Chapter 49: Lord of Fire

"Stronghold Leader!!?"

'Mountain-Splitting Tiger' Zhou Kuang broke through the door and saw a soft corpse, unable to help but split his eyes.

The two brothers almost starved to death with their mother more than ten years ago. It was Lu Jingtian, who was not yet famous at the time, who passed by and saved them, taught them martial arts, gave them silver to support their old mother, and let her spend her old age in peace.

After his mother died, Lu Jingtian was even more like their old father.

Not wanting to see his cold corpse today.

On the big hole in the roof, countless tiles flew, and a green figure flashed and vanished.

"Shoot for me!"

Zhou Kuang roared.

*Whoosh whoosh whoosh! *

The sound of military strong crossbows bursting strings came one after another. The thin roof was directly shot through, with many holes the size of chopsticks, and many tiles were directly shot to explode.

However, there was no trace of blood in it.

Zhou Kuang ignored his brother's obstruction, bumped through the tiles with one step, stood on the roof, and only saw a green figure flashing and vanishing in the barracks in the distance, completely gone.

"Chase!"

Zhou Kuang's face was distorted, and he led a group of stronghold men to chase towards the barracks.

The other four tigers who gathered because of the drum sound also arrived a step late, all furious, each leading manpower to rush to the four corners of the barracks.

"Stronghold Leader!"

"Damn thief!"

Many stronghold men saw Lu Jingtian's stiff corpse and couldn't help but redden their eyes, gritting their teeth.

Lu Jingtian is not a good person.

Killing and intercepting goods, groups of children were kidnapped to the mountain, and no one ever went out again. Their parents and relatives didn't know how many tears they shed. Such a person deserves to be cut into a thousand pieces.

But he was extremely good to the people below, giving clothes and food, rewarding generously, and those with excellent aptitude could also practice martial arts.

Jiang Ding walked with his sword, shuttling through the barracks, aiming straight at the warehouse.

"Who!"

There were still more than ten people patrolling and guarding the warehouse. Suddenly seeing him, they shouted vigilantly, gathered together, and formed a long spear army formation, both offensive and defensive.

"Those who block, die."

Jiang Ding said faintly, the sword blade filled with faint white light, straight forward.

"Looking for death! Kill!"

The squad leader guarding the warehouse shouted.

Twelve stronghold men sneered, without any fear, twelve two-and-a-half-meter long spears stabbed out at the same time, blocking all flashing space, the spearheads shining with silver light.

It has the same effect as the Immortal Sect's concentrated fire science.

Such an attack, even Internal Qi martial artists dare not face it head-on. If you resist, you die. You can only avoid the edge for a while and look for other opportunities.

*Chi! *

A white sword light flashed, the iron-clad hardwood spear shafts broke, and the break was smooth.

"Can't see clearly!"

The squad leader only had time to have such a thought in his heart, then felt his throat cool, and a large amount of blood sprayed out, his body falling powerlessly.

Looking around, the twelve stronghold men under his command were all the same, regardless of order.

Shook off the blood, the sword returned to the sheath.

Jiang Ding walked slowly into the warehouse of the Fierce Tiger Stronghold.

There were no traps in his imagination. This is a place where stronghold men and big and small leaders often come. Setting traps is looking for trouble for himself.

The first thing that came into view was piles of rice bags, mostly white rice, and some millet. Behind it were strips of wind-dried bacon hanging up.

Such a huge quantity, even if besieged for a year, the stronghold would be worry-free.

Jiang Ding looked left and right, came to the thick door on the left, a sword light flashed and vanished, and he pushed the door open gently.

"Found it."

In the warehouse, layers were piled with various swords, spears, and halberds, and even dozens of thick iron armors. The shape was similar to the Dongling Prefecture soldiers.

In addition, there were soybean oil, rolling logs, cloth, and other materials.

Jiang Ding looked at the strong bows neatly placed on the wooden shelf, skipped them, took two four-stone strong bows placed next to them, six or seven spare bowstrings, and bundled dozens of arrows, putting them on his back.

Holding a bucket of soybean oil, and tearing a large piece of cloth, he used force under his feet, and his whole body jumped straight up and broke through the roof.

"The thief is in the direction of the warehouse!"

"Kill him!"

Many stronghold men rushed into the barracks, seeing that figure, wishing they could eat his flesh!

Several leaders who had been immersed in archery for many years pulled the strong bows.

*Ding ding! *

Jiang Ding drew his sword and blocked the arrows shot from afar.

Tearing a roll of cloth, wrapping tiles soaked in soybean oil, rubbing the tiles with the sword blade to explode sparks and ignite, then using the technique of 'Pointing Sword Style', he smashed it slightly gently onto the wall of a barracks.

*Clang*, the tiles and broken cloth exploded, and the grease stuck to the wall, igniting it.

"Not good, stop him!"

Zhou Kuang's face changed drastically, realizing something.

However, separated by such a distance, even with heaven-reaching means, he could only watch at this time.

*Bang bang bang! *

Black balls soaked in grease flew out, smashing onto the walls and roofs of various barracks. Many barracks could even receive four or five balls in a row.

Soon, clusters of flames lit up in various parts of the barracks and were spreading rapidly.

The people who built the barracks were experienced, and each barracks was separated by several meters, but in this situation where there was fire everywhere, it was useless, and the fire spread rapidly.

"Save the fire!"

"Withdraw!"

'Gold-Pointing Tiger' Zhou Sheng's face turned pale, and he ordered urgently.

At this time, it was a bit late. Many stronghold men were fast in grief and indignation, rushing into various barracks regardless of danger to search for the thief who assassinated the stronghold leader.

In a short time, dozens of people were swallowed by the big fire while wailing, and those who luckily escaped were also severely burned. There was thick black smoke everywhere, blocking the line of sight.

"Beast! I will cut you into a thousand pieces!"

Zhou Kuang smashed a roof beam full of flames with an axe, and retreated with his men, avoiding the place full of flames.

In the thick smoke and fire, a figure tapped his feet, occasionally swept by tongues of fire, but without any damage, and soon left the area surrounded by fire.

The smoke and fire dispersed, and the scene in front of him gradually became clear.

The ranks were neat, swords and spears stood like a forest, bows and crossbows were aimed, and a murderous army formation aura permeated, which could not be covered even by the fierce flames behind him.

"You run, run, run again?"

A burly black man like a bear, naked on his upper body, squeezed words out of his teeth.

'Supporting Heaven Tiger' Zhou Kun!

It is said that he is the cousin of Lu Jingtian, good at hard work "Thirteen Horizontal Tempering Taibao", with copper skin and iron bones, invulnerable to swords and spears, and self-generated internal qi, Internal Qi Great Accomplishment. He often killed into an entire caravan alone, with corpses everywhere, but he was unscathed.

Beside him, separately, are 'Down Mountain Tiger' Lang Yi and 'Scorpion Tail Tiger' Xu Sanniang, both of whom are Internal Qi Minor Accomplishment.

Around left and right, there were more than sixty stronghold men holding spears and crossbows, all of whom had received strict training.

"Why should I run?"

Jiang Ding showed a smile and asked back.

Many stronghold men felt a thump in their hearts.

Only then did they think that the person in front of them was a fierce man who killed two famous experts, the stronghold leader and 'Righteousness Reaching the Clouds' Yang Dongsheng, in just a few moves, not a lamb they could hunt at will.

"Shoot for me!"

'Supporting Heaven Tiger' Zhou Kun shouted coldly.

More than twenty strong bows and crossbows shot at the same time, arrows like locusts, drowning the ground in front. ===== CHAPTER 50 =====