flstandardbreds Chapter 297 Bloody Battle
Chapter 297 Bloody Battle
Chapter 297 Bloody Battle
"Now is not the time to talk about this! The top priority is to return to the top of the mountain as soon as possible. The seven elders may not be able to hold on for too long!" A Taoist priest behind the two roared loudly. Beside the middle-aged Taoist priest, a sword blocked the sword glow that came rapidly from the darkness!
"Go! Don't stay here for long! Go back to the top of the mountain and wait for the reinforcements from the sect master!" The middle-aged Taoist roared, and saw it with another sword, taking away four bloody arrows, and at the same time, his body covered his companions and retreated.
In a day's time, from the start of the sneak attack to the time when their Wudang disciples were poisoned and unable to perform martial arts, now Wudang can no longer see the slightest trace of Taishan Beidou in the Chinese martial arts.
Behind them, there are countless corpses lying on the plank road, and there is even a place where there is no place to stay due to the accumulation of corpses!
The brutality of the battle here can no longer be described. Those emotionless men in black were like puppets, constantly charging.
Although the Wudang disciples were powerful in swordsmanship and body skills, they couldn't stand the consumption of such a dead man. In a few minutes, one of them was decapitated.
"Third brother!" Tears glistened in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest. Although he and the person who died in battle were not related by blood, they grew up together since childhood, and their relationship is closer than brothers!
"Go! If you don't leave, it will be too late! There are too many people here!" A Taoist priest rushed to the middle-aged Taoist priest and hugged him, pulling him back to retreat.
The clear spring in the mountain was stained red with blood, and Haoyue seemed to be covered with a layer of blood mist at this moment. The sound of shouting and killing and the sound of weapons piercing flesh and blood kept echoing in this mountain stream.
puff!
puff!
puff……
Countless blood arrows flew up, and four more Wudang disciples who stayed here died, making the face of the middle-aged Taoist priest even redder.
"You beasts! I'll fight you!!!" His voice was already hoarse.
Wudang, as an existence like the Taishan Beidou in the Chinese martial arts, has never had an enemy come to his door. This battle is his first battle after joining Wudang, and it has never been such a tragic battle!
War is merciless.
He could only watch helplessly those brothers from the same sect fell into a pool of icy blood, watched their unbelievable eyes gradually fade away, but there was nothing he could do.
"Brother! Don't be arrogant here! We can't die here! There are more Wudang disciples on the mountain waiting for us to protect!" A Taoist cried, this tragic battle has made him truly I have seen the darkness of the warrior world.
Human life is nothing but reckless in their eyes!
The law has completely disappeared here.
The only thing on everyone's mind is to kill the enemy and survive!
"Withdraw! This place can't be defended anymore!" Seeing a steady stream of men in black appearing on the plank road in the distance, the Wudang disciples' eyes were full of despair. If they stayed here, the only thing waiting for them was to die all the way.
"Retreat to the top of the mountain first! Cover the seven elders and retreat from the enemy!" The middle-aged Taoist shouted loudly. While speaking, he turned around and ran towards the plank road. Seeing the corpses along the way made his heart tremble.
Those are all his seniors who get along with him day and night! ! !
Tears slipped down, but were ruthlessly stained red by the blood on the ground, as if nothing could be clear in this mountain stream.
"I must kill these beasts!!!"
Sorrows resounded in the mountain stream, the hundreds of Taoist priests who went to the plank road to snipe the enemy's dead warriors, now there are only dozens of them left...
Their figures kept flickering, and their cultivation bases ranged from the eighth to the ninth level of qi refining. Their speed matched their body skills, and they were extremely fast. They quickly threw off the black-clothed dead men who were chasing from behind.
They were able to escape originally, and they had Wudang's excellent body skills, so there was absolutely no need for them to fight to the death here.
But those dead heroic spirits have never been like this, because they know that behind them is their sect, their roots, and the home that has raised them for decades...
The speed of dozens of people was extremely fast, and soon they came to the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.
At this moment, there are ten warriors in red clothes fighting in the square at the entrance of the Taoist temple. Surrounding them are those dead men who sneaked up to the top of the mountain in the dark before. Looking around, there are thousands of warriors. There are so many, that all the Taoist temples on the top of the mountain are completely surrounded.
The endless figure fell into the eyes of dozens of Taoist priests, leaving only endless despair in their eyes.
Wudang, it's over...
The seven old Zhang fought against the ten red-clothed warriors, and at the gate of each Taoist temple, there were still able-bodied Wudang disciples resisting the black-clothed dead warriors.
However, every minute, every second, some Wudang disciples fell down!
Falling into that cold pool of blood...
"kill!"
Withdrawing to the top of the mountain, they discovered that they had no possibility of surviving today. Even now that they had withdrawn to the top of the mountain, the number of dead men in black was not something they could stop.
"Hmph! Xiao Xiaoxiao, our slayers have been raised from childhood. They have no emotions and no fear. Why do you want to kill them?" One of the ten red-clothed warriors sneered.
While speaking, he did not forget to move towards a Wudang elder surrounded by ten of them, and punched him in the heart.
The elder sideways dodged the punch, and shouted at the same time, "Go! You are the roots of Wudang! You can't be ruined in Wudang like this!"
His eyes were already blood red, and he watched these children grow up, and watched them grow up.
Now, they are watching them fall under the ruthless blade...
"Hmph! You are all in danger, and you are still thinking about those trash!"
A red-clothed warrior sneered, and while speaking, a strong wind suddenly appeared above his legs, sweeping towards the Wudang elder who was confronting him in front of him!
Boom!
The other party punched out, and the two fought to a draw, but because another red-clothed warrior made a simultaneous attack, the elder was forced to retreat.
"You have such cultivation, why do you collude with those people! If this matter gets out, your family will be destroyed!" A Wudang elder clutched the bleeding wound on his lower abdomen.
"Everyone is innocent, but you are guilty. Your Wudang Liuyun body method should change hands. The only blame is that you Wudang people are too narrow-minded. You hide this Liuyun body method in Wudang and no one is allowed to read it!"
A red-clothed warrior sneered, and as he spoke, he slapped out a palm, and the strong wind suddenly erupted, knocking back a Wudang elder who was stabbing with a sword.
"Ten masters besieged and killed Wudang. With your identities, as long as someone can get out alive today, your family will definitely be destroyed! What awaits you is the anger of all Chinese warriors!" An elder shouted angrily.
"Hehe, the premise is that some of you can really get out alive!"
(End of this chapter)