Comprehensive Martial Arts: Relying on Pili Martial Arts to Achieve Dimensionality Reduction Attack

Chapter 261 Who taught you how to hide your moves on the battlefield?

The "rabble" gathered here are the leaders of more than 30 large and small underworld forces in Miaojiang.

And their commander-in-chief was none other than Wu Menggui, the leader of the Tianyi Sect.

Wu Menggui stared at Qu Yun who was fighting in the passage and issued an order in a deep voice.

"These men are about to run out of energy. Once this group of poisonous men finish attacking, let your men take over!"

"According to the plan, the poisonous people will be used to deal with the Five Immortal Sect and the Guming Dynasty. If we use one now, there will be one less. We cannot afford to consume any more in the future!"

One of them looked over in confusion and asked, "Now that we have used up all the poisoners, can't we just refine more? Anyway, most of them are ordinary villagers, death row prisoners, and useless trash..."

Before he could finish his words, Wu Menggui snorted and interrupted him: "Refine again? That's easy for you to say!"

"Do you know how much money and medicinal materials are needed to refine such a batch of poison people?"

The man shut up.

The others nodded silently without objection.

Over this period of time, they have all witnessed the rate at which the medicinal herbs in the valley are consumed, so they know very well that this is not a cheap plan.

Yes, this group of people gathered here for a great plan.

The plan is to capture the entire Miao territory!
They were responsible for providing money and manpower, while Wu Menggui was responsible for providing technology and refining the poisonous corpse.

In this process, the Five Immortals Sect, the only sect that can compete with the Tianyi Sect, and the Guming Dynasty, the largest regime in Miaojiang, are two enemies that must be eliminated.

Suddenly, someone pointed at Dehang who was killing people below, looked at Wu Menggui and asked, "Why can't you refine such a poisonous corpse?"

Compared to ordinary poisoners, Dehang is undoubtedly more powerful;

Compared to the giant poisonous corpse sleeping in the cave, Dehang is easier to control.

If such poisonous corpses could be mass-produced, wouldn't that be ten thousand times better than mass-producing ordinary poisonous people?
Wu Menggui's face darkened, and he explained, "That was learned by chance, and it cannot be replicated!"

Can't reproduce?
What a pity...

Another person was watching and suddenly sighed: "When I saw the leader of the Five Immortals Sect before, I thought she was just an ordinary girl. I didn't expect that she could hold out for so long under the fierce attack of the poisonous army?"

The people next to him laughed and said, "He is the leader after all, it is impossible that he has no skills at all..."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Wu Menggui couldn't help but sneer: "Skill? This girl only learned the "Poison Sutra" halfway through, and her ability to use poison is less than one tenth of her mother's!"

Feeling Wu Menggui's attitude towards Qu Yun and Mosha Luo, the people around them felt as excited as if they had eaten a hundred watermelons, and they all laughed without saying a word.

I wonder how it feels to face a girl who is the result of the union of the person you love the most and the person you hate the most?
Suddenly, someone whispered to the people around him, "Hey? Do you remember the man from the Guming Dynasty?"

"That person? You mean Tianque..."

"Yes, yes, it's that rumor! Does it look similar?"

"Like! Hehehehe..."

Wu Menggui naturally heard the conversation between the two, but he couldn't understand what the other party was saying, so he ignored it and just continued to frown and stare at the battlefield below.

"According to the time, I wonder if the last person who escaped into the valley has been dealt with?"

Another person laughed: "Don't worry! With the help of the masters from Fengxing Palace and Thirteen Peaks of Yunhai, there will be no problem!"

"What's more, there is also that 'Yun Shu Xia Juan'. His martial arts skills are not as good as ours!"

"With so many people ambushing one person, how can we lose?"

In short, they all felt that this statement made sense and nodded in agreement.

Soon, the siege below entered its final stage.

Under Wu Menggui's command, sword lights, sword energy, finger force, fist wind, palm strength, leg whips, poison gas, evil magic... all kinds of attacks, like a storm, bombarded into the canyon from all directions.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the people below immediately reduced their defensive formation, gathered together, and concentrated on defense.

Feng Xiaoyao kept waving the blade in his hand, sending out streaks of sword wind and forming a defensive sword formation in the air.

The attacks launched by the martial arts masters on the mountain wall landed on the sword formation, making a "clang clang clang" sound, and were then eliminated into nothingness by the sharp sword energy.

Seeing this, everyone seemed to have thought of something and narrowed their eyes.

"This unusual knife path reminds me of the amazing knife skills of the Miao region in the past, who were able to catch the knife in the wind."

"Do you think this Iron Army Guard Captain is the successor of Feng Zhong Gudao?"

"It could also be... it's him."

"How is it possible?! Feng Zhongzuodao has disappeared from the martial arts world for more than ten years. At that time, he was very old..."

"What's so surprising? Didn't the Southern Martial Arts World produce a genius who defeated the Flame Demon in his teens?"

"This……"

The sword wind formation was indeed effective and delayed everyone for a while, but even so, it was still on the verge of collapse under the enemy's crazy attack.

"After this bombing, if support doesn't arrive, we'll really have to fight to the death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword wind formation could no longer hold on and shattered!
The remaining attacks came down unhindered like cannonballs, and were about to kill all five people.

At the critical moment, a huge body rushed in and protected Qu Yun and others.

"Feiliang!" "Brother Dehang?!"

The remaining four people widened their eyes and exclaimed in unison, but their voices were quickly drowned out by the louder noise.

All the enemy's attacks fell on Dehang's tall body, making one roar after another.

Some of them were not accurate enough and hit the surrounding mountain walls, which then sent down rocks of varying sizes to hit Dehang, stirring up more dust and blocking his vision.

After an unknown amount of time, the attack finally stopped and Dehang's body fell down.

Even though his body had been refined and had become harder than steel, he was unable to withstand so many attacks and eventually passed out from severe injuries.

Without the last line of defense, Qu Yun, Feng Xiaoyao, Lu Xiaofeng and Gongsun Lan were completely helpless. To make matters worse, stronger enemies came pouring in like waves.

At this time, the poisonous people retreated one after another and retreated into the forest, and were replaced by a large number of killers.

Unlike the vicious people who can only pounce, bite and scratch, the black-clad killers are all well-trained, and the wandering warriors also have their own skills, making them more difficult opponents.

The four men temporarily helped Dehang up and sat him down against the mountain wall, and then each of them guarded one side to respond to the attack.

bass--! ! !
The blades collided, and bright sparks flashed in the sharp sound of metal friction that made your scalp tingle.

"This knife path... is the same as the one used on the soldiers escorting the prisoners."

"Are you 'Lonely Tattoo Blade'?"

Looking at the black-clad and knife-wielding killer in front of him, Feng Xiaoyao immediately guessed the other party's identity. However, the only response he received was the pair of scimitars in Pian Feng Wuji's hands.

The formal competition between the small knife steps and the side-edge knife techniques began.

This is a duel of swords, a clash of speed, and a dangerous battle.

Although Feng Xiaoyao had already agreed to Tieqiong's request for clothes and wanted to deal with Pianfeng Wuji himself, he had never thought that he would fight in this way and on such an occasion.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...

After another series of close encounters, Feng Xiaoyao glanced at the people next to him and felt that they were at a disadvantage in the battle. His expression became serious and his demeanor changed drastically.

"Sorry, I'm not in the mood to catch up with you right now."

Many years ago, Feng Zhongzuodao had fought with Pian Feng Wuji, but the winner was not decided at that time.

Now, many years later, Feng Xiaoyao and Feng Lingyidaosheng faced off again, but it was still not a fight of swordsmanship.

"We'll have to make a quick decision next!"

"Hengbu Sha Jinghong!!"

With a low shout, Feng Xiaoyao rushed out from the ground at an astonishing speed.

Pian Feng Wu Ji wielded both swords and used his unique skills.

"Kill all of them!!"

The scimitar swung out with a strange and difficult to defend path, extremely tricky, and the blade appeared in an absolute blind spot where ordinary people could not dodge.

But what he encountered was the small knife steps.

In a split second, Feng Xiaoyao had seen through his opponent's knife movement. Then, with lightning speed, he stomped his feet on the ground repeatedly, using strange steps to adjust his body shape to avoid the cold edge of the Solitary Tattoo Knife.

The next moment, the knife flashed, drawing several silver-white streaks in the air.

Before he could finish his strike, wounds appeared on his arms, wrists, waist, abdomen, chest, back...all over his body, and blood spurted out.

"How can it be……"

While Pian Feng Wuji was stunned, Feng Xiaoyao had already circled behind him like a black meteor, and the blade of the dagger in his hand was already on his neck.

Phew——! !

Feng Xiaoyao didn't think twice and stabbed his opponent's aorta with his knife, and blood splattered three feet away!
Pian Feng Wu Ji suddenly felt that all his strength was drained from his body. The Solitary Ting Knife fell out of his hand and onto the ground. He fell down with it. The only thing that was exposed was his eyes, which were filled with unwillingness.

"Who taught you to hide your moves in a life-and-death duel?"

Feng Xiaoyao looked at Pian Feng Wuji, who was lying on the ground, struggling while holding his bleeding artery, and said, "Anyway, no one in the Iron Army would do such a stupid thing."

After a pause, he added in his mind: Except for the boss...

Pian Feng Wu Ji widened his eyes, but his pupils gradually blurred: "I... won't... give in..."

Of course he would feel unwilling because he hasn't used his real abilities yet!
In order to hide his identity as 'Wind Chime and One Blade Sound', he did not use the 'Green Firefly Flying Dew Series' martial arts that he had painstakingly studied for more than ten years, and only used the Solitary Tattoo Sword Technique.

Even the move just now, 'Kill All with a Single Tattoo', was only half a sword move.

If he could use the other half of the 'Wind Chime Nightmare' as well, even if he couldn't win, at least he wouldn't lose.

But just because of hiding a trick, he has led to his current defeat, and no one would be willing to accept this.

Feng Xiaoyao didn't have time to pay attention to him. He turned around and ran to the side to support others.

Just after Feng Xiaoyao left, a figure walked over and quietly dragged Pian Feng Wuji, who was only breathing his last breath, to an empty shadowy place.

"Big...Brother..."

(End of this chapter)