Chapter 26 The sword never grows old

Stilian and Stilzi flew left and right to grab Stilvie's arm. Stilvie was still struggling. Stilian tapped him in the back of his head and handed him to the soldiers behind him. His expression was not at all relieved, and he said, "The enemy is powerful, and I don't know how my grandfather and the others are?"

A soldier said, "The Marshal and several generals are blocking the enemy in the pavilion."

Stilyang waved, "Go and help!" He sniffed, "Why is it so smelly?"

Someone pointed at me speechlessly, and everyone looked at me together. Seeing my feces bucket and the other hand, after a long time of melee, the yard was full of feces that I had spilled. The smell was obvious, but the situation was just critical just now, no one noticed it. Everyone was shocked and funny when they looked at me. Stilyang said, "Fifth brother, what kind of kung fu are you doing?"

I was embarrassed to say, "I've been wronged." Just now, a scene that has never been seen in the Shi Mansion: a large group of warriors in armor ran wildly behind a man carrying a dung bucket. If this is to be spread, the 40-year-old reputation of Marshal Shi Cundao may be destroyed...

Stilzi said: "It's better to smell the stinking than to be killed, brother, what do you think?"

Stilyang smiled and then said strangely: "It's strange that these people don't dodge or dodge when they see the feces. Even if they think this thing is not fatal, does it taste good to pour it on their bodies?" He covered his nose and walked to a corpse, and saw a deep pit trampled out of the dead man's feet, and the same was true for the other corpses. Stilyang thought for a while, and suddenly said: "I understand--it's not that they don't want to hide, but they can't hide!"

Stilzi hurriedly asked, "Why?"

Stilyang pointed to the deep pit under the corpse's feet and said, "They originally wanted to run away, but the fifth brother's sword energy was so pressing that they could not move, just like a little bug that could not take off against the storm. Look at the pits under their feet, they were all the ones they wanted to avoid."

I grabbed the feces spoon and danced with my hands and said, "Young Master, I can hurt people by picking flowers and breaking leaves now?"

A group of soldiers hurriedly covered it with their hands: "Fifth Young Master, put down that thing."

I threw the manure spoon into the manure bucket: "It just so happens that there are no bullets."

Stilyang said, "Fifth brother, have you been promoted to a sword master?" But he immediately said, "No, I can't detect your level. Are you a sword saint?" When he said this, he was still jokingly at first, but later he realized that his joke was getting closer and closer to the facts, and he couldn't help but be scared.

I just didn't know what to say, but I heard someone shouting: "The Grand Marshal is over there!"

None of us could say anything. After a rush, we rushed to the pavilion and saw countless people fighting under the pavilion. A burly figure fisted and kicked, and one person was not at all inferior to seven or eight powerful enemies at the same time. It was Shi Cundao. Around him, the three brothers of Schi and Shifei were also entangled with several opponents. Several of these enemies were wearing patterned clothes, and they were obviously the leaders of the three-color stone.

Shi Cundao's Kung Fu opened and closed, and every punch and kick was full of strength. He surrounded him and the seven or eight people, and he was not as weak as the leader who fought against Shi Diyang. However, no one could go forward and fight against the old man. It was just that the crowd formed a siege. Shi Cundao suddenly attacked him in the back, and some people plotted from the front. These people knew very well that if they could not cooperate sincerely at this moment, the consequences of the unimaginable, so they cooperated closely to make mistakes in the chaos and had a chance to start.

These people surrounded Shi Cundao, and they were surrounded by dozens of guards from the Shi Mansion outside, but the people inside fought endlessly, and with the martial arts of these soldiers, they could not get involved at all.

The situations of the three brothers Shi Chuang Shi Fei and Shi Dong are similar. The three brothers of the Shi family are all at the mid-stage level of sword masters. According to their age, this level is definitely not low, but not high. In other words, the three brothers are real middle-class people. If placed in another family, they may not have achieved such achievements. In order to cultivate three sons, Shi Cundao invited famous teachers from all over the world. In addition, he had strict supervision, and he had done everything he could do after all. It can be said that the three brothers' current cultivation has reached their respective limits. Only they themselves understand how much suffering they suffered. However, today they finally got a reward. Faced with several strong enemies, Shi Chuang and Shi Fei fought with Shi Dong with ease, but it was very difficult to single against Shi Dong.

I glanced at me, and I knew that there was no danger from the Shi family. At this time, Shi Cundao suddenly shouted loudly, pulled out a long sword from his waist and cut off all the enemy's weapons. He took advantage of the opponent's moment of being stunned and found a hole to break out. He first knocked down one with one knife, and then kicked one with one stick. The killers' formation was broken, and they turned from a circle to a line. They could no longer play the advantage of the large number of people. Shi Cundao didn't even look at it. When they encountered the enemy, they grabbed and grabbed the enemy and blocked them. The killers were injured one after another one, and they were killed one after another. In just a moment, all eight people were killed.

Shi Cundao solved his opponent, took his eyes and hit his three sons, and found that Shi Dong's enemy was the most difficult to deal with. He strode forward, but he didn't see how fancy he was. He just reached out and grabbed the man's neck, grabbed him hard and threw him on the ground. The man curled up on the ground and struggled for a few times, and then died. The remaining killers saw Shi Cundao's majestic appearance, cramped his calves and fled in all directions. Shi Chi and Shi Fei each chased two, and the others were also killed by the guards.

In the blink of an eye, the Shi brothers won the victory in the local battlefield under the leadership of Shi Cundao. Stilyang cheered loudly: "Grandpa is better and stronger than ever!"

Shi Cundao stroked his beard with his hand and smiled, "Although the knife is a treasure knife, I am old after all - this is still the birthday gift you gave me." What he took was the treasure knife that Shi Dian gave him on his 80th birthday.

Shi Cundao turned his head and saw me first, and his face changed suddenly. Shi Chi and Shi Fei and others exchanged glances. Just as I was about to ask, I said first: "I have arrived safely for my mother and two aunts."

Shi Cundao stomped his feet hard and said, "Then what are you doing when you come back?"

Stilyang said: "Grandfather, my fifth brother may be able to help."

Shi Cundao shook his head: "What can he withstand?"

When Schi saw Stilwell unconscious, he hurried over. Stilyang said, "My second brother is seriously injured, but fortunately they are all trauma, so he has no worries about his life for the time being."

Stilzi worried about his younger brother and asked, "Who has seen Dizhou?"

"I'm here." Stilton led a group of people limping over from the other side of the pavilion, and was also injured with blood all over his body. Seeing that everyone was here, he smiled and said, "I'm worried." At this point, all the men of the Shi family gathered together. Except for Stilwell's serious injury, fortunately they were all fine. Everyone looked at me and looked at you, and smiled at each other in this critical moment, and had a tacit understanding.

Seeing this, Shi Cundao said with a sigh: "Forget it, our Shi family men gather together, and they will die together even if they die!"

I curled my lips and said, "Whoever dies and whoever lives may be alive!"

Stilyang said proudly: "Well said!"

Shi Cundao said with relief: "No matter whether you win or lose, none of you guys is a cartilage. I am so relieved in my life."

At this time, when he heard the sound of killing in the front yard, Shi Cundao flew onto the pavilion, everyone followed closely behind, putting their hands on the pergola and looking down, their faces changed drastically.

Above the pavilion, the entire Shi Mansion was full of sight. In the front yard, there were about 30 killers of three-color stones rushed towards us. They were wearing clothes of red, green and yellow, divided into three groups, with only a dozen people in each group. Although they were blocked by dozens of times the soldiers, these people had extremely high martial arts skills and raised their hands to kill people within three steps. The 1,000 elite soldiers arranged by Shi Cundao in Shi Mansion could not stop the other party and were forced to come one by one. The shouts of killing came from this.

I saw that every time the killers raised their swords, the soldiers fell to the ground but did not take a step back. The two sides fought in the narrow terrain. Although the killers had high martial arts skills, the soldiers rushed forward fearlessly and did not easily make it easy for them to move forward. However, the price paid by the soldiers was that the casualties were heavy and blood flowed into a river. Every time the killers advanced, they were accompanied by dozens of lives. Three groups of three-color stones, three long worms that vomited blood, were dyed extremely brightly...

This scene reminds me of the assassins that my mother encountered in the General's Mansion. The number of assassins that time was similar to the current scale, but they failed to rush into the back house of the General's Mansion. It is not that the guards of the Shi Mansion were not as good as those of the Feifeng Army. We suffered a loss on the terrain first. The General's Mansion had a school military field as a buffer. Most of the assassins died in a large-scale collision with the army. The construction of the Shi Mansion was completely built by ordinary officials. The small bridges and flowing waters were winding and the paths were in secluded. Such local troops could not be implemented at all. Another point is that my mother's General's Mansion was like a heavily guarded military camp, and the Shi Mansion lived in Shi Cundao's family, so naturally they could not station troops. In terms of number of people, this battle could not be compared with the original ones.

So although the killers were taking action step by step, they still killed them bit by bit. Of course, there were people among them or were strangled by guards. In short, the scene was terrible. I watched my own corpses separate, and I didn't know whether it was because of sadness or anger, and my hands and feet were cold. I subconsciously called out: "Grandpa..." As soon as the words "Grandpa..." were said, I found that my voice was trembling.

Shi Cundao thought I was afraid, so he grabbed my arm and said quietly: "Wuro, as a member of the Shi family, you are destined to see this scene countless times in the future."

Schidao frowned deeply and said, "Father, I think... our people can't stand it."

Shi Cundao nodded expressionlessly, stretched out his finger and pointed: "There is a top master in each of these three teams, and his martial arts are not inferior to me."

Shi Fei said: "I don't know which one is Wei Wuji."

As we spoke, the killers of the Three Color Stone had approached a lot, less than two hundred meters away from where we stood. This is a long way, and I don’t know how many people will die. But it is obvious that if this continues, the thousand elite soldiers of Shi Cundao will definitely suffer heavy casualties.

Shi Cundao stood with his hands behind his back and smiled bitterly: "It turns out that he was just the vanguard of others, and the main man showed up now."

Stilau murmured, "I'm really going to die here today." He was so angry that he spoke without restraint. Shi Fei glared at him fiercely and asked Shi Cun, "Father, what should we do?"

Shi Cundao said lightly: "Since you can't stop it, why bother the soldiers and the soldiers to increase their casualties?" He suddenly roared, "The Shi family army obeyed the order and retreated. Let these friends come in. I want to meet the old friends!"
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