When the ambushes from the Juyi Gang arrived, the battle almost became one-sided. A ship was broken, and many members of the Nanshan Gang fell into the river. There was also a melee on the ship.

In the vast rain, every drop of rain was mixed with blood and fell. On the river, the waves were turbulent, and blood floated down.

In the Qingshan Canyon, there was chaos. The Nanshan Gang had no intention of continuing the fight. Less than half of them were still injured and trying to find a way to break out. However, this opportunity finally came to them. The Juyi Gang

He is also determined to fight to the end.

The waves on the river rise from the middle, and spread out in all directions. A hundred steps away from the battle circle, a small boat rises and falls with the waves. Two people on the boat stand quietly, one behind the other.

It's Du Ruo and Heitou.

On the coir raincoat and bamboo hat, rolling jade beads were slowly falling, and the cool breeze was blowing. Du Ruo looked at the fighting battlefield, his face was as usual, even though the smell of blood was very pungent, the wailing was very sad, and there were broken arms and legs.

The waves come, but he remains as motionless as a mountain.

But the black head behind him was very nervous. He was not nervous about the bloody battle, but worried about the weak gang leader. Not only was he afraid that the Nanshan Gang would rush over, but he was also worried that the gang leader would accidentally fall into the river. This would

The gang leader's body is too weak to withstand the wind and cold.

Originally, they all did not agree with Du Ruo coming here in person, but the gang leader just waved his hands slightly in response to everyone's objections and stopped there. No one dared to object anymore, and they could only let Heitou, who had absolute combat power, stay as a guard. Fortunately,

The gang leader did not refuse this proposal, otherwise they really wouldn't know what to do.

No matter how fierce the battle on the other side was, Heitou did not take another glance. He just stared at the gang leader closely, not allowing any surprises to happen to the gang leader. When he heard Du Ruo speak, he was shocked and raised his head hurriedly.

Under the raincoat, Du Ruona pointed her slender fingers forward and asked: "Heitou, who is that young man? In the Nanshan Gang war hall, besides Wei Mang, there is someone with such fighting power. Why haven't you heard of it before?

"

Heitou looked in the direction Du Ruo pointed. Although it was a bit dark at night, luckily the cargo ships of the Juyi Gang were all lit with torches, and he could barely see. There was actually one person in the Nanshan Gang who was unusually brave.

The young man's raincoat was chopped off in half, and his bamboo hat was gone. Half of his green shirt was exposed. He held a fine steel sword in his hand and rushed to the front with a few people. There were faint signs of a breakout. However, that

People seem to be a little bad at water fighting. When they draw their swords, they always have some scruples. Several times they failed to make any achievements because the boat under their feet was turbulent.

Heitou stared at the man for a while, also a little confused. Suddenly, he suddenly said: "Gang leader, I remembered it. I heard before that Wei Mang has a nephew who seems to have joined some kind of sect. This man is very tough.

It's possible that he is Wei Mang's nephew. There aren't many masters in the Nanshan Gang, and I've never heard of anyone using a sword."

A few drops of rain slowly fell on the bamboo hat. Du Ruo looked at the battlefield calmly and said slowly: "It turns out that he is a disciple of the great sect. No wonder he has extraordinary skills in taking action. Not bad!"

The master of swordsmanship really stood out in the melee in the Qingshan Canyon. Every move was very particular and a little less ruthless. Unlike the others, who had no skills at all, even Wei Mang and Luo Luo.

The two men with big beards were fighting for speed, strength and ruthlessness.

But that young man is different. His strikes are very different. He is very skilled. He rarely competes purely with strength. He almost always aims at some special positions on the body. As long as the sword touches the body, he can basically achieve something.

, the moves are also quite gorgeous.

The rain on the river gradually became heavier, but the sound of crashing was covered up by the sound of fighting. Only the raindrops as big as soybeans falling on the bamboo hat rang in my ears, like the chaotic sound of the harp.

The burning torches on the cargo ship were also put out,

In the pure darkness, there was a shrill sound,

The smell of blood was gradually covered by the rain,

I can’t see clearly on the river!

Du Ruo turned around slowly and said softly: "Let's go to Daqingshan."

Blackhead was slightly startled. He was confused. He could still hear the sound of fierce fighting. However, he did not ask any more questions. He put the knife back on his back, held the oar, and shook it hard. The boat was like an arrow from the string, and it flew quickly.

Drive forward.

The waves on the river are rolling, and gradually they are no longer visible. There are only the ripples splashed by the boat, and the raindrops fighting on the water, like small whirlpools, in this misty night.

, still not obvious.

…………

Daqingshan happens to surround Wutong Town in the mountains. This mountain is very high and steep. For many years, it has been hated by several towns around Wutong Town. It was not until the government opened an aerial plank road halfway up the mountain that they gave way.

It saved half a day's journey, and later became a landscape in Wutong Town. In the past, there was only one canyon here, but there were very few passenger ships, and many people couldn't afford to take the boat. There were many people walking here. Even now, many people pass by during the day.

The people are quite lively.

At the foot of the mountain, a dozen injured people in raincoats came ashore from the river and quickly headed towards the sky plank road. These people were all in a very embarrassed state. No one's raincoats were intact, and some people simply lost their raincoats.

Even though they were wearing bamboo hats, they were still carrying weapons.

This group of people were members of the Nanshan Gang who had escaped from the Qingshan Canyon. The leader, Wei Mang, had lost all his previous momentum. He was wet and bloody, his hair was messy, and he was running in a state of embarrassment. He was running panting.

It was the young man in blue shirt holding the sword. This young man was much better. Except for his hair being a little messy and his clothes being torn, he was not injured.

The young man supported Wei Mang, his face was very pale, and his expression revealed a hint of exhaustion.

After landing on the shore, Wei Mang breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at the young man next to him, and whispered: "Zhang'er, it's your uncle who has caused trouble for you. I wanted to show you something, but I didn't expect to put you in danger."

Already."

Wei Zhang took a deep breath. Although he was still nervous, he did not complain and said: "Second uncle, don't say that. When I was in the master's school, my master said that being in the world is a matter of life and death. Besides,

This is also what I asked for..."

Taking a deep breath again, Wei Zhang said: "However, I have to admit one thing. I have seen murders and killed people myself, but I have never seen the scene like today. I have to say that the Juyi Gang

That scholar gang leader is an incredible person!"

"Humph," Wei Mang snorted and said, "He's just a kid with a yellow mouth, so what's the big deal? People from the Juyi Gang always praise Du Ruo as a kid with no tricks. I think that's just bullshit. If he's really that

That’s great, why don’t you also plant an ambush in Daqingshan?”

At this time, the Nanshan Gang and his group had reached halfway up the mountain.

Daqing Mountain is very high and steep. There is a section of this aerial plank road that slopes downward, from the mountainside to the bottom of the mountain. There are cliffs on both sides.

When Wei Mang came here, he couldn't help but sneered. If Du Ruo really had a plan, he should have laid an ambush here. Just a few people would be enough to kill them. Now, the dozen or so remaining soldiers have already left.

Halfway through, there was no ambush.

However, as soon as he said those words, Wei Zhang's expression changed. He grabbed Wei Mang and said urgently: "Uncle, hurry up and get out of the mountain. There must be an ambush here. Although I don't know much about Du Ruo, but...

Since he was able to use being raided as an excuse to target our Nanshan Gang this time, I don’t believe he would have thought of ambush here!”

"You look down too much on that yellow-mouthed kid," Wei Mang said: "He's just a poor scholar who studies hard..."

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the aerial plank road on the mountainside, laughing loudly, which spread far and wide in the mountains.

"Wei Mang, you were just a butcher back then, yet you dare to speak so brazenly and look down on my gang leader for studying like this. I really don't know where you got the courage!"

Wei Mang's expression changed drastically and he exclaimed: "Wang Sanhu..."

Juyi Gang Qingfeng Hall Wang Sanhu, in Shuixi County, all the gangsters will secretly call him "Smiling Tiger". This is not to ridicule Wang Sanhu for his scheming, because Wang Sanhu really has no scheming, but simply because Wang Sanhu likes to laugh and is a big fat man.

With a big belly, he always smiles and smiles wherever he goes, which makes him feel quite happy.

But Wei Mang also knew that although Wang Sanhu looked chubby and harmless, he had been wandering around the world at a young age. When there was no Juyi Gang, he was quite famous in the Shuixi area, especially in the Shuixi area.

Over the past few years, Wei Mang knew clearly from frequent interactions with Wang Sanhu that as big as his belly was, he was as cruel as his heart.

When he saw Wang Sanhu through the firelight, he felt a knot in his heart and yelled: "Rush up, this is your last chance to survive!"

He knew that with Wang Sanhu's cruel heart, it was impossible to survive. The only chance was to attack head-on!

However, the remnants of the Nanshan Gang, who had been beaten very timidly, had no intention of continuing the fight, and five or six of them immediately turned around and ran down the mountain.

Less than ten people followed Wei Mang and rushed up the mountain.

Just before Wei Mang and others had rushed a few steps, they heard several screams coming from below. When they looked back, they saw that the plank road in the middle was broken, and the five or six people who were running away all fell down.

The heavy falling sound of the cliff seemed to hit everyone's hearts.

Either the body will be turned into powder or the bones will be broken into pieces.

"It's a pity," Wang Sanhu said with a smile, "It's such a pity that old boy Wei Mang didn't run away, but it doesn't matter..."

Wang Sanhu waved, and several people rushed out from behind, each holding a huge boulder in their hands.
Chapter completed!