On the Dongqiu faction, the army of the Wulin League has pursued the Shura King under the leadership of Shen Tu Lie, and it is very urgent, and there are many things behind him that have not been properly arranged, when Wen came back, the first thing he saw was the disciples of the Dongqiu faction, and the people went to the house to be lonely, with the help of the disciples of the Dongqiu faction, he bandaged the wound, ate a bite of food, asked about the situation, and asked for a horse and a knife, he wanted to go to the head of the Lianheng faction.

There are some things he has to do, he has to do, some things are more important than chasing and killing the Shura King, the Shura King is the enemy in front of him, and some people are the enemies behind him, the enemy hidden in the light is the enemy, he is not terrible enough, and the enemy hiding in the shadows, he is not the enemy in the first place, this is terrible.

Wen insisted again and again, the disciples of the Dongqiu faction were very helpless, so they had to arrange, and gave a mule and a scimitar, it turned out that the horses of the Dongqiu faction were all given to be ridden away, and then they came back later, and there were no mules left.

After a day, Wen met a group of people from the Wulin League on the road, they were walking from dejected, it turned out that the people in front of them were running too fast, they had no horses, they walked on two legs, the middle of the night passed, and finally they were left behind, they got lost on the road, there were dozens of people, Wen believed that there would be more such people, and asked them to be the main force led by Shen Tulie, so he drove the mule and continued to chase.

Although the mule's footsteps are not as fast as the horse, but the patience of this old man is excellent, he walked for a day and a night, seems to be tireless, does not eat grass, does not drink water, can still stand it, the horse can stand it, but the person is not good, Wen is the original injury is not light, the road is bumpy, the liver and stomach are almost twisted together, very uncomfortable, he got off the mule, washed his face on the side of a small river, let the mule eat grass and drink water on the side, it is unfortunate, at this time, a group of people came behind him, all of them were in good spirits, Wen turned around to see, but not very happy, although they are people from the Wulin League, but not Shujian Villa, Jinwu Valley and other friends, but a disciple of the Hui Ji faction, the person at the head of the group, is none other than Guo Meng, who has no ears.

Guo Meng sat on the horse, and when he saw Wen Zheng, he immediately smiled: "This benevolent brother, you are walking so fast, this mule's foot is not bad, we are very worried about your injury, you are so seriously injured, and you are walking so fast, can your body stand it, come on, let me see." ”

Wen snorted, wiped his wet hands on the shabby robe, and slowly pulled out the scimitar, he is not not good at playing with knives, and he does not know how to use knives, his most book-taking weapon is still a strangely shaped soul flag, in fact, it is not called a soul flag, it is a weapon specially built by him, when necessary, he can hang a colorful flag on it, write a few big characters on it, know the past life, solve the back body, fortune teller, he is his buddy on the rivers and lakes, these sons have become his disguise, in the eyes of outsiders, he is a fortune teller, or an ugly fortune teller, in his own eyes, he dare not forget, he is a descendant of the Wen family of the top ten families, his family fate is not good, life is troubled, Now he is the only one left, he used to be two people, and he has a sister, and then his sister was lost, he cried for several days, and now he has not given up looking for it.

Guo Meng appeared, everything was so clear, it was not appropriate to say more, Wen used a weapon that did not take advantage of his hand, walked slowly towards him, and said: "Guo Meng, what kind of death do you want, I have to do the way for heaven today." ”

Guo Meng waved his hand, and Hui Ji sent two disciples to run left and right towards Wen, and when the distance was still three zhang, he walked outward, made a big circle, and surrounded Wen.

Guo Meng waved his hand again, and they were also two disciples of the Hui Ji Sect, one standing in front of Wen and the other behind Wen Wei.

Guo Meng put down his hand, turned over and dismounted, and swore and said: "Lu Qianyu's collusion with the eldest lady of the Demon Flame Sect, Qiu Luoluo, has defected to my Wulin League, and he is a big traitor, as his friend, you are his comrade, and you should be killed." ”

Wen didn't understand anything, since he hadn't seen the head of the Lian Heng faction, the situation was already dangerous, Guo Meng didn't die, he had to bite back, otherwise Ji Sect would die, this was the only way to break the game.

At a glance, there are sixteen or seventeen disciples of the Hui Ji faction, Wen has a headache, the number is less than ten, maybe you can fight, if there are more than ten, then you will definitely die, he said that he wants to kill Guo Meng, that is unrealistic, unless Guo Meng stands motionless and kills him, he will kill to death, under the siege of so many enemies, Wen only seeks to break through, not to fight to the death, he is dead, everything is done faster and more thoroughly, at present, only he and Lu Qianyu know that the Hui Ji faction colludes with the Demon Yan Sect, Lu Qianyu is most likely chasing and killing, just like now, if he dies, who can solve this mystery？

When Wen was thinking, Guo Meng ordered a separation, and the disciples of the Hui Ji faction rushed up like wolf cubs, and Wen immediately used his sword technique to maneuver with the enemy. However, his sword technique is really ordinary, if he abandons it, he has to use his hands, how can the flesh palm fight the enemy's Sen Sen sword light, so he has to use a knife, a knife on the left and a knife on the right, which is not like a knife technique at all, but a sword technique, not a sword technique, more like a whip method, strange moves, protecting his own portal, those disciples who know some styles of the Hui Ji faction can't even attack it for a while.

Wen is fighting and retreating, at first he moved closer to the side of the flower mule, in the shadow of the sword and sword, she saw the enemy's horse, had to give up, let her own footsteps play, along the river, and fight and retreat, yes and attack, yes and defend, the disciples of the Ji faction, the kung fu in the hands is not hurried, but the kung fu under the feet is a little poor, Wen is walking fast, often a knife to chop, immediately change the footsteps, the person who attacked him, had to touch a void.

"Phew. What a cunning Taoist priest, you think you can escape, you ran to grandpa's Wuzhi Mountain, this riverbank, you choose a place and use it as a grave. Guo Meng shouted, raised the sword, the sword shot fast, only a shadow remained, as if to split Wen is even people with shadows, Wen calmly avoided, a sword is empty, Guo Meng made another sword, it is more rapid than the previous move, hit Wen is head, Wen is a shrink head, scimitar handed out, point his wrist, Guo screamed, delusional, the sword changed to the left hand, the right hand turned, into a claw, and then grabbed it, the left hand sword stabbed Wen is lower abdomen, Wen is slippery feet, stabbed, drilled out a zhang away.