Coming out of Roland City, Zhao Yifeng went all the way to the east, traveling thousands of miles. And for a long journey, in addition to riding a horse, there is also a magic crystal warship. This magic crystal warship, as the name suggests, is a spaceship powered by the crystal nucleus of Warcraft and can travel at high speed in the air. As long as you board the magic crystal warship, thousands of miles away, it is only half a day.

Zhao Yifeng first hurried to Tongqi City, where the magic crystal warship was stationed. Sold the tall horse to the post station at a bargain. After paying some price, he managed to board a magic crystal warship that passed near the Forbidden City.

The Demon Crystal Warship was very large, so large that nearly a hundred people boarded the ship together, and it did not seem crowded at all. On top of it, there are all kinds of guest rooms and restaurants, like a palace that can move.

Zhao Yifeng did not look for a place to rest, but came to the bow of the boat alone and enjoyed the wonders that could only be seen at high altitude.

Within half a day, the Magic Crystal Warship's energy was exhausted, and it docked in a city near the Forbidden City. Zhao Yifeng also got off the warship smoothly.

This place is called Dancheng, which is not very large, and if it weren't for the proximity to the Forbidden City, perhaps the Demon Crystal Warship would not have chosen to set up a transit point here.

After taking two turns around the city, Zhao Yifeng purchased a lot of things and updated his outfit from head to toe. In an instant, there was a little less handsomeness and a little more ruffian.

Subsequently, he chose to stay in Dancheng temporarily. First, get used to the living conditions here. Second, I also took the opportunity to learn about the specific situation of the Forbidden City. The so-called, sharpening the knife does not mistake the woodcutter. The Forbidden City was mixed, and he knew that if he didn't do his homework, it would be difficult for him to survive in that ghost place.

Five days later, Zhao Yifeng basically integrated into this place, and became familiar with major restaurants, shops and even some vendors. Based on the accounts of these permanent residents, he also has a general understanding of the basic situation of the forbidden city.

"This forbidden city is really complicated, but it can also take advantage of this."

After another two days, Zhao Yifeng finally came to the Forbidden City. Looking at the people who were in a hurry and wary of each other, he couldn't help but think about it in his heart.

On this day, on an inaccessible mountain road, a man in a black power suit and a hat walked slowly, unable to see his face clearly. Suddenly, he slowly raised his head and looked at the two people facing each other in the woods in front of him.

Of the two, a middle-aged man was in sturdy shape. On the naked right shoulder, he carried a two-meter-long nine-ring broadsword. The blade of the blade was coiled with a green dragon, and the cold light of the blade flickered, revealing a bloodthirsty fierce light.

He was confronted by a young man dressed in a thick cloth cloak. Although he is not particularly handsome, he has three points of chivalry. The sword eyebrows are obliquely pointed, and the starry eyes are shining. I saw that he held a three-foot flute lightly in his right hand, and with a push of his thumb, there was a cyan short sword lurking.

The two of them, one rough and the other introverted, form a stark contrast. After a long time, the man carrying the nine-ring broadsword was the first to speak, and said with a smile: "Hey! I didn't expect to be targeted by you. I don't know if I'm lucky or unlucky. ”

"Chijiu, the ninth-ranked existence among the top ten fanatics below Zhan Ying. likes to rape and kill girls. A nine-ring dragon pattern knife is famous in the southeast border. I'm not mistaken, am I? ”

Listening to the swordsman's evaluation of him, Chi Jiu laughed even more wildly, and even joked: "It is rumored that the ranger Xie Lang is nosy, fighting the sword rivers and lakes, just asking for a few taels of broken silver, and a pot of good wine." I wonder if I have no money to drink again if I am pestered this time? Haha..."

Hearing this, Xie Lang not only did not get angry, but laughed loudly: "Haha... Thousands of gold can be dissipated, and the turbid wine in the cup cannot be stopped. A song of evil and a flute sword, grievances and grievances are carried out with the wind. You seem to know myself better than I do..."

Speaking of this, Xie Lang suddenly changed his words and said, "In that case, you should know the purpose of my trip. ”

"Hey! I know what the hell can I do, others are afraid of your title of ranger, but I am not afraid. There are many people who want to kill me, but not many can leave alive. Today, you're either going to retreat or... Just leave me forever. ”

As he spoke, Chijiu's expression gradually became fierce.

"If you know me, you should know my way of doing things. Since the jade flute in his hand has shown its edge, it must be bent out of the sky, and the sword will not go empty. ”

As soon as Xie Lang's words fell, an earth-shattering sword slashed in an instant, and even the strong wind was one step behind it. Chijiu stopped talking nonsense and attacked first.

With a flick of the thumb, the blade of the sword is unsheathed. Xie Lang held the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and with a wave of the momentum, a ray of fine light swept through, and the sword qi was in the air. The counterattack in an instant was the first to come, and in an understatement, it was crushed by the menacing sword.

Seeing this, Chi Jiu was secretly frightened, and his vigilance against Xie Lang was even greater. The nine-ring dragon pattern knife of nearly two meters continued to swing, stirring up a majestic momentum. It was another three slashes forward, with a very tricky angle, attacking the opponent's upper, middle and lower three ways, full of oppression.

Facing Chi Jiu's mad sword, Xie Lang's sword blade turned, his wrist turned over, and the two wisps of sword qi turned into gang, blocking the mangs above. At the same time, the jade flute in his right hand pointed diagonally downward, and the slash that came straight to his ankle without deviation was broken.

The moment the sword dissipated, Chi Jiu's figure followed closely behind and also slashed over. The broadsword, which takes full advantage of its length, tries to suppress the opponent's short sword. I saw a two-meter big knife, like a wicker in his hand, lifting a weight like light. Between the horizontal and vertical slashes, the wind is rising, the dust and mud are flying, and the blade is constantly waving towards the front with the momentum of ten thousand jun.

In the face of Chi Jiu's fierce and domineering sword technique, Xie Lang's performance was extremely calm. The flute sword in his left hand was incomparably small compared to the nine-ring sword that was too big to speak. However, it was such a short sword, and under his control, it seemed to be infused with a soul.

Xie Lang held the sword in his left hand, and his footwork was extremely fast, shuttling between the dense sword shadows, but he was unscathed. The flute sword flew in his hand, sometimes holding the sword flower in his hand, lingering and pulling, retreating as advance; Sometimes decisive and resolute, the cold shadow is like a dragon, and the attack is the defense.

"Bell, bell..."

The sonorous sound of the clash of swords was endless.

Xie Lang's attack is condensed and freehand, just like Chijiu's title for him "Ranger". The body is moving, attacking and retreating, and it is easy to relax. The whole battle process seems to be accompanied by a certain rhythm, like a song of blue water and tide.

With a "bang", Chi Jiu's shoulder had an inch-long wound. I saw Xie Lang stand up and appear above his head with the hilt of his sword. The corners of the mouth are hooked, and the flute sword is like a spirit snake, tricky and accurate, and it hits with one blow.

"It is worthy of the ranger Xie Lang, and the dragon sword technique really deserves its reputation. I have to admit that I am not your opponent at all by sword fighting alone. ”

Chi Jiu casually glanced at the wound and said.

The flute sword hung lightly, the blade of the sword shook, and all the blood stains were bounced off, Xie Lang said indifferently: "In this case, I think the warm-up will end here." It just so happens that you are addicted to alcohol, and I will see you off with the contents of the glass. ”

"Hmph, don't be too rampant. In an all-out battle, it is still difficult to predict who will kill the deer. ”

As he spoke, Chi Jiu's battle spirit soared, and an invisible wind rose out of thin air, blowing his hair upside down. Looking at Chi Jiu again, a giant knife phantom appeared out of thin air behind him, and the aura of danger instantly spread.

On the other side, under tremendous pressure, Xie Lang suddenly returned his sword to its sheath. I saw that his legs were spread apart, slightly wider than his shoulders. Bend your knees slightly and stand back and forth. Then the weight of his body is pressed on his right leg, his shoulders are sunk and his abdomen is closed, and his body is half-turned. At this time, he held the sheath in his right hand and placed it on his waist, and the handle in his left hand was in the posture of drawing a knife. Suddenly, the cloak behind him was windless. What followed was an indescribable fierce sword intent. At this moment, he himself seemed to have turned into a real sword. With an invincible edge, it kept whispering, pointing directly at Chijiu.

A drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and Chi Jiu also felt the strength of this blow, and shouted: "Overlord Knife!" ”

"The blade is returned to the sheath into the rivers and lakes, and a sword from the west shocks the Quartet. Sting! ”

At this time, Xie Lang's soft groan also sounded.

In just an instant, the extremely domineering huge sword shadow behind Chi Jiu slashed down, and suddenly the wind blew violently, and the wind and clouds changed color.

At the same time, Xie Lang on the opposite side had a layer of green light faintly attached to his body. The battle spirit and energy are all gathered in one point. In an instant, his right leg slammed to the ground. Drawing the sword in his left hand, his body spread, like a thunderclap, and slashed forward with a speed like a streamer.

Seeing this scene, in the distance, a man in black wearing a hat couldn't help but feel something. He muttered, "The perfect combination of battle qi and physical strength. ”

In the end, the sword was successfully slashed down, shattering the earth and rocks and kicking up large clouds of dust.

However, the imaginary clash of strong and powerful did not materialize. When the sword fell, Chi Jiu not only did not get excited, but looked painful, and his face was difficult to see.

Upon closer inspection, a shocking scene emerged. Xie Lang had already withdrawn his flute sword and stood behind Chi Jiu calmly. One of the latter's arms was broken at the shoulder, and blood kept pouring out, looking extremely painful.

Turning his head to look at Chi Jiu, who was half-kneeling on the ground, Xie Lang didn't hesitate much, and the flute sword reversed, wanting to give the final blow.

However, when he had just made a move, Chijiu's only remaining hand quickly slapped on the nine silver rings on the back of the knife. In the next second, the two-meter-long dragon pattern broadsword suddenly exploded on the spot. Chi Jiu made a one-handed move, and the nine silver rings were actually put on his arm like a bracer.

"It's kind of interesting!"

The shattered blades in the sky formed a natural barrier between the two. Xie Lang was a little surprised, he didn't expect this nine-ring dragon pattern knife to be so useful.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast. I saw Chi Jiu swing it with one hand, and the bracer formed by the nine rings hit the shattered fragments, shooting into a dense flying blade, enveloping Xie Lang.

"Bell, bell, bell..."

In the face of the flying remnant blades, Xie Lang's sword went out of the dragon, drawing countless sword shadows in front of him, and twisting all the steel blades in the sky. Looking up again, Chi Jiu had already escaped a hundred meters away.

"Ranger Xie Lang is indeed not comparable to ordinary bounty hunters."

During the escape, Chi Jiu crushed a jade bottle and sprinkled the powder inside on the severed arm. Enduring the pain of his broken arm, he galloped quickly in one direction. And gave such an assessment.

"If you escape like this, I will quit drinking for half a year!"

Leaving an afterimage on the spot, Xie Lang chased after him as soon as possible.

This chase didn't last a few seconds, and since Chijiu was already seriously injured, the distance between the two was rapidly closing.

Looking at Xie Lang, who was chasing like an arrow, Chi Jiu shook his hand violently, and the two silver rings shot towards the rear.

Seeing the silver ring flying, Xie Lang's sword flicked it away. However, after that, seven more silver rays of light swept by, and finally made his body stagnate. The distance between the two also widened in an instant.

Ahead, Chi Jiu, who threw out nine flying rings, also coughed up blood, obviously hurting qi and blood. However, when he felt that he was about to get rid of Xie Lang's pursuit, on the way, a man in black wearing a cloak suddenly appeared.

"Get out of the way..."

With a frown, Chi Jiu shouted angrily, wanting to scare this person away. He understands that now, with his weapon broken and the wound of this broken arm, if he is caught up by Xie Lang, he will inevitably die.

It's just that the man in black on the road ahead doesn't seem to have any intention of leaving, and is still standing there straight.

"Get out of here!"

Approaching, Chijiu's eyes were sharp, and he fanned the man in black with his backhand. It's just that, the next moment, something happened that he didn't expect.

I saw that the man in black, who was originally standing still, suddenly turned into an afterimage, stepped up his legs, and hit Chi Jiu's chest with a side kick. This leg, the movement is smooth, its force is natural, there is no trace of superfluous movements, clean, sharp.

In the next second, in Chi Jiu's stunned eyes, his body had already flown upside down. He felt like his sternum had collapsed, and the sharp pain accompanied by difficulty breathing made his brain dizzy.

However, the moment he was stopped by the man in black, his fate was already sealed. A flute sword burst through the air, pierced through its back, pierced its heart, and then castrated unabated, nailed straight to a large tree in front of it.

Blood splattered, and Chijiu fell to the ground, his eyes widening fiercely. However, unfortunately, when his pupils finally became hollow, he could not see the true face of the man in black. can only sleep forever in doubts and endless regrets.

I don't know what material this flute sword is, Xie Lang retrieved it, and with a slight shock, the blood stains were scattered as if they had been peeled off. Returning the sword to the sheath, Xie Lang looked at the man in black in front of him who was slightly lean and wearing a hat, and said with a smile: "Thank you Brother Tai for your move, otherwise there will be a chase and you will have to delay the time to drink." ”

The man in black nodded, and turned away to say more.

"Brother and slow!"

Seeing Xie Lang stop himself, the man in black also stopped.

Seeing this, Xie Lang couldn't help but smile and said, "If Brother Tai doesn't dislike it, can you accompany Xie to drink a pot?" ”

The man in black paused, looked at Xie Lang, who was holding a jade flute and was chivalrous, finally turned around and spit out a word simply: "Okay." ”

Looking at the man wearing a hat and dressed in black, Xie Lang guessed that he didn't want to reveal his identity. Immediately, he took local materials, beat a few hares, and roasted them on a fire. After a while, the smell of meat came out.

Obviously, this Xie Lang has done this kind of thing, with a bit of wrist, all kinds of spices, wine, and everything.

It's getting dark. After a while, Xie Lang tore off a shiny rabbit leg and handed it over. Then he looked the man in black up and down, and said helplessly: "I said brother, how should I call it?" I can't call you a black brother, can I? Hahaha..."As he spoke, he took a bite of the crispy rabbit leg and poured another sip of soju, and couldn't help but laugh.

"You just call me Dumu!"

The man in black said.