Chapter 161 The Old Ancestor of Blood Sword

Seeing hundreds of people rushing over, and seeing countless officers and soldiers on the city walls squirming towards the city tower, Fang Jie knew that if he stayed in this open area to fight the enemy, he would definitely be made into dumplings. He knew how many officers and soldiers would be chased out of the city, so he quickly ran north with Ding Dian's body on his back, trying to distance himself from Jingzhou City, and at the same time looked around to see if there was any favorable terrain nearby.

Looking around, there was a grassland in the north. Looking up at the distance, you could vaguely see the shadow of a mountain, which was Wudang Mountain. There were two gloomy dense forests in the northeast and northwest directions. There was no need to consider the northwest because if you wanted to enter that forest, you had to pass through the official road. I am afraid that before entering that forest, the officers and soldiers who came from the north gate would catch up.

With a sudden change of thought, Fang Jie turned around and ran towards the dense forest in the northeast without hesitation, thinking that as long as he entered the forest, no matter how many enemies there were, he might not be able to do anything.

However, just as he was about to rush into the dense forest, he could only hear a ringtone of "Ding Bell... Ding Lingling". He subconsciously looked at the side, but saw two horses flying from west to east. But he saw two horses, one yellow and one white, both tall, with clear saddles and bridles. A string of golden phoenix bells hung under the neck of the yellow horse. The white horse's phoenix bells were cast from silver. When the horse's head swung slightly, the golden bells made of jingle bells, and the sound of the silver bells was different. Ding Lingling, Ding Lingling, is even more crisp and beautiful.

Huangma was sitting at a young man of twenty-five or six years old, wearing a yellow shirt and tall and thin. The white horse was a girl, who was about twenty years old, with a fluttering white shirt and a big red silk flower hanging on his left shoulder. His face was slightly dark, but his appearance was extremely pretty. Both of them hung long swords on their waists, holding a horse whip in their hands, and two horses were tall and tall. It was rare that the yellow one was all yellow. The white one was all white, and there was no miscellaneous hair on their bodies, and the handsome horse was strong.

"Shui Sheng!" Fang Jie, who was determined to run away, immediately stopped and looked at the woman immediately with a look of surprise. At first, he didn't believe that the person in front of him was the heroine of Liancheng Jue, but no matter how he looked, it was no different from the image described in the original work. In addition to the man's outfit around her, Fang Jie was even more convinced that the two people in front of him were "Ring Jian Twin Heroes". The man was Shui Sheng's cousin Wang Xiaofeng!

Seeing a group of officers and soldiers chasing him, Fang Jie kept looking at Shui Sheng. Wang Xiaofeng seemed a little unhappy and said to Shui Sheng: "This person must be a very evil person, otherwise how could he work so many officers and soldiers to chase him! The world claims that we are the two heroes of Ling Jian. If we cannot get rid of this thief, wouldn't it make the people in the world laugh at me for being famous and untrue?"

"My cousin is also in this way!" Shui Sheng glanced at Fang Jie from a high place, and his face changed. He said to Wang Xiaofeng: "Looking at this person's outfit, it seems... it seems... the evil monk from the Blood Sword Sect of the Tibetan Qing Sect!"

After hearing the conversation between the two, Fang Jie couldn't help but be stunned. He subconsciously looked down at his dress, but he suddenly realized that in the original work, Di Yun had killed Baoxiang and wore Baoxiang's blood sword monk's robe. These two people misunderstood as disciples of the Blood Sword Sect. As a result, his legs were broken, but Fang Jie didn't need to dress up at all, because he was originally the "evil monk" of the Blood Sword Sect. If so, these two people would definitely cause trouble for him...

Thinking of this, Fang Jie didn't care about the pursuers behind him. He quickly threw down Ding Dian's body. He planned to take action first, but Shui Sheng's movements were faster than him. He immediately lifted the horse whip and slammed it down from the air with a whip. Fang Jie quickly dodged sideways. Before he could make a move, Wang Xiaofeng, who was beside him, also picked up the horse whip and knocked him down.

Fang Jie quickly drew a bloody knife and raised the knife to block it. Wang Xiaofeng's horse whip suddenly slanted downward, landing and rolling, his tricks changed, and he attacked Fang Jie down the plate. Fang Jie hurriedly jumped up, and the horse whip seemed to be alive, suddenly rebounded and entangled his right foot. Wang Xiaofeng's toes gently pointed the toes on the horse's belly, and the yellow horse rushed forward immediately.

Fang Jie's martial arts were not weak at first. Even if Wang Xiaofeng wrapped him with a whip, he might not drag him down. However, Wang Xiaofeng first caused him to jump in the air, causing him to lose all his foundation. Then he waved the whip to wrap his feet. The yellow horse had a thousand pounds of strength. No matter how strong Fang Jie was, he could not bear it. He saw his body being pulled by the yellow horse and flew into the air.

The yellow horse stretched out several feet and collapsed the whip like a bowstring. Wang Xiaofeng was ready to use his strength and swung his arms. Fang Jie flew out like a cloud and fog. He had only a body of martial arts, but he couldn't use it at all. His body involuntarily hit a big tree on the edge of the forest. He heard two dull sounds of "bang" and Fang Jie was immediately hit and fell heavily to the ground.

At this time, the officers and soldiers who were chasing him had already rushed to the front. Seeing that these two men had helped them hurt Fang Jie, they all had a lot of confidence. They huh and surrounded the big tree where Fang Jie was.

"Unfortunate, how could you meet these two people..." Fang Jie couldn't escape even if he wanted to run away. He had just checked the martial arts of the two people. Shui Sheng had already achieved great success in level 3oo-35o, and Wang Xiaofeng had reached the 35o-4oo level and suddenly understood level. In other words, if he wanted to run, he would definitely not escape with his light skills. What's more, there are still so many officers and soldiers surrounding him, and this collision just now actually knocked out 25% of his internal injuries.

Moreover, through the moves he had just played against Wang Xiaofeng, Fang Jie realized again that when the martial arts level was not much different, the key was to use the moves and the on-site reaction. Even if Wang Xiaofeng's whip technique was full, it was only 399, but his place basically had a level 42o parry. No matter how you look at it, you would not be unable to stop the opponent's move. However, the opponent used his own use of the air and made a contribution in one fell swoop. Obviously, he had set a trap before making a move.

Fang Jie summarized the gains and losses this time, and secretly speculated that meeting these two people seemed to be a necessary setting in the system. If other sect players came to do this main task, they would probably encounter these two people as soon as they rushed out of the city gate. The result was similar. No wonder this is a series of tasks, and the difficulty was obviously not as simple as Fang Jie imagined.

Just as Fang Jie was shocked and confused, Wang Xiaofeng rushed forward and shouted, "The evil monk, can you still want to survive! Let's see where you are running today!" After that, he pressed the sword handle with his right hand, and the green light flashed, and the long sword was unsheathed, and he was about to chop it down into Fang Jie's neck.

"Very great! This man is a wanted criminal, kill this evil monk!" Seeing Wang Xiaofeng taking action, the officers and soldiers who had surrounded Fang Jie cheered in unison.

Seeing such a real scene, Fang Jie felt that he had really come to the world where Di Yun was. Otherwise, how could these NPCs be so humane? The reason why they cheered and did not kill people on their own was obviously because they were afraid of losing their lives. This made Fang Jie, who had always regarded officers and soldiers as monsters, suddenly became in a daze. When he realized that Wang Xiaofeng was slashing at him with a sword, he had no time to resist, so he had to shrink his neck, roll on the spot, and dodge the sword.

"Huh?" Wang Xiaofeng stabbed the sky with a sword, and couldn't help but say something surprised. Shui Sheng behind him had already reminded loudly: "This person's martial arts is not weak, so don't be too arrogant, cousin!"

Wang Xiaofeng's heart sank, and he felt that his miserable move was seen by everyone and then he stabbed Fang Jie with another sword. At this moment, he suddenly heard an old and dry voice in the distance and said, "Don't hurt his life if you keep someone at your disposal."

Wang Xiaofeng turned around and saw that it was a monk wearing a yellow robe. The monk was very old, with sharp heads and ears, and wrinkles on his face. The texture and color of the monk's robe was exactly the same as that Fang Jie wore. Wang Xiaofeng's face changed, and he knew that it was a sect of Tibetan blood sword monks. He raised his sword and continued to chop Fang Jie's neck. He decided to kill the younger one first and then the older one.

The sword was about a foot away from Fang Jie's head and neck. He suddenly felt a numbness in his right elbow, and he had already hit the point. The old monk was shaped like the wind and was approaching. He pushed Wang Xiaofeng down with his palm. He grabbed Fang Jie with his left hand, raised his right leg, and stepped on the back of the yellow horse on the ground. When someone else got on the horse, he must have stepped on the left stirrup first, and then stepped on the back of the horse with his right leg. However, the old monk neither jumped nor stepped on the stirrup. As soon as he raised his right leg, he got on the saddle and rode towards the water Sheng.

Because he had not learned riding skills, Fang Jie, who had already been on the horse, couldn't help but tilt around, either on the left or on the right, and always felt like he was about to slide down. However, although this matter was depressing, Fang Jie's face was filled with surprise, because he was so familiar with the old monk who grabbed him. This person was no one else, but the Blood Sword Ancestor, the Blood Sword Ancestor, whom he could meet almost every day!

At this moment, Wang Xiaofeng, who was suddenly called out, shouted: "Cousin, go quickly!"

Shui Sheng hesitated slightly and turned his horse's head. The Blood Knife Ancestor was riding a yellow horse and chasing Fang Jie on the white horse saddle behind Shui Sheng. He was about to push her down. Shui Sheng had drawn out his long sword and chopped it down on his head. The Blood Knife Ancestor was stunned when he saw her beautiful appearance and said, "So beautiful!" He stretched his arm and hit her waist.

Shui Sheng cut into the air with a sword, and suddenly his whole body was weak. The sword fell to the ground with a clang. He was shocked and scared. He was about to jump off the horse. Suddenly, he felt a numbness on his waist and his legs were no longer in control. The ancestor of the Blood Knife held the reins of the white horse with his left hand, held the yellow horse, and the white horse was ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells, ding bells,

Wang Xiaofeng lay down on the ground and shouted, "Cousin, cousin!" Seeing his cousin being taken away by two people, the consequences were really unimaginable, but his whole body was sore and weak, and he could not move even if he had done his whole life.

Fang Jie, who didn't know riding, didn't care whether it was a woman or a female NPC in front of him. He shook left and right and hugged Shui Sheng's waist, turned around and shouted incoherently: "Corpse! Corpse! My body!"

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