After leaving the boat, Xu Ziyi used Qinggong and body skills to follow closely behind the group of wealthy people.
With his current incomparable vitality, unless these people have famous horses to help them, they will not be able to get rid of Xu Ziyi even if they keep up for a day and a night.
The inner breath of the Nine-Yang Divine Art is the longest. Before Zhang Wuji achieved great success in the Nine-Yang Divine Art, he and Wei Yixiao, the "Green-Winged Bat King", fought under the scorching sun and yellow sand for three days and three nights.
Now that Xu Ziyi has achieved great success, it is naturally extremely easy to follow this group of people.
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Tens of miles outside of Hangzhou, there is an unknown small town adjacent to the river.
A restaurant facing the main street was now filled with high-rollers holding swords.
"Have you found out clearly? Are the evil monks from the Blood Knife Sect really hiding outside Hangzhou?"
"This news is definitely true. Someone escaped into the city early this morning with injuries and reported that an evil monk from the Blood Knife Sect had appeared here!"
"If it's true, of course it's the best! In the past few days, the evil monks from the Blood Knife Sect have been acting unscrupulously in our Jiangnan area, and they have ruined the honors of many women and young ladies from wealthy families."
"Hey, I heard that the four seniors of "Luohualiushui" were also invited to deal with this group of Blood Knife Sect monks this time!"
"What, the four seniors of "Luohualiushui" are here too!"
"Now that the four seniors of "Luohualiushui" are here, the evil monks of the Blood Knife Sect will definitely not be able to escape this time!"
The restaurant was filled with people from all over the world. After being teased by the evil monk from the Blood Knife Sect again, their morale was somewhat low.
But when someone among them talked about the four "Luo Hua Liu Shui", they were all excited, as if they had taken action and caught the evil monk of the Blood Knife Sect as if they were easy to catch!
Just as everyone in the restaurant was chatting away, a burst of jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle bell.
Everyone in the restaurant heard the sound and went out, only to see two horses galloping downstairs.
Everyone's eyes lit up, because the two horses, one yellow and one white, both tall and powerful, slowly stopped outside the restaurant.
Then I saw a man and a woman jumping down immediately. The man was about 20 years old, wearing a yellow shirt. He looked very dashing, but the bruises on his face were not gone. The woman was only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a fluttering white shirt.
, radiant and extremely pretty.
From a distance, everyone seemed to feel regretful. They were a very well-matched couple, but this made people feel even more regretful.
Everyone in the restaurant looked over, and someone recognized them and said, "It's the two swordsmen, Miss Shui Sheng and Mr. Wang Xiaofeng!"
"Cousin, we have been running around for a few days, why not take a rest here!"
After dismounting, Wang Xiaofeng, dressed in a yellow shirt, hurriedly greeted Shui Sheng beside him.
Since he was humiliated by Xu Ziyi in the restaurant, he felt that his face had been lost, but he treated Shui Sheng with a little more consideration than before.
In addition, the evil monks of the Blood Knife Sect have been wreaking havoc in the Jiangnan area in recent days. Wang Xiaofeng, who had just recovered from his injury, had the desire to express himself.
The injuries on his face were actually not too serious, but even though the injuries on his face could be healed, the whip marks on them could not be erased.
This made Wang Xiaofeng, who considered himself handsome and handsome, look less good, which made him want to regain his face elsewhere.
"Okay, cousin!"
Upon hearing Wang Xiaofeng's suggestion, Shui Sheng nodded.
But at this moment, something strange happened. The window of the small house on the corner of the street suddenly broke open, and an old monk wearing a yellow monk's robe flew out. He only heard him say with a strange smile: "Two heroes with bells and swords, old monk
Zu really got it without any effort!"
Wang Xiaofeng turned around when he heard the sound and saw a monk wearing a yellow robe. The monk was very old, with pointed heads and cut ears, and wrinkles on his face. The texture and color of the monk's robes were similar to those of the evil monk who died in the restaurant that day.
Dressed exactly the same.
Recognizing the other party, Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but change his expression. Knowing that he was from the XZ Blood Sword Monk's faction, he raised his sword and stabbed at the old monk.
But as soon as he raised his hand, he suddenly felt numbness in the crook of his right elbow, as the acupuncture point had been hit by a hidden weapon. The long sword in his hand hung down softly.
And at this moment, the old monk, who had a figure like the wind, had already come close to him and kicked Wang Xiaofeng down with one kick.
Seeing that Wang Xiaofeng was defeated, Shui Sheng on the side was not only panic-stricken, but immediately pulled out a long sword and chopped off his head. When the old monk saw her beautiful appearance, he was startled and said, "How beautiful!"
He probed and hit the acupuncture point on her waist.
Shui Sheng slashed her sword into the air, and suddenly her whole body became weak. The long sword fell to the ground with a clang, and she was shocked and frightened. But before she could think of another way, the old monk grabbed her with his left hand and jumped onto Shui Sheng's body.
The white horse galloped away.
The sound of the white horse ringing in his ears gradually faded away, but Wang Xiaofeng could only lie on the ground and shouted: "Cousin, cousin!" Watching his cousin being kidnapped by the lewd monk, the consequences were unimaginable, but his whole body was sore and weak, and he tried his best to
Even with all his strength, he can't even move an inch.
At this moment, someone in the northwest corner suddenly heard a long cry: "Luohua - flowing water!" Someone from the west also responded: "Luohua - flowing water." Before the word "Liu Shui" was finished, someone from the southwest
Someone shouted: "Luo Hua Liu - water." These three people were located in three directions, and their shouts were either bold or melodious, with different tones, but they were all full of energy and high internal strength.
Then I suddenly heard someone shouting loudly from the south: "Luo Hua Liu Shui -" The fourth "water" of "Luo Hua Liu Shui" dragged out very long, and the sound came in a torrent, like the Yangtze River. This sound was even louder.
It appears much closer than the other three.
Hearing this, Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but be overjoyed. He looked up to the sky and shouted: "Master, Uncle Lu, Uncle Hua, Uncle Liu...come on, come on, my cousin has been kidnapped."
"Luohualiushui!, Luohualiushui, the Nansiqi has arrived!"
When the wealthy people in the restaurant heard this, they exclaimed in surprise from time to time.
The name of the "Four Wonders of the South" is famous throughout the world. They are the four most famous masters in the Jiangnan martial arts world. Everyone in the world admires them.
At this time, Xu Ziyi, who was wearing a green shirt, arrived belatedly, and then four echoing sounds of "falling flowers and flowing water" suddenly came from several directions.
Hearing this, Xu Ziyi frowned slightly. He naturally knew the name of Nan Siqi, "Luohualiushui", and if he could trouble Nan Siqi to take action together, could it be that the ancestor of the Blood Sword showed up?
However, there were many buildings in the town, and Xu Ziyi was not sure where the big event was. So he touched the ground with his toes, and his whole body suddenly floated up to the attic about three feet away. Standing on the top of the building, Xu Ziyi stared down and found out.
Thousands of meters away, a yellow monk laughed wildly, whipped his horse, grabbed a woman and left the market, and galloped away.
"The evil monk and Shui Sheng from the Blood Knife Sect?"
Seeing Shui Sheng being kidnapped by the yellow-robed monk, Xu Ziyi's heart moved, and he started to use the Qinggong movement technique of the Ancient Tomb Sect. In just a few breaths, his figure was already a hundred meters away.