At noon that day, a group of people and horses were walking in the mountains and forests. In the middle were two carriages. Each carriage was pulled by two horses, each with a carriage driver. There were also four guards with swords guarding the four corners of the carriage. There were dozens of sword-carrying guards in front and behind the convoy, either on horseback or on foot, following closely.
At the front of the motorcade is a man in white riding a horse. This man has a handsome face and a bright look. He has a sheathed sword on his waist. Looking at this posture, you can tell that the two carriages are by no means ordinary people.
While talking, the convoy came to a canyon. There were towering mountains on both sides of the canyon. The foot of the mountain was covered with thorns and overgrown weeds. You could tell at a glance that this was a dangerous place.
The man in white raised his hand, stopped the convoy, turned his head and looked around. Then, he waved to the back, and a guard behind him rode forward and came to the man in white. The man in white put his head and whispered a few words to the man.
A middle-aged man's voice came from the first carriage behind him: "What happened ahead?"
Hearing the words, the man in white motioned to the guard to go over. The guard came to the carriage and said to the middle-aged man in the carriage: "To the leader, the protector ordered me to report to the leader that the road ahead is narrow, with a lot of vegetation, and it is a dangerous place. , need to be careful!”
The middle-aged man in the carriage said: "Let Nan Tian come to see me!"
The guard replied: "Yes, leader!" Then he turned the horse's head and returned to the man in white in front. He cupped his hands and said, "Guardian Xiang, leader, please come over!"
The man in white got off his horse, handed the reins to the guard, walked to the carriage, clasped his fists and said, "Leader!"
The middle-aged man in the car opened the curtain of the car window and said to the man: "Nantian, where is this place? How far is it from Jinling City?"
The man in white said: "Master, this is the boundary of Jinling. It is less than a hundred miles away from Jinling City. You can reach Jinling City in Shenshi.
The middle-aged man said: "Order them to speed up and get to Black Wind Castle before dark."
The man in white replied: "I accept your orders!" After saying that, he returned to the front, took the reins from the guards, got on the horse, and called the attendants behind him to speed up.
This group of people drove slowly into the canyon.
Suddenly, hundreds of men in black appeared from nowhere on both sides of the canyon, shouting loudly. Countless boulders rolled down from the top of the mountain and hit the group of people, causing screams and screams. More than a dozen guards were killed on the spot.
After the boulder passed, more bows and arrows were shot at them like raindrops. In the panic, more than ten guards died tragically. The others desperately waved their swords to block the flying bows and arrows.
After the rain of arrows, more than half of the team was dead or injured. At this time, a group of men in black rushed out of the mountain forest, each holding a sword, blocking the way.
The man in white yelled at the group of men in black: "Who is coming? Dare to set up an ambush here and hurt my New Moon followers?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the group of men in black dispersed to both sides, and a middle-aged man walked out of the crowd.
This man was not tall and somewhat thin. He was dressed in black like the others, but he wore a copper mask. His face could not be seen clearly. The men in black on both sides of the canyon were holding crossbows and quickly gathered around him. behind.
The masked man didn't reply. He waved his hand and said, "Come on!"
The group of men in black swarmed up with swords and fought with the group of people who claimed to be the Crescent Sect. Suddenly there was another burst of screams and blood and flesh flew everywhere.
Seeing that the people of the Crescent Sect were about to lose their support, suddenly, a person flew out of the carriage in front of them. It was the leader of the Crescent Sect that the man in white said.
He was seen wearing a gray-black robe, holding a gleaming white steel knife, counting the horse's head with his toes, leaping into the air, shouting: "Protect Madam!" As he spoke, he flew towards the masked man.
Upon seeing this, the man in white immediately turned his horse's head, rushed away from the crowd, ran towards the carriage behind, and fought with the men in black who besieged the carriage.
The masked man saw that the leader of the Crescent Sect was approaching menacingly, and he did not dare to underestimate the enemy. He raised the sword in his hand and rushed forward, catching the fierce attack of the leader of the Crescent Sect.
But the leader of the Crescent Moon Sect was the leader of a sect after all, and it was obvious that his martial arts skills were high. After a few rounds, the masked man soon became unable to withstand the attack.
Under the fierce attack of the leader of the Crescent Moon, he retreated continuously. Before he could dodge, his left arm was already red.
The leader of the Crescent Moon Cult was calm and calm, swinging the big knife in his hand freely, and the knife hit the vital point directly. The man wearing the mask had to grit his teeth to catch it. The two steel knives connected, sparks flew everywhere, and the light of the swords intertwined. The man wearing the mask was not paying attention. The left ear was cut off.
At this critical moment, he used all his strength to push the Crescent Cult Master back a few steps, and then ducked into the crowd.
He turned his head and shouted toward the top of the canyon: "Aren't you going to do it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a long sword flew out from the cliff and pierced the face of the Crescent Cult leader, followed closely by a white figure.
This man was wearing a veil, so his face couldn't be seen clearly.
The leader of the Crescent Moon was just about to pursue him, but when he saw the menacing sword coming, he had no choice but to turn his blade and block it back.
The white figure caught the sword, turned over in the air, and stabbed the crescent leader with another sword. The crescent leader praised: "What a swordsmanship!" Then, the horizontal sword was blocked in front of him, and the sword tip of the man in white happened to be touching it. On the knife surface.
The leader of the Crescent Moon pushed the knife forward, but the man in white didn't want to fight. With the force of the push from the leader of the Crescent Moon, he turned over and flew towards the carriage behind.
The leader of the Crescent Moon secretly thought that something was wrong, so he put away his sword and wanted to turn around and rescue him.
How could the masked man let go of this perfect opportunity? He endured the pain in his left ear, jumped up, and blocked the way of the Crescent Cult Leader, and the two struggled again.
The masked men fought desperately, but the leader of the Crescent Moon did not dare to fight. The two of them fought together, and for a while they couldn't tell the winner.
At the same time, the man in white who was called "Nantian" by the leader of the Crescent Moon Seeing the man in white attacking him, he hurriedly pushed back the man in black in front of him, kicked off his legs, and flew down from the horse. On the top of the carriage, he caught the sword of the masked man in white.
But the man in white seemed to have been prepared for it. He just used the illusion of a sword to turn over again and landed in the front room of the carriage.
I saw the man in white lightly stabbing the legs of the two horses with the tip of his sword. Then, with a little tip of his toe, he jumped onto the top of the carriage and fought with Xiang Nantian.
The two horses were in pain, raised their hooves with all their strength, broke free from the reins and ran away.
The carriage was overturned to the ground, and a woman in her forties and a boy of twelve or thirteen years old climbed out of the carriage. They must be a mother and son.
The leader of the Crescent Moon Church heard the movement behind him and looked back. He was immediately worried. He yelled loudly and slashed out several knives one after another. The force was so fierce that the masked man couldn't resist and was beaten back again and again.
The leader of the Crescent Moon took advantage of this opportunity, dropped the masked man, and flew to the front of the carriage.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the man in white thought: "No, if they join forces, it may be difficult to deal with it!"
Thinking of this, he stabbed Xiang Nantian with his sword several times in succession. The sword moves were extremely exquisite. Xiang Nantian was defeated and several blood marks soon appeared on his body.
After the man in white forced Xiang Nantian back, he turned around and fought with the leader of the Crescent Moon.
Seeing that the time had come, the masked man waved behind him. The archers behind him immediately lined up in several rows, bent their bows and nocked arrows in the direction of the carriage, and fired dozens of arrows in unison.
This sudden change made it impossible for the Crescent Cult guards and men in black present to dodge, and they were all dead and wounded after several rounds of volleys.
The group of archers did not stop, and dozens of bows and arrows followed closely, falling towards the mother and son next to the carriage. Xiang Nantian tried his best to block, but was still unable to parry.
The woman stretched out her hands to protect the young man in her arms. Two arrows were inserted straight into the woman's vest. A mouthful of blood instantly flowed from the corner of the woman's mouth. It seemed that she would not survive.
The leader of the Crescent Moon was distraught, roared angrily, and slashed at the man in white dozens of times.
Seeing that he was almost crazy, the man in white didn't want to get entangled with him. After dodging continuously, he floated and landed two feet away, temporarily avoiding the sharp attack.
The leader of the Crescent Moon Church stopped pursuing them and came to the woman and the boy with a knife in hand. The boy was throwing himself on the woman and crying for his mother.
The leader of the Crescent Moon Cult gently pushed the young man away, held the woman's body in his left hand, inserted the big knife into the ground with his right hand, reached out to close the woman's eyelids, and whispered with choked sobs: "Madam, I, Zou Feilin, am dead today. I will risk my life to avenge you!"
After that, he stood up slowly, held the steel knife on the ground tightly, turned around, and said coldly to the masked man: "Who are you, and why do you use the knife skills taught by me at Crescent Moon?"
The man wearing the mask laughed, reached out and took off the mask, revealing a lean face.
The leader of the New Moon Cult looked at the face behind the mask and couldn't believe it. He suppressed his anger and asked: "Nie Kaicheng, it's you? I made you an elder in the sect three years after you joined the sect. I wonder if I'll treat you well." Bo, why do you want to repay kindness with hatred and set an ambush here to kill me?"
The man named Nie Kaicheng snorted coldly, looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, and said: "Do you treat me badly? Mr. Zou, fifteen years ago, you led people to slaughter my whole family and insulted my wife and daughter. My wife was not willing to be humiliated. I was beaten to death at home, and you didn't die with your eyes closed, and you actually said you were treating me badly? I've been hiding in the Crescent Sect and surviving till now, just so that I can kill you with my own hands today!"
After hearing this, the leader of the New Moon Cult held the sword across his chest and said to the man: "I, Zou Feilin, have killed so many people in my life that I have lost count of them all. If you want to take revenge, it depends on whether you have this ability!"
Nie Kaicheng snorted coldly, took a few steps back, and waved. Without saying a word, the archer behind him fired another shower of arrows at the Crescent Cult leader and others.
While Xiang Nantian was protecting the young man, he was fighting with the man in white, but he was no match for the man in white. After a few rounds, he was covered in injuries.
The leader of the Crescent Moon blocked the arrow rain in front of him, and was about to fly forward when he saw another arrow rain coming, so dense that it shook the sky and blocked the sun, so he had to turn around to avoid it.
But Xiang Nantian was not so lucky. Although he was seriously injured, in order to protect the young man, he was accidentally shot in the back and shoulder by two bows and arrows.
The man in white left Xiang Nantian and the young man behind, turned around and attacked the leader of the Crescent Moon Cult, and the fight was fierce for a while.
Nie Kaicheng realized that he could not hurt the leader of the Crescent Moon for the moment, so he called the archers behind him to continue shooting arrows.
Under the fierce attack of the men in white, the leader of the Crescent Moon Cult had to guard against the rain of arrows behind him, and he began to feel a little overwhelmed.
After the leader of the Crescent Moon fought with the man in white for dozens of rounds, he was hit by an arrow in his left shoulder.
Seeing this opportunity, Nie Kaicheng grabbed a bow and an arrow from the hands of someone behind him. Using all his strength, he bent the bow and set the arrow in one go, and shot at the leader of the Crescent Moon Cult.
The leader of the Crescent Moon Cult was about to pull out the arrow on his left shoulder, but unexpectedly, Nie Kaicheng's bow and arrow came with a fierce force, and he was unable to dodge. An arrow hit his vest, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth.
The leader of the Crescent Moon Cult who was hit by the arrow turned around and glared at Nie Kaicheng fiercely, but Nie Kaicheng ignored it at all, took another arrow from the person behind him, and used his full strength to shoot another arrow.
The man in white was about to step forward when he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the arrow was actually aimed at him. He hurriedly stopped his body and dodged to avoid it.
The leader of Xinyue Cult took the opportunity to rush to Xiang Nantian and the young man, and said to the man in white: "Nantian, you have been following me for more than twenty years. In today's situation, I can no longer leave. Please take Yunfeng and leave quickly." , I’ll block them!”
Just as Xiang Nantian was about to say something, the leader of the Crescent Moon stopped him, reached out and took out a jade pendant from his waist, and stuffed it into the young man's hand. He saw that the jade pendant was carved with an animal that looked like a wolf, grinning, and the jade pendant had holes. A faint emerald green pattern.
The young man held the jade pendant in his hand, with tears in his eyes, but said nothing.
The leader of Xinyue Cult broke the arrow handle on Xiang Nantian's body, helped them both stand up and said, "Quickly, take him to Black Wind Castle!"
Xiang Nantian nodded, turned around and staggered away with the young man named Yunfeng.
Seeing the two of them walking away, the leader of the New Moon Cult turned his head and glanced at the man in white next to him, then turned to look at Nie Kaicheng in the distance.
His eyes widened in anger, his arms holding the sword shook, and a wave of air spurted out from his body, and the bow and arrow on his body were knocked out by the wave of air.
At this time, his face was ferocious, his hair was disheveled, and he looked like a mad devil.
Then, he jumped up with a vigorous step, flipped three somersaults in the air and ran towards Nie Kaicheng, shouting: "Nie Kaicheng, you want to take my life, I want to see if you have the ability to take it!"
When Nie Kaicheng and the man in black around him saw this, they all stepped back in horror, but it was too late.
In the blink of an eye, the New Moon Cult Leader was already in front of them. The Crescent Cult Leader swung his sword in the air, and with a flash of light, a burst of energy flew across the air. The men in black were instantly hit by the wave of air and vomited blood. It looked like they were all dead.
When Nie Kaicheng saw this, he was almost scared out of his wits. In panic, he raised his knife to hold the crescent leader's sword, gritting his teeth and holding on, but his arm was already sore and numb, and he was about to lose his support.
The leader of the Crescent Moon turned around in the air, changed his chop to a pick, and struck Nie Kaicheng's wrist with the knife.
Nie Kaicheng was in pain and hurriedly let go of the knife in his hand and retracted his hand. The big knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
Then, without stopping, the leader of the Crescent Moon sheathed his sword and replaced his palm. At such a close distance, Nie Kaicheng could not avoid it. This palm hit him firmly on the chest, sending him flying two or three feet away before he stabilized himself. pace.
He knelt on the ground, covering his chest with his hands, vomiting blood, and looked up in horror at the leader of the Crescent Moon, Zou Feilin.
Zou Feilin raised his knife and was about to kill him.
At this critical moment, a sound broke through the air, and Zou Feilin looked back and saw a long sword whizzing towards his back.
In desperation, he turned around and held the horizontal knife in front of his chest. He heard a "ding" sound, and the tip of the sword penetrated Zou Feilin's steel knife, almost piercing Zou Feilin's chest.
Before Zou Feilin could react, the man in white appeared in front of him, reached out to withdraw the sword, raised his hand and stabbed out again.
Zou Feilin didn't stand firm on his feet and was unable to avoid it, so he had to block it with his sword again. The swords collided and burst out with little bits of fire.
The two of them fought back and forth for dozens of rounds. The man in white attacked more and more urgently, but Zou Feilin gradually ran out of strength.
The figure of the man in white is agile and elegant, and his sword moves are unpredictable. Zou Feilin can only deal with it and has no power to fight back.
Under the fierce attack of the man in white, Zou Feilin reluctantly took a few more moves. The moves were already messy and full of loopholes. In panic, the man in white pierced his chest with a sword, and he was already dead.
Zou Feilin's eyes widened and he looked down at the sword on his chest.
The man in white withdrew his sword, wiped the blood on the body lying nearby, put the sword into its scabbard, turned around and left.
Zou Feilin inserted the big knife in his hand on the ground, held the handle of the knife and sat down slowly. He said to the man in white: "Your swordsmanship is superb. Before you die, can you tell whose sword I died by?"
The man in white turned around and reached out to take off the veil from his face. He turned out to be a handsome man under thirty.
The leader of Xinyue Cult breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "I, Zou Feilin, have been in the world for decades and killed countless people. I have never met an enemy. If I can die in your hands today, my life will not be in vain!"
The man in white didn't say anything. Zou Feilin turned to Nie Kaicheng and said, "Nie, you will never be able to avenge this in person in this life." After saying that, he looked up to the sky and laughed.
After laughing a few times, the Crescent Moon Cult Leader suddenly coughed rapidly, and his laughter stopped abruptly. After a while, the Crescent Moon Cult Leader tilted his head and lost his breath.
The man in white turned around, put the veil back on his face, and walked towards the direction where Xiang Nantian and the young man left without looking back. As he walked, he said: "I will chase Xiang Nantian, you go back and prepare the reward. I’ll come and pick it up at noon tomorrow!”
Nie Kaicheng finally came to his senses at this moment, stood up shakily, glanced around, picked up his sword, and staggered away in the opposite direction to the man in white.
After Xiang Nantian escaped from the valley with Zou Yunfeng, the young leader of the Crescent Sect, they stopped at a fork in the road.
At this time, he had lost too much blood and his face was pale. He looked at the fork in the road in front of him and thought to himself: "The road on the left is the road to the North Main Altar. If you follow this road, you can return to the holy land of our religion. But the journey here is far away, and it may be difficult to escape their pursuit. The path on the right can bypass Jinling City and go directly to Black Wind Castle, which is only more than a hundred miles away. The straight path in the middle has never been traveled before, and I don’t know where it leads. !”
Thinking of this, Xiang Nantian took Zou Yunfeng to the path on the right.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped again and thought in his mind: "I am accompanying the leader to escort his wife and young master back to Jinling. In the south, there are only two places to go, Jinling City and Black Wind Castle. That old thief Nie Kaicheng I must also know that there will be an ambush waiting for us on the road. If it were normal, I would not be afraid of him, but now I am seriously injured, not to mention there is a man in white with unfathomable martial arts. I am definitely not Their opponents, it is important to protect the young master right now, and they must not take the young master to risk his life!"
