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Fanxiang took a long breath, reluctantly stood up, blocked the little cherry behind him, and silently recited the fourteen-character mantra recorded by the master in the "Chuan Xi Heart Sutra" in his heart,—— "One volt together, one advance and one retreat, it is a time of work." He half-opened and half-closed his eyes, looking at the invading enemy as if there was nothing, and his heart gradually tended to be empty, his eyes looked at his nose, his nose looked at his heart, and he meditated on the Dantian Yuanli.

After this blow, the samadhi true fire in the body and the yuan force of his own body seemed to have some neutralizing meaning, and the true qi of the dantian gradually flowed a little, so he fixed the original spirit, slowly raised his head, and said coldly to the devil officer, "Come on!" The devil officer saw it, laughed dryly, and hit the head again. Fanxiang is no longer hard connected, and he uses the method of moving his body by inch, although he is seriously injured in the body, most of his mental powers are locked, and many kung fu cannot be performed, but between the footwork movements, it is enough to deal with it.

Fan Xiang calmly looked at the enemy, holding the knife technique in his left hand, stepping on the square inch to move the footwork, and slowly unfolding the plum folding knife technique. The Folding Plum Knife Method is an introductory knife method for practicing the oblique moon knife method and the curvature knife method, which is purely for the purpose of laying the foundation, without using much magical power, and it can be used against the enemy at this time. At this moment of life and death, he inadvertently combined the square inch movement footwork with the plum folding knife method, and integrated it, and even used this set of ordinary and ordinary folding plum knife method to the realm of supernatural and powerful power. I saw him sliding to avoid the ferocity of the mace, because the broken knife was short, so he bent forward, flashed the horse's head, jumped up, his body was like smoke, followed the blade, straight to the left waist of the man, the figure was like the wind, the blade passed through, only to hear the sound of "poof", the broken knife was piercing the left waist of the general, stabbing the devil ten captains under the horse, stepping on a step, slashing on the neck again, and killing the devil officer to the ground. This series of actions was like a rabbit falling like a rabbit, very fast, and everyone was surprised when they saw it.

Since the beginning of the army, all the devil soldiers have not tasted defeat, and all of them are proud soldiers. Seeing that the chief was killed by a farmer, they all shouted in unison, rose up bravely, and slashed the farmer who was fighting with him in front of him to the ground, and approached Fan Xiang.

Fan Xiang took advantage of the interval in the battle, took a heavy breath, endured the sharp pain of the arrow wound in her left shoulder, shook her spirits, protected the little cherry behind her, and stood with a knife.

Three or five vicious dogs pounced on them, slammed their front feet, and pounced in unison.

Fan Xiang performed the folding plum knife method, stepped on the square inch to move the step, swung the knife hard, and slashed the knife from the left side of the body to the vicious dog that pounced in front of him, although the blade of the Xuanbing flame knife was broken, the divinity of the knife body was not one in ten, but the plasma flame was everywhere, the knife was dazzling, and a dark blue cold light crossed the space in front of him, and also crossed the figure of the enemy who came to attack, only to see that the body was still in the air The body of the evil dog was stagnant, all fell to the ground, rolled twice on the ground, screamed, and died on the spot.

Among the devil sergeants, three of them are military attachés, and their kung fu is not weak. The three of them each held an arc-shaped single knife in their hands, the blue light flashed, and when they saw Fan Xiang like this, they glanced at each other, shouted in unison, and slashed at Fan Xiang. Fanxiang's supernatural power has not recovered, and he can't use the curvature-driven Gu Hong's knife, that is, the powerful curvature knife method, so he has to use the entry-level "Chuan Xi Heart Sutra" to make the skillful folding plum knife method, supplemented by the square inch movement method, protecting the little cherry, and dodging the counterattack in the attack of the three-handled knife. After three or five rounds of fighting with the three devil officers, Fan Xiang looked at a flaw, shouted, slid a step to the left, turned a semicircle, swung his right arm like the wind, waved the knife to bully the left-handed enemy, and moved under his feet, stepping on the smoke and dust on the ground, the broken knife blade followed the shape, the blue flame shone in the blood red of the sun at noon in April in the world, like a blue plum leaf, flew lightly in the plum forest with the breeze, the snow was forested, the snowflakes were flying, the shadow of the dark blue plum leaf was hidden among the flowers, or appeared behind the branches, where it passed, leaving a trace of blue demonic light and shadow, full of charm, and like a shuttled blue arc, beautiful and enchanting。 Then, the faint blue light paused with the movement of Fanxiang's body, and the arc disappeared. It is the closing style of the plum folding knife method, "the snowdrifts are all over the four mountains, and a tree and plum blossoms are released". I saw that the broken blade of the knife slashed across the neck of the devil officer, and with a turn of footsteps, castrated along the blade, and then cut the carotid artery of the enemy officer in the middle. Three devil soldiers fell to the ground. This hand knife technique is to make clever use of strength, take advantage of the trend, step on the square inch to move the step, the action is elegant and chic, between the lightning and stone fire, fast.

The rest of the devil sergeants whispered a few words of deliberation, and then approached step by step. One of them shouted: "That boy, why don't you kneel down and surrender? The sergeants waved their single knives, whirring and chopping, and gradually approached, two of them suddenly burst out and slashed with their knives, and Fan Xiang threw out half of the bench with his left hand, and then poked out with his right hand, hitting one of the sergeants in the chest and penetrating through the chest. The sergeant snorted, flew backwards, and fell to the ground. Another sergeant dodged the oncoming stool and swung his knife at Fanxiang. Fan Xiang jumped a few feet to the left, dodging the single slash, and the broken knife slashed at the front door of a sergeant who was close to him. The sergeant had some martial arts foundation, and he held his sword to block the frame. Fan Xiang didn't let him touch the broken knife with a single knife, bypassed a half-arc, swept towards his waist, slashed through his flank, and slashed to the ground. The rest of the sergeants shouted in unison, and slashed at each other. Fan Xiang condensed his qi in the dantian, unfolded the square inch to move his body, protected the little cherry, stabbed the left, slashed the right, and the knife disappeared, all of which passed between the necks of the remaining sergeants. Everyone only felt that the figure in front of them was shaking, and in a trance, it was like seeing snowflakes flying all over the sky, there was a plum forest in the vast land, plum blossoms were blooming on the branches, a few bees were shuttling on the flowers and leaves, and a handsome man in an indigo coarse cloth shirt swept between the plum branches, bringing a wisp of wind, a snowflake, cold, without a trace. Then, he only felt a numbness in his neck, and then he was unconscious, and he died on the ground one by one.

The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken.

Little cherry stood behind Fan Xiang, at this moment, I didn't feel that this was a life-and-death killing field, watching Fan Xiang flutter like a god in the gap between the enemy's blades, as if she was leisurely walking under the plum blossoms in the snow, folding plum branches, sniffing green plums, idle and free, and suddenly couldn't help but look stunned, and forgot to be afraid.

Uncle Mo and the rest of the farmers, taking advantage of the fact that the soldiers were besieging Fanxiang, attacked the remaining vicious dogs with sticks and forks, and struggled to disperse them.

At this time, a large white flag was erected in the killing field in the middle of the mountain, and a purple-black white-headed eagle with a hideous gaze was embroidered in the middle of the banner, facing the mountain wind, fluttering. Inside and outside the village, people in the south, east, and west were neighing, and it was already chaotic.

Fan Xiang was seriously injured and under the attack of ice and fire in his body, he tried his best to deal with this vicious fight, his limbs were weak, and his strength was exhausted, so he collected the broken knife, took two breaths, settled down, borrowed the support of the little cherry, and looked out of the courtyard, only to see a large group of soldiers and horses running towards them, as if to surround the courtyard, all the soldiers raised their blades in their hands, and seven or eight devil generals rode on horses and galloped back and forth, and the momentum was very strong.

At this time, the fire was shining everywhere in the village of Sixiashan, and a group of devil soldiers went around to set fire to the houses of the villagers, and some soldiers took the young women of the village and put them on the saddle, and galloped down the mountain with a roar.

Uncle Mo limped over with an iron fork, and said to Fan Xiang, "Little brother, let's go to the Tiger Leaping Cliff in the back mountain, there is a small path leading to the bottom of the mountain in the Tiger Leaping Cliff." ...... Huwa, you and your sister quickly help the little brother Fanxiang to go quickly, and I will break off with your second uncle Liu. ”

The five of them supported each other, and tried their best to speed up the pace and run towards the back mountain tiger jumping off the cliff.

The two soldiers rushed into the courtyard with torches high, lit the thatch on the roof of the Mo family, and shouted: "Those two-legged sheep are going to the back mountain, the big guy is chasing after him." In the firelight, a centurion in leather robe and iron armor carried a nine-ring machete, looked up at the direction where Fan Xiang and the others had fled, and turned around and shouted, "Okay, brothers, go and take it!" Twenty or thirty soldiers shouted and shouted, rushed up, and then chased after them.

The soldiers chased closer and closer. Uncle Mo and Second Uncle Liu reversed the iron fork, faced the soldiers in front of them, stabbed and swept as hard as they could, and in a hurry, swept the three soldiers to the ground, and then another fork, struggled to provoke a soldier, smashed into the pile, and shouted: "If you are not afraid of death, come." The centurion sat down on his horse and grinned, "These little caterpillars, brethren, go and play." The sergeants laughed and slowly approached with their swords. While blocking the enemy soldiers, the five of them retreated to the top of the mountain. The devil soldiers forced Fan Xiang and the other five to the edge of the cliff.

A military attache behind the centurion shouted: "Leave that fresh and tender two-legged sheep, you big men jump down, and Lao Tzu will spare your dog's life." ”

Uncle Mo said sharply: "Lao Tzu is fighting with you!" Holding an iron fork and rushing towards the soldiers. When the military attache saw it, he laughed: "Lao Tzu sent you." "Armed with a scimitar, he jumped up and slashed Uncle Mo with his head. Uncle Mo didn't cover it up, and stabbed straight at the military attache with a fork, which was actually the same way of fighting. The military attache has a lot of kung fu foundation, dodged diagonally to the right, reached out with his left hand, grabbed the fork rod, pulled closer, and the scimitar in his right hand did not decrease, slashing at Uncle Mo, and cutting Uncle Mo's head and neck with a knife. Huwa and Second Uncle Liu roared, and stabbed the military attache straight. The military attache didn't take it seriously, he covered the knife and blocked it, raised his leg and kicked it around, kicked the tiger baby to the ground, and then stabbed back with a knife, slashed at the door in front of Uncle Liu, and then put away the knife, haha a long laugh. The laughter continued, and he had already jumped towards Fanxiang with a knife, and slashed obliquely with a knife.

Fanxiang at this time exhausted his physical strength, had to reluctantly raise the knife to block, "dang" sound, the two knives intersected, both of them took a step back, the military attache shouted, and then bullied the body, waved the knife straight to the door of Fanxiang, Fanxiang flashed hard, homeopathic back to a knife, the sound, the knife was like a meteor, in the middle of the military attaché's right shoulder, the military attache ah, yo, fell backwards. All the soldiers shouted in unison and rushed one after another. Fan Xiang shouted, and slugged to swing the knife to attack, and at the beginning of the broken knife, the officers and soldiers all shouted in surprise and retreated.

The centurion shouted, "Get out of the way!" and with the nine-ring machete, he swung his horse and slashed at Fanxiang. Fanxiang's whole body was weak, and her feet were weak, so she couldn't dodge, so she had to raise her knife to catch it. With the sound of "dang", the blood in Fanxiang's chest surged, and the mouth was fishy and sweet, so she couldn't help but take two steps back, staggered, and barely stood firm. When the enemy centurion saw it, he shouted, "Die!" Fan Xiang was confused, and subconsciously had to protect the little cherry, so he mechanically raised his knife to block the frame, only to feel a strong force hit his chest, in a daze, a mouthful of old blood couldn't help but spurt out of his mouth, and then, feeling his body light, he flew up, like a kite with a broken string, and fell down the tiger cliff.

Seeing that Fanxiang was cut off the cliff by the devil centurion, Little Cherry cried: "Big brother, don't die!"

A devil soldier threw a lasso to trap her, came over and tied her hands, and carried it on her shoulders with a grin. Several soldiers came over and tied up the tiger baby who was seriously injured on the ground and pulled it back to the camp as a two-legged sheep.

For several days in a row, one after another devil soldiers and horses brutally rushed and killed in cities, villages, and other settlements inhabited by human beings in various parts of the world, and all the devil soldiers wantonly burned, killed, and plundered in cities, plains, mountains, coastal and other villages, and did all kinds of evil. The towns and villages in the other world were originally like paradises, but now they are like hell on earth.

War is never a fairy tale.

On this day, in the war-torn sky everywhere in the world, a fire cloud chariot appeared, and two heralds holding order flags stood on it. In the sound of the horn, I only heard the herald on the chariot loudly issue an order to the soldiers on the ground, "Spread the edict of the Generalissimo of the Heavenly Court of the North Palace, the Great Marshal of the Autumn Plain, and the order of the General Murong Ke of the Beigong Otherworldly Servant Army: The scouts, signing troops, and servant armies of the Beigong Servant Army, regardless of demons or humans, will return to the headquarters as soon as possible and be ready to be dispatched at three o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow." "After each herald gave the order, it did not stop and turned westward. The servants and soldiers belonging to the Beigong Heavenly Court, whether they were demons or human soldiers, did not dare to resist the slightest order, so they all obeyed the order, returned to the camp, and prepared to go.