Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

As arrows flew towards the pavilion from all directions, Huang Chengrui sat down on the ground dejectedly.

"It's over. The Sun and Huang families are finished."

Huang Shu, Hui Shuo and the others were also shocked.

'How come there is still a market going against the trend?'

Uncle Tian looked like a god descending from heaven, with his energy emanating from him and his robes fluttering.

Except for one arrow that hit Ma Zhan's back, the rest of the arrows were bounced away by the air wall wrapped in the pavilion.

Immediately afterwards, two more waves of arrows rained down and hit the air wall set up by Uncle Tian.

Ma Zhan saw that Uncle Tian's face began to twitch slightly.

The cloud-piercing arrows shot from the divine arm bow continuously hit the air wall, and the flow of Tian Shu's true energy began to stagnate.

We can't go on like this. If there are a few more waves of arrows, Uncle Tian will definitely not be able to withstand it.

As a tribute to the Prince of Jin's Palace and the personal guard of the prince's legitimate son, Uncle Tian's martial arts skills must be quite high, at least fourth rank.

At this moment, facing dozens of divine arm bows, Uncle Tian was about to collapse in just a few breaths.

If it weren't for the need to protect Zhao Hui's safety, Uncle Tian could have simply avoided the limelight and fled far away.

But now he was trapped in the pavilion by arrows flying from all directions. Even a master who had experienced many life-and-death battles was helpless.

Ma Zhan's mind raced. The most important thing right now was to protect Uncle Tian, who was an important fighting force.

"Uncle Tian, hold on a little longer, Mengyao..."

Meng Yao nodded, and using the mountain-backed turtle's shell as the center of the formation, she began to arrange the formation pattern in mid-air.

Huang Shu and Hui Shuo looked at the situation and had the same idea in their minds.

"Even the weapons are being used. Is this the allure of being born indestructible?"

The two men, who were always cunning, looked at each other and knew what the other was thinking.

The old man in the pavilion is not a good person. Let them fight first, and then reap the benefits. Wouldn't that be easy?

After the fifth wave of arrows, Uncle Tian's face turned noticeably pale and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Ma Zhan nodded, and Uncle Tian restrained his anger.

A total of ten waves of arrows poured down, and Ma Zhan secretly estimated.

'The configuration is only ten arrows per person. Now that the rain of arrows has stopped, I guess they are about to charge.

How to run? Where to run?

On the tide-viewing platform, the Huang family's Deadpool, the Nest Cicada Catcher, and many people from the martial arts world rushed towards the tide-viewing pavilion at a rapid speed.

Sun Junyang hid in the dark, watching the assassination in front of him coldly.

Ma Zhan was so angry as he held the iron crossbow. He glanced at Zhao Hui who was holding the short arrow.

"You guys are such a thief! You didn't even clean up your ass after stealing someone. You've ruined me."

Zhao Hui gritted his teeth.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not, I didn't."

Ma Zhan insisted, "Look at how guilty you look..."

While the two men were bickering, the first group of charging soldiers arrived.

Three men over two meters tall were already a few steps away from the tide-watching pavilion.

The three men have different weapons: a giant hammer, a steel whip, and a long claw.

These three men were so powerful and majestic that they looked like mountains, and it seemed as if the earth was shaking with every step forward.

This ferocious look is really oppressive.

"Nine Rivers and Four Devils!"

Ma Zhan looked in the direction of the voice and saw that Uncle Tian had a pair of rings in his hands.

The round blade was shining with a cold light. This was the first time Ma Zhan had seen such a cold weapon.

"Four Evils? Aren't there three people?"

As Ma Zhan finished speaking, a huge hammer fell on the protective formation covering the pavilion.

The red-haired hammer-wielding giant used up almost all of his strength, and tremendous power burst out from his exploding muscles.

After a few green ripples appeared in the defense formation, it returned to calm.

The formation is most effective against brute force, and a hammer blow like this is unlikely to directly shake the formation.

However, after this hammer strike, the tortoise shell in Mengyao's hand seemed to have cracks as thin as hair.

Ma Zhan and the others may not know the key, but Meng Yao frowned, which shows how powerful this hammer is.

'The Nine Rivers flow down to Jintangwei, with three floating bridges and two checkpoints.'

Jintang was one of the largest states in the Liang State.

Nine rivers in the state flow into the sea, and there are countless natural river ports and seaports. It is one of the most important water and land ports in Liang State.

The natural environment of Tianjin and Tangshan has created many people who make a living from the docks.

Therefore, the Cao Gang in Tianjin and Tangzhou was very powerful.

The business of Caobang directly affects the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the people in Tianjin and Tangshan.

The current leader of the Cao Gang has gathered many experts, a mixed crowd.

Among them, the "Four Evils of Jiujiang" have the most outstanding combat power and are the gang leader's most trusted personal guards.

Appearing on Penglai Mountain at this time, Uncle Tian was already certain in his heart.

The Tianjin and Tangshan Cao Gang is closely linked to this assassination.

Just as the giant hammer continued to attack the protective formation, dozens of figures landed near the Tide Viewing Pavilion.

After seeing several people clearly, Uncle Tian couldn't help but take a breath.

Three middle-aged men in green clothes, holding pistols.

They are the three most proud disciples of the current Meishan Sect Leader.

The three brothers have been known as the "Three Heroes of Meishan" for more than ten years.

One in black and one in white, a man and a woman holding long swords, are the daughter and son-in-law of the leader of the Yulong Gang.

The fairy couple that countless people in the world envy, the "Mandarin Duck Swords".

The two girls carrying baskets and wearing flowery robes are the Yishan tea pickers who have been passed down from generation to generation by the Yishan School.

The old man standing with his hands folded and carrying a huge sword on his back is the "Big Tooth Old Man" worshipped by the Taishan Gate.

. . .

In addition, there are many other people in the martial arts world who have different weapons in their hands, although they are not famous figures in the martial arts world for a long time.

But looking at their fearless expressions, you can tell that they are desperate criminals who have walked through fire and water.

Uncle Tian was a martial artist in his early years. Although he was not well-known in the territory of Liang State, he was considered a top-notch master.

Later, he took refuge in the Prince Jin's Mansion. With the help of the training resources provided by the palace, his strength was further improved, enough to rival the leader of a major sect in the martial arts world.

Facing so many famous figures in the underworld at the same time, Uncle Tian couldn't help but feel nervous.

There was no time to investigate who could mobilize so many martial arts masters at the same time.

His brain was working at full speed, thinking about how to escape from this desperate place as quickly as possible.

Although Ma Zhan didn't recognize these monsters and demons, he knew that this time there would be no peaceful resolution.

"How should I run away later? Zhao Hui has Old Man Tian to protect him from the trouble he caused. Who will protect me? Where the hell is Ma Lao Er?"

Isn’t this the territory of that Taoist Wu?

Oh... Old Zamao has gone into seclusion.

Where are the people from Penglai Academy? Where are Zhao Hui's teachers? Where are those boastful teachers...

Ma Zhan leaned close to Guo Shanfeng's ear and whispered.

"I'll find a way to take Mengyao away later, and then ask the Second Master to rescue me."

Guoshanfeng did not respond, which was considered as his agreement.

Mengyao and Ma Zhan looked at each other, and seeing Ma Zhan's undeniable look, Mengyao stopped worrying.

Just as the people in the Tide Viewing Pavilion had different thoughts, all thinking about how to deal with the next situation.

Mengyao threw the tortoise shell upwards, taking advantage of the huge force from the giant hammer.

In an instant, the huge power accumulated in the defensive formation was released.

Mengyao's attainments in formations have surpassed his grandfather, and this time he did not set up a simple protective formation.

While defending, the formation can also absorb external forces that intend to destroy the formation.

As the tortoise shell shattered, several waves of arrows and the accumulated power of the giant hammer.

With the Tide Viewing Pavilion as its center, it exploded in all directions.