This token is the personal token of the king's master. If you hold it, you can temporarily give orders to the disciples below the elder. This fat man is the close trust of the king's master. It is said that he is still a close cousin, so if the king's master has any messages or orders, it will be conveyed through this person.
Not long ago, this man was hurriedly given this token by the king's master and came here to invite Elder Li to go up the mountain to discuss. However, after passing the order, the fat man felt that it was too hard to get off the sunset peak and rush back immediately, so he relied on his own favor to stay in Li's house to rest for a while and then return to the peak.
Elder Li had no choice but to agree to him, but he did not dare to neglect. He hurried to the sunset peak with Zhang Shuer and several other disciples.
As a result, not long after, there was a big change on the mountain. The fat man was extremely timid and naturally unwilling to go back alone.
The people in the yard are the families of the gangs living in the nearby Qixuanmen. Most of them don't know any martial arts, so they are confused. These people are all panicked and don't know what to do?
Fortunately, Ma Rong was quite opinionated. He quickly asked Li Feiyu's more than 20 subordinates to help. He gathered these people together and gathered them all to prevent them from running around in the dark and encountering any accidents.
Because this place is relatively remote, it is a house built in a mountain pass, so although they heard the sound of the police and shouting, the people here did not know anything about the specific things that happened outside.
Therefore, after Ma Rong finished all this, he planned to send some people outside to inquire about the news. This fat man, who did not know the slightest martial arts, emerged again at this time. He not only stopped the investigation of the enemy's situation, but also relied on the token to take away Ma Rong's command of these foreign blade disciples in one fell swoop, and then planned to shrink here and do nothing like covering his ears and stealing bells.
Ma Rongke was well aware of the importance of understanding the enemy's situation. He quarreled with the other party several times, but he was suppressed by this fat man who was extremely afraid of death with the token of the king's master. Even Ma Rong himself was not allowed to investigate. It seemed that he regarded Ma Rong as a protective tool to save his life.
In this way, Ma Rong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot in the living room, but there was nothing he could do about this fat man who knew nothing. You should know that the crime of disobeying orders and acting without permission in Qixuanmen was very high. If it was light, he would abandon his martial arts skills and drive him out of the mountain gate. If he was serious, his life would be cut off. Because he knew that something shocking had happened outside, it was likely that he had reached the point of life and death, but he could not move here.
Just when Ma Rong couldn't wait to kill the so-called superior in front of him, Han Li and Li Feiyu didn't know what was happening here at all and rushed here.
On the way, they encountered the enemy's trail. They avoided it as much as possible, and tried to hide their traces as much as possible. It was not until they were only a mile away from Elder Li's residence that they were met by a group of people in blue clothes. They could no longer hide their bodies, and finally had their first head-on contact with the enemy.
Now these more than a dozen men in blue with steel knives surrounded them from all directions and trapped them in the middle.
Judging from the walking style, most of the people with a white thread embroidered on their sleeves have the worst martial arts skills; while two people with two white lines embroidered on their sleeves have much higher martial arts skills; but the highest one is the one with three white lines embroidered and a scar on his face. He is obviously the leader of this group.
The leader, the Scar Guest, was also carefully looking at the trapped people under him, and he felt a little strange.
It's no wonder that among these people, Li Feiyu's cloak is now dirty and torn, looking like a man on the mountain; while Han Li's eyes are dull and his skin is dark, like a dealer who can't do martial arts; the only thing that can put pressure on them is the tall, wearing a bucket hat on his head, and a blood-stained Quhun.
These three uncordent people stood together. Even the leader, who considered himself a veteran, was a little puzzled.
He winked at several of his subordinates, and then shouted loudly at the opposite side, "No matter who you are, Qixuanmen is over now. You surrender, but you will not die!"
Han Li smiled, turned to Li Feiyu and said, "Who did it? Are you still Quhun?"
Hearing this, Li Feiyu's eyes flashed fiercely, and he said sternly, "In terms of clothing, these people should be low-level disciples of the water gate. I have been chased and killed by the wolf gang for so long. Let me vent my anger on them first! And I just use their weapons together.
After saying that, he rushed out like a long rainbow and rushed to the man in blue closest to him in an instant.
The man was shocked. He was about to dance the steel knife, but suddenly felt that his hand was light. The knife had reached the hands of the enemy on the opposite side. He hurriedly retreated, but it was too late. After a white light flashed in front of him, he left.
Li Feiyu's series of movements were clean and fast, so that the rest of the disciples of the Broken Water Gate had already killed people before they could react.
The face of the rest of the people began to change greatly, especially the leader of the Scar, because his martial arts skills were much higher than others, so his heart was the most calm. He knew very well that he had met an amazing master who could not compete with them at all, so he ordered decisively:
"Retreat all of them. If you can run one by one, send a signal quickly and call for experts to reinforce!"
This sentence reminded the other blue-clothed people. With a bang, they changed from the original surrounding posture to the scattered and fled, rushing out in all directions. Some people ran back and put their hands into their arms, which seemed to be going to take out the so-called signal.
A man in blue embroidered with two white lines ran the fastest, and he had escaped several feet away after a few ups and downs.
He was secretly happy. He felt that he had hope to escape, but suddenly felt that the back of his neck was cold. A half-inch-long sword tip came out of the throat, and then immediately disappeared without a trace. He couldn't help but be horrrifying and wanted to shout, but he felt that his whole body seemed to be drained, becoming soft and unable to exert the slightest strength. Then he opened his eyes. He watched his body slowly fall down, his back collapsed to the ground, and could no longer move.
Only then did he realize that he was actually pierced by a sword from behind.
The man in green clothes was very unwilling. He had escaped so far, but why did he die so quickly?
He turned his head aside with great effort, and finally saw the last scene before his death: a shadow appeared behind a man in blue who had escaped the farthest. After a light sword, the shadow shook slightly and disappeared again. Then it immediately appeared behind another doorman, and the same white light flashed. At this time After being pierced by a sword, his body fell on the grass like himself, and blood came out of his throat.
After reading all this, the blue-clothed talent smiled and died calmly, because he knew that he would not be alone. Soon many people would come down to accompany him. The ghostly shadow would not let any of them go.