Chapter 220

The spear, which was covered by white mansions, came through the sky with a magnificent air engine in the dark. With the sound of the wind, it pointed at the carriage. The intention was so obvious that Yuan Xia immediately drew a knife and swept his body towards the carriage. You know, the young man in the carriage that few people had seen was the top priority of the trip.

While yuan Xia was galloping toward the carriage, the two sacrificial priests got up at the same time. One of them stepped lightly and reached the spear directly from the fire. After reaching the spear, he had to reach out and grab the spear with the majestic air. The other was more direct. His body shape swept into the night to find out the person who had done it.

Li's sword was immediately shaken up from the sword case, and was immediately shaken by Li Qingqi.

In fact, Li Fuyao has been waiting for this moment in the past half a month.

Yuan Xia had told him that there was a disciple of Xianyan Academy in the carriage, and the friendship between the old ancestor and Luoyang City. In addition, although he seemed to be seriously injured, he had never appeared for half a month. Everything tells Li Fuyao that this trip to the north is not simple at all.

Therefore, Li Fuyao was not surprised that there would be an attack tonight.

But he was thinking about who the other side was and what kind of friars would be sent.

Between the electric light and the flint, the sacrificial department who plundered the spear had put one hand on the spear. After clenching it, he forced the amazing spear to stop. However, before he could completely control the spear in his hand, the spear with great momentum exploded.

In the dark, like a ray of light, countless pieces of iron pierced into the chest of the Ministry of punishment, and many of them were left with no prestige. They were all beaten by Yuan Xia, who was carrying a knife.

The carriage, from the beginning to the end, was not harmed.

The Ministry of punishment flew upside down and spat out a large mouthful of blood. After struggling on the ground for several times, he failed to get up. He should have been seriously injured.

Another one, who flew into the night, soon flew back and fell into the camp.

The Ministry of punishment is dead to death.

The two monks, worshipped by the Ministry of punishment, were killed and injured in this short period of time.

To be honest, without Li Fuyao, the team would have become meat on the chopping board, and they would be slaughtered.

At the time when the two punishment departments offered sacrifices to one death and one injury, Li Fuyao could roughly judge where the guy who threw the spear was hiding. He kicked a burning wood block into the night. Taking advantage of the short light, Li Fuyao swept forward, and the green silk sheath came out of his waist.

A sword flash.

Light up the man in front of you.

Looking at the young man with a sword in front of him, a strong man's face changed greatly. In his panic, he even wanted to raise his hand to resist it. However, the green silk sword passed by, and the arm fell in response to the sound. The sword kept on moving. He saw the end of a sword penetrating his heart.

This realm was just a monk in the Taiqing realm, and there was little possibility of his survival within a foot in front of Li Fuyao.

But when the green silk sword pierced the heart, the burly man turned into a talisman and disappeared in the world.

Li Fuyao frowned, and immediately returned to plunder the tiger from the mountain?

But with such a talisman, can a monk of green silk realm be killed?

Li Fuyao didn't have time to think about it. At the same time, he said in a loud voice: "general yuan, be careful!"

Yuan Xia, who had been standing on the top of the carriage, had been paying close attention to his surroundings. When the spear appeared in the camp, hundreds of soldiers had a tacit understanding to surround the chariot. The Yanling army said that they wanted to rank the first. Apart from the border army, it was the Royal Forest army. To be honest, if it were In terms of one-on-one, no one in Yanling can match these soldiers with martial arts skills. It's just a battle on the battlefield, but it's not so simple.

With Li Fuyao's warning, Yuan Xia was more cautious, but even so, he did not know when the two men appeared before the fire.

A big man with a big body and a beautiful woman with a childish face but exposed clothes.

They sat in front of the fire and reached for the fire. Not far from them, there was a spear.

The burly man looked at Yuan Xia with a sneer on his face, while the woman was staring at the sword case left by Li Fuyao.

Li Fu shakes the green silk into the scabbard and comes slowly. He stops not far away, and doesn't open his mouth in a hurry.

The woman took the lead in opening her mouth. "Originally, I thought that even if Luoyang City was to send someone to send him back to Xianyan academy, it would be just two monks in the green silk realm. But she never thought that there would be another wild monk in Shanze. How could she learn sword? The sword just now has some prestige, but we are all ghosts in the mountains and rivers. Can't we do something difficult for each other

It is obvious that these two monks have nothing to do with the orthodox friars of the three religions, but this is what makes Li Fuyao feel strange. If a Confucian monk killed the young man from Xianyan academy, it can be attributed to the infighting between the academies. However, the appearance of the two monks tonight made things a little confusing.Standing in the distance, Li Fuyao said calmly, "you can first tell us what you want. However, no matter what your intention is, today's matter can't be done well. I'm afraid that a monk's life in the green silk realm can't be taken away without a few words."

The burly man stood up and said with a grim smile, "boy, you just stabbed my fake body with a sword. Can't you enjoy it?"

Li Fuyao said with a smile, "I'll stab you in the chest later. It'll be more enjoyable."

"It's a boy with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, but I don't know if your sword is so powerful!"

As for Li Fuyao, he simply put his hand on the hilt, and his momentum naturally disappeared in front of him.

Although it was a burly man standing in front of him, Li Fuyao looked at Yuan Xia.

The latter stood on the top of the carriage and laughed heartily, "although Master Li has done something, hundreds of brothers in the imperial forest army are trying to protect that life before Master Li solves this man."

Li Fu shakes his head, and his green silk is half covered in a scabbard, which is amazing.

With a spear across his chest, the burly man sneered at him and said, "boy, don't lose your life for the title of the bullshit worship."

Hearing this, Li Fuyao lost his mind for a moment. There were only one or two things he had experienced in Luoyang City. However, since the emperor Yanling arrived at the back and solved all his worries for him one by one, it seems reasonable to take the sword for Luoyang at the moment.

However, Li Fuyao couldn't help thinking too much. At the same time, the spear had been stabbed directly at him, which made him fight several times. Each time, the other side withdrew from the distance. Li Fuyao, who did not dare to let him get close to him, could not help crying or laughing. In the first fight, he saw someone coming to him.

This is a strange thing.

However, we can understand that the man did not know his identity as a swordsman. Otherwise, he would not have acted like this if he had given him a hundred courage.

The burly man has a strong body. It seems that he had never been in the army before he became a monk. There is no muddle in one move. All the moves are killing moves.

After the green silk in Li Fuyao's waist came out of the scabbard, a sword swept over the shaft of the spear, forcing the burly man to let go. If he didn't let go, the sword would surely be the end of Li Fuyao's cutting off his fingers. If he didn't want to, he had to let go.

However, the seemingly burly man was extremely flexible. After the spear was released, he immediately slipped forward on half kneeling. After leaving a mark on the ground, he grasped the spear again without stopping. The spear swept across the ground, and with the sound of hunting wind, he would break Li Fuyao's waist.

The pretty girl with a childish face laughed. She didn't hurt people when the burly man and Li Fuyao were fighting each other. She just sat on the fire alone and reached for the fire.

The relationship between the two men and the disciple of Xianyan Academy in the carriage has not been revealed.

And the carriage, as always, remained silent, and no one spoke.

In fact, Li Fuyao's duel with the burly man here seems to be a balance of power, but in fact, Li Fuyao has controlled those swords very well from the beginning to the end, which makes the burly man feel that the young man in front of him is just a yamazawa Yexiu carrying a sword and has no relationship with the swordsman.

Li Fuyao also gradually understood that before he was able to easily solve the two monks in the green silk realm, it was also because of luck. The former one was unprepared to hold the spear, and later the one was even more close.

A wild monk yamazawa, and his realm is slightly better than that of the one worshipped by the two penalty departments. After being close, he can't really get any benefits.

Of course, this does not mean that they will be able to compete with the swordsman within a foot in front of them.

In this world, those who are qualified to fight with swordsmen within one Zhang are afraid that there is no one else except the strong demon earth friars.

Even if a demon earth friar who is extremely strong in body grinding, if he really meets a swordsman who has a good reputation in kendo, he must be afraid at the bottom of his heart.

However, the burly man was neither a demon Xiu nor a bully. Now, within a Zhang of Li Fuyao's body, he couldn't get a good deal.

After only a few dozen moves, he left a lot of sword wounds on his body.

The burly man was suddenly alert. He always felt that he was getting slower and slower, but Li Fuyao's sword was getting faster and faster.

Li Fu shook his face expressionless. After a sword was handed out, he cut off the pig iron spear, and then the sword kept moving forward.

He even killed a cautious monk in Taiqing before. Why can't he do such a mountain retreat?

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