That section of the street seemed to have a thick layer of autumn fog. No matter how hard it was for people to clearly see the fighting situation between Luo Qinghan and Hong Chen, they could only hear the sound of swords clashing in the smoke and dust, suddenly like a rain shower falling to the ground, and suddenly like the lingering sound of a bell, slowly and urgently,
It is relaxed and relaxed, as if several musicians are playing alternately and continuously with all their strength.
The purple-clothed guards on the ground helped each other stand up, and some short Jiang He gang members stood up on tiptoes. Although everyone could not see the movements of those two people, they all stared at them without saying a word or blinking.
A cloud of smoke and dust, as if just listening to the sound can conjure up an intense scene in your mind.
Suddenly, the sound in the smoke and dust stopped abruptly, and the long street fell into silence. There were obviously many people standing, but it seemed as if there was no one in the empty valley.
When the dust gradually fell but had not yet dispersed, people could vaguely see two figures standing opposite each other about a few feet apart. The taller one among them shook his body and jumped to the side like a flying magpie on the ground.
The eaves of the pavilion, with another step, disappeared into the vast night.
The other person swayed, but fell headfirst to the ground.
Ji Cha quickly stepped forward and caught Hong Chen. He saw that the gray clothes that had only been cut open by Zhongtuozi had turned into strands of cloth hanging on his body. Looking closer, he saw that
Seeing that Hong Chen's whole body was covered with extremely fine sword marks, from his neck to his chest, from his waist and abdomen to his thighs, there were many small wounds. I don't know if there were hundreds or thousands of them, and bright red blood was oozing out.
Blood beads.
Hong Chen had lost consciousness when he fell. At this moment, he closed his eyes and let go of his hands. The empty mountain knife fell to the ground and shattered into a pile of powder.
Ji Cha picked up Hong Chen and raised his head to leave, but found that Tianyun Sanmeng had surrounded him without knowing it.
Yu Wenmeng was choked by the remaining dust in the air and coughed twice. He raised his hand to blow his nose and said, "Stop resisting in vain. The commander has done his best to save this kid's life. Take him and follow us."
Let’s go.”
Seeing Ji Cha gritting his teeth and raising his eyebrows, with a look of hostility, Yu Wenmeng said again: "The Emperor of Dayu is a man of divine literature, holy martial arts, wise and wise, has the virtue of being good at life, and cherishes talents, so he has been assigned to Yisi for us to use in the rivers and lakes.
Use your talents to serve the court and serve the world
For the welfare of the people. You are still young, you will not do too many bad things, and you have good skills. As long as you sincerely abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side, the Guiyi Division is willing to give you the opportunity to redeem your merits. If you perform well, you can join the Guiyi Division in the future.
It’s not impossible.”
"Pooh!"
Ji Cha spat at Yuwenmeng's face. Yuwenmeng ducked his head, but two more silver needles flew out from Ji Cha's sleeves and pierced his face. Yuwengang on the other side suddenly hit him with a halberd.
Lifting up, he knocked off the silver needle from the side. Yuwen Meng's warm expression disappeared in an instant, and his face darkened gloomily: "If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink!"
Before he finished speaking, Yu Wenyong's copper hammer swept towards Ji Cha's lower plate. Ji Cha kicked off the ground and flew to avoid the copper hammer, but was almost hit by a long golden mace on his shoulder. Fortunately, he drew back in time and only the hammer on his shoulder was hit.
clothes were smashed
It was smashed to pieces. Surrounded by three people, the space for moving around was limited, not to mention holding Hong Chen in his arms and a heavy bamboo basket on his back? He dodged two moves, but it was difficult to resist the next attack.
Avoid them all.
Ji Cha thought honestly, "If I had known better, I wouldn't have come to save him." Suddenly he heard a gust of wind blowing through the air, and then he saw a slender gun shaft lying between him and the incoming halberd, "Tara"
One flick bounced the halberd blade away.
"Zha Yugui, are you looking for death?"
Yuwen shouted loudly and waved his mace to intercept the path of the spear, but his body was shaken back several steps.
Zha Yugui continued to flick the gun at Yu Wengang, glanced at Ji Cha from the corner of his eye, and shouted: "Why don't you run away?"
There were two less people around him. Ji Cha suddenly felt relaxed. After ducking past Yu Wenyong, he quickly used his Qinggong to leap out, only to find that the purple-clothed guards had surrounded him again. Within a few steps, there was someone there.
Arrows like locusts were shot at him.
But the formation of the purple guards suddenly became chaotic again - Ji Cha took a closer look and saw a group of Jianghe gang members in yellow shirts and blue trousers rushing into the crowd of purple guards. Zhang Zichui was still at the forefront, shouting: "Oh!
Oh, let's catch the demon sect thief quickly, don't let him escape!" However, the Jianghe gang only focused on pushing and shoving the purple guards, which suddenly gave the crowd a break.
Ji Cha finally found a way to break out of the encirclement. While the purple guards were busy, he jumped into the sky above the heads of the crowd. He first touched the person's shoulder with his left toe, and then touched the person's head with his right toe. After several attempts, he finally reached the point.
The rooftops began to swish among the pavilions, heading straight towards the river, covering half the city in one go.
With his internal strength gradually weakening, Ji Cha thought that the purple guards were far away, so he fell back to the street.
Hong Chen was still unconscious in his arms. Ji Cha shook his head without waking him up, then put his hands on his heart and wrists, his brows gradually furrowed.
Hong Chen's heartbeat and pulse are normal, but there is no internal energy flowing in the meridians. Anyone who practices martial arts and develops true energy will always have a stream of "qi" constantly "jumping" in the meridians, just like blood circulation.
For a master of internal energy like Hong Chen, it is normal for the true energy in his body to flow like a river.
"Could it be that fighting Luo Qinghan exhausted all his internal energy?" Ji Cha was even more surprised. "In other words, if the internal energy had not been exhausted, the outcome would not have been determined at all? Luo Qinghan is a 'sword mad',
The top master who became famous all over the world ten years ago, his martial arts skills are almost on par with the leaders of the top ten sects, and he has to rely on his internal strength to defeat him?" He looked at Hong Chen with more curiosity.
Where did you get your martial arts skills at such an age?
After resting for a while, Ji Cha regained some strength and continued to rush to the river with Hong Chen in his arms. He didn't even think about stealing new clothes and changing his disguise. After all, it was too conspicuous to bring a big living person with him, so he might as well do it as soon as possible.
When you get to the river, it's best to find a boat and escape.
Before reaching the city gate, the sound of galloping horses suddenly came from the street. Ji Cha looked wary. When he turned around, he had already held three silver needles in his hand. But when he saw the man on horseback, he took the silver needles out again.
lay down.
Two horses came, with a man sitting on each one. One was bald and the other had a big beard; one was carrying a spear and the other was carrying a long stick; they were Zha Yugui and Ma Sihai.
"Mount!"
As the two horses approached, Zha Yugui shouted, then jumped onto the other horse and sat behind Ma Sihai.
Ji Cha flew onto the horse and placed Hong Chen in front of him. Then he galloped and followed Zha Yugui and Ma Sihai to the city gate.
The city gate had been closed, and there were government guards on patrol at night. When they saw someone rushing to the door, they came to stop them with swords. Ma Sihai urged his horse to go over, and he and Zha Yugui stick fired guns, knocking down all the dozen or so officers and soldiers, and then dismounted and pushed them away.
City gate. Four people rode two horses and rushed out of the city gate, arriving at the pier in a short time.
There were many resting boats moored on the river. Zha Yugui glanced at the river surface and selected a boat docked. He dismounted, walked over and jumped into the cabin. After a few breaths, there was "bang bang bang bang" in the cabin.
" Six or seven big men flew out from the ground. They all fell to the shore and cried out in pain. Zha Yugui opened the boat curtain and said: "There is no one here, get on the boat quickly."
Ji Cha carried Hong Chen and boarded the boat. When he walked to the deck, he heard the familiar voices of the big men who were thrown out of the boat. He turned around and looked over. They happened to be the hunters who were in the same boat when they came to Wuyun City. Even the boatman
It was the one at that time who touched his arms, threw a handful of silver over, and said, "That's enough to buy this boat." With the little bit of silver, he could only buy a paddle and a plank.
"You rob ships and give them money, but you don't give enough money. You really don't look like a member of the Huangtian Sect."
As soon as Ji Cha entered the cabin, he heard what Zha Yugui said and immediately retorted: "I don't look like a member of the Huangtian Sect. Do you look like..." Then he realized that he had said the wrong thing and changed his words: "What Huangtian?"
Teach, I have never heard of it.”
Zha Yugui laughed and said, "There's no need to cover up. If you weren't from the Huangtian Sect, I wouldn't save you."
"Why do you need to save me? I can run away by myself." Ji Cha didn't want to accept Cha Yugui's feelings, so he gently put down Hong Chen in his arms, and then couldn't help but knock Hong Chen on the head.
, and then said, "If it weren't for him, I would have run away long ago."
Zha Yugui's tone suddenly became very serious: "The Netherworld Ghost Palm is a secret martial art that can only be practiced by senior officials of the Huangtian Sect or their direct descendants. And if you save him regardless of danger, then his identity is probably still there
Is it possible that above you is the Emperor of this generation?"