Ruan Xianbei struck out with one move. The sharp sword energy was wrapped in the wind and flew away from the door, heading towards the scarred man.
When she hesitated, she looked down and saw the body on the ground. This was an inevitable battle.
In her memory, she had never had a life-and-death fight with a master of the Tianxuan Realm. She used the Xuanxin Jue to greatly increase her internal strength to the extreme, and when the man reached the door, she took the initiative to attack.
The scarred man used his luck to resist the attack, and at the same time slashed his knife towards the door.
Ruan Xianbei could have dodged it, but if she dodged the scarred man's knife, it would probably damage the fragile house and expose Cui Lin hiding inside. She had no choice but to resist this move.
With the light and shadow of swords, the silver soft sword and the black sword collided together. The scarred man's power was so strong that every time he struck, the soft sword in Ruan Xianbei's hand shook.
Ruan Xianbei: My hands hurt, my hands really hurt.
She resolved this move and jumped out of the yard, away from the house. The scarred man was chasing after her. The moment they crossed paths again, he suddenly felt a slight stinging pain on the back of his hand.
The scarred man looked down and saw a small green snake that had bitten him and quickly swam from the back of his hand to his elbow before jumping off the ground and escaping.
"How dare you hurt me, rat!" he yelled angrily and slashed at the little snake that was still falling in mid-air.
"Xiao Qing, come back quickly!" Ruan Xianbei jumped up to block the attack. The distance was too close and she had to block it with her front. Xiao Qing also sensed the danger and ran quickly after landing. When he touched the corner of her clothes, he followed it. Drill inside.
Ruan Xianbei rolled a few meters and got up. Although Xiaoqing succeeded, he greatly angered the scarred man.
The scarred man's attack became more and more brutal. He swung his sword again, and the wind of the sword struck her with a black light. At this time, she was glad that she was holding a soft sword. If she had resisted hard, the sword would have been broken. .
She used the Xuanxin Sword Technique to curl up the sword wind and thrust the sword out. The black light collided with each other and refused to let anyone go. In the end, the two forces exploded in the air with a bang.
The soft sword's blade is as soft as silk and is not suitable for cutting or stabbing, but it can easily cut blood vessels and ligaments at joints, and it can be swung as fast as a whip. Even if the blow misses, it can be quickly struck with a shake. The next attack will be hard to guard against.
The soft sword kills by severing the carotid artery, but now that she is close to the scarred man, she is afraid of being struck to death by his big knife. The scarred man probably wants to kill her and then detoxify her. If he keeps beating her like this, she will also die when the poison takes effect. .
She couldn't help but collapsed and thought, why is she so good at fighting? But she didn't dare to slow down her movements, and the opponent was not slow in his movements even though he had great strength. He struck at her waist with a move. She rolled over to avoid it and struck back with a sword.
When masters fight each other, their swords will draw blood, and their moves will be fatal.
Ruan Xianbei kept trying to attack his neck from various angles, and a lot of blood oozed from the scarred man's body after repeated fights. He saw a gap in this move, and Ruan Xianbei was knocked away by the airflow until he hit a tree and fell down. He covered his chest and coughed out a mouthful of blood.
The scarred man looked at her condescendingly and said as he approached her: "Only the dead know my name. Remember, my name is Ba Jiu. You are lucky to die by my sword."
He raised the knife and smiled: "I like to cut in half, aren't you afraid?"
Grass! So perverted!
Ruan Xianbei raised the corner of his mouth and wiped the blood on his mouth and said with a smile: "Scar Jiu? This name suits you quite well. Don't talk too much, uncle. No one can cure your poison except me. It's not certain who will live or who will die." "
"When you die, there will be an antidote." The man with the scar didn't seem to care about death from the poison at all. He was not frightened by her at all and was about to strike with the knife.
"Wait!" After Ruan Xianbei said this, she shouted at the top of her lungs: "Damn monk! It's your turn!"
Any accomplices? Why didn't he notice? The scarred man thought she was bluffing, but he still glanced left and right. With just one glance, Ruan Xianbei was saved from his eyes.
"Amitabha. Why is Miss Ruan looking at the young monk like this? Don't fall in love with the young monk." Tong Chun met Ruan Xianbei's murderous gaze with a pair of smiling eyes, and took her to a safe area and let her go.
Come down.
Ruan Xianbei said angrily: "If you come later, you can just collect the body for me."
Tongchun sighed: "The young monk went to protect the ordinary people in Yuantong Temple. Besides, I thought that Miss Ruan could handle it by herself with her martial arts skills."
Ruan Xianbei sneered: "I'm sorry for not being good at learning."
Xuan Xin Jue requires too much internal energy, and Ruan Xianbei lacks stamina if he doesn't succeed in a short period of time, which is why it is so difficult to fight.
"Another one? Okay, let's go on the road together." Ba Jiu boosted his energy. When he closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes were blood red. The black and red light around him covered him, and his aura was raised to another level.
"Ah... no wonder he is not afraid of your poison. He has sold himself to the devil." Tong Chun shook his head, as if he was very sad for what he did. He clasped his hands together and his whole body was covered with golden light.
"Ba! Knife!" Ba Jiu swung his knife, and even the land was scratched by his sword technique.
Tongchun's golden light shone like the Eighteen Arhats. He held out a palm and said with compassion: "Good, good, good."
Tongchun's palm formed a palm print in the air and hit Ba Jiu very quickly.
Tong Chun did not dodge, Ba Jiu's menacing knife hit his golden bell, as if it was scratching it, and it had no power, and his palm seemed to completely ignore Ba Jiu's body-protecting energy, and penetrated The black-red light that penetrated his whole body hit his chest without any hindrance, and this palm was followed by several palms hitting him one after another.
Ba Jiu took three steps back, spat out a mouthful of black blood, and looked at him with disbelief: "You...actually——"
Then he fell to the ground with a look of pain on his face.
"What is this?" Ruan Xianbei was puzzled. She had been fighting hard for a long time, but how could the monk be destroyed with just one move?
Tong Chun smiled with clear eyebrows and seemed to be a little proud. He said to Ruan Xianbei: "The Palm of Great Mercy and Compassion can overcome all evil spells."
"Evil magic?"
"This skill of his should be a unique skill created by the old monster Fei Mo. What is it called..." Tongchun thought hard and then smiled: "I forgot, forget it and call it Fei." Magic magic. The old flying demon died more than 20 years ago. I didn’t expect that there would be descendants to inherit his mantle. The black light body protection is invulnerable to all poisons. He has this skill to protect the body. Naturally, he is not afraid of you. A little poison, and the poison will be cured naturally as long as the poison is sucked out of your blood afterwards."
"It's just that the flying demon old monster may have passed on the technique to him when he was dying, right? His sword skills don't seem to be complete, otherwise... you might be similar to him now?"
Ruan Xianbei:......
"This evil magic is made by sucking human blood?"
Tongchun looked at Ba Jiu who was lying on the ground with a distorted face and said: "Yes, and he specializes in sucking women and children. Judging from his state, he should have killed more than a hundred people. It is still difficult to practice evil skills. It's a pity. Ah...I met Xiao Monk, and Xiao Monk, my skills are specialized in defeating evil spirits."
"Are you the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi?"
Tong Chun was a little arrogant and ignored her complaints and walked towards Ba Jiu and said, "It is lucky that the benefactor died under the hands of the Great Mercy. I hope that I can add some merit to you when I get to the underworld."
Ba Jiu kept vomiting blood, his eyes bulged, one hand grabbed his neck and the other waved desperately in front of him, making hoarse sounds in his throat.
"What's wrong with him?" Ruan Xianbei asked.
"My Great Merciful Palm broke his Kung Fu. He killed so many people, so he naturally fell into his own inner demons. Now all he can see in front of him are those who were brutally killed by him. With It won’t be long before you scare yourself to death.”
Tong Chun was right, Ba Jiu's eyes had long been dark, and all he saw and heard were those who were brutally killed by him. There were young girls, women with children, and newborn babies. He knew what kind of skills he practiced and kept a low profile. He knew that one day he would die, but he didn't expect that day to come so quickly.
Tong Chun shook his head with disgust: "This kind of evil magic that is not tolerated by heaven and earth should have been extinct long ago. The old flying demon also killed too many evildoers and was punished by the righteous way.
He thought he was dead a long time ago, but he didn't expect that he escaped and left a descendant. That's all, after all, all the monsters and ghosts will be wiped out in the hands of the monk. "
"Amitabha, the benefactor's sins are heavy. Go underground and pay for them." After he said that, he sat down and wanted to be saved by Ba Jiu. Seeing Ruan Xianbei still standing there, he reminded him: "What are you doing, Miss Ruan, standing here watching the young monk chanting sutras?" Why don’t you go and see how Miss Cui is doing?”
Ruan Xianbei's feeling that he had gained the eminent monk was shattered in an instant.
Yes, yes, I wonder how Miss Cui is doing.
Ruan Xianbei walked toward the house. Behind her, with Tongchun's voice chanting, Bajiu pinched his hand and slowly relaxed, his body stopped twitching, and his eyes gradually returned to normal. The color is no longer scary red. However, black blood continued to spit out from the corner of his mouth, and his breath gradually weakened, until he stopped breathing, and a string of tears streaked across the corners of Ba Jiu's eyes.
People who practice evil arts will be abandoned by heaven and tolerated by the world throughout their lives, and they will die alone and unfeeling.
...
She returned to the room and stood in front of the closet.
"Cousin, I'm back."
"Is it Miss Yuan?" Cui Lin's muffled voice came from inside.
"It's me, come out."
Cui Lin, however, asked uneasy: "How are you going to prove that you are Miss Yuan herself?"
Ruan Xianbei tilted his head: "Cousin, you always drink water when you go to bed at night, and you beat people and talk in their sleep——"
"Ah! Cousin!" Cui Lin pushed open the cupboard door and climbed out, whimpering and threw herself into her arms to stop her from talking about her embarrassment.
"It's great that you're okay, damn man!!!" As soon as Cui Lin finished speaking, she saw blood stains on the ground and three dead people. She was so frightened that she turned pale and buried her face in Ruan Xianbei's clothes.
Ruan Xianbei's chest hurt a little from being hit by her, and he threatened her: "Cousin, I killed the dead people on the ground, and I also have other people's blood on my body..."
Cui Lin raised her head in shock and panic, touched her face and Ruan Xianbei's clothes, and found that her hands, face, and clothes were stained with blood. She screamed and waited in the cabinet for a long time in fear. Miss Cui who fainted now fainted softly.
Twenty taels of silver was a bit too small, but in modern times it was still around eight thousand to ten thousand yuan.
At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.
Maybe he will accept it.
In addition, Qin Hu is also planning to draw a big pie for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu used to have money.
Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.
"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run, that's the only way you can survive."
In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, this body is not what he used to be. All he has now is a perseverance.
"Wait!"
Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.
With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.
But should we notify Li Xiaokun?
Qin Hu hesitated a little. What if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.
If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on it, they will be killed without mercy.
"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."
Qin Hu crawled under the carriage and whispered.
But Qin An's next words scared him so much that he almost jumped up.
"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"
What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?
Qin Hu looked around and found the wheel
There is a wooden stick with a sharpened top, two meters long, thick at the handle and getting thinner as it goes up.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.
Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.
"Come closer, come closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he was right.
The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.
Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire to, or perform a beheading operation.
"one two three……"
He and Qin An lay motionless on the ground until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.
"puff!"
It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.
Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.
For the reliability of intelligence, the scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.
After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.
Then he strangled his neck with a wooden gun. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.
"Hoo, hoo!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.
Just to break the enemy's neck, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.
"Qin An, come here and help me search you."
Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.
"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, flags, kettles, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."
"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."
Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then filled him with water and put on the captured cotton-padded clothes.
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Before dawn, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry on duty arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.
This was done to prevent others from taking credit, and he knew what kind of environment he was in now.
"Thirty taels of silver for one head, you are rich."
The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.
At first, he didn't believe it until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.
At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"It's not me who gets rich, it's everyone who gets rich. This is the result of the ten of us."
