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It's hard to say how much of the "Holy Maiden" Sikong Nan of the Demonic Sect, once mentioned in the same breath as the Iron Arms Zhou Tong, actually owes to the Church of Mani. After all, she had been in hiding for more than a decade. When she reappeared, she didn't rashly attack Fang Baihua and others. It was only with this large-scale action, closely following from the rear, that people could truly appreciate her terror.

At this point in the chaos, those with weak martial arts had mostly been eliminated. The remaining fighters, if placed in the Jianghu, could at least approach the level of first-rate experts. Even considering fatigue and injuries, the fact that two such fighters were instantly killed upon contact was enough to demonstrate the opponent's terrifying skill, comparable to even Lin Echan or Zhou Tong.

Only Fang Qifo, Fang Baihua, and others clearly knew that Sikong Nan, who had been defeated by Fang Qifo, Fang La, and others more than a decade ago, was now nearly sixty years old.

This green figure, suddenly rushing in, was like a ghostly Shura. Wielding a palm in one hand and a short knife in the other, she charged into the rear ranks in the blink of an eye. The Church of Mani's once-profound martial arts in her hands possessed both the lightness and speed of a woman, and the unwavering determination and strength as if it was indestructible. After killing the two who had just made contact, the figure cut into the crowd like a wave. Even though the surrounding experts were prepared and didn't lose their lives in the initial exchange, they were either slashed away or forced back. It wasn't until Deng Yuanjue swung his Zen staff to assist that it was like a giant wave crashing onto a reef. After a few exchanges, Sikong Nan ghosted away and launched another attack on the others, while Deng Yuanjue's attack was steady, providing assistance everywhere, retreating while fighting.

The boiling cries of battle extended from the distance. Lin Echan, Wang Nantuo, and others had already caught up, mixed with a group of experts led by Zong Feixiao. Several notorious figures from the Green Forest followed nearby, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Further away, a large number of participants were still chasing.

The formation stretched out, torches flickered, as they headed toward the mountain.

At this point in the battle, Chen Fan had already handed Fang Qifo over to someone beside him to carry, rushing to the rear to assist others. He was proficient in all eighteen weapons and had solid basic skills, but his most fierce, bottom-of-the-box martial art was actually dual blades. As the saying goes, "Dual blades look for openings." In this chaotic, fleeing situation, when he wielded his dual blades and charged over, it was as if he had stirred up a whirlwind.

On the other hand, Fang Baihua's spear was like a dragon. Although she was a woman, her red spear carried a tragic and chilling aura from the battlefield, like a sweeping force on the iron horse. Among them, the Bao Guang Tathagata Deng Yuanjue held his staff like a mountain, being the most powerful. Only a few people, such as Lin Echan and Wang Nantuo, could directly contend with him when he swung his Zen staff.

However, among the pursuers, just Sikong Nan and Lin Echan alone were grandmaster-level experts comparable to Zhou Tong. Perhaps only Fang Qifo, when uninjured, could contend with them.

In addition, there was Wang Nantuo, who became bloodthirsty at the sight of Chen Fan, Zong Feixiao, who was pursuing from the side, and some rogue Green Forest men who had come for various purposes, as well as some relatively famous Jianghu powerhouses, including the evil owl Tunyun, who had rebuilt his iron kasaya. In terms of formation and numbers, they actually far surpassed Fang Baihua's side.

Barely holding back Sikong Nan and the others in the rear, the two sides chased and fled, but still several people either became isolated or were hit by hidden weapons, injured at the hands of the surging pursuers.

Blood spread, and the aura of death closely followed. Just as they were about to rush out of the forest, Sikong Nan swayed while running at high speed, slamming a palm towards a person in front of her. The expert slashed out with his curved saber, but before the blade could complete its move, *bang*, his head exploded like a watermelon. Sikong Nan flew past the exploding blood, without stopping for a moment, but just as she stepped out of the forest, several flashes of saber light simultaneously struck towards her from the darkness!

Icy killing intent enveloped her at the most impossible time!

The saber lights came from different directions, but their timing, speed, and coordination were impeccable. In an instant, Sikong Nan almost thought she had fallen into a trap set by a grandmaster, but then, a figure appeared in her mind.

It was the figure of a burly, tall middle-aged man from many years ago, seemingly reckless and boorish, but with a clear understanding always in his eyes. At this moment, as the saber lights converged, vaguely, it was as if the man had drawn his signature giant blade and slashed towards her, the strong wind whistling and the killing intent surging like a tsunami.

Domineering Saber, Ultimate Form, Spirit Driven Dream! (Shen Qu Yi Meng)

Liu Dabiao of the Domineering Saber back then was a bold and unrestrained man, even leaning towards crude and barbaric in his actions, always saying that a man must have muscles. But in reality, not many people knew that he was actually well-read. Just looking at how he casually named his daughter "Watermelon," only the set of Domineering Saber techniques he created had somewhat strange names, from the initial form of Protecting the Heavenly Pillar, to Intercepting the River and Pacifying the Sea, to Cutting Down the Cloud Mountain, all the way to Spirit Driven Dream, which more or less made people wonder what he was thinking.

But at this moment, only the killing intent contained within was real.

Sikong Nan drew her short knife.

The contact was only for an instant, and both sides retreated almost simultaneously. One of Sikong Nan's sleeves shattered in the night air, flying like a butterfly. On the other side, there were five people participating in the ambush, and only members of the Domineering Saber Manor could unleash Liu Dabiao's aura in their coordinated strikes.

Those ambushing here were "Ember Eradication Saber" Luo Bingren, "Nine Deaths Saber" Zheng Qiming, "Golden Back Saber" Zheng Huihuan, and the other two Domineering Saber Manor experts who had come out. In theory, with their level of martial arts, if the seven of them, who believed in "a life for a life, a debt to be repaid", acted together, neither Zhou Tong nor Liu Dabiao could resist them, but after all, there were fewer people here, and the martial arts of the other two Domineering Saber Manor members were not necessarily lower than theirs, but that was their own skill, and in this ambush, they couldn't exert their greatest power after all. Although they tore Sikong Nan's sleeve and even her arm, it was only a minor injury and could not determine the overall situation.

The exchange and scattering of the two sides was only a brief moment. At this time, a group of experts were still charging forward. In the midst of the chaos, a wooden wheelchair rolled down the mountainside outside the forest almost uncontrollably, at an alarming speed. Seated in the wheelchair was a petite girl wearing a blue floral dress with a thick white bandage wrapped around her forehead.

She came down in that wooden wheelchair, moving so fast and bumping up and down as if she didn't care that the wheelchair might be smashed at any moment. Only when a subordinate of Sikong Nan made a move towards her when she was about to rush into the forest, did the blood suddenly bloom. The girl rushed out with the momentum of the wheelchair, the saber light in her hand slashing, and in an instant, streaks of blood spread, actually having a bit of the feeling of Sikong Nan rushing into the crowd just now. Then, she heard the girl coldly shout, "Fatty!" She joined her dual blades together and slashed fiercely at Lin Echan, who was fighting with Deng Yuanjue!

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At this crucial moment, the arrival of the Domineering Saber Manor members may have slightly alleviated the crisis faced by Fang Baihua and others. However, in terms of the overall situation, this relief was not of great significance.

The fighting began to intensify from midnight and then spread into the distant belly of the mountain. Despite the hard fighting all the way, the number of opponents gathering had become increasingly large due to the delay. The loss of one or two experts on Sikong Nan's side was immediately replaced, but on Fang Baihua's side, when one or two people died, they were really dead.

Fang Baihua, Deng Yuanjue, Chen Fan, and other experts could initially form a line of defense to block Lin Echan and others in the rear, but soon after, this chasing and fleeing rear formation became a mixed battle where you were in me and I was in you. The monk named Tunyun and a group of Green Forest experts came from the side, and the constables led by Zong Feixiao ambushed and attacked with various means. From time to time, someone fell into the siege and was chopped into bloody minced meat. It was not until this side lost about forty people that a mountain depression appeared in front of them.

It was a slightly recessed mountain road, with mountainsides on both sides that seemed suitable for ambushes, but experts could still jump up. Reaching this point, Fang Qifo, who was already quite weak, gave the only instruction, letting everyone plunge directly into the mountain path.

Seeing the fleeing crowd so decisive, Zong Feixiao, who was closely following behind, was somewhat hesitant. The situation had changed quickly during this escape. The Ministry of Justice had not arranged any ambushes here. If the other side had arranged for reinforcements, and he rashly entered, the losses could be great. He told his subordinates to stop slightly and walk on the hillside next to him, while Sikong Nan, Lin Echan, and others still chased all the way in!

The massacre spread towards the front. Sikong Nan broke through the crowd, laughing and trying to rush towards Fang Qifo, who was being carried on someone's back. After being blocked, she killed two people, continuing to close the distance.

In the rear, Fan Zhong and Tie Tianying had also led their elite troops. Several people riding horses caught up with Zong Feixiao, chasing from the top of the dirt slope next to the mountain road. Moonlight faintly appeared at this time. Midnight had long passed. The dirt slope was covered with grass, trees, and sparse shadows. At the end of the line of sight, Sikong Nan, Lin Echan, Wang Nantuo, and other Church of Mani experts were still closing the distance with Fang Qifo in front, fighting with Fang Baihua and others, and the spreading mountain road turned into two paths in front, one going straight and the other extending diagonally to the side.

The fighting crowd was originally going straight, but at this point, the light of torches slightly lit up at the end of the mountain road in front. There were shadows of people and shadows of horses, probably a small group of people who had caught up, finally catching up ahead of everyone.

The few people running at the very front were immediately forced to run towards the fork in the road.

Regardless of which group of people who were rushing ahead wanting to take advantage, in short, they must not be friends of Fang Baihua and others. In the mountain road, Sikong Nan laughed miserably: "Haha, don't run--" On the hillside, Tie Tianying, Zong Feixiao, Fan Zhong, and others rode forward on their horses.

"Who is that…"

"Which side is it?"

"…Secret Intelligence Division?"

Among the three, Tie Tianying had sharp eyes. Approaching all the way, he first saw the vague outline of the people in the firelight. A scholar in front, facing the crowd that ran past, was still sitting steadily in a chair. He had previously thought that this person was Cheng Zhouhai, and didn't pay attention to him, but at this time, he more or less noticed something wrong with the other party's identity, and immediately frowned.

During the chase this night, Zong Feixiao and Fan Zhong had also received information about Cheng Zhouhai's identity. They immediately saw the impropriety, but on this night, it was no longer important for a mere person to hide his identity, and they didn't think much about it. When Tie Tianying stated the other party's identity, they looked at each other.

"This person isn't that Cheng Zhouhai…"

"Heart Demon?"

"What does this person… want to do…"

Perhaps many people were wondering what the twenty or so people who appeared at the end of the road, even lighting torches in advance, wanted to do. At this time, hundreds of people had already ran into the mountain road, and the people on the nearby hillside were also running and gathering, looking over there.

In the fighting ahead, a woman with blood stained on her body and a thick bandage wrapped around her forehead turned around while slashing. In the firelight over there, the scholar sitting in the chair seemed to straighten his body at this time.

The eyes of the two sides intersected for a moment.

In the wind, the scholar raised his hand and swiped it down.

"Release the arrows."

At this time, the first half of the group where Fang Qifo and others were had already ran into the fork in the road, a few experts were still entangled with Sikong Nan and others, and in the straight road behind, there were more Church of Mani experts under Sikong Nan. With this whisper, more than twenty crossbow bolts shot out from the powerful crossbows, rushing towards the fighting crowd.

Lin Echan and others were alert at the first moment, but even for them, it was difficult to receive this kind of powerful crossbow bolt suddenly. More than twenty crossbow bolts were not many, and seemed like just a warning, but most of them fell in the rear among the crowd belonging to Sikong Nan's subordinates. Two experts failed to defend in time and fell in response, and two others were injured next to them.

Everyone was somewhat stunned at this point. After a moment, everyone roared: "Who is it!"

"Who are you shooting! Want to die--"

Lin Echan also shouted angrily: "Bastard--"

On the hillside behind, Zong Feixiao reined in his horse and suddenly spoke out: "Secret Intelligence Division, what are you doing!"

Tie Tianying shouted in a deep voice: "Ning! Li! Heng! Are you crazy!?"

He revealed the other party's identity in this instant, so that the other party would know that he had seen through the truth. Many people were still wondering who Ning Liheng was, but only a few people reacted, this was the real name of the demon who destroyed Liangshan. Lin Echan and Sikong Nan heard Tie Tianying speak, knowing that they would negotiate internally, and it was still better to kill Fang Qifo and them at the moment, just as they were about to continue their attack, a cold but steady voice in the wind also traveled far away, through the internal force of Breaking the Six Paths, resounding through the night sky.

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance! I told you a long time ago! The Fang La disaster is wreaking havoc in Jiangnan! Those of the Church of Mani must die! You procrastinate and don't act! I'll do it myself!"

"Motherfucker--" Lin Echan roared, resounding through the night sky like a demon god.

"Kill him!" someone shouted in the crowd.

Zong Feixiao angrily said: "Heart Demon, how dare you--"

"Bury them."

Lin Echan pounced on Deng Yuanjue, who was already injured in the fork in the road, figures surged, and someone rushed madly towards the straight road, among them, the silent but fast-moving monk Tunyun in an iron kasaya. Sikong Nan also glanced over there, and finally decided to kill Fang Qifo first. On the mountain road, someone put down the torch and lit something.

In the instant that the hairs stood on end, something swallowed the sound. The monk Tunyun was still running, when suddenly, a pillar of light whistled through the side of his body, and behind Sikong Nan, the pillar of light flew past with a *whoosh*.

With a loud bang, a sound like thunder in the mountains in the dark night, the firelight expanded with the explosion, and the fireball that flew over a hundred meters in an instant exploded in the crowd, hitting the body of an expert under Sikong Nan's command. The man's body was directly blown open, and a companion next to him was blown away. The sound echoed, the firelight was spotted, and the people next to them fell in disarray.

On the chair at the end of the straight road, Ning Yi's ears were buzzing from the launch sound. He squinted his eyes, twisted his face, and covered his ears. Not far away, the elm wood cannon barrel broke free from the hasty restraint of the stone block and flew directly into the sky. When Ning Yi turned his head to look, the elm wood fell down, smashing onto a horse in the rear, smashing the horse and rolling on the ground. After getting up, it escaped crookedly.

Ning Yi waved his fingers, not knowing if the people next to him could hear him: "Record the effect, next one."

This exploding shell produced a huge deterrent. For a time, everyone seemed quiet, war horses neighed restlessly, and the people who were knocked down began to get up: "Thunderbolt…"

"Palm Thunder?"

"Witchcraft…"

The crowd that was originally fighting began to become chaotic. At this time, the people from the Ministry of Justice gathered on the hillside, Sikong Nan and Lin Echan's men gathered in the mountain road, and many Green Forest experts were scattered everywhere. Experts, as well as first-class figures such as Sikong Nan and Lin Echan in the mountain road who were comparable to Zhou Tong, gathered here. The originally certain situation, with only thirty or so people left on Fang Baihua's side at the moment, began to become uncertain.

The existence of the Heart Demon, Ning Yi, finally transformed into a real and heavy shadow at this moment, pressing down. Placing everyone on the stage of confrontation.

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