It has been a while since the Daoist came to the capital, and he has already figured out the current foothold of Yintian and Feng Qiansheng.

He knew that Yintian's martial arts were relatively high, and if he was there, it would be difficult to entangle, so he planned to use a strategy to lure Yintian away from Feng Qiansheng, and then arrest people.

Although it doesn't matter if life or death, the people still hope to be able to catch it alive, in case the situation changes, having the crown prince in their hands is equivalent to having a trump card, and then they can attack and retreat.

After looking for it one night, the Daoist himself went into battle and came to the inn where they were staying and pretended to eavesdrop.

Yintian was really fooled and chased him out in person.

The people of the Dao did not run in front of him, neither letting Yintian catch up, nor letting him chase and lose. Sometimes closer to him, sometimes farther away from him, always giving him a hope that he will catch up.

The two of them ran out of the suburbs of Beijing for hundreds of miles one after the other, and the Taoist felt that it was almost there, so he turned around: "Boy, don't chase, let's fight!"

Yintian saw that it was the exhausting person, and his heart "groaned" for a moment, he immediately turned his head and ran back, but at this time, where could he outrun the exhausted person?

"What's wrong? Don't you think I plan to run if you can't beat me?" said Yu Yu as he smoothed his hair with his hand.

Yintian didn't speak, he "brushed" the three swords when he raised the sword, and as soon as he came up, he took tricky tricks, because he was in a hurry, and he knew that it would never be good to lure himself out.

The Taoist did not dare to be careless, and calmly dealt with the three swords of Yintian, and secretly praised in his heart that this young man's kung fu was better than the last time. In addition to his good kung fu, he is more calm than before.

Yintian knew that the kung fu of the person in front of him was much higher than his own, and he was in a hurry, and he didn't need to win, as long as he found an opportunity to get out and run. With his light skills in chasing the wind and swordsmanship, it is not so easy for a person to catch up with himself.

The combination of Yintian Chasing the Wind Sword Technique belongs to the factorial of thirty-six according to our current algorithm (n!, n=36), and he estimates that he will not be able to finish such a large number in this life.

The Taoist didn't want to kill him, so he didn't make a move, just blindly hiding. He also wanted to see what was going on with Yintian's swordsmanship, and how could it be so lethal?

Sometimes he feels that Yintian seems to have made this move, but it doesn't seem to be the same, just look at Yintian's "brush, brush", and there is no duplicate one.

After fighting for a long time, the Taoist saw a little bit of the doorway, in fact, he had already seen these tricks by taking them apart alone, and the problem was that he didn't know which tricks Yintian would use every time.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? This kid is not very experienced in the enemy at present, if he has more experience in the future, I am afraid that this swordsmanship will be invincible!" thought to himself.

"Since there is no way to break it, I might as well catch this kid back, and then force him to teach me swordsmanship, and then kill him after I have learned swordsmanship, so that I am afraid that the invincible one in the world will be me in the future!"

In order to capture Yintian alive, the Daoist deliberately exposed his empty door, intending to lure Yintian to attack him.

Yintian is not stupid now, he knows that this Daoist is a master, and there is absolutely no such thing as a flaw, so when he saw Lao Dao deliberately exposing the empty door, his first reaction was to run away with a false sword.

After seeing it, it was over, it was miscalculated, this kid not only didn't fall for it, but also ran away with oil on the soles of his feet.

So the roles of the two people were reversed again, and Yintian ran in front, and the Daoist chased behind.

Yintian tried his best at this time, and ran forward like his life, although the light skills of the Taoist were no worse than Yintian, but he really couldn't catch up with him for a while.

Yintian ran and ran, and saw a person appear in front of him, who seemed to be coming for the end of the road, and there were also colors on his body. The original long-sleeved clothes have become sleeveless and off-the-shoulder at this time, and the long gown that was originally worn has also become a short gown at this time.

Yin Tian knew in his heart, knowing that this must be someone sent by the old Taoist to attack Feng Qiansheng while he was away, and it seemed that they didn't have the opportunity to report the news.

Seeing this, Yintian felt that there was still hope, so he ran forward even more vigorously. The Daoist didn't catch up again, but Yintian knew that he couldn't be careless.

When he ran back to the inn, he saw that the ground was in shambles, the people in the store had run away, and the door of the inn had been kicked to pieces.

There were a bunch of corpses lying on the ground in front of Feng Qiansheng's house, and Yintian checked it carefully, all of them were people who had done their best.

Seeing so many people on the other side being killed, Yin Tian felt a little strange, although it was said that the martial arts of the three people of Feng Qiansheng were not bad, but the other party was not an idle person, they had killed more than a dozen of Feng Qiansheng's entourages in battle, no matter how bad they were, it was impossible for the three of them to kill so much?

Now the question is where did they go?

Yintian stood at the door of the inn, looking left and right, he saw a person standing at the mouth of the alley not far away waving his hand to himself, Yintian walked over without thinking about it.

This man took Yintian to turn left and right in the city, and then turned to the gate of a dilapidated temple, pointed inside, and left.

Yintian pushed open the hidden door of the temple and saw Feng Qiansheng's master and servant sitting inside.

Feng Ya was seriously injured, and at this time she was half-lying on the ground leaning against the pillars of the temple, with strips of cloth wrapped everywhere on her body.

Xianya's main wound is on the upper body, Feng Qiansheng is only injured in the limbs, and there is nothing serious in other places.

After Yintian came in, he walked in front of Feng Qiansheng, and was relieved to see that he didn't have anything important.

"It's the one who does the trick. He said to Feng Qiansheng.

"I guessed, but I didn't expect them to dare to do it near the capital, I thought they wouldn't, at least they would wait until I left the capital before making a move. ”

"He led me away so that he could attack you while I wasn't there. I was negligent, big brother. Yintian apologized.

"It's not that you're negligent, it's that the enemy is too cunning. Feng Qiansheng comforted.

"Or am I too confident and careless. After so long and they didn't show up, I lost my vigilance and put you in danger. How did you escape?" asked Yintian curiously.

"Maybe it's my life, a master saved us, otherwise Fengya and Xianya might have died, and I might have to be taken back to the south. ”

Feng Ya said: "For the sake of the son, it doesn't matter if you die a hundred times. It's just that it's really depressing to hide in Tibet like this, and I don't know when I'll be able to go back to the south and fight with them with real knives and guns!"

Xianya said to Fengya: "You can't keep your mouth shut after you're injured like this, just rely on your and my kung fu, how many of them can you kill?"