The young master of Western Qin is conceited and wise, and among people of the same age, there is no one who can be worthy of his eyes. Even the other three who were called the "Four Great Princes" by him alongside the people of the world, he never thought that he could be equal to himself. He has this ability, and he has this qualification.

However, today, Nie Wushuang's extremely proud heart felt greatly humiliated. If he couldn't get this breath back, he didn't know what the point was in going to the trouble of coming here.

Chu Jiangmian thought that he would be able to escape with such a little trick? That's wishful thinking! The personal disciple of the ancestor of Qishan, how can the real ability be compared to that of ordinary masters. When Leng Feng attacked, Chu Jiangmian knew in his heart that something was wrong, and he tried his best to avoid it to the left, but he still couldn't dodge the attack range of that sword. A sword pierced him in the back, several inches deep. Under the severe pain, a figure fell, the tip of the sword dripped blood, and someone sneered.

"Cunning man, you really don't lose your reputation! I looked down on you before. Hum! ”

"What kind of heroes are you guys? Hehe! If you have the ability, you can only judge the level when you meet him in the killing field. ”

"Heroes are not heroes...... It's a pity that you don't have that chance anymore! Chu Jiangmian, after you die, I will cut off your head and send it to Jinxiang Palace in Dragon City in person! ”

Nie Wushuang condescendingly looked at Chu Jiangmian, who was seriously injured by his own sword, he had already faintly heard a shout from above the valley, it should be Nangong and the pursuing Wei soldiers who had arrived. Without further ado, this is his prey. Swinging the sword in the other hand at will, where the edge flashed, I believe that the person under his feet will be in danger of escaping the next moment, and his body will be divided into two points.

At the last moment, I suddenly heard the sound of breaking the sky. Nie Wushuang sees six ways with his eyes and listens to all directions. Faintly saw a black shadow attacking his upper body. Just by listening to the voice, you know that the coming force is very fierce. If he didn't dodge, even if he killed Chu Jiangmian, he would definitely be seriously injured. When he was in danger, he didn't have to think about it, and his body naturally reacted. When I was in mid-air, I had already seen half of the trunk of a tree that I didn't know where it came from, passing under my feet and falling a few feet away, and the huge impact force made the sand and gravel debris and grass fly, which was very surprising.

Such an opportunity to escape, of course, Chu Jiangmian would not miss it. Although it was not clear what had happened, he had already endured the pain and rolled over, slanting to the left, a sword pressed against his back and plunged between the rubble, sparks scattering. But it's dangerous and dangerous!

Nie Wushuang, who was suddenly attacked, saw that the sword he had taken out of his hand in mid-air was dodged by Chu Jiangmian. And the opponent fled extremely fast, and he was about to jump out of his attack range between breaths. He was shocked and angry in his heart, although he knew that there was likely to be a powerful enemy coming, but after all, he was reluctant to let Chu Jiangmian get out of control. Therefore, his body had just fallen to the ground, and he didn't care to see where the enemy came from first, his body followed like a shadow, and the sword in his left hand soared, stabbing viciously at the back of Chu Jiangmian's heart.

However, it is a pity. Shangcang once gave him the opportunity to kill Chu Jiangmian, but he didn't make a decision immediately, and if he missed it once, he would never have it again.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to pierce Chu Jiangmian's back, Nie Wushuang's sword used all his strength, and it was bound to pierce his heart. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a tree suddenly swept over, with branches and leaves, whistling in the wind, and the huge power almost enveloped both men and swords.

Nie Wushuang's surprise was not trivial, and he was even a little stunned in his mind for a moment. Who is this? First I threw half of the trunk of the tree, and this time I came directly to a tree? What the hell is going on!

In such a situation, it is too late to kill. In the loud bang, the gravel in front of him stirred up, and the sand and dust flew. A moment later, Nie Wushuang, who had been looking at it with wide eyes from a few feet away, saw Chu Jiangmian who was also stunned opposite. And also...... A boy who fights like a newborn calf!

Nie Wushuang wiped his eyes, making sure he was not mistaken. A young man with a bare back and arms holding a large tree looked at him with hostility in his eyes. Then, without saying a word, he picked up the big tree and hit it again.

Nie Wushuang couldn't describe his current mood. He has seen a lot of warriors with great strength. There are powerful guys in the Qin army. Even those who can do it are not uncommon. But he had never seen or even heard of someone pulling out a big tree as a weapon to fight!

After most of the day of chasing and fighting, the sun has set westward, and the hour should not be early. Although there was no shadow of sunlight in the valley, he could see it clearly. The tree the boy was holding on, with gravel roots, had apparently just been pulled out of the dense forest slope on the side of the valley. Such a special weapon, picked up and beaten people, is extremely powerful within two or three feet. The opponent has no other way to think of but to retreat and dodge.

In the face of such innate divine power, even Nie Wushuang, who had always been conceited and proud, had to retreat again and again, so as not to be injured by those horizontal branches and flying sand and gravel. Not only him, but also Nangong and the Wei armor who arrived closely behind, they couldn't get close to each other in a short period of time, let alone want to attack this valley.

A group of warriors in armor and swords were blocked out of the valley by a mountain boy who came out of nowhere, which seems a little ridiculous to say, but this is the most real reality. Countless flashes of sword light flashed and the figure leaped, looking for an opportunity to rush through. But without exception, if you get closer, you will be injured by the majestic boy.

The mouth of the valley, at the sunset. In a moment, the roar of killing was drowned out in the dust. But it was the young man who fought to the point of sexuality, jumped up the half-slope, and roared, like a milk tiger roaring in the valley, and the clouds surging in the wind. He exerted his divine power, uprooted more than ten big trees in a row, and threw them down one after another.

I don't know how long it took for the flying sand dust to finally subside. Within a few dozen zhang of the mouth of the valley, it is already a mess. Many of the armorers who had been injured just now got up in horror and stared blankly at the valley in front of them, which was blocked by trees. The blood stains on his face were mixed with sand, and his face looked extremely embarrassed.

"There are such characters in the world! But I don't know what the origin is? ”

The leader of the armor warriors, the black slash, didn't know how to break a hole in his forehead, and blood flowed down his cheeks. He didn't bother to wipe it, and muttered to himself. First hurriedly found Nangong and made sure that he was not injured, and then he was relieved.

Nangong and his face were a little pale. He looked at his group of embarrassed subordinates, and when he wanted to say something, he had nothing to say. In a situation like the one just now, I can only dodge, so how can I punish them?

Then, he saw Nie Wushuang's figure. I saw this young master of Xiqin standing on the rock on the side, his face as ugly as he looked. The way he was forced to retreat by his opponent just now was seen by everyone. Naturally, I feel very shameless.

"Brother Nangong, hurry up and order someone to move out of the valley and see if Chu Jiangmian is still there!"

Nie Wushuang had actually foreseen that this time it was likely that the bamboo basket would be empty. But he was still a little unwilling after all. Nangong gave an order, and the soldiers did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly waved their knives forward, slashing and moving, and finally cleared a passage. Although most of them have injuries on their bodies, they don't care about anything else at this time. Rushing in, they all finally entered the valley.

Nie Wushuang swept his eyes and looked around, far and near were empty, where was there still the shadow of someone. Not only Chu Jiangmian was gone, but even the tiger-like boy just now also disappeared. His sword was still stuck in the ground. When he walked over and pulled it out, he saw a large pool of blood on the rock, which was very eye-catching.

"Chu Jiangmian was stabbed by me and was seriously injured. Even if he escapes temporarily, between these mountains, it is expected that he will not live long. Hum! ”

Looking at the blood marks left on the blade, Nie Wushuang said coldly. This is certainly the result he wants most. Nangong didn't answer him. He was as unhappy as he was now. After tossing for most of the day, his men suffered dozens of casualties, and they gained nothing but killing an insignificant Zhao State guard. Such a result seriously dampened his proud and arrogant heart.

"It's no good to stay here longer, let's go!"

Nangong waved his hand, losing interest in communicating with Nie Wushuang again. All the armor soldiers followed him and walked away. Nie Wushuang glanced back, a trace of disdain on the corner of his mouth. If you can't afford to lose a little bit, it's hard to achieve great things. He put away his swords and turned to go in the other direction. But there is still other hope in my heart, that is, I hope that the dead soldiers of the Qin State led by the mountain ghost general will be able to live up to the trust and kill the hunchbacked old man and the girl. It's another harvest.

Nie Wushuang is the youngest of the four famous sons in the world. But it is also the most ambitious one. Unlike the other three royal princes, he had an ambition that lurked deep in his heart, and as the Qin state grew stronger, he became more and more determined.

If one day, if you can stand like him on the top of Zhongyue Mountain, all things in heaven and earth are under your feet, you can live up to this life!

However, now, Nie Wushuang stood with his hands in his hands, watching the sunset in the distance gradually fall. But he finally experienced the same feeling of failure as Nangong He.

However, there is one thing that Nie Wushuang actually guessed is not wrong. Chu Jiangmian was indeed seriously injured. The injuries on his body were not only caused by the sword, but in the process of rolling down the hillside, he was constantly hit by the rocks, and in fact, he was already covered in bruises. When the young man picked him up and walked away in the dust at the mouth of the valley, he had only time to say a word before he passed out.

"Little Departure...... Thank you! ”