The spring breeze blows, and the river rolls eastward.
The low hillsides by the river are full of red willows and flowers, and the three-mile stone path is full of flowers. It is a good place for literati, wealthy ladies and young men to go on an outing.
In a place like this, it is natural that there are small stalls selling herbal tea, snacks and soy sauce.
Xin Zhuo was sitting in front of a braised food stall, eating a plate of soy pork knuckles and beef. While eating, he looked back to where he came from. He had a hunch that a master was chasing him.
This feeling is hard to explain, but it is very strong.
There are still sixteen days left to become a half-step master.
I wonder if one person or how many people are coming? Is it a half-step little grandmaster, or is the little grandmaster coming in person.
At this time, as soon as the pig's trotter bones were thrown away, a person was seen walking from a distance, a woman, dressed in aqua robes, with an average appearance and some acne on her face.
But, this is the person who is chasing him!
"Which faction do you belong to? How much hatred do you have? Do you insist on hunting me down?"
Xin Zhuo looked around. There were many wealthy young men, young ladies and literati on the outing, but only the man in front of him was a master, so he must have been the only one here.
The woman kept walking and said in a cold voice: "Head of the Spirit Sword Sect, Zhao Ling!"
Xin Zhuo continued to eat a piece of beef with soy sauce and said with a smile: "It turns out to be the head of Zhao. Although I have some misunderstandings with Miss Zhao Li of your sect, I haven't touched her at all. There is no need to kill her all, right?"
Zhao Ling continued to approach, with no expression on his face: "It has nothing to do with Zhao Li!"
Without waiting for Xin Zhuo to speak any more, he waved his long aqua sleeves, and three lines of water energy flowed lightly, turning into three long swords in mid-air, vividly.
Then it cut through the air and stabbed Xin Zhuo at an alarmingly fast speed.
Xin Zhuo felt his scalp numb and his figure flashed to a distance.
"boom--"
The wooden table on which he had just eaten was already torn into pieces, and the dirt from the flat ground instantly exploded, sending a wave of water-like true energy in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, the tables of two diners next to it were overturned. The stall owner and his wife who were watching dryly on the side were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they hid far away.
The half-step little master's methods have restrained a bit, but he is still domineering and fierce!
A group of literati, young men, and young ladies in the distance were naturally startled by the noise. They all looked at it and then hid in panic.
"Zeng, Zeng..."
From the flying soil, three small water-based zhenqi swords had sprung out, slashing at Xin Zhuo again.
Xin Zhuo made an estimate and found that it would be difficult to confront someone head-on. This is no longer a question of strength and energy, but the absolute suppression of the realm. She can fly your kite infinitely, but you can't get close to her.
This is the helplessness of low-level warriors.
He had no choice but to flash his figure, turn around and jump into the river, forcefully raise his energy, step on the river water, and fly straight to the other side.
The leader of the Spirit Sword Sect, Zhao Ling, had also stepped into the river, chasing after him lightly. Qing Ling's right hand kept flipping, and three small swords of zhenqi were flying around, following behind Xin Zhuo.
The literati and poets on the shore who did not know the "sorrow" naturally could not understand the feeling of being hunted, so they walked out one after another and clapped their hands and applauded:
"Ling Wei rides the waves and crosses the river!"
"The rivers and lakes are so beautiful!"
"These people in the world of rivers and lakes come and go, Lingwei crosses the river, it is really enviable!"
"Of course!"
…
"Boom..."
The spring rain is about to fall suddenly, and the mountains and fields are covered with green rain and dew.
"Snapped……"
Xin Zhuo stepped on the stagnant water, and before the mud splashed up, he was already three feet away.
He had been on the run for three days.
Zhao Ling chased him for three days.
However, with the help of the weird [Nine Transformations of Kongyin and Light Body Skill], there is always no danger.
In the past few days, he found that he was different from other warriors. Because of the existence of Hope Moon Well, he could do two things at once. Even when he was running for his life, he could still refine the "realm energy".
Countdown to the half-step into the Little Grandmaster: 13 days.
He turned around and looked behind him. The head of Zhao Ling was about three miles away. He could clearly hear the sound of her rushing wind. He must be too far away to reach him with the small sword of true energy.
He already had a plan to get rid of the other party.
"This evil beast!"
Zhao Ling flicked his sleeves, not even a drop of spring rain touched his body. In one step, he was two feet away, and he passed between the big trees lightly, but there was a trace of anger on his originally cold face.
When the Lingjian Sect received the order from the Zhenwu Division of the imperial court, they naturally did not dare to neglect it. She was the first to set out, starting from the vicinity of Duanyang Tower, chasing Xin Zhuo's whereabouts, and passing by Lingshui Station, and later caught up with Chang The team of Feng Escort Agency.
Originally, she was very confident that she could kill Xin Zhuo by herself without waiting for Wudang, Shaolin and others to send out their horses. After all, the fifth-level realm was definitely not comparable to the half-step master.
Unexpectedly, the little thief in front of him not only had strange movements, but also had extremely flexible brains. He could always give her unexpected surprises. It seemed that he was about to catch up, but he missed some distance and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
I'm afraid I'll lose face in this matter!
At this moment, his earlobe moved slightly, he looked into the distance, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Xin Zhuo, I can't run away."
It was indeed difficult for Xin Zhuo to run away, he couldn't help but stop!
He saw three other people!
Three half-step masters, a middle-aged man on the right, an old man on the left, and an old woman in front.
Coupled with Zhao Ling behind him, the four half-step masters happened to be standing in four directions.
This made him a little confused, why bother? I have been very careful and haven't gone too far. The people I provoke are all people with no backing. Is it really to the point of anger and resentment?
"Let me see where you are running away?"
Zhao Ling was already approaching from behind.
"kill!"
The three half-step masters in front could not help but wave their true energy. Three golden swords, three wooden daggers, and three earth-shaped golden spears broke through the rain curtain, emitting dazzling light.
The piercing roar shook the eardrums.
"Hai Xiu..."
Zhao Ling also swung three water-moving Qi swords.
Twelve half-step little master's zhenqi condensed soldiers went straight to Xin Zhuo, planning to kill him with one blow.
Xin Zhuo stood still, with a strange smile on his face. At the moment when the twelve zhenqi condensed soldiers were about to encircle him, he made a strange flash of his body and reached the gap between the two half-step masters in the northwest. With the six strands of zhenqi condensing the soldiers, they passed through dangerously.
The timing was very clever, just when the masters' moves were old and unable to change quickly.
Either earlier or later, it cannot be done.
But he did it.
"boom……"
There was a violent explosion behind him, and several big trees collapsed.
The four half-step masters were stunned for a moment, as if they did not expect Xin Zhuo to be able to achieve this step. Looking again, they saw that Xin Zhuo had already reached the foot of the peak in front.
"Chase!"
The four people reacted very quickly, their figures flashed, and they followed them to the bottom of the peak in the blink of an eye with roaring zhenqi.
When he looked up, he was a little surprised. There was a cliff above. What was he doing up there?
Are you in a hurry?
The four of them looked at each other and without any hesitation, they approached again!
Xin Zhuo had already reached the cliff at this time, and there was an abyss below. He looked back at the four people with a look of despair on his face.
The four of Zhao Ling were no more than ten feet away from each other. Seeing that Xin Zhuo had no way to escape, they relaxed a little. An old woman smiled coldly: "Boy, die, the court is going to deal with you. The world is so big, there is no place for you." Where?"
"Court?"
Xin Zhuo was greatly surprised. When did he, a mere bandit, alert the court? Could it be that Mrs. Li informed the nun princess in some way?
Station...
This damn thing is really hard to guard against, let’s play ball!
"die!"
The twelve zhenqi condensed soldiers roared in again.
Xin Zhuo's face showed sadness and pain: "Although I, Xin Zhuo, die, I will never admit defeat!"
Jump off a cliff.
The twelve zhenqi condensed soldiers were hit to nothing.
The four of them, Zhao Ling, looked at each other, took one step to the edge of the cliff, looked down in surprise, and their expressions changed slightly.
I saw dense vines on the cliff.
"Damn it! What an escape plan this kid made!"
"It's really cunning!"
