Huang Yuchen and Peng Fei couldn't help but be horrified in their hearts, the two of them touched it in a very low voice, killed the four enemy soldiers who were guarding, and killed the three-person squad on patrol, thinking that they did not make any special sounds, and the speed was extremely fast. Hidden on this high ground for a moment, when did this white-clothed scribe come to his side, why didn't he notice it?

Huang Yuchen jumped back with the help of the power of the knife, Zhan Pengfei stood up, his whole body was surging, the long knife was shining, and he suddenly swung a knife at the scribe. The sword qi was extremely fast, wrapped in fine fluorescence, and rushed towards the scribe.

Huang Yuchen frowned, inducing the fighting qi of his whole body, filling the big sword, using all his strength, and at the same time suddenly swinging forward the fighting qi.

One wide and one thin, two kinds of knife qi roared, and the strength was so great that it caused the surrounding trees to "rattle" and make a noise.

The white-clothed scribe smiled, as if he couldn't see the sword qi of the two of them, but just stood quietly in place, smiling.

Two sword qi roared, surging and surging. If the sword qi hit the white-clothed scribe, Huang Yuchen and the others were absolutely sure, and this person would die on the spot.

"Poof. Unable to hear the voice of expectation, a very low sound was heard. The white-clothed scribe didn't know when an extra fan appeared in his hand, and with a slight wave, the sword qi of Huang Yuchen and the two disappeared.

This made the two of them surprisingly shocked, not to mention the advanced cultivation of Monk Huang Yuchen, and the sword qi was surging. Speaking of Zhan Pengfei alone, the speed of his cultivation of sword qi is extremely fast, and it is extremely sharp, just like the direction of the new front, blowing hair and breaking hair, but it is extremely tough, and one knife can cut down towering trees. How was it easily resolved by this scribe?

Seeing that the sword qi was broken, the two looked at each other, but when they saw each other, they were full of surprise. But the two did not reveal the slightest, and after glancing at each other, they immediately both burst out and went straight to the white-clothed scribe opposite.

"Oh, you two are so angry. Seeing that the two of them were directly raising their knives to kill, the white-clothed scribe smiled slightly, and gently fanned the folding fan in his hand, smiling, without putting the two people rushing towards him in his eyes.

Huang Yuchen and the others frowned, and quickly rushed towards the scribe, raising their knives one after another, using their whole body fighting energy, and slashing forward with all their might, wrapped in the greatest strength, and slashed hard.

"Poof......" was another very low sound, and neither the sound of weapons colliding nor the sound of weapons slashing into the enemy's body was heard. The two of them only felt a flower in front of them, and the weapon in their hands slashed directly at the scribe in front of them. The scribe did not move at all, but stood in place.

Zhan Pengfei's sword slashed on the scribe's shoulder, and Huang Yuchen's broadsword was smashing on the scribe's head, but the two felt that their attack had hit a ball of cotton, and there was no trace of reaction.

The scribe still stood quietly, shaking the folding fan in his hand slightly, and smiling.

The monstrous fighting spirit roared in, but it stopped abruptly.

The strange atmosphere instantly permeated, and Huang Yuchen and the others couldn't explain everything that happened in front of them, and they were dumbfounded.

"......Huh" There was a sudden sound of wind in their ears, and the two of them felt that their bodies were light, as if they were being carried by a strong wind, and their bodies quickly retreated, and in an instant, they were blown away from the scribe and retreated a few feet.

The two of them were armed with weapons, panting for breath. Only two moves went down, and it was extremely exhausting to his body, and at this moment Huang Yuchen had signs of exhaustion. Zhan Pengfei was even more so, holding a long knife and panting heavily, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was on the verge of exhaustion.

The white-clothed scribe in front of him was still smiling and pleasant. It was as if the attack of the two of them did not cause him any trouble. The two weapons slashed at his body with great force, but at this moment, it seemed like a stone sinking into the sea, without the slightest movement.

This person stood in place, still the same Sven elegance, without the slightest flustery.

Huang Yuchen looked at Zhan Pengfei beside him, and his heart was horrified. The appearance of this white-clothed scribe is afraid that the two of them will not be able to fight against it. Zhan Pengfei met Huang Yuchen's gaze, and Huang Yuchen couldn't see the slightest timidity in his eyes, but he saw endless battle intent.

In the face of strong enemies, do not flinch.

Zhan Pengfei took a few breaths, then raised the long knife again, and rushed forward. Seeing this, Huang Yuchen was steaming with battle intent in his heart, and he hesitated to be distracted by Zhan Pengfei's gaze, agitating his fighting spirit, with the big knife in his hand, faintly accumulating strength.

Zhan Peng landed on the ground and rushed towards the white-clothed scribe quickly, and Huang Yuchen slashed forward with all his might, sending out a sword aura. After following the sword qi himself, he also quickly pounced on the scribe.

"Ah......" The two of them clearly heard it as they moved forward, and the scribe sighed softly.

Suddenly, the two of them saw a flower, and the white-clothed scribe disappeared in front of them. Huang Yuchen slashed out with a knife breath, rolling the surrounding branches and grass, making a loud noise. Follow the high ground and go straight into the distance. Disappear into the endless darkness.

The two of them mustered up all their strength, but they pounced. Seeing the empty high ground in front of him, he immediately stopped and looked around, but there was no trace of the white-clothed scribe.

"Where are you?" Zhan Pengfei's eyes widened, looking around, the glowing yellow light enveloped his body, like a human-shaped lantern in this dark night, flickering in the wind. At this moment, he only felt that his whole body was surging with qi and blood, and sweat kept flowing out. Fang just mustered up his fighting spirit and rushed up, but at this moment, the enemy suddenly disappeared, making him pounce. The fighting qi that had just been puffed up was forcibly pressed back into the meridians, making it even more difficult for his body to bear.

Huang Yuchen also kept panting, although his situation was a little better than Zhan Pengfei's, but the fighting spirit of forcibly stopping the attack also made him a little unbearable.

Suddenly, Huang Yuchen felt a chill behind him, and from head to toe, he instantly fell into an ice cave. Shocked in his heart, he turned back suddenly, but he didn't see anything unusual. Looking at Zhan Pengfei again, at this time, the sweat on his head suddenly disappeared, his face turned white, his brows were furrowed, and he was looking at himself with a shocked face.

"Whew......" The two of them then heard a gust of wind in their ears, and their bodies flew out involuntarily again. This time, it didn't land gently, but it wasn't until the two of them hit the tree that they couldn't stop. But when I looked around, I didn't see the sound of the wind blowing the leaves.

The two of them slammed into the trunk of the tree and rolled over to the ground. There was silence all around, and the wind in my ears seemed to be just an illusion.

A strange white light suddenly appeared, and the two of them hurriedly chased after it. But seeing this white light flickering, disappearing on the high ground where the two of them had just stayed, the elegant figure of the white-clothed scribe slowly appeared in the dark night, gradually condensing.

This man seems to have suddenly condensed out of thin air.

Huang Yuchen and the others looked at the white-clothed scribe who was gradually condensing in front of them, and looked at his indifferent face that slowly appeared, dressed in white, with a folding fan, waving it gently. Again, I saw this man with a peaceful smile on his face.

The two of them suddenly became a little deflated.

The white-clothed scribe didn't know what trick he used, but he was able to hide his body and make the attack of the two invisible. If you can't crack the opponent's spell, this battle won't have to be carried out at all, the opponent only needs to use the spell, and the two of them will have nothing to do with him.

The long knife touched the ground, and the cold chill on the two of them disappeared at this moment, and they gasped slightly, looking at the white-clothed scribe who suddenly appeared in front of them. There was almost no need to guess that the chill felt by the two of them must have been done by the white-clothed scribe, but this person's magic was strange, and it was not something that the two of them could deal with at all, but from the time he appeared to the present, he had not attacked the two of them in substance, but he didn't know what was going on.

"Two, can the anger be extinguished?" came the elegant voice of the white-clothed scribe, a faint smile on his face.

If it weren't for the fact that he was near the enemy camp at the moment, he really thought that this person was an elegant scholar and greeted the two softly.

In this black night, this person was dressed in white and behaved elegantly, but he did not look like a military person at all.

The two of them didn't speak, they just looked at the scribe in front of them quietly, and the horror in their hearts subsided, they had to face this person on the left and right, and since their own attacks were ineffective, it was better to listen to what he had to say.

Seeing that the two of them did not answer, the white-clothed scribe folded the folding fan in his hand and said, "Why, when the two of you see me, don't you have anything to say?"

"I don't know who you are or what I have to say to you. Zhan Pengfei snorted and said, "Your Excellency is clever, the two of us are not your opponents, if you want to kill or chop, listen to your respect." ”

"This general is so angry. When the white-clothed scribe heard Zhan Pengfei's words, he was not angry or annoyed, but said with a smile: "It's not good to be too angry, it hurts your body." ”

"You don't have to be weird. Zhan Pengfei's eyes widened, he looked at the white-clothed scribe, and said, "What are you going to do, hurry up, grind and chirp, like a woman." ”

For some reason, Huang Yuchen watched Zhan Pengfei talk to this scribe, and suddenly felt a little funny. If it weren't for the fact that the current environment really didn't allow it, maybe he would have laughed out loud.

"What am I going to do?" the white-clothed scribe looked puzzled and said, "It's obvious that the two of you came to look for me, why are you asking me now?"

"Looking for you?" Zhan Pengfei asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Aren't the two of you walking around this forest to kill my subordinates just to come to me?" The white-clothed scribe opened the folding fan, lightly fanned it twice, and said with a smile: "Why, you see me at this moment, but you don't know what to say?"

When the two of them heard this, they were shocked and thought of a thousand directions, but they didn't guess that this white-clothed scribe was the head of the enemy army? But if he was the head of the enemy army, he would definitely be able to capture the two of them, so how could he waste such a lot of energy to lure the two of them here? Didn't he bury his own sergeant for nothing?

The two of them looked at each other, and there was a hint of panic in each other's eyes. Zhan Pengfei's eyes are not as confident as before.

He thought that the person who commanded the search must be a novice general, and he was played by the two of them. Now, the scribe said that he was the leader of the troops, and other things were figured out at once.

Why did the enemy sergeant be attacked by his own side and repeatedly succeeded, and why did the opponent's actions be completely unexpected by himself? Why did he encounter the opponent's patrol team every time he acted for a period of time, and the combat effectiveness of the squad was extremely poor, so that the two of them could easily solve it.

Now that I think about it carefully, I am afraid that all this way over is deliberately arranged by this white-clothed scribe.

"You ......"

"Don't be impatient, thank you for a while. The white-clothed scribe snapped the folding fan in his hand and smiled strangely at the two of them.