Before the people arrived, the palm wind came first, blowing the surrounding leaves and rattling. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lian Shan slapped the cavalry off his horse with one palm, and instead rode on his horse.

Behind him, the soldiers of the Crooked Clan immediately put down their bows and arrows, drew their scimitars, rode up to him, and slashed at him.

Lian Shan dodged the knife on his horse, raised his hands, and pushed out with both palms as if opening the door, and slapped the cavalry on both sides off their horses.

The cavalry that was running in front turned around and attacked Lianshan, only to see Lianshan's body jump, miss the two knives, leave the horse, and land on the turning red electricity.

The forest road was narrow, and the cavalry who turned around and the cavalry who were running crowded together, and they couldn't catch up for a while, so they took the opportunity to let the red lightning scatter their hooves and run towards the stone evil.

And the cavalry blocking in front of them, under the "Lianshan Zhang" of the tiger and tiger in the mountains, opened the way, there was rarely a single enemy.

Their mounts were even bitten by the Red Electric Kick.

This horse was stunned and fought his way out.

Seeing that the cavalry behind him had suffered heavy casualties, Shi Xie nodded to the unkempt slave beside him.

The slave was about forty years old, with a high nose and a scarred bronzed face. After receiving Shi Xie's order, he immediately turned his horse's head and hurried towards Lianshan.

He wore shackles on his hands, which were meant to restrain people's freedom, but when the long chains of his left and right hands were broken, they became murderous weapons in his hands.

The slave waited for work, and when Lianshan caught up, the chain of his right hand struck out with a "sigh".

Lian Shan hurriedly raised his head to dodge, and saw that the chains hit the trunk of the tree, poking a large hole.

Lian Shan was bent on chasing and killing the stone evil, and he had no intention of fighting, but the slave jumped up and left the mount, and the chain in his left hand was high and attacked the red lightning, forcing Lian Shan to swing the chain away with the palm of his right hand.

The slave struck the chains like a finger, and when he couldn't strike them, he stepped on the trunk with both feet, and once again condescended, and the chains struck the man and the mount from left to right.

Lian Shan heard the wind in a hurry, and he didn't dare to be sloppy.

He slapped the horse's buttocks and jumped up, and ran forward with red lightning, while he faced the two chains, and in the middle of the night ghost crying and the ape crying and wailing, a move "Bashan Night Rain" forced the slave to withdraw and fell on the branch behind him.

"It's a mountain palm, it's really fierce. The slave praised, his speech was hoarse as if swallowing charcoal, and there was a metallic sound, which was very unpleasant, and the Han tone was also very strange.

Lian Shan landed on the branch opposite him, frowned slightly, and did not answer.

Even Shanzhang is famous in the rivers and lakes, and it is not strange for others to know it, but he has never seen the kung fu of slaves.

Lian Shan had already fought with a slave once, and he knew that his kung fu was also a fierce road, but in the Central Plains, he had never seen this kind of fierce kung fu that could be hard with Lian Shanzhang.

The cavalry under the tree was passing through, and the two men facing each other in the tree exchanged hands again.

The slave's two chains were vigorous, and countless branches were broken, and even leg-thick branches were chopped off.

Even the mountain palm is not inferior, when the palm is waved, accompanied by the roar of the dragon and the tiger, where the palm wind sweeps, the leaves rattle, and even a lot of green leaves are knocked off the branches.

The woods are like autumn solstice, and for a while the leaves and branches are falling, and the cavalry of the Qiang tribe is like walking through the rain of leaves.

Lian Shan knew that the two of them were equal in kung fu, and no one could help anyone, and if they continued to entangle, they could only let the stone evil escape.

After forcing the slave away with one palm, Lianshan stepped on the branches and chased in the direction of the stone evil on the tree.

The slave would not let him go, and the chains followed, knocking down the trunks of the trees that had fallen on the hills.

Lian Shan jumped up, stepped higher on the trunk of the tree, and continued the pursuit.

After coming and going, the two jumped to the top of the woods, and the dappled sunlight suddenly turned into ten thousand rays of light and sprinkled on the two of them.

The gold seal on the slave's left forehead also became more and more dazzling.

"It's easy to get free with your ability, so why do you have to work for the wicked?" Lian Shan stood on the treetops, pressing the branches and leaning downward.

His light skills are not very good, far inferior to Su Musha, and fortunately, so are the slaves.

"Who is the good man and who is the wicked man?" the slave laughed, "and besides, I am a free man." ”

"The stone evil that kills the defenseless and innocent people indiscriminately is the wicked. As he spoke, Lian Shan had jumped onto another branch and ran into the distance.

The slave walked parallel to him, stepping on another row of trees. "You have countless lives on your hands, and how can you not be a wicked man?" the slave held out his chains and fought him.

"All the people I have slain are wicked. Lian Shan swung the chains away with a palm, and his body ran forward again.

"Whoever determines good and evil, aren't you a wicked person to the rabbit, fox, and boar you hunted?" the slave continued his pursuit.

Lian Shan stopped suddenly, he ducked over the chains, "How can this be compared?"

The slave retracted the chains, and he said earnestly: "Why can't you compare it to the Qian, and indeed to many nomads, the people you call defenseless and defenseless are sheep. ”

So saying, the slaves looked up into the distance, and by this time they had reached the edge of the woods, and beyond the woods was meadow enough to indulge in horse running, all the way to the distant hills.

"I have been a slave for twenty years. The slave turned back and said to Lianshan, "In twenty years I only want to understand one thing, if you don't be a wolf in this world, you are a sheep." ”

"The only difference is that some wolves will raise sheep in their pens and kill them slowly. ”

Even the mountain looked into the distance, and he saw that the cavalry led by the stone evil had run out of the woods, and another white-robed army in the distance was blocking his escape.

Lian Shan shook his head when he heard what the slave said, "When I was hunting with a bow, my father once told me that even wolves never lack reverence for life. As a hunter who is higher than the wolf, he should know how to stop killing and never kill. ”

"If you cross this line, you will be evil!" said Lianshan, and his body fell out of the woods.

The slave paused and followed, but it was this moment, and when he pursued again, he felt in his heart that he was going to suffer.

It turned out that Lian Shan's body was still in the air, and a "whistle" sound had come out of his mouth.

"Boom", it was Chidian who responded to Lianshan.

The slave saw a red bolt of lightning emerge from the woods, grabbed the trunk of the tree, and after a while, landed on the horse's back.

One person and one horse complement each other well, like flowing water, chasing the stone evil without stopping.

The slave's face turned cold, just as the last of the Qiang soldiers rode out of the woods.

He stepped on the trunk of the tree, like a great peng spreading his wings, landed on the top of the head of the Qianxian soldiers, grabbed and lifted them, threw the soldiers under the horses, and he himself fell on the horse and chased after the mountains.

"Knock knock".

The slaves rushed out of the woods no less than a hundred paces, and the white-robed army chasing behind also rushed out of the woods.

"Whoosh", they bent their bows and arrows, and with a whoosh, fired arrows to the back of the slaves.

But they had no ability to penetrate the yang in a hundred steps, and they rode on horses, so that the slaves did not dodge, and the arrows fell into the air.

At the pursuit of Lianshan, the soldiers of the Qiang tribe were also turning back to shoot, and at this time, they could see the gap between the white-robed army and them.

The soldiers of the Qiang tribe do not slow down, their buttocks do not leave the saddle, and they bend their bows and arrows and turn around and shoot at a glance.

The grass is not a forest, there is no tree trunk to cover it, and even the mountains can only make the red lightning rush left and right to dodge in a zigzag shape, and it will be swept down with a palm when it can't dodge.

In this way, the speed of the red electricity naturally slowed down. But even so, the distance between Chidian and the stone evil is also shortening.

Fortunately, Chidian has spirituality, and he doesn't need to be distracted by the mountains, so his archery skills can also be used.