Chapter 430 Zhao Duan: Senior, please help! (5k)
Zhao Duan was unusually calm: "We need to leave a few people behind to stop them."
Gongshu Tianyuan said proudly, "Just now, Ren Kun attacked him by surprise. This time, I will take care of him."
Seeing that the golden slip didn't look very reliable and that the fifth senior brother was wasting his time on playing with things, the girl sighed softly, "I'll stay too."
Although the young priestess was a little dull, she felt that she was mature inside. Well, at least she was more reliable than the fifth senior brother.
Although the two have profound backgrounds, they have only been promoted for a short time... I am afraid they are no match for the murderous masters of the Kuangfu Society... Zhao Duan thought about it and said:
"Lang Eighteen, you stay too."
The two at the foot of the mountain are a combination of magic and martial arts. If I only send two priests, it may not be appropriate.
The "drunkard" Lang Shiba said "hmm", took the wine gourd behind him, threw it to Ji Yue, and gave it his all.
"Let's go." Zhao Duan didn't waste any time and immediately led Jiyue, Haitang and Zhang Han to continue climbing the mountain.
Wait until the people leave.
Only three "worldly" first-grade people were left halfway up the mountain, resisting the two people from Kuangfu Society who were catching up quickly and whose cultivation was much stronger than theirs.
“Huff—Huff—”
The cold winter mountain wind swept through the withered trees and forests, and fell on the faces of the three people.
"The opponent is very strong, but fortunately we have the advantage of terrain. I will try my best to block the front later, and you two will cast spells in the back." Lang Shiba spoke calmly. This former lieutenant general in the army undoubtedly has rich experience in fighting.
Beads of sweat oozed from the palm of his hand holding the scimitar, and his weathered face was full of solemnity.
He had personally experienced Qi Yuchun's spearmanship in the battle of Hu Ting and knew that he would be difficult to resist. However, if he allowed Qi Yuchun to break through the blockade and close the distance with the two "priests", he would be in a passive position.
"Ha! I, the priest, am here. Why would I ask you to risk your life as a human shield?"
Gongshu Tianyuan raised his chin and sneered, acting like a master.
Then, under the surprised gazes of the two, he pursed his lips and smiled sinisterly:
"Do you really think that a God of Craftsmanship isn't good at fighting? When the Buddha and the Taoists fought, the reason Master sent you, Junior Sister, wasn't because I couldn't beat you, but because outsiders simply don't know how flawed a well-prepared God of Craftsmanship can be. Yes, Brother Zhao taught me this term."
"You two, just protect me!"
After saying that, Gongshu Tianyuan tore open his robe, grabbed another handful of disposable storage talismans, and scattered them on the mountain path.
Bang bang bang...
One after another, dark, thick mechanical parts made of wrought iron and fine steel fell to the ground. The most eye-catching one was a brass gun barrel as thick as an adult's waist.
When Zhao Duan hand-drew the blueprints, he and "Chen Huoshen" of the Shenjiying camp studied new firearms, and also built a magical weapon that could only be driven by a sorcerer.
At this time, Gongshu Tianyuan picked up the "Artisan God Hammer" and quickly assembled a "Divine Power Cannon" on the mountain road with a clanging sound.
It has a seven-foot-long, wide, and three-foot-high wrought iron base, supporting a thick, black cannon barrel with incredibly thick formation runes painted on it.
Gongshu Tianyuan rotated the muzzle of the gun and aimed it downwards. Qi Yuchun and Ren Kun, who were being led by the illusory "Earth God", were about to approach the three of them.
The little fat man laughed wildly, with a crazy and murderous light flashing in his eyes, and stepped on the trigger hard.
"Your Grandpa, the God of Craftsmanship, is here!!"
"Buzz—"
The muzzle of the [Shenwei Cannon Fantasy Edition] quickly charged, the patterns lit up one after another, and a spherical electric light collapsed madly in the dark barrel.
Then, a spherical ball of light like a small sun whizzed out and rapidly enlarged in the suddenly narrowed pupils of the Earth God.
"boom----"
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Hearing the sudden roar coming from the bottom of the mountain, Zhao Duan didn't look back: "Hurry!"
A group of four people had already crossed the archway of "Forbidden City Villa" and rushed into the ancient building complex built on the mountain.
"Who?"
The two members of the Kuangfu Society who were guarding the gate rushed out, knives in their hands, with terrified expressions.
Haitang flicked her wrist, and the flying knife spun out, piercing through the throats of the two men, and the latter fell down softly.
At this time, the rest of the people in the villa were also attracted by the sound of the cannons and ran over, but how could the villa, which was already empty, withstand the four murderers?
Zhao Duan barely took any action, while the other three men chopped down the bodies on the ground like chopping melons and vegetables.
"Tell me, where is Zhuang Xiaocheng?" Zhao Duan asked as he stepped on a guy on the ground who was begging for mercy loudly.
This person was clearly not a determined member of the club. He was probably a servant in the villa. He immediately pointed at the pavilion in the distance.
"Over there..."
Zhao Duan looked up and looked at the highest pavilion next to the cliff.
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"Sixteen, eighteen."
Yunxi picked up the chess piece and placed it in the corresponding position.
Zhuang Xiaocheng admired the game and said:
"According to the time, the city should have the result by now."
As soon as he finished speaking, the roar of artillery startled the flock of birds in the villa.
Everyone in the pavilion was stunned, and Yunxi turned around suddenly and looked towards the bottom of the mountain, with a light flashing in her eyes.
"What's going on? Lao Wu, go and take a look." Zhuang Xiaocheng stood up in shock and ordered.
The member who was respectfully called "Uncle Wu" ran out frantically, but soon after turning the corner of the building, he let out a scream.
In Zhuang Xiaocheng's field of vision, four figures were walking towards him from a distance.
The most eye-catching thing is a ghostly woman in red clothes with white eyes floating in the air. A thin stream of water gushed out of the wine gourd behind her, and under the control of the woman's slender fingers, it condensed into two long "water whips".
Zhang Han and Haitang were on the left and right, their swords stained red and dripping with sticky blood.
The two men were guarding, and the leader was a young man dressed in gorgeous clothes. He had a long sword hanging at his waist, but he didn't draw it. He walked over and their eyes met.
"Zhao Duan!" Zhuang Xiaocheng's eyelids twitched wildly as he blurted out the name that had haunted him for the past six months.
"Zhuang Xiaocheng!" It was nearly a year since Zhao Duan saw the former tutor, the master of the second prince Jianwen, and the leader of the Kuangfu Society again.
He is also the real murderer who killed the original owner.
"Zhao Duan? He is Zhao Duan!?"
"Why is he here? Shouldn't he be at the Fengcheng execution ground? Did the assassination attempt fail?"
In the pavilion, the young men and women were horrified, and then they reacted immediately: "Protect the Master!"
However, Ji Yue in the air had already controlled the long whip and was whipping him hard, intending to roll Zhuang Xiaocheng over.
"Bang!"
The whip lashed in the air at the edge of the pavilion, making a sound of metal clashing.
Everyone was stunned, and then they realized that a faint formation barrier had appeared around the pavilion at some point.
"Don't panic." Zhuang Xiaocheng raised his right hand, and in his palm was a green jade fish talisman that he had smashed.
"Although I am just an ordinary man, I do have some life-saving methods. As long as you don't step out of this pavilion, it won't be a problem for you to hold on for a while."
Zhao Duan had already arrived outside the pavilion and stopped. He frowned and looked at Ji Yue who was manipulating the whip and hitting the barrier again and again:
"What's going on?"
The social anxiety sorcerer said bewilderedly: "A formation that can block my power."
Zhang Han narrowed his eyes, filled the seven-foot sword in his hand with energy, and slashed fiercely at the translucent barrier, but it bounced back softly.
"This thing is hard to be damaged by swords and knives, but it should be possible to break it with magic." Haitang said in a deep voice.
Jiyue whispered, "I can break it, but it will take some time."
As she spoke, she opened fire at full force, and two dragon-whisker-like whips lashed the barrier frantically, consuming the power of the formation.
Zhao Duan narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said with a smile:
"Then why not wait a while? What I have plenty of is time."
In the pavilion, Zhuang Xiaocheng walked out, met his eyes, and said:
"There's a roar of cannon fire along the mountain path. If my predictions are correct, Qi Yuchun and Ren Kunying must have returned. Have you sent anyone to stop them? The Northern Blood Blade beside you, and the two top disciples from the Heavenly Master's Mansion?"
Zhao Duan said: "You know me very well."
After his initial shock, Zhuang Xiaocheng regained his composure and said calmly:
"Although the disciples of the Tianshi Mansion possess extraordinary potential, they have only been in the world for a short time. They can only hold back for a while, but are no match for the combined forces of Qi and Ren. As long as I can hold out until they arrive, the danger will be easily resolved."
These words were said to Yunxi and others to stabilize the morale of the troops.
Zhao Duan smiled.
He smiled sincerely, with crow's feet appearing at the corners of his eyes:
"Grandmaster, you are so generous, worthy of being the leader of the Kuangfu Society. Let's make a bet. Will Qi and Ren arrive first, or will we break your formation first?"
Zhuang Xiaocheng stared at him: "Do you think you can win?"
Zhao Duan sighed:
"I've always had good luck, just like back then, in the bamboo forest in the southern suburbs of the capital."
After a pause, he suddenly looked around at the barren winter mountains, pavilions and towers, and said with a smile:
"Master Zhuang, don't you think this scene looks familiar? I remember it was just like this in the bamboo forest.
You were blocked in the Earth God Temple by me and my men. Unfortunately, it is not summer yet and there is no bamboo forest in the barren mountains.
Oh, your female disciple is here too, haha, what a coincidence, it seems that God is helping me, and wants me to take revenge myself."
Yunxi's face was filled with anger. She stared at him without saying a word.
Zhuang Xiaocheng was silent for a moment. The old man, with frosty white hair and Confucian robes, who exuded the demeanor of a patriot even just standing there, seemed to be moved as well. He stared deeply at the young man outside the pavilion.
"I was surprised."
He said seriously:
"Since we parted at the Earth Temple that day, you've truly given me so many surprises. Every single thing you've done in the capital has taken me by surprise, and you're a completely different person from the arrogant and domineering you were in front of me back then.
So much so that I often wonder, was it really a coincidence that you snatched the credit from Ma Yan and arrested me in advance?
No, you think too much. This is really the original owner's simple mistake... Zhao Duan smiled.
Zhuang Xiaocheng stood with his hands behind his back, as if sighing:
"But it doesn't matter. Whether you conspired with the false emperor, pretended to be stupid, or something else, it doesn't matter. What matters is that after you brutally slaughtered the people of my Kuangfu Society in the capital, I knew that I had to kill you, no matter the cost."
Are you still pretending now? You're so righteous that you've fooled yourself... Zhao Duan clapped his hands lightly:
“Pah pah pah…”
Amidst the crisp applause, he smiled and exclaimed:
"As expected of a Grand Tutor, you never forget to win over people's hearts. I feel it's unfair for the Yu Kingdom to not give you an Oscar."
Oscar? Golden statue?
Zhuang Xiaocheng frowned, he had never heard of these unfamiliar words.
"Forget it. If you want to establish a character, I won't stop you."
Zhao Duan stopped swelling and said calmly:
"I'm curious. When you're brought back to the capital and put on trial before the entire world, will you still have the nerve to defame His Majesty and the history books?"
Zhuang Xiaocheng's eyes were deep. "I'm really surprised you could find this place. Did Lu Zhengchun tell you?"
The biggest possibility he could think of was that the assassination failed, and Lu Zhengchun revealed the location of the Forbidden City Villa in order to save his life... This was the most reasonable speculation.
Zhao Duan did not deny it and smiled:
"I have to admit, your arrangements today were quite impressive, a mix of real and fake. To force me to split my forces, you didn't hesitate to throw so many members out as bait, even stuffing in the prisoners I exchanged for...
Let me think about it, you are doing this to get rid of these prisoners once and for all, right?
You were worried that I had placed spies among these captives, but in order to rally the people's hearts, you couldn't refuse. You were caught in a dilemma, so you simply dispersed them, threw them into the city, and then threw them back to the court. It was indeed a rough method.
But do you really think that I can't guess that it's me you want to kill? That you never want to save Lu Zhengchun?"
Zhuang Xiaocheng suddenly realized:
"I see. Because Lu Zhengchun was caught so quickly and exposed so easily, you think I abandoned him? Therefore, you don't believe I would do my best to save him, and you suspect I would take the opportunity to kill you...
Well, although you maliciously speculated too much about me, chance helped you bypass the fog...it was actually me who planned too complicatedly and thought too much.
Still pretending! This old man is still pretending!
Zhao Duan was too lazy to argue with him and said with a smile:
"Whatever you think, in short, it seems that I have won this game. And you... and you..."
He pointed at Yunxi and the other young men and said with a smile:
"Grand Tutor Zhuang, even if you don't think about yourself, you should at least think about them. Surrender. I promise you, as the 'Prince's Guardian', that if you surrender, I will not make things difficult for them. I can even write to His Majesty to absolve them of their guilt. What do you think?"
"You bastard!"
A young man cursed:
"I would rather die than surrender to you! I wish I could eat your flesh alive and crush your bones..."
"That's right! Master, don't listen to his instigation. We would rather die than surrender!"
One by one, the strong-willed young men spoke up.
"Oh? Really? It seems you won't cry until you see the coffin."
The smile on Zhao Duan's face slowly disappeared. He looked down at the other person coldly, with a sneer on his face:
"Then I'll satisfy you. Ha, Old Dog Zhuang, it looks like I won the bet."
At this time, with Ji Yue's crazy bombardment, the barrier outside the pavilion was already in danger, flickering wildly, and was about to collapse.
On the mountain road outside the villa, the sound of fighting had not yet ended.
The group of young men looked pale, but no one retreated. They were ready to sacrifice themselves heroically. Some picked up the chessboard, some picked up the bench, and were ready to fight to the death.
Zhuang Xiaocheng, however, remained calm and unafraid, saying calmly:
"Do you really think you won?"
He slowly opened his left hand, and in his palm was another green jade fish talisman.
Zhao Duan was stunned for a moment, and the young men who sacrificed themselves generously were also stunned:
"Master, do you have another one?"
Zhuang Xiaocheng slowly walked to a bead in the pavilion and pretended to throw the fish talisman towards the pillar to buy more time, with a smile on his face.
The sounds of fighting on the mountain path were gradually approaching, indicating that Qi Yuchun and the other man were getting closer and closer to the villa.
As long as we hold on a little longer, the situation can be reversed.
However, Zhao Duan's face remained calm as he suddenly repeated the other party's words:
"Do you really think you won?"
Zhuang Xiaocheng was stunned, his eyes filled with confusion, and then he suddenly felt a piercing pain!
pain!
The pain from behind!
"Ah!" The young man holding the chessboard suddenly exclaimed, his eyes widening.
"Yunxi...you..."
In full view of everyone, Yunxi stood behind Zhuang Xiaocheng without knowing when.
Her hair was loose, and she held the hairpin that held her long hair in place in her hand. The end of the hairpin, which had long been sharpened to an extremely sharp point, easily pierced Zhuang Xiaocheng's back. Blood suddenly gushed out, staining his Confucian robe red.
It also dyed her fair little hands red.
There was a cold expression on Yunxi's pretty face, and her beautiful eyes revealed the joy of success and the satisfaction of revenge.
“It’s you…”
Zhuang Xiaocheng slowly turned his head and saw the girl suddenly pull out a hairpin, come to his side, put the hairpin against his throat with her right hand, and snatch the green jade fish talisman with her left hand.
He seemed to understand something: "You betrayed..."
"No," Yunxi stared at him mockingly, "It's you who betrayed us and our ideals."
"Yunxi! Let go of the Master!"
The boys and girls realized what was happening later and shouted loudly, wanting to pounce on her, but they were afraid that she would kill the tutor.
"Yunxi, you did a great job."
Zhao Duan smiled in approval. At the same time, Ji Yue in mid-air whipped his sword with one last effort, slamming it onto the barrier.
The barrier, which had been depleted of its magical power, suddenly collapsed, and cold wind poured into the pavilion.
Zhang Han and Haitang rushed in instantly and knocked down a group of boys and girls.
The situation reversed in an instant.
However, Zhao Duan still did not let down his guard. He still remembered how cunning the old dog was in the Temple of the Earth.
As expected, facing this desperate situation, a trace of melancholy appeared in Zhuang Xiaocheng's eyes. He said calmly:
"Do you know why I let you capture Lu Zhengchun?"
"Because I'm not worried about him revealing the location of the Forbidden Villa."
"Because I never thought it would be so easy to kill you."
"Because the real killing is never on the execution ground. Here, the real assassin is not them, but me."
Zhuang Xiaocheng's old face was filled with determination and the solemnity of a sacrifice:
"Zhao Duan, it's worth it to exchange my life for yours!"
Ji Yue in the air's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted loudly: "Be careful!"
The earth suddenly shook and the entire villa shook violently.
No, not the villa, but the entire mountain.
Houses began to collapse and the ground began to crack. Zhao Duan's pupils suddenly narrowed. Following the sound of cracking, he turned his head and saw that the ground in the distance had cracked into huge cracks that were rapidly expanding.
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On the mountain road.
The five people who were fighting fiercely were still fighting. After the Shenwei cannon had used up all its shells, it was abandoned. The three-person team was defeated step by step and was forced to retreat to the top of the mountain by the almost crazy Qi Yuchun and Ren Kun.
However, at this moment, the five people who were fighting stopped at the same time and looked at the Forbidden City Villa in the distance in astonishment.
To be precise, it was looking at the protruding cliff.
At this moment, the cliff that supported the pavilion, the entire huge mountain, from top to bottom, seemed to be split open by a giant axe of the gods, and cracks appeared, and it was about to break away from the main body of the mountain and fall towards the thousand-foot canyon below!
"The formation... the villa's earth vein formation has been detonated..."
Ren Kun murmured, his face pale.
Qi Yuchun, holding a spear, turned his head and stared at his companion who had single-handedly arranged the entire villa's land veins:
"What did you say?!"
Ren Kun said in disbelief:
"The Grand Master took the initiative to blow up half of the mountain. He wanted to drag Zhao Duan with him to be buried with him. In such a high valley, if the mountain collapses, except for a sorcerer like me, even you will be dead."
perish together!
It turns out that the real assassination plan was to die together!
"Brother Zhao! This is bad!" Gongshu Tianyuan was stunned and yelled:
"Junior sister! Moon in the water!"
Jin Jian was stunned, then suddenly came to his senses, waved his staff, and tried to cast a spell to teleport over and rescue the person.
However, after continuous teleportation in the city and the tough battle she had just experienced, her magic power was almost exhausted, and she failed to cast any spells.
The girl suddenly became anxious, but although the two senior brothers and sisters still had some life-saving cards on them, they could not use them to save people.
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On the cliff.
The earth shook and rocks collapsed.
Zhuang Xiaocheng laughed out loud, coughing up blood while laughing:
"Zhao Duan, this time, can you survive?"
Haitang and Zhang Han tried hard to keep their footing, but Yunxi simply fell to the ground, unable to keep her body stable.
Ji Yue also panicked. He took two steps forward and was suddenly hit by a collapsed pillar. He fell to the ground with a scream.
Zhao Duan leaned on his sword with both hands, embedding the Frost Sword into the stone under his feet to maintain his footing. He stared at the laughing scholar in front of him, closed his eyes, and said calmly:
"Senior, please help!"
The space between his eyebrows suddenly lit up, and then, the energy in his body was madly drained away, and strands of golden light poured out from his pores, slowly pulling out thin lines behind him.
And at the end of the thin line.
A figure slowly condensed in the air.
She is wearing a bright red wedding gown, her feet are as white as snow, her face is covered with a mysterious dark golden mask, her attire does not belong to this era, and a weighing scale is suspended in her hand.
Pei Niannu looked down at everyone indifferently, and her eyes shifted to Zhao Duan, who raised his head and gave her a dog-licking smile:
"senior……"
Pei Niannu's eyes were cold, and he sighed softly: "Reward, ten more chapters."
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