There is a principle for running away:

That is, you must not have a clear destination, it is better to just mess around and just mess around.

Therefore, Chen Sheng rode his horse to the east for a while, to the west for a while, and occasionally turned a corner, and even he didn't know where he was going.

"Huh?"

The outside of the city is more empty than the inside, and of course the speed of running is faster. It stands to reason that Xiahou Feishan will never be able to catch up with him, but Chen Sheng feels that there seems to be a pair of eyes staring at him.

Strange!

Could it be that the old monster has wings? Can fly?

He was full of suspicion, and continued to gallop wildly, until he ran for more than three hundred miles, before he stopped to catch his breath.

Chen Sheng stood in the wilderness and silently experienced, feeling that the feeling of being "watched" seemed to disappear, his face was relieved, and finally a smile was revealed.

He suddenly saw that there was a big town not far ahead, but he didn't know if it was Xianyang or Xingping?

After feeding the horses some grass and taking time to relieve themselves, he got back on his horse and headed for town.

The sky is getting brighter.

Dawn crept in.

"Do you want to burn cakes? Freshly out of the pan. ”

"Hot buns......"

The market has come back to life, and the cries of all kinds of merchants are endless, and if you smell it, you can smell the smell of food everywhere.

Chen Sheng touched his empty belly, tied the horse outside, and walked into a breakfast shop.

"Shopkeeper, what's there to eat?"

Xiao Er, who was sweeping the floor, nodded: "Hello guest officer, we are most famous for meatloaf, as well as wide noodles, the kind with a big bowl." ”

The wide noodles of a large bowl?

Chen Sheng remembered something funny, although it had been a long time, he still couldn't help but want to laugh: "I'll just eat that wide noodle and serve two bowls, and the speed should be fast." ”

"Okay, guest wait......"

In this land in the northwest, the people are particularly fond of pasta, what dumplings, steamed buns, pot helmets, sugar cakes, the types are very complicated, and they are all about to play flowers.

"Sigh and snort."

Two large bowls of hot noodles were eaten in a blink of an eye, the taste was really good, Chen Sheng wiped his mouth after eating, and shouted: "Xiao Er settles accounts." ”

A familiar voice said coldly: "The old man is still hungry, or do you wait first?" ”

it!

Chen Sheng looked up in horror and found that Xiahou Feishan actually walked in from the outside and blocked the door.

How did he find me?

This TM is not scientific!

The aggrieved and suspicious caused Chen Sheng to be angry, he drew his long sword and took the initiative to rush towards Xiahou Feishan.

It's time to be desperate.

With the other party's tracking technique, it seems useless to run anywhere, so it's better to have a good time!

Xiahou Feishan flashed nimbly, dodging Chen Sheng's piercing stab, and then slashed at the major artery in his neck with a backhand.

This time, the old-timers are obviously serious, and they have premeditated, and they want to seize the opportunity when they come up.

Of course, Chen Sheng did not agree.

The upper body is a big back, even with a ban, and then kicks the lower abdomen violently.

"Hmph."

This kid's next attack is really annoying. Xiahou Feishan quickly retreated, and then quickly approached, retreated, and advanced, there was almost no gap in the connection of the two movements, and a sword also stabbed the opponent's eyebrows.

"Ding!"

Shaking the blade of the sword away with his backhand, Chen Sheng raised two left fingers and aimed them at Xiahou Feishan's eyes.

And Xiahou Feishan actually began to spin in place, spinning and swinging his sword at the same time, combining the steps of defense and attack into one.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

The two of you come and go, grab each other's first moves, and the situation becomes extremely dangerous.

After more than 30 rounds of fighting, Chen Sheng was in a difficult situation, he was kicked first, and a cut was made in his chest.

There is no way, even if he uses all his strength, he is not Xiahou Feishan's opponent.

This is an all-round contest of experience, strength, technology, and courage, and unfortunately, Chen Sheng is still a little tender now.

What's even more terrifying is that Xiahou Feishan's sword blade seems to have a strange sense of "stickiness", and the more he fights, the heavier Chen Sheng's weapon becomes, and even his arms are a little weak.

Can't put it off any longer!

Chen Sheng stabbed five swords in a row, each of which was a different school of swordsmanship, and when it came to the sixth sword, he suddenly used the "Yangguan Three Stacks".

This time, he improved his target and swung his sword straight to the heart.

Xiahou Feishan met the "Yangguan Three Stacks" again, but it was not as dodging as last time.

He could see the real attack at a glance, so he used a delicate block, knocked the blade of the sword slightly off, and then pushed his arm to stab Chen Sheng's throat instead.

The life-saving trick has been broken!

After all, it is an old monster who has touched "Thirteen Swords of Death", and it is difficult for the same move to work again.

Chen Sheng didn't want to die, so he could only retreat backwards.

"Haha, don't you want to be caught?"

Next, Xiahou Feishan was like a rainbow, striding after him, and he had completely taken the initiative.

"Snort." "Snort." "Snort."

A moment later, Chen Sheng received three more quick sword blows in his defense, and although these injuries were not fatal, they also stabbed him bloody.

The more you bleed, the more you need to calm down.

The powerful enemy has unleashed Chen Sheng's full potential and stubbornness.

He turned into a wounded viper, endured it with great patience, and swam as he fought, ready to fight back.

"Whew!"

The blade of the sword slashed across his chest, and Chen Sheng was hit by a fourth sword.

At the moment when Xiahou Feishan adjusted his angle and was about to reap the victory, Chen Sheng fought hard to meet it and finally made a move.

A sword swinged.

The clouds are as soft as the rain is as fresh.

——Xie Xiaofeng's "Spirit Magpie Double Flying".

Seeing Chen Sheng swinging his sword and pointing directly at his liver, Xiahou Feishan didn't care. His first instinct was to smash the move away from the sword, and then drive straight in, stabbing the enemy's throat.

What did you expect......

Chen Sheng's wrist flipped up at a terrifying angle as if it had no bones, and with a sharp murderous intent and full of anger, he actually changed direction and stabbed him in the chest instead.

The sound of the east hit the west, and the two magpies flew separately.

！！！！！

At the moment of lightning, Xiahou Feishan was full of horror, and goosebumps exploded all over his body.

This move is completely comparable to any sword in "Thirteen Swords of Death", although the style is different, but it is more hidden, and it is easy to break people's habitual thinking.

Xiahou Feishan couldn't dodge.

He could only twist his body a little, trying to protect his heart.

"Poof."

A sword pierced deep into the chest.

It was very cold and painful, and Xiahou Feishan staggered out a long way.

Blood stained his shirt red in an instant, and his throat was hoarse.

Xiahou Feishan stared at Chen Sheng deadly: "You...... Boy, you still have a subtle killer trick hidden, why didn't you use it sooner? ”

Chen Sheng's face was bright, and he showed a victor's smile: "It's very simple. Xiahou Lao'er, earlier you were the most vigilant, and your physical strength was also at its peak, if you do it rashly, I may not be able to hurt you. ”

"You've endured it for so long, and you've been wounded many times, just to give me this sword?"

"That's right!"

"Yes, great."

Xiahou Feishan said: "Whose swordsmanship is this?" ”

Chen Sheng said: "You know this is not my swordsmanship? ”

"Nonsense."

"You want to know?"

"Yes."

"Oh, then I won't tell you!"

Xiahou Feishan: "......"

Chen Sheng knew that his opponent's injuries were more serious than his own, so he approached step by step.

"Xiahou Lao'er, shouldn't our accounts be settled?"

"Hmph."

Xiahou Feishan was stunned and shouted: "Even if you forget it, is the old man still afraid that you won't succeed?" ”

As he spoke, he turned his head, turned around and ran.

"Hahaha, it's really the old rivers and lakes."

Chen Sheng immediately chased after him and shouted with a grin: "Where to go?" ”

From this moment on, the situation began to reverse, the cat turned into a mouse, and the victim became a deadly hunter instead!