Lanke Chess Edge

There were 7 people on the fleeing side, all of them wearing night clothes. One of them, the tallest one, held a wild goose ling knife and frequently fought against the faster chasing enemies behind him to cover his companions to escape.

"Dangdangdang..."

The tall man turned around while jumping and blocked three darts. The blade and the iron darts struck a string of sparks in the night. Using the momentum brought by the darts, he jumped to a tree and stretched his legs. Speed ​​up and run away.

There were more than a dozen pursuers, all of whom were very light-hearted, biting the man in black in front of them, and occasionally hitting the front with darts and even the gravel picked up in the mountains, but most of them were blocked by the man in black at the end. Down.

"Xiang Feng, hand over the sword intent note and leave you all dead!"

At the same time that a man in a white shirt shouted this sentence, he stepped on a tree with all his strength and rushed forward, and a nine-section steel whip was already shaking like a poisonous snake and swung forward.

"Fuck your mother's farts, I will definitely kill your wife and daughter after playing with them all in the future!"

"When~"

The black-clothed man blocked this and borrowed strength from the tree next to him, but the white-clothed man behind him hit his nine-section whip with his left hand, causing the swayed steel whip to turn around like a poisonous snake and chase the black-clothed man away.

"Looking for death!"

"boom…"

The steel whip directly blasted a small piece of the tree body, the sawdust flying and disturbing the line of sight, and the two people's power-charging right hands popped out like bows at the same time.

Whizzing…

"When..." "Pfft..."

A dart hurriedly blocked a dart, and the blood flower exploded. The strong man in black was finally injured and hit a dart in his left shoulder.

But the steel whip was still sweeping in front of him like a long stick and sometimes like a snake, causing the man in black to sweat.

"Drink~"

Yun Zuzhen qi madly swings the knife.

"Clap clap clap clap..."

A large number of branches were cut off by the black-clothed man named Xiang Feng. He stretched out his legs and kicked the branches to the back. He didn't dare to delay any longer, and tried his best to escape forward.

The man in black originally thought that the stealing of the Jianyi Tie would be a matter of hand, but he never thought that the dead old man from the Fan family was still alive and strong.

The remaining 11 thieves fled after they got the Jianyi note. Seeing that the old man was killed by the bandits, the Fan family seemed to be going crazy. I will also tell you everything that the Fan family has painstakingly comprehended over the years.

For a time, the martial arts of Dingyuan Mansion was surging, and all the masters gathered to chase down and kill the 13 thieves in Yandi.

"Jianyi Note" was left by Zuo Kuangzu, a peerless master who was known as the Sword Fairy in the past, on his deathbed. The text in it contains some of Zuo Kuangsu's swordsmanship and sword intent, and it directly refers to the burial and burial before his death. The place of swords, the rumors of martial arts: You can find the tomb of Zuo Kuangtu, and get the secrets of his peerless martial arts and the clear shadow of the sword.

Everyone did not expect that the "Jian Yi Tie", which once set off a bloodbath in the martial arts, was actually hidden in the Fan family in Dingyuan, let alone that the Fan family would make the news public for revenge.

At this moment, the fighters who are chasing are all vying for the first place, and this group of people has already fought several times after finding the remaining 11 thieves, reducing them to 7 thieves. Before the state masters came to join in the fun, they took down the sword meaning posts together.

And for the Fan family's promise, the 13 thieves in Yandi must also die!

. . .

The man in black became more anxious as he escaped. He originally planned to use the mountains and forests to escape the pursuit, but none of the dozen or so people in the back were mediocre.

In fact, quite a few men in black in front were injured, and now Xiang Feng, who was in the lead, was also hit by a dart, and the situation was even more critical.

"Brother, we can't go on like this, we can't consume them!"

"Damn it, **** Fan Tong, you're going to cause us trouble when you die! If you can't do it, you'll fight at the front!"

The leading man in black grabbed the scroll in his arms fiercely, and jumped to a relatively open rocky mountain in front of him, raising the scroll in his hand high.

The other men in black fell behind him and gasped.

"You bunch of mad dogs, don't you just want Jian Yi Tie, if you push us into a hurry, I will tear up the broken words!!"

While speaking, Xiang Feng had already pulled away the copybook that had been rolled up.

At the rear, the chasing masters landed nearby one after another, and the same group of men in black were separated by a distance of two meters.

The man in the white shirt sneered.

"I still want to struggle when I die, and what about destroying the calligraphic treasure left by Zuo Jianxian, as long as the generals of the Fan family have learned the experience for many years, the same is true!"

"Hehehe, Jiang Chongli, you can think so, do the people around you know? If the Fan family's insight was useful, they would have gone to find Zuo Kuangtu's peerless swordsmanship and magic weapons by themselves?"

With the man in black sneering, there was a brief silence between the two parties.

This time, Xiang Feng didn't want to really take Jianyi Tie away. He just wanted to run away. He was about to say something when suddenly the mountain wind picked up.

woo~~~~~~woo~~~~~~

The strong wind whipped up the leaves and dust, making the night darker. Xiang Feng's hand suddenly loosened, and the copybook was swept into the air by the wind.

"not good!"

"Sword Intention Post!"

"Come here!!"

The pursuers immediately vacated many people and jumped up to grab the sword intent post.

As soon as Xiang Feng's secret hatred arose, he suddenly realized that it was an opportunity, and led many black-clothed bandits to leap back quietly, and escaped by the gust of wind and the chaos of chasing and snatching the sword.

In the glade, a number of good players jumped up to **** it, and some people even started to attack others in the air, wanting to grab the Jianyi Tie first.

It's a pity that this gust of wind is very strange, and the sword intent post is actually pulled up in vain when it is about to be touched by the white clothed guest, and it is directly swept into the sky.

woo~~~~~~woo~~~~~~

More fallen leaves and twigs and dust were swept up, and the crowd of knights also reached the limit of leaping lightly, and they fell one after another. When they looked up into the air, the copybooks had disappeared into the night, and the ground had lost the traces of the remaining bandits.

"Damn it! It's terrible!!"

"Hey, it fell short!"

"This wind is too evil!"

"Are you still chasing?"

"Hmph, let's find the sword intent post first!"

For the sake of safety, a group of Jianghu tourists were divided into two groups and pursued in two possible directions.

. . .

On an unnamed peak in Niukui Mountain, Lu Shanjun was lying lazily at the entrance of the cave. There was a relatively small copybook in the tiger's palm, which was a copy of Jianyi that he rolled up when he was passing somewhere in the mountain before.

Sharp fingernails gently pushed aside the copybook, and the slightly yellowed paper scroll contained hundreds of characters, iron paintings and silver hooks.

"Nice word! Unfortunately, it's not too unusual."

Although the word has the meaning of sternness, it has no spiritual energy. It is indeed left by the so-called "Sword Immortal" of ordinary warriors, but the tiger who was just about to open its mouth to swallow it suddenly stopped.

'The words are good words! ’

Thinking of this, the huge tiger slowly got up and rushed into the forest with the breeze.

After more than an hour, it was close to a mountain col in Ning'an County. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

A red fox had its tail stepped on by a huge tiger claw almost as big as its body.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Chihu's body was stiff and shivering, and he didn't dare to struggle too much. Instead, he turned around carefully and very humanely, with his two front claws together as if to make a pleading with a tiger.

Lu Shanjun raised his tiger mouth slightly, revealing terrifying fangs.

"Hehe, I already knew that you, a fox, had already developed intelligence, and I also knew that you often went down the mountain to Ning'an County to steal chickens and ducks from farmhouses. Have you ever seen a blind master who once lived in the temple of Waifeng Mountain?"

"Uuuuuu..."

The fox nodded without any resistance.

"It's good to know, do something for me."

After speaking, a roll of copybook floated out from the tiger's mouth, wrapped around a thin rope intertwined with tiger hair, and hung directly on the back of the red fox to hide under the red hair.

"You go to Narcissus Town and Ning'an County to find Mr. Ji for me. If you can find Mr. Ji, give this copybook to him on my behalf. If you have my hair on your body, Mr. Ji won't do anything to you, but remember not to be reckless. Sir, be quiet, have you recorded it?"

I found Mr. Ji's residence and gave this copybook to Mr. Ji for me. Mr. Ji is blind, but he is an expert in the world.

"Woooooo!"

The red fox only dared to respond weakly.

Lu Shanjun's tiger eyes narrowed, showing satisfaction, and let go of the tiger's claws.

"Very good, this is also your good fortune, whether you can find Mr. or not, don't be smart, go ahead!"

The red fox took a few steps tremblingly, looked back at the fierce tiger in the mountain, and then sped up its limbs, scurrying into the forest.

Watching the red fox disappear, Lu Shanjun pondered in his heart that sending calligraphy and painting should not be considered a cliché.