Chapter 112: In the Tavern on the City Wall (Part II)

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People are shameless to a certain point, although they may not achieve much success, but at least they will live longer.

For qi practitioners, living longer will always take advantage of it, although the thirteenth uncle is only in his thirties, he deeply understands this truth.

Although the Sun family has produced a first-class official, it is not a key position in the court, and with Sun Feng's return to his hometown, his influence is naturally not as good as before.

Although the Sun family is still a scholarly family, it lacks strength.

The thirteenth uncle is one of the indispensable forces of the Sun family, so he is much more important than Sun Qian, a waste grandson.

Uncle Thirteen knew very well how important he was to the family, and although it seemed a little ridiculous to flee in the face of a strong enemy, why wasn't it a wise and decisive choice?

Zhang Xiaodao had never seen such a person, but he understood that the more this was the case, the stronger this person called Uncle Thirteen would be.

At the moment when Zhang Xiaodao drew the knife, Uncle Thirteen decisively chose to retreat, crossed the carriage lying on the ground, and crossed the head of Sun Gan, who looked demented.

Zhang Xiaodao followed closely and ignored Sun Qian at all.

Sun Qian, who was paralyzed in the dirt, had a demented expression that stiffened even more, because of his status in the family, what he hated most was that others despised him.

And at this time, the thirteenth uncle who was in charge of protecting him was far away, and Zhang Xiaodao, who was originally killing himself, didn't even look at himself?

Such a double blow caused a violent anger in his heart, and the violent anger made him no longer demented.

However, as soon as he stood up, something made him even angrier, a slimy feeling came from his crotch, and he knew what he had done to be humiliating.

The anger was consumed in an instant. Looking at the two chasing in the distance, he lost his courage again, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one ready to run away.

But before he could take two steps, Sun Qian saw a cow standing in front of him.

The old green cow is full of spirituality, and naturally knows Zhang Xiaodao's intentions. It stood in front of Sun Gan and rolled its eyes, it wanted to say don't work in vain, you kid can't run anyway.

Sun Qian didn't understand cow language, he only felt that even an animal had to bully him, and his courage returned to his body again. He picked up a sharp sword on the ground, his eyes turned red, and he shouted, "Kill!"

The old green cow rolled his eyes again at this time, and scolded this idiot in his heart.

The long sword sank into the body of the old green cow, and did not bring out a puddle of blood flowers, and Sun Qian, who was completely crazy, did not care about this qiē. Drawing his sword and stabbing it, he repeated it for more than ten times, and he finally realized that something was wrong.

The old green cow's wound was covered with white spots, and it was still rolling its eyes.

When Sun Qian saw this magical old cow, his hands couldn't help but tremble, and then he saw the old cow bend his legs slightly, and then stretched out and flew up.

It's an even more magical picture.

The old green bull half-turned in the air. The thick cow's hooves made a roundabout kick and stomped on Sun Gan's chest.

The sound of bone cracking resounded in his ears, and Sun Gan flew a few feet away like a kite with a broken string, and fell in a pool of blood coughing up blood, losing the ability to escape.

The old green cow seemed to be very satisfied with his leg, and after landing steadily, he came to Sun Gan's face, turned around three times, and told with movements, don't leave this circle, if you dare to move the old cow, I will kick you with one hoof.

Sun Qian looked at the old green cow in front of him. I don't dare to make any movement anymore, even if this posture will make the filth in the crotch stick, sticky, disgusting.

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The official road is surrounded by a wasteland, and there are occasional hunters. Or the farmhouse is only a spark in it, without any scale.

The evening breeze was still gently blowing on the earth, but two whirlwinds swept in the earth.

Uncle Thirteen's legs were like the wind, but he knew that Zhang Xiaodao's legs were like a storm.

Therefore, he will definitely be caught up by Zhang Xiaodao, he must turn back and draw his sword, and he cannot leave the initiative to a strong enemy.

The ancient scabbard finally came with a soft groan, and the appearance was by no means delicate, and the long sword with a sword body full of talismans turned around and stabbed out, and calculated the qi qi of Zhang Xiaodao.

The sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and the body of the long sword shook slightly, as if it could make a million changes at any time.

Uncle Thirteen was very satisfied with this sword, which included the strength of the sword, the angle, the back hand left, and the budget for the enemy's position.

Such a complex sword is very powerful, and Zhang Xiaodao's response to this sword is extremely simple.

The falling snow did not cause any vision, just a very simple sweep.

The thirteenth uncle who turned around had a touch of pride in his heart, feeling the huge power from his wrist, he wanted to take advantage of the situation to bring back the long sword, and then start a series of fierce attacks when Zhang Xiaodao's knife momentum was panicked.

But at this time, Zhang Xiaodao was faster than him, the falling snow long knife was lightly supported, the long sword turned from a thorn to a pick, and with the inertia of power, the tip of the sword involuntarily pointed to the sky.

Although the moves of "Thirteen Styles of the Wild Knife" are simple to the extreme, they are the fastest and most ferocious knife techniques.

After holding up the long sword, the falling snow knife emitted a life-threatening light and stabbed directly at the thirteenth uncle.

Uncle Thirteen shouted, but let go of the long sword, and the whole person retreated thirteen steps.

The long sword flying in mid-air did not fall freely like a dead thing, but rotated three hundred and sixty degrees to aim the tip of the sword at Zhang Xiaodao, and stabbed out!

There was a hint of surprise in Zhang Xiaodao's expression.

The moment the two sides fought, Zhang Xiaodao knew that Uncle Thirteen was the pinnacle of qi, and there were too many people in the world who could manipulate flying swords.

He first misled Zhang Xiaodao with a backhand sword, and then used a flying sword as a killing move to assassinate quickly, I have to say that he was thoughtful, I am afraid that at this time, he still has a backhand killing move after retreating thirteen steps!

But Zhang Xiaodao was not afraid, not to mention that he killed a swordsman with his own hands in the barren mountains, and he also understood why the thirteenth uncle had not entered the Tongqi realm after he was over thirty.

In the moment when the flying sword came to Zhang Xiaodao's body, Zhang Xiaodao's movements were still simple, but this time the range of movements was extremely large, as if he was extremely disgusted with the flying sword, if it was accurately described, it was like shooting flies that were always circling in front of his eyes.

There was a dull loud "bang", and the falling snow long knife slapped the sword body of the long sword with its huge body.

The long sword screamed, and in an instant, it circled in mid-air, and the thirteenth uncle, who was standing thirteen steps away, spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The biggest weakness of the Edgemaker, Zhang Xiaodao knows too well.

In an instant, he came to the front of Uncle Thirteen, and at this time, Uncle Thirteen spurted a mouthful of blood, but it turned into a blood arrow, and with a flash of lightning of red light, he only pounced on the face of the knife.

Zhang Xiaodao immediately stopped, a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, his eyes condensed, and the light-like blood arrow instantly collapsed in midair.

Every step before, Uncle Thirteen had already calculated in his heart, whether it was the backhand attack in close combat, or the suddenness of the long sword turning into a flying sword, or even turning his own blood into a cluster of arrows.

If he is an ordinary master of the Enlightenment Realm, even if he can't be hit, he will always be injured because of the suddenness of these methods, so he has another chance to escape.

But Zhang Xiaodao is obviously not an ordinary master of the Enlightenment Realm, whether it is the flying sword or the means of releasing the vitality, it can be seen how vigorous the vitality and supernatural power he has.

This made Uncle Thirteen feel like falling into an ice cellar, he had always thought that he was a very good fighter, but at this time, the young man in front of him seemed to be telling him that you don't know what fighting is!

After defusing the thirteenth uncle's astonishing methods, Zhang Xiaodao did not rush to kill him, but said, "Do you know why you can't get into the trick for a long time?"

Uncle Thirteen covered his chest, his face was pale, and he was silent.

"Dao Zhi Jian, you think too complicated, in fact, you don't focus on the battle itself. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Xiaodao pointed the tip of the Luoxue long knife at the thirteenth uncle, and sneered slightly: "Fighting is to show the courage not to be afraid of death, to show your own bloody strength, not to think about anything, and to fight the enemy to death." ”

When Uncle Thirteen heard this, his face turned gray, and it was difficult to see the extreme. But he said, "You can't kill me." ”

Zhang Xiaodao never stopped talking and took a step forward.

"Although the Sun family has never been too strong in terms of strength, there is a huge sect behind the Sun family. ”

Zhang Xiaodao took another step with disdain.

"The people of the Sun family are all involved in the compass, and if you kill me, you will immediately attract countless strong enemies. ”

Zhang Xiaodao is in!

"These people will make you unable to gain a foothold in the Tang Dynasty at all, and the one you care about will be destroyed, and you are the culprit. ”

"You don't care about yourself, you think you're capable and powerful, but you have to think about the people you care about. ”

Hearing these words, Zhang Xiaodao was extremely angry in his heart, and walked in front of the thirteenth uncle who was powerless to resist, but mocked: "My friends and relatives, my wife has a mysterious origin and unfathomable strength, I guess the sect you mentioned may not be able to do anything with her." ”

"One of my friends is a little monk named Fayi, who is a disciple of the monk of Futu Monastery. ”

"Recently, I also met an assassin, he is a road idiot, but he killed the envoy of Yizhou Jiedu. ”

"There is also a little girl, she is Her Royal Highness the princess of the Tang Dynasty. ”

Uncle Thirteen didn't know if what Zhang Xiaodao said was the truth, but he didn't care, he said in a cruel tone: "The people behind me will dig out all your foundations, among those people you care about, there are always those who are powerless, do you want them to die miserably?"

Zhang Xiaodao frowned slightly, I don't know if he remembered the people from Lingyin County, and then said softly: "Okay, you really me off, although I haven't seen any compass, but I believe that such a magical thing does have the possibility of survival." ”

"Let me go, this qiē will not be born. ”

Zhang Xiaodao said in a deep voice: "In addition to making me look down on you, saying these words will certainly play a role in angering me, so whether there is a compass or not, I will go to one thing, and the Sun family will be famous all over the world." ”

After finishing the words, a cold light flashed!