Dahai Mountain, more than 20 silver python army soldiers were furious and surrounded Tun Yongfan!
"Cheers!"
Hong Yongfan's eyes bulged like a bellows, his hand holding the iron spear sweeping horizontally, as if a large scraper was scraping past!
Wow!
Those soldiers had already retreated and dodged. Suddenly, a large gap appeared around him. At this moment, Teng Yongfan could only rely on this trick to avoid being slashed by a group of people at the same time!
While Deng Yongfan's crazy swing had a force of several thousand kilograms.
Even with heavy armor, the body would still be shaken and injured.
"This barbarian has internal energy, his power is great. Brothers be careful, exhaust him to death!" shouted Du Yanlong, the one-eyed dragon soldier, as more than 20 silver python soldiers surrounded and killed Teng Yongfan, just like a pack of wolves killing an old tiger, taking turns biting and retreating whenever Teng Yongfan launched a frenzied attack.
It was deadly that this group of people were all wearing heavy armor, and if it weren't for the fact that they were stabbed in the face mask and other weak defensive areas, these soldiers would not have been killed.
"Hmph!" Hong Yongfan's left arm had another knife wound, now he had more than a dozen wounds on his body. Fortunately, his Tiger Fist training was somewhat successful, allowing him to slightly control his muscles. With the help of internal energy control, the bleeding wasn't severe.
"Run away!"
Teng Yongfan was cut by a knife at the same time, and immediately let out a loud roar. His body suddenly sprang out, his left hand like an iron claw, grasping the opponent's wrist tightly. "Good!" Teng Yongfan's eyes lit up, using the soldier's body as a weapon, and swung it wildly -
Ah!
Who would have thought that the soldier's wrist, weak as it was, would snap under the force. The severed hand, still clad in its steel gauntlet, lay on Tan Yongfan's palm, while the soldier himself let out a blood-curdling scream and flew backward! After all, the heavy armor plating on his arm and the gauntlet were not connected, so it was no surprise that the weak wrist would snap under the force of several thousand kilograms.
That soldier was flung through the air and knocked down three soldiers with a loud crash.
"Ah~~" A hand was severed, and the soldier let out a painful wail.
Clutching a severed hand, Teng Yongfan suddenly let out a loud roar: "You bunch of dog bastards, come on! Today I'll kill one to make up for my losses, and if I kill another, that's a bonus! Come on, you dog bastards!" His eyes were bloodshot, and he was completely crazed. Teng Yongfan didn't care about his own injuries at all. He just wanted to seize any opportunity...
Killing one is enough!
Those soldiers looked at each other.
"Brothers, don't be afraid of getting hurt. Take him down with one blow!" The one-eyed soldier let out a furious roar, and the more than twenty soldiers immediately charged forward without regard for their own lives.
Originally everyone wanted to avoid getting hurt and kill Long Yifan.
It seems unlikely now.
"Dog's head!" Teng Yongfan, covered in blood all over his body, with eyes blazing red, stared fixedly at the one-eyed soldier who was leading the charge. At this moment, he didn't care about the sharp blades of the other soldiers chopping towards him, let out a low growl, and with a sudden burst of strength, kicked both legs violently, like an old tiger suddenly pouncing out!
He leapt recklessly and unexpectedly dodged quite a few knives.
Years of hammering iron had long since developed his robust arm muscles, and powerful strength surged into the iron spear in his hand. "Die!" Teng Yongfan's eyes were about to burst!
A streak of black lightning!
Teng Family Manor's sole attacking move—Middle Flat Thrust!!!
The one-eyed soldier also roared and slashed out with his sword!
"Clang!"
All that could be heard was a crisp sound, the iron spear scraping against the war knife, and the spearhead actually pierced directly through the face mask, instantly piercing the other eye of the one-eyed soldier!
Pfft!
A bullet through the head!
"Ah!" Teng Yongfan's body suddenly convulsed, and a war knife heavily chopped across his back! "Pffft---" Fresh blood sprayed wildly, a tragic beauty.
After being killed until now, although he had been stabbed many times, none of them were fatal wounds. But this knife, however, made Teng Yongfan's entire lower body suddenly go completely soft, losing all sensation, and involuntarily... Teng Yongfan was about to fall to the ground.
"Ahhh!!!" Teng Yongfan let out a final low growl from his throat, turned around and fiercely threw the long spear in his hand.
"Whoosh!"
The long spear was suspended in mid-air with a faint afterimage, directly piercing the chest of a Silver Anaconda soldier, causing the heavy armor on his chest to be slightly dented. The soldier himself was also thrown flying by the force of the impact.
"Kill him!" The other soldiers immediately surrounded Teng Yongfan, who was already lying on the ground.
"Roar~~~~"
A low, thick and terrifying roar that shook people's souls suddenly came from a cave several meters away. Just hearing the roar made more than 20 Silver Python Army soldiers turn their heads in shock... They saw a figure quickly emerging from the mouth of the bottomless cave.
"Quickly, run away!" The person who rushed out had eyes full of terror.
"Commander!" More than twenty soldiers were shocked and rushed out. The person who came out was the leader of the twenty people who entered the bottomless cave, their centurion!
"Ah!"
A dark shadow emerged from the cave, and the silver python army's hundred-man commander was instantly knocked to the ground. "Ah!" The desperate cry of pain suddenly stopped, and a strong fishy smell spread out, this smell was just like the stench of rotting dead fish. Everyone stared at the monster that rushed out in shock.
This was a monster that resembled a centipede, its body as long as two zhang, but only three chi in height. Each of its claws shone with an icy luster, like sharp blades. Its body was covered in glossy black scales.
A pair of huge eyes, with only a small black dot in the center, and the rest of the eyes were a miserable white.
His mouth, with two protruding fangs, resembled a pair of large scissors.
"Monster!"
The monster killed the centurion and immediately pounced on other soldiers. At this moment, Teng Yongfan, who was lying on the ground, gritted his teeth: "There's nowhere else to escape!" Although he had no feeling in his lower body, he suddenly exerted force with both arms and rushed towards the cave entrance. The monster immediately bit at Teng Yongfan.
"Whoosh!" Teng Yongfan's leg was torn off by the monster, and blood gushed out. But Teng Yongfan immediately propped himself up with both hands, without slowing down in the slightest, and directly plunged into the bottomless pit.
"Roar!!"
In the beast's roar, the Silver Python Army soldiers initially resisted, but after more than a dozen people died in an instant, they fled one by one in a frenzy.
*******
Late afternoon, on the edge of Dayan Mountain.
Teng Qinghao looked far away at Teng's village below the mountain, carefully distinguishing: "No soldiers from Qinghu Island!" Immediately, he flew towards Teng's village. To be cautious, he did not enter through the main gate, but instead climbed over the wall directly from the west side of Teng's village into Teng's village.
In fact, all the soldiers on Qinghu Island have been rounded up.
Even if patrolling, it is impossible for soldiers to be stationed in Zhuangzi.
In the martial arts arena of Heng's family village, many people from various tribes gathered here, each with a sense of unease in their hearts.
"Tribe leader, Master Fu, and Qinghao, why haven't they come back yet?"
"They will definitely come later."
"A Lan sister, the tribe leader will be back soon."
Yuan Lan, already over forty, had some gray hair, and her eyes were red and swollen as she stared at the entrance of the martial arts arena, looking far into the distance. She was waiting... longing for her man to appear in sight.
"Qinghao is back!" A sudden cheer erupted.
Everyone immediately turned their heads to look towards the source of the sound, and saw in the west a figure covered in blood running over with several tribesmen, it was Teng Qinghao, the captain of the hunting team from Tengjiazhuang.
"Qīng Hào!"
"Dad!"
Hong Qings wife and a pair of children rushed over with joy. The other clan members also went over excitedly.
"Qinghao is back, Fangge and the others should be back too." Yuan Lan's face showed a hint of joy as she rushed over.
Hong Qinghao hugged his two children and couldn't help but burst into tears.
Almost...
He would never see his children again, nor his wife.
"Qinghao, where is your father? And what about your uncle Yongfan?" asked the old clan leader, Fu Yunlong.
Hong Qinghao was taken aback, looked up at the crowd. Especially seeing the red and swollen eyes, looking at him expectantly, Yuan Lan. He couldn't help but grit his teeth, saying in a low voice: "The bastards on Qinghu Island, ordered to kill all our hunters! My dad died saving me. Uncle Yongfan was surrounded by those soldiers... I'm the only one who escaped."
"What did you say? What are you talking about?" Yuan Lan stared with wide eyes, hardly daring to believe.
"Yongfan Uncle was surrounded by a group of Silver Python soldiers... I didn't see Yongfan Uncle die. However..." Tong Qinghao's voice trailed off.
Everyone fell silent.
Teng Yongfan, without his heavy armor, was surrounded by a group of soldiers. The outcome was predictable.
"No, no......" Yuan Lan shook her head repeatedly.
She couldn't believe that the man who had been with her for most of her life was gone! From childhood, they were together, growing up as neighbors and eventually getting married. After a long time, they finally had a son - Teng Qing Shan. Three years later, they also had a daughter - Teng Qing Yu.
All these years, the couple had hardly ever quarreled.
They didn't have a sensational romance, nor did they understand it. All she knew was to cook meals for her man and do his laundry... That kind of care and mutual support had already become second nature to them. After decades together, the two were like mandarin ducks that had long since become one entity, inseparable from each other.
"No, no......" Yuan Lan's face turned white as a sheet, without a hint of blood color.
"Alan, Alan." Teng Yunlong shouted repeatedly.
"Pffft." A thread of bright red blood flowed from the corner of Yuan Lan's mouth, and her head spun as she fell to the ground, powerless.
Hong Yunlong hugged his daughter and rushed to the doctor's house in the village.
"Hurry." Teng Qinghao urged, "Find a horse for me, I'm going to Jiangning." The reason he returned to the Teng family village was precisely to ride a horse to Jiangning; if he relied on his two legs, when would he arrive?
"Qinghao, don't worry." His wife said, "Today you and the clan leaders were taken away, Old Clan Leader, he immediately arranged for Yong Lei to lead people to Jiangning to find Qingshan. I estimate that by now, they have already arrived in Jiangning."
……
Late afternoon, the sky was dark, Jiangning Prefecture, outside the Teng Mansion.
Teng Yonglei, a one-armed man, and three other men from Tengjiacun village arrived here under the leadership of a Hei Jiajun soldier.
"This is where the great leader resides." The black armored soldier said.
"Thank you." Teng Yonglei said gratefully, and immediately walked towards the gate. The guard at the door was about to stop him, but Teng Yonglei shouted loudly: "Qing Yu!"
The green rain just walked past the front yard, turned his head and looked back, and was overjoyed: "Uncle!" Then he immediately rushed out happily.
"Uncle, Qingyang brother, how did you come?" Qingyu looked very excited.
"Hurry up and take me to see your brother." Teng Yonglei said repeatedly.
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