Facing the silent mountain forest, the young man in short shirt looked around for a while, but to no avail. He had no choice but to bow and salute in the direction where the stones had been previously ejected.
Suddenly, another stone was thrown out of it! Whoosh - by accident, it hit Lin Manliu's head. The young man immediately held his head, his face showing pain, and while narrowing his eyes, he immediately looked in the direction of the throwing stone.
"Come on, I didn't use much force... hurry up and leave. Those people will come back later to see if you can feel at ease on your way south?" A familiar voice came from the forest.
"Ning Ke!" The boy in a short shirt shouted immediately. But then there was only a slight breeze blowing on his face, and there was no sound of the previous words.
This time, Ning Ke really left... After a month of life and death, the young man couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Looking back on the past, when they first met in the Buried Sword Valley, they were still hostile to Ning Ke, but now they are walking together. No matter how many rivers and mountains we have crossed, we have been able to entrust our lives to each other's companions in times of need.
Lin Manliu no longer thought about it, turned around and patted the belly of the little yellow horse, then climbed on the horse's back and pulled the reins of the little yellow horse. Fang Shan was walking on the road before, but before he had gone a few steps, he turned around and looked at the previous step. The place where he fought with those soldiers, the few stones scattered on the muddy ground... The boy in short shirt sighed, stopped looking back, and rode south.
Along the way, Lin Manliu tried his best not to stay in those villages and small towns before completely entering the Southland after experiencing the previous lessons. This place is no better than the South, and the official power of Yanyang is far stronger than the local Jianghu sects. A person like him who has no connections and walks around carrying two swords all day long will be targeted by those people sooner or later.
The boy in a short shirt deliberately avoided passing villages and small towns as much as possible, and just walked through the mountains and fields. Fortunately, the weather has been relatively stable these past few days, with no wind or rain blocking the road, and the process of returning south was also faster than before. When Ning Ke fled with Lin Manliu, he was much faster.
In the early morning, Lin Manliu rode Xiao Huang through the mountains, startling the birds flying in the forest from time to time. This was probably the only fun for the young man to relieve his fatigue along the way.
When it was almost noon, the sun these days was still a bit overwhelming. The boy in short shirt stopped riding the horse and turned to leading the horse. Along the way, he tried his best to go to some shady places, so that the little boy could relax. Huang Ye was able to cool off for a while. While walking, Lin Manliu's hands were never idle. He either took out the old liar's Shanshui Sword Art, or the book Mr. Mo gave him, and read through it several times.
Waiting until the sun set in the west and the red sun reflected in the sky, the boy in short shirt got back on his horse and prepared to find a secluded place to rest in the forest before dark.
After nightfall, Lin Manliu stopped rushing. After tying Xiao Huang to a tree trunk at random, he pulled out his two daggers in an open space and recalled the past encounters with the enemy. Although these days were not long, But he has also experienced many life-and-death battles, and he is no longer the ignorant young man who just walked out of Fengcheng.
Every day of returning to the south seemed to be like this, and the time came to the night of August 3rd in such a boring and boring way.
As always, after Lin Manliu placed Xiao Huang, he took out Shan Ye Xing and Spring Window Butterfly in an open space on one side. The moonlight reflected on the two daggers, and Shan Ye Xing glowed with the light of the metal. As for the Spring Window Butterfly, under the moonlight, the green sword body seemed to glow.
The young man in short shirt recalled all the opponents and thieves he met along the way. He went through their moves and some strange moves that threatened his life in his mind. Then he clenched the two swords in his hands, Looking for a solution.
The young man in the forest under the moon had to hold out the two swords in his hands again and again. His moves were constantly changing, blocking or blocking. After one sword slashed, the other sword suddenly took off, and then a wave of swords trembled in his hands. Flower, if there is anything in front of you, it will be shattered by that sword.
When Lin Manliu twitched the spring window butterfly in his hand and drew his sword back to his side, he suddenly remembered Qiao Ruichen's sword strike in the sea of fire during the battle in Yangfeng Valley. The boy in the short shirt recalled the action at that time, The shadow of the green sword in his hand moved as his heart moved.
Chun Chuangdie sheathed his sword at his side, as if he was gathering momentum. The young man in a short shirt closed his eyes and did not look forward. He tried his best to recall Qiao Ruichen's demeanor and momentum when he drew his sword. Just when Chun Chuangdie was about to When he was completely pulled to his side, Lin Manliu opened his eyes suddenly!
Immediately afterwards, a sword was thrust forward, and the tip of the sword pointed at a thick giant tree in front of him! The power of the sword cuts off the autumn moon!
The sword follows the heart, and people follow the sword. The boy in a short shirt followed the Spring Window Butterfly thrust forward, and rushed forward. Then the sword pierced the giant tree. From the position where the Spring Window Butterfly pierced, there were several cracks. It was torn apart, and the giant tree instantly shattered, and the originally intact trees turned into broken trees and broken branches.
Lin Manliu was in a daze as he looked at the power of this sword... It was indeed the sword power of Zhujianfeng. This was just a temporary demonstration of Qiao Ruichen's sword. If he could consult with him later, he would definitely gain something. Not cheap!
But why do people teach themselves? The young man in short shirt thought again that he was neither a disciple of Sword Making Peak nor a close relative of the person, so why should he find someone to learn the sword from him.
But Lin Manliu immediately changed his mind and thought that the master would definitely do it. When he returned to southern Xinjiang in the future, he would ask the master about it. There was another sword, and the sword was full of power!
Lin Manliu felt a little happier now that the matter in his heart was solved. He immediately looked up at the stars on the sky and began to identify the direction. After resting tomorrow, he must rush back early!
...In the Snake Valley in southern Xinjiang, there were many flames outside the valley, and shouts filled the mountains and forests in this area.
"Listen! You lead the people to the west side of the valley to stop those thieves. Leave this place to me!" Lu Fengbai shouted, and after stopping a person from the Tue Sect with the Qiye Knife in his hand, he slashed out again.
"Understood! You should also be careful. These people tonight are much more difficult to deal with than before!" After Ye Dang heard the response, he cut off the thief's weapon with a sword, and then kicked out the thief from the Evil Slaughter Sect. Had to faint on the spot.
The man in yellow shirt repelled all the thieves in front of him, made a gesture behind him, and ran towards the west side of the valley, followed by a dozen disciples of Yijian Villa.
Lu Fengbai watched Ye Dangting move away from here, spat on the ground casually, took a long breath, clenched the Qiye knife in his hand, and stood at the main entrance of the Serpent Valley.
Just such a stop, such a look in white robes and black swords, reflected in the hearts of all the evil-slaughter sect members and those mountain bandits here. Some people who had been beaten back by Lu Fengbai couldn't help but take a step back, holding the sword in their hands. It seems that the sword is no longer held tightly as before.
"Come on!" Lu Fengbai shouted, raising the Qiye knife in his hand and pointing it at the thieves who were surrounding the gate of the Serpent Valley.
"Kill him! There aren't many of them in the first place, but some of them were divided to block the brothers on the west side. Let these people understand! The consequences of opposing us!" Someone in the Tue Evil Sect crowd shouted, and heard After hearing this cry, everyone picked up the blades in their hands and rushed towards the main entrance of the Snake Valley again.
Lu Fengbai waved Qi Ye in his hand. The already pitch-black blade seemed to be nothing at night like this. The bandits had no time to see clearly. Wherever Qi Ye swung, they had already been chopped off or hit. Only those belonging to the Evil Slaughter Sect can still cope with the injury to their sword arms.
When the thieves were a little closer to the main entrance, Lu Fengbai waved Qi Ye and at the same time called out: "Raise the arrow!".
On the wall at the main entrance of the Snake Valley, several figures immediately appeared, holding a strange wooden box in their hands. The next moment the figures appeared, the sound of pulling a machine was heard, and several arrows shot from these chess pieces. The wooden box in the hands of the Jianshan Villa disciples ejected from the object.
At such a close distance, most of the arrows instantly hit the intruding thieves, most of whom were mountain bandits. The screams immediately overwhelmed the previous shouts.
These strange wooden box objects were naturally the temporary Eight Phases made by Mu Tianliao and others for the people of Yijian Villa when they were in Goyabazi. When used in these offensive and defensive places, the effect was far greater than that of chasing and killing.
"Well, Lu Fengbai...bring these things..." One of the leaders of the Evil Slaughter Sect, who was surrounded this time, blocked the arrows and pointed his knife at Lu Fengbai.
Faced with such words, Lu Fengbai could further confirm his previous guesses. The Evil Slaughter Sect was definitely involved with the Yanyang Dynasty, and they had many contacts with people in the Lu family's private army in the past. .. Lu Fengbai waved the Qi Ye Dao at his side, looked at the person who spoke before, and said, "What's the matter?"
The leader of the Evil Slaughter Sect roared and waved the long knife in his hand. He was the first to rush out. As he ran forward, he shouted loudly: "Lu Feng surrendered to me in vain! Do your best to kill those on the city wall!" .
Lu Fengbai also started to move. He took one step forward and held out Qi Ye's sword in his hand, directly beheading the leader of the Tu Evil Sect who was charging forward.
The blades of the two men slashed together in an instant, and the sharp clashing sound of the blades was heard between them. Some members of the Evil Slaughter Sect and those mountain bandits wanted to cross over where Lu Fengbai was and head towards the gate of the Serpent Valley. Suddenly a long sword was thrown out from behind the main entrance.
A young man dressed in pink robes appeared in front of everyone and stood at the main entrance where Lu Fengbai used to be.
"Brother Lu, let me help you!" Chong Ying shouted, urging the other long sword in his hand, and walked towards the frontmost disciple of the Evil Slaughter Sect.
"Lu Fengbai...you've been guarding the front a lot, don't you worry about the other place?" The leader of the Tue Evil Sect slashed out with his sword, but was stopped by Lu Fengbai's horizontal sword.
Chong Ying's reinforcements arrived at the main entrance, which meant that Ye Dangting had rushed to the west side. Lu Fengbai was so determined that he no longer cared about the Qi Ye knife in his hand, and the force of the knife became even faster.
"If the Slaughter Evil Sect is full of rotten fish and shrimps like you, they may not be able to make any waves in this world!" Lu Fengbai said with a smile.
"How dare you!" The leader of the Tue Evil Sect yelled again. Hearing that Lu Fengbai still had time to taunt him, the blade in his hand immediately increased its strength.
