Quietly, Wang Qiang lay on the ground and vomited all over. Finally, he picked up Sanhao old man's long sword and the space ring on the ground, and walked towards the creek in the mountain.
After feeding the two horses and washing the injured body thoroughly in the cold stream, I sat on the ground and thought about what to do next.
The old man's space ring contains good gold medicine, and now that he has a sword, he should not encounter the killer for the time being.
Even so, he didn't dare to be careless.
He endured the nausea and drank a few sips of wine and ate two pieces of cake... He was afraid that he would meet a master like the old man again, and he was afraid that he would not have the strength to cope with it.
So I had to eat two pieces of cake and chew half of the elixir raw to regain my strength.
Unexpectedly, the seemingly sure battle almost cost him his life in this wilderness. Fortunately, there was a sudden golden light.
Although he didn't understand it now, where did those golden lights come from? Which god is protecting him?
There is no longer any breath of the old man Sanhao in the world. Even the handful of ashes on the ground was carried away by a gust of mountain wind. The cold north wind blew, and even the smell of blood no longer existed.
In Wang Qiang's opinion, this was really scary. He had never experienced anything like this before.
In this way, after sitting by the creek for half an hour, he slowly pulled the two horses towards the official road.
The next place was Niujiao Town. He planned not to stop on the road today, but rushed to the town to rest for two days. After his injuries had recovered a little, he would go to the Snowy Mountains.
The battle with the old man Sanhao gave him a deeper understanding of the killer in the snowy field.
Even if he cultivates in the snow-capped mountains and reaches the Tongtian River, staying true to the realm of a monk, he may still be remembered by the killer because of some people.
If you want to live, you can only practice harder than the killer.
Just as Wang Qiang galloped towards Niujiao Town, Sima Jingyun, who had left home early in the morning, had already arrived at the Tongtian River.
Hurrying slowly, when Sima Jingyun arrived at the Tongtian River and saw Monk Buli, he realized that Yuwen Liuli had left early yesterday morning and returned to Phoenix City.
Monk Buli poured a pot of tea and asked Sima Jingyun to sit down.
After all, this was Wang Qiang's fiancée, and he had to tell Sima Jingyun about Wang Qiang's injury.
When Sima Jingyun heard that Wang Qiang's left arm was really shot by his brother, he couldn't help but sigh and said with a bitter smile: "I'm not afraid of your jokes, that's my brother..."
No matter how smart Monk Ren Buli was, he never expected that things would turn out to be so bloody.
The future brother-in-law was hit by an arrow in the wind and almost killed his brother-in-law, but the brother-in-law was unequivocal and immediately avenged his revenge.
If you tell this to Li Xiuyuan one day, I'm afraid that guy will think he is making up a story.
Sighing, Monk Buli smiled bitterly and said: "Wang Qiang had no choice. At that time, he was fighting a killer in the Fusion Realm. Your brother was far away and shot an arrow without any explanation..."
Looking down and thinking about it, if it were him, his reaction would probably be even more intense than Wang Qiang's.
Anyone who shoots himself an arrow in the wind will end up fighting for his life, right? Not to mention, there was a killer who wanted Wang Qiang's life at that time.
Sima Jingyun picked up the cup in front of her and took a sip of tea, and said in a daze: "Originally, I left my brother at home and refused to let him follow me to Phoenix City, but I didn't know that he sneaked out..."
After much deliberation, Sima Jingyun could only place her hope in Phoenix City.
I hope that after Tantai Mingyue receives her letter, she can tell Ouyang Manxue to be optimistic about her brother.
When Monk Fuli heard this, he was speechless. He could not even express his current mood.
A stupid boy like this who cheated on his father and sister got into trouble, got hurt and refused to stay at home, and then sneaked out of the house. If it were him, he would have broken his legs first before trying to reason with him.
After a long silence, Monk Buli smiled bitterly and said, "To tell you the truth, Wang Qiang stayed with me for two days and just crossed the river yesterday."
Sima Jingyun was stunned and blurted out: "Who can he guard here? Could it be that he thinks that my brother will come back to cause trouble for him?"
Shaking his head, Monk Buli said: "That's not true, he is waiting for the three good old men in Snow White City...the old killer who ambushed him on the Broken Heart Cliff..."
With a sigh, Monk Buli told the story that the old man had crossed the river before Wang Qiang.
Sima Jingyun couldn't help but feel a little angry after hearing this, and complained: "Are you trying to temper him, or do you want the good old man to kill him on the way to the snow mountain?"
Monk Buli smiled faintly: "What kind of cultivation is he? That old man is worse than him. If he can't beat the old man, there is no need to go to my master to practice Buddhism."
"Well, I hope he makes it to the snowy mountains safely."
Sima Jingyun's heart instantly shifted from her brother to Wang Qiang.
He murmured to himself: "If the eldest brother was here, how could he be plotted by the Chen family in Loulan? It is estimated that the eldest sister would not dare to cancel Wang Qiang's marriage."
Monk Buli laughed and said: "She canceled Wang Qiang's marriage, didn't she just fulfill the two of you? A family that is ungrateful is not worthy of Wang Qiang's sacrifice."
Sima Jingyun couldn't feel happy when he saw the monk Buli saying this.
One crossed the river without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and the other ran away from home without knowing where he went. Both of them were people she cared about.
At this moment, she really expected her senior brother to suddenly appear in front of her.
Monk Buli waved his hand and consoled him: "You can rest assured about Wang Qiang. He is a man who wants to go to the snow-capped mountains to practice. How could he fall under the swords of several killers?"
Sima Jingyun nodded and replied softly: "For your good advice, if my senior brother suddenly comes to see you, remember to ask him to come to Baixue City and say that I miss him very much."
Monk Buli replied: "No problem."
...
Just when Sima Jingyun left Tongtianhe and was about to return to Baixue City.
Wang Qiang is about to arrive at Niujiao Town, which is good news for him, because it's not dark yet and he still has enough time to find a quiet inn in the town to stay.
Spend another hour, boil a pot of elixir, soak in a bucket of medicinal bath, and heal the many wounds on the body.
Just as he was galloping forward, he couldn't help but hum a little tune.
"Whoosh!" The sound of arrows interrupted his fantasy, causing the horse to neigh in surprise...
Out of his instinct for danger, he instantly pulled his horse to dodge on the official road...
An iron arrow flew past his ear, but the horse behind him couldn't avoid it. In an instant, he let out a whine and fell heavily to the ground.
The horse held by the old man Sanhao behind him was shot to the ground by a cold arrow in the wind.
The startled Wang Qiang immediately pulled the reins, stopped the horse, and rushed down the official road towards the woods.
"Swish, swish, swish!" There were a few more arrows.
The iron arrow flew again, piercing the chest, abdomen and head of the horse fiercely. In just a flash of lightning, the two horses fell to the ground.
Two horses fell down on the official road, and the other fell beside him, only two feet away from the woods.
The horse roared miserably and fell to the ground. The blood instantly dyed the dead grass on the ground red. Wang Qiang's eyes looked miserable.
He didn't expect where this killer came from to launch a bloody assassination on him outside Niujiao Town.
This was obviously a prepared attack, and he obviously didn't want to confront him head-on. Even so, he still smelled a hint of death.
Just as he rushed into the woods, there were several more sounds of bows and arrows being pulled, followed by a roar.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Several iron arrows were fired at Wang Qiang who was hiding in the woods again. These guys obviously wanted to shoot down the horse first to prevent Wang Qiang from escaping, and then slowly take care of him.
The iron arrow made a terrifying sound and shot into the tree trunk and branches in front of him, making a rattling sound.
An arrow even passed through the branch in front of him and came towards him coldly, less than three inches away from his chest.
Wang Qiang looked at the iron arrow in front of him coldly, and his body instantly flew deeper into the woods. If you want to play a death game with me, come on.
He knew that he could no longer sit still and wait for death. While breathing rapidly, he took out his bow and arrow while avoiding.
The killers who attacked him did not expect that Wang Qiang would rush down the official road and into a forest at the first time.
At this moment, Wang Qiang was running around in the woods while releasing his consciousness, trying to locate the killer rushing towards the woods.
"Swish, swish, swish!" A dozen sharp iron arrows flew towards the place where he had been hiding in an instant. For a moment, the leaves flew wildly, startling the birds in the forest, and flew into the sky.
At this moment, Wang Qiang had found a huge boulder in the woods, hid behind it, and was preparing to fight back.
He aimed the bow and arrow in his hand at several men in black who were rushing towards the woods from the official road. Behind these guys, there were several figures.
Obviously, a team of about ten killers came back this time. It seemed that the other party had made a big move to kill themselves.
However, he has now entered the woods. In the dense woods, the bow and arrow have lost their role in harvesting lives.
It was his turn to use his bow and arrow and the sword in his hand to kill these killers.
He became angry and decided to leave no one behind.
The men in black spread out and roared, intending to surround themselves and then snipe them.
The search and counterattack started instantly in the woods. A killer in black had already rushed into the woods. There was a sound of stepping on dead leaves, and a killer in black came forward vigilantly holding a bow and arrow.
"Whoosh!" sounded.
The dense woods were pierced by an iron arrow, which pierced deeply into the killer's chest.
Before he could react, the second iron arrow shot by Wang Qiang instantly pierced his eyes...
The killer who rushed at the front looked up in despair and looked at Wang Qiang, who was standing on the edge of the boulder less than ten feet away from him. He fell heavily to the ground without even calling for help.
Before Wang Qiang could draw his bow and arrow again, a black shadow suddenly rushed toward him from the side of the boulder!
In an instant, Wang Qiang had no choice but to drop the iron bow in his hand and pull out the long sword stuck in the soil...
The moment the black shadow rushed in front of him, the long sword slashed out!
"Crack!" There was a sound, and a stream of blood spurted out and splashed towards him. Wang Qiang took a few steps back.
I saw a killer covering his throat and kneeling on the ground. The long sword in his right hand flashed in front of Wang Qiang and fell to the ground feebly.
After killing two killers in a row, Wang Qiang, who was hiding in the woods, stared coldly at the black-clothed killers who were surrounding him.
I thought to myself that no matter whether it was the headmaster of Tiandao Peak or the Chen family of Loulan, I don’t know how much thought, how much effort, and how many killers were hired in order to take my life.
But, am I that easy to kill?
At this time, he had already eliminated two killers. If there were ten people on the other side, he would have eliminated two out of ten.
He also knew that the bows and arrows of these killers would be useless if they left the official path. The next stealth and assassination would be based on the strength and spirit of both sides.
And along the way, what he lacked most was energy!
A sound of footsteps sounded in the woods, and the scattered killers looked around nervously, trying to find Wang Qiang's hiding place.
But none of them expected that Wang Qiang, the prey, had killed their two companions silently, without even a cry for help.
They don't even know what kind of terrifying enemy they are facing!
