Just when the Shura Knife was hesitating, there was a sudden "snap" sound.
It turned out that the sword in the hand of a soldier suddenly broke for no reason, and the broken sword fell to the ground with a "choking". Then, a continuous "crack" sound was heard, and the swords in the hands of two more soldiers broke from it and fell to the ground.
The three masters with broken swords were holding the remaining broken blades, their faces were pale, and their legs began to tremble.
Chu Lang was shocked when he saw this situation.
The hand holding the handle of the Shura Sword slowly loosened its grip, and he understood why his subordinate's sword suddenly broke. It was broken by the invisible aura of the umbrella owner.
He can break swords and fold knives without moving his body. This skill is enough to shock people.
Shura Dao looked at the umbrella owner with a strange look, but the umbrella owner still looked at Shura Dao with gentle eyes. His hands were still behind his back, and he still looked calm.
Shura Sword said: "Master Yu Umbrella, today I, Shura Sword, will give you some face. Don't embarrass Miss Zheng."
The owner of the umbrella nodded slightly and said, "Thank you very much, Lord Xiu. I will visit Qianjia City another day and explain the whole story to Lord Long in person, and then apologize."
Seeing this, Zheng Yiqiao hurriedly said to the owner of the umbrella: "Uncle Yu, my mother has fallen into their hands."
Before the owner of the umbrella could speak, Shura Dao said to Zheng Yiqiao in a tone of gloating: "Your mother was so strong that she committed suicide. Please forgive her and accept the change."
When Zheng Yiqiao heard that his mother had committed suicide, she was so sad that she cried "Wow".
The owner of the umbrella also had a sad look on his face. He sighed and said to Zheng Yiqiao: "Oh, it's God's will to be late. Qiao'er, let's go."
After saying that, the umbrella owner stretched out a hand to grab Zheng Yiqiao. Zheng Yiqiao took off from Chu Lang's arms and flew towards the umbrella owner. The umbrella owner stretched out his arm and gently hugged Zheng Yiqiao.
Chu Lang was impressed by the umbrella owner's martial arts skills. Chu Lang then thought again, Yu Canhen left with Zheng Yiqiao, what should he do?
The Shura Sword ate him alive!
Thinking about it carefully, Chu Lang couldn't help blurting out: "What should I do!"
The owner of the umbrella ignored Chu Lang, and the oil-paper umbrella rotating under his feet began to rise with him.
Shura Dao hated Chu Lang so much at this moment. If Chu Lang hadn't interfered with him, he would have captured Zheng Yiqiao long ago. There wouldn't have been any trouble. Shura Dao said to Chu Lang resentfully: "Yes, what should you do!"
Shura Knife prepared to cut Chu Lang into pieces to vent his resentment.
Chu Lang raised his neck and looked at the rising umbrella. The umbrella was rising, and his heart was falling. Chu Lang's eyes looking up became desperate.
At this moment, the umbrella was more than ten feet high. Zheng Yiqiao looked at the helpless Chu Lang on the ground. She, who was kind-hearted, couldn't bear it anymore. She choked and said to the owner of the umbrella: "Uncle Yu, he saved me after all.
Please take him away too. He and I don’t owe each other anything.”
The owner of the umbrella hesitated for a moment, and then he said to the Shura sword on the ground: "Vice City Lord Xiu, it seems that you have to give me a thin noodles. I'm offended."
As he spoke, the umbrella owner grabbed Chu Lang with his other hand. Chu Lang suddenly felt a force of energy rushing towards his face, and then he was sucked up and flew towards the umbrella owner.
When Chu Lang flew closer, the owner of the umbrella lifted Chu Lang up.
At this moment, Chu Lang looked back at the blue Shura knife on the ground and laughed heartily.
Yu Canhen took Chu Lang and Zheng Yiqiao away under the umbrella.
Watching the umbrella fly away, Shura Dao's face was as cold as ice, and he said bitterly: "The white-bone umbrella is full of scars, one day I will kill you!"
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Yu Canhen flew a few miles with his umbrella, and the oil-paper umbrella began to fall continuously.
At this moment, Yu Canhen held Zheng Yiqiao in one hand and Chu Lang in the other. Zheng Yiqiao turned her face away and did not want to look at Chu Lang. She said to Chu Lang: "I kindly gave you medicine and money, and you also risked your life to save me. Originally
It's all good...but you want to kill me to survive. You let me down so much, and now we are clean. I don't want to see you again. Just take care of yourself..."
At this time, the umbrella was less than a foot away from the ground, so Yu Canhen threw Chu Lang towards the ground.
Chu Lang's body flipped in the air and landed on the ground.
The umbrella floated away with Yu Canhen and Qiaoer. Chu Lang looked up at Zheng Yiqiao who kept disappearing from sight and smiled bitterly to himself.
"Miss Zheng, don't blame me. If I didn't do that, we would have been finished..."
Qiaoer was rescued by Yu Canhen, and the dog escaped. Chu Lang was very happy.
Chu Lang headed out of the mountain. Just as he was about to leave the mountain, Chu Lang heard an unusual noise behind him.
Chu Lang suddenly turned around and saw a man covered in blood standing a few feet away.
The man's hair was as messy as weeds, his face was covered with scars, and his two eye sockets were black holes without eyeballs. He was the insane, blind old man.
Chu Lang saw that the blind old man's figure was unstable and trembling, and his abdomen was even more bloody.
The blind old man fought with the Shura Sword in the mountain col, and was seriously injured by the Shura Sword. Especially, the Shura Sword penetrated his abdominal cavity, injuring his internal organs. The wound was still bleeding at this moment. The old man was lucky to be alive until now.
The blind old man also rushed towards Chu Lang, shouting.
"If you still chase me, I will kill all of you devils...kill them all..."
The blind man struck Chu Lang with a palm, but Chu Lang dodged. The blind old man was so seriously injured that Chu Lang didn't want to conflict with him, so he shouted to the blind old man: "Dad, stop it, I'm Ping'er."
ah……"
At this moment, the blind old man struck out with another palm. Hearing Chu Lang's cry, the blind old man withdrew the palm forcefully.
The blind old man said to Chu Lang: "Are you really a mediocre person?"
In order to make the blind old man believe that he was "Ping'er", Chu Lang said in a horrified tone: "General Meng is dead, King Tiger and Head Shen are also dead... It's snowing so hard, the child is so cold, what should dad do...
…”
After hearing this, the blind old man believed that Chu Lang was "Ping'er". The blind old man suddenly became excited and held Chu Lang tightly in his arms.
Chu Lang didn't struggle. At this moment, he just wanted to comfort the blind old man so that he wouldn't show his weakness and run away at the opportunity.
The blind old man hugged Chu Lang tightly and said in a frantic tone: "Ping'er... don't be afraid, dad still has one breath, and he will let you live even if he fights to the death. Remember... after you escape, go find the River King.
, tell the River King that this is not a legend, they really exist... They collect and study the martial arts of various sects, they infiltrate everywhere, including the imperial court, and they provoke vendettas from all forces... They are laying out a plan. In a few years, the situation will be solved.
Once the cloth is ready, they will attack. Ping'er, although dad has no eyeballs now, I seem to see the world in chaos and bloodshed..."