"Don't!"

When Yue Zhen heard this, she immediately came back to her senses from her imagination, and said with a sad face: "If you die, I will never live alone!" ”

But it was too late, Xiao Jian had already jumped off the horse, and at the same time drew his sword and stabbed the horse's buttocks, causing blood to splash.

The horse was in pain, and he couldn't care about the fatigue of running all the way, and galloped forward desperately.

"I'll try to get out, you must not do anything stupid, or I will die with you!"

Xiao Jian shouted loudly, for fear that Sister Zhen would not be able to think of doing something stupid for a while.

In fact, he was not sure that he would escape this catastrophe!

He didn't know how many pursuers there were and what their strength was. But seeing the smoke and dust billowing ahead, there are dozens of riders, to say the least.

Being in the middle of the plain, two legs could not outrun four legs, Xiao Jian simply stood in place, waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

After a few breaths, two people dressed in the armor of the Great Song soldiers actually took the lead, followed by a large area, and there were about forty or fifty people by sight.

Xiao Jian instantly understood in his heart that most of these people were the guards brought out by Jia Yi, and there were originally about 100 people.

But now that they have two horses in one person, they have obviously gathered the war horses together, no wonder they have caught up so quickly.

Thinking about it, the first few cavalrymen had already killed in front of him, and two spears stabbed head-on, flashing with a cold light.

Xiao Jian opened his eyes suddenly, and the whole person jumped up, and the green blade in his hand was quickly unsheathed.

The sword flashed, and blood splattered.

"Puff ......"

The soldier fell to the ground, and the two ownerless horses galloped off into the distance.

Compared with a few months ago, Xiao Jian's swordsmanship has made great progress, and he has gradually derived his own way, from the original elegance to sharpness, and has the characteristics of being fast, ruthless, and accurate.

His gaze was grim, and he slashed at the cavalry that followed.

The smoke and dust filled the air, and the picture was blurry.

The sword light flickered, staging a bloody romantic scene.

Xiao Jian kept shuttling through the crowd, and every time he took out his sword, he would take away a life, but he was quite sentimental in his heart, these soldiers should die on the battlefield, not in their own hands.

Over time, the number of this cavalry sharply dwindled to a third.

At this moment, a fierce cold aura hit him, mixed with a strong smell of blood.

Obstructed by his line of sight, Xiao Jian instinctively swung his sword to block.

"Boom!"

The roar sounded, and Xiao Jian also saw the appearance of the enemy clearly at this time, a middle-aged man dressed as a chivalrous man, with a fierce appearance and a strong physique.

He was holding a saber in his left hand, and his right hand was holding Qing Feng in Xiao Jian's hand.

Xiao Jian was slightly stunned, although his sword was not a divine weapon, it was also built with a lot of money, it was very sharp, and the opponent's kung fu was obviously extremely strong.

"Good boy, I didn't expect that my Zuo Ying [was blinded by a goose pecking all day long], and an oversight gave you a chance."

Zuo Ying sneered, in fact, what he said to Jueqing was an excuse to shirk responsibility. There is no so-called cooperation between the inside and the outside, he just used the excuse to go out and be lazy, but he didn't expect it to cause a big disaster.

It is foreseeable that once the news of Jia Yi's death reaches Jia Yidao's ears, he will also have to lose his skin, so he hates Xiao Jian in his heart.

Only by catching and killing the murderer can the merit be atoned.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for the opportunity I created."

Xiao Jian replied with a serious face.

As soon as he heard it, he understood the reason, this person should be Jia Yi's personal bodyguard or something.

"I will make you unable to live, unable to die!"

Zuo Ying already had fire in his heart, and Xiao Jian's words were another meal.

"We'll see!"

Xiao Jian said with a flick of his fingers.

"Finger power?"

Zuo Ying's reaction was not slow, he quickly drew his knife to dissolve it, with a calm face, and said, "What is your relationship with the Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master?" ”

In fact, he had already guessed the result in his heart, but he just asked knowingly. If you weren't close to someone, how could you learn Huang Yaoshi's stunt?

"What do you say?"

Xiao Jian's expression was playful, if it was any other time, he would never rely on his master.

But now that the situation is grim, no matter how good he is, he can tell the difference.

Zuo Ying's face was cloudy when he heard this, obviously the name of the Five Uniques still had some deterrent power.

"Hmph, what if it's from the Eastern Evil Sect?"

"You are so bold that you dare to assassinate the prime minister's son-in-law, even if Huang Yaoshi comes, he can't protect you!"

There is no doubt that Xiao Jian's idea of surrendering without a fight has failed.

Although the five uniques are famous, they did not appear in person after all, and the deterrent power is still worse.

"Then we'll see the real chapter under your hands!"

Although Xiao Jian was a little disappointed, he was quickly relieved, and he didn't necessarily have to rely on external forces.

The four eyes are facing each other, and the big battle is about to break out!

The next moment, the two rushed towards each other tacitly, and the knife and sword collided fiercely in midair.

Zuo Yingneng was selected as Jia Yi's personal guard, and his strength naturally excelled.

His sword technique was powerful and fierce, and it shook Xiao Jianhu's mouth numbly. And the opponent's martial arts are not only in the knife technique, but also in the hands of the kung fu is stronger, and the five fingers contain a sharp will, like a sharp blade that sharpens iron like clay.

"Nine Yin Divine Claw!"

Xiao Jian had experienced this set of martial arts on Huang Rong, so he was very familiar with it.

The other party used both hands, using the big knife in his hand to contain Qing Feng in Xiao Jian's hand, and his sharp five fingers waited for the opportunity to move.

Although Xiao Jian has magical powers, his attainments in this set of martial arts are not high, and he soon fell into disadvantage.

With the sound of "tearing", the green shirt on Xiao Jian's chest was scratched, leaving five deep blood marks.

"Hmph, you're a bit knowledgeable!"

Zuo Ying sneered: "But I won't spare your life just because of this!" ”

After speaking, he jumped and killed Xiao Jian again, his five fingers exuding a cold aura of Taoism.

The Nine Yin Divine Claw was originally derived from the Taoist law of the natural purpose, aimed at exorcising demons and warding off evil spirits, preserving life and nourishing life, [the gist of the first 'destroying the gods' is to be familiar with the method of cracking it.

Zuo Ying obviously followed in the footsteps of Mei Chaofeng, and used the wrong way, and simply practiced the kung fu that originally contained Taoist nature into an evil skill, although it still has power, but it has lost its true meaning.

Xiao Jian suddenly closed his eyes, calming his mind and returning to oneness.

He once again entered a certain mysterious realm, and the internal force in his body quickly converged towards the sword-wielding right arm.

"Broken!"

When Zuo Ying reached the top of his head, Xiao Jian suddenly took out his sword, and his internal force converged at one point, which was quite similar to [Gathering Qi into a Blade]. It seems to be ordinary, but the moment it is shot, it bursts out with unimaginable power.

The blade of the sword collided with the palm of his hand, and Zuo Ying's smile instantly froze.

How can it be...... Sword Intent!

Isn't this something that only a swordsman in the Grandmaster Realm can master?

"Uhh

Zuo Ying screamed, and the whole person flew out upside down, and the meridians of his right arm were almost broken.

"Hoo ......"

Xiao Jian breathed a long sigh of relief, his move was the same as Duan Yu's six-vein divine sword, and it was not effective from time to time. If it is successful, even the grandmaster has to deal with it carefully, and Huang Yaoshi almost hit it several times.

But in the past, he could only succeed two or three times out of ten, but fortunately this time he did not disappoint.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a sense of crisis arose.

Xiao Jian quickly turned around and waved the sword in his hand at the same time.

"Bang!"

Although the reaction was fast enough, Xiao Jian was still shocked by this fierce palm force, and his internal organs rolled over.

"As a monk, does the master want to join in the fun?"