There were loud booming sounds, the sword energy and the mace energy collided, the rocks cracked, and the trees bent.
The short grass will be wiped out before it grows; the plum blossoms will wither in the cold weather.
It was also startling that the winter night rain was transpiring. In the dense forest, in an instant, countless raindrops evaporated into clouds of white vapor, covering the world layer by layer.
On a pine tree, a man with big earlobes hugged the strong branches tightly and was breathing heavily. While the white mist covered his eyes and sleepless nights didn't see him, he was going to stay alive and prepare to regain his strength. war.
He never expected that Ye Wumian's swordsmanship would be so good.
When fighting, some are fierce and some are gentle. When it is strong, the thin sword can suppress his heavy mace; when it is gentle, the gentle strength can lift his weight.
On the other hand, although I used many tricks, I didn't have an advantage and couldn't gain any advantage.
I fought with him for more than ten rounds, and almost always I was beaten under pressure. There are few opponents of the same level that I have encountered in my life who are so difficult to deal with.
The key opponent is just a bandit, a grass bandit. He is a dignified bodyguard and the emperor's personal army, but he cannot defeat him. How shameful it would be if the general were sent out!
It's really getting more and more angry.
For a moment, the man with big earlobes felt very discouraged and even questioned the correctness of his mace. I wanted to change my sword back every minute.
This man with big earlobes was so angry that he was so angry when he had no sleep at night.
He thought to himself: "This big earlobe's internal strength and understanding of routines are inferior to mine. If we want to fight to the death, I will win in the end."
This man with big earlobes is very good at Qinggong. Even if he fails to fight, he can still move around in the blink of an eye to save his life.
Every time he deployed his killing moves in place, he was sure to be able to kill this person, but he was unable to cope with this person's quick eyesight, and he escaped every time.
Although it was the King of Hell who was beckoning, this man was cunning enough to always get away.
He worked so hard to prepare the sword intention, but in the end it all came to nothing, how could he not make people angry!
The white fog would not clear for a while, and the man with big earlobes could not hide himself, and he could not be found despite the sleepless night.
When the two were in a stalemate, they suddenly heard the voice of Qian Qianhu shouting from the direction of the man with big earlobes:
"Try Baihu's big-eared Liu Feng to obey orders and quickly capture Thief Zhang. Afterwards, I will ask the Fu Division of Jinyiwei Town in Nanjing for credit for helping you to become a serious Baihu! Your boss, the big black dog, is dead." , and his position in the Hundred Households is also vacant!"
As soon as these words came out, the man with big earlobes had no idea what he was thinking. He had no idea what he was thinking. He just felt a little stunned in his heart and said:
"Liu Feng, who has big ears to test a hundred households? He should be referring to this man with big earlobes, right? He is so powerful in martial arts, and he is also the only reverse master among the group of Jinyi guards tonight. How come he can only seal a hundred households, and he is still a test hundred household?"
He was still complaining that Zhou Xian was only ranked among the 100 households before, but now he heard that this man with big earlobes was actually not as good as Zhou Xian. The word "test" was placed in front of the 100 households, his salary was halved, and his official position was shorter. Half level, the gold content is far inferior.
For a moment, he had already thought about everything.
Of course, this is not the time to focus on other things. Survival is the most important thing.
Suddenly his heart moved, and he secretly said with joy: "Such a big cloud of white mist can't cover me from seeing that big-eared Liu Feng, and that big-eared Liu Feng must not be able to see me either. In that case, why should I suffer here?" Wouldn't it be better to just run away after searching for him?"
Even if he found the big-eared Liu Feng, given his martial arts skills, especially his Qinggong skills, Ye Wumian was not sure that he would be able to kill him.
He no longer hesitated, quietly changed direction, and strode away towards the southwest entrance.
He was also afraid that Liu Feng, who was hiding in the mist, would catch up after hearing his movements and being inspired by Qian Qianhu's promotion.
He carefully controlled his internal energy so that the sound of air explosions produced when performing Qing Gong could be reduced as much as possible to avoid being heard by the big-eared Liu Feng and following the sound.
After flying over a valley and onto a peak, the rain gradually became lighter.
Looking up at the sky, countless tiny raindrops are falling continuously, stretching as far as the eye can see.
Ye Wumian opened his mouth and took a sudden mouthful of rain to moisten his dry throat. He didn't dare to stop, he looked in the direction of going down the mountain, and continued to rush forward like a rabbit.
He thought to himself: "My current Qing Gong is no longer enough. I suffered a lot against masters of the same level. And that big-eared Liu Feng, his Qing Gong level is very high. Even if he loses in a fight, he still suffers a lot." He can escape with his Qinggong, but there is nothing I can do against him."
Thinking of this, he sighed secretly, thinking that after escaping this time, he would definitely learn some brilliant light skills.
While escaping, he suddenly heard a strong wind blowing behind him, and a fierce fire came, burning his back with burning pain.
When he turned around in surprise, he saw Liu Feng, who was holding a glowing eight-edged mace and was like a swift, flying low to catch bugs after the rain, leaning towards him.
He rushed closer and closer, shouting arrogantly: "Zhang Thief, where can you escape? Why don't you hurry up and capture him!"
Sleepless at night, my heart dropped to the bottom of the valley, almost to the point of lowering my feet and tapping my chest, pointing my fingers at the sky and the earth.
He thought to himself: "Why is this thief's Qinggong so high? I have obviously changed my direction, restrained myself with my hands and feet, lowered my voice, and escaped under the mist. How could he still follow my direction? Following?"
What he didn't know was that people with superior Qing Gong had better eyesight and ability to perceive air flow than ordinary people.
After the big-eared Liu Feng was tempted by Qian Qianhu with the promise of promotion and wealth, he rushed out of the fog without hesitation and followed the subtle fluctuations in the air, chasing him in the right direction.
But it didn't take long to catch up with him.
The sleepless night was very depressing and embarrassing.
If you stay and fight, with the big-eared Liu Feng's Qinggong, he can always dodge your moves; if you run away, with this dog thief's Qinggong, he can easily catch up with you.
He really wanted to cry without tears: How could there be such a difficult and tough man among the Jinyi Guards, and let him bump into him!
When it was difficult to advance or retreat, sleepless nights and loud noises, one person fled in front and the other chased behind, and they had already rushed down a steep slope.
Below the steep slope, you can see an open area.
It was also because it was dark, the road was slippery, and the terrain had a large gap. Ye Wumian's feet were not stable, and his center of gravity leaned forward. He exclaimed "Ah!" and found it difficult to stand properly, so he rolled down involuntarily.
He lost his head, and his body was not invulnerable. At this moment, he was naturally afraid of the jagged rocks on the slope, which would bruise his head and scratch his skin.
In the rush, he had no choice but to abandon the dragon scale iron scabbard sword, hold his head in his hands, curl up into a ball, and let his body roll down.
