socalfunplaces Chapter 438 The fight is inextricable
Chapter 438 The fight is inextricable
Ouyang Ke was beaten by Zhang Jianjun until he vomited blood and his face was as pale as paper. His body was shaky like a candle in the wind. His men helped him up in panic and carefully carried him back to the inn. After returning to the room, they gently put Ouyang Ke on the bed and watched him gasp in pain, their hearts filled with worry and fear.
Ouyang Ke was lying on the bed, his eyes closed, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. His face was frighteningly pale, as if he had lost all vitality. His breathing was weak and rapid, and every breath he took seemed to use up all his strength. His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
Seeing Ouyang Ke so weak, his men were extremely worried. They didn't know how to help him, so they could only silently wait by his bedside, anxiously waiting. Someone suggested asking a doctor to come and treat him, but others were worried that this would expose Ouyang Ke's identity and cause more trouble.
Finally, they decided to send a pigeon to Ouyang Feng, who was far away in the Western Regions. They hoped that Ouyang Feng would receive the news as soon as possible and rush to rescue Ouyang Ke. The letter described Ouyang Ke's injuries in detail and asked Ouyang Feng to bring the best medicine to treat him. At the same time, they also informed Ouyang Feng about Zhang Jianjun's information and reminded him to be careful.
The men waited anxiously for Ouyang Feng's reply. As time passed, their hearts became heavier. Ouyang Ke's injuries worsened and his life was in danger. They began to doubt whether they could wait for Ouyang Feng to arrive in time. But they did not give up hope and stayed by Ouyang Ke's side, silently praying for a miracle to happen.
Ouyang Ke was accompanied by six maids, Xue, Mei, Chun, Xia, Xiang, and Ju. These six maids were not only skilled in martial arts, but also beautiful. At this moment, seeing Ouyang Ke vomiting blood after being beaten by Zhang Jianjun, they couldn't help but get nervous. You know, if Ouyang Feng knew about this, I'm afraid they would lose their lives. So, after discussing it, they decided to seek revenge on Zhang Jianjun.
At this time, Zhang Jianjun was entertaining Yang Tiexin and Mu Nianci in a restaurant, and Huang Rong was accompanying them.
The six girls quietly came to the outside of the restaurant and observed the situation inside. When they saw Zhang Jianjun drinking, they winked at each other and prepared to take action. However, just as they were about to enter the restaurant, they suddenly heard a melodious flute sound. The flute sound was melodious and pleasant, like a clear spring on a snowy mountain, intoxicating. The six girls couldn't help but stop and immerse themselves in the sound of the flute. At this time, a young man in white came from a distance with a jade flute in his hand. He has a handsome face and elegant temperament, like an immortal descending to the earth. The young man walked up to the six girls and said with a smile: "Sisters, why are you angry? If you have anything to say, you can sit down and discuss it." The six girls looked at each other and asked vigilantly: "Who are you? Why do you care about our business?" The young man smiled slightly and introduced himself: "My name is Duan Yu, a wanderer in the world. I passed by here and couldn't bear to see you act impulsively, so I came to persuade you."
Duan Yu jumped lightly onto the roof of the restaurant and looked down at the people below. His eyes finally fell on Huang Rong, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"This girl is so beautiful, like a fairy from heaven." Duan Yu said with a smile.
Huang Rong's heart moved, and she looked up at Duan Yu. She saw that he was elegant and had an extraordinary temperament, and she couldn't help but feel a bit of favor towards him.
"Thank you for the compliment, sir." Huang Rong responded with a smile.
At this moment, Zhang Jianjun noticed Duan Yu on the roof. He frowned slightly and muttered to himself, "Who is this guy? Why did he suddenly appear here?"
Duan Yu floated down from the roof, came to Zhang Jianjun, and said with a bow: "I am Duan Yu. I just heard that the sisters wanted to seek revenge on you, so I came to persuade them. As the saying goes, it is better to resolve a feud than to create one. Why do you have to make such a big fuss?"
Zhang Jianjun laughed: "They are Ouyang Ke's people. Ouyang Ke is doing all kinds of evil things at this time. I think you should just watch from the sidelines!"
After hearing this, Duan Yu stopped talking.
Zhang Jianjun was not afraid at all when facing the siege of the six maids, Xue, Mei, Chun, Xia, Xiang, and Ju. Instead, he felt a sense of pride. He knew that although the six maids were all extraordinary in martial arts, they might not be able to shake him even if they joined forces. After all, years of experience in the martial arts world had already made him strong and capable, and he had extraordinary martial arts.
"Hmph, you six guys want to take my life?" Zhang Jianjun curled his lips into a sneer. Without moving, he secretly used his internal strength to prepare for the coming storm.
Maid Snow's figure was as light as a snowflake falling in winter. She approached Zhang Jianjun silently, the sword in her hand flashing with cold light, and went straight to his chest. Zhang Jianjun's eyes were stern, and he turned his body slightly, easily avoiding the attack. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand and caught the tip of Maid Snow's sword in the air. With a slight twist, Maid Snow felt a huge force coming, and the sword in her hand almost slipped out of her hand.
"What a skill!" Maid Snow exclaimed, and quickly drew away her sword and stepped back, standing in a row with the other five maids, her eyes becoming more solemn.
Maid Mei snorted coldly when she saw this, and her body suddenly jumped up, like a winter plum blossom blooming alone in the cold. The sword in her hand danced, and the sword light was like a weaving. Each sword contained a biting coldness, and went straight to Zhang Jianjun's vital points. Zhang Jianjun's body was as fast as the wind, dodging left and right, and he was able to avoid Maid Mei's attack just right every time, while looking for opportunities to counterattack.
"If you are not convinced, come and attack me together!" Zhang Jianjun laughed, his voice full of confidence and heroism.
Maid Spring and Maid Summer looked at each other, and they both understood each other and attacked at the same time. Maid Spring's swordsmanship was gentle, like flowers blooming in spring, and each sword was full of vitality; Maid Summer's swordsmanship was fierce, like the scorching summer, and each sword was powerful. The two of them, one soft and one hard, cooperated tacitly, forcing Zhang Jianjun to concentrate on dealing with it.
However, Zhang Jianjun was more skilled after all. He moved left and right, forward and backward, like a dragon and a phoenix, and moved freely among the swords of the two maids, Chun and Xia. Whenever the two maids' attacks slowed down, he would take the opportunity to counterattack, either with fists or palms, and each blow was so powerful that the two maids had to retreat again and again.
Seeing this, Maid Xiang and Maid Ju knew that it was difficult to win alone, so they also joined the battle. Maid Xiang's swordsmanship was agile, like the fragrance drifting in the autumn, making people unpredictable; Maid Ju's swordsmanship was steady, like the chrysanthemum in autumn, not afraid of the frost. The two of them, one attacking and one defending, fought with Zhang Jianjun.
For a moment, swords flashed, fists whistled, and the six people fought back and forth, making the fight difficult to determine.