Chapter 457: Sleepless Tonight
The reaction of Heihe City tonight was beyond the expectations of Wushengmen.
Wushengmen's original plan was to quietly and directly attack Heihe City, but they didn't expect that among those guarding the city gate was the master Ye Yanping.
Ye Yanping slapped the first killer who stepped into Heihe City away.
As the villagers beat the gongs and drums, Heihe City responded quickly. It seemed that the whole city had been prepared for it.
Wushengmen did not expect that Zen Master Huineng would show up so soon, and he did not expect that the long-missing Master Hongkong would also be here.
The most unexpected thing was that Wu Pinghou, who was rumored to have disappeared in Xueyu City, actually showed up!
I have never fought against each other before, but after fighting tonight, I realized that these people are all top masters.
Fortunately for Wushengmen, there were enough people coming this time, so everything was under control.
"superior!"
At the command of the deputy leader of Wusheng Sect, more than 200 assassins hiding in the dark all appeared.
Killers in night clothes descended from the sky in dense groups.
The scene was like bats flying in the dark, so dark that it blocked out the moon.
The peasant army's faces changed. Wushengmen actually sent out so many killers. They were determined to overthrow Heihe City!
The killers of Wushengmen have their own strengths, and each has his own unique killing skills.
In an instant, the sky and the earth were filled with deadly moves, each one aimed at taking lives.
Ye Yanping and others were naturally capable of protecting themselves, but the peasant army was all exposed to danger.
The peasant soldiers rushed out to help, but they didn't expect that not only could they not help, but they became a burden instead.
In front of a true master, ordinary people like them are like ants and cannot withstand a single blow.
In an instant, the shadow of death loomed over everyone's heart.
There was no escape, no way to avoid it, everyone closed their eyes and waited for death to come.
"Let me do it!" Master Hongkong shouted.
He shouted and threw the staff in his hand. The staff flew into the air, like an umbrella held up in mid-air.
Boom! Bang! Choke!
The killers' killing moves seemed to have hit an invisible wall and were all bounced back!
"This is..." The peasant army was stunned by the scene before them.
Is there such a powerful martial art in the world?
Master Hongkong is extremely low-key in his daily life, he is truly a man who never shows his true self!
"Invincible Golden Bell Cover?!"
The killers were also shocked.
They knew Master Hongkong of Lingji Temple in the capital, but they had never heard that he had mastered the invincible Golden Bell Cover.
Little did they know that after Master Hongkong came to Heihe City, he suddenly made a great breakthrough in the martial arts that he had been practicing hard for many years but could not make any progress.
"All of you go into the city!" Zen Master Huineng shouted to the peasant army.
Master Hongkong had just mastered the Golden Bell Cover not long ago. Facing such a fierce attack from hundreds of killers, it was unknown how long he could withstand it.
The peasant army woke up as if from a dream and quickly retreated back to the city.
The moment the city gate closed, Master Hongkong's staff fell down.
"The golden bell is broken!" The killers were overjoyed.
The deputy leader of Wusheng Sect loudly ordered:
"Now! Go!"
"Kill them all!"
Three hundred assassins surrounded Ye Yanping and his three companions. No matter how skilled they were in martial arts, they could only defend themselves in the face of such intensive attacks.
The deputy sect leader laughed arrogantly and shouted:
"Xiao Chuchen, you've been hiding for twenty-one years. Do you still want to keep hiding? The Wusheng Sect has come to your door. You've been running away for twenty-one years, but you still can't escape the clutches of the Wusheng Sect!"
"Really?" The deep voice carried a captivating pressure that shocked people.
The deputy sect leader looked up and saw a man with outstanding temperament appearing on the city wall that was full of people.
He stood on the high city wall, with his hands behind his back, looking down condescendingly, appearing so calm.
"Xiao Chuchen?!" The deputy sect leader narrowed his eyes slightly, "You finally showed up!"
"I must show up now." Ye Buwei said calmly, "Otherwise, why would you come to my door?"
The deputy sect leader laughed heartily: "As expected of the Regent, he's still so stubborn even when facing death!"
Ye Buwei said slowly: "It's hard to say who is going to die."
The deputy sect leader looked at Ye Buwei with contempt, a look that was completely teasing.
"Xiao Chuchen, do you think you're still the same person you were back then? I heard that your martial arts skills are gone and you've been a useless person for a long time!
"I don't want to embarrass you too much. As long as you surrender obediently, Wushengmen will spare the people of Heihe City! Otherwise, tonight will be the night of the massacre!"
"Massacre the city?" Ye Buwei raised the corner of his lips coldly, "Then you should ask my sword if it agrees!"
"Sword? Can you still lift the sword?" The deputy sect leader laughed.
"Zheng!" A flash of sword light passed by.
At the same time, Ye Buwei's figure leaped down from the city wall.
The sword in his hand hummed softly, and the long sword was already unsheathed, shining coldly in the moonlight.
The sword flower flashed and transformed into countless sword auras, rushing straight towards the killer from Wushengmen.
The surging sword energy was as fast as lightning, carrying unstoppable force. The Wushengmen killers fell to the ground before they could react.
"Good!" The cheers on the city wall were like thunder.
The peasant army was greatly encouraged, and the regent killed at least one-third of the killers with just one sword strike.
The deputy sect leader's eyes widened as he stared in disbelief at the assassin who had died from the sword energy. He was so shocked that he couldn't even begin to describe it. "You... haven't you lost all your martial arts skills?!"
"Wushengmen's information network is not even as good as it was twenty years ago." Ye Buwei snorted coldly, "I don't know whether I should call you stupid or laugh at your arrogance?"
With a swing of the long sword, countless terrifying sword rains came down, and the killer screamed in pain.
The deputy sect leader's expression changed. "Your martial arts skills have clearly surpassed those of the past. Why are you holding back? Are you just waiting for the Wusheng Sect?"
"You're right." Ye Buwei said calmly, "I've been waiting for this day for a long time."
"Ten Killing Formation!" The deputy sect leader retreated quickly and shouted.
The Ten Killing Formation was developed by the former leader of the Wusheng Sect. This formation is strange, changeable and unpredictable.
Ten figures flew out.
Over the years, the Ten Killing Formation has rarely appeared.
Even in the assassination attempt twenty-one years ago, the Wusheng Sect did not use the Ten Killing Formation.
The Ten Killing Formation is composed of ten people, two of whom are the key figures who are the core of the formation.
These two people, one uses poison and the other one captures souls.
No matter how powerful a master is, he will be thrown into chaos when facing the poison of Wushengmen. If the soul-stealing technique is used at this time, no one can escape the fate of losing his mind.
Ye Buwei stood still like a mountain, his long sword swung violently, and the sharp sword energy slashed towards his face.
Unexpectedly, the Ten Killing Formation was extremely sensitive and barely avoided the sword energy.
Squeak!
White mist-like powder with a strange fragrance shot towards Ye Buwei.
"At times like this, it's time for me to take action!"
A lazy female voice with a smile rang out in the cold night...
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