"Brother Xian..." Jia Qian was still in a daze and didn't understand what was going on.
Dongfang Shiming turned around and ordered without hesitation: "In a moment, you see the opportunity and leave first."
"This..." Jia Qian finally figured it out.
However, the men opposite them didn't give them a chance to talk to each other. I heard the big man who took the lead slowly lowered his arms that he had just embraced, bared his teeth and snorted: "You have the backbone. Then... suffer death!"
With the sound of death, the three of them acted at the same time, trying to surround Dongfang Shiming. Dongfang Shiming raised his arms at the same time, and the iron fan glowed, flew out of the air, and fell into his hands like a crystal butterfly shadow.
He pushed with his left wrist, pushing Jia Qian out of the circle, then turned around and jumped to fight. Seeing that the two big men were about to go around him and surround him, he made a quick decision, jumped up, stepped over the shoulders of the big man in front of him, turned over and flew to the other end.
When the big men saw him escaping, they immediately turned around and attacked. As soon as Dongfang Shiming landed, he immediately adjusted his posture and started fighting with the attacker.
Although several big men were bare-handed, they relied on the strength of their numbers to attack Dongfang Shiming's arms. Dongfang Shiming blocked the way in a roundabout way, and couldn't help but retreat. Mud and dust were flying under his shoes, but his figure was still very light.
Jia Qian huddled behind a big tree and watched the battle nervously.
He could barely see Dongfang Shiming's movements clearly, but seeing that he was moving freely and gracefully, he should not be at a disadvantage yet.
The big man fired four punches at the same time. Dongfang Shiming overturned the iron fan in his right hand and leaned back to avoid a sniper blow.
The big man on the other side focused on attacking his lower body. As soon as he leaned back and turned over, another fist hit him with a roar of wind. He had to use his strength to level up, and his body spiraled away within a few inches of the ground. He barely managed to catch three Human offensive.
The figures of the four people kept intertwining during the fight, and their steps swept up fallen branches and leaves, and soil flew into the air.
Dongfang Shiming remained calm at all times. At this moment, he had clearly observed the flaws of the three people. Seeing the three big men attacking him again, thinking that the battle could not last long, Dongfang Shiming opened his palms and decided to take the risk.
"See this move!" Dongfang Shiming shouted as he saw three bodies approaching.
He spotted the gap between the three of them, and his body immediately jumped to the side as he walked.
Just when the big men on both sides seized the opportunity and raised their arms to attack, his figure turned out to be as light as a butterfly. He bent down, and at the same time, his hands were as sharp as thunder, his eyes were sharp for a moment, and all the strength in his body was used in one strike!
In the blink of an eye, two sprays of blood spurted out as his iron fan slashed down. Dongfang Shiming successfully cut off the arms of the two big men at that moment!
Blood splattered everywhere, onto his cuffs and weapon.
Just when the two men screamed and fell into a pool of blood, and the big man in the lead was shocked, Dongfang Shiming's offensive had not stopped yet. He then waved the iron fan like the blood rain of pear blossoms, attacking with both blades, and "cracked" quickly. Air, another blow.
The same blood splattered everywhere, this time, it was the leader's neck that was cut!
"Uh, you..." The big man at the head had a look of shock and disbelief. He clutched the wound on his neck with both hands, but blood still kept gushing out, and the scene was extremely horrifying.
Jia Qian behind the tree was stunned, and he couldn't tell whether he was afraid or happy.
Dongfang Shiming wiped the blood spattered on his face and shouted to him hastily: "What are you doing standing still? Let's go!"
"Oh, yes!" Jia Qian finally came to his senses, followed Dongfang Shiming and quickly fled the scene with frightened steps.
The two of them traveled a long distance quickly, and the sun gradually moved past noon. During this period, the two of them had been using perseverance to support their bodies and run. Otherwise, they would have exhausted their energy and collapsed on the ground.
Gradually, the two of them no longer had any energy to run, so they could only support each other and stagger forward.
Finally, Jia Qian collapsed from exhaustion. He sat down slowly against the root of a tree and kept waving to Dongfang Shiming. He was too tired to speak.
Dongfang Shiming was actually not much better. He had just experienced a fierce battle and had been running for such a long time. Now he also felt that his throat was filled with a sweet smell of blood, and his limbs were sore and swollen.
Seeing that Jia Qian didn't want to run away anymore, he stopped forcing him and followed Jia Qian as he sat down around the roots of the tree, breathing heavily.
Jia Qian calmed down for a while, struggled to turn over, opened the cage, and took out the kettle: "The water is almost bottoming out."
The two of them drank the remaining water in the kettle together, and their heated bodies felt a little comfortable. Dongfang Shiming climbed up holding on to the tree trunk, looked down the mountain, and said, "There seems to be a stream at the bottom of the mountain. Let's go down and have a look later."
Jia Qian frowned and nodded in agreement. He felt like he was on the verge of death in his life. After reading so many books about sages who sacrificed their lives for righteousness, this was the first time that he felt that he was so close to committing suicide.
Fear, hunger, and exhaustion intertwined, and he felt that this dual mental and physical torture was really uncomfortable. Who the hell chose him as a target? If he wanted to know who it was, he would have to greet his eighteen generations of ancestors cordially thousands of times.
"Alas, when heaven is about to entrust this man with a great responsibility... he must first work hard on his mind... his muscles and bones... his body will be depleted..."
Jia Qian endured the pain in his muscles and bones and turned over while reciting the teachings of the sages to himself as a little comfort.
Dongfang Shiming looked back at him, but he didn't feel funny either. Indeed, it would be a bit excessive to let an ordinary person go through such an ordeal. I just don’t know if the plan of the person behind the scenes is what I guessed.
The two rested for a while, watching the sky gradually turn red. Fortunately, no one was chasing them.
Dongfang Shiming pulled Jia Qian to stand up, and the two of them walked slowly down the mountain with their uncomfortable bodies.
Before reaching the bottom of the mountain stream, the two of them heard the sound of gurgling water, which was particularly clear and sweet. The setting sun was gradually blocked by the mountains, and the diffuse afterglow shone slightly. The two of them walked through the forest, feeling warm and comfortable.
Along the way, a flowing stream came into view of the two of them. Moss grew along the stream, and even the air was filled with sweet moisture.
The thirsty two quickly ran down, knelt on the gravel beach by the stream, held the stream water in their hands and drank.
The cool water entered the intestines and stomach, and the body finally felt a lot more comfortable. The two of them had just experienced the Jedi rebirth, and their minds had finally recovered. Sitting on the gravel beach, the two looked at each other and suddenly laughed in unison.
