Brush!

Xiao Ran waved his palm, and the two sword qi were urged by the sharp gold true qi, cutting down a large number of branches.

"Hurry up and tie the branches to the horsetail, let's go to the mountains!" Xiao Ran didn't talk nonsense with Monk Miaoyin and the others, and unconsciously used a slightly tough tone.

It's just that because the situation is not safe, it is still very critical, so everyone has not noticed it.

They got on their horses, turned their horses, got out of the way, and ran toward the mountains and forests.

As the night rises, the mountains and forests are gloomy.

The four of them sat around the bonfire, Xiao Ran closed his eyes and crossed his legs, and after half a sound, he let out a long mouthful of slightly fishy turbidity.

"Childe, how do you feel?" the strong man asked, turning his head and expecting it.

Xiao Ran nodded and said, "The internal injuries have been stabilized, and in a few days, they will heal." ”

When these words fell, the remaining three people breathed a sigh of relief.

The three of them glanced at each other, and the monk took the initiative to say: "The mountains and forests are bitter cold, but they are also vast and easy to hide. Now that Childe is temporarily free, it's time for the three of us to turn back and join the five brothers. ”

When Xiao Ran heard this, his expression remained unchanged, he didn't stop it, and he didn't mention the words of turning back together.

Just when everyone was silent.

But suddenly he heard an arrow, swept through the mountains and forests, and shot towards Xiao Ran, who was sitting in the middle.

Monk Miaoyin swept a few feet, waved the crescent shovel in his palm, and slapped towards the arrow.

The strong man flew up to the treetops, looked into the distance, and when he fell, his face was difficult to see: "Not good! It is the worship of the first warrior of the youth among the Tartars." ”

When the words fell, I saw a young Tartar general, dressed in yellow armor, so that the two big swords and the monk Miaoyin fought fiercely. The crescent moon shovel of the Miaoyin monk is like a dragon going out to sea, sweeping and splitting, the whirring wind sounds, the Ao worship is actually not allowed to give in, the double knife circled, waved vertically and horizontally, and forced the Miaoyin monk's big bowl of the crescent shovel to stagger.

However, after three or five moves, Monk Miaoyin has already seen defeat.

The strong man knew that something was wrong, and immediately took the long sword out of the sheath, shook his arms, like a giant bird Moyun, swept the sky and fell, the long sword shook, a move to blow the willow through the flowers, pierced the heart straight stab, did not save the already precarious Miaoyin monk, but stabbed Ao Bai's throat, it was the plan to save Zhao from Wei Wei.

Unexpectedly, the double knives flickered, and he completely ignored the strong man's blow, and continued to swing the knife to slash the monk Miaoyin. Chop the crescent moon of Monk Miaoyin into the air, and a knife is about to cut off Monk Miaoyin's neck.

The strong man's sword stabbed Ao Bai's throat, but it made a creaking sound. The blade of the sword is strong, but it never pierces the skin.

Ao Bai raised his other hand and waved his knife with his left hand to cut off the strong man's arm.

At this moment, Xiao Ran moved.

But I saw that with a wave of his long sleeves, the flames on the fire flew towards Aobai like a line of fire.

Ao Bai frowned and took two steps back. Dodged the flying line of fire.

Rumble!

Behind Ao Bai, a large tree was set on fire by the line of fire.

Xiao Ran, who had just forced Ao Bai two steps back, coughed twice, and scolded in a low voice: "Didn't you say that the surname Xiao Jia was lucky? What kind of luck is this, he was seriously injured, but he still ran into Ao Bai." ”

It was the moment Xiao Ran interrupted, the strong man's long sword shook, the sword move changed suddenly, a knee-hugging step, the sword light drew a long arc, with the sword momentum, dripping and turning half a circle, the palm of his hand was up, the tip of the sword spit outward, and stabbed directly into the lower yin of Aobai.

Generally speaking, the cover door for foreign kung fu practitioners is nothing more than the lower yin, soles of the feet, armpits, eyeballs and so on.

Monk Miaoyin also waved his fist and slashed his head and face towards the door of Aobai.

In addition, the person who has never had a sense of existence also pulled out a sharp knife and slashed towards Ao Bai without his life, and the moves were all fatal moves.

The three of them worked hard, but they barely fought to a draw with Aobai.

It's just that if it is after thirty or fifty moves, it will definitely lose.

Monk Miaoyin pounced on Aobai, took two knives from Aobai, and shouted at Xiao Ran: "Son, go away!" ”

At this time, Xiao Ran had already changed his mind, in fact, he was going to retreat like this, but after thinking about it, he just wanted to experience a different life, what would it look like if he ran away like this?

What's more, the more dangerous cultivation world has been wandering for so long, and he is the only one who makes others suffer. When was someone so gray and walked away?

After thinking about it, he saw that although the Ao worship move was fierce, it was still full of flaws, so he had a plan and began to be a behind-the-scenes military advisor, reminding the strong man and the Miaoyin monk to use the move, and every time he said it, he would be successful.

With the tacit understanding of the three of them, coupled with Xiao Ran's reminder and guidance in the back, the situation changed, and the danger of forcing Ao Bai was born, and he was almost really stabbed in the door several times.

This is from the Buddhist tantric external skills, Ao worship is also new, not long after practice, there are many flaws in the body.

The strong man and the others didn't have this eyesight, but Xiao Ran saw it thoroughly.

Seeing that he couldn't take down the four people, and it was becoming more and more dangerous, Ao Bai knew that he couldn't continue to entangle, so he took a few steps back, wanting to leave first, and waited for the dispatch of the army, searched for the four people in the mountain, and strangled them together.

"Don't let him escape!" Xiao Ran forcibly took a breath and flew over suddenly. Using his fingers as a sword, he stabbed out fifteen swords in a row, each of which was pointed at the weak point of the Ao Bai Exercise.

Just listening to a series of explosions, the blood on the young Ao Bai's body exploded.

His talisman has been broken by Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran fell to the ground in exhaustion, shouting in his mouth: "Do it! Kill him!"

The strong man subconsciously obeyed the order, and the blade of the sword in his hand moved, and a good head flew up.

After killing Aobai, the four of them did not dare to stay longer, and continued to walk towards the mountains and forests.

After crossing the mountains and returning to the Central Plains, the news that they assassinated the Tartar officers and beheaded the first warrior of the Tartar youth, Aobai, gradually spread throughout the rivers and lakes.

The name of the four heroes began to circulate in the martial arts.

Subsequently, the anti-flag of the world was held high, and the four of them also joined the army of King Chuang, killed officials and rebelled, relieved the poor people, and completely spread their fame to the world.

Until King Chuang was defeated, among the four people, three of them died together with King Chuang, and only Xiao Ran was the only one who fled away and avoided entering the Daomen.

gradually became a lone traveler, walking the rivers and lakes, still chivalrous and righteous, but becoming more and more eccentric.

Airplanes!

Chu He suddenly withdrew that spiritual seed.

I saw that the Yuan Infant that was originally held in the hands of Yi Mingzi had all withered and dissipated into a wisp of black smoke.

If it weren't for Chu He's quick opportunity, that little spiritual seed would have dissipated along with it.

"It's a pity! You've woken up, but you're so obsessed with chivalry that you've forgotten that everything is illusory, and you can't break it in the end. Yi Mingzi looked at Chu He with a frown, and there seemed to be some disappointment in his eyes, which was different from what he expected.

Chu He didn't care.

It wasn't his previous life, it was the previous life of the Demon Cultivator Yuanying.

Maybe when he encountered Aobai, the demon cultivator should have died in his previous life, but it was Chu He who took his life.

At first, he watched as a spectator, and then he participated in person, completely substituting himself into the role, which may have been fake at first, but after many years, the fake also came true.

For Chu He, although this attempt ended in failure, it had already achieved some of his goals.

"Okay! You've tried, and you shouldn't have any more doubts. Remember, though, that this time you're more like a third person, existing in illusory memories, so it's easy to wake up and even change. But once you really turn it on yourself, it's not like that, and if you're not careful, you'll be like him. After that, Yi Mingzi pointed with his hand.

In the direction he pointed, the Qingcheng monk who had originally hidden behind the magic weapon black bell and awakened in his previous life had turned into a pile of white bones at some point. The flesh and blood in his body, along with the spirit and spirit, all died out and disappeared.