Volume 1: The Thatched House is not out yet. Volume 1, Chapter 20: Retreating from the Enemy

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Bu Xiaotian couldn't fight for a long time. He suddenly feinted with his sword, stepped back, made a seal with one hand, and muttered something in his mouth. The sword in his hand glowed with green light, turning into thousands of sword shadows and flying towards the two opponents.

Once the sword technique is released, it is unstoppable!

The thin man in black was frightened when he saw countless sword shadows flying towards him. He knew that this move was so powerful that he was absolutely invincible!

At the moment, he ignored the man with the broken arm and quickly stepped aside, leaving the man with the broken arm alone.

The man with the broken arm did not expect that his companion would suddenly abandon him. At this time, it was too late to dodge, so he had to bite the bullet and raise the iron fan in his hand to meet him.

But with his newly broken arm and lack of true energy, how could he block the overwhelming sword shadow?

Thousands of sword shadows knocked down the iron fan in his hand with just a slight pause, and then passed through his body.

The people fighting on the other side only heard a shrill scream.

"ah!"

Turning around, I saw the man with the broken arm dripping with blood. His body swayed slightly before he fell into a pool of blood. He was so shocked that he couldn't help but stop moving his hands.

Duan Jiuzhou took advantage of the distraction of the three of them, and the halberd in his hand suddenly glowed brightly, and he swept it towards the people who were besieging him.

The three of them were caught off guard and had no time to react. They only had time to protect their weapons in front of them, barely able to block the blow.

After hearing three loud "dang-dang-dang" sounds, the weird long sword in Han Mosheng's hand flew out, and his body was thrown far away, falling to the side and falling to the ground.

Although Fan Hengyue was better than him, the spear in his hand was still trembling, the tiger's mouth was torn, and he took a few big steps back.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the charming lady retreated early, but the silver bell in front of her was hit by a halberd, soaring into the sky, and the divine light fell dimly in the distance. It was obvious that her spirituality was greatly damaged.

Duan Jiuzhou's prepared blow immediately severely injured the three people. Although he was also shaken back by the counterattack force of the magic weapon, his momentum did not weaken at all. He just stood there and looked at the three people who were repelled in front of him. No pursuit.

"Monster Ge, what are you doing?"

Han Mosheng stood up from the ground with difficulty, looked at the thin man in black not far away and roared. His voice sounded a little rushed and weak, and it seemed that he was seriously injured.

"This kid is not simple. If I don't retreat, I will be seriously injured!"

The thin man finally spoke. His voice sounded very old and hoarse, and it was so sinister that it made people uncomfortable. He didn't care about Han Mosheng's accusation.

"you!"

Han Mosheng wanted to speak again, but a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body swayed again. He finally stood still, looked at the thin man, and said nothing.

At this time, Lady Charming raised her hand to recall the silver bell that had fallen to the ground, and said a little weakly: "Old Monster Ge, you have been practicing for hundreds of years in vain. I didn't expect that you can't even beat a young boy!"

"Mrs. Charming, don't forget, I practice poison skills, and I'm not good at fighting. This guy is a disciple of Purple Thunder Peak, and his moves are fierce. If it were you, you wouldn't be any better than me!" Old Monster Ge heard this. Lady Demei was so ridiculed and immediately retorted.

"Okay, let's stop arguing. Now that several of us are injured, no one can get any benefits if we continue to fight. Mr. Han, what do you think we should do?" Fan Hengyue said with some displeasure when he saw that several people were in a state of internal strife. interrupt.

"Hmph! What else can you do? Duan Jiuzhou, you are lucky today. This young boy who ran out of nowhere saved your life. You will never have a chance to survive next time!" Han Mosheng looked in front of him bitterly. Duan Jiuzhou, who was as stable as a mountain, said with some reluctance.

"Han Mosheng, if you hadn't attacked first today, how could Duan be afraid of you? Do you still want a next time? Just stay here today!" Duan Jiuzhou snorted coldly after hearing this, and after speaking, he raised the halberd in his hand, As the true energy circulates, a mist of green light is emitted, as if he is about to take action again.

"Brother Duan, I told you that if you survive today, Fan will definitely not hunt you down again. We will see you later!"

Seeing this situation, Fan Hengyue stepped forward and stood in front of Han Mosheng. After saying these words, he turned around and made a seal. The spear in his hand caught the wind and grew to several feet long and as thick as the mouth of a bowl. He floated beside him, and then took Han Mosheng and Mei Mei with him. The lady jumped onto the gun, turned into a black light and left, ignoring the strange Ge Lao beside her.

Monster Ge watched the three people leave and smiled sinisterly at them. He ignored the man with a broken arm in a pool of blood and turned into a ball of black mist and floated away.

Duan Jiuzhou stood there, watching the four people go away coldly. After a while, his figure swayed, his face suddenly turned pale, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. Then he said to Bu Xiaotian: "Thank you, little one." Duan Jiuzhou is extremely grateful for the kindness of brothers who came to rescue him!" His voice was very weak, and he didn't have half of the momentum he had just now.

Bu Xiaotian had just used the "Ten Thousand Swords Art" out of anger, and was a little out of power at this time. He responded: "It's nothing. I have a blood feud with the people in the Black Flame Palace, so I didn't save you specifically."

"Hahaha, I didn't expect my little brother to be so honest. No matter whether you saved Mr. Duan accidentally or on purpose, it is an indisputable fact that you saved Mr. Duan's life. Mr. Duan must remember your kindness today, and you will definitely repay him in the future! "

At this time, Bu Xiaotian had already walked in front of the fallen man with a broken arm. After hearing what Duan Jiuzhou said, he didn't say much. He squatted down and checked, only to find that the man with a broken arm had already lost his breath. He was obviously dead. Under the shadow of the sword.

"Little brother, do you recognize this person?" Duan Jiuzhou saw that Bu Xiaotian ignored his words and was not angry. After all, he was his savior. Seeing that Bu Xiaotian was checking the condition of the man with the broken arm, Duan Jiuzhou asked.

"I don't know, who is he?" Bu Xiaotian stopped what he was doing when he heard this, turned to look at Duan Jiuzhou and asked.

"This person's name is Chi Yan, and he is the lowest ranking elder among the five elders of Black Flame Hall."

"Is this this person? I didn't expect that the cultivation level of the dignified elders of the Demon Sect is so low. It seems that the masters of the Demon Sect are no more than this."

Bu Xiaotian couldn't help but be a little surprised when he heard that this person was actually the elder of the Black Flame Palace. At the same time, he felt a little more contempt for the people of the Demon Sect.

"Little brother, what you said is wrong. All the five elders of Black Flame Palace have profound cultivation. This elder of Chi Yan has also killed many long-established masters with the sky fire fan in his hand. It's just that he and the five of them besieged me before. , it took a lot of energy, but you suddenly rushed out and cut off his arm unexpectedly, which greatly reduced his cultivation. Only then can he use the "Ten Thousand Sword Art" in conjunction with the divine sword in your hand to take his life."

Duan Jiuzhou was already sitting cross-legged on the ground. Hearing Bu Xiaotian's contempt for the masters of the Demon Cult, a vague expression flashed across his face and he explained.

"Well, what you said makes sense. I didn't expect you to recognize that I was using the "Ten Thousand Swords Art". I wonder who you are? You are actually being hunted here. Who is the person chasing you? And why? Will they hunt you down?"

After Bu Xiaotian heard what Duan Jiuzhou said, and thought about it, it was true, so he did not refute. Seeing that Duan Jiuzhou actually recognized his sword technique, he turned to ask.

"Haha, among the people who are chasing me, the one who wields a strange sword is called Han Mosheng, known as the Soul-Seducing Sword, and he is the great protector elder of Holy Soul Mountain.

The man who wields the spear is called Fan Hengyue, who is known as the one who can cut off mountains with one spear. He has no family or sect. He is both good and evil, and his locking behavior all depends on his personal preference.

The woman who wields the bell is called Mei Niangzi. She is the "Charming" among the four monsters of the Miaoyu Sect. She is very good at deceiving people's minds.

The old guy you fought against is Ge Luren, the 'venomous snake old monster' among the five poisons of the Sky Poison Sect.

Chi Yan has just told you.

The one who wanted to kill me was Han Mosheng, and he invited the other people to help. "

As if he was a little tired after talking so much, Duan Jiuzhou paused for a moment before continuing.

"The "Ten Thousand Swords Technique" you just used is one of Yuxu Sect's secret arts, and it is a compulsory technique for Yuxu Sect disciples. And the palm thunder you just used should be from Zileifeng's unique "Divine Thunder Technique", right? ?

So, little brother, you must be Xiao Tianxiong's disciple, and Xiao Tianxiong and I are old acquaintances.

As for my identity, little brother, you’d better not know. "

Duan Jiuzhou did not tell Bu Xiaotian his identity, but instead made it clear about Bu Xiaotian's background.

Bu Xiaotian was shocked when he saw that Duan Jiuzhou had guessed all his details just by using some of the tricks he showed.

"Who are you? Why do you know so much about the affairs of my Yuxu Sect? And you are unwilling to reveal your identity. Are you also a member of the Demon Sect?"

As he spoke, Bu Xiaotian held the hilt of the sword in his hand, put on a defensive posture, and looked at Duan Jiuzhou.

"Haha, little brother, you don't have to be so guarded. In my current situation, even an ordinary person with no cultivation can take my life casually. And you are a disciple of the righteous leader Yuxu Sect, so you won't take advantage of me if you think about it. People are in danger.”

Duan Jiuzhou chuckled lightly, and after saying that, he stopped caring about Bu Xiaotian. He calmly closed his eyes and began to meditate and adjust his breathing to recover from his injuries. It seemed that he really wasn't worried at all about Bu Xiaotian taking the opportunity to do something bad to him.

Just as he said just now, Bu Xiaotian is a disciple of the righteous way. He has been taught since childhood to act openly and aboveboard, and he will definitely not do such a thing to take advantage of others' danger.

He also found a place a little far away from Jiuzhou to sit down and restore his lost energy.

A whole night passed like this, during which neither of them spoke again.

When Bu Xiaotian opened his eyes, the eastern sky was already glowing with red light, and a thin red outline appeared on the mountainside in the distance, officially the rising sun.

In a blink of an eye, he looked at Duan Jiuzhou, who was meditating to heal his injuries not far away. At this time, his injuries seemed to be much better, his breathing was long and steady, and his face was much rosier.

As if he noticed Bu Xiaotian's gaze, Duan Jiuzhou's eyes suddenly opened, and he saw his eyes flickering with endless sharpness, which made Bu Xiaotian's heart tremble.

The endless sharpness subsided in an instant, and Duan Jiuzhou's eyes became ordinary again. At first glance, they looked like the eyes of an ordinary mortal, but if you look closely, you will feel that his eyes are extremely deep. Able to see into all things, contradictory and strange.

There was no moon or stars last night, so Bu Xiaotian didn't take a closer look at Duan Jiuzhou's face. When he looked at it, he saw that his eyebrows were like swords, his eyes were like stars, his nose was straight, his lips were sharp, and his face was like a knife or an axe. , resolute and unyielding.

At this moment, he was sitting there, like a battle-hardened general with thousands of soldiers under his command. He exuded a power, and he looked like someone who had been in a high position for a long time.

When he saw Bu Xiaotian, a smile appeared on Duan Jiuzhou's face, and even his smile seemed a bit hard.

"Are you okay?" Bu Xiaotian was marveling at the majesty of this life, and asked when he saw him looking at him.

"Haha, it's okay for the time being. It will take some effort to recover." Duan Jiuzhou said, his words full of energy, and he didn't look like he was seriously injured at all.

"Well, it seems you're fine."

Bu Xiaotian picked up the hematite fan next to the body of the man with a broken arm and weighed it in his hand. He felt that the fan was made of good material and was quite heavy to hold. At the same time, he could faintly feel a warm force coming through it. The fan handle was passed into his hands, and he saw that this fan was indeed a powerful magic weapon.

"That is the Heavenly Fire Fan. It is extremely powerful and is Chi Yan's famous magic weapon. I don't know how many masters of good and evil were buried under this fan." Duan Jiuzhou saw Bu Xiaotian looking at the red iron fan and said.

"It turned out to be such an evil thing!" Bu Xiaotian heard Duan Jiuzhou's words and quickly threw away the fan in his hand, saying in disgust.

"Evil thing? Little brother, why do you say this?" Duan Jiuzhou frowned imperceptibly when he saw Bu Xiaotian's disgusted look, and asked in a slightly low tone.

"This fan kills people like hemp, what is it if it's not an evil thing?" Bu Xiaotian didn't notice the subtle change in Duan Jiuzhou's tone and asked instead.

"If it kills many people, does it mean it's an evil thing?" Duan Jiuzhou's voice became deeper and deeper.

"Yes." Bu Xiaotian also noticed the change in Duan Jiuzhou's expression at this time. Although he felt something was wrong, he still answered truthfully.