Li Hongsheng suddenly shouted at the entrance of the cave: "Little brother, attack Mrs. Wen quickly. Her sword skills are unstable on all three." He had been immersed in the Bagua knife for decades, and he knew how she used the knife by listening to the sound of the sword wind.

Min Jiageng was suffering from being unable to win for a while. When he heard Li Hongsheng's cry, he was overjoyed. He bent over and stretched out his fist to hit Mrs. Wen's leg. Mrs. Wen didn't even try to avoid it, she raised her knife and struck him directly on the back. She only wanted to hurt the enemy, not herself. Min Jiageng turned sideways to get out of the way of the knife, and Mrs. Wen struck with the second knife in succession. She clearly heard Li Hongsheng telling the enemy to attack her base, but she refused to defend it. Li Hongsheng shouted: "She is desperate and desperate, you can't take her knife away. Think of a way out!" Min Jiageng thought to himself: "I already knew this, why do you need to remind me? What can I do if I encounter such a crazy woman?"

The battle outside the dog cave was fierce. With one against two, Min Jiageng gradually gained the upper hand, but it would take more than a hundred rounds to win. Mrs. Wen saw that the situation was unfavorable, and listened to Li Hongsheng yelling and pointing out the enemy, and told him the secret to breaking the Bagua Knife bit by bit. She was very angry and thought to herself: "You don't avenge your fellow martial brother, it's wrong, but you help the enemy instead, you are really a wolf-hearted traitor." She didn't want Li Hongsheng to be in a desperate situation. If he didn't help Min Jiageng, his life would not last more than a moment or three. In her rage, she thought: "This little bastard is very skilled in martial arts. Now that he has escaped, it will be difficult to kill him. Then burning these traitors in the hall will help a little bit of the evil in my heart." She shouted to the servants and quickly added more charcoal to burn them.

Li Yun couldn't help but stamp his feet and complained that Min Jiageng was useless. Li Hongming said: "Director Wang, help us with hidden weapons quickly!" Wang Wanhu had already seized more than ten hidden weapons in his hands, but Mrs. Wen and three other people were fighting fiercely next to the dog hole, fighting close to each other, unable to see the target and launching based on illusions. How could they guarantee that they would not hit Min Jiageng? Min Jiageng was astute and had already thought of this, and tried to lure Mrs. Wen out of the dog cave several times. But Mrs. Wen was afraid of Wang Wanhu's hidden weapons, so she never fell into this trap.

At this time, the burning smell in the hall became stronger and stronger. First, everyone's hair and beard curls were burnt, then the edges of their clothes were rolled up, and everyone's breathing gradually became difficult. Chen Mengmei couldn't bear the scorching heat and was half-conscious. In desperation, Zhou Yinbing stretched out his head and squeezed hard into the dog hole, but the hole was small and the head was big, so how could he get out? The four corners of the dog hole were made of extremely thick and heavy granite. He held it with both hands and shook it vigorously, but he couldn't move even an inch.

Li Hongming suddenly remembered: "If Min Jiageng has a guy, how can Mrs. Wen be his rival? Why didn't I think of it earlier?" He immediately reached out to pick up the purple gold knife he threw on the ground. Unexpectedly, the blade of the knife touched the underground iron plate and was already extremely hot. As soon as he grabbed it, he screamed in pain. At this time, he could not stand for a moment in the iron hall. He endured the burn on his hands, tore off a piece of his clothes, wrapped it around the handle of the knife, pulled Zhou Yinbing away with his left hand, and shouted: "Min Jiageng, the guy is coming! Come on." With a wave of his hand, he threw the steel knife out of the dog hole. Min Jiageng turned around to pick it up. Wen Wenxin also heard the cry and came to snatch it at the same time. I heard both of them exclaiming at the same time, and with a clang, both knives fell to the ground.

It turned out that Min Jiageng grabbed Li Hongming's single sword first, but the handle was extremely hot and he let go as soon as he caught it. Wen Wenxin jumped to the dog hole, but was hit on the wrist by Wang Wanhu's money dart, and the steel knife in his hand was also thrown down. Min Jiageng missed the target, and Mrs. Wen's purple-gold sword had already hit the back of his heart. He dodged sideways, rushed to Wen Wenxin's side, and suddenly used the "press the cow to drink water" move, raised his palm to press the back of his neck, and with a movement of strength, Wen Wenxin Xin pressed him straight down, his cheek fell to the ground, and he happened to touch Li Hongming's half-red-hot single knife. He let out a sneer, followed by a low scream, and a long scorch mark appeared on half of his handsome face.

Everyone in the hall was overjoyed at this scream, only saying that Wen Wenxin had been injured by Min Jiageng. Mrs. Wen's desire for revenge and her love for mother and son were at war in her heart, and she ignored her son and hurriedly slashed at Min Jiageng's shoulder with the knife. There was a clang, but Min Jiageng did not dodge. He turned his wrist and crossed the knife. It turned out that he had taken the opportunity to grab Wen Wenxin's purple gold knife in his hand.

Everyone in the hall was in the dark and extremely hot, but when they heard the clanging of the two swords, they knew that Min Jiageng had grabbed the weapon and was attacking with all his might, which gave them a little more hope. Li Hongsheng shouted: "Cut her right shoulder!" Yue Sheng shouted: "Kill the ones who add firewood first!" Zhao An'an shouted: "Don't get into trouble with the old woman, it's important to find a way to open the hall door!" Zhou Yinbing howled loudly: "It's so hot! It's so hot!" Everyone was in chaos.

Min Jiageng didn't know that finding a way to open the hall door was his first priority, but Mrs. Wen struggled desperately and could not slow down. His swordsmanship was much better than that of Mrs. Wen, but the situation was unique at this time. He was young and inexperienced, and it was difficult for him to deal with it calmly. He got several opportunities, but Mrs. Wen used all her strength to dismantle them.

The two fought fiercely for seven or eight rounds, and Mrs. Wen couldn't help but retreat. Wen Wenxin took a single sword from the servant and stepped forward to attack. When the servants first saw that their mistress and young master had weapons in their hands, they could only win with certainty against an empty-handed child. Now they saw that their mistress's hair was disheveled and she couldn't help but retreat. It was obvious that she was outmatched. Everyone held knives and guns, and joined the battle one after another. The servants had low martial arts skills and chopped and kicked Min Jiageng, injuring several people in an instant. However, Wenjiabao's servants were all brave and refused to retreat even though they were injured. But the sound of shouts, crashes, shouts and curses, and the crackling of firewood were all heard together.

Everyone in the hall heard that the fighting outside was getting more and more chaotic, and they all thought that although Min Jiageng was brave, how could he win as a child against the entire Wenjiabao enemy? So some cursed, some sighed, and some wailed, adding noise to the noise.

Suddenly I heard a voice shouting: "Listen, Min Jiageng: Use the Yin and Yang Jue to first capture the main brain, and use the Chaos Ring Jue to disperse its subordinates." This voice was full of energy, covering all the noise, and the words were clearly spoken. It was Wang Wanhu's voice.

Min Jiageng saw that the enemy was getting more and more fighting, and he was already agitated and didn't know what to do. Suddenly he heard Wang Wanhu's words and thought that Director Wang had seen a lot of people and what he said must be true. His knife was taken from Wen Wenxin. Although the edge of the blade is curled, it can still be fatal if it hits. Mrs. Wen saw that he was coming with a fierce and vicious force, and she hurriedly raised her sword. When the two swords collided, they rang twice. The second time, Min Jiageng suddenly changed from strong to soft, from yang to yin. He drew back and waved, and his wrist suddenly turned three circles.

He turned with the trend, but Mrs. Wen's arm reversed the circle. By the second circle, she could no longer turn her arm, but she felt severe pain in her elbow bone, so she had to let go and put the knife. The purple gold sword flew up and shot into the sky. Min Jiageng made a move using the Yin Yang Jue, and then struck her shoulder with a knife. The blade of the knife was about half a foot away from her shoulder. She saw her white hair shawl, and half of her face was stained with blood. A thought flashed in her mind: "This old woman is really pitiful, how can I chop her to death with one knife?" He quickly turned the blade over, trying to hit her shoulder with the back of the knife, making her unable to fight anymore, and then rushed to open the door to save people.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Wen let go of her purple-gold sword. She immediately had the idea of ​​dying with her enemy in her heart. When she saw Min Jiageng raising the sword to chop him down, she did not dodge. Instead, she took a step forward and rolled into his arms. She clasped the "Shenfeng Point" on his chest with her right hand and the "Zhongzhu Point" on his lower abdomen with her left hand to hold firmly. Min Jiageng was shocked and struck down hard with the back of his knife. Mrs. Wen let out a cry, her shoulder bones shattered, but regardless of everything, she grabbed Min Jiageng's acupoint and refused to let go. At the same time, she hooked hard with her right foot, and they fell to the ground together.

Min Jiageng had no experience in facing hostile battles until now. He had no idea that the enemy could be so ruthless when desperate. After being caught by her, he had to struggle hard. Old Mrs. Wen opened her mouth and bit his shirt on the chest. After a few rolls, they both rolled towards the fire. Min Jiageng shouted: "Let go quickly, aren't you afraid of being burned to death?" He was so confused that he forgot to use his hands to free himself from the tight entanglement, and in panic, he violently snatched it back. The two rolled a few more times and finally rolled into the fire.

Wen Wenxin shouted: "Mom!" He flew to the rescue, raised his single knife, aimed the handle at Min Jiageng's Tianling Cap, and cut it off. Min Jiageng turned his head to avoid it, but the handle of the knife still hit his forehead, and he almost fainted from the pain. Wen Wenxinsheng was afraid that his mother would be injured, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to lift the two of them out of the fire, looked at Min Jiageng's vest, and slashed down with a sharp knife.

At this critical moment, Min Jiageng's mind suddenly became clear, and he suddenly made a strange move, kicking back with his right foot, hitting Wen Wenxin's wrist, and then kicked out his second leg. This leg kicked with all his strength, causing Wen Wenxin to fall five or six feet away, unable to get up for a while.

Min Jiageng's clothes were on fire, his forehead was in splitting pain, and his chest and lower abdomen were being twisted by Old Mrs. Wen desperately. He quickly dropped the steel knife, shouted loudly, and shook his arms rapidly with two rattling sounds. He got rid of Old Mrs. Wen's entanglement and rolled on the ground, extinguishing the flames on his clothes. Mrs. Wen was old and fainted after being exposed to fireworks. Several helpers were busy beating the fire on her body.

Min Jiageng ran into the crowd empty-handed, feeling very angry with himself: "At this time when I was risking my life and fighting fiercely, I still wanted to pity the enemy. I didn't lose my life just now. It's really unreasonable." At this time, he was no longer merciless and grabbed a single sword between his hands. He punched, kicked, and elbowed him with the knife, just like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. In a moment, he beat the servants away and fled.

He rushed to the hall door, grabbed a fire fork from the servant's hand, and started to stir up the charcoal piled in front of the door. He saw that the iron door was burning red, and he couldn't help being shocked: "If the door knob and the iron door are welded together, the door cannot be opened. It's open." In the critical situation, he didn't think much. He raised the single sword, channeled all his strength into his right arm, and slashed straight down. With a click, the door button fell down. The force of the cut was too great, and the single sword actually tilted up and bent into a curved ruler. He threw down his single sword, hooked the firefork on the door knocker and pulled it outward, but it didn't move. Min Jiageng was so anxious that his heart was beating wildly: "Don't miss it in the end, and the iron door can't be opened!" He was a child at heart, and suddenly cried out, and he tried hard to pull, but after hearing a continuous crunching sound, the iron door slowly opened, and black smoke mixed with flames rushed out from the door.

He didn't expect the hall to be so burned, so he shouted urgently: "Director Wang, come out quickly!" He saw one person rushing out of the smoke, Li Hongsheng, followed by Li Yun, Zhou Yinbing, Yue Sheng, Zhao An'an, and finally Wang Wanhu came out holding Chen Mengmei. Everyone's clothes were burnt to pieces and they were in a miserable state.

At this time, the wood in the hall was on fire, the tables and chairs were on fire, and even the beams and pillars were in flames. The timing was close to the truth. If Min Jiageng broke in after a cup of tea, someone would definitely die. Seeing that Wang Wanhu was safe and sound, Min Jiageng rushed forward and shouted: "Director Wang! Director Wang!" Wang Wanhu's eyebrows were all anxious, but he remained calm. He smiled slightly and praised: "Good boy!"