Running through the rivers and lakes, the world is free. The sword is cold and arrogant, and the pride is higher than the sky. Pan Dao rode his horse all the way south, and it had been a few days since he left the Taoist temple, and he encountered more or less blockade in the middle, but he broke through. Since learning the innate skills, the martial arts realm is a thousand miles a day, and now he can be regarded as a second-rate master in the rivers and lakes.

Chang'an City was in sight, but Pan Dao did not dare to let go of his heart, and the closer he got to it, the fiercer the enemy's attack became. This was about to be safe, and several hidden arrows were fired, and a stinging wind blew in the face.

Pan Dao sat on his horse, drew his sword to block a few arrows, and then flew up and down a few more, and then sat back on the horse's back and looked straight ahead. Sure enough, a group of people quickly surrounded them.

A middle-aged man took a big step forward and drew his long sword, "Boy, you're pretty fast." Let grandpa and I chase after me for a while, but the good luck is here, get ready to die. ”

Pan Dao frowned, looked at the crowd and others, and showed considerable disdain, "Why, just a few of you, it seems that you are not qualified to keep me." If you wait until the truth is restored, leave quickly, lest I go on a killing spree. ”

A sword frightened the rainbow, someone sneaked attacked, the long sword pulled out the sword flower in the air, and Pan Dao made the sword to fight against him, regardless of victory or defeat. The person who came was also a little surprised, but his offensive became more and more fierce, and after a few sword-to-sword exchanges, he found that he had not yet been able to help the other party, so he slapped it with one palm. Pan Dao waved his palms and competed, his hands intersecting. The man turned over and retreated to the encirclement in the air, staring at him, "Good boy, I haven't seen you for a few days, and I am good at kung fu, do you think that I won't be able to take you down like this." Hurry up and die obediently, lest the old man do it himself. ”

Pan Dao sat on the back of the horse, and waved his palms to intersect, his face was a little flushed, and the internal force was still not good. Even the people and the horses were beaten and retreated, and then the horses knelt on their legs, Pan Dao knew that the road was not good, and one turned over and fell off the horse, raising his sword to fight.

"Old thing, the mouth is still so poisonous. Pan Dao stared at the old man in front of him, his name was Zheng Chen. Dressed in a gray robe to cover his face, his voice is hoarse and ugly, and he doesn't look like a good product. This person was originally a big thief in the rivers and lakes, because he was desperate to be chased by the government, he ran to the northwest, was subdued by Ding Chunqiu, entered the Xingzhu faction, took charge of the martial arts hall, and was a small leader.

"Old thing, whose lackey have you become this time. Or how to drop, my master treats you badly, and he actually dares to deal with his eldest disciple, don't you want to mix in the stars. Pan Dao questioned Zheng Lao Pifu, he didn't give any affection, since he had already torn his face, he didn't need to give face.

Zheng Chen was angry, his body trembled, and he hated the word lackey the most, but it was one thing to be unable to beat Ding Chunqiu, but it was not good to be scolded by a junior. Although he is a lackey, he does not think that he will be a lackey for the rest of his life. No, when someone found him, made all kinds of promises, and gave him half of the antidote to the bone pill, he was immediately moved, and he obeyed.

"Cut yourself, the old man doesn't want to do it. The tone was very forceful and aggressive. He is confident, as an old Jianghu, he can't beat a little shrimp, not to mention that this little thing doesn't have a good reputation in the Xingzhu Sect, and his martial arts are very low, so what if he kills it.

Pan Dao didn't want to talk nonsense, the old thing was used to being arrogant, it can be seen that he didn't take the internal force competition just now to heart, did he really think that he was the useless star disciple before, he practiced Lu Zu's kung fu, and he was also very confident. "Old thing, less nonsense, wants my life, asked me what the sword in my hand is talking about. The long sword stabbed away, and the figure went straight to the old man Zheng Chen.

Zheng Chen snorted coldly, "I can't help myself." The sword shadows struck together, and then Pan Dao's sword changed, and the sword shadows slashed Zheng Chen's chest from the bottom up. I saw Zheng Chen raise his sword down, block it, and stab forward with another sword, killing Pan Daotanzhong.

The two swords kept hitting each other, and no one could help anyone for a while. Zheng Chen has rich experience and profound internal skills, and he keeps killing from weird angles with one sword after another, which is a swordsmanship that is only for killing. Pan Dao's internal strength is not as good, but it is not much different, the innate technique is even more exquisite, although there is no record of swordsmanship, but Pan Dao understands that the method of luck is added to the swordsmanship, and the basic swordsmanship is also very powerful for a while.

Zheng Chen is more and more frightened, he hasn't seen him for a few days, this kid has no adventures, and the speed of progress has reached the second-rate realm. Could it be that he has obtained some good martial arts cheats, and the depth of his internal strength is almost the same as his own, if he can't solve it quickly, the consequences will be unimaginable. "Boy, hand over your martial arts, how about I let you live. ”

Pan Dao didn't say a word, the swordsmanship kept being used, the moves became more and more sleek, and the speed of internal force running back to qi was not much of a loss, and finally, a quarter of an hour later, Pan Dao changed from a weak position, and fought with Zheng Chen both defensively and offensively. Three moments later, Zheng Chen hung up the color, blood kept flowing out, and his heart became more and more panicked. He couldn't help but shout to everyone: "What are you still doing, let's go together." ”

Everyone woke up like a dream, and slashed forward with knives, Pan Dao was not panicked, the faster the swordsmanship made, he kept running, killing a few thieves, and the long sword was stained with blood, like a demon god descending.

As soon as Zheng Chen dared to stay, he stabbed a false move with his sword, and then retreated, Pan Dao sensed his intentions, how could he let him run. The sword kept stabbing out, and the person moved towards Zheng Chen, but it was still a little slower. Zheng Chen wanted to run, and everyone felt it and didn't want to continue, but they were inferior and couldn't help it.

Pan Dao killed a few little minions again, and the middle-aged man couldn't support it, so he shouted, and everyone dispersed in a hurry, and his life was important. After Zheng Chen withdrew some roads, he turned over and ran away from his horse. Pan Dao was in a hurry, so he didn't think about these minions, he also turned over and chased after Zheng Chen.

is old, Zheng Chen's physical strength is far inferior to Pan Dao, although he has the blessing of internal strength, but it is not a long-term solution. The speed slowly slowed down, and he couldn't stop looking back, and when he saw Pan Dao getting closer and closer, he took out a dart from his arms and shot at Pan Dao.

Pan Dao, who avoided sideways, raised the long sword in his hand and threw it forward, pointing directly at Zheng Chen's heart. Zheng Chen was so frightened that he couldn't hide, he leaned over to avoid the vital point in his heart, but he was pierced by the long sword through his shoulder, he screamed in pain, and fell off the horse.

Pan Dao chased after him and landed in front of Zheng Chen, he was still screaming in pain at the moment, he couldn't stand the injury when he was old, and the older he was in the rivers and lakes, the more afraid he was of death. "Boy, let me go. I promise I won't trouble you in the future. ”

"It's late. Pan Dao pulled out the sword that was stabbed in Zheng Chen's shoulder, and screamed in pain.

"Don't kill me, I'll tell you who made me come. I can kill him for you. Please, don't kill me. "Zheng Chen can't take care of a lot in order to survive.

Pan Dao ignored him, looking at the old man who couldn't help but move back, without a trace of softness. The long sword was raised, and another dart was shot, it turned out that Zheng Chen had felt hopeless to live, and only hoped that the two of them would die together.

The dart was shot, Pan Dao knew that it was not good, and a lazy donkey rolled and dodged. The long sword stabbed out, and Zheng Chen died.

The wind, blowing. After a brief rest, but there was no relaxation, and then Pan Dao got on his horse and ran towards Chang'an City. As long as you enter Chang'an City, the hunt can come to an end.