Chapter 8: Escape

The wind was cold and biting, blowing chills in Xiu Wannian's heart, and the palm holding the broken sword oozed dense beads of sweat. It's not the heat, it's the indescribable pressure!

Xiu Wannian never wanted to talk about no desire and arranged for Ye Xiaochai to block the way, which was really a big trouble. Ye Xiaochai is a master, a master with a sword, and a difficult master, and it is no exception for Xiu Wannian. Compared with dealing with Ye Xiaochai, he is more willing to compete with opponents who are not weak in foundations like Qilu and Tan Wuxi, rather than Ye Xiaochai, a master in the sword.

The sword is born as a swordsman, and it is the victory or defeat in the moment of life and death, and it is even more so for a top master like Ye Xiaochai. Xiu Wannian likes the feeling of being in control, and hates being calculated to the point that he needs to be in a situation where he needs to fight between life and death. But at the moment, he has no choice, too much hesitation will only give the talk of no desire behind him, and the chance for the rugged passers-by to catch up, three to one is really life and death!

"Kill the Endless Sword!"

Make up your mind, Xiu Wannianfu's move is a very powerful killing move, and he seeks a quick victory! It's a pity that in terms of foundation, the lamp butterfly may be above Ye Xiaochai, but in terms of sword, he chose the wrong object!

In the face of the oncoming cold killing sword, Ye Xiaochai Yin Phoenix Purple Phoenix started, and the sword move contained the sword intent of self-humility and continued to be used, only defending and not attacking as if it was flowing water, sealing the path of Xiu Wannian. Ye Xiaochai knew that at this moment, he only wanted to stop the enemy from dragging on for ten thousand years, rather than separating life and death. This time it is not a testimonial sword, but only to kill the life of the conspirator!

How could Xiu Wannian not know Ye Xiaochai's thoughts, and after a few moves, he made a slightly impatient provocative voice: "The sword madness also needs the help of others to be willing to fight me head-on?"

This kind of provocation is difficult to shake the mind, Ye Xiaochai's sword walks at will, the sword is faster than the speed of thinking, every move and every style forces Xiu Wannian to concentrate on it, and it is difficult to disturb the mind with a sound. In a hurry, the faster and more ruthless the two of them fight. The fight was only for a moment, and Xiu Wannian's ears moved, and he heard the sound of footsteps not far away, and he was suddenly confused!

The rugged passers-by have no desire to catch up with him! Knowing that something is wrong, he has made a false move for ten thousand years, and people look to the side and run away. However, the three of them each guarded one side, and the direction of the rugged passerby was just the same as it, and it was too late to change the way of Xiu Wannian.

"Ten thousand years of cultivation!"

With an angry shout, the rugged passers-by attacked from the rear, and the dragon's tail was wrapped around the back of Xiu Wannian with a huge force. Just when the lamp butterfly fell into a disadvantage, a burst of flower-shaped black and white blurred light and shadow suddenly appeared directly above the lamp butterfly, sending out a qi to block the attack of the passers-by, and then in front of everyone's eyes, the Xiu Wannian swept away and flew quickly into the distance.

The sudden change made Tan Wuxian stunned, and then the ancient artifact shipped out 10,000 points of Venus, and the sword qi rushed into the sky and stabbed at the light and shadow. Qi Luren and Ye Xiaochai also made a move at the same time, but this mysterious light and shadow came suddenly, and it was difficult to succeed for a while when they hurriedly issued a trick, so they could only watch Xiu Wannian being taken away. The rugged passers-by want to start and chase again, only to hear a leisurely poem into their ears.

"A hundred years of the world is empty, a body and mind; Only the deep and dense places of the mountains, the day is long and sits down to cover the pine pass. The three of them looked back and looked at it, and a young man in a purple shirt with a flowing and gentle temperament walked over with a smile: "Poor Kou Mo chase!"

It is difficult to estimate the level of the person in front of him, and the passer-by looks at Tan Wuyi suspiciously, looking for information about the person.

Tan Wuxian just bowed his head slightly, and did not answer, but looked at Zi Jin Bao and said: "Zi Jin Bao, Fang Cai has been seriously injured by the thunder strike of the Qi Passerby for ten thousand years, why don't you chase it?"

"Xiu Wannian is not seriously injured, it is just a human shell, I don't believe you can take a closer look. ā€

The passer-by was startled, and ran to the place where the half-foot sword fell to the ground, and sure enough, it was only an empty shell, and he couldn't help but regret greatly: "What a cunning fox! This time he let him run! However, I don't know who my friend is?"

"Heh, in the next heavenly calamity purple bag. ā€

"Purple Tips?" The passerby's eyebrows furrowed, he hadn't heard of the name. But looking at the talk of no desire, at least this person is a friend and not an enemy.

"The Heavenly Tribulation Purple Bag is the Heavenly Tribulation Purple Bag, it has nothing to do with anyone, please remember my name well, because I will be very famous in the future, and I will be famous in the martial arts!"

The rugged passerby looked at the handsome young man in front of him speechlessly, this person was really unkind when he spoke. The passerby arched his hand and asked: "Friend, although you are kind to help, why don't you let me chase and kill Xiu Wannian?" If you miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to kill him next time!"

"On the surface it looks like you have the upper hand, but in detail, it's not like that. The so-called birds are poor and they fight, and animals are poor...... I can't remember what I said. ā€

As if he was short of words for a while, Zi Jinbao shook his head: "Alas, if you talk too much, it's really not bad! It's too noisy here, let's go to a quiet place and have a good talk!"

After finishing speaking, Zi Jinbao grabbed the hand of the rugged passerby, and the rugged passerby had not yet had time to use the method of getting out, and he had been pulled out hundreds of zhang away!

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Withered branches and dense forests, a blue shirt uĆ n screen descending Lang Moraine concave vegetables and clamps, Mu Shaoai ran away, Wen Renran naturally would not be stupid enough to fight hard with so many people. When they could no longer detect the breath of the person following behind them, the two looked at each other and stopped.

Taking a breath, Mu Shaoai sprinkled a handful of soldiers, and after covering up the traces of the two, he complained: "Huhu, I'm tired to death this time, and I finally got rid of those guys." ā€

"Are you embarrassed to say, it's not kind to run away alone in advance!" Wen Renran wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied casually.

Out of danger, Mu Shaoai took out his cigarette gun and took a deep breath: "You can't say that, old man, I am using my life to open up a way to escape, you should thank me!"

The same can be said of the scoundrel guy! Wen Renran said disdainfully: "Then next time I will run first, how about you cushion behind?"

"How can that happen? In such a situation, the old man doesn't want to toss again, you can enjoy it alone. Besides, it's obvious that you're causing trouble, and it has nothing to do with me! I'm only helping out of friendliness!"

Mu Shaoai shook his head in gratitude and exhaled a puff of smoke: "Now that we have temporarily gotten rid of those people, what are you going to do next?"

Wen Renran was stunned for a moment, thought for a while and replied: "I still have very important things to do, Shao Ai, you have nothing to do, so let's go and meet your friend first." ā€

"Don't need my help? ā€

Wen Renran waved his hand and said disapprerovitically: "These people can't kill me, Shao Ai underestimates me too much." ā€

"Yo, it's not me to detoxify, I'm afraid you're going to be chased by those guys in the wilderness now!" Mu Shaoai couldn't see the blind optimism of the people in front of him, half sarcastic and half reminded, and then asked, "Do you really need my help?"

"You are kind, I understand, but this is not a small matter, you better not get involved. ā€

This is really not a small matter, if you don't get it right, you will have to mess up the two foundations of Shulou and Longsu all of a sudden! Wen Renran is still worried, how should he tell Chu Junyi about this when he goes back! He can't say that he went out and accidentally killed the heads of the two Confucian branches, right? Hmm...... Now it's just about to die, it's not that far, you can't scare yourself!

"Between friends, it's not interesting enough to refuse. ā€

Wen Renran hesitated for a moment, but it was indeed a little strange to refuse, so he asked, "Hmm...... I can't ask for it if you want to, but you don't have enough time?"

Thinking of the friend who pulled the erhu, Mu Shaoai looked a little strange: "Every time I go to that friend's residence, most of them need to wait for a month to meet people, and even if I go now, I may not be able to see them, so I am not in a hurry." ā€

"In that case, I am disrespectful. ā€

"That's very good. Mu Shaoai nodded, his eyes scanned the woods, and he found the right direction and turned around and walked forward: "But before dealing with your affairs, let's do something with me first." ā€

"What for?"

"Take local materials, find some medicinal herbs, and make some suitable toys!"