Chapter 33

At midnight, Jiang Chen and Yang Guo left the city together and arrived outside the Yuan Mongol camp. Looking at the vast and orderly arranged military camp and the elite soldiers patrolling back and forth, Yang Guo couldn't help but frown: "This camp is so large, I wonder how we can rescue Xiaochang."

Jiang Chen, however, asked instead of answering: "Brother Yang, do you know how to kill silently?"

Yang Guo laughed: "Of course I do. What, are we not here to save people tonight?"

"Rescuing people isn't that easy," Jiang Chen said. "The Yuan Mongols want to use Xiaochang to threaten Great Hero Guo, so they must have hidden her very well, making it hard for anyone to find her easily. So, we are here tonight purely to raid and kill, and also to probe the depth of the Yuan Mongol camp."

"This..." Yang Guo hesitated slightly, but then Jiang Chen continued: "Brother Yang, with things at this point, we have no other choice. The more Yuan Mongol soldiers we kill, the greater the chance of holding Xiangyang. As long as we can hold Xiangyang, the Yuan Mongols will be wary and won't dare to harm Xiaochang."

"I understand." Yang Guo, being exceptionally intelligent, immediately drew his sword and started killing. Yang Guo, after a brief hesitation, also drew his wooden sword and began to kill.

In just a few breaths, more than twenty Yuan Mongol soldiers were killed in their sleep by the two of them. Jiang Chen, seeing that Yang Guo was using a wooden sword, was speechless for a moment, but he knew that Yang Guo had inherited the swordsmanship of Dugu Qiubai. Although the wooden sword had no edge, in Yang Guo's hands, it was no less effective than a real sword.

After finishing one tent, the two rushed to the next. Since both were skilled in lightness kung fu, their movements were silent and hard to detect. In less than an hour, they had assassinated nearly sixty large and small tents, killing at least five or six thousand Yuan Mongol soldiers. It must be said that in the world of martial arts, when top experts don't care about their reputation, their power is immense, almost more dangerous than missiles.

In a direct battle, no matter how powerful a top expert is, they can't withstand the encirclement of thousands of soldiers. However, if a top expert is determined to conduct stealth attacks and assassinations, the situation is completely reversed. After all, even with thousands of soldiers, it's hard to guard against a top expert who can appear and disappear at will.

However, as the saying goes, even the best can make mistakes. Just as Jiang Chen and Yang Guo were in the midst of their killing spree, the patrolling soldiers of the Yuan Mongol camp finally noticed something was amiss. It wasn't because they had discovered the two of them, but because they found the Yuan Mongol soldiers killed in the tents. Immediately, the camp was filled with the sound of drums and gongs, torches were lit, and countless Yuan Mongol soldiers swarmed out to search.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen immediately laughed and said: "Brother Yang, we've had our fun tonight. Since we've been discovered, let's leave."

"Alright." Yang Guo nodded, then responded somewhat numbly. After following Jiang Chen's killing spree, although Jiang Chen had done most of the work, he had still killed no less than two thousand people, more than he had killed in his entire life before this night. It was only then that he truly understood how Jiang Chen could single-handedly break through two Yuan Mongol armies. The Black-robed Asura was indeed extraordinary.

In the dark night, amidst the chaos of the Yuan Mongol camp, the two of them used the cover of darkness to retreat. Just as they were about to break out of the camp, several figures suddenly appeared nearby. In a few leaps, they blocked their path, and the sound of whistles filled the air. A copper wheel and an iron wheel flew towards the two of them.

Seeing the two wheels coming with great force, Jiang Chen and Yang Guo dared not reach out to catch them. They both ducked their heads, and the copper and iron wheels just passed over their heads, turned in the air, and returned to the hands of a Tibetan monk. This monk was none other than their old enemy, the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

"Bald monk, it's you," Jiang Chen immediately let out a long whistle and then shouted fiercely, "Where is Xiaochang?"

"You will see her when I capture you," the Golden Wheel Dharma King coldly snorted. Instantly, his towering figure, like a divine dragon or a giant elephant, emitted a terrifying and heavy aura.

At the same time, several figures rushed out from the surroundings, all of whom were top experts in the Yuan Mongol army. Among them, the most prominent were Xiaoxiangzi and Yin Kexi, who surrounded Yang Guo and Jiang Chen.

White blades flashed, and yellow light shone as they all wielded weapons. The Dharma King held a golden wheel, Yin Kexi wielded a pearl- and jade-encrusted golden whip, Xiaoxiangzi held a staff that looked like a mourning stick, and the other Yuan Mongol experts held knives and swords. The remaining three were bare-handed monks.

"Brother Yang, please cover me, I will fight them," Jiang Chen immediately let out a long whistle, held his sword, and slashed through the air, forcing the Golden Wheel Dharma King back. Then he flipped his hand and struck a palm at Xiaoxiangzi's face.

Seeing Jiang Chen's fierce attack, Xiaoxiangzi stood his staff upright and pointed the tip at Jiang Chen's palm. Jiang Chen noticed the white rope wrapped around the staff and the hemp rope trailing from the tip, like a mourning stick. Knowing that the staff was laced with poison, he quickly used an empty-hand technique to grab Yin Kexi's golden whip.

Yin Kexi was startled. He tried to shake the whip to counterattack, but the whip's tip was already in the enemy's hand. He immediately followed the force of the pull and lunged at Jiang Chen, while simultaneously drawing a bright dagger in his left hand. This move, using attack as defense, was a deadly technique from the Eighteen Small Seizing Hands.

"Good skills," Jiang Chen praised. He then flipped his right hand, and the sharp edge of the sword turned and slashed at Yin Kexi's left hand. Yin Kexi thought that with this dagger thrust, the enemy would have to release the golden whip to avoid the dagger. However, the enemy's move was ruthless, aiming to chop off his left hand.

At that moment, the Golden Wheel Dharma King's golden wheel and Xiaoxiangzi's staff attacked simultaneously. Jiang Chen couldn't pull the golden whip free, so he let out a loud shout and transmitted a surge of true energy through the whip. Yin Kexi's chest felt as if it had been hit by a heavy iron hammer, his vision blurred with golden stars, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Jiang Chen released the golden whip and turned to defend. Knowing he was seriously injured, Yin Kexi slowly retreated, sat cross-legged on the ground, and focused his energy to stop the bleeding.

Seeing Jiang Chen injure Yin Kexi with his first move, the Golden Wheel Dharma King and Xiaoxiangzi were greatly alarmed. They immediately joined forces and engaged Jiang Chen in a fierce battle.

During the previous battle in Wan Cheng, the Golden Wheel Dharma King had underestimated Jiang Chen and did not use the golden wheel, leading to his defeat. This time, he did not dare to be overconfident and immediately used the five wheels.

However, Jiang Chen's martial arts had greatly improved since then, and he now possessed a divine weapon like the Broken Gold Sword, making him unafraid of the golden wheel. Despite being outnumbered, he still had the upper hand.

As the three fought, suddenly a strange whistle sounded, and Xiaoxiangzi's legs stiffened as he leaped several feet into the air, striking down with the mourning stick. Jiang Chen sidestepped to avoid it, but suddenly felt a dark shadow in front of him. A cloud of black smoke spewed from the tip of the mourning stick, and he immediately smelled a foul odor, feeling slightly dizzy. He realized the stick contained poison and quickly stepped back.

Seeing that Jiang Chen had clearly smelled the poison from his stick but did not faint, Xiaoxiangzi was greatly surprised. He thought, "Even lions and tigers would faint when encountering the toad poison from my stick, yet he remains unaffected. This is truly strange." He leaped again and swung the poison stick down from the air.

Years ago, Xiaoxiangzi had practiced in a desolate mountain in Hunan and once saw a toad hiding behind a broken coffin, spewing poison to paralyze a large python. Inspired, he captured toads, extracted their venom, and refined it into poison sand, which he stored in the mourning stick. The stick's tail had a mechanism that, when pressed, would spray the poison sand, increasing its power when used in a leap. This poison sand stick had been used against large pythons and fierce beasts, causing them to faint immediately. However, Jiang Chen, with his deep internal energy, could resist the poison.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King, standing next to Jiang Chen, was not directly affected but still felt nauseous from the smell and quickly leaped away. Xiaoxiangzi, who had already taken an antidote, charged forward through the black smoke, swinging his stick to attack. Jiang Chen turned his sword to cut through the poison mist and struck a palm at Xiaoxiangzi's stiff knee. Xiaoxiangzi blocked with his stick, but before he could release the poison, he was thrown back several feet by the force of the palm, his pale face turning red.

Jiang Chen turned his body and saw the Golden Wheel Dharma King approaching. He raised his sword, and in an instant, the sword energy surged, like a dragon soaring through the air. The Golden Wheel Dharma King did not dare to be overconfident and used the five wheels to block. However, Jiang Chen's sword was so sharp that with a crack, three of the five wheels were cut in half. The Golden Wheel Dharma King, startled, quickly retreated.

"Ha ha, what a thrill, what a thrill," Jiang Chen, having defeated three top experts in a short time, felt elated. He let out a long whistle and looked around. He saw that Yang Guo had already defeated the other Yuan Mongol experts, killing two monks and a knife-wielder. He also saw countless Yuan Mongol soldiers surrounding them. He immediately called out, "That's enough for tonight. We'll meet on the battlefield another day. Brother Yang, let's go."

Yang Guo responded, turned his sword, and killed the remaining monk. He then joined Jiang Chen and rushed out of the camp. The Golden Wheel Dharma King and the others, fearing the combined power of the two, did not dare to block them. Soon, the two broke through the encirclement and headed back to Xiangyang...

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