Volume 3 This gavel in his hand is not a gavel Chapter 227 Pursuit
Originally, Yuan Hao and Du Zhengxian were wanted by the Wulu Dao League because of the trouble of the Fuxian faction and the loss of the judge's gavel, and then in order to revoke Miss Mozhu's bounty order, they hid in Fuxian Town, which caused many troubles. This time, when they heard that the Dao League's pursuers were coming, they only thought that the Dao League was for the Black Mallet Dao Treasure on the one hand, and on the other hand, their identities were suspected after all, and their hearts were uneasy, so they listened to the words of the Li cabinet owner, handed over the Black Mallet Dao Treasure, and fled in a hurry. This way to the north, they hid in Tibet, cautious and fearful, seeing that the journey was smooth, they never saw any chasing soldiers of the three factions of Gu Fu Immortals, and they felt strange and worried. After that, he changed to the waterway, but he couldn't even see a thief stealing a child, so where would there be any pursuers?
It wasn't until they went to the shore of Huangwan Village that although the two of them on Yinghai Island didn't want to admit it, they had already decided in their hearts that the owner of the Li cabinet had no contact with each other in order to let Li Ruoxu and the two break off their righteousness, so they came up with false lies and deceived them, forcing them to leave.
Yuan Hao and Du Chong couldn't imagine that the lie they mistakenly thought was actually the truth, and they couldn't imagine that this was a coincidence, they actually collided with the disciples of the three sects of Gu Fu Immortals, and seeing that they were numerous and well-equipped, they really came to arrest the key criminals.
All rushed to be the first to feel a slight chill in their hearts, reacted on the spot, hurriedly caught Yuan Hao, turned around and ran away. He gritted his teeth, stared at a pair of eyes, urged his anger wildly, relied on his way to get up, and made the fastest speed in his life, never stopping life and death. He understands that this matter is unreasonable, it is useless to be reasonable, once he stops, or is caught, then he and Yuan Hao's lives really have to be killed.
When the disciples of the three sects of the Gu Fu Immortal saw that he was moving the Dharma, they were already a little far away in a blink of an eye, and they shouted loudly, and they all chased after him. There was a black shadow rushing out of the crowd, walking like flying, the body was extremely fast, a horse, just a breath of kung fu, it was already chasing the first three steps of the distance.
All of them only felt the wind in the back of their heads, the back was cold, their hearts were pounding, and they knew that someone was approaching, and this person came and went silently, which showed that his body was strong, and he must be a martial arts master. He didn't dare to look back, for fear that as soon as he turned around, his speed would drop.
Yuan Hao, who was in his arms, was the first to be held in his arms, and the people who came intersected their eyes, and saw that the other party's face was like a tree, wrinkled, and he looked like he was in his fifties, with a Confucian scarf on his head, and he was wearing shabby shirts, looking like an old scholar.
The old scholar hooked the corners of his mouth, smiled strangely, and changed the direction of an old palm, and actually grabbed Yuan Hao, and said, "Thief of the mallet, do you still have the courage to run?"
Yuan Hao was just right when he met the disciples of the three factions, he was frightened, his thoughts were disordered, and he didn't know how to react, but fortunately, they all rushed to react properly and took the lead in saving him, so as not to be caught red-handed. It's just that he feels quite guilty in his heart, and he only feels that he owes him a good favor. Yuan Hao no longer hesitated this time, twisted his body slightly, pulled out the Qingmang long sword lent by Zhuyuntang, pointed at the palm of the old scholar, and stabbed out a sword.
I saw the green mang's long sword straight forward, like a cyan meteor cutting through the night sky, tearing the flowing wind hard, and there was a sound.
Seeing that the distance between the long sword and the palm was only about a foot away, Yuan Hao felt the strength of his palm hitting his body, his skin tingled, and his breathing was slightly suffocated, but the long sword in his hand was intact and placed in front of his palm. But seeing that the old scholar seemed to feel something, he was slightly stunned, glanced at the long sword, and then the old palm was retracted, jumped away, kicked high, and immediately stretched out another palm, and grabbed it first.
In an instant, Yuan Hao's mind was racing, and he thought, "Why should this old family retreat? Alas, Grandpa Turtle's, he, he's here again...... I don't have time to think about it so much now, so I'd better push him back quickly. 」
Yuan Hao turned the long sword sideways and came back, but when he saw that the old scholar's other palm was coming too quickly, he urged more Dao Qi and slammed the long sword away.
At this moment, I saw a blue light suddenly burst out on the blade of the sword, the light was soft and flickered slightly, and as Yuan Hao's Dao Qi became more and more, the green light on the sword became trance-like and hazy.
Yuan Haoden had an illusion from time to time, only to feel that the long sword was getting lighter and lighter, as if he was holding not a sword in his hand, but tissue paper, but as soon as this thought fell, the long sword sank slightly, and returned to its original weight.
The old scholar saw the green light on the long sword, as if he remembered something, his eyes widened, and he suddenly let out a "huh", and then screamed strangely, took two steps back, and pointed his fingers, but he didn't know whether it was Yuan Hao or the long sword. It's just that between his stunned eyes, the two sides are ten steps away. But seeing that his face was embarrassed, he opened his body and continued to chase after him, but he was much farther away than Shicai.
The old scholar shouted, "You...... Yuan Hao, you ...... Why do you have that sword? That, that's clearly ......," he said, looking around, and his body speed was actually slowing down.
Yuan Hao noticed that the other party's body was slowing down, and he felt inexplicable for a while, but seeing that the distance was getting farther and farther, he was slightly happy in his heart, and said loudly: "Stinky old man, you ...... What do you want to do with us in this great battle? We have neither stolen nor robbed, so why are you chasing after us?"
The old scholar suddenly turned on a cold face, snorted, stopped the disciples of the three sects from chasing after him, and said in a deep voice: "Yuan Hao, all compete for the first! Don't quibble, where is that black mallet Dao Treasure? As long as we hand over the black mallet, the three of us will naturally go back. 」
When Yinghaidao and the two of them heard this, they were both stunned and glanced at each other. They all scrambled to stop first, took three steps back, and said aloud, "What do you mean by this?"
The old scholar snorted again and said, "What else does it mean?"
Yuan Hao frowned and said, "That black mallet has already been handed over to the master of the Absolute Thousand Pavilion Li Cabinet, not on us. 」
The old scholar sneered, and before he could speak, a Nebula disciple beside him had already stood in front of him and said, "Nonsense! You two didn't hand over the mallet at all. 」
Another yellow-robed Qilu disciple smiled and said, "The three of us have no grievances with the two of us, as long as the two of us are willing to hand over the black mallet, we will never hurt a single cold hair of the two. 」
The white-robed Fu Immortal disciple had a worried look on his face and said, "That black mallet may be the one that is lost in our sect...... Daobao, there is something related, the stakes are very high, and please make it a complete success. 」
Yinghaidao and the two were stunned again, and they didn't hand over the mallet?
The old scholar said coldly: "Do you still want to continue to pretend garlic? Aren't you just because you are unwilling to hand over the rare treasure, so you disregard the kindness of the Li cabinet owner and sneak away from the town overnight?"
As soon as these words came out, Yuan Hao and Du rushed to be the first to expect, and the two glanced at each other, and they both saw incomprehension in each other's eyes.
All rushed to be the first to say, "I have made it clear what happened, but the black mallet has indeed been handed over to the Li cabinet owner, and it is not in our hands. 」