Chapter 211: Paper Soldier Array

Using paper as arrows and paper as swords, making them as hard as metal and stone, is nothing rare.

Any martial artist capable of condensing Yuan Qi can do it.

Just like our Qingcheng Sect, at least twenty-some people can do it.

But the opponent is paper men.

The art of paper-stitching, this kind of eerie technique, has only been heard of for ambushes and scaring people, but these before our eyes seem to possess considerable combat power.

Ji Feng looked at the fallen paper arrows not far away, his expression somewhat solemn.

Should we continue forward?

Since there are paper men guarding, it means there must be something important ahead that requires so many paper men to protect.

As long as we move forward, there could be great gains.

But similarly, it is also highly possible that they will encounter a hard opponent and be broken here.

At this very moment, those knife-and-shield paper men and spear-soldier paper men stepped forward in unison.

The force did not seem very great, but because they were dummies without the feeling of living people, and were pinkish-purple, they looked extremely intimidating.

"Husband!" The middle-aged woman tugged his sleeve, meaning he needed to make a decision immediately.

Ji Feng turned to look at his wife; as a beauty who had once been quite famous for her charm in the Jianghu, Liu Fang, though already middle-aged, was still beautiful.

Looking at the paper men army advancing step by step, he said, "Attack."

With these words, the Qingcheng Sect immediately threw themselves forward.

In their minds, no matter how threatening the paper men were, what of it!

After all, they were just paper men.

Ji Feng, holding a fine iron sword, rushed at the very front.

He swung his sword, carrying not weak Yuan Qi.

The iron sword sliced through the paper shields of two knife-and-shield soldiers, but when it sliced at the third knife-and-shield soldier's paper shield, it only left a scratch on it.

He was startled in his heart, then suddenly jumped backward.

Three paper spears thrust toward him; fortunately, he retreated quickly, otherwise he would have been pierced with three holes.

These three spears formed a triangular pattern, attacking the head and the left and right chests respectively.

Clearly, they were soldiers long trained.

But paper men cannot have training experience; that is to say, the spear skills instinct of these paper men comes from their maker.

'This spear technique...'

"It is the Yu Family Spear Array!" Ji Feng shouted urgently: "Everyone retreat, flank from the left and right, do not face the enemy head-on."

The people of the Qingcheng Sect reacted quickly, immediately retreating backward, then circling around from the left and right.

But a disciple with slightly weaker strength was still stabbed to the ground by the Third Rank spear array, his life or death unknown.

Ji Feng furrowed his brows.

Liu Fang leaped over from the side and whispered: "Husband, these paper men are very powerful, not like ordinary paper-stitching techniques. Is there anyone in the Jianghu now with such powerful paper-stitching techniques?"

"They do not seem like people of the Jianghu, but rather like soldiers, the kind who have fought wars."

As soon as he finished speaking, these knife-and-shield paper soldiers also changed formation.

Quickly they formed a circular array; their front was spear soldiers, while the archers were protected in the very center.

The knife-and-shield soldiers and spear soldiers almost simultaneously crouched down, becoming a circular shield-and-spear array; those Qingcheng Sect disciples who rushed up could not attack at all, and could only be beaten back by the knife-and-shield array and the chaotic spears.

They retreated a few steps, and just as they stabilized their footing, another wave of paper arrows shot over.

After a series of clinking and clanging sounds, thirty paper arrows fell to the ground.

Although this time no one of the Qingcheng Sect was injured, looking at the military array ahead, they knew that breaking through would be very difficult.

How about circling around from the left and right sides?

The paper men move slowly; this idea sounds feasible, but those paper men archers who can shoot arrows are not to be trifled with.

To pass from the side, they would certainly be shot at by them in a volley.

Moreover, who knows if there are other paper men army arrays ambushing ahead; what if there are?

At that time, being attacked from front and rear, the matter would be very troublesome.

Thinking of this, Ji Feng shouted fiercely: "Retreat first."

The people of the Qingcheng Sect heard this and immediately retreated, taking away the corpses of two disciples at the same time.

The paper men did not pursue; instead, they retreated a distance and continued to stand ready.

As soon as Ji Feng exited the forest, he saw An Xin's Tianyi Sect also retreating out.

He felt some anger in his heart, walked over and asked: "Young Master An, when did you come out?"

An Xin smiled: "When I saw those paper men."

"Why?"

"Those paper men have some connection with my sect."

Ji Feng looked at the other party, his expression becoming sharp: "Are you playing with me? It was also you who said this group of paper men had problems."

"Yes, but that was before I saw the appearance of the paper men." An Xin said with some apology: "But after seeing the paper men, I knew I had mistaken one thing."

"What thing?"

"Since it is a matter of seeking immortals, how could he not come?"

Ji Feng said hatefully: "You must give me an explanation."

"I can apologize to Sect Master Ji, and from now on, my sect will no longer participate in this matter."

Ji Feng was stunned for a moment: "You want to withdraw?"

"Yes." An Xin nodded: "As a friend, I also want to remind Sect Master Ji once: the water this time is very deep; if your Qingcheng Sect's swimming ability is not enough, there is a possibility of drowning."

"What do you mean?"

An Xin said, "Since the person I know has thrown himself into this game, there must be a great reason behind this matter. Have you thought about why news of the Jade Bell is spreading throughout the martial world? Clearly, Qin Donglai... well, he is at least a great general under Qin Wang. Could the divine artifact he obtained be something us people of the martial world could lay hands on? Is it possible they want to lure certain people out?"

"I think you are overthinking it."

An Xin shook his head: "When our Tianyi Gate acts, we do not act rashly without an eighty percent certainty. Now we are leaving. Sect Master Ji, take care of yourself. We shall meet again."

Having said this, An Xin waved his hand and led his disciples away.

Ji Feng looked at the pitch-black forest ahead by the moonlight; inside it was silent, yet occasionally a scream would suddenly ring out.

He looked at An Xin, who had already gone far away, then looked at the forest again, and said, "Let us move away for a distance first. When they have fought enough, we will go in."

Lady Liu Fang, the Sect Master's wife standing nearby, let out a sigh of relief.

And at this very moment, Ji Feng suddenly looked behind them; there was also a small forest there.

"Who is it!"

He shouted in a harsh voice.

More than twenty men in black clothes walked out from inside.

Although their faces were unclear, each had a broad build, obviously masters of external arts.

Ji Feng watched the opponents' footwork for a while, then suddenly said, "Shaolin Temple!"

'Well said.'

The man in black at the very front gently pressed his palms together: "Sect Master Ji has keen eyes."

"It is really you, Master Master Kurong!"

The man in black said slowly: "I am me, yet I am not me!"

"Your Buddhist sect does not advocate a pure heart and few desires, does it? How can you also be moved by divine weapons and sharp blades? Your cultivation is not good enough."

The man in black laughed: "Cultivation matters little. It is just that the Buddha once said this place has a karmic connection with our Buddha."

"Since there is a connection... why do you not go and snatch it, but instead block our path!"

"You also have a karmic connection with our Buddha."

The man in black showed only a pair of eyes, yet they were full of killing intent.

"Qingcheng disciples, be on guard!"

The sound of long swords being drawn rose up one after another.

And at this very moment, another group of people walked out from the forest on the side.

It was the Taoist Xuan Fengzi.

"Master Master Kurong, long time no see," he said with a smile.

The two groups, one in front and one behind, sandwiched the Qingcheng Sect in the middle.

(End of this chapter)