[Please keep in mind the domain name of this site" ", or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] Seeing hundreds of people rushing over, and seeing that the countless officers and soldiers on the city wall were also squirming quickly in the direction of the city tower, Fang Jie knew that if he stayed in this open area to resist the enemy, he would definitely be made dumplings, and the ghost knew how many officers and soldiers would be chased out of this city, so he hurriedly carried Ding Dian's body and ran to the north, trying to widen the distance from Jingzhou City, and at the same time looked around to see if there was any favorable terrain nearby.

Look around, just north is a meadow, look up into the distance, faintly can see the shadow of a high mountain, that is Wudang Mountain, the northeast and northwest are two gloomy dense forests, the northwest does not need to be considered, because to enter the forest, you have to pass through the official road, I am afraid that before entering the forest, the officers and soldiers killed by the north gate will catch up.

With a sharp change of mind, Fang Jie did not hesitate to turn around and run towards the dense forest in the northeast direction, thinking that as long as he entered the forest, even if there were many enemies, he might not be able to help him.

However, just as he was about to rush into the dense forest, he only heard "jingle bell...... Ding Lingling" a bell, subconsciously looked sideways, but saw two horses galloping from west to east, but saw two horses one yellow and one white, are tall horses, saddle bridle distinct, yellow horse neck hung a string of gold bells, white horse bells are cast of silver, the horse's head swings slightly, the golden bell will make a jingle sound, the sound of the silver bell is different, Ding Lingling, Ding Lingling, more crisp and beautiful.

On the yellow horse sat a young man of twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed in a yellow shirt, tall and thin, and on the white horse was a young girl, about twenty years old, with a fluttering white shirt and a large red silk flower hanging on his left shoulder. The face is slightly dark, but the appearance is extremely pretty. The two of them hung long swords at their waists, both held a horsewhip in their hands, and the tall heads and long bodies of the two horses, it was rare that the yellow ones were all yellow. The white ones are all white, and there is not a single miscellaneous hair on their bodies, and they are handsome and strong.

"Shui Sheng!" Fang Jie, who originally wanted to run away, immediately stopped, and looked at the woman on the horse with a surprised expression, at first he didn't believe that the person in front of him was actually the heroine of Liancheng Jue, but no matter how he looked at it, it was no different from the image described in the original book, coupled with the man's outfit next to her, Fang Jie was even more convinced that the two in front of him were the "Lingjian Heroes". That man is Shui Sheng's cousin Wang Xiaofeng!

Seeing that a group of officers and soldiers were chasing and killing, he saw Fang Jie glancing at Shui Sheng vigorously. That Wang Xiaofeng seemed a little displeased, and said to Shui Sheng: "This person must be a heinous criminal, otherwise how could he work so many officers and soldiers to chase and suppress!" The rivers and lakes call us the two heroes of the bell and sword, if we can't get rid of this thief, wouldn't it make the people of the rivers and lakes laugh at the two of us in name only? ”

"That's what my cousin does!" Shui Sheng glanced at Fang Jie condescendingly, and his face changed. said to Wang Xiaofeng: "Looking at this person's outfit, it seems to be ...... It seems to be ...... Tibetan Qingjiao Blood Knife Sect Evil Monk! ”

Listening to the conversation between these two people, Fang Jie couldn't help but be stunned, and subconsciously looked down at his dress, but he had already suddenly thought in his heart that Di Yun was wearing the Blood Knife monk's robe after killing Bao Xiang in the original book, and was mistaken by these two people for a disciple of the Blood Sword Sect. As a result, his legs were broken, but Fang Jie didn't need to dress up at all, because he was originally the "evil monk" of the Blood Knife Gate, if so, these two would definitely trouble him......

Thinking of this, Fang Jie couldn't care about the chasing soldiers behind him. hurriedly threw off Ding Dian's body. was going to strike first, but Shui Sheng's movements were faster than him. Immediately lifted the horsewhip, and with a brush, it slammed down from mid-air, Fang Jie hurriedly flashed sideways, and before he could make a move, unexpectedly, Wang Xiaofeng on the side also lifted the horsewhip and slashed at him.

Fang Jie hurriedly drew his blood knife and raised his knife to block, and Wang Xiao's whip suddenly slanted downward, landing on the ground and rolling, the tricks changed, and directly attacked Fang Jie's next plate. Fang Jie hurriedly jumped up to avoid it, this horsewhip seemed to be alive, it rebounded suddenly, and it had entangled his right foot, Wang Xiaofeng's toe lightly touched the horse's belly, and the yellow horse under his crotch immediately rushed forward.

Fang Jie's martial arts were not weak, even if Wang Xiaofeng entangled him with a whip, he might not be dragged down, but Wang Xiaofeng first caused him to jump in the air, so that his foundation was completely lost, and then he whipped his feet, and then the yellow horse had the power of a thousand catties, even if Fang Jie had great strength, he couldn't stand it, only to see his body being pulled by the yellow horse, flying in the air. =

The yellow horse stretched out a few feet, and the horsewhip collapsed like a bowstring, Wang Xiaofeng gathered momentum to borrow strength, shook his arm, Fang Jie flew out like a cloud, he had a body of martial arts, but he couldn't use it at all, his body involuntarily crashed into a big tree at the edge of the forest, only to hear the "bang" two muffled sounds, Fang Jie was immediately knocked into the eyes of the stars, and fell heavily to the ground.

At this time, the officers and soldiers who were chasing and killing had already rushed to the front, and seeing that these two had injured Fang Jie for them, they were much more confident, and they hugged Fang Jie towards the big tree where Fang Jie was.

"Unlucky, how could you meet these two people...... Fang Jie can't run away now if he wants to, just now he secretly checked the martial arts of the two of them, Shui Sheng has reached the realm of Dacheng at level 300-350, and Wang Xiaofeng has reached the realm of level 350-400, in other words, if he wants to run, he will never be able to run away with his light skills, not to mention that there are so many officers and soldiers surrounding him now, and this collision just now actually knocked out 25% of the internal injuries.

Moreover, through the few moves with Wang Xiaofeng just now, Fang Jie once again realized that when the gap in the martial arts realm is not large, the key is to look at the use of moves and the reaction on the spot, even if Wang Xiaofeng's whip method is full of calculations, it is only 399 levels, and his basic parry is 420 levels, no matter how you look at it, it will not be able to stop the other party's move, but the other party uses himself to vacate and make a contribution in one fell swoop, obviously a trap has been set before making a move.

Fang Jie summed up the gains and losses of this time, and secretly speculated that meeting these two people seemed to be an inevitable setting of the system, if other sect players came to do this main task, it was estimated that they would meet these two people as soon as they rushed out of the city gate, and the result was similar, no wonder this was a series of tasks, and the difficulty was obviously not as simple as Fang Jie imagined.

Just when Fang Jie was in shock, he saw Wang Xiaofeng stepping forward and shouting: "Evil monk, you still can't survive if you want to!" Look where you're running today! After that, his right hand pressed the handle of the sword back, and the blue light flashed, and the long sword was unsheathed, and it was about to be cut off in Fang Jie's neck.

"Wonderful, wonderful! This man is a wanted criminal, kill this evil monk! Seeing that Wang Xiaofeng made a move, the officers and soldiers who had already surrounded Fang Jie cheered in unison.

Seeing such a real scene, Fang Jie felt as if he had really come to the world where Di Yun was, otherwise how could these officers and soldiers NPCs behave so humanely, the reason why they applauded and did not come up to kill in person was obviously because they were afraid of losing their lives, which made Fang Jie, who had always killed officers and soldiers as monsters, suddenly in a trance, and when he realized that Wang Xiaofeng was slashing at him with a sword, he was too late to parry, so he had to shrink his neck, roll on the spot, and dodge the sword.

"Huh?" Wang Xiaofeng stabbed the air with a sword, and couldn't help but be surprised, and Shui Sheng behind him had already reminded loudly: "This person's martial arts are not weak, cousin don't want to be big!" ”

Wang Xiaofeng's heart sank, and he only said that his failed move was lost face after being seen by everyone, and immediately stabbed at Fang Jie with another sword, and at this moment, he suddenly heard an old and dry voice in the distance and said: "Keep people under your hands, and Hugh will hurt his life." ”

Wang Xiaofeng turned his head and saw a monk in a yellow robe, the monk was extremely old, with pointed heads and shaved ears, his face was wrinkled, and the texture and color of the monk's robe on his body were exactly the same as those worn by Fang Jie. Wang Xiaofeng's face changed, knowing that it was a faction of the Tibetan Blood Sword Monk, he raised his sword and continued to slash at Fang Jie's neck, deciding to kill the little one first, and then the old one.

The sword blade is still a few feet away from Fang Jie's head and neck, and suddenly feels that the elbow of his right hand is numb, and he has been hit by the acupoint, the old monk's body is like the wind, bullying closer, and pushing Wang Xiaofeng off the horse with one palm, grabbing Fang Jie with his left hand, and lifting his right leg, he actually stepped on the back of the yellow horse on the flat ground, and the others got on the horse, and the left foot must have stepped on the left stirrup first, and then the right leg stepped on the horse's back, but the old monk neither jumped nor stepped on the stirrup, and raised his right leg, he got on the saddle, and galloped towards the water.

Because he didn't learn riding skills, Fang Jie, who had already been on horseback, couldn't help but stagger, neither left nor right, and always felt like he was going to slide down, but although this matter was more depressing, Fang Jie's face was full of surprise, because the old monk who caught him, he was too familiar, this person was none other than the Blood Knife Sect Ancestor Blood Knife Ancestor whom he could meet almost every day!

At this moment, Wang Xiaofeng, who was suddenly clicked on the acupoint, shouted: "Cousin, go quickly!" ”

Shui Sheng hesitated slightly, turned the horse's head, the Blood Knife Ancestor had already chased after him on a yellow horse, put Fang Jie on the white saddle behind Shui Sheng, and was about to push her down, Shui Sheng had already pulled out his long sword and cut off his head, the Blood Knife Ancestor was stunned when he saw her beautiful appearance, and said, "It's so beautiful!" The arm reached out and hit the acupoint on her waist.

Shui Sheng slashed into the air with a sword, and suddenly his whole body was weak, and the long sword fell to the ground with a bang, and he was frightened and frightened, and he was busy jumping off the horse, but he suddenly felt a numbness on his waist, and his legs were no longer obedient. The Blood Knife Ancestor held the reins of the white horse with his left hand, and with a grip on his legs, the yellow horse and the white horse went to Jingle Bell, Ding Lingling, Ding Dong Ding Dong, Ding Ling Ling.

Wang Xiaofeng lay on the ground and shouted, "Cousin, cousin! Seeing his cousin being kidnapped by two people, the consequences were really unimaginable, but his whole body was sore, and he couldn't move half a minute despite all his life's strength.

And Fang Jie, who didn't know how to ride, didn't care whether it was a woman or a female NPC in front of him, he shook Shui Sheng's waist and hugged Shui Sheng's waist, turned around and shouted incoherently: "Corpse!" Corpse! My corpse! ”

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