Qin Shuang held the long sword tightly in her hand and looked at the people in front of her with furrowed brows, her face looking troubled. It was a bad day, and she still had the last handful of poison powder in her chest, which was her last trump card.
"Guys, be careful. This bitch is very poisonous, so don't get too close!" Tong Diao reminded several people on one side.
Yin Sanniang flipped the two daggers in her hands and looked at Qin Shuang coldly. With a flattering look on her face, she casually took some brocade cloths from her waist and handed them to the other four people. She also hung one on her face. , and then said: "If she sprinkles poisonous powder, these brocade cloths can withstand it for a while."
Several people took it, covered the lower half of their faces, tied it behind the back of their heads, and then prepared to take down Qin Shuang.
"Oh... despicable, really despicable! Little beast, little bastard! Little ***!" Feng Yi vaguely heard Xiao Yingfang's words before he ran more than ten feet away, and slowly lowered himself to stand in the woods. On the stone, while yelling at Xiao Yingfang, he stamped his feet in anger.
Feng Yi hesitated back and forth on the stone a few times, then frowned and said, "I hope this girl Luo Luo can hold on for a while! Oh, it's really annoying!" After Feng Yi finished speaking, he grabbed a handful from his right sleeve with his left hand. A large number of chess pieces, holding a sword in his right hand, jumped up and flew towards the people who were besieging Qin Shuang.
Xiao Yingfang achieved her goal, smiled evilly, and said to the four ghosts of the Demon Sect: "Feng Yi is here, don't underestimate the enemy, kill if you can, or hold him back if you can't."
"Xiao Diansi, don't forget what you promised us when things are done." Su Bing nodded after hearing this, and replied: "It is related to the whereabouts of our master, and that kid can't die yet."
Xiao Yingfang replied: "We have already discussed it, so don't worry, Brother Su."
"Take action." Su Bing heard this and ordered the other three ghosts. Xiao Yingfang would naturally follow suit.
Feng Yi turned around and shot the chess pieces at several people with Liuyun snapping his fingers first, so as to buy Qin Shuang some time.
When Xiao Yingfang and others saw this, they immediately retreated. Naturally, they knew how powerful Feng Yi's famous finger snapping and Sanshou skills were, so they retreated far away and only defended instead of attacking.
When Feng Yi and Qin Shuang were about to retreat, a few of them chased after them. Xiao Yingfang and Shan Fei were better at light kung fu, so they attracted Feng Yi's finger-licking kung fu while the other three attacked from behind.
The situation became one of two against five, and five surrounding two.
Feng Yi repeatedly wanted to lead Qin Shuang to break out to rescue Xiao Yu, but Xiao Yingfang and others were still haunted, trapping them in the poplar forest.
About two-quarters of an hour passed. Feng Yi and Qin Shuang were in a hurry to save people, but had no choice but to attack.
But the five opponents never gave them a chance, either fighting or avoiding, always delaying time and consuming their energy.
"It's almost time, let's do it." Xiao Yingfang saw that the chess pieces could no longer be found from Feng Yi's sleeves, and the poison on Qin Shuang's body was almost used up, so she called on the four ghosts of the Demon Sect to come together.
Feng Yi and Qin Shuang instantly became passive. Another quarter of an hour passed. They were retreating steadily and were already at a disadvantage.
Xiao Yingfang and the four demon sect ghosts took the opportunity to attack fiercely, trying to capture the two of them in one fell swoop. All the five people's moves were killing moves, and they had no intention of leaving Feng Yi and the two alive.
As Feng Yi's right hand was opened with a bloody cut by Yin Sanniang's bone-breaking dagger, Qin Shuang also received a solid blow from Su Bing's Ice Soul Palm, and the two of them were forced to stand against a big, thick-mouthed Yang tree. tree side.
After Qin Shuang was hit in the back by the palm, his face turned pale and his whole body was cold. Although he still held the sword in his hand, it seemed a little weak. Feng Yi's right arm was pulled apart until the flesh was torn and bloody. He had no choice but to cut off a piece of his sleeve robe to tighten the wound to stop the bleeding. He then used his left hand to use the sword, preparing to fight to the death.
"Girl, I think these beasts have no intention of keeping alive today." Feng Yi frowned and muttered: "I didn't expect that this poplar forest would be our burial place. I'm going to die. I don't regret accepting Xiao Yu as my disciple. It's just I gave you a life in vain, it’s Uncle Feng who is sorry for you!”
"Uncle Feng, I have nothing to be sorry for, and I, Qin Shuang, am not a petty person. Even if we die, we have to fight to the death. If we kill one, we will not lose money, but if we kill a pair, we will still make money!" Qin Shuang's left hand Wiped lightly
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he suppressed his internal injuries and laughed.
Feng Yi also laughed and said: "Haha, you girl is more open-minded! Not bad! Not bad!"
Seeing that the two of them were still laughing, Xiao Yingfang couldn't help but sneered and muttered: "You can just go in peace. Don't worry, it won't be long before the two of them will go down to keep you company."
The poisonous powder in Qin Shuang's inner bag was exhausted, and Feng Yi's killing move was also used up. The two of them could only fight to the death now.
Another dozen moves passed, and Feng Yi occasionally suffered some minor injuries. Although his physical strength was exhausted, he could still survive temporarily. However, Qin Shuang suffered serious internal injuries due to Su Bing's Ice Soul Palm, and almost failed to make any moves. He was attacked from both sides. There were stab wounds on her waist and legs, and the red girl Yin Sanniang planned to torture her to death slowly so that she could get rid of the bad temper she had just been scolded for.
at the same time.
Li Luo drove the carriage and drove the seriously injured Xiao Yu for dozens of miles and arrived at a horse track next to a river beach.
On the north side are vast stretches of mountains, on one side facing the river is a shoal paved with green grass and pebbles, on the other side is a gurgling river, and on the side facing the mountain are green pine and cypress trees.
Li Luo did not stop, but continued on his way to the countryside of Zhuyang County.
Just as she was driving the carriage over the mountain road facing the river, a gust of wind suddenly passed by, and the scent of camphor trees wafted over.
Li Luo frowned and thought to himself: It's that Qingluan again! Li Luo hurriedly reined in his horse and stopped. He took out the prepared wet cloth soaked in wine from the auxiliary box of the carriage beside him and wrapped it around his face. He then slowly turned around and went into the car to wrap a piece for Xiao Yu as well.
"Luoluo, be careful." Xiaoyu couldn't move at this time. Although he was awake, he was weak and weak, and even having trouble supporting himself was a problem, so he couldn't help Liluo at all.
Li Luo nodded, grabbed the long sword on her side, opened the curtain again, and reached out. She knew that her injuries were also serious. If she really faced off, she could only barely resist the enemy for a while. The best way at the moment was to Or run away! Li Luo couldn't care less, whipped up his horse and continued to escape!
After running a few feet further, he was forced to stop by two people standing at the intersection in front of him.
From a distance, Li Luo saw a rickety and ugly old swordsman and a swordsman holding a sword standing in the middle of the road. They had no intention of giving way. She hurriedly stopped the carriage. If she forced her way through, she was afraid that the horse's front legs would be in danger. The legs are not saved.
"Moo moo..." The horse was pulled hard by Li Luo. After raising its feet and neighing, it stood firmly and was only a few feet away from the two people.
The rickety swordsman's hands were hanging down, with iron ropes wrapped around his wrists, and two scimitars hanging on the left and right sides.
The swordsman held the sword, and it could be seen that three fingers on his left hand were broken and wrapped in gauze.
After parking the carriage, Li Luo stood up, frowned, and looked at the two people in front of him coldly. Those who come are not kind and those who are not kind will not come.
Just when she was about to take action, five or six women in green clothes jumped out from the woods behind the carriage, led by Qingluan from the poison department.
"Haha, yes, be on guard. Although the poison didn't stump you, we won't let you go." Qingluan said contemptuously, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly under the gauze covering his face.
