The man in black glanced at the masked woman, his face darkened, and he said: "Witch, don't scare me with your Fire Worshiping Leader, our East China Sea is not under her control..."
Before she could finish the word "Whatever!", the masked woman suddenly shouted angrily, and the swordsman flashed her sword and stabbed the man in black who was speaking.
Unexpectedly, the man from the East China Sea had been on guard for a long time. He flew back a foot and dodged the sharp sword of the woman in black.
When he was about to concentrate on the fight, he didn't expect that the woman in black was just a feint. Suddenly, her body swayed, her body turned into a sword, and she stabbed the other man with the sword.
Looking at Qing Jiao on the treetop, she secretly admired it, thinking that the move of stabbing away the two people with the sword was really good, and it seemed that she would try it one day.
The sword light in his eyes was approaching, and the face of another man in black was as cold as frost, and there was a sword cry of "Zang!"!
A sword, Daoguang, was suddenly unsheathed and placed across the chest. It was dangerous and dangerous, blocking the sword thrust by the masked woman!
"Dang, Dang, Dang!" A burst of sword energy slashed across the air, splashing a string of sparks.
It was the moment when the companion of the man in black was about to rush forward...
Unexpectedly, the masked woman slashed with several swords in the lightning flash, but she kicked the man in black and flew backwards.
He flew out like lightning, just in time to hold the spiritual sword in his hand, and stabbed the woman among the three men in black.
The woman was startled, and was unable to stop the masked woman's sword for a moment, so she had to fly back three feet to avoid the fatal sword from a distance.
Seeing that their companion was about to be injured, the two men in black were shocked. Before, they had only wanted to show off in front of the woman, but they had forgotten that the junior sister behind them was not as good as them.
At this moment, he was so frightened that he shouted loudly. The two men were like lightning, stabbing the masked woman from the left and right.
Everything reversed so quickly that even Qing Jiao did not expect that the masked woman would attack three men in black in just the blink of an eye.
And he almost seriously injured two opponents.
In the blink of an eye, two men from the East China Sea rushed in front of the masked woman, and the masked woman slashed out with a backhand sword...
"Ah..." Unexpectedly, her whole body was stabbed in the arm by another man's sword... She was in pain and had to fly back. In the blink of an eye, her black shirt was dyed red.
The man in black from the East China Sea stabbed out his sword in anger, almost killing the masked woman with one blow.
The masked woman's eyes were so angry that she was about to burst into flames. In a moment's delay, another man had already rushed in front of her and blocked her escape.
Coldly, the man scolded: "Take me to that forbidden place and I can spare your life."
In the darkness, the masked woman snorted coldly, making it clear that she would rather die than surrender.
Then, the figure flew forward like lightning.
"Where to go!" The man in black was not very fast, nor was his sword fast, but the sword he struck instantly blocked the woman's path, making it impossible for her to escape.
He saw a sword energy slashing in front of the masked girl.
Who knew that a sword suddenly appeared in the injured left hand of the masked woman, a sword as soft as water, a sword that the two men in black never expected!
It's just that the man in black's sword was harder and faster, and it had already stabbed the masked woman's throat in the blink of an eye.
Just when Qing Jiao was about to take action...
"Ding!" sounded, but it was the soft sword in the masked woman's left hand that narrowly blocked the fatal sword blow, and bounced back the enemy's spiritual sword.
However, the soft sword in her hand flicked deftly and wrapped around the opponent's spirit sword, trying to kill the man in black in an instant. This move was an astonishing move.
The man in black was so frightened and angry that he flicked his finger on the soft sword without even thinking about it.
This was followed by a crisp cry, which caused the masked woman's soft sword to fly away.
Missing a hit, the woman had no choice but to retreat again...
Unexpectedly, another man in black who had been staring at him had already drawn his sword and was about to pierce the masked woman's chest with just one sword strike.
"ah
..." A scream!
However, the masked woman twisted her body instantly, trying to move out, but unexpectedly, the man stabbed her body with a sword...
A soft sound of "Ding!" sounded in the cold night wind!
A sword energy descended from the sky and struck the man's life-threatening sword...
This sword energy seemed to have spiritual energy. It first struck the man in black's spiritual sword, and then went up his arm, followed by a "click!" sound...
A terrifying blood arrow flew into the night sky, and it was extremely terrifying under the moonlight.
Even the masked woman who was seriously injured was startled and screamed loudly.
Just as the three of them were stunned, a human head flew into the air, followed by a golden soul. When they were about to escape, they were cut down by a sword light again!
The man in black from the East China Sea was already dead and his soul was gone before he could see clearly who drew the sword.
The other man suddenly turned around and waved two black objects with his backhand. One flew towards the masked woman, and the other flew into the air and struck him with a sword.
The masked woman screamed in fright and flew back ten feet.
Qing Jiao, who was flying down from the air, was also startled. Faced with danger, she reached out to grab the branch beside her and moved ten feet in the other direction.
"Boom! Boom..."
Two shocking explosions sounded in the air, startling Qing Jiao. This was the first time she had seen such a thing.
When the smoke from the two explosions dissipated, there was no longer a man or a woman in black on the mountain stream.
There wasn't even a roar or a curse.
The two monks from the East China Sea were so frightened by Qing Jiao's Tianwai sword that they couldn't even care about the corpses of their dead companions, so they fled far away.
After a while, Qing Jiao came back to her senses and cursed angrily, thinking that I haven't had enough fun yet, so you guys ran away.
Just when she bent down and took off a space ring from the man in black on the ground.
"Ah..." sounded, but the masked woman could no longer hold on and fainted to the ground.
While Qing Jiao was stunned, Helian Mingyue's voice came to her ears: "Take her back to the inn. What happened?"
Qing Jiao chuckled: "Master, don't panic, he is still alive, he just fainted."
After speaking, he flew forward, helped up the masked woman who fell on the ground, and shouted into the night: "Remember, from the East China Sea, I am a saint of Zoroastrianism!"
Li Xiuyuan, who is far away in Furong Town in the north, does not know that Qing Jiao has washed away her memory of Buddhist scriptures and became a saint of Zoroastrianism in one day. Read the book
Qing Jiao and Helian Mingyue, who were riding in the carriage all the way to the imperial city, didn't know that the young man they missed that day was building a temple in Furong Town and wanted to explain to the world.
It wasn't until Helian Mingyue bandaged the masked woman's wound that the woman woke up the next day.
Only then did Qing Jiao learn that the elders in the imperial city sent a protector to the forbidden area to inquire about the leader and the saint, but unexpectedly they met a monk from the East China Sea.
As a protector, the masked woman Yun Xuan almost died under the sword of her opponent. Unexpectedly, the person who saved her life in the end turned out to be a saint of the sect.
Helian Mingyue was very satisfied with Qing Jiao's performance.
He leaned against the car window and said quietly: "It is not easy for us to practice cultivation, and it is even more difficult for you to develop an intuition for danger."
The corner of Qing Jiao's mouth moved, and she replied after a long while: "At that time, I just wanted to follow and see the excitement."
In the blink of an eye, she has become a great monk in this world, but Qingjiao still has the heart of a child.
On the vast Taohua River, there is a small boat in the snow and fog, heading east along the river.
Zhao Hu, who had left the gate of hell once, did not return to Wanping Town, let alone the Meng Mansion in the imperial city.
He just wrote a letter to Meng Wuhen at the inn, telling him what happened in Furong Town, telling him that Wang Wu had died in front of the Wen family who was killed by him...
How many blows did the young man's sister receive from the sword? How long did it take the woman to kill her? He had no choice but to do so.
Got it.
Because at that moment, he was so out of his mind.
Right now, he just wants to go all the way east, and finally go to the legendary Lingxian Island in the East China Sea to find the elixir. If he can't heal this arm, his cultivation in this life will be completely over.
We went all the way down the river until the winter solstice, when we arrived at Tianshui Town, which was hundreds of miles away from the mouth of the sea.
The boatman told Zhao Hu that the small boat could reach Tianshui and he wanted to turn around and go home.
Tell Zhao Hu that he can stay in Tianshui Town and wait for the big ship to go to the estuary of the East China Sea. He will have to change to a bigger ship at the estuary.
Zhao Hu had no choice but to go ashore and come all the way to Tianshui Town.
Just as he was climbing up the stairs and looking for an inn for the night along the town, he was stopped by a man who was in the tavern and leaning against the window.
"Tiger, why did you come to Tianshui when you had time?"
Zhao Hu was startled. Tiger was his nickname. No one had called him that for many years. He couldn't help but look up after hearing this.
I saw a somewhat familiar face by the window of a tavern on the right.
His mind turned around and he asked in a low voice: "Are you Duanmu..."
"Yes, I am your Duanmu Qingyun, come on, come up quickly, let's have a drink... I haven't seen you for so many years, I didn't expect you to come here."
Sitting by the window on the second floor, a man dressed in white robe and about the same size as Zhao Hu waved to him.
Zhao Hu sighed and had no choice but to walk into the tavern.
Meeting an old friend in a foreign country and having a glass of wine was a nice thing to think about, even though he knew it was impossible to find a magic medicine that could cure his broken arm in Tianshui.
It wasn't until Zhao Hu went up to the second floor and sat down that Duanmu Qingyun pulled his empty sleeve and screamed.
In Duanmu Qingyun's memory, Zhao Hu was a man who was not afraid of heaven or earth, and wanted to be a hero for the rest of his life. Only more than ten years have passed, and one of his arms is missing?
After taking a sip of wine, Zhao Hu explained to Duanmu Qingyun what happened in Wanping Town, the Meng Mansion, and what he and Wang Wu encountered in Furong Town.
After he finished, he looked at him with a bitter smile and said, "Brother, it's good that I'm alive. That night Wang Wu was hacked to death by that woman with one knife. That scream..."
Along the way down the river, Zhao Hu would have nightmares every night.
Thinking about Wang Wujiang Hua Satisfaction piercing the chest with a sword that day, he probably never expected that he would die in the hands of that young man's sister.
And this matter was told to him by Li Xiuyuan before he came down the mountain.
It is said that there is reincarnation of cause and effect, and it never fails.
After hearing what Zhao Hu said, Duanmu Qingyun felt sad for Wang Wu's fate, and at the same time felt unworthy of Zhao Hu's broken arm.
Zhao Hu shook his head, looked at Duanmu Qingyun and said, "What else should I do? Could it be that I die there with Wang Wu?"
Duanmu Qingyun sighed and said in a solemn voice: "Have you ever thought that you might meet a young man who can only learn a little magic?"
"Think about it, how many years of hard training did you have to achieve this level of cultivation? How old is that young man, unless he is a god?"
After saying that, Duanmu Qingyun, who looked heroic, took a sip of wine and continued: "The question is, when did you ever hear about gods in this world?"
Zhao Hu was stunned when he heard this, then looked at the half glass of wine in his hand and replied: "Right now, I just want to take a boat to Lingxian Island in the East China Sea to heal this broken arm."
Duanmu Qingyun replied: "Even if you arrive in Haiyun Town, there are no large ships going out to sea in the winter?"
Zhao Hu showed a determined look on his face and replied quietly: "Then I will stay in Haiyun Town and wait until spring."
