Feng Xiaoxiao jumped off the cliff, let his body fall in mid-air, and suddenly drew his sword and plunged into the rock wall with a "poof".

The round and blunt sword head was shallow, the sharp friction sound was urgent, and the hand holding the sword was as steel-steel, and his expression was as calm as a mirror.

The whole person fell leisurely, and then floated forward as if slowly.

The ironclad cavalry guarding the periphery saw him gradually approaching, and immediately sent out more than ten horsemen to meet him.

Both sides were extremely fast, and in a matter of moments, they were not far apart.

A cavalryman in front of him shouted a few words, telling the people to leave quickly, otherwise they would bear the consequences.

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't even move his eyes, but his body seemed to be as light as a feather, and in a trance, he went wrong and went behind them.

The cavalry only felt that their eyes were bright and their faces were slightly cold, and they lost his figure, and they all thought that they had seen a ghost, and they all kept looking left and right with their eyes wide open, but no one thought of looking back.

The people who are fighting endlessly, such as Gu Mozhi, Ben Yin and others, are all masters, and they see the six ways with their eyes and listen to the eight directions.

As soon as Feng Xiaoxiao appeared, the five of them were all aware of it, and they looked at him one after another, seeing that he was like a smooth and smooth light work, and several people's faces changed slightly, and their expressions were different.

Ben Yin and the others didn't know whether he was friend or foe, so they all put away their successes, divided their minds, and concentrated on defense.

Gu Mozhi naturally recognized the person, it was the strange boy who had done bad things to him before.

He knew that this young man's martial arts were not low, and he could catch his full blow as if nothing happened, so he was even more cautious.

Feng Xiaoxiao stopped abruptly when he was ten paces away from them. The whole body froze suddenly, not only did the corners of the sleeves and robes not move at all, but even the strands of hair no longer swayed with the wind. The momentum as heavy as a mountain suddenly overwhelmed away, and he was silent and did not speak.

The five of them really felt this wordless pressure, and whether they were recruiting or receiving, their speed had slowed down, and they each brought a little caution.

Feng Xiaoxiao's face sank like water, but he smiled in his heart, and snickered: "What do you call pretending." That's it...... The feeling of squandering internal force is cool! ”

He just stood motionless next to him, but he was so motionless and thorough, but he implicitly showed good skills.

This is the case. All were surprised.

How many people in the entire Central Plains Martial Arts can release internal force and protect the whole body? The Tianlong Temple of Nuoda is only five or six people, even if it is found all over the territory of Dali. It's only 12 out of 10.

But Kumachi was secretly distressed. I thought: "It's you kid again, and you suddenly came out to stir up the situation again!" ”

His martial arts are extremely high, and now he is fighting with his right hand, and he is completely at ease, and he has been fighting for a long time, but he is reluctant to leave Duan Yu behind, in fact, he can withdraw at any time, and he can't help the four monks at all.

But if you add another master to stop it. It was absolutely impossible for him to take Duan Yu away.

Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes turned slightly, taking in the expressions of the five people. Xin said: "It's better to come early, it's better to come smartly, martial arts don't need to be high, just enough is enough!" ”

He had just been watching from the cliff for a long time, how could he not know the current situation, otherwise he would not have shown up lightly.

In terms of internal strength alone, he is not as good as the four monks such as Ben Yin, and he is far inferior to the poor Gu Mozhi, but he is just enough to influence the situation, and whoever he helps, he will get what he wants.

The power of the "sneering" Yiyang finger gradually became messy and scattered, and in order to avoid exposing the key points of the vest in front of Feng Xiaoxiao, Ben Yin and others could only keep changing directions, and the rhythm of the attack was suddenly chaotic.

Gu Mozhi could have taken the opportunity to get out of the encirclement, but he was worried that Feng Xiaoxiao would take advantage of the gap to sneak attack, so he didn't dare to move.

The cavalry on the periphery came back to their senses at this time, and divided more than a dozen horsemen, rushing towards the wind, ready to relieve the siege.

Seeing this, Ben hurriedly shouted, "Hurry back!" ”

Although these cavalry are the elite of Dali, where will they be the enemies of martial arts masters, the biggest role of them is just to rely on the large number of people, fast speed, and convenient search and trace, Feng Xiaoxiao is following behind them, following all the way, to find here.

Feng Xiaoxiao squinted, and saw that all the cavalry were retreating with angry faces, perhaps seeing that he was young, he didn't think he could be very powerful, and said with a secret smile in his heart: "These sergeants don't know martial arts, let alone light skills, and eighty percent think that our side is using some kind of trick to pass through!" ”

Ben knew that Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't let Feng Xiaoxiao continue to stay aside, otherwise they would be dragged down sooner or later, and shouted: "Open!" ”

The other three monks dispersed in response, and in an instant retreated to more than ten steps away, occupying the four corners of the southeast, northwest, and northwest, and surrounded Feng Xiaoxiao together.

Feng Xiaoxiao waited at this time, his eyebrows raised, and he suddenly jumped to the northeast, and the landing point was just between the two monks.

This suddenly, so that the two monks are very caught off guard, they have been practicing meditation in Tianlong Temple for a long time, do not understand foreign affairs, and now this young friend and foe are not separated, for a while I don't know whether to stop it, or not to stop it, is a little at a loss.

They react slowly, but Kumachi reacts quickly, and immediately moves and rushes in the opposite direction.

By the time the abbot shouted, "Stop them all," it was too late.

Feng Xiaoxiao relied on the "Ling Bo microstep" to flash the belated blockade of the two monks, dragged out a long series of afterimages, and shook in the middle of the cavalry for a short while, grabbed the knights along the way, and threw them at the chasing two monks one by one, making them unable to move for a while, and then took the opportunity to run away.

With his right hand, he slashed out three "flame knives" in a row, slashed the abbot and another monk back to their original places, and Shi Shiran broke through the cavalry on the periphery and ran north.

The two of them sped forward, and in a short time they bypassed a barren mountain and rushed into a dense forest.

The cavalry suddenly stopped their horses, and did not dare to continue to follow into the forest.

Not far ahead, it is the realm of the Great Song Dynasty, and the Dali cavalry must not get too close, otherwise it will be tantamount to a declaration of war.

Originally, the four monks did not stop and continued to chase, but there was no large force of cavalry to search like a net, and it was thousands of times more difficult to find two martial arts masters in the vast mountains than to find a needle in a haystack.

A large group of cavalry stared blankly for a moment, and finally had to return in frustration.

Gu Mozhi's light skills are extremely high, even if he is carrying Duan Yu in his hand, his speed is not inferior to Feng Xiaoxiao.

The two were silent all the way, only walking through the barren mountains and mountains, one after the other, with a tacit understanding, neither far nor close.

It wasn't until late in the evening, after crossing a small river, that Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly stopped, turned around and asked: "I heard that King Dalun Ming likes to collect all kinds of divine skills in the world, and this Tianlong Temple is only to obtain the 'Six Veins Divine Sword Sutra', I don't know if it?" ”

Gu Mozhi's figure changed from movement to quiet, and suddenly stopped, but his face was still like Wen Yu, and said: "The donor is afraid that there is a misunderstanding, the little monk is stubborn by nature, and it is difficult to give up the feelings of good friends, so he went to Tianlong Treasure Temple to ask for the sword scripture for his deceased friend, and his words were careless, so that the Tianlong Temple was originally misunderstood by the abbot, thinking that the little monk had bad intentions, so he broke up unhappily. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao snickered in his heart, but sighed on his face, pretending to be distressed, and said, "I see...... Don't hide it from King Ming, but he has this kind of hobby in the next, and he admires Dali Duan's 'Six-Vein Divine Sword' for a long time, and he wanted to exchange it with King Ming with a volume of divine skills...... Either way, no matter what! ”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and muttered: "This 'Northern Spiritual Skill' is no worse than the 'Six-Vein Divine Sword', but it's a pity that it doesn't suit my appetite......"

Gu Mozhi's eyes lit up suddenly, and he immediately retracted, and said with a smile: "Please forgive the little monk for being lonely and unheard, I have never heard of this magic skill in the world." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao had already peeked and waited to see his complexion, how could he not see the abnormality, and said in his heart: "This Gu Mozhi didn't know where to learn the 'Little Wuxiang Gong' of the Xiaoyao School, and even knew the 'Northern Shengong' of the same class, it seems that it is not only as simple as getting the secret book, but eighty percent of it is taught by someone." ”

His mind was spinning, and he said: "It's normal that King Ming hasn't heard of it, this magic skill is from a mysterious sect, others don't know what the name of this sect is, no matter who knows it intentionally or unintentionally, even if they chase to the ends of the earth, they are all killed without mercy......"

"Amitabha!" Gu Mozhi raised a single palm, bowed his upper body slightly, made a joint shape, and said: "There is a sect in the world that has set such strange rules, and the little monk is really knowledgeable today." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao saw him raise his palm with one palm, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "There are such domineering and bloody rules, as soon as I hear it, I know that it is not a famous and decent family, King Ming respects his identity, and refuses to speak ill of each other, only calling it 'weird', but I don't care, saying that they must be evil demons and outsiders." ”

I thought to myself: "I can't see it for a while, does he know this rule, but if it wasn't for the Xiaoyao Sect's subordinates to pass on his 'Little Wuxianggong'?" Where did you learn that? ”

Gu Mozhi seemed to have a treasure on his face, and said respectfully: "The world is big, if there is really no wonder, today can get to know the donor, the little monk is lucky, I don't know where the donor wants to go, I really hope to be able to walk together all the way, often listen to the teachings, so that the little monk has something to gain." ”

What he said in his mouth sounded good, but in fact, he didn't have a good heart at all, if Feng Xiaoxiao refused, he was afraid that he would attack him immediately.

Feng Xiaoxiao doesn't know how, but he is conceited and has the power of self-preservation, and his purpose is Duan Yu, I can't wait to walk with Gu Mozhi all the way, if you can find an opportunity to suck a few puffs from time to time, or it won't take a long time to achieve great success, even if you are tough with it, you are not afraid, so you smiled and said: "I have something to go to Jiangnan, I don't know if King Ming will go by the way?" ”

Gu Mozhi slowly put down the single palm that was erected, and said with a smile: "The little monk is also going to Suzhou to worship his old friend, and he really has a fate with the donor." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "There is fate everywhere in the world, and when we meet, we meet year after year, in the wind Xiao Xiao, King Ming, please ......"

Kumachi was polite to him for a while, and then walked together.

The two of them each had ghosts in their hearts, as if they had forgotten that they had fought briefly outside the Tianlong Temple before, and Duan Yu was like air, neither looking at nor mentioning it. (To be continued......)

PS: Kavin, write slowly, I didn't write two chapters when I stayed up late yesterday, so let's stay up half the night today!

What you owe must be repaid in the end!