The two sides have fought thousands of moves, but the situation has always been stalemate, and the black clothes on Ba Dao's body have turned into blood clothes.
Goshawk Qisu's condition was not much better. The swordsman in green who had previously questioned Ba Dao was already lying in a pool of blood, and the remaining four people were also struggling to hold on.
Both sides are panting, and their moves are no longer as sharp as they were at the beginning. Now that the situation has developed, the two sides are no longer competing in martial arts skills, but in willpower. Whoever can't stand it first will be eliminated.
In terms of willpower, the Ba Dao who practices ruthless cutting is definitely better.
Tick tock! Tick tock!
Blood flew everywhere where they fought, both from Ba Dao and Goshawk Qisu, and the air was filled with a fresh smell of blood.
After a hundred moves, the remaining four people in Goshawk Qisu gradually lost their strength. Ba Dao saw the opportunity and the sword flashed.
Bang!
The sword in the hand of the man in blue with a scar on his face fell to the ground, and his whole body fell to the ground uncontrollably. Before he died, his eyes were fixed on the sword, and he was moaning in his mouth. What are you talking about.
After a few breaths, there was no more movement, only the eyes were still open.
"Third brother!"
"Third brother!"
The eyes of the three people were full of tears, and they glared at Ba Dao angrily. The movements of their hands changed from the previous fatigue. They were running wildly with little inner energy left. They were like crazy demons. They did not defend at all and were completely desperate for their lives. His style of play, he did not hesitate to trade his life for injuries.
After a while.
Whoops! Whoops!
Ba Dao panted crazily, and raised his left hand with difficulty to press the points all over his body.
Goshawk Liusu had all fallen into a pool of blood on the ground, but Ba Dao did not relax his vigilance. After all, there were Li Jie and his party in the temple, and they didn't know whether they were friends or foes.
Although Ba Dao won the final victory, the price he paid was not small. At this time, he was at the end of his strength. If Li Jie and his party had malicious intentions, he would have no power to fight back.
The previous situation was too critical. Cang Ying Qisu was able to gain such a great reputation in the world, so naturally he was not easy to deal with. He had not yet mastered the ruthless slash of Ba Dao, otherwise there would not have been a trace of intolerance in his eyes before. The famous Goshawk Qisu is not so relaxed.
Li Jie sighed quietly, as expected, dangers are everywhere in the world. Who would have thought that someone would be killed just because of a good relationship? It's so hard to guard against.
"Pu Xing, treat his injuries!"
Pu Xing had a puzzled look on his face when he heard this: "Master, why do you want to save such a heartless and righteous person? It is already a great kindness for us not to kill him."
Li Jie asked Pu Xing to rescue Ba Dao not out of pity, but because he wanted to see what Dacheng's ruthless slashing was like. When Li Jie entered this world, he was determined to reach the pinnacle of martial arts. He has already seen the power, and the remaining Jueqing Zhan naturally doesn't want to miss it. If he doesn't even have the courage to face it, how can he reach the top?
"Ba Dao, when you are ruthless in killing Dacheng, fight with me!"
The words "Jieqing Zhan" were like thunder exploding in Ba Dao's ears. The shock in his eyes was beyond words. How did this man know that he was practicing Jue Qing Zhan? Ba Dao struggled for a long time after getting the Jue Qing Zhan sword manual. Finally, he made up his mind to practice this ruthless martial arts. Before he could practice it, his origins were revealed. You can imagine the shock.
Pu Xing also understood what Li Jie meant when he heard this. Although he was a little reluctant, he still took out the golden sore medicine from the bag.
When he came to Ba Dao, Ba Dao shook his head slightly and said with a slightly weak expression.
"Thank you for your kindness! I don't need it! As for what your young master said, I agree."
The reason why Ba Dao refused was because he didn't want to have anything to do with Li Jie and the others. The practice of ruthless slashing requires ruthlessness and justice, pity and love, and relatives and friends. At this time, Ba Dao could not perfectly control his emotions. Therefore, he did not want to have too much contact with the outside world to avoid worrying about him.
In fact, today Li Jie and the others did not take advantage of others' danger. Ba Dao was already grateful. How could he still dare to receive treatment? Wouldn't it be more implicated and completely contrary to his original intention.
When Pu Xing saw Ba Dao refusing, he thought the other party was afraid that he would harm him secretly, so he spat.
"Bah! If a dog bites Lu Dongbin, it doesn't recognize a good heart!"
Ba Dao smiled bitterly in his heart, it doesn't matter if the other party misunderstood him, at most, after ruthlessly killing Dacheng, he could avoid the other party's life when fighting against him.
He stretched out his hand to take out the medicine from his chest, but all of a sudden it was empty. The medicine he had brought with him had been destroyed in the battle, and then he closed his eyes silently to transport his inner breath.
The next day, the sun rose from the east, and sunlight filtered through the early morning mist into the temple through the holes in the roof.
Li Jie opened his eyes and took a long breath. The slightly grassy air made people feel very comfortable. He glanced at Ba Dao sitting in the corner. His face was no longer as pale as the death of last night. , there is a vitality in the dilapidated complexion.
It seems that the other party has passed the dangerous period. Last night, Ba Dao seemed to be really dead for a long time. Li Jie thought that he would not survive. Ba Dao had rejected his kindness before, and Li Jie did not He planned to rush to save him, but if he couldn't survive, it would be his life, but he didn't expect Ba Dao to survive.
'Could this be some kind of luck? Shouldn't Ba Dao die? '
Li Jie was thinking wildly and had no intention of confirming anything. After all, things like fate and luck were too elusive and could not be touched with his current ability.
The three of them took out the dry food from their bags and had a simple breakfast with boiled hot water. They ignored Ba Dao and left the ruined temple after eating.
A few days later, Li Jie and his party finally arrived at Funiu Town at the foot of Mount Lu, and after asking several passers-by they found Mi's Grain Store.
Mi's Grain Store was one of the contact points left by Master Wuhen. Although his master lived in seclusion deep in Lushan Mountain, he still couldn't avoid dealing with firewood, rice, oil and salt. Mi's Grain Store should exist to take care of these chores.
Entering the grain store, there was only a white-haired old man in his fifties. Li Jie took out the jade pendant left by Mr. Wuhen.
"Shopkeeper, please inform the owner that we have a visitor."
The white-haired old man took the jade pendant, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully, then he pondered for a moment and said.
"Are you ignoring the young master? My young master has given instructions before. As soon as you arrive, he will be notified immediately. However, the journey is a bit long. I am afraid that the young master will not be able to arrive until tomorrow. The inn in the town is also my master's property. In a moment, Wait a moment, I will take you there myself."
Li Jie cupped his hands and said, "Sorry to bother you, old man."
The white-haired old man smiled slightly and waved his hand: "No trouble, no trouble!"
The old man in front of him seems to be an ordinary old man, but he is actually possessed of great inner strength. If Li Jie's spiritual sense is not far superior to ordinary people, he might not be able to detect it. However, the man in front of him is not a master, and he should be good at concentrating his breath.
