Today, the sky is clear, cloudless and windless, and the sun is very poisonous. When the Nanshan Immortal walked over, he could not help but feel depressed.
Nanshan Immortal was naturally fine. Although he was injured, his martial arts foundation was there, and he was still riding an ox cart, so he wouldn't be too tired after all.
Shi Suxue and the two Hengshan disciples were also fine. They were all disciples of the Hengshan sect and had practiced advanced internal skills. Of course, they were different from ordinary people.
But the rest of them, Deng Wanshui and Dong Yue, were in trouble. They were from wild backgrounds, and although they were strong, they were still sweating under the sun. If they had not taken their face into consideration, they would have complained endlessly by this time.
When Nanshan Immortal saw them like this, he sighed in his heart. There happened to be a tea stall on the roadside in front of him, so he said: "Everyone, it has been a hard journey. The old Taoist is a little thirsty, so why don't we take a rest in front? Yes, how about we keep walking?"
Deng Wanshui and Dong Yue were naturally willing to do so, but they both wanted to face each other. Although Nanshan Immortal gave him a step, they were competing with each other and no one was willing to speak softly first.
In the end, it was Shi Suxue who took the initiative to take over the conversation: "The Taoist Master is right. Since there are no pursuers, we might as well rest for a while. Zhili is a hundred miles ahead from here, so we are not afraid of them chasing us."
"Miss Shi is right," Dong Yue said, and then he glanced at Deng Wanshui provocatively, making the latter's eyes even more angry.
Several people came to the tea stall, asked for a pot of tea, and sat down to rest. Dong Yue diligently poured tea for Nanshan Immortal and several Hengshan disciples, and finally looked at Deng Wanshui perfunctorily.
Deng Wan was so angry that he snatched the teapot and said, "I'll do it myself, I won't bother Brother Dong!"
"Ha." Dong Yue smiled disdainfully. Deng Wanshui wanted to drink it, but he was not willing to pour it.
Everyone in Hengshan was extremely confused when they saw that they seemed to have a conflict. Only Nanshan Immortal saw it clearly. His eyes swept over the two teenagers and then over Shi Suxue, and he couldn't help but sigh.
The most important thing about teenage love is that you don't want to listen to other people's gossip. He is an outsider and can't say a word. He is afraid that the two teenagers will fight, so he has no choice but to keep his mouth shut.
Deng Wanshui was annoyed. He picked up the bowl and tasted the tea. As soon as he took his mouth, the indescribable taste rushed straight to his forehead. He vomited it several times and immediately cursed at the tea stall owner: "You're so stupid." What kind of crappy tea is this! Why does it taste so bad!"
The shopkeeper chuckled: "Tea with severed heads is naturally not that delicious."
As soon as these words came out, Nanshan Immortal and his party suddenly changed their expressions. The tea stall owner was none other than Ji Qianli. He sneered and overturned the stall, revealing a bright embroidered spring knife.
Ji Qianli's move was a signal, and dozens of Jinyi guards holding powerful crossbows suddenly appeared behind him.
"No! It's an ambush!" Immortal Nanshan kicked the table over, preparing to use it as a shield to withstand the rain of arrows that would inevitably appear next.
Several people from Hengshan were waiting in formation. Just as Deng Wanshui was about to speak out, he saw Dong Yue rushing forward. He drew his sword and shouted: "Don't panic, everyone, let the Jinyi Guards come and experience the power of Dong Yue!"
Dong Yue raised his sword and came to kill with fierce momentum. Unfortunately, Ji Qianli didn't pay attention to this idiot at all. He said coldly: "Fire the arrow!"
Seeing where his blade was pointing, all the brothers pulled the trigger one after another, and the arrows whizzed towards the people in front of them.
Nanshan Immortal immediately hid behind the table. Shi Suxue and several Hengshan Sect disciples also followed suit and kicked over the table to block the arrows.
In addition to Dong Yue who rushed forward, Deng Wanshui was at a loss outside. Fortunately, a Hengshan disciple with quick eyesight and quick hands pulled him back: "Master Deng, please don't be reckless!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a wave of arrows flew down, and there was a dense banging sound on the table used to block the arrows. Dong Yue, who was still shouting outside, was hit by seven or eight arrows in the blink of an eye, without even saying a last word. Before he could say anything, he fell down with a look of horror.
Seeing that Dong Yue, who had been so arrogant not long ago, died like this, Deng Wanshui felt that the blood all over his body had turned cold. He began to tremble uncontrollably, and he could no longer hold the sword in his hand.
"Now!"
Immortal Nanshan waited until the rain of arrows settled, and immediately slapped the table covered with arrows. Then the table rolled and hit the Jin Yiwei, breaking into several pieces in the air, interrupting the crossbowman to reload arrows. Actions.
The biggest weakness of the crossbow is that it needs to be loaded. Nanshan Immortal knew this very well, so he launched an offensive as soon as the arrow rain ended, followed closely by the three people from the Hengshan Sect. Deng Wanshui hid on the table in fear. Don't dare to move from behind.
"Everyone, attack with all your strength!" Nanshan Immortal shouted, and took the lead in sacrificing his sword. If you want to escape from the Jin Yiwei, you must stand on the ground of fighting. Otherwise, if you run away with your back to a group of powerful crossbowmen, you will be a living target for others.
After the Nanshan Immortal finished speaking, Shi Suxue formed a formation with two other Hengshan disciples, and began to advance forward with her as the center.
The two Hengshan disciples turned their swords like wheels to guard the left and right. Shi Suxue used Shuoyu Wentian to break through from the middle. This move is the most transformative move in Hengshan's swordsmanship. Once one move falls, the subsequent sword moves are like a long river. Continuously.
She was seen rushing into the encirclement, using her sword on the left to ward off the incoming warriors with a leisurely swing, and using her right sword to revive the willows to cut off the horizontal sword that sneaked up from behind.
"Sister, fight quickly!" A Hengshan disciple next to him said.
"good!"
Shi Suxue agreed, and the three of them sheathed their swords together, raised a palm at the same time, raised the energy in the Dantian, condensed the brilliance in the palm, and punched out in one direction. The layers of palm shadows merged into a long river of waves. Exploded in the air.
"Jixia Palm Technique? It turns out he is a disciple of the Hengshan Sect!"
The two Jin Yiwei Xiaoqi looked at it intently, jumped into the arena, pulled out the Xiuchun knife, and with a loud shout, the two swords were like lightning, and they slashed down in the air. They clashed with the palm power for a moment, and the whirlwind was fierce. The strong wind blew up in all directions, and both sides were equally matched and retreated away from each other.
Seeing that the two junior sisters were no match, Shi Suxue quickly closed her palms, took out her swords, and faced them with Shuoyu Wentian again, one against two, the sword energy was like a rainbow, light and dark, and the two Xiaoqi faced them. After dozens of moves, I couldn't help but secretly say how powerful it was.
At this moment, Ji Qianli suddenly escaped from the Nanshan Immortal's entanglement, slashed at Shi Suxue with a thunderous sword, and two small flags shot out at the same time, dragging the other two Hengshan disciples and tearing apart the three-person sword formation. .
Shi Suxue faced Ji Qianli with a sword, the sword energy condensed, and the sword light was like a hibiscus emerging from the water. She took the essence of using softness to overcome strength with one hand, and used the hovering sword energy to try to block the opponent's Xiuchundao.
But Ji Qianli was more powerful. He slashed with his sword, and a surge of fierce energy was like a heavy hammer, crashing on the plain water sword energy. The water-like sword energy immediately caused thousands of waves, and Shi Su Xue's face quickly turned pale.
"drink!"
Ji Qianli roared angrily, and added another three points of strength in his hand to break the sword energy. The Xiuchundao fell with thunderous force and struck the Hengshan sword. Like sharp teeth biting, the blade was directly embedded in the sword. Shocking cracks appeared on it, and if it lasted even half a moment longer, the sword would be broken at the waist.
"Well!"
Shi Suxue snorted, with traces of blood coming out of the corner of her mouth. She tried her best to push down the Xiuchun knife little by little against the sword. The sword was weak but the sword was strong. The sharp edge had already reached the opponent's shoulder. She was about to see it. A bloody mouth was drawn.
"stop!"
At this time, the immortal who was left behind in Nanshan recovered his breath. Seeing that Shi Suxue's life was in danger, he threw out the sword regardless of his injuries, held the sword fingers and used his true energy to wield it. The sword jumped into the air and then resembled a shooting star. Then he fell, swaying away several incoming warriors, and headed straight towards Ji Qianli.
Ji Qianli glanced sideways, had no choice but to put away his sword and turned around. He fought with the meteor sword. He only heard a crisp sound of "ding!". He took three steps back with the sword, but the sword was unable to move forward and drew a line in the air. The sword light flew into the hands of Nanshan Immortal again.
But at this moment, the mutation reappeared, and a dark light struck from a distance, blocking the sword's return path. Nanshan Immortal's move was interrupted, and his face immediately turned pale and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The sword was like a broken kite, inserted diagonally into the ground, and landing with it was a black-green arrow.
The Nanshan Immortal stared into the distance, a Pegasus neighing and roaring, and a long bow in the hand of the person who came, it was Cui Yixiao, the deputy Qianhu of the Jinyi Guards.
When Ji Qianli saw it, he also sneered: "Old Nanshan thief, you are at the end of your rope. No matter how strong your Qingcheng Sword Control Technique is, you can still use it a few times with your current injuries."
"My life is at an end."
Nanshan Immortal looked up at the sky and sighed with difficulty. His dejected gaze finally fell on the Hengshan disciple who was at a disadvantage, and he became firm again.
"Old Dao's death today is a matter of fate, but the suffering of the righteous warriors here is a man-made disaster. This happened because of Lao Dao. Even if he dies today, I will never let you hurt other people again!"
(End of chapter)
