Behind them were a group of cavalrymen, arranged three to five in rows, swarming in behind them.
The man wielding the fan looked at the dying young man and said honestly: "You stay here, I'll go and get rid of those beasts first!"
The young man lay on the big rock, grabbed the man holding the fan and said, "Don't take any more risks. Just pull out the sword from my chest."
The person wielding the fan was shocked and said: "Draw the sword? Are you desperate for your life? If you don't get a reasonable treatment after drawing the sword like this, you will die immediately."
The young man sat up suddenly, meditating on the big stone, closed his eyes, and said resolutely: "It's too late, pull out the sword for me!"
As he spoke, a mouthful of black blood spurted out from his mouth!
The person using the fan couldn't help but turn pale with shock, and said in astonishment: "Are you poisoned?"
The young man said hastily: "This sword is poisonous, but the poison can't hurt me. Please pull out the poisonous sword for me first, otherwise I won't be able to come back!"
The man who was wielding the fan was in a panic and saw the pursuers coming from below. Without thinking, he pulled out the fast sword that pierced his chest with a "whoosh" sound!
The young man trembled and almost fell on the boulder. A stream of black blood emerged from the wound on his chest!
He quickly swallowed a pill that he had prepared in his hand, and then began to meditate and adjust his breath, without any movement at all!
The man wielding the fan quickly swung his fan sword, cut off a piece of his own clothes, and hurriedly used the piece of clothes to bandage the young man's wound.
Facing the Chu army's cavalry that was about to attack, the man who wielded the fan could only do this. Whether the young man could hold on after drawing the sword could only depend on his own destiny.
Those Chu army cavalry were swarming toward the towering boulder. In order to prevent the Chu army from disturbing the young man's rest, the man who used the fan suddenly had an idea and jumped out quickly, heading straight down the mountain.
The cavalry immediately followed the man using the fan in hot pursuit, and sure enough, they were all led down the mountain!
But the cunning Dongguo Yuan did not chase down the mountain with the army at all. He looked east and west, his eyes turned evilly, and he jumped towards the towering rock!
The young man who was sitting quietly closed his eyes tightly and said coldly: "Are you still catching up?"
Dong Guoyuan circled around the young man and laughed and said: "My sword is poisonous. I didn't expect you to be able to persist. You are really tough!"
There were some beads of sweat on the young man's face, but he still closed his eyes and said, "It seems that my life will be ruined in your hands!"
Dong Guoyuan was shocked and said: "What? Have we met before?"
The young man snorted coldly and said: "I don't want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but I want to die in the same year, the same month and the same day. I saved you many times and tolerated you, but I didn't expect that I would still die in your hands in the end. It seems that this is what I want."
It’s God’s arrangement!”
Dong Guoyuan said with some confusion: "Who are you? Could it be... could you not be dead? How is it possible? How could such an unfathomable cliff not kill you? Impossible, impossible!"
The young man opened his eyes slightly and said feebly: "Thanks to you, I didn't fall to death that time. What? I must have disappointed you!"
Dong Guoyuan almost fell on the boulder, shook his head slightly, and whispered: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"
As he spoke, his eyes turned red, his face became more angry, and he wished he could cut the young man into pieces.
His mood was changeable, and he seemed to be a little out of control. He quickly picked up the sword he pulled out from the young man's body. In fact, the sword also belonged to him. He pointed at the forehead of the young man who was meditating on the ground and angrily said: "That day did not happen.
If I take your life, you will not be able to escape today!"
The young man's face did not change, he still sat on the ground motionless, and said coldly: "Anyone who commits injustice will be punished by death. Look at this scar on my face. It was left when you knocked me off the cliff. As for letting
I have become completely unrecognizable, and you don’t even recognize me. Then you look at yourself, and even two of your ears have been cut off. This is retribution. I think it’s time for you to look back.”
Dongguo Yuan suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, arrogantly saying: "You are already on the verge of death, and you are still bargaining with me. How ridiculous, how ridiculous!"
As he said this, he burst into laughter again!
The young man closed his eyes again and meditated on the stone to rest. He felt that this man was hopeless and there was no need to say anything more. Although he closed his eyes to rest, his whole body was already full of alertness for what was about to happen.
He was well prepared for the life-and-death struggle he was facing. After all, he had been seriously injured. Even if he was about to die, he would never surrender like this!
Seeing that he was turning a blind eye to her, Dongguo Yuan became even more furious. He quickly handed out his sharp sword and struck it directly at the young man's chest.
With a calm expression on his face, the young man turned slightly and his body floated upwards like a magic weapon, avoiding Dongguo Yuan's sudden move.
Dongguo Yuan showed no sign of weakness, and followed the young man's upturned body with his long sword to strike forward. When it came to light skills, the two of them were equally matched.
Dong Guoyuan shouted loudly: "How can you, a bird with feathers, be as light as a swallow and compete with my Qinggong? It seems that you are really not a soft persimmon!"
The young man stepped away and said in a cold voice: "You really don't know who I am? It's better this way, because I won't be able to care for you anymore!"
As he said that, he turned over, with a "huge" strong wind between his palms, and opened two palms towards Dongguo Yuan. He was seriously injured. This was his fatal blow. If these two palms could defeat the opponent, he could
There is a glimmer of hope. If the opponent is not brought under his control,