Comprehensive film and television: Make trouble before lying down

In the square, the two groups drew their swords and faced each other, ready to fight. Gong Shangjiao was waiting, waiting for the time for the medicine to take effect.

Dian Zhu was also waiting, waiting for his prey to show up. Seeing Gong Shangjiao raise his hand and make an attacking gesture, he immediately gave an order, and at the end he quickly spoke to Zi Yi who was standing beside him.

"Don't worry about the fight when it starts. Just go find the Cloud Light Sword. I'm determined to get it."

"Yes--"

Dian Zhu showed a bloodthirsty smile, looked at Gong Shangjiao, and said loudly.

"Whoever kills the most people today will be rewarded. Anyone who dares to take a step back will be killed without mercy!"

Gong Shangjiao also stared into the other person's eyes, raised his hand, and said to the archer: "Release——"

"Come on -"

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

The crossbows were extremely fast, shooting into the crowd with a "Puff Puff" sound. People kept falling down in Wufeng, but those who fell did not get to rest. Instead, they were used by the so-called "companions" to block them.

Dian Zhu and a few people around him slowly retreated into the team to protect them, while also rushing towards the palace gate.

Gong Shangjiao led his men to run and retreat, with no intention of fighting at all.

Dianzhu knew that there was a trap waiting for him ahead, but he had no intention of retreating, which would only cost him a life.

Gong Shangjiao also calculated this, and kept taking Wufeng's people for a walk until the crossbows stopped. He saw the right opportunity, flew to the tall building, and looked down at Wufeng's people from above.

Dian Zhu moved, leaped up, stepped on the crowd and stabbed towards Gong Shangjiao.

Facing Dian Zhu, Gong Shangjiao could only defend himself, and after just a few rounds, he was at a disadvantage.

"Let me help you—"

There are not many people who can be mobilized from the back mountain. They have their own missions. The old generation in the front mountain have passed away, and the middle-aged generation were almost wiped out when Wufeng attacked the palace gate last time. Only the old man Zhiren passed away not long ago.

Now there are only a few who have not grown up and two elders.

Seeing that Gong Shangjiao was defeated, the two elders Hua and Xue could only step forward.

"We're here to help you too—"

Prince Yue, Prince Xue and Prince Xue Chongzi also rushed out of the team.

"What? Do you think I have no one? Your opponent is here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a flying sickle flashed with golden light, blocking the way of Xue Chongzi and his companions. At the same time, several men in black followed behind them, each of them with strong martial arts skills.

These people fought as if they were risking their lives, using an injury-for-injury strategy. As long as they attacked fast enough and dodged fast enough, others would be unable to do anything to them.

This caused a great loss to the group of people in the back mountain who were isolated from the world and believed that human nature was good. They did not take ruthless action, but the people in Wufeng would not appreciate their kindness. In return, they were only ridiculed more unscrupulously.

"How naive! Remember, the man who killed you is called Han Yi Ke. When you reach the underworld, don't forget to tell him my name."

In a short while, Master Xue was stabbed with many swords. The once elegant young man had become a bloody man. Xue Chongzi's eyes were bloodshot, and he raised his sword and chopped at her fiercely.

Gong Shangjiao was finding it increasingly difficult to fight. Even with the two elders present, he was still hit multiple times. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. As he turned around, a chill struck his back.

clang! ! !

"Brother—I'm here to help you!"

A hidden weapon brushed past the edge of Gong Shangjiao's clothes and hit the weapon behind him.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

Three hidden weapons were thrown at Dian Zhu in succession, forcing him to retract his sword, take two steps back, and look behind Gong Shangjiao.

"Great! You came at the perfect time. I was just worried I couldn't find you, and now you've arrived."

Gong Shangjiao turned sideways, revealing two red figures behind him.

Jiu Ning and Gong Yuanzheng looked at each other coldly. Without saying a word, they raised their swords at the same time, took a step forward, and rushed towards the bamboo thorns.

"Ice Art——"

Two sword intentions with a chilling aura passed through Dianzhu's sword and pierced into his shoulders. The opponent quickly retreated and fell down from the tall building in a mess.

"kill!"

The two men did not move, and the people in Wufeng were also puzzled as to who the "kill" was directed at.

But someone in Wufeng's team moved, and two figures quickly rushed towards Dianzhu, one on the left and one on the right, with short blades sliding out of their sleeves.

clang! clang!

There was a sound of two weapons colliding. Dian Zhu, holding two silver needles in his hands, looked angrily at the person who attacked him and the two people who stood in front of him.

"Jackdaw Fourth, Jackdaw Seven, I never thought you would betray me. You deserve to die. Kill him for me."

"Yes--"

The next moment, two long swords were raised high, slid across a semicircle, and stabbed straight at the person behind them from under the armpits.

puff!

Dian Zhu never expected that the sword that was supposed to stab the opposite side turned around and stabbed into his abdomen.

"No—lie down—"

Two swords were drawn out, and suddenly, a row of black metal balls appeared above everyone's heads and exploded.

Bang bang bang! ! !

Before Jackdaw Si and Jackdaw Qi could figure out what was going on, someone grabbed their arms and flew away from the Wufeng team.

When he turned around and looked at Dian Zhu again, half of the other person's clothes were torn and covered in blood, but he still didn't die.

"Look... you Wufeng people, dying for your companions seems to have become a tradition. Who knows who will be quicker next time, so be careful of those around you."

Dianzhu glanced angrily at Jiu Ning who was speaking, and threw away the tattered "corpse" in his hand. It was called a corpse, but it was still breathing.