Seeing the six ways and listening to the eight directions is the basic common sense in battle.

Chen An is not blind, how could Hall Master Zhu be such a big living person, how could he quietly hide from his eyes in the process of sneaking into the carriage, not to mention that Chen Qing could think of grabbing the little girl to threaten Chen An, how could Chen An not think of this? Because from beginning to end, he speculated on the other party's character with the greatest malice.

As a result, the truth was as he expected, Chen Qing really resorted to such a trick in order to deal with him.

After noticing Hall Master Zhu's abnormal movements, Chen An pretended to ignore it, after all, it was taboo to be distracted in battle, and if he was not careful, he would end up with a whimper, and then he was eager to kill Hall Master Lu, on the one hand, to reduce the pressure of the battle, and on the other hand, to take advantage of the gap to solve Hall Master Zhu. The whole process can be described as thrilling, if the steel knife he threw at the last moment did not nail the defenseless Zhu Hall Master, the consequences would be absolutely unimaginable.

If Hall Master Lu's death was equivalent to cutting off Chen Qing's arm, then Hall Master Zhu's death meant that Chen Qing had completely lost all the advantages of winning this battle.

Now he had only two options before him.

Either flee or fight to the death.

Through a short fight with Chen An, he realized that the possibility of killing Chen An alone was very small, even if his sword was faster than his sword and his moves were more subtle than him, but he was difficult to compete with the opponent's domineering sword technique of reducing ten guilds with one force, once he was allowed to seize the opportunity, maybe he would be the next Lu Hall Master.

As for escaping, what kind of face will he Chen Qing have in the future?

People in the rivers and lakes value face the most, and sometimes they can even ignore their lives because of their face.

And Chen Qing is naturally no exception, he knows very well that if he loses face, it will be difficult to pick it up in the future.

"Brother Chen, do you really want to protect the thieves and abandon the safety of the people in the world?"

Chen Qing calmed down, and the long sword pointed at the other party and asked the other party sharply.

Heh-

The previous mouthful of demons and demons, but now they have a mouthful of Brother Chen, and the style of words has changed really quickly.

Chen An looked at him expressionlessly, and walked towards him step by step with a steel knife in his hand.

"I think you seem to have made a mistake, I wasn't interested in what you said from the beginning, because my only wish was to send Tang Xuanfu's daughter back to her father safely, so whoever stood in my way was my enemy. ”

Stubborn bald donkey!

Chen Qing cursed secretly in his heart, but the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand did not relax his vigilance at all.

Under Chen An's step-by-step pressure, seeing that the reason did not make sense, he could no longer maintain patience and decided to strike first.

It's too late, it's too soon.

But seeing Chen Qing's feet move, the long sword was like a white snake spitting out a letter, and in the blink of an eye, it stabbed into Chen An's heart.

Chen An turned sideways and dodged suddenly, who expected that as soon as the opponent's sword blade turned, he immediately cut open the shirt on his chest, and without waiting for Chen An to react, Chen Qing's sword move changed again, and he hit his backhand directly, instantly forcing Chen An to retreat again and again.

In the face of Chen Qing's continuous swift swordsmanship like a storm, Chen An, who was embarrassed to deal with it, couldn't help but seem precarious, but he always behaved quite calmly, and his steps did not show the slightest sign of panic.

The more this was the case, the faster Chen Qing's sword became, as if he wished that the next sword could stab Chen An to death.

However, maintaining a fast sword for a long time is very physically demanding, and when Chen Qing's sword momentum slowed down, Chen An, who had been passively dodging and blocking, suddenly brightened his eyes, and immediately seized this good opportunity that he had been waiting for for a long time and slashed back with his sword.

Chen Qing didn't expect Chen An to suddenly attack at this time, and when he was about to use his sword to dissolve the attacking steel knife, he was stunned to find that there was a stiff and sore feeling in his arm, which made his movements sluggish.

It was at this dull moment that Chen An slashed away the long sword that Chen Qing couldn't block with a single sword, and then turned around and kicked him four or five meters away.

The old power has been exhausted, and the new power has not been born.

This is the key for Chen An to grasp the flaws in Chen Qing's swordsmanship, so as to turn defeat into victory.

Chen Qing, who was hit hard in the chest, fell to the ground in pain, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, and a shadow slowly obscured his vision, when he looked up, he saw Chen An standing in front of him expressionlessly, and at the same time, the steel knife in his hand was already raised high.

"No, you can't kill me! If you kill me, the Xuanwu Sword Sect will definitely ...... for me."

Before Chen Qing finished saying the last two words "revenge", his voice stopped abruptly.

Chen An stretched out his hand to wipe the hot blood that flew on his cheeks, then squatted down and searched Chen Qing's headless corpse, and then walked in the direction of the carriage without looking back.

"I'm back. ”

When I came to the carriage, I could faintly hear the little girl's whimpering.

He knocked on the window of the car and said this, and then pulled out the steel knife nailed to the side of the carriage behind the back of the hall master Zhu, seeing that the other party was moving and snorted, Chen An immediately made up for it again, this time, the hall master Zhu did not make any sound.

"Uncle ......"

Hearing Chen An's voice, the little girl immediately rushed out of the carriage, regardless of Chen An, who was covered in blood, like a hellish Shura, her hands directly hugged his thighs tightly.

"Uncle...... Father is really not a traitor who the bad guys say, you tell me, what they say is not true......"

You should have left this to ask your father. ”

Chen An threw away the steel knife in his hand, wiped the blood on his clothes and touched the little girl's head.

Regardless of the truth or falsity of what Chen Qing said before, he was not at all interested.

After all, he was just a passer-by in this world.

Once the little girl was sent back to Tang Xuanfu safely, he was completely knotted, and he planned to find a deep mountain and old forest to live in seclusion until he could return to his own world.

"Uncle...... But I'm so scared, what if my father is really the kind of person they say Yaoyao is?" the little girl cried out as she hugged his legs.

"It's your problem, not my concern. Chen An said indifferently.

"In that case, uncle, why did you save me in the first place, why didn't you just let me and my mother reunite underground!" the little girl let go of her hands and cried to Chen An while wiping her tears.

When Chen An heard this, a nameless anger suddenly appeared in his heart, his fists were clenched white, he stared at the little girl for a long time, but finally let go of his fists, and even lost his strength.

"Let's go. ”

He picked up the steel knife and walked without looking back to the carriage.

"I'm not leaving!"

As a result, the little girl shouted angrily.

"If my uncle doesn't give me an explanation, I won't go with you even if I die. ”

"Don't you want to see your father?" Chen An stopped.

"Yes, but I want to know why my uncle doesn't care about anything other than my life or death!"