The mountain boy reacted very quickly, and when he saw the stag crashing into him, he immediately jumped to the side and avoided it, and the stag then spread its hooves and ran deep into the forest. Shan Tsai and Zeng Dali chased after him, and the two of them ran very fast, while the buck was much slower after being hit by the arrow, and the distance between the two and the deer became closer and closer. In a hurry, the buck exerted all four legs, jumped eight or nine feet high, and jumped over a bush. Shanzi covered his head with one hand and squeezed through the branches and leaves, but what he saw in front of him made him stunned for a moment.

Behind the thick bushes was a low meadow with a radius of more than ten feet, and in the center of the meadow stood two men. The elder was in his early forties, dressed in warrior's robes, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and looked at the younger man with his hands behind his back, and the younger seemed to be a few years older than the mountain boy, dressed similarly to the elder, and wielding his sword unsheathed. The stag suddenly jumped into the field, and the sword-dancing boy slit the stag's throat with a backhand, and the stag screamed sadly, rushed forward a few steps, and finally fell to the ground.

Seeing that the two of them were dressed extraordinarily, he thought that he was not a hunter, and he should not compete with himself for this prey, so he said: "I'm sorry, I'm a hunter in Yuxi Village at the foot of the mountain, and I don't want to disturb, just chasing the prey here, I wonder if you can give me this deer?"

The old man glanced at the boy and paid no more attention, and the young man did not say a word, but nodded coldly. The mountain boy thanked him and walked straight forward to drag the dead deer. He was just about to bend down, when he heard his father behind him shouting: "Shanzi be careful!" The tacit understanding between the father and son who hunted together all the year round played a role, he didn't think about it, he rolled to the right, and when he stood up to look, he saw the young man slashing through the air with a sword, and he was looking at himself with a surprised face.

Shanzi was furious and drank: "What are you doing to sneak attack......" Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Zeng Dali. Shanzi was young and didn't recognize the costumes of the two, but Zeng Dali knew that it was the dress of the Luofu Sword School, which had a close relationship with the local government. And Zeng Dali knew that these martial arts people were the most taboo for others to steal their own martial arts, so he held down his son and kept apologizing: "Two masters, please forgive me, the child has never seen the world, and offended the two." We are just hunters at the foot of the mountain, and we have absolutely no intention of peeking at the two of them practicing martial arts. The villain departed. ”

The young man sneered: "I peeked at my Luofu faction's sword moves, and I want to leave?

The old man didn't seem to want to do much, and said, "Ziming, forget it, it's just two hunters." ”

When the "Ziming" heard this, he snorted coldly and said, "Okay, just follow the master! You two, leave your right thumb and get out by yourself!"

Shanzi couldn't hold it anymore, and said: "Why! This is not the realm of your Luofu Sword Sect, you practice your sword, I hunt for me, why do you want me to leave my thumb!"

Ziming's eyes flashed fiercely, and he turned to the old man and said, "Master, this person is looking for death by himself, no wonder he is a disciple!" After speaking, without waiting for his master to agree, the long sword in his hand stabbed towards the throat of Shanzi. The old man was about to say something, but when he saw Ziming stabbing out with a sword, he expected that the Orion boy would definitely die under the sword, so he sighed lightly and kept silent.

Unexpectedly, Shan Tsai pulled out the machete at the back of his waist with his backhand, and slashed the sword body diagonally. "Dang" on the ground, the material of the machete is no better than that of the Bailian long sword, and there is a small gap on the blade, but that Ziming's palm is numb when he is shocked, and he almost can't hold the hilt. Shan Tsai's wrist flipped, and the knife edge was lifted from the bottom. Ziming was frightened, and tried his best to intercept the sword, but the strength of the sword was stronger, and the long sword in his hand was so shocked that he flew out of his hand, panicking that he retreated sharply under his feet, and fortunately, he dodged the blade, but Rao was so, and a shallow blood mark was also cut on his chin.

Seeing that his disciple was in distress, Ziming's master shouted violently: "The thief looks at the sword!" A few steps forward as he spoke, and as soon as the long sword in his hand came out of the sheath, five silver flowers had already appeared, pointing directly at the five important points between the chest and abdomen of Shanzai. Although Shan Tsai has learned high-quality martial arts, he has been practicing martial arts for a long time, and he has little hands-on experience, so he panicked at this time, and slashed with a machete in his hand, but he couldn't touch the opponent's blade at all. Zeng Dali, who was next to him, knew that this matter could not be done well when Na Ziming made a move, and he had already grasped the steel fork and prepared it on the side. At this moment, seeing that the opponent's sword moves were old and spicy, my son was afraid that he was not an opponent, so he raised his steel fork and stabbed it in the chest. Ziming's master's sword move retreated, and the root of the sword was lightly taken on the steel fork, which had already deflected the steel fork, followed by the sideways progress, and had already rushed into the three feet in front of Zeng Dali's body, and the long sword in his hand was cut straight down the fork handle. He turned the tip of the fork around, making a move to turn over the river and the sea, forcing the opponent to retreat a few feet.

That Ziming's master and Zeng's father and son fought three or two moves, and they already knew that the two were not mediocre hands, although he was not afraid, but he did not want to provoke such an opponent in vain, who knew if there was a master behind the other party? Unexpectedly, Ziming behind him suddenly screamed: "You untouchable, how dare you, how dare you hurt this son! Lao Qinghe, you will kill these two untouchables for me immediately!"

Lao Qinghe, that is, Ziming's master, had an angry look on his face, and he turned helpless in an instant: Ziming is not surnamed Zi, surnamed Fang, and is the concubine of Fang Tong, the envoy of Guangdong. God knows what kind of wind he drew to come to the Luofu Sword Sect to learn martial arts, but since he came, the entire sect had to treat him as an uncle, otherwise Fang Zhicha would make one unhappy, and the whole sect would have a hard time. Nominally, Lao Qinghe is Fang Ziming's master, but in fact, don't say Lao Qinghe, even the head of the Luofu Sword Sect doesn't dare to be a little disrespectful to this young master. Fortunately, this young master is not too domineering, and his talent in swordsmanship is also considered to be superior, and he has been getting started for more than a year, and the three sets of swordsmanship taught by the master have actually practiced seven or eight points.

Seeing that a month later is the big competition of the master, Lao Qinghe originally planned to teach a few tricks to Fang Ziming about the swordsmanship at the bottom of his box, so that he could stand out in the big competition, so he deliberately avoided the people of the sect and found the secluded mountains and forests here, but he didn't expect to meet two hunters who were not weak in martial arts, and injured this young master, and now if he doesn't follow him, I'm afraid he will also hold a grudge against his "master". Therefore, whatever the origin of these two hunters, he could only kill them—who would not have let them stand behind them.

After making up his mind, Lao Qinghe unfolded the Luofu Secret Waterfall Sword Technique, and the sword light was like a waterfall droplet, attacking the Zeng family father and son impenetrable. Zeng vigorously held up the steel fork to try to block the opponent, and whenever the opponent broke through, Shan Tsai blocked it with a machete. The three of them fought thirty or forty times in one go, and Lao Qinghe gradually became anxious: although these two people had extraordinary moves and strength at first, they obviously didn't have much experience with people, and there were many flaws between the moves, and it was he who could always seize the upper hand. Unexpectedly, after fighting for a while, the two seemed to become more and more coherent and sophisticated, and they could counterattack themselves in one out of every three or five moves. Fang Ziming behind him also became more and more impatient, and Lao Qinghe's afterglow caught a glimpse of him patrolling left and right with a long sword in his hand, as if he wanted to join the battle group. However, the sword has no eyes, and if he suffers some more minor or serious injuries, he will be the unlucky one in the end.

As soon as he thought of this, he used his hand to swing the steel fork a few feet away, and then a hundred birds pointed at the phoenix to the eyes of the mountain boy, the mountain boy waved the knife to block, and the right Zeng vigorously had stabilized the steel fork, and stabbed the waist ribs of Lao Qinghe in reverse. Lao Qinghe's figure turned to the right, pulled out the scabbard with his left hand, and pressed the steel fork to the right, so that Shan Tsai was blocked behind Zeng Dali; Zeng Dali immediately swung his left hand outward, using the fork handle to intercept the long sword, but Lao Qinghe's move was still a false move, he folded his forearm back, knelt down on one knee, and the long sword avoided the steel fork and then slashed downward, drawing a half-finger-deep and nearly foot-long wound on Zeng Dali's thigh. This trick "Alliance under the City" is one of Lao Qinghe's killer moves, feints to attack the top, which means the lower plate, which is really mysterious and unpredictable, but the posture is like kneeling to the opponent, which is very indecent, so he rarely uses it after becoming famous, but he didn't expect to be forced out by two unknown hunters.

Zeng Dali's leg was not shallowly injured, and blood suddenly gushed out, so he could only support the ground with a steel fork to support his body from falling. Seeing that his father was injured, Shanzi's eyes were red, he jumped up, and slashed Huashan towards the top of Lao Qinghe's head. Lao Qinghe was overjoyed in his heart, knowing that the opponent was already in chaos, he deliberately retreated again and again, luring Shanzi away from Zeng Dali, and suddenly turned around, forcing Shanzai into a dead corner, the sword light in his hand skyrocketed, and the move was directed at Shanzai's vital point. Shan Tsai has parried more and attacked less with the two enemies for a while, and he can only barely support it at this time, but he has a resolute character, and the more he falls behind, the more desperate he is, and the exquisite moves in the "Nine Yin True Scripture" are swaying out, and Lao Qinghe can't help him for a while.

At this moment, Shan Tsai suddenly heard Zeng Dali's scream, he turned his head to look, only to see Zeng Dali fell to the ground, his right hand was dripping with blood, and the steel fork had already flown to the side; Shanzi was not as far away as Lao Qinghe, but at this time, he was distracted, and he happened to be caught by Lao Qinghe, and a sword pierced his right shoulder, and he couldn't hold the machete in his hand anymore, so he let go and landed. Lao Qinghe was still not at ease, so he swung out three swords and stabbed Shanzai's left shoulder and legs respectively.