It turned out that they were Ming Cult disciples from other branches who had rushed to Cangzhou City to help. They did not expect that they would be discovered by the imperial court's soldiers stationed outside the city before they even entered Cangzhou City!
Coincidentally, the rebel army was rampant here. When they saw the two sides fighting, they actually wanted to exterminate them at the same time because they had more people!
There were seven or eight rebel armies in the Cangzhou Prefecture. They were all spontaneously revolted by the various counties in the Cangzhou Prefecture.
Although they were all volunteer armies, no one was willing to submit to the other, and each had their own leader. It was precisely because of this that these volunteer armies were more like a plate of loose sand.
But even so, the number advantage of the Revolutionary Army and the equipment of the Yuan Imperial Court were far superior to the Ming Cult disciples who had rushed over to support them!
After all, there were only a few hundred of them. The leader was a relatively strong second-rate expert among them. Chen An was currently trapped in this village. He was surrounded by enemies from both sides and was outnumbered!
There were originally a hundred Ming Cult disciples, but there were only about fifty of them left alive. It could be said that they had suffered heavy casualties!
As for these commoners, they were implicated because of this. They were massacred by the Yuan Dynasty soldiers and the Revolutionary Army. It could be said to be an undeserved disaster!
"Indiscriminately killing the innocent!"
Yang Buhui looked at the people fighting in front of him and comforted the child who was still trembling unconsciously in his arms. He gritted his teeth and said," These Revolutionary Army and Imperial Court soldiers are not good people!”
Yan Qingcheng watched the actions of the rebel army, his eyes icy cold.
Although he, Yan Qingcheng, had never been a kind person, he would never stand idly by and watch these commoners be treated as sacrifices by these people and slaughtered casually!
Turning around to look at Wei Yixiao, Yan Qingcheng ordered," Bat King, go save those villagers and get rid of the soldiers there!”
"Yes, sir! Cult Master!"
Wei Bat Monarch looked at the strong soldiers of the imperial court and revealed a wicked smile. His sharp teeth could be seen vaguely. Dust rose from his feet and he turned into a green bolt of lightning in a flash. He charged into the midst of the soldiers and saved the villagers.
"Buhui, stay here and protect the child and this disciple. Eagle King, come with me!”
Yan Qingcheng turned his head and stared coldly at the people who were slaughtering in the middle.
"Giddy! Drive! Kill him!"
A few cavalrymen noticed the commotion and rode their horses, charging towards Yan Qingcheng with their long sabers in their hands!
Yan Qingcheng's lips curled into a cold smile, and his gaze turned murderous at the same time!
Clang!
The Chunjun was unsheathed!
Yan Qingcheng's white robe fluttered lightly, the ancient sword in his hand faintly glinting with a cold light. His long black hair danced in the wind, and he actually arrived beside the few cavalry in a flash!
Chi!
A sharp sword light flashed. The horse was still running forward, but the soldier's expression froze into a ferocious one and he directly fell off the horse!
There was only a very thin line of blood left on his throat. His eyes were wide open, and he died with grievances.
A sword to the throat!
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing a third-rate expert. The reward is 100 points!”
When the other cavalrymen saw the death of their companions, they looked at the cold-eyed youth in shock. They could not believe what had happened in a flash.
However, they did not have time to think about it.
Swoosh!
The sword in Yan Qingcheng's hand was as fast as lightning. In just a few flashes of light, the people on the horses didn't even have time to make a sound before they were killed by his sword!
Killing people was like cutting grass!
"Ding! Congratulations to user for killing a soldier. Reward: 20 points!”
"Ding! Congratulations to user for killing a volunteer soldier. Reward: 20 points!”
"Ding! Congratulations to user for killing a soldier. Reward: 20 points!”
"Ding! Congratulations to user for killing a volunteer soldier. Reward: 20 points!”
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The system notifications rang out one after another. Yan Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and looked up at the others.
The surrounding people all looked at the white-robed youth in bewilderment. They did not know which side he was from. His sword technique was actually so superb!
The heavily injured man in purple also widened his eyes and looked at Yan Qingcheng, who was holding the Chunjun Ancient Sword. The corner of his white clothes was blown up by the wind.
He stood in the middle of the Asura Arena, which was littered with corpses, like a messenger from hell. The aura on his body was actually so powerful that it made people cower in fear.
His eyes were dull as he muttered," No wonder people in the martial arts world say that Cult Master has always hidden his strength and is decisive and ruthless when he attacks. I didn't expect him to be so shocking!”
When Yang Buhui heard the purple-robed man's words, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes. He said,"Of course. My Brother Yan's potential is beyond their reach!”
A leading general looked at Yan Qingcheng with a bewildered gaze. He had not expected such a powerful figure to appear out of nowhere. Could it be that Ming Cult disciple?
"Who are you?"
Yan Qingcheng raised his eyes, his black hair dancing in the wind. He saw the fear in these people's eyes and suddenly revealed a very shallow smile.
After saying that, Yan Qingcheng actually rushed forward directly. The Chun Jun in his hand did not stop. Those people did not have time to resist at all and were already close to him!
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
The swords and sabers fell to the ground together. Everyone recovered from the elegant and heroic scene and realized that the weapons in the hands of the few people had fallen to the ground along with their wrists!
"Ah!"
"My hand! Save me!"
There was a wave of wails. The four people in the middle screamed miserably as they held onto their already broken wrists. They looked at Yan Qingcheng, not daring to take another step forward!
This Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God focused on the Shenmen acupoint on the wrist. There were a total of thirteen moves, and each move was different. However, the places that were stabbed were all the enemy's Shenmen acupoint.
The Shenmen acupoint was at the end of the auspicious bone behind the palm. After the enemy was hit by the sword, the palm could no longer exert any strength.
However, Yan Qingcheng had slightly modified this sword technique. The moves in his hands became more and more fierce and varied. Not only did he attack the Shenmen acupoint, but he also cut off the other party's wrist in an instant. His attacks were swift and fierce, making people tremble in fear!
It was unknown when the surrounding Revolutionary Army and Yuan Dynasty soldiers had started to gather around Yan Qingcheng. There were quite a number of them, and all of them held weapons in their hands, their eyes filled with vigilance.
The ancient sword in Yan Qingcheng's hand hadn't been sheathed yet. At this moment, it had been polished by the bloody light. When he suddenly raised his eyes to look at them, everyone was so frightened that they took two steps back!
The leading general's face darkened. He clearly did not expect this young youth to actually make everyone cower before they even fought!
"There are so many of us, why should we be afraid of him alone? Everyone, charge forward together!"
"Charge! Kill him!"
"So many people attacking together! Kill him!"
"Kill them!"
Yan Qingcheng looked at the dozen or so soldiers of the Yuan Imperial Court and the rebel army who were stubbornly resisting. They were actually attacking from both sides, hoping to kill Yan Qingcheng with the advantage of numbers!
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