When Tu Fang and Tu Fang saw Jiang Yichen's Hundred-Step Flying Sword and Meteor Strike, Pao Bing, who was in the back, dodged behind Tu Fang's body and kicked him hard in the hip, causing him to lose his balance first and then become confused.
Fang Cun, without any defensive posture, used his huge body as a human shield to resist Jiang Yichen's killing move.
How could Tu Fang expect that Pao Bing would be so vicious and unjust, and would harm him? The moment he was approached by Baibu Feijian, his defense was broken, and his head was completely exposed to the light of the sword.
Even though Tu Fang had practiced skin-bag skills, his forehead was still a vital point, so how could he compete with a sharp knife?
Poof!
The flying sword was ruthless and unstoppable. It had already penetrated Tu Fang's life gate without giving Tu Fang any chance to escape and beg for mercy.
Seeing that his plan was successful, Pao Bing jumped up with both feet and pushed his huge body towards Jiang Yichen who was flying towards him like a meteor.
Jiang Yichen couldn't stop his momentum. Seeing this situation, he had no choice but to deflect his sword, but in the end it still penetrated Tu Fang's left arm.
Tu Fang's huge body suddenly lost control and rested completely on Jiang Yichen, like a mountain bearing down on him. Jiang Yichen could only hold on to not be pushed down and watched the cook Bing flee away.
What slid down from the body was the red silk that was like a dye vat, dazzling and bright red. Jiang Yichen closed his eyes tightly, kicked his feet and used all his strength to pull out the two swords from the huge body. Pieces of cherry red were splashed in all directions.
There was a muffled roar, and Tu Fang's eyes widened in anger. He couldn't believe what happened, but he gradually lost his life and lay quietly on the blood-stained ground, watching and questioning the sky.
It turned out that when Pao Bing saw that the three of them were not bad at fighting, but they suffered setbacks one after another in front of this inconspicuous young man, and even lost one of their lives, he retreated in his heart and had the intention of leaving, but he knew that Jiang Yichen would never do it.
He would let them escape. If he wanted to escape, he could only leave one person behind and fight like Zhong Gui to entangle and contain them. He had a plan in mind and did not tell Tu Fang Ming, but cooperated with the anger.
Tu Fang fiercely attacked Jiang Yichen, and after missing the opportunity again, he immediately decided to betray Tu Fang to get a chance to escape for himself. Only then did he have this betrayal friend to ask for his life...
After meditating and adjusting his breath to regain his strength, Jiang Yichen buried the two dead people hastily for peace of mind, and then walked towards Master Xuankong and his disciple Xuankong who had been lying on the side since the beginning.
"Tao, fellow Taoist..." Xiao Xuankong was the first to come to his senses. Seeing Jiang Yichen's blood-stained clothes, he was a little panicked. "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for saving your life. My master and disciple are very grateful."
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"Ouch, ha..." Suddenly there was movement behind Xiao Xuankong, and with this lengthy cry, Xiao Xuankong's master finally woke up.
"It doesn't matter, what on earth did you see that forced these three people to hunt you down like this?" Jiang Yichen ignored the bloated Taoist behind him and looked at Xiao Xuankong with a solemn expression.
"My master and I were originally going to the village to purchase some ingredients and go back to the mountain. Not far from Sanfengtai, we met a group of people at a three-way intersection. They seemed to be chasing people from the Wuxiang Sect. We were afraid that we would suffer unprovoked consequences.
He quickly turned around and ran away. Unexpectedly, he was spotted, and the three men chased him, and then bumped into fellow Taoist fellows and came to the rescue." Xiao Xuankong originally looked up at Jiang Yichen, but scratched him as he spoke.
He slowly lowered his head and looked at the ground.
"It turns out that you and your master are responsible for the cooking in Wudang, and you are going to Tai Chi Village." Jiang Yichen first held his chin in thought, and then asked.
"There is only one village like this within a radius of ten miles." Xiao Xuankong raised his head and returned.
"Where is the Wuxiang Sect? Where did it come from, and how could it be that you were hunted down by Danxia Villa?" Jiang Yichen had never heard of the name of this sect, so he thought it was not a big sect.
"The Wuxiang Sect is a small sect in the Qingpine Forest. I don't know the specific situation of the sect and why it was hunted down by people from Danxia Villa." Xiao Xuankong still scratched his head, looking apologetic.
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"That's it, that's fine. Are you still going to the Tai Chi Village?" Jiang Yichen glanced at the big man behind Xiao Xuankong and asked.
"No, I'm not going." Finally, the bloated Taoist priest responded, raised his hand and said vaguely.
"This fellow Taoist, poor Taoist Yuan Kui, and young disciple Xuan Kong, thank you for saving your life." After a while, Yuan Kui finally stood up from the ground, straightened his clothes, pulled Xiao Xuankong and stood beside him,
He bowed respectfully and thanked Jiang Yichen.
"Taoist Master, you are very polite. Wudang is kind to me. This matter should not be taken seriously." Jiang Yichen also returned the greeting.
"Oh, since you are destined to be in Wudang, fellow Taoist, then you will listen to Pindao's words and return to Wudang with Pindao for a day's rest. Don't go ahead and get into trouble. It's not good luck." Yuan Kui stepped forward and stopped him.
Jiang Yichen held his hand and spoke with great concern and sincerity.
In fact, the scene in the Hall of Supreme Harmony yesterday was too chaotic. Yuan Kui did not notice Jiang Yichen's arrival, and he did not know about Jiang Yichen's affairs in Wudang. He only thought that Wudang might have had some kindness to this young man in the past, so he ordered him to rescue him.
, this young man had a predestined relationship with Wudang and was kind to himself. Out of good intentions, he wanted to take the young man back to Wudang to temporarily avoid the trouble ahead.
"Does the Taoist priest know the stakes involved?" Jiang Yichen asked when he saw that Yuan Kui seemed to know what was going on.
Yuan Kui knew what Jiang Yichen was asking, but he really didn't know the truth. He only had a guess in his mind, and was worried that Jiang Yichen would go out into the muddy water out of curiosity, so he shook his head and sighed and said that he didn't know anything.
What happened just now made Jiang Yichen not very fond of the cowardly and coward Yuan Kui, but seeing that he was sincere and sincere, he chose to remain silent because he really didn't want to see him get into trouble, so he couldn't ask for anything more.
"Thank you Taoist Priest for your concern. I feel really uneasy, so I have to go and have a look ahead. You can go back to Wudang first." Jiang Yichen pushed away Kai Yuankui's hand and said.
"So, fellow Taoist, please be careful." Yuan Kui tried his best, but seeing that Jiang Yichen didn't pay attention, he stopped forcing him to stay.
After Jiang Yichen clasped his fists and said goodbye, he was about to turn around and leave, but a small white hand grabbed the corner of his clothes.
"What else can Master Xiao Xuankong do?" Jiang Yichen asked.
"Fellow Taoist, please bring this with you. These are Xiaohuoluo Powder and Xiaobuxue Powder that I refined myself. If you take them when you are exhausted and short of breath, you can recover faster." Xiao Xuankong took out a lot of small doses from his arms.
Here comes the medicine pack.
"Thank you, little master." Jiang Yichen did not bother Xiao Xuankong, but carefully put the medicine powder into his arms and solemnly returned the gift with clasped fists.
Just like that, Master Xuankong and his disciples watched Jiang Yichen gallop towards the direction they had just escaped from.
"Master, master, do you think this fellow Taoist will turn disaster into good fortune?" Xuankong asked, pulling on Yuan Kui's lapel.
"Alas, good people rarely live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. I hope so." Yuan Kui sighed.
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Jiang Yichen rode his horse forward and soon ran into the tangled battle group in front of him, and also saw corpses strewn across the road.
There were about thirty people in the fighting group. After careful screening, Jiang Yichen was able to determine which of them might be from Danxia Villa.
There are more than 20 people with mediocre martial arts, some even only have three-legged cat kung fu, they are not tall and powerful, some are even skinny, but the strength of their hands can force others to retreat, and the speed of their attacks is also very slow.
Quick and fast, these people must be ordinary minions like Zhong Gui who took some pills that instantly enhance their strength, right?
One of them had a fat head and big ears, and a small braid on his bald head. He stood out among them. Looking at the fighting spirit, he seemed to enjoy the pleasure of killing.
There were nine other people in different costumes. They were all outnumbered and surrounded by dangers. Some of them were injured and struggling to hold on. They must be those from the Wuxiang Sect.
After figuring out the situation, Jiang Yichen was already close. He immediately reined in his horse, drew his sword and flew to join the battle.
Jiang Yichen rushed directly into the most critical fight and did not hold back. He first drew out his bamboo sword, inserted it into the ground, and erected the "Scenery Gate". Then he showed off his power and knocked down three minions in an instant.
Let it lose its fighting power.
The nine people were overjoyed to see someone helping.
A strong young man who looked like a monk and a girl in red brocade clothes who were in the scene suddenly felt that their strength and speed had been improved, and they also stepped up their efforts to get rid of their opponents as soon as possible to help other companions.
Like a long drought repaying the rain, the sturdy monk immediately raised his head to the sky and roared, a burst of momentum burst out, directly shaking away the three minions who were besieging him, then temporarily put away the big iron rod, condensed his energy and squeezed his palms, and quickly moved his left and right hands alternately,
Wave after wave of palm power flew out and landed directly on each of the minions, overwhelming them like a mountain and making stars appear in their eyes.
The strong monk's power was like a sharp knife cutting through the dead hemp, and he immediately killed five more minions.
Seeing that the situation had taken a turn for the worse, the bald man with a fat head and big ears quickly locked in on the key factors. He unleashed a force like a wild bull running off its reins, knocked away the two people in front of him, swung the sword in his hand, and flew forward with thunderous momentum.