Chapter 74

"Do you still want to see my sword now?" the boy said coldly.

If it were anyone else, he would definitely stay as far away as possible at this time, but Murong Danyan's temper became more and more courageous with frustration. Although he knew that the old man must be a great master in the world, he would never bow his head and admit defeat. At this time,

Seeing the boy pressing closer, he sneered and said, "Just draw your sword and show me."

The boy said solemnly: "Okay!"

I saw him slowly pulling out the sword from its scabbard with his right hand, holding the sword horizontally in front of him, and saying to Murong Danyan: "Do you see clearly?"

Murong Danyan was secretly on guard and said: "I see clearly. Your sword is not bad. It is one of the four famous swords made by Xie Wanchun, the master swordsmith of the Tang Dynasty. Am I right?"

"Not bad." After the boy said it, he suddenly smiled.

Ever since Murong Danyan and Ma Dongqing met this boy, he had always kept a straight face. Suddenly he smiled, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, showing an indescribable elegance and handsomeness.

Murong Danyan thought to himself: He is just a child who has not grown up. It is a bit funny to say that he will not kill others.

Just listen to the boy say: "When you see that I am young, you think I don't dare to kill people, right?"

Murong Danyan was startled. He didn't expect that the boy could see what he was thinking. In the midst of his surprise, he heard a kind voice saying slowly: "Kill if you want. If you meet a top expert, you can't speak to her."

, I can kill you three times."

Murong Danyan's expression changed, and he looked around. Apart from Ma Dongqing and the boy, there was no fourth person present. The old man's back could be seen in the distance, and he was already a hundred steps away.

If someone is watching, this inner strength is really impressive.

The boy stopped smiling and said word by word: "You can die."

Murong Danyan took two steps back, pulled out the long sword from behind, protected Ma Dongqing behind him, and whispered: "Sister Ma, you go first."

Ma Dongqing shook his head in panic and said: "This child is weird, you have to be careful!"

The boy took a step forward, the sword still held across his chest, and his eyes seemed to be closed. Although he was young, he clearly had the demeanor of a master.

At this moment, someone suddenly heard a loud roar in the distance. Murong Danyan looked up and saw a figure running towards here.

Her expression changed, and Ma Dongqing said happily: "It's Young Master Xiao!"

Murong Danyan frowned and said, "It's really annoying. I just stopped for a while and then this embroidered pillow came again."

From a distance, I saw Xiao Zhanpeng running towards me and passing the old man.

The old man did not stop and continued to walk forward slowly.

"What are you doing here again?" Murong Danyan said coldly.

Xiao Zhanpeng said: "I met a weirdo..."

When he said this, he suddenly saw the long sword in the boy's hand, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Hey, where did you steal this sword?" Xiao Zhanpeng said to the boy.

Murong Danyan was startled and was about to warn him to be careful. The boy had turned his head, glanced at Xiao Zhanpeng and said, "Did you see it too?"

Xiao Zhanpeng didn't know what the boy meant. He turned around and looked at Murong Danyan. His face changed drastically and he shouted to him: "Be careful..."

The boy's long sword had already pierced Xiao Zhanpeng's chest.

The two of them were almost two feet apart, and without seeing the boy's movements, he was already in front of Xiao Zhanpeng and stabbed Xiao Zhanpeng's chest with his long sword.

This sword didn't look very fast. Xiao Zhanpeng and Murong Danyan could clearly see the direction of the boy's sword.

But when Xiao Zhanpeng wanted to escape, he found that his escape route had been completely blocked by the boy's sword.

Xiao Zhanpeng was shocked. He didn't take the boy seriously at first, and he didn't even think of drawing out his sword to greet him. But at this moment, he had already pulled out the long sword in his right hand.

However, his long sword was only pulled out an inch, and with a "pop" sound, the boy's long sword had pierced Xiao Zhanpeng's left chest. However, the boy was short, and the long sword pierced diagonally from bottom to top.

After Xiao Zhanpeng was hit by the sword, Murong Danyan shouted "...he is going to kill you!"

Xiao Zhanpeng stepped back quickly, as if someone was pulling him by the back of the neck and dragging him backwards. The boy stood there coldly, pointing his long sword at Xiao Zhanpeng, and the blood on the tip of the sword dripped drop by drop to the ground.

Xiao Zhanpeng retreated more than ten steps, and then the long sword was unsheathed, and blood spurted out from his chest like an arrow. He tapped three large acupuncture points on his chest with his left hand. Although the blood did not spurt wildly, it still continued to seep out from the wounds.

Murong Danyan rushed to his side, pointed his sword at the boy, and protected Xiao Zhanpeng behind him.

The boy said in a deep voice: "Come again!"

I heard someone say: "The strength of your sword is good, but your ability to adapt to the situation is much worse. He is taller than you. If you stab his chest and attack from below, even though you can hurt him, you can't kill him. At this time, you can't kill him."

You can just stab him in the lower abdomen or lower genitals, and kill him with one sword stroke. A sword attack kills, but a person is alive. Alas, what a pity, what a pity."

Murong Danyan was horrified, and saw that the old man turned back at some point, and stood three feet away, with his hands behind his back, and the two ends of the umbrella were exposed from behind him. He looked at the boy, and

A look of regret on his face.

The boy sheathed his sword and stood in awe, saying: "What the master teaches is that the apprentice knows he is wrong."

Ma Dongqing also ran over at this time. Murong Danyan knew that he and Xiao Zhanpeng were far from the old man's opponent, and they still dared to stop. He turned around, helped Xiao Zhanpeng and left.

She knew that she couldn't run very far with Xiao Zhanpeng and Ma Dongqing, who didn't know martial arts, but it was better than staying there and waiting to die.

The strange thing is that the old man and the boy did not catch up immediately. I heard the old man vaguely say: "This girl's Qinggong is pretty good. It's a good opportunity to practice tracking..."

Murong Danyan and Ma Dongqing were originally walking towards the outside of the mountain. After this battle, they turned around in panic and fled back to the mountain in a panic.

Xiao Zhanpeng could still stagger around when he was dragged by Murong Danyan at first. Later, the bleeding stopped and he fell to the ground with a "plop" and could no longer walk.

Murong Danyan gritted his teeth, grabbed Xiao Zhanpeng's belt with his right hand and lifted it hard, carrying him behind him, and still walked forward.

The old man and the boy followed from a distance. Several times, Murong Danyan thought he had thrown them away, but not long after he sat down to rest, he saw the figure of the old man and the boy from a distance.

Ma Dongqing asked: "What do these two people want to do?"

Murong Danyan snorted and said: "They are playing cat and mouse, they will not let us go."

The three of them fled to the vicinity of the Lama Temple. Xiao Zhanpeng's wounds were bleeding more and more, and his face was as pale as a piece of white paper. He was tall, and Murong Danyan was carrying him behind him, and his legs were dragging on the ground. When they saw Murong Dan,

Yan carried the heavy weight and moved forward. He felt guilty and said: "Miss Murong, put me down and take this girl Ma away first..."

Murong Danyan said coldly: "Shut up! I'm not saving you, I'm just helping Uncle Xiao to prevent him from being sad if you die."

After seeing the Lama Temple, Murong Danyan was determined to go to the Lama Temple to clean Xiao Zhanpeng's wounds first, otherwise Xiao Zhanpeng would surely bleed to death before the two men could catch him.

When the lamas in the temple saw two girls bringing a bloody man into the temple, they were so frightened that they ran away. Murong Danyan grabbed one of the lamas and asked him if he had any medicine to cure the injury. The lama was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.

I couldn't tell. As soon as a bold lama said, "Small temples don't accept female guests to offer incense," he was kicked far away by Murong Danyan.

All the lamas escaped from the hall, Xiao Zhanpeng fell to the ground slumped. Murong Danyan was helpless, tears rolled in his eyes, and tears were about to burst out when he saw them. He was deeply moved and said in a trembling voice: "Miss Murong, you are so worried about me.

, I, I would be satisfied even if I died immediately..."

Murong Danyan spat at him and said, "I'm not worried about you. What nonsense are you talking about?!"

At this moment, Yu Changyuan and others had arrived at the main hall...

Everyone was shocked when they heard Murong Danyan finished speaking. Zhuang Hengyun said in a trembling voice: "That old man was holding an umbrella... You, you read that correctly?"

Murong Danyan said coldly: "I'm not blind, so why don't I still recognize an umbrella?"

Zhuang Hengyun had seen the scene where the mysterious master killed Xu En in the tomb of King Xingxian, and his memory of that man was extremely profound. In the past ten years, he had seen that man in nightmares many times, even countless times.

He dreamed that he wanted to kill himself, and he had already regarded this person as a devil in his heart. At this time, when he heard Murong Danyan's account, this old man was most likely the mysterious master, and he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were split apart, and his hands could not control themselves.

trembled.
Chapter completed!