Zhang Yan chased all the way along the official road, thinking that since the thief was no longer in the carriage, and there were no horseshoe prints on the ground, he must be walking on foot, even if the thief could walk quickly, but he still had to take Mi Zhen, but he was afraid that walking would be much slower.

He walked a mile forward, and sure enough, there were two lines of footprints on the official road, one of which was extremely wide, and the other was small and exquisite.

A faint smile appeared on his face, and it would not be long before he would catch up, and when the time came, he would have to interrogate the thief and ask him what was going on.

"Strongman, can we stop and rest?" The thief who had been following Zhang Yan was a little unbearable, and asked cautiously.

"Good! Then I'll let you rest enough! ”

A hint of murderous intent flashed on Zhang Yan's face, and the saber hanging from his waist was instantly unsheathed, but when he saw a cold light flash quickly, a human head fell from the horse behind him, and the body fell to the ground.

At this moment, this thief has no use for Zhang Yan, and the closer he gets to the thief in front of him, the more worried Zhang Yan becomes, afraid that this thief will ruin his own affairs. simply killed with a sword.

Zhang Yan returned the sword into the sheath, slapped the horse out again, and galloped forward, he rode a horse and led a horse, worried that the war horse under his seat would be physically exhausted after such a long journey, and it would be convenient to transfer at that time.

He walked alone on the night road, and after chasing him less than three miles, he saw a faint glow of fire emanating from a land temple.

He gradually slowed down, and gradually approached the Land Temple, and when it was still a mile away from the Land Temple, he reined in his horse, rolled over and jumped off his horse, and tied both horses to the tree, while he walked forward on foot with his sword, for fear of disturbing the people in the Land Temple.

In the ruined earth temple, by the blazing bonfire, there were two people, one of whom was Mi Zhen, who was dressed as a woman, and at this time she was tired, tired, hungry and sleepy, sitting there fighting with her eyelids, and almost wanting to sleep.

But she never dared to let herself fall asleep, after all, beside her, there was a fierce and evil man, and he was afraid that if he fell asleep, this person would do something unpleasant to him.

The man was wearing an iron mask that made him unable to see his face clearly, but there was a viper-like glow in his eyes, which was enough to make people shudder even if they looked at him.

The man was tall and burly, and his hands near the campfire for warmth looked extremely thick, and their palms were covered with calluses, which were caused by the accumulation of wielding guns and sticks.

The entire Land Temple was very silent, except for the crackling sound of the bonfire burning, only the sound of two people breathing.

After a while, the masked man turned his head to look at Mi Zhen, and when he saw Mi Zhen drowsy, he shook his head helplessly, and said secretly in his heart: "It's really a burden!" ”

Mi Zhen's eyes seemed to be closed, as if they were not open, in a daze, she saw that the masked man was looking at her, she was startled, and immediately became sober, and asked tremblingly, "You...... Why are you looking at me like that? I tell you, don't think anything wrong of me, or I'll ...... Just hit your head and die......"

"Cut!" The masked man glanced at Mi Zhen disdainfully, turned his head, and continued to look at the bonfire without saying a word.

Suddenly, the door of the Land Temple was kicked open, and a cold wind blew from outside the door, rolling up some broken snow, and blowing on the bonfire inside the house.

The fire of the campfire immediately changed, and sparks flew towards the masked man.

The masked man hurriedly covered it with his arms, and at the same time jumped up and retreated sharply.

As soon as the masked man's feet hit the ground, a cold light stabbed at his face, straight to his throat. He quickly pulled out a short blade from his arms, directly blocking the cold light, and emitting a buzzing sound.

Immediately after that, there was a "dang long", and the cold light actually fell to the ground, and the masked man noticed that it was actually a sword scabbard.

At this moment, a figure had appeared in front of Mi Zhen, with a horizontal sword on his chest, and a pair of vicious eyes were looking at this masked man.

Mi Zhen was excited when she saw Zhang Yan standing in front of her, and immediately stood up from the ground, hid behind Zhang Yan, and shouted excitedly: "You are finally here, I thought that if you didn't come, you would leave me alone?" ”

"Don't worry, I won't leave you alone, if I can't even protect a woman, how can I protect the country and the people in the future?"

The masked man sneered, a fierce light shot out of his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, he shot the short blade towards Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan pushed Mi Zhen away, and with a wave of his long sword, he blocked the short blade, but at this moment, the masked man had already appeared in front of him, and the speed was staggering.

The masked man picked up the fallen short blade and stabbed the tip directly into Zhang Yan's abdomen.

Zhang Yan was taken aback, hurriedly turned his wrist, and the long sword drew an arc and slashed towards the masked man's wrist.

The masked man frowned slightly, hurriedly withdrew his hand, and with his other hand, he took out a short blade and stabbed it towards Zhang Yan's shoulder.

"Watch out there!" Seeing this, Mi Zhen was taken aback and hurriedly let out a shout.

There was no need for Mi Zhen to remind, Zhang Yan also knew that he was in danger, he had an idea, and the long sword Xiangshang stabbed obliquely, pointing directly at the armpit of the masked man; The left palm turned into a hand knife and struck directly at the masked man's throat; Raise your right knee and attack the crotch of the masked man.

The masked man was shocked into a cold sweat, he never expected that Zhang Yan's reaction would be so fast, if he didn't pull out again, his throat, armpits, and crotch would be attacked at the same time, and he couldn't prevent it.

In desperation, the masked man jumped back, instantly distanced himself from Zhang Yan, and was afraid of Zhang Yan, and secretly said in his heart: "This person's kung fu is not under me......"

"Are you alright?" Seeing Zhang Yan forcing back the masked man, Mi Zhen hurriedly asked with concern.

"It's okay, thank you for the reminder, it seems that you still care about me?" Zhang Yan quipped.

Mi Zhen was stunned in her heart, her face flushed with a hint of redness, and she hurriedly retorted: "Who cares about you, I care about myself." If you die, who will protect me? ”

Zhang Yan smiled, but looked at the masked man standing opposite with a fierce face, seeing that the masked man held a short blade in each hand, and his burly body was a head taller than him. In the battle just now, Zhang Yan was deeply impressed by the masked man's agile skills.

"You two are singing and harmonizing there, and I will send you to the Netherworld in a while!" The masked man waved his twin blades, and his body was like an arrow off the string, flying towards Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan sneered and said to Mi Zhen: "You stay away, don't let his dirty blood splash on you for a while!" ”

"Oh, good!" Mi Zhen hurriedly retreated to the side, hiding far away, but her heart was full of ups and downs.

"Don't be ashamed!" The masked man rushed to Zhang Yan's side, and stabbed at Zhang Yan's body with his twin blades, his movements were very coherent, and he didn't give people a chance to breathe.

Zhang Yan held the long sword to block left and right, and the defense was impenetrable, no matter where the masked man attacked, he blocked them one by one.

"Jingle ......"

The land temple flashed with cold light, and the bonfire was also blown by the strong wind driven by the two of them, and the firelight was even brighter and darker, and Mi Zhen was a little dazzled.

In an instant, ten moves had passed, and the mask man's rush attack had no choice but to win Zhang Yan, and he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

In the next few moves, the masked man's movements were obviously much slower, and he seemed to lack stamina.

Zhang Yan sneered: "Why did you slow down? Is it out of energy? In that case, it's my turn to perform, right? ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yan's move changed, the sword edge turned sharply, and instantly changed from defense to offense, the sword light flashed, the sword shadow was sufficient, and a huge sword net covered the masked man's body.

The Masked Man was amazed and hurriedly swung his twin blades to block, and the defense was very difficult.

Only at this moment, the offensive and defensive momentum was reversed, and the masked man struggled to block, but he used too much force in front of him, and his stamina was obviously insufficient, and if he didn't pay attention to it, a sword was slashed on his arm, and blood oozed out.

Instead of shouting, the masked man gritted his teeth and endured the pain, but instead of weakening, Zhang Yan's offensive became stronger and stronger, making it difficult for him to deal with it.

At this moment, there were two crisp sounds, "dang, dang", and the short blades in his hands were picked up by Zhang Yan's long sword one after another, and they fell to the ground respectively, and a cold light stabbed at him.

"I'm dying!" The masked man couldn't dodge, and his heart was terrified.

The cold light flashed, and the cold long sword suddenly stopped at the throat of the mask man, and the mask man looked at Zhang Yan who was holding the long sword with a surprised expression, and asked, "You won't kill me?" ”

"It's a pity to kill someone with such skills." As soon as Zhang Yan's voice fell, the tip of the sword suddenly rose up, directly picking up the mask worn by the mask man, reflecting the faint firelight, Zhang Yan saw the mask man's appearance clearly.

The masked man was extremely handsome, and he didn't look very big, he seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, but there was a tattoo on the left cheek, which ruined his entire image.

What surprised Zhang Yan was that the masked man was ruthless and agile, he thought he was a middle-aged man, but he didn't want to be a teenager.

Zhang Yan pressed his sword against the masked man's throat and asked sharply, "I'll ask you a few questions, and if you can answer truthfully, I'll let you go." ”

The masked man did not have the slightest fear, and said loudly: "I am not as good as others, and I am convinced that I will be defeated by your hands." If you have any questions, just ask. ”

"Who sent you?" Zhang Yan asked directly.

"My master."

"What is the name of your master?" Zhang Yan asked again.

"I don't know!"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Zhang Yan's eyes, and he moved the long sword in his hand forward a little more, and the tip of the sword was about to pierce into the mask man's skin. He snapped, "If you don't answer my question truthfully, I'll really kill you!" ”

"I am indeed answering your questions truthfully, and if you don't believe me, I will do the same. I don't hesitate to die, and the reason why I answer your question is because you are better than me and worthy of my awe. If you want to kill, you will kill, listen to it. The masked man said heartily.

"You're really not afraid of death?"

"Humph!" The masked man snorted, closed his eyes, craned his neck, and waited quietly for death.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan immediately withdrew his long sword and asked, "You are indeed a man, what is your name?" ”

"Xu Sheng!" The masked man replied aloud.