Lei Fengqi remained calm and continued to tell Yu Wuluo: "Brother, look, we can escape back to the mountain road. Due to the width restrictions, we can only attack eight or ten people at a time. I can handle it by myself."
Yu Wuluo's expression softened: "It's a good idea to injure a few batches to warn them all."
"Look at the dense forest over there. Even after we escape, they won't be able to encircle us. The forest is a natural barrier and will naturally encircle and separate them."
Yu Wuluo smiled slightly: "Yes, we can deal with them in sections by climbing up the tree."
"But the best way is to defeat the leader by defeating him. He really doesn't deserve to be called a success. I will protect you and try not to kill him."
Yu Wuluo heard this and was amused. He chuckled and said the truth sincerely: "I'll try my best. Brother Lei, don't you see that when the situation is urgent, I pull out the sword, but I can't control the power of the sword."
Lei Fengqi said gently: "Don't think too much, we are the ones to find right and wrong, not us."
"Yes." Yu Wuluo sighed: "Even though I was running all the way, my grandfather didn't mean to hurt anyone."
At this point, both of them trembled, thinking that they had said the wrong thing.
Lei Fengqi shouted: "Your master ascended the throne for a reason, haha."
Yu Wuluo also laughed: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. With my grandfather here, my master is full of righteousness."
The two of them smirked at each other.
Although the soldiers were slow, they were approaching step by step. Zhao Ting was extremely anxious. Seeing that the two men were still chatting, he was afraid that they would make mistakes if they were not prepared enough to respond in a hurry, so he reminded: "Fifth brother, Brother Lei, this is not the place to talk.
"
Yu Wuluo stretched his head and met his eyes with a smile: "It's okay to say a few words."
Her soft eyes were soothing and peaceful, like a handful of clear water soothing Zhao Tinggong's anxious thoughts. If there were no passing gods to bless him today, his life would be at stake here.
Feeling that he had calmed down, Zhao Tinggong wanted to say a few calm words before he died, but his eyes suddenly shook.
Yu Wuluo, who didn't care about the encirclement at all, smiled at him, waved her hand and took off the sheathed knife on her waist. The black wild goose feather knife opened the way, opening and closing with great momentum. Her men took advantage of the sword's power and flew away like lightning.
go out.
"Ah, this!"
Zhao Ting had never practiced martial arts before. He practiced martial arts only after he got tired from studying and danced with swords by himself. Let alone fight.
In his view, everything is like making a fuss, starting from beginning to end and connecting from top to bottom.
One moment he was laughing, and the next moment the fifth brother rushed out, it was really shocking. You had to run up the horse for a few steps before leaving the saddle, which would not shock anyone.
He struck out with a single blow, and the man flew away like a kite with his string cut off.
Zhao Tinggong leaned back in fright: "Ouch."
Then he shared the same hatred of the enemy, shook his sword, and shouted: "Let's go too."
Gao Shan lazily said: "Are you going to cause trouble? You might as well pretend to protect me, and you can say that you have done something good after you finish." He just hugged the big pot in his arms tightly.
Yu Wuluo had never learned Qing Kung. When Tie's daughter taught her, she only wanted to have a successor, and did not plan for the little girl to go out and travel around the world. If she was from a martial arts family, she would learn some horizontal kung fu to be able to carry it, or be light and healthy.
If you can't defeat your body, you will run away.
The force of the sword took her flying out, her figure swaying a few times in the sunlight, but she was still halfway to success.
Behind her, Lei Feng raised his sword to protect her.
Fang Chenggong's complexion suddenly turned pale. He was considered a general with a strong chest and deep guts, so he could see that the strength of his troops and his speed were exactly the characteristics of Yu's Five Sword Techniques... He didn't realize that this was one of them.
Scanning from the corner of his eyes, his soldiers started running, intending to stop Yu Wu before he could succeed, or take down the three people behind him, but the sword from the front came too fast, and if he dodged again, he would touch the tip of his nose.
Fang successfully led the horse back, but after taking an emergency step to avoid danger, he had to jump back and off the horse, and then pushed the horse forward to escape the danger again.
"kill!"
His soldiers were not slow at all, and they surrounded him with loud shouts.
It didn't matter if he didn't shout. Yu Wuluo still felt that he could persevere and planned to capture Fang Chenggong alive and give him some enlightenment.
The shout seemed to be ringing in his ears, and Yu Wu let out a sigh, his hands became shiny, the black scabbard was thrown to the sky, and the wild goose feather sword was unsheathed.
She is not a pedantic idiot who cherishes the other person's life but takes the risk of maiming one of her own.
It is wrong to kill people, but when you should draw your sword, you can only draw it.
The knife was as bright as frost, and for a moment the sun dimmed on a sunny day. In this radius, only the knife in the hand of a man dressed as a woman shone brightly.
Behind the rocks on the mountain path, Ruan Chenggong opened his mouth in shock: "Xiao Yu! Is this Xiao Yu?"
Experienced warriors can see that there are countless souls attached to the Yanling sword, and this sword has drunk the blood of heroes.
In the dense forest, the old businessman lost control of his hands and feet, and the soft sword in his waist was unsheathed. The old businessman took a handkerchief and tied it around his face. He ran out of the forest and shouted: "Wait a minute, killing an unknown person will make you dirty."
This knife!"
The sword flashed and his feet took the right direction. The masked swordsman jumped out of the woods: "Tiandao, do you still remember Qingfeng's One Hundred and Eight Swords!"
Yu Wuluo was hesitant and unwilling to kill anyone. When he heard this sound, his heart turned sharply and he stumbled down in front of her. He held his hands on the ground and backed away in fear before successfully saving his life.
Think about it: "What are the One Hundred and Eight Swords of Qingfeng?"
Never heard of it.
The masked swordsman froze and suddenly became angry: "You have some eyes for me anyway. The One Hundred and Eight Swords of Qingfeng and the Thirteen Styles of Tiandao have been indistinguishable for generations. How dare you neglect me!"
Yu Wuluo smiled: "Ah ha, this is the first time I heard that you can't blame me."
How can a person who has never been a disciple know the past grudges and grievances of Tiandao?
The masked swordsman's chest rose and fell violently, visible to the naked eye. Suddenly the sword light was violent, and his voice was violent: "If a man doesn't care about his reputation, why should he stand in the world? I will fight with you!"
Yu Wuluo blinked and then figured it out: "I didn't mean to humiliate you. I really haven't heard of it."
As he spoke, the light of the sword circled in front of him, and Yu Wuluo made a freehand slash with his sword. The masked swordsman quickly retreated and landed on a tree, using a branch to steady himself. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became: "The swordsmanship of my ancestors has come to me.
Is it so unsatisfactory in my hands?"
The sword walked like a dragon and snake, and flew over again, saying again: "There is no point in living, I will fight with you!"
Zhao Tinggong saw it at this time and exclaimed: "Brother Gao, isn't this the person who assassinated us at Taipinghou?"
Gao Shan was scornful and pouted to the ground: "I knew that night that he came for my brother. How dare he show off his broken sword skills! How shameful! How shameful."
Zhao Tinggong was shocked and his hands and feet were cold. He was like this when he saw Yu's five sword skills, and he was also like this when he saw the masked man's sword skills.
He held a long sword in his hand, but he had no intention of fighting.
Miao Baoyou was walking around several horses. When he saw the soldiers approaching, he rushed forward and punched them. With one punch, five or seven of them were turned upside down.
Behind the rocks, Ruan Chenggong exclaimed: "With great force, I can break through the mountains and break the Cangshan Mountains with five fingers. I am afraid this is Miao Bao, the troubled son brought back from Beijing when Lao Yu resigned."
Ruan Chenggong knew that the Yu family had a nursing home that practiced Shenliquan.
Lao Yu wrote a letter, saying that he was dizzy and asked Xiao Yu to go out. Miao Bao could only follow him.