Chapter 14 Suicide

The screams of Jiang Zhiwei and Qi Xia were still echoing, when a figure suddenly rushed in from the stone wall above. He was dressed in black, with white hair, and looked like a ghost. He held the cracks of the stone with his hands and feet, and was as agile as a monkey. In two or three steps, he came to Qi Xia's head and attacked from the air with the posture of "hawk fighting rabbit".

The direction of this person coming in was exactly opposite to the direction of the head flying in!

Qi Xia had received many "actual combat training" of sneak attacks and assassinations in the Dajiang Gang, and had a basic vigilance against similar situations. He knew that if an unknown object was thrown in, he should hold his breath to prevent poison, and keep his eyes and ears open to prevent a feint to the east and attack to the west.

Therefore, even though she was shocked by the death of Qing Jing for a while, screamed, and lost the best opportunity to defend, she quickly came to her senses, exerted force on her feet, and shook her body to avoid the vital part above her head.

Here, a hand wearing an iron glove pierced deeply into her left shoulder, and then, before the water-dividing thorn with green light came, the "white-haired evil spirit" turned over like a kite, bringing a large rain of blood and fell to the other side.

When Qi Xia fought with the "white-haired evil spirit", Jiang Zhiwei also reacted and whispered: "Left two."

Meng Qi immediately took two steps to the left, and then the sword light was like water, splashing towards the "white-haired evil spirit".

In a flash, a gray shadow rushed in from the direction where the head flew in, and the long knife in his hand reflected the torch on the wall, and a dim light flowed out, aiming directly at the disabled Jiang Zhiwei.

It turned out to be two feints to the east and attacks to the west!

The long knife fell, slashing at Jiang Zhiwei's left shoulder and also at Meng Qi's head.

The sword light that was "sprinkled" at the "white-haired ghost" suddenly disappeared. Jiang Zhiwei's long sword had turned upside down at some point. Without even looking back, she stabbed directly to the upper and oblique side of her back, and the gray shadow seemed to be actively throwing its body at the tip of the sword.

She was actually luring the enemy!

The gray shadow forced a half turn, stretched out his left palm, and pressed against the tip of the sword.

With a puff, the long sword pierced his palm, but he also took advantage of the momentum to pounce to the left and avoided the long sword.

"Jump back two." Jiang Zhiwei said in Meng Qi's ear. Although her speech was fast, it was as clear as large and small pearls falling on a jade plate.

Facing this level of battle, Meng Qi's pitiful combat experience was completely useless. He could only keep telling himself to trust the "expert" and Jiang Zhiwei.

After jumping back two steps, Meng Qi finally did not lose his balance because of his Luohan Fist training. After the gray-clothed man landed, the long sword he slashed horizontally was blocked by Jiang Zhiwei, who had pulled away. The swords collided and made a crisp sound.

At this time, Ge Chongshan and others who were exploring and searching nearby had heard the movement here and rushed back.

Seeing this, the "white-haired ghost" and the "grey-clothed man" became fierce in their attack. Although Jiang Zhiwei had Meng Qi to walk with her, Meng Qi's own strength was only just completed the "100-day foundation building" and he had never learned the art of lifting and leaping. His steps were relatively slow. In addition, his oral instructions were limited and he could not complete the tedious coordination. Therefore, Jiang Zhiwei could only defend herself. Except for the necessary steps, she greatly reduced her movements. For a while, she and Qi Xia, whose left shoulder was severely injured, were both forced to guard the gate.

While Meng Qi moved according to Jiang Zhiwei's instructions, he felt the sharp knife momentum, his heart was cold and a little scared. He subconsciously thought that compared with the knife skills of the grey-clothed man, his previous battle with Cheng Yong was like a fight between children!

After a fierce attack, the "white-haired ghost" and the "grey-clothed man" leaped back and left the fighting range. While Ge Chongshan and the others were still some distance away, they ran towards a corridor that was temporarily empty.

They were using attack to get a chance to escape!

Qi Xia and Jiang Zhiwei were suppressed and were defending with all their strength. They could not chase them for a short time and could only watch the two figures approach the door.

Suddenly, a long sword stabbed out from outside the corridor, as agile as a snake, forcing the "white-haired ghost" and the "grey-clothed man" to retreat to avoid the sharp edge.

"Senior Brother Zhang!" Qi Xia saw that the man with the sword was Zhang Yuanshan, whose face was filled with sorrow.

Jiang Zhiwei said without thinking, "Five steps forward."

Meng Qi strode forward and blocked the retreat of the "white-haired ghost" and the "grey-clothed man". Jiang Zhiwei unfurled his long sword and circled the "grey-clothed man" within his sword light.

Zhang Yuanshan did not lose his mind because of grief and anger. His long sword drew circles one after another, tightly entangling the "white-haired evil spirit". Sometimes the sword was like a spirit snake, forcing the "white-haired evil spirit" to be in a panic and difficult to escape.

The water-dividing thorn appeared with green light flowing, and Qi Xia also rushed over to help Jiang Zhiwei, so that the "grey-clothed man" could not find a chance to escape.

"Brother Ma! Brother Tan!" Ge Chongshan entered the stone house and recognized the "white-haired evil spirit" and the "grey-clothed man" at a glance. They were the two heroes Ma Lianghan and Tan Wenbo who were trapped before.

The two had green air on their faces and green eyes. They did not speak, but tried to find the flaws of Jiang Zhiwei, Zhang Yuanshan and others, trying to escape.

"Ah." Ge Chongshan sighed and joined the battle with other masters.

As a result, the battle gradually became one-sided. Within ten breaths, Tan Wenbo, who looked like a "white-haired ghost", was pierced by several long swords and died on the spot. After Ma Lianghan was injured by the sword, he was hit by Ge Chongshan's iron fan and temporarily lost his fighting ability. Ge Chongshan pressed several major acupoints and subdued him.

"Who are these two?" Ge Chongshan looked at Zhang Yuanshan and Qi Zhengyan who joined the battle later.

Jiang Zhiwei sighed: "They are both juniors from the same sect, and the one on the ground is also one."

Since she has already mentioned Su Wuming, there is no need to involve other people's masters, so as not to make Ge Chongshan suspicious. It is normal for others not to have heard of a hidden master. Things are always accidental, but it is a bit strange that several people have not heard of him.

"Senior Brother Zhang, you guys?" Qi Xia's previous and current address dispelled Ge Chongshan's suspicion caused by the difference in swordsmanship. Perhaps the "senior" Su Wuming is an unparalleled sword god who has mastered many swordsmanship and martial arts, and teaches his disciples according to their aptitude.

Zhang Yuanshan said with a sad face: "Junior Brothers Qingjing, Zhengyan, I and I rescued the hero Tan Wenbo first. Everything was normal. Then we immediately rushed to rescue the hero Ma Lianghan. But when we opened the last stone door, the hero Tan Wenbo suddenly attacked from behind and assassinated Junior Brother Qingjing, and I was dragged by the hero Ma Lianghan who rushed out from the front and could not turn back to help."

"Junior Brother Qingjing fought back before his death and also injured the hero Tan Wenbo. With the desperate efforts of Junior Brother Zhengyan, we fought them off and chased them. Unexpectedly, they actually took us in circles and went back to the original stone chamber and cut off Junior Brother Qingjing's head!"

Although he still called him a hero, his tone was extremely sad and angry.

Meng Qi did not gloat because Qingjing had tripped him to test Jiang Zhiwei's swordsmanship and repeatedly targeted him. Instead, he felt a sense of grief. Qingjing was dead, who would be the next one? Himself?

This feeling reached its peak after seeing Zhang Yuanshan, who was always handsome, calm and composed, also rarely showed anxiety, irritability and sadness. Before meeting the Lord of Yinhuang Fort, two companions had already died. How tragic would the final battle be?

Ge Chongshan and others listened to Zhang Yuanshan's story quietly, and also thought of their friends who had died at the hands of Ding Changsheng before, and all showed the same grief on their faces.

"Friend Zhang, don't be too sad. Friend Qingjing died for the righteousness of the martial arts world. We will remember it, and there will be retribution in the world! Please cheer up and rush to the central hall with us to meet with Master and others." Ge Chongshan said with a sympathetic tone.

"Well, there is no time to lose, seniors, let's set off now." Zhang Yuanshan restrained his grief and became calm and resolute again, as if he had matured a lot in a short period of time.

Ge Chongshan nodded: "Okay, Brother Zhang, Brother Zhao, please stay here and watch over Brother Ma until we find the antidote and come back."

At this time, you can't bring Ma Lianghan with you. If someone unties his acupoints, he will have another powerful enemy.

"Brother Ge, that big devil is plotting something bad in the central hall, and we can also be of use. We must not be careless now!" The master surnamed Zhao said anxiously.

Ge Chongshan sighed: "I know, I know, more strength means more hope for success, but we can't just leave Brother Ma here, right? Maybe someone in black will come to save him."

After Ma Lianghan was injured, the blue air on his face subsided a lot. At this time, the effect of the medicine seemed to be relieved a little, and he shouted painfully: "Chongshan, kill me! Kill me!"

Ge Chongshan only controlled his internal force by acupoints, and did not make him unable to move or speak.

"He seems to be even more uncontrollable than Cheng Yong..." Jiang Zhiwei lay on Meng Qi's back and whispered to him.

"Maybe the longer the time, the less able to resist the drug." Meng Qi guessed.

Ge Chongshan's right hand holding the iron fan trembled slightly: "How can this be done! How can this be done!"

If he killed him during the fight, he would only feel guilty and not entangled, but he had already controlled it, but he had to kill his best friend himself, which was definitely a torture to the soul.

Ma Lianghan took a breath and said with effort: "I, I can't do it! After eating that ghost thing, I, I am worse than death! Chongshan, kill me! This is to save me!"

Suddenly, he seemed to have accumulated a little strength, jumped up suddenly, and hit the long sword of a nearby master with his throat.

The master was caught off guard and thought he was attacked by surprise. The long sword did not shrink but stretched out, piercing Ma Lianghan's throat.

Ma Lianghan fell slowly, with a smile on his face.

"Brother Ma!" Ge Chongshan shouted in shock and grief.

At this time, Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei saw that the shadows of the fire on the opposite stone wall moved like ghosts and ghosts, forming three rows of text.

"Jiang Zhiwei, Zhang Yuanshan, Qi Xia, Qi Zhengyan, and Zhending saved Tan Wenbo from the sea of ​​suffering controlled by the Heart-stealing Pill, completing one of the side quests, and each of them will be rewarded with ten good deeds."

"Jiang Zhiwei, Zhang Yuanshan, Qi Xia, Qi Zhengyan, and Zhending saved Ma Lianghan from the sea of ​​suffering controlled by the Heart-stealing Pill, completing one of the side quests, and each of them will be rewarded with ten good deeds."

"All side quests are completed."

Meng Qi and others were silent, and their mood did not improve at all, even though Ma Lianghan was counted on their heads.