Chapter 75: Massacre
With a faint murderous intent, Ding Dian slowly walked towards the robust young man. At this moment, his anger in his heart reached its peak. Zhao Ji had no doubt that he would make a move to kill.
"You, what are you trying to do? If you dare kill me, my big brother Tie Zhuang will definitely not let you off."
Perhaps feeling a great disaster approaching, a middle-aged man's face showed a hint of fear, and he said in a stern but gentle tone.
The Green Camp has a gang of three hundred people, the leader is Tie Bi Shou Liu, who has some fame in the Jianghu, and the second-in-command is a fierce young man nicknamed Man Niu.
Manchu is big and strong, but he's not that kind of bold man. On the contrary, his courage is not great. If it weren't for his powerful physique and good kung fu skills, how could he be the second master of the Green Camp?
Feeling Ding Dian's murderous intent, Man Niu felt a sense of fear in his heart. He raised the iron arm and mentioned Liu's name, wanting to make him cautious.
However, Ding Dian was not moved at all. He raised his hand, clearly about to strike the fatal blow, causing Man Niu to cower in fear and beg: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I don't want to die!"
The barbarian's reaction was that of a cowardly wretch, which astonished everyone who saw it. No one could have imagined that such a person would be so afraid of death.
"Unbelievable! This big guy looks like a tough man, but unexpectedly, he's so afraid of death, what a waste of his physique!"
Lu Qiushui said in surprise.
"Who says that a big guy must be a tough guy? This is clearly a prejudice. As the saying goes, 'don't judge a person by their appearance', this guy is a perfect example. This kind of scoundrel can only bully ordinary people, but once they encounter someone ruthless, they're done for."
Zhao Ji smiled coldly and said disapprovingly.
The villagers' last bit of fear towards the Green Camp disappeared in an instant when they saw the ferocious cow's fearful appearance.
"Spare him, don't hurt the master of the house."
Just as Ding Dian was about to make his move and kill the fierce bull, a loud shout came from afar, followed by the appearance of a group of people on horseback.
This group of people, feared to be over a hundred in number, had nearly half of them riding horses. When they arrived within a few li, upon discovering that the wild oxen might be killed, those mounted bandits galloped forward first.
Within a distance of less than one li, under the swift galloping of horses, they arrived in an instant. These people rushed towards Ding Yuan, with swords and knives drawn.
Affected by these people who suddenly appeared, Ding Dian hesitated for a moment and did not immediately kill the bull. After a few breaths, he lost his best chance.
About thirty riders all charged towards Ding Dian, attracting his attention. Taking this opportunity, the fierce bull got up and ran away, hiding behind them.
"Lo girl, it seems that I don't need you to help me bring those ten horses anymore. The mountain bandits from the Green Camp are really considerate, they know that I'm short of horses and they're delivering them right to my doorstep. What good people!"
Seeing the hundred or so bandits coming in two waves, Zhao gave a cold smile, and for an instant, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. At the same time, he turned to Luo Qiushui and said with a smile.
"Pfft."
Zhao Ji's words were so funny that Luo Qiushui couldn't help but burst out laughing on the spot. She shot Zhao Ji a reproachful glance and said with a charming smile: "Brother Zhao, how can you be like this? With a great enemy in front of us, you still have the heart to make jokes."
"Hmph, great enemy, they're not even worthy."
Zhao Ji snorted and said disapprovingly.
"Luó girl, you stay here and be careful, I'm going to help Brother Ding."
About thirty bandits, all of whom were skilled in martial arts. Among them, there were several third-rate martial artists. The two small leaders who came last time were also among them.
About thirty men, riding horses and charging horizontally, rushed towards Ding Dian at high speed, using the powerful momentum of their horses to raise the knives and swords in their hands and slash at Ding Dian.
A flash of knife light dazzled the eyes, mixed into a messy glow, carrying a fierce killing intent, enveloping Ding Tian.
Ding Dian fell into the midst of flashing knives, but he was not afraid at all. With just a pair of bare palms, he fought fiercely with more than thirty bandits, not only did he not fall behind, but he moved freely and easily.
"This guy is indeed formidable, but I'm not convinced, let's join forces and take him down."
Having escaped the danger, the fierce bull let out a cold sweat and didn't recover for quite some time. When he saw that more than thirty people couldn't do anything to Ding Dian, he revealed a ferocious and venomous gaze, preparing to make his move.
With the mixed yuan hammer in hand, he took a few steps forward with a "thud thud thud" sound. Just as the fierce cow was about to join the battle group, a figure flashed before his eyes and someone blocked his way.
"Despicable wretch, don't think that relying on numbers will make you victorious. Come, let me teach you a lesson with my Hunyuan Hammer."
The autumn water sword flashed a ray of light, the sword tip pointed at the fierce bull, Zhao Ji said with disdain.
Without giving the fierce bull a chance to speak, Zhao Ji took a step forward and with a shock of his Autumn Water sword, directly stabbed at the bull's throat.
The next moment, the two clashed together in a fierce battle, with flashes of sword light accompanied by bursts of air explosions, making the empty space seem to ripple with waves.
The situation of the battle was indeed roughly as Zhao Ji guessed. The two men exchanged dozens of moves, but it was difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, and they remained in a stalemate.
Zhao Ji's martial arts routine is of a light and agile school. His qinggong (lightness skill) is highly accomplished, his swordsmanship is also unpredictable and has great lethality.
The barbaric cow is just the opposite of Zhao Ji, with a fierce and violent fighting style, every move and technique has tremendous power, but his body method is not very flexible.
This violent and light, are just two extremes, with no distinction between high and low. The cultivation of the two is almost the same, which is why they have been fighting for a long time without distinguishing between high and low.
Zhao Ji was unable to achieve anything here, but Ding Dian took the lead. His pair of flesh palms were as powerful as divine weapons, and when he unleashed them, their power was astonishing. After fifty moves, they finally saw blood.
Whether or not he deeply resented the two mountain bandit leaders who had come to disrupt his wedding last time, taking revenge, when Ding Dian unleashed his divine power and started killing people, the first two were the cunning and ugly little leaders from last time.
Once he had gained an overwhelming advantage, and with blood on his hands, Ding Tian became even more ruthless, snatching a long knife to hand, and launching a flurry of swift and deadly slashes, each one killing a man, truly ferocious beyond compare.
At this time, the 70 or 80 bandits from the Green Camp arrived on foot from the rear. Seeing Ding Dian's mighty and unstoppable aura, everyone's face turned slightly pale, and they were hesitant about whether to join the battle when the Wild Bull spoke up.
"What are you standing there for? Come and help me quickly, let's kill this kid together."
After a long battle, he couldn't defeat Zhao Ji in any way, and couldn't even touch his body. The fierce warrior was furious but helpless. At this time, the reinforcements arrived, and he was overjoyed.
A group of Green Camp bandits, after hesitating for a moment, "hula" all rushed towards Zhao Ji, each one vying to be the first.
In fact, they are also picking soft persimmons to pinch. If the fierce cow lets them go and kill Ding Dian, they may not dare, after all, Ding Dian's one-man-one-knife, bloodthirsty and crazy state, is quite chilling.
As for Zhao Ji, he was much easier to deal with. With the fierce warriors in front holding him off and those on the side assisting, they might be able to kill him after all.
