Xiao Jian drew his sword and flew back, jumped into the mountain forest, and walked quickly for a while, just as he saw a group of more than a dozen disciples of the Buddhist Gate of Western Heaven Bliss vomiting blood and throwing flying from a high place tumbling down, and when he ran over, Xiao Jian cut off one of the Buddhist NPCs who had not yet been killed with a sword, and rushed up the slope.

The purple shirt was disheveled, and there was almost no blood on his face, and he looked very tired. "Brother Dusk, go west or east?"

"East."

Xiao Jian said simply, and the two of them performed light skills, speeding all the way. ran for more than 300 miles in a row, and finally threw off those Buddhist disciples of the Western Heaven Bliss without a trace. Xiao Jian cleaned up the traces along the way, and the two of them turned to the northeast and galloped for more than a hundred miles, and finally found something with water and a hidden small cave nearby to rest temporarily.

After the Battle of Heavenly Court, the NPC disciples of the Western Heavenly Bliss seemed to regard them as the main targets of pursuit, and the number of people sent out to hunt them down was very large. So far, the two of them have had a quiet time, and the longest quiet rest time is only two hours. The purple shirt drank some water, hurriedly washed his head and face, spread his robe on the cave floor, and fell asleep.

The little sword lit a fire, put on the raw meat, closed his eyes as if he was sleeping, and when the barbecue was cooked, he took it off and replaced it with raw meat. I don't care about any cooking skills, it's just to replenish my strength. The purple shirt is not good at long-term continuous combat, although so many years of hard work and improvement have made the energy consumed by the artistic conception of Wanfa Quantong much lower than in the past, but it has always been very limited. Compared with other artistic conceptions, it will always be faster to overdraw.

In such a situation, any quiet time is more than Xiaojian to grasp the opportunity to rest.

The flames are blazing, and the firewood is near. Xiao Jianyan didn't open his eyes and threw the prepared wood into it. In the eyes of many people, he and Purple Shirt could not adapt to this kind of adversity. But actually. When they first entered the rivers and lakes, they often wandered in the wild. At that time, almost the entire people in the rivers and lakes were wandering in the wild, because it was difficult to make money at that time, and the skill level of the people in the rivers and lakes was far inferior to that of NPC craftsmen. I can't make anything to make money, the pay for the task is very low, and what I can do is too limited. There are a lot of people waiting in line, and it often takes a whole day to do it.

In that case, the vast majority of people in the rivers and lakes are poor, who can afford to live in an inn? All the money was saved for the purpose of paying tuition fees and changing weapons and equipment, and the martial arts at that time were very weak, and the improvement of martial arts in that period was far less valuable than the increase in combat effectiveness brought by changing weapons. Those who can't stand the suffering, can't bear the painstaking process and squander, in the end, it turns out that they have a slower rate of acquisition than others because of the backwardness of weapons and equipment. As a result, it is impossible to learn in a better practice hole, and it is getting farther and farther behind in this vicious circle......

White dusk in that period. There is a group of friends, those people trust the ability and future of Xiaojian and Purple Shirt, and leave their savings to them in the midst of hardships and hardships, in order to further strengthen their advantages, widen the gap with others, and make Purple Shirt's skills improve faster, and purchase materials and formulas earlier and more comprehensively. Later, the growth of Xiaojian and Zishan was indeed ahead of the rivers and lakes, when the martial arts reached a certain level, the replacement of equipment and weapons was no longer as important as the improvement of martial arts, Xiaojian and Zishan gave weapons and equipment to those who struggled together, and all the income continued to be used for the replacement of weapons and equipment for those people.

Therefore, at that time, the small sword and purple shirt were always active on the rivers and lakes as a down-and-out swordsman, a poor ghost-like sword.

The rivers and lakes during that period were very difficult and beautiful. There are very few things to fight for vendettas, everyone is full of unknowns to explore the future, enthusiastic efforts to move forward, and there are few things to fight for in the practice cave, only the ease and pleasure of chatting.

It was not a short time, but it was not a long time.

It's not short, so it's enough to make Xiaojian and Purple Shirt unforgettable.

When the firewood is about to burn out, Xiaojian will always throw in new wood in time, and he doesn't need to look at it at all, because he accurately calculates the time when the firewood burns out, and of course, he also calculates how long it will take for the meat to be cooked, so Xiaojian doesn't need to look at it or pay attention to it.

An hour and a half passed, and the pursuing NPC disciples of the Western Heaven Bliss Buddha Sect appeared again on the edge of the consciousness capture range. The purple shirt also woke up, took the barbecue handed by Xiaojian, and smiled while eating. "Brother Dusk's barbecued meat is so boring, it tastes the same every time, bland and tasteless!"

Xiao Jian didn't say anything, the taste of his barbecue was originally like that, because he had no interest in the so-called delicacies. For him, food is just a necessary physical supplement, and it doesn't matter how it tastes. In the past, there were others in Tianmeng who did it well anyway, and they ate whatever the taste was, and they never cared, but there was no such condition at the moment, and of course he didn't care, let alone bother for the taste.

"Hehe, Brother Dusk, don't you feel like when you first entered the rivers and lakes to do a time-consuming task? But at that time, it was lively, and there were no NPCs chasing and killing...... A lot of people sleep together in the wilderness, in order to save money and wait in line for tasks when they go to the mountains and forests to look for wild things, a rabbit chases a large group of people, just see who can grab the fast...... Hee-hee...... Now that we're rabbits, it's up to us to see if we can run fast enough. ”

Purple shirts always smile a lot, especially when they laugh. Xiao Jian didn't ask if the purple shirt was tired, because it was inevitable. Such escapes and endless battles have been going on for a long time and will continue for a long time. No one will not feel tired in this kind of pursuit, the difference is that some people will be defeated by exhaustion, and some people will not.

"The combat power is not high, the strongest fifth order, the number is three thousand, and it can be killed." Within the scope of consciousness capture, the number of NPC disciples of the Western Heaven Bliss Buddha Sect who were quickly surrounding and approaching had been accurately grasped, and the decision made by Xiao Jian was to fight, and the purple shirt nodded happily, but he ate the barbecue unhurriedly. Xiao Jian ate quickly, and the NPC disciples of the Western Heaven Bliss Buddha Sect who surrounded him were already very close.

"Hehe, Brother Dusk will fight for a while, I haven't eaten yet!" The purple shirt was reluctant to let go of the barbecue, and was still focused on eating. When the battle will be completed, the strong reinforcements of the NPC disciples of the Western Heaven Bliss Buddha Sect will approach, they can't predict how long it will take to eat something like this next time, and they can't predict how long it will take to eat.

"You eat."

Xiao Jian drew his sword and went out, looking at the large group of NPC disciples of the West Heaven Bliss Buddha Sect who rushed over with an indifferent expression......

When a large group of Buddhist NPC disciples flew up, Xiao Jian stabbed out the Dongshenghua Mountain in his hand with an indifferent expression, and a cyan sword shadow flew out of his body in an instant!

A beam of cyan sword qi suddenly flew into the sky from above his head, and exploded in an instant, turning into a continuous stream of cyan sword qi flying in all directions, and it fell like a torrential rain...... In a moment's effort, hundreds of fifth-order NPC Buddhist disciples of Western Heaven Bliss were all pierced by the cyan sword qi, and they fell to the ground, lying in a large circle.

"Demons! Obsessed, he dared to kill the disciples of Buddhism with the Buddhist skills of the Buddha of the Three Realms! It is really an unforgivable sin - the Buddha is merciful, but there are times when he has to subdue demons and eliminate demons! Come on, Arhat Formation-" The NPC disciples of the Western Heaven Bliss Buddha Gate who were angrily pursuing the West Heaven set up a formation, besieging the city in half a circle in front of the little sword, running back and forth extremely fast, and in a short time, the figures were heavy, almost making it impossible to distinguish which shadows were real and which were virtual!

That's almost, though.

A cyan, three-zhang long sword qi suddenly flashed, and it shot into the formation in an instant, and the five Buddhist NPCs who presided over the formation were shot by the sword qi on the spot! The originally seemingly wonderful formation was immediately interrupted, and before a new NPC Buddhist disciple could re-preside over the formation, the cyan sword qi that had just fought just now flew into the air, and at the same time exploded, it turned into a continuous stream of falling cyan sword qi......

More than 800 NPC disciples of the Western Heaven Bliss Buddha Sect who couldn't evade were all hit by swords and fell to the ground......

The three thousand enemies had already been killed by Xiao Jian before the purple shirt came out after eating.

Purple Shirt walked out of the cave with the last piece of barbecue, and smiled happily as he looked at the corpses of monks lying in the woods or hanging on the branches, grinning. "They're so embarrassed! Dugu was given the name of the Buddha by Da Ri Rulai, and Dugu's martial arts became the stunt of Western Heaven Bliss? ”

A figure, the speed of the rapid intrusion into the small sword consciousness capture range, after a while, a person dressed in black, also covered with a black robe appeared in the line of sight of the two, saw the corpse of the monk in the woods, the speed of the person's running did not slow down for a moment, when he got closer, he jumped down in front of the two of them, clasped his fists and saluted. "Holy Lord, Deputy Holy Lord. The Martial God has been processed and transformed. As he spoke, the man took out a dark purple Tai Chi Bagua mirror-shaped object from his bosom and offered it with both hands.

"Huh? It's so fast! "The purple shirt was held in her hand, and the Tai Chi Bagua mirror-shaped thing changed with her mind, and quickly turned into a long one-handed sword, a two-handed short sword, a two-handed long sword, a multi-section stick, a spear, a long stick, a long knife and other weapons." Hee-hee, it's a good makeover. The martial god weapon was originally the decorative shape of the chessboard, and after Yi Yun got it, he gave it to the purple shirt, but the purple shirt didn't like that kind of shape, and he didn't like the color, so he asked the skilled masters of the Heavenly Alliance to work together to try to transform it into the current appearance and color, and the purple shirt was very satisfied. Thank you for your hard work, go back quickly, it's not good to let the Buddhist Gate NPC of Western Heaven Bliss run into it! ”

"Holy Lord and Deputy Holy Lord take care, for the sake of the Heavenly Alliance, you are so in danger...... If we can't do our own thing, where will we still have the face to meet the Holy Lord and the Deputy Holy Lord! The man's tone choked slightly, clenched his fists, and bowed back. (To be continued.) )