Chapter 676 Frontal Charge
In the Baofengzhai Square, the members of the Sirius Sect turned their backs to the bonfire and listened to the drumbeats and beats coming from behind. In fact, they all wanted to look back and see what was going on.
But the order they received was to keep an eye on the entrance and exit of the square, and absolutely no one could come over to cause trouble, so they tried to keep their eyes open as much as possible.
Behind them, there was a Taishi chair, and one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Sirius Sect, the most inhuman Corpse King, was sitting on it, slowly drinking tea that was a specialty of southern Xinjiang.
The reason why he is said to be the most inhuman is because his skin is green and white, and he looks like a floating corpse. He has been wearing a ferocious mask for a long time to hide his face that has been swollen beyond recognition.
If you put him in the magic world, he would probably be regarded as an undead creature, so he doesn't look like a human being.
He knew that someone would definitely come to stop the ceremony tonight, even if those people chasing clues didn't come. It was obviously not a coincidence that the crazy monk Du Chun appeared in southern Xinjiang, and he might do it himself.
So as soon as the ceremony begins, they immediately set up a formation and wait for people to take the bait.
The Southern Xinjiang strategy is an important part of the leader's plan. If he can shape a great witch with his own hands, Southern Xinjiang will definitely be of the same mind as the Western Region.
With the help of this mysterious group of shamans, the leader's cause will naturally be more certain.
Therefore, only success is allowed, and failure is not allowed. If the good deeds of the leader are ruined, even if the corpse ghost king is one of the four heavenly kings, he will never get any favor.
Just when he was planning to make trouble, he heard a sharp whistle flying into the sky, and then a group of fireworks exploded with a bang.
"Here he is indeed! Prepare for battle!"
The Ghost King threw away the tea bowl and stood up suddenly. The members of the Sirius Sect who had been waiting for a long time drew out their scimitars one after another.
At the same time, a row of black figures emerged from the bamboo buildings on one side of the square, throwing something over.
At first they thought it was a hidden weapon, and the members of the Sirius Sect swung their swords in an attempt to block it. However, when they struck down, they discovered that they were just wax balls as big as a thumb.
Whether these wax pills are broken or dropped on the ground, a large amount of smoke will immediately emit. Just as the Sirius Sect wanted to counterattack with a rain of arrows, they were immediately smoked to the point where they could not open their eyes, and coughs broke out all over the place.
"Who did I know? It turned out to be a little thief from the Sixteenth Village!"
The Ghost King recognized that this was the unique smoke pill of the Sixteenth Village, which was usually used when they were escaping.
Although it looks amazing, the size of the smoke pellet clearly tells you that this thing cannot produce smoke for as long as a smoke bomb.
But just blocking the view for this moment is enough.
Figures with their faces covered to avoid inhaling the smoke emerged from the white smoke one by one, and they slashed at anyone they saw. Several members of the Sirius Sect who were caught off guard were chopped down on the spot.
The Ghoul King is not in a hurry at all. After all, he has an absolute advantage in numbers. A few sneaky thieves will be chopped into pieces with knives in a short time. Compared with them, the Ghoul King needs to be more prepared to guard against the mysterious dragon. Crazy monk Du Chun.
So he still stood there with his hands behind his back and didn't care at all.
Under the cover of the smoke, Yang Yiyi used the double dragon move to sweep out the Sirius cult members who appeared on the left and right sides. Then he turned around and kicked them violently. Several of the people who were kicked away were knocked down.
The people in the Sixteenth Village were all nimble and quick in their actions. Yang Yiyi's move was a tornado that destroyed the parking lot, which was particularly eye-catching.
The so-called great chivalrous person serves the country and the people.
Yang Yiyi has a different view. She believes that those who serve the country and the people are heroes, and those who come to fight against injustice are also heroes. There is no distinction between heroes and heroes.
But she never thought that one day she would actually fight for the country and the people. Yang Yiyi is on fire!
"I do have a lot of strength. I am a powerful wolf warrior. Let me come and meet you..."
"I have no time for you!"
"ah!"
This group of Sirius Cult members are not all miscellaneous soldiers. There are also two middle- and lower-level commander-level figures from the Sirius Cult, such as Wolf Envoys and Pioneers. Seeing Yang Yiyi killing everyone, he wanted to come up to show off, but was killed by Yi Gang. The mace hit Tian Linggai on the spot and dented him. He didn't even scream, he fell to the ground and died suddenly.
Yang Yiyi's biggest advantage is that she is invincible. Her exaggerated muscles and bones allow her to beat these Sirius disciples with brute strength even without using internal strength.
However, saying that Yang Yiyi can defeat a thousand with one horse is really just an exaggerated rhetorical method. As the smoke begins to weaken, the advantage of numbers begins to gradually become apparent.
After all, there are less than twenty in the Sixteen Villages plus Yang Yiyi, and the number of Sirius Sect members in the square must be at least several hundred larger.
Even if one is equal to ten, there is no advantage, not to mention that it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. No matter how good a person is, he will be blinded if he is caught in it.
For example, in many places, characters over level 50 are called enemies of ten thousand people. It does not mean that they can defeat ten thousand people, but that they cannot be killed by the number of people. In the worst case, they can run away.
But Yang Yiyi and the others obviously haven't reached this level yet.
At first, they took advantage of the smoke and chopped down several people on the spot, but soon the Sirius Cult members began to take advantage of their numerical advantage and suppressed everyone back.
Yang Yiyi can indeed open a gap, but others can't keep up.
She rushed into the crowd and opened Wushuang, but she was not immune to being beaten. There were enemies on all sides. If she rushed forward, it would be time for the Ghoul King to take action. Yang Yiyi had no choice but to retreat to the side of everyone in the Sixteenth Village. There were more or less Anaphora.
If it continues, let alone preventing the ceremony from proceeding, the people in Sixteenth Village will be exhausted to death just by being tired, and Yang Yiyi himself will not be able to rush through at all.
If not done well, everyone will have to be wiped out by the Sirius Cult before support arrives.
It's no wonder that the Ghost King stood there and didn't move. With such a small number of people, he was not worthy of taking action himself.
And just as the smoke gradually dissipated, several figures dressed in southern Xinjiang were revealed under the thick smoke. Several of them were guarding the place like guards. Ran Xiaoyi, the smallest, was holding a snake staff and jumping left and right.
In other words, he was dancing to the master, and under the cover of smoke, he was almost dancing.
When Ran Xiaoyi's figure was completely revealed, she waved the snake staff. At first glance, there was nothing special about it, but the people in the Tianlang Sect seemed to have seen something terrible, and they couldn't help but quickly retreat. , and even patted himself while running.
This is because they saw that the blood from the people who were chopped down turned into colorful venomous snakes, crawling up their clothes.
The venomous snakes in southern Xinjiang are no joke. If they are bitten, it will be difficult for the gods to save them, and everyone will be frightened and panic.
There was Wu Zhu assisting the Central Plains people. This was something that the Sirius Sect had not expected at all and had not made any preparations for.
In fact, this is just a pure illusion. As long as you calm down and look carefully, you will see through it. But when you see a poisonous snake crawling up your leg, how many people can really calm down?
(End of chapter)