Chapter Eighty-Three: Escape
Xing Liang didn't dare to listen anymore, as long as Liu Li saw him, even if he was wearing a mask now, he would definitely be exposed.
So he quickened and walked out.
"Xing Liang?"
Unfortunately, the last thing he wanted to see happened.
Xing Liang didn't dare to wait, so he ran away.
"Xing Liang! He is Xing Liang! Don't let him run! ”
Mal Le next door.
Xing Liang scolded secretly in his heart.
The feet are getting faster and faster.
As soon as he ran around the corner, he felt a gust of wind blow behind his head.
Immediately afterwards, the tree that was hugged by a person next to him was cut off at the waist.
Xing Liang was so frightened that he rolled on the spot, secretly praying that he could escape smoothly.
However, it is impossible for the other party to just let him go.
The three of them quickly caught up.
Xing Liang first picked out a jade plaque and smashed it on the ground.
This is the one used to contact Xu Shuwen.
Although he knew that it would definitely be too late, it was better to be a dead horse doctor.
After doing this, he threw out another jade plaque as well.
However, this time, Jade failed to protect him as before.
Xiao Junming's flying sword flashed out, and he hung the tassel on the jade plate with a pancake very accurately.
The jade plate followed the flying sword, slashed across the sky, and finally fell into Xiao Junming's hand.
Xing Liang was dumbfounded this time, what saved his life was cracked like this?
Gritting his teeth, this time he could only hope that Xu Shuwen would come soon.
But how could it be so fast?
"I haven't found you yet, I didn't expect you to send it to the door yourself." Xiao Junming smiled coldly.
"Did you come here to find me? How did you know I was here? ”
Xing Liang's brain was running rapidly, he already knew that he couldn't run, and finding a way to delay time was the only way out.
Glancing at Liu Li next to him, he had a plan.
"How could I possibly tell you such a thing?"
Xing Liang smiled disdainfully, but his eyes kept skimming Liu Li.
Looks like someone who is worried about his friend's safety.
Xiao Junming naturally noticed his small movements, and glanced at Liu Li with a suspicious face.
Liu Li was anxious on the spot, eager to get rid of Xing Liang.
"Mr. Xiao, don't listen to his nonsense! He's framed for this, and I have nothing to do with him! ”
"Yes, yes, yes! The two of us have nothing to do with each other! Xing Liang also shouted beside him, for fear that Xiao Junming would not believe in their relationship.
"Damn! The surname is Xing! I, Liu Li, have been worthy of you for so many years! It's not really impossible this time, and it won't be like this, don't you hurt me?! Liu Li was so anxious that he was about to cry, if Xiao Junming really felt that there was still a relationship between the two of them, would he still be alive?
"Lao Liu, I understand you, don't worry, I'll die today!"
Xing Liang's eyes were a little resolute, and he couldn't wait to make this trip a little more muddy.
Xiao Junming is a person like him, but if he is a little suspicious, it is impossible to continue to use Liu Li.
As for himself, he still has the value of using it now, and he shouldn't die.
It's best to delay until Xu Shuwen arrives, if not, it is also a good thing to be able to borrow a knife to kill people, except for Liu Li, a traitor.
Xiao Junming stood there with a frown, Liu Li still wanted to speak, but he directly shook his hand and stopped the other party.
"Looks like you're on pretty good terms." Xiao Junming said.
"I really have nothing to do with him!" Liu Li was a little impatient.
"That's not the point, the point is that you're useless." Xiao Junming didn't raise his eyelids, and the flying sword directly cut off Liu Li's head.
Looking at the frightened expression on Liu Li's face, it froze.
Xing Liang felt a pang of sadness for no reason.
The brother who has been around for almost 10 years is gone.
"Do you know why I left you?" Xiao Junming looked at Xing Liang and said.
Xing Liang swallowed, his eyes widened.
"Because I'm still useful."
"So you need a role." Xiao Junming's flying sword rushed over, circling around Xing Liang, so frightened that he didn't dare to move.
"Don't say you don't know." Xiao Junming was obviously not easy to fool, "You can't come out of your own will, and my daughter, a few of you have already met, right?" ”
Xing Liang didn't dare to make a mistake, his eyes wandered, he looked at Xiao Junming, and then at the big monk.
He still had the same gentle smile on his face and his broom in his hand.
Xing Liang felt that he was right, this young master must have his weapon in it.
Sou!
Just as Xing Liang was racking his brains to think of a way, a sound that broke through the air sounded.
Xiao Junming's reaction was also extremely fast, and he swirled around Xing Liang's flying sword to face the wind.
While!
The sound of the two swords colliding together was very scary, and Xing Liang felt that his eardrums were about to shatter.
However, Xu Shuwen will be more than that.
A gang qi rushed down along with it.
Xiao Junming blocked the Youzi Sword, but he didn't block the Gang Qi.
He and the great monk each jumped to the side, and the courtyard wall was instantly cut in half, and if you looked down from the air, a huge crack appeared in the territory of the entire Anyuan Temple.
A figure appears below the moon.
"Where's my junior sister?" Xu Shuwen looked down coldly.
"What about my daughter?" Xiao Junming looked at it coldly.
The two of them are-for-tat, and they can kill an unknown number of people just by looking at them.
The wandering sword came out again, and the sword light in the sky above Anyuan Temple was magnificent.
The immortal fighting method above, but Xing Liang below found a good opportunity to run away.
I tiptoed and prepared to go out.
"Donor, where are you going?"
Xing conscience chuckled in his heart, how could he forget this great monk?
Xing Liang turned his head and glanced at him.
"Master ......"
Before the words fell, the monk threw the broom aside and took out a large knife from his arms.
"Donor, you're not too young, it's not okay to run around, why don't I amputate your leg?"
When Xing Liang heard this, goosebumps rose all over his body.
What do you mean to amputate my leg?
You're going to cut me off!
And isn't that broom your weapon?
You just threw it away?
But when I think about it, I don't dare to stop the movements under my feet.
At the moment when the great monk drew his sword, Xing Liang also ran away.
As he ran, he suddenly felt the wind under his feet.
So he jumped forward, only to see a blade reflecting the light swinging under his feet.
Xing Liang said secretly, so dangerous.
I'm almost going to be in a wheelchair for the rest of my life.
He kept looking back as he ran.
The speed of the great monk was not as fast as he thought.
It seems that he is just a martial artist at most.
It didn't take long for Xing Liang to run to the gate.
Xing's conscience bloomed, and he jumped out with one leap.
Can you still chase me down the street and cut me?
But he obviously underestimated the determination of the great monk.
"This donor, Anyuan Temple has been emptied for you, so don't run away." The great monk walked out slowly with a knife.
Xing Liang was a little panicked, and looked around at the open area.
Not only that, but because of its remote location, if it weren't for the Anyuan Temple, no one would come here at all.
The only one still on the scene is the old fortune teller.
Strange to say, why is he still here?
"Master, I wonder if you can let him go?" The old man suddenly stood up.
The great monk sneered, "You charlatan, you usually don't care about you, how can you dare to stand up now?" You don't look at what this place is? ”
Lao Dao smiled and shook his head.
"It has nothing to do with this, this one has a good fate with me, and saves people's lives, and is better than creating a seven-layer floating slaughter, this is still what you said."
Xing Liang thought about it, the good karma that Lao Dao said probably meant the money he gave him.
I didn't expect him to stand up at this time.
"Hurry up, don't stay here! He is no ordinary person. ”
Xing Liang didn't want Lao Dao to lose his life in order to stand out for him.
I saw that Lao Dao still shook his head.
"Forget it, I'll amputate your leg first." When the monk picks up the knife, he will cut his neck according to his old age and perform a head amputation on him.
However, as soon as his knife was raised, Lao Dao flicked his sleeve, and a sword light shot out from his cuff and went straight into the chest of the great monk.
"How is this possible?" The great monk looked at his wound with a frightened expression, took a few steps back, and fell heavily to the ground.
Xing Liang looked shocked.
It turns out that this old Taoist is actually a master?
I saw that the old man nodded at him, took back the flying sword and was about to leave.
"What's your name?" Xing Liang asked loudly.
"Poor Dao, commonly known as Su Lun."
Xing Liang felt as if he had heard this name somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.
"My friend is inside, could you please help him too?" He suddenly felt that if he added this master, Xu Shuwen would not be able to win steadily.
But Lao Dao shook his head.
"That friend of yours doesn't need my help." Then it disappeared into the night.
Xing Liang saw that the other party was unwilling, and he couldn't say anything.
Thinking back to the name of the master, he suddenly had a cold war.
Suren ...... Isn't that the palace master of Nanshan Shou Palace?