After packing up his luggage and fleeing hastily, he ran all the way and finally arrived at the foot of a mountain.
The nervousness and exhaustion from running made him feel sluggish.
Badan took out the dry food and water bag from his bag, and was about to relieve his hunger, when he saw a person suddenly appear in front of him.
When he saw this person, he was so frightened that he knocked his water bag and dry food to the ground.
Can Dao glanced around with a cold eye, and then said to the bad guy: "Yes, the environment here is quiet and quite suitable for burying you."
After saying that, he swooped out with a swing and took the badly damaged head.
It was so bad that the cold light flashed, and the body immediately collapsed to the ground.
At this critical moment of life and death, a man came out quickly and blocked the incoming move of Can Dao with his horizontal sword.
"Bang!" The two swords intertwined and sparks burst out like broken stars.
The attacker's moves were powerful and heavy, and Can Dao suddenly felt a pain in his arm.
He looked at the other person curiously and was even more surprised when he saw that he was a young man in his twenties.
Can Dao said to the visitor with cold eyes: "Who are you?"
The young man replied: "Fu Tianpeng, the guerrilla general of the Song Dynasty."
The bad guy had heard about Fu Tianpeng for a long time, and now that he saw his true face in Lushan, he hurried forward to greet him.
He said flatteringly: "General Fu, save me. This man wants to kill me and silence me."
Fu Tianpeng snorted coldly: "Do you know who sent him?"
The evil little rat eyes rolled around and he replied casually: "Who else could it be? It must be this bastard Zhou Jincai."
Fu Tianpeng replied with an expression on his face: "You are smart."
While the two of them were conveying the news word by word, Can Dao stood still, spread his arms, and his true energy flowed from his dantian.
His frost-like face was now even more pale and rash.
Can Dao swung his sword directly at Fu Tianpeng, a pair of deep eyes revealing endless killing intent.
He said to Fu Tianpeng: "I don't care who you are, if you block my way, you will die."
Fu Tianpeng's handsome eyebrows were raised, and he snorted coldly at Can Dao: "You can just come over here. Since I am involved in this matter, I am not afraid of life or death."
Can Dao laughed wildly and said, "Okay, okay, a calf is not afraid of tigers. In that case, I will learn from your clever tricks."
As soon as the words were spoken, the swords danced wildly.
The broken sword steps on the eight poles, and the sharp knife in the palm is like a frightening dragon, like lightning. I saw fallen leaves dancing wildly and dust flying all around.
Fu Tianpeng saw that Can Dao's attacks were fierce and fast, and he did not dare to neglect them. It is also the movement of qi, large and small, all around the sky, stimulating internal energy to resist the remaining sword.
The cold moon hangs high in the sky, birds fly into the forest, and in the distant mountains and dense forests, the gods and ghosts cry in horror at the duel between Fu Tianpeng and Can Dao.
The remaining sword breaks the strength and gathers strength, like a river bursting its embankment.
Within the reach of his sword, pine trees as thick as a bowl had their roots broken and fell down. Looking at the cross-sections, they all have uniform flat marks.
When Fu Tianpeng saw this, he was greatly shocked. He didn't expect Can Dao's sword skills to be so exquisite.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Fu Tianpeng did not dare to take it lightly.
It should be noted that when masters compete with each other, victory or defeat can be determined by a snap of the fingers.
Fu Tianpeng calmed down, pushed the knife forward slowly, put one hand around his waist, and used "Cold Pool Shining Moon".
Can Dao sneered and said casually: "Boy, you are on the defensive, which shows that you are timid in your heart. Look at me "Changhong Jihai" and send you back to the west.
After saying that, Can Dao kicked his feet and his body immediately jumped up.
After flipping continuously in mid-air, he used his energy to control the sword, and cold shadows flew out along with the blade, running towards Fu Tianpeng to launch a series of killing moves.
Fu Tianpeng made a "strange snake turn" and moved and changed several times to avoid the sharp knife skills of the remaining sword. He turned around and the sword blade was pushed out from his armpit.
This "Drunken Immortal Watching the Moon" style is extremely dangerous and overbearing. The remaining sword could not avoid it and was pierced through the body by the blade.
He immediately fell to the ground and died.
Seeing Zandao lying on the ground, grinning in a bad way, he coldly snorted and said: "It's not that easy to kill me."
Fu Tianpeng sheathed his sword and said to the bad guy: "Stop talking nonsense and get out of here. I don't know who else wants to take your life later."
As soon as I said this, I felt so bad that my head was sweating.
He thanked Fu Tianpeng, turned around and prepared to escape along the mountain road.
At this time, there were sudden sounds of killing beside the road, and a group of armored soldiers was seen blocking the front.
One of the leading generals was riding a yellow fat horse, wearing fish scale armor, with a pair of snowflake maces shining in his hands.
He raised his finger, pointed at Fu Tianpeng and cursed: "Hey, that thief. Sneaked into the government office to steal property, and then used a sword to kill people and silence them. If you are sensible, kneel down and be bound, otherwise, I will let you use your mace to make a ghost."
Hearing this, Fu Tianpeng shrugged and sneered: "If you want to incriminate me, why bother? Which of your eyes saw me breaking into the house and stealing?"
The general snorted coldly and said, "Little thief, did you kill this person in front of me?"
Fu Tianpeng replied seriously: "Yes, I killed him."
The general scolded angrily: "That's it. If you dare to kill people, you will naturally sneak into the government office and steal things."
Fu Tianpeng sneered again. He showed his badge from his waist and said to the general: "I am a fourth-grade guerrilla general conferred by the Holy Emperor. If you want to take me, you are not qualified."
Lai Jiang spat, and then his strange eyes rolled up. He told Fu Tianpeng that Mr. Zhou has already gone to the court to report your numerous crimes to the emperor. You will soon be dismissed from your position.
Seeing this, Fu Tianpeng said to the general: "How did Mr. Zhou know in advance that I was committing a crime here? Could it be that he had foresight?"
When the general heard this, he was startled. Seeing that Fu Tianpeng had seen through the plan, he couldn't help but panic, but he quickly calmed down.
The general told Fu Tianpeng to stop talking nonsense and quickly abandon his sword and surrender.
Fu Tianpeng replied: "You are simply dreaming."
The general said angrily: "You are such an impenitent guy. It seems that if I don't give you some clues, you don't know how powerful I am, Li Si."
They saw Li Si waving his maces and beating the horse like flying. After screaming "wow wah wah" several times, he killed Fu Tianpeng.
When Fu Tianpeng saw him coming to kill him, his figure looked like falling plum blossoms and flowing water.
After Fu Tianpeng moved easily, he suddenly ran to Li Si's side. He stretched out his hand and pulled Li Si off the horse.
After Li Si fell, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
He pointed at Fu Tianpeng and cursed: "Boy, I am Mr. Zhou's brother-in-law. How dare you hurt me?"
Fu Tianpeng replied contemptuously: "Didn't I hurt you just now? Do you want to try again?"
Li Si clutched his waist tightly and said to Fu Tianpeng through gritted teeth: "Boy, you have the guts, just wait and see."
Fu Tianpeng ignored him, glanced at Badao with his pretty eyes, and motioned for him to take advantage of this opportunity to leave quickly.
He was so bad that he ran towards the mountain without saying a word.
At this time, there was another shout from behind: "No one is allowed to move. Anyone who violates this rule will be shot."
When Li Si heard this, he was so angry just now that he felt like he had been injected with blood.
Li Si said to the soldiers: "Soldiers, please string up your bows. Anyone who dares to act rashly will be shot on the spot."
When the bad guy heard this, he was so frightened that he stood still and didn't dare to move.
The horse galloped in front of everyone, and an official jumped down from the top.
When the bad guy saw the official, he scolded him: "Yan Qiao Mao, what kind of conspiracy are you playing? Let me go quickly, or I will tear your bones apart."
Yan Pula Mao chuckled and walked up to the bad guy.
This guy didn't even answer. He fired his bow from left to right and slapped him twice.
After being slapped twice for being so bad, he was beaten until he was dizzy and had teeth all over the floor.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and roared at Yan Pula Mao: "Yan Pula Mao, you dare to hit me. When I report to my father, I will tear you into eight pieces."
Not only was Yan Pula Mao not afraid after hearing this, he waved his hand and slapped the bad guy again.
The bad guy was beaten inexplicably, and he looked at the goose plucking its feathers with astonishment. Then he cursed angrily: "Goose plucking, did you take the wrong medicine or did you have a fever and fainted?"
Yan Qiaomao raised his head and took out a piece of paper, shaking it in front of his evil eyes.
He laughed wildly and said, "It's so bad. Open your eyes wide and take a look. What is this?"
When Shaosui saw the letter, he was immediately frightened out of his wits.
Yan Qimao raised his foot and kicked him to the ground, curled his lips and sneered again.
He said to the bad guy: "Boy, this is Prime Minister Qin's killing order. Your death has come."
When the bad guy heard this, he exclaimed again and again. He said to Yan Pula Mao: "My father is the famous person next to the prime minister, the famous person around him."
Yan Pula Mao kicked him aside again, and he snorted coldly: "You father and son have evil intentions. You must let Liu Ming go privately because you want to harm the Prime Minister. Now the Prime Minister has put your father in prison. Tortured.”
When he heard this, he collapsed instantly.
Yan Ba Mao stepped forward and grabbed his collar and said to him: "If you want to survive, please hand over the account books to me as soon as possible. If you casually identify the person named Fu, you are the mastermind who encouraged you to steal the books and kill people."
Now that things had happened, he calmly thought about it and said to Yan Plucking: "Come here and I'll tell you where the account books are?"
Yan Pula Mao brought his face close to him, but he was so evil that he hugged Yan Pula Mao and bit his ear hard.
The goose plucked its feathers and suddenly turned into an ear. He took out his sword and stabbed it at the bad head.
It was so bad that I instantly felt a chill in my heart.
Seeing how bad the death was, Yan Ba Mao snorted coldly: "You don't know how to live or die, you are about to become a prisoner, and you still dare to be so arrogant."
After the soldier plucked the goose's feathers and bandaged the wound, he covered his ears and said to Fu Tianpeng: "Fu Tianpeng, if you are wise, please hand over the account book as soon as possible, otherwise, the end will be the same as the bad one."
Fu Tianpeng looked coldly at the goose plucking its feathers, still maintaining his previous arrogance.
At this time, Yan Ba Mao took out the letter again and said to Fu Tianpeng: "Fu Tianpeng, don't be arrogant. I tell you, this is the order that Mr. Qin got from meeting the Holy One in person to facilitate his actions. You'd better be honest with me." Hand over the account books, and then explain clearly the matter of stealing books and killing people."
While the wild geese were plucking their feathers and clamoring, Zhao Xueqing appeared from the forest. She said to the wild geese plucking their feathers: "Master, you said you have the warrant that Prime Minister Qin obtained from the Holy One. Where is the warrant?"
Yan Plucking took out the warrant again and flashed it in front of Zhao Xueqing's eyes.
But at this moment, Yan Plucking's hand suddenly burst into flames, and the warrant was immediately destroyed.
Yan Pula Mao saw that the good warrant was burned to ashes. He pointed at Zhao Xueqing and cursed: "Witch, give me back the warrant."
Zhao Xueqing sneered and said: "Warrant? Who has seen you holding a warrant? I saw you intending to set fire to the mountain. There is no royal land in the world. I heard that this forest was once the territory of the Ninth Prince, although the Ninth Prince did not Come. But if you try to burn down the prince's forest, you will still be punished by death."
When Yan Pula Mao heard this, his eyes turned dark and he vomited out a mouthful of old blood.
