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Chapter 128: The Black Crow is Tough and the Bird is Damaged

The night enveloped the entire Han capital and the dark alleys of Han capital.

Wei Zhuang followed Tang Qi through the decorations and wandered the streets with several Qi Jue Tang disciples, becoming a bait to lure hundreds of birds.

Since Bai Niao is going to take action, there is no better time than now.

Holding a torch in hand, lighting up the entire dark alley, the Qi Jue Tang disciple, dressed in black, followed Wei Zhuang, holding the sword tightly in his right hand, and looking around vigilantly.

call out!

call out!

call out!

A series of slight sounds were heard, and the torches of the Seven Jue Hall disciples were quickly extinguished. In the darkness, the Hundred Birds Killer felt like he had returned home.

Several bird killers, holding daggers, with sharp eyes, flashed quickly and killed the disciples of Qi Jue Tang.

Sudden.

A disciple's true energy burst out, revealing black and gold clothes, and his floating white hair fluttered in the dark night.

The shark tooth sword was unsheathed at some point, and the blood on the sword showed how fast the sword was just now.

The torches were lit again, and the five Hundred Birds Killers covered their necks with their hands, their faces grim, they were deader than dead.

Tang Qi and the other Qi Jue Tang disciples finally came to their senses, unsheathed their swords, formed a circle, and stood back to back, trying to guard against sneak attacks from all directions.

The sneak attack just now caught them off guard. If Wei Zhuang hadn't reacted quickly, they would have died.

Wei Zhuang's expression froze. From what he perceived, the Hundred Birds Killers were constantly gathering around him. There were at least fifty of them. These must be all the manpower of the Hundred Birds Killers.

A group of black crows suddenly appeared, flying in the air surrounded by black gas, and finally transformed into a person.

Mo Ya stood lightly on the roof, looking surprised, and said with interest: "The descendant of Guigu disguised himself just to lure us out and ambush us."

"It seems that you have seen through our general's plan."

The black crow was very smart, otherwise, it would not have lived here for so long with Ji Wuye. It could tell at a glance that Wei Zhuang was a bait, meant to lure out itself and the hundreds of birds behind it.

Mo Ya shook his head and said, "Wei Zhuang, do you think that you alone and the Qi Jue Tang behind you can be a match for us, the Hundred Birds?"

"Although, after the slaughter by Mu Feng and you, the number of Bai Niao reduced to less than sixty, but these sixty people are the elite among the elite."

"With the Qi Jue Tang's good-for-nothings, they are definitely no match for Bai Niao."

"Wei Zhuang, you are really confident. I want to know where your confidence comes from."

Wei Zhuang said coldly: "Just me, that's enough."

"Since I can defeat you once, I can kill you the second time."

The black crow's expression froze for a moment, then he smiled and said, "This is not the first time I have experienced the strength of Guigu Wei Zhuang. Let these birds experience your strength."

"Do it!"

At Mo Ya's command, hundreds of bird killers swarmed in. Their bodies were strangely agile, their figures blended into the darkness, filled with murderous aura, and their target was directly the disciples of Qi Jue Hall and Wei Zhuang.

It doesn’t matter if I’m not as skilled as others. I, Mo Ya, don’t care about face. Group attack is what I’m best at.

Wei Zhuang sneered: "Don't underestimate anyone, take action."

A group of men in black emerged from the darkness again, holding bows and arrows and with sharp eyes. They surrounded Bai Niao from all directions. It was Wei Zhuang's counter-encirclement. Ren Bai Niao could never have imagined that one day he would be tricked in the same way.

Mo Ya's expression remained unchanged. Since Wei Zhuang dared to be the bait, there must be ambushes around. However, the Hundred Birds Killers were all elite. How could these disciples of the Seven Jue Hall be their opponents?

Mo Ya chuckled and said, "Gui Gu Wei Zhuang, if this is your method, then you underestimate the Hundred Birds Killer."

Wei Zhuang had a stern look on his face. With a wave of his hand, countless arrows rained down, and there were countless murderous intentions hidden in the dense rain.

Ding, ding, ding...

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Puff puff......

There was the sound of weapons clashing, clothes being cut, and blades entering flesh.

"Oh no, the bow and arrow are poisonous!"

"mean!"

"Everyone be careful, the arrows are highly poisonous!"

"what!"

"..."

Originally, Bai Niao thought that it was nothing and that his skills were definitely enough to handle these little bastards.

I didn't expect that this group of people had no moral principles and actually used poison.

Mo Ya's expression changed: "You are a disciple of Guiguzi after all, but you are so unethical."

Wei Zhuang sneered and thought to himself, "The Qi Jue Hall has no moral principles. What does it have to do with me, Wei Zhuang?"

boom!

Wei Zhuang attacked again with the sword in his hand. Talking so much to Mo Ya doesn't fit my cold character. Fighting is my favorite.

A figure flashed over, and Shark Tooth burst out with powerful sword energy, slashing through the black figure.

The black crow was unharmed, and its body turned into a crow covered with black air. Its body became weak and it avoided Wei Zhuang's attack.

Wei Zhuang's offensive continued unabated, and his domineering attack came again with a magnificent sword energy, and Shark Tooth revealed its ferocious side.

Mo Ya's face was solemn, his body was as light as a swallow, the weapons on his arms kept switching, constantly blocking Wei Zhuang's attacks, and his body was constantly retreating.

Wei Zhuang's outburst and offensive were extremely swift, his sword skills were continuous and violent, and at one point he completely suppressed Mo Ya.

The two men continued to duel on the roof. The collision between their weapons emitted bursts of fire, and energy gushed out, with murderous aura.

On the other side, arrows rained down continuously. The cold arrows carrying green poison mercilessly shot and killed the bird killers one by one. Even if they did not die, they would be injured by the poison.

The poisons in Qi Jue Tang are extremely powerful. Some are paralyzing, some are highly toxic. Anyway, they are used in whatever way is most effective.

The Hundred Bird Killers were killed one by one, or lying on the ground wailing. The cold ground was stained with blood at some point, and the smell of blood made people want to vomit involuntarily.

The rain of arrows gradually became sparse, and only a dozen or so people from Bainiao were left standing on the ground. The others were either dead or wailing on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the disciples of Qi Jue Tang rushed out with swords in hand and surrounded the remaining birds. The birds were unable to resist and were quickly stabbed by the disciples of Qi Jue Tang. The sound of knives entering bodies could be heard continuously.

The Hundred Birds Killer had a cold expression, dressed in black, and held a knife as he confronted the disciples of the Seven Jue Hall.

Now, Bai Niao has become the prey of Qi Jue Tang and there is no escape.

Mo Ya resisted Wei Zhuang's attack desperately, changing his body shape in the air to avoid Wei Zhuang's sword energy.

Suddenly, an extremely strong sword energy burst out again, and the figure of the black crow became invisible again. Countless black crows appeared again, and their figures were no longer in the same place.

But Mo Ya looked terrified. If he had not acted decisively just now, he would have been seriously injured by this sword.

The hundreds of birds around had been scattered, holding up their bodies firmly and continuously fighting back against the attacks of Qi Jue Tang. However, it was a dying struggle. Since it was a life-and-death duel, Qi Jue Tang would definitely not hold back.

Hundreds of birds are disappearing and their numbers are decreasing rapidly.

Wei Zhuang stood with a sword in hand, his expression cold: "Prey, humph, now, you are my prey."

Wei Zhuang swung his sword and charged out with full force, intending to destroy all the birds with the force of thunder.