Because he stayed at Liudao Villa for several days, Xu Ming planned to go south via the waterway in Lishui City and did not want to stay here.

It just so happened that we didn’t have to go to Quanjun City after going down the mountain, which avoided some trouble.

Of course, now, whether it is Quanjun City or Lishui City, there are his enemies.

The Zhao family and Jingdaomen.

But Xu Ming knew that the revenge of the Jingdao Sect would not be in Lishui City. It would most likely come before he arrived. The specific time was unknown.

On this day, there was heavy snow on the road, and Xu Ming had difficulty moving forward.

If this continues, it may take ten days and a half to reach Lishui City, which greatly slows down Xu Ming's pace.

The snow was falling heavily, and even though the swordsman in blue, wearing a bamboo hat and a sword at his waist, was very good at lightness skills, he still left some deep and shallow footprints on the thick snow.

Xu Ming couldn't help but scold his mother as he walked hard, but because it was too cold, he folded his hands on his chest and didn't want to speak.

After finally walking through that extremely difficult road, I finally saw a wine shop on the roadside. Although it was not large, it was enough to provide shelter from the wind and rain.

This made Xu Ming overjoyed. He took out his wine bottle and drank a few sips of it to keep his body warm.

In fact, there is still a lot of good wine provided by Xie Fengshan. Even though he has been out of Liudao Villa for two days, and even though he drinks frequently because the weather is too cold, there is still a lot left.

The wine shop was built under the wind and snow, and it probably didn't do much business. When he walked in, the boss came out to greet the guests.

Xu Ming stepped across the threshold in one step, shook off the snow on his body, looked around, and found that there were quite a few guests inside. There were eight tables in total, and now five tables were occupied.

Xu Ming exhaled a breath and quickly found a place to sit down and said: "Boss, bring me some hot noodle soup, add more chopped green onion, no need for wine, I will bring my own."

"Okay!" The boss agreed and hurried to the kitchen to get busy.

Many people looked over, but quickly put it away. Everyone knows that observing others for too long is taboo in the world, as it will make others think that one is up to no good.

If you are not desperate, who would want to fight to the death with a person who has no grudges or hatred?

The preparation of hot noodle soup is not complicated, so it was quickly put on the table, and the boss did it himself. There was indeed a pile of appetizing green onions on top.

Xu Ming gave a thumbs up and grinned: "Boss, you are so proud!"

The shopkeeper was a shy man. Hearing this, he just nodded awkwardly and went back to work in the kitchen.

It must be that the wind and snow are too noisy now, and everyone has become lazy. Usually, small places like this are the most popular, but this time it seems a bit quiet.

After eating a bowl of hot noodle soup, all the coldness that had accumulated in his body was shaken out of his body by shaking his shoulders, making him feel refreshed.

Xu Ming exhaled, rubbed his hands, and planned to wait here until the snow subsided before starting again.

It was also at this time that new guests came outside, and there were two of them.

The boss, who was hiding behind the counter to settle accounts, ran out to greet him as usual.

The two guests each carried heavy knives behind them. They were larger than ordinary young men, so they were very eye-catching.

Compared to when Xu Ming came here, the two people's eyes converged more intensively.

Even Xu Ming was attracted, but when he saw these two people, he became less calm.

These two people were none other than Qin Heng, his defeated general at Liu Dao Villa, and the leader of the Jing Dao Sect. After asking around, I found out that his name was Liu Dongyi.

Of these two people, one is an outstanding martial arts genius who is just shy of reaching the late stage of the Qi Yang Realm, and the other is an experienced old man in the late stage of the Qi Yang Realm.

Xu Ming reached out and lowered the hat slightly, covering half of his face.

Liu Dongyi placed a few copper plates on the table: "Bring a pot of wine and two bowls of noodles."

Probably because these two people were more powerful, the shopkeeper was more frightened and a little more serious than when receiving others.

This pair of nephews from the Jingdao Sect happened to be sitting at the table next to Xu Ming.

Xu Ming looked normal on the surface, but in his heart he had already cursed, wondering why these two guys were so haunted?

He has been staying at the villa for more than a month. Shouldn't these two people be waiting for him near Lishui City?

Fortunately, everyone's wandering eyes were now glancing at these two people, so their actions did not attract so much attention.

Xu Ming gently placed a few coins on the table and walked out the door silently.

This move was nothing, and no one noticed it.

However, Qin Heng and Liu Dongyi turned their attention here. The former grinned and showed his yellow teeth: "Are you leaving in such a hurry? Do you want to wait a little longer?"

Xu Ming, who had been moving forward, paused.

Qin Heng continued: "When we finish eating the noodles and drinking the wine, it won't be too late to start making gestures again."

Xu Ming twisted his waist and without looking in that direction, he pulled out the Heavenly Sword without hesitation and extended the sword from top to bottom.

The sword intent rose like a tide, so that bursts of air quickly arose in this small room.

The heavy sword on Liu Dongyi's back was unsheathed and placed across the table, blocking Xu Ming's sword. Then he suddenly exerted force, shocking the latter half a step back.

But Liu Dongyi, who clearly had the upper hand, was a little surprised: "I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for a month. Your cultivation level has improved a bit. It seems that you were right not to leave earlier."

The shopkeeper in the distance was trembling as he brought two bowls of noodles and left quickly.

Qin Heng took a sip of noodle soup and felt comfortable all over, and then slowly said: "I remember the sword you gave me at Liu Dao Villa, and I will return it to you."

Xu Ming sighed softly and took two steps back mindlessly: "We are not a powerful person who is powerful in the world. I have hidden myself like this, but I didn't expect that you would still find me."

"It can only be said that God asked us to come to kill you, but we were just looking for a place to drink, so I bumped into you." Qin Heng sneered again and again.

After saying that, he glanced at the place where Xu Ming was sitting: "Why are you in a hurry? Sit down first."

"Anyway, in this situation, you can't leave even if you want to."

Xu Ming took off his bamboo hat and hung it around his neck. The bamboo hat just stuck to his back. He shrugged, spit on the ground, and snorted disdainfully: "I fight with you and I have to wait for you to eat? Do you really think I am?

Fool?"

"Then you want to fight now?" Liu Dongyi stood up with a heavy knife in his hand.

The Jingdao Sect's sword skills are notoriously domineering. The heavier the sword, the better it can display this artistic conception. Therefore, the swords of the disciples in the sect all start at least eighty kilograms.

Those who cannot handle a sword are incompetent and are not even qualified to practice sword skills.

Under the small wine shop, the two sides faced off, swords drawn and crossbows drawn.

Xu Ming's height is not short, but he is slightly thin. Liu Dongyi was tall in his youth, but even as he got older, he still hasn't shrunk much, so there is still a physical gap between the two.

The two looked at each other angrily and were about to fight if they disagreed.

As a result, Xu Ming smiled slightly, sheathed his sword, cursed, turned around and ran out the door:

"I'm just a fool to fight with you. I can't beat you. Why should I be left waiting to die?"

Liu Dongyi was stunned for a moment, then became angry and rushed out the door. This guy was fooling him into thinking he was a fool!

Xu Ming rushed out of the door in an instant without caring about his direction. He stepped on the snow, leaving a heavy footprint, and flew away towards the distance.

After all, Liu Dongyi was a veteran martial artist, so of course he was not far behind. Following him, a bright sword light burst out from a long distance away.

Xu Ming dodged sideways, and when he landed, he looked back and saw that the old man had already held a knife in both hands and jumped down from a high place.

So he quickly rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding it and then quickly stood up, grabbed the white snow on the ground with both hands and threw it forward.

Liu Dongyi broke through these deceptions with a wave of his hand and said with a smile: "Do you really think I am a three-year-old child? Don't use these little tricks to embarrass me."

As a result, before he finished speaking, Xu Ming in the distance used his leaf-sweeping leg, which was so powerful that it directly rolled up a large piece of white snow and smashed it down like a tsunami.

Liu Dongyi was startled for a moment, but after he realized what he was doing, he cut the "Lang Tao" in half with one knife.

When everything calmed down, I happened to see the back of the swordsman in blue shirt who had arrived in the distance.

The leader of Jingdao Sect snorted coldly and followed him again.

In his opinion, the boy named Xu today was already in a situation where death was inevitable.

As long as Xu Ming is not allowed to use the sword he used at Liudao Villa that day, he has no chance of winning today.

While we were chasing each other here, Qin Heng was still eating noodles unhurriedly at the wine shop, and burped after finishing his portion.

He looked around and found that the people around him were looking at him in awe. He looked back and murmured to himself: "Forget it, my uncle may not come back anyway. It's a shameful waste."

So under the eyes of everyone, this martial arts genius from Jingdao Sect continued to eat noodles, turning a blind eye to what was happening outside.

Of course, the people present did not know his identity, but judging from the strength of the sword, he was not too weak.

Maybe there is someone here who has the strength to confront them head-on, and is not willing to provoke them, choosing to wait and see what happens.

For Qin Heng, Xu Ming must die, and he must die in his own hands, otherwise his state of mind will be flawed and unable to be perfect.

Of course, after that day's battle, did he really think that he had gained nothing?

Yes, although Qin Heng was trapped in that sword and couldn't extricate himself, it didn't mean that he didn't have other insights.

In the long run, Xu Ming's martial arts will not be perfected unless he kills him. Even if he gets a chance now, the gain will still outweigh the loss.

But looking at it now, that battle helped him a lot.

Because from that day on, he practiced with great concentration near Liudao Villa, felt the situation at that time, and successfully broke through that barrier.

Qin Heng placed the second bowl of noodles on it. It was already empty, not even the soup was left.

He stood up slowly, put away the drinks he bought, and walked straight out of the wine shop.
To be continued...