not far away.

   "It seems...not."

  Xing Wu shook his head lightly, and stepped forward:

   "Go and have a look."

  ...

  The five of them carefully parted the bushes and looked inside. The scene that caught their eyes made people subconsciously shrink their eyes and their hearts beat wildly.

Blood!

  Corpse!

  The broken weapon!

  Blood mixed with running water, meandering in the gully, on the muddy ground, it was difficult to distinguish which was water and which was blood for a while.

   Corpses fell to the ground in a haphazard manner, broken arms, broken legs, internal organs, heads... They fell in the mud in a disorderly and messy manner.

  There are headless corpses thrown upside down in the ditch, there are beautiful women with rolling heads and wide-open eyes, and there are even unrecognizable stumps of limbs scattered all over the place.

  The broken sword, gun, sword and halberd were inserted obliquely into the ground.

   All these, together with a certain figure in the field, merged into a tragic and desolate picture

   There is even more **** smell, rushing towards the face.

   "Senior Hong?"

   "Little Seven!"

   "Zhang Yao..."

  Familiar figures are now all corpses, even the corpses are separated, the muddy head and eyes are full of despair, and the scene in front of him makes Guo Ping tremble all over.

   Frightened!

   Angry!

  A nameless fire rose from his heart and swept his whole body, making him clenched his fists tightly, his eyes bloodshot, staring at the only intact figure in the field.

  The man was wearing a coir raincoat, sitting reclined on a stone, leaning against the stone with an ax and a shield.

  The torrential rain washed over his body, and his long hair, which was not covered by a straw hat, was wet against his coir raincoat and cheeks. He looked a little depressed in the independent field.

  This person is tall and burly, and his facial features are like knives and axes. He is not handsome, but he gives people a feeling of inevitability.

  He raised one leg and stretched one leg forward, with a relaxed posture, as if he was resting.

  The tired eyes and trembling hands all seemed to indicate that it was not easy for him to cause the scene in front of him.

"It's you!"

   Xingruo suddenly opened his mouth and stretched out his hand:

   "That fisherman on the river the other day!"

   Mrs. Xing's eyes moved slightly. She was unconscious at the time, but she also knew that it was because of the two yellow croakers in the opponent's hand that she survived.

   "Zhou Jia!"

   On the contrary, Xing Wu, who is the head arrester of the Yamen, recognized the other party at a glance:

   "Tianhu Gang West City Gambling Manager, rushing to Thunder Ax Zhou Jia!"

   "It's him!" Guo Ping gritted his teeth tightly:

   "A few years ago, a friend of mine was a driver beside him. Unfortunately, he died unfortunately. Unexpectedly, this person is so ruthless!"

   "Punishment five."

  Zhou Jia got up and looked sideways:

   "Unexpectedly, I met Master Xing here. It's fate."

  His voice was flat, and he was alone among the corpses, his expression was calm, and he was neither humble nor overbearing when facing a strong black iron man.

   "You did it?"

  Xing Wu glanced at the audience, with unbearable eyes:

   "How come this!"

   "No way." Zhou Jia shook his head:

   "They want to kill me, Zhou can only strike first."

"Hey!"

  Xing Wu sighed lightly, and slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

   "Sir." Mrs. Xing said suddenly:

   "He saved my life."

   "Huh?" Xing Wu's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Zhou Jia again, with a somewhat complicated expression.

  He and his wife have lived together for many years, so it can be said that they are connected, and naturally understand that Mrs. Xing didn't want him to spare her life.

   instead worried about himself.

  After repeated battles before, Xing Wu had already been seriously injured, and his life span had even been damaged. Even if he escaped, he would not live for a few years.

  The person in front of him can kill so many people, he is definitely not an ordinary person.

   Might as well find an excuse and let it go.

   "Madam, don't worry."

  Sentence five:

   "I will save his life, but let him know why there are heavens and humans outside the sky, and there will be disasters in the future if you act recklessly."

   As he spoke, the sword body trembled slightly, and the high-spirited and unyielding sound of the sword resounded through the void, and even the sound of the whistling rain around was suppressed.

  He wasn't worried about himself.

   He has also heard of Zhou Jia's name. He is young and has reached the tenth rank. Zilei sword technique has been transformed into ax technique. It is said that his attainments are quite high, and he was once praised by Lei Batian.

but…

  Ten products are ten products!

   And there is no black iron weapon in his hands, and his strength is at most similar to that of Lei Prison. Even if he is injured, it is not difficult to suppress him.

  Lei Prison and several people teamed up to surround and kill him, but they were all easily resolved. Facing an ordinary tenth rank, why worry?

"interesting!"

   Zhou Jia looked at Xing Wu and laughed dumbfounded:

   "Your Excellency, as the person ordered to be hunted down by the Tianhu Gang, it's fine if Zhou didn't attack first, and you still want to attack me?"

   "Also!"

  He nodded and stepped forward:

   "Let me teach you how to do it."

  Compared with Xing Wu, who is thin and weak, Zhou Jia, who is full of muscles, is like a beast, with a huge difference in body shape.

   One move.

  The double-edged ax flew out of nowhere and landed in his palm.

   "Boom!"

  Stepping out again, the tiredness in his eyes disappeared instantly, and traces of lightning emerged from the ax blade, sweeping across his body.

  A thunderous roar rushed to the audience.

  With a radius of several feet, the howling rain seemed to be blocked by something, and it tilted in all directions to avoid the figure below.

   "Hoo..."

   Blast and wind.

   Mrs. Xing, Xing Ruo, and Guo Ping were unsteady, backed up again and again, and fear appeared in his eyes.

"how come?"

  Even Xing Wu showed horror in his eyes, subconsciously clenched the long sword in his hand, aroused the sword intent, and contended with the surging aura.

  This kind of power is only tenth rank?

  Different from mortal ranks, the spirit of black iron masters transcends mortal bodies, and their thoughts are so strong that they can even forcibly arouse the power of heaven and earth.

  How powerful is, to a certain extent, also means the strength of strength.

   And Zhou Jia...

  Obviously just a mortal, with so much power and power, he can actually stir up thunder out of thin air, and even he himself has to be affected.

   "Punishment five."

  Looking at each other, Zhou Jia spoke slowly, and the soundtrack sighed:

   "Unfortunately, you are injured."

  Under the pressure of the Zilei Axe, the aura on Xing Wu's body is unmistakable, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, swaying with the wind, one can tell at a glance that there is an injury on his body, and the injury is not serious.

   Having said that, he didn't hold back.

  Holding the handle of the ax tightly with one hand, the meaning of thunder surged again.

   "Stay humble!"

  Xing Wu's eyes were fixed, and the secret method was activated. The source power surging in his body was instantly condensed, and a mountain-like momentum quietly emerged on himself.

  The two looked at each other across the air, their axes and swords pointed at each other from a distance, and they clashed invisible.

  Although he has not done anything, the danger is more than that.

  The sword wind whizzed across the field, leaving deep marks on the ground, and forced Mrs. Xing and others to retreat several feet before barely stopping.

  Silences of electric light jumped and flickered on the muddy ground, appearing and disappearing from time to time, with non-stop crackling.

  The line of sight is interlaced, and the water curtain is agitated.

  It seems that two circular auras collide and rub against each other, and the rain pours down the aura, and people can see the changes.

  Xing Wu's face was solemn, and his heart became more and more surprised.

  Even though he had stabilized his injuries, he was still unable to suppress the opponent. On the contrary, the opponent's momentum was getting stronger and stronger, and he gradually gained the upper hand.

This person…

  The depth of the background is simply terrifying.

   I am afraid that only when my strength is intact can I be sure to win.

   "Boom!"

  Suddenly, a terrifying force emerged.

  Xing Wu's heart skipped a beat, and he felt the darkness, as if he was in the cage of a ferocious beast, and an unspeakable sense of fear came to his mind.

   No need to think about it, the instinct of the flesh has already been aroused.

   Fireflies!

   Burn yourself!

  The sword light flourished, tearing the rain curtain, and slashed forward.

Violence!

  Zhou Jia's body trembled slightly, and he roared in a low voice. The roar shook the air, but there was no sound, only the double-edged ax in his palm burst out.

  A sword, an axe, a head-on collision.

   "Boom..."

  The violent roar directly shook everything within a radius of more than ten feet away.

  The soil was flying, the corpses were moving sideways, and the torrential rain shot in all directions like infinite arrows.

  Even Mrs. Xing and the others were sent flying high, their ears buzzing, their bodies lost control, and they fell heavily to the ground one after another.

  Time seemed to stand still.

I do not know how long it has been.

   "Dah!"

   In a daze, Xing Ruo felt the sound of footsteps.

  In sight, a figure in a coir raincoat carried an ax and shield on his back, and slowly disappeared into the rain.

  Xing Wu stood in the middle of the field, his body staggering, his face pale, until the opponent moved away, he spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered and fell to his knees.

  (end of this chapter)