Chapter Seventy-Three

When everyone left Picheng, they rushed to the boat berthing by the lake, and they were so anxious that they couldn't wait to pick up their clothes and run.

Previously, the ship was heavily guarded, and only a few officers and men were left cruising nearby.

Uncle Wei ran downstairs to greet the second child on the boat, and the second child led out a red horse and a carriage. After thanking the little two, Wei Shujin invited everyone to get into the carriage.

"I'll go straight to Langya in a while, put down and run to Beihai!" Uncle Wei got into one of them and got on the horse.

The carriage sped out like an arrow from a string, and before a few officers on patrol could come to their senses, they saw a cloud of dust rise around them, and when they looked back, the carriage had already run away, turning into a small black dot in the distant sight.

"Hahaha! We've escaped!" Bai Xiyue wanted to dance in this carriage.

"This is an escape, we are going in the open!" Liu Cong opened the curtain and looked behind him, but did not see any officers and soldiers chasing after him.

Fan and Xiong were also smiling, bumping and bumping along the way, and several people finally managed to see the moon.

Wei Shujin also flicked the whip in his hand on the side of the carriage, which was very funny, as if he was participating in Marseille.

Sometimes a moment of complacency can lead to a huge accident, as if the gods in the sky can't see it, and they have to deliberately create some accidents before they give up, so there is the word "happiness and sorrow".

The elated appearance of this pedestrian seems to be frozen, and this picture is very similar to the spring picture of driving a horse and a car. However, a black spot appeared on this picture, as if a worm had fallen on it, the black spot became bigger and bigger, so big that everyone could see the hairs on the person's face, but this person was hairless, it was a monk in a black robe, he fell like a meteorite, his robe was swinging with the wind, maybe because he had no hair, he broke through the wind very fast, with a bang, and smashed heavily next to the carriage of Liu Cong and others.

In an instant, the sky cracked, the earth collapsed, you can clearly see that the road first fell heavily down, and then lifted countless pieces of soil, accompanied by soil chips and slag, the horses on both sides were frightened, and before they could run wildly, they were shaken away, and then thrown to the ground.

There was a man standing in the pit that had been sunk into, and this person was the monk who had been in the temple before.

Uncle Wei rode on his horse and looked at the monk who had not come well, while the rest of the people slowly climbed out of the carriage, which had overturned and the horses that were dragging the carriage were also shaken to the ground.

"Monk, what do you mean by that?" Liu Cong hurriedly felt uncomfortable all over his body, and the sudden shock shook his bones.

The black-robed monk didn't speak, the scriptures on his face were crawling like insects, and when he looked closely, he realized that it was a strange smile floating on his face, which caused the scriptures on his face to float up and down.

"Originally, this monk was only ordered by the master to observe the situation in various countries, but when I saw you... I felt that the blood of this physical strength was surging... Yes... The feeling of goosebumps of excitement..."The monk slowly raised his head, and the expression of excitement on his face, with the scriptures on his face, was very terrifying.

Bai Xiyue finally climbed out, saw this scene, quickly climbed back again, and simply lay in the overturned carriage.

The moment this person fell from the sky just now, Wen Renxing jumped out of the window, not so much jumping as drilling, just like a flexible snake, got out of the carriage, stood firmly on the ground, to practice this kind of reaction, it is not possible to achieve it overnight, freezing three feet is not a day's cold, dripping water through the stone is not a day's work, and at the same time constantly polishing himself while being talented, it has achieved today's Wenrenxing.

Wen Renxing and Wei Shujin looked at each other, and almost simultaneously pulled their swords out of their sheaths. That is, in the blink of an eye, Wei Shujin on horseback and Wen Renxing, who was galloping on the ground, came towards the monk at the same time, slashing left and right, in order to prevent Wei Shujin from becoming blind, Wen Renxing did not open his senses, and Wei Shujin did not mean to keep his hand, he had already begun to accumulate strength from the beginning.

The buzzing blade is a sound that can only be produced with a knife very quickly, and if you listen closely, this sound is enough to make people's ears ring.

The black-robed monk did not take out his weapon, stretched out his two strong arms, these arms were like waving sticks, after two pops, the attack of Wen Renxing and Wei Shujin was completely resolved, those arms were like copper walls, and the slashing of the blade did not hurt him in the slightest.

Wen Renxing and Wei Shujin distanced themselves again, and looked at this monk again, this person's skills are bottomless, if he is a little careless in a few days, I am afraid that today next year will be his own death day.

At this time, Wen Renxing was a little anxious, and Uncle Wei, who cooperated with him, didn't understand his divine sense, and if he was not careful, it would be self-defeating.

"I didn't expect this monk's martial arts to be so strong, I want to meet him too!" Liu Cong drew his sword and walked over.

"Today is the Three Heroes Battle of Lu Bu!" Wei Shujin did not forget to joke.

The three of them didn't think about this fair duel at all, firstly, because they were not in such a mood, and secondly, the opponent in front of them should not be underestimated.

"Seeing that you are a senior monk of Dongjue Temple, I don't care about you, if you let me go at this time, we will let you go. Uncle Wei shouted and scolded while holding a knife.

"Taishou ordered you to stay in the city, but you wanted to escape, even if I killed you at this moment, the master would not blame me!"

The joy in the eyes of the black-robed monk had been distorted, like a fierce beast inspired by battle intent.

"This monk can break blindly, it is obvious that he wants to fight, so he has to move out of Taishou. Liu Cong's qi continued to move to his wrists, and the blades on his wrists were already red, and the cadre Mo Ye had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"It seems that there are people like me on your side! This is the encounter of fate! This is the opportunity given by God to fight each other!"

And the three people in the carriage, Fan Shijin, Xiong Jingchong, and Bai Xiyue, hugged each other and trembled.

"Brother Fan, why is this monk so crazy?" Bai Xiyue saw the expression on the monk's face through the window.

"Dongjue Temple is all high monks, all holy monks are, this..."Fan Shijin was speechless for a while.

The wind outside the carriage is not so brisk, the fierce wind is constantly blowing, as if it is about to change the sky, this wind appears very strangely, but Wei Shujin can feel this breath, this is the same breath that he met when he was young, such a violent feeling makes him very familiar, he has not felt such a strong wind for decades.

Liu Cong hadn't opened his soul consciousness for several days, he had always had a strange feeling, every time he opened it, it was like climbing a step, and he could feel it more after a long time, but he still felt that something was missing, something very crucial, but at this time he no longer cared about these things, and the fierce opponent in front of him was his focus.

"All three of you open your senses!" said the black-robed monk.

"You don't need to say much!"

Wei Shujin rushed over with a knife at this time, he glanced at Wen Renxing, and then raised the knife and slashed at the monk, and said with words in his mouth: "Sweep away thousands of troops!"

This knife is full of power, just the soil on the soles of Uncle Wei's feet are cracked, like the strength of pulling out the mountain, a horizontal pull wants to divide the monk into two, but the monk also kicks his legs back to accumulate strength, raising his hand to block the blow, he is too confident, the first thing he thinks about is not to dodge, but to touch hard, but not everything can be touched in person to feel, this knife force is a hundred times heavier than imagined, and a hundred times sharper.

"The reason why my move is to sweep thousands of armies is because I can hit double the strength at once, which is my usual three or four times the strength!" Wei Shujin grinned.

The monk's whole body was crushed into the earth by this force, as if a gopher had just emerged. However, this Wei Shujin's sweeping army was still blocked, the monk stretched hard, and the soil that buried himself exploded, and the monk who jumped out punched towards Wei Shujin, and Wei Shujin did not panic when he saw this, and raised the knife in a gear, and the knife was gradually bent by the fist, and finally became a scimitar...... The force of the fist continued to push forward, and I watched as the fist touched me through the curved blade. In the eyes of others, it was just a blade sticking to Uncle Wei, who knew that as soon as the blade was attached to Uncle Wei, Uncle Wei stepped back a few steps as soon as the tiger's body was shocked, and the blood in his mouth spit out.

The monk wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, took two steps forward, and wanted to make up for another punch, this punch came out of his hand, and Wei Shujin saw that this punch was getting closer and closer to him, and a word flashed in his mind, that is, the word "death".

"Silent field. ”

Four words appeared in the monk's ear, and then he could no longer hear the sound, not even the things, his eyes were black, and he stretched out his hand and did not see the five fingers.

Wen Renxing has long been close to this monk, he has been looking for opportunities in the distance, Wei Shujin looked at him before he wanted to create a gap for him, they knew that this person could not be dealt with alone, this Wei Shujin came up with himself as bait, and after the fish was hooked, Wen Renxing was looking for a wonderful time to cut in, if Wen Renxing's divine sense was exposed at the beginning, he would not be able to exchange for such an opportunity. Wen Renxing's fierce aura can allow him to approach this person quietly, while Wei Shujin's strong aura makes the opponent have no chance to be distracted. Such an excellent cooperation, if you are not a martial arts master, you will not have such a seamless cooperation.

It was just at such a few seconds that Wen Renxing stepped on the darkness of his divine consciousness, quietly passed through the darkness, came to the monk's side, and stabbed the sword in his hand towards the monk's heart, wanting to pierce the heart with an arrow.

However, as soon as Wen Renxing came to the monk's side, he found that the monk's eyes were closed, and another eye appeared on the monk's forehead! That eye was open, and it stared at Wen Renxing, and it could clearly see the figure reflected in that eye, which was Wenrenxing.