Leng Linjiang protected Xie Mengxia and others as they slowly moved down the mountain, and glanced at Han Changyun calmly.
This man's moves seem to have no structure at all, but every move and every move is performed steadily and freely, like a fighting style on the battlefield.
It's not easy for someone like Han Changyun to hide his stupidity.
There was a loud banging and fighting, and the men in black recovered from the shock. In the blink of an eye, they saw that Leng Linjiang had already protected Xie Mengxia and the others and ran far away. They couldn't help but become furious, and the attack became even more fierce.
The wind and sword energy streaked across the dark sky, and the towering tree crowns all around shook violently, and countless branches and leaves fell.
Han Changyun's face turned pale. Although he stopped these men in black, they didn't know where they came from. Not only were they sharp and invincible with swordsmanship, but they also became more and more brave as he fought. When one of them failed, the other one immediately stepped in. , he won't be able to stop this kind of wheel battle for long.
He turned his head slightly and saw that Wang Xian's aura was already messy, and he obviously couldn't hold it back for much longer.
Just when he was feeling ominous, a man in black stepped forward and struck Wang Xian hard on the shoulder with his Mo Dao.
With a "Zila" sound, Wang Xian's coat split open, revealing the black armor inside. Although the armor was still intact, Wang Xian's face suddenly turned pale, he vomited a mouthful of blood, and his body shook twice. fell to the ground.
Taking advantage of this gap, the three men in black who had been besieging Wang Xian suddenly flew away together. Like arrows off the line, with a few flickers, they caught up with Leng Linjiang and his party.
A man in black spotted Xie Mengxia's back and slashed with a knife without mercy, without any intention of leaving him alive.
The other two turned to attack Leng Linjiang and Bao Cheng, leaving them unable to save Xie Mengxia.
Han Changyun turned his head and saw this scene, his expression changed drastically, but the wind was ringing in his ears. He was already exhausted to deal with it, and now Xie Mengxia was too far away, and he was beyond his reach.
At the critical moment, a bit of cold light from the stars burst out from the side. It was as powerful as a swimming dragon and as fast as the wind, piercing through the hand raised high by the man in black, and with a string of blood beads, it was nailed not far away. On the tree trunk was a blood-stained six-edged nail.
Seeing this scene, Han Changyun breathed a sigh of relief, gathered all his concentration, held up Wang Xian with one hand, resisted the man in black with the other, and ran quickly in the direction of Leng Linjiang and his party.
The man groaned in pain, and Mo Dao took off his hand and fell to the ground, making a muffled sound. He covered his wrist and looked left and right. Before he could recover, a long sword was placed on his neck, and he gently turned to the right. One stroke.
There was a muffled sound of "poof", which was the sound of the sword cutting through the flesh like a broken bamboo. The person who heard it felt his scalp numb and his whole body felt cold. Before he could feel the pain, blood was already gushing out.
The man looked at the blood splattered on his body and face, and could clearly feel that life was passing quickly.
"Jiuchao, you're finally here!" Leng Linjiang also took care of the man in black who attacked him and Bao Cheng. He wiped the blood from his hands on Bao Cheng, who was still shaking. Seeing Han Changmu, he was overjoyed. Yelled wildly.
Bao Cheng suddenly fell to the ground, his dry mouth wide open, breathing heavily.
Escaped from death and can breathe freely
It feels so good to smoke.
Han Changmu didn't answer. He threw the still twitching man to the ground with an indifferent expression. He picked up a man in black with one hand and drew a sword on his neck with the other. His movements were so fast that it was dizzying. All he saw was blood spurting out. When they came out, the men in black were thrown into the grass one by one, but they didn't see clearly what Han Changmu had done.
In the blink of an eye, the men in black who had been killing Xie Mengxia had already fallen to the ground. Even if there were one or two who were still alive, they could not kill anyone anymore.
Bao Cheng stood there blankly, his eyes so wide that he almost fell to the ground.
What is a master? This is a master. He comes and goes without a trace. Although you can't see clearly how he fought, these people are all dead. This is a master, master, master.
He was extremely envious. If he had this ability, wouldn't he be chased all over the mountain? With a few swishes, the battle would be over.
Seeing Han Changmu descending from the sky like a god and Buddha, Xie Mengxia cried and threw herself on him as if she were a relative. Her tears and snot mixed with blood were all smeared on his clothes: "Jiuchao, why did you come here?" Ah, you're here, I, I, I was almost chopped alive."
Han Changyun threw the snatched Mo Dao to the ground with disgust on his face, and walked up to Han Changmu with a cowardly look on his face, as if the fierce and fearless Han Changyun just now was just the hallucination of others: "Brother, you, come here Yes, my life has been saved."
Han Changmu looked at Xie Mengxia, then at Han Changyun, and sighed helplessly.
These two people, even the most proficient singer in the school, had to be outdone.
He nodded, too lazy to deal with the pretentiousness of these two people. He pushed Xie Mengxia's hand twice, but failed to push it away. He had to drag Xie Mengxia and help Leng Linjiang up with one hand: "Yun Gui, how are you?"
Leng Linjiang wiped his face. The blood stains on his face looked particularly ferocious. He shook his head and smiled casually: "I'm fine, just a little flesh injury. Wang Xian's injury is a bit serious."
Wang Xian was covered in blood. When Han Changyun dragged him over, a trail of blood was left behind him. He didn't have the strength to stand up, and even breathing became extremely difficult. He could only barely open his eyes.
There was blood everywhere on his face and body, and it was hard to see where the wounds were in the bloody mess.
Han Changmu's expression changed, and he hurried over and took a pulse. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and patted Wang Xian's hand: "It doesn't matter, they are just flesh injuries, no internal injuries, and no bones are injured. Recuperate." It’ll be fine in a while.”
Wang Xian's face was pale and he smiled: "The low-level job is thick-skinned, which makes you worried."
"Don't think too much, I'll go back and ask you for credit." Han Changmu has always been cold but not mean. He has always been clear about rewards and punishments for meritorious deeds. Taking the initiative to say this to Wang Xian shows that he has no doubts about Wang Xian. Give up and acknowledge Wang Xian's injury.
Han Changmu looked around, and finally looked at Leng Linjiang and said, "Yun Gui, please bandage Wang Xian's wound."
Hearing this, Daya finally recovered from the panic of liver and gallbladder splitting, and staggered to Wang Xian's side, tearing up her skirt while crying, and bandaging Wang Xian's wound.
Han Changmu was stunned: "This is,
What's wrong? "
Leng Linjiang pulled Han Changmu aside and lowered his voice: "Don't worry about it. Just now Wang Xian tried his best to save her, and that's why she was injured all over her body."
Han Changmu suddenly realized, he couldn't help but look at Wang Xian a few more times, and asked Leng Linjiang in a low voice: "How did you meet Han Changyun? Have you met Gu Chen and the others?"
When Han Changyun heard this, he jumped on Han Changmu's body and cried, "Big brother, big brother, they, they are all in the broken yard in front, they are all injured, oh brother!" He slapped him! Thigh, crying like his dead father: "Brother, we encountered countless waves of pursuits along the way. We finally escaped with serious injuries and minor injuries, so I just went out to collect some firewood and burn it." The fire kept me warm, but who knew, I would be chased again, and I almost died."
Han Changmu glanced at Han Changyun with an indifferent look on his face: "You are tricking ghosts, please be honest, there are no outsiders here."
Han Changyun raised his eyelids, glanced at Han Changmu, and then at Leng Linjiang, smiling bitterly: "Yes, brother, I say you are the most sage. We have been extra careful along the way, but those chasing us The killers are like tarsal bones, and they can always find traces of us. I felt something was wrong, so I came out to take a look, and then I discovered this."
He opened his hand, and in his palm lay a handful of round and warm pearls of the same size, rolling silently.
Han Changmu picked up one of them. These pearls were about the size of a little finger. They were round and shiny, with shallow lines carved on the surface into the shape of a lotus. There was a small hole in the middle of the pearl. Used to string.
These pearls will not emit bright and dazzling light if they fall in the grass, but if you deliberately search for them in the grass, you will never miss these pearls.
He rubbed the slightly cool pearls and asked attentively: "Where did you pick up these pearls?"
Han Changyun turned his head, looked at the direction Han Changmu came from, and pursed his lips: "It was right in front. I picked it up here and was attacked. Later, Wang Xian and the others were also chased and ran here."
When Han Changmu saw that Wang Xian's wound had been bandaged, he took the pearls from Han Changyun's hand, put them all into his bag, and ordered Bao Cheng to help Wang Xian and rush to the yard where Gu Chen and the others were hiding.
But Da Ya took the lead, squeezed Bao Cheng away, and said with fear: "Bao, Brother Bao, I, I will do it."
As she said that, she supported Wang Xian and moved forward with difficulty step by step.
Bao Cheng had no choice but to take back his hand and glanced at Da Ya with a half-smile.
Leng Linjiang's eyes flashed, and he touched his chin thoughtfully, and all the blood on his hand was smeared on his chin.
When Qingqian saw Han Changmu appear, the smile on her face couldn't be hidden. She knew that Han Changmu still had her in his heart and couldn't let her go. Otherwise, he wouldn't let go of so many people. , ran over to find her.
She held up her skirt, took small steps, and followed Han Changmu step by step. She tried hard to keep up with him, but for some reason, she was always a few steps behind.
Han Changmu noticed Qing Qian's intention and deliberately walked a few steps faster to distance himself from Qing Qian.
Han Changyun chuckled: "Brother, this girl is not bad. Don't you always like this one? You might as well just keep it."
