While he was deep in thought, the attacker slowly walked out from the grass not far away.
Dongfang Shiming looked at each other with cold eyebrows and clenched the iron fan in his hands tighter and tighter.
"It's not bad." The man just came out and looked at Dongfang Shiming with interest and said, "Just now, the two escorts asked you to go to hell together. I didn't expect you to stop them."
Dongfang Shiming gritted his teeth and sneered: "With that kind of strength and technique, it will still be about the same after another ten years of training."
"Very good, I admire you." The man took two steps closer and grinned ferociously, "But how long can you be arrogant in front of me, Leng Wushuang?"
Dongfang Shiming slightly raised the corners of his mouth. He took a stance, frowned and asked, "Give me your name when you come up. It seems you are different from those other soldiers."
"Three losers. I have killed them." Leng Wushuang's cold expression made people shudder.
"That doesn't matter to me, and it doesn't scare me." Dongfang Shiming shrugged, "I just want to tell you, I have seen several people with your level of combat prowess."
The air suddenly became stagnant, and apart from the sound of branches and leaves blown by the wind, the two men faced each other silently. Between the eyes, it seems that fire can be touched at any time, and then burn into a raging flame of war.
Not long after this confrontation, Leng Wushuang made the first move. He slowly took out a short cannonball from his arms, pulled off the fuse, and pointed it at the sky.
Then there was a loud scream, and a red smoke screen dragged out with a long tail, quickly disappearing into the mist in the air.
"A flare?" Dongfang Shiming pretended to be calm and continued to sneer: "You know you can't defeat it, so do you want to send reinforcements?"
Unexpectedly, Leng Wushuang was not angered by him at all. Instead, he nodded lightly: "Yes."
Dongfang Shiming's heart tightened. The man in front of me has a weird personality. Although he has a common problem of arrogance, he is still able to maintain his composure in battle situations. From this point of view, using verbal stimulation has no effect.
"Come on!" Leng Wushuang had already grasped the new wind dart in his hand, and his fighting spirit was high. "Let's try to see if we can escape before my reinforcements arrive!"
"...learn from me." Dongfang Shiming opened the folding fan and got ready.
He knew very well in his heart that if they could not escape as soon as possible, they would be dead when more enemies arrived. However, he also believed that they would not die from this. After all, he still had the bet with the person behind the scenes.
Jia Qian hid behind a tree and sincerely prayed that the two of them would be safe. From what Dongfang Shiming said just now, it shouldn’t be a big problem, right? He only hoped that if he had a little effort, he could help Dongfang Shiming.
The sound of weapons clashing behind the trees started to pierce the air and has become increasingly intense. Jia Qian took a peek from time to time, and the nervous feeling made his heart feel in his throat all the time. He couldn't figure out which of the two had the upper hand. Their figures were like mist, making it difficult to trace them.
He had not considered why Dongfang Shiming followed him. But he wanted to believe that this wise brother was a good man and that he saved his life.
This time, Dongfang Shiming stood up to fight for himself again, and it was the first time that he felt this kind of emotion in his heart. What the sages said about "a friend in need", "a friend who cuts off one's neck", etc., may have this meaning.
Just as Jia Qian's thoughts were lingering, the battle between Dongfang Shiming and Leng Wushuang gradually turned into a silent fight for their lives.
Leng Wushuang's weapon is magical and strange. The wind dart is connected to the iron rope and can be shot out and then spin around, making it very difficult to deal with. Dongfang Shiming was able to achieve an even match with Leng Wushuang, but it could not last long.
The smile on Leng Wushuang's face was a little perverted and looked creepy. His hands controlled the weapons, flying like ghosts without a trace, and the attacks of iron ropes and wind darts were unpredictable, each move costing his life.
There was a sharp collision, and the iron fan and the iron rope collided again. Dongfang Shiming retreated while avoiding the two boomerangs coming from behind. After taking a moment to catch his breath, the sharp shadow of a dart suddenly arrived again. He raised his index finger and the iron fan flew out of his palm, just in time to deflect the incoming killing move.
In fact, he was not anxious in his heart. Leng Wushuang's reinforcements were naturally his subordinates who were ambushing Shiya Village. According to the usual speed, the time from the discovery of the flare to the arrival of support will not be too long. If the fight continues, the consequences can be imagined.
In this case, he must make a decision as soon as possible.
"Come again!" Leng Wushuang shook his fingers, and a sharp killing move flew out from his fingertips again.
Several wind darts tore through the air like fangs and rushed towards Dongfang Shiming with deadly power.
Dongfang Shiming was about to observe the surrounding terrain and consider a way to escape. When he was distracted for a moment, Leng Wushuang's killing move came quietly. He waved his fan and tried to block it, but was unable to do so. A wind dart still broke through the defense and swiped past his left shoulder.
Blood suddenly overflowed from his left shoulder. Dongfang Shiming endured the pain, but his mind became clear.
Leng Wushuang became even more arrogant when he saw that the move was successful. His weapons were swung wildly like a snake, weaving into an indestructible killing net, vowing to kill Dongfang Shiming on the spot.
But Dongfang Shiming had no intention of continuing the fierce battle with him. He had already identified the escape route and plan, and they were only a few steps away from escaping. If there is a stalemate with Leng Wushuang, then when his reinforcements arrive, there will be only a dead end.
The shadow of the escort arrived again, and this time the offensive was overwhelming.
Dongfang Shiming jumped up and made a light circle in the air, just avoiding Leng Wushuang's move. He took advantage of the situation and took a good look at Jia Qian's position. He thought carefully about it and suddenly jumped on a nearby tree trunk and turned over to Jia Qian's side!
"Let's go!" Dongfang Shiming grabbed Jia Qian, who was still in a daze, and wanted to take him away with him.
Leng Wushuang came back to his senses immediately: "Want to leave?"
Without any time to waste, he took advantage of the moment when Dongfang Shiming was unable to dodge, and the wind dart he retracted quickly ejected again!
As the howling screams came again like thunder, Dongfang Shiming couldn't dodge and suddenly felt a chill in his abdomen.
"Poof", a large amount of bright red blood gushed out. The wind dart pierced Dongfang Shiming's abdomen!
A stinging pain rushed to his head, and coupled with the internal force carried by the wind dart, he suddenly felt a sudden tremor in the muscles of his limbs. Jia Qian was obviously frightened, and he shouted out loud: "Brother Xian!!"
Dongfang Shiming suppressed the severe pain, grabbed Jia Qian, and the two of them rolled to the grass on the side.
Seeing this, Leng Wushuang immediately retracted his weapon and ran over to take a look. But they found that the grass over there was a slope, and the two of them had already rolled down the slope and escaped.
Among the extremely messy weeds and dead branches, Leng Wushuang walked in and searched for clues for a while, but it was always difficult to grasp the direction accurately.
However, he was not in a hurry, because his subordinates were coming soon, and they would search all over the place to see how far the two injured and weak people could run.
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