Magical Comprehensive Travel

"This person was seriously injured, who injured him? What happened here just now?" Xiang Liang looked around and asked Tianming.

"I just made a fire and roasted a pheasant, and all of you suddenly rushed over." Tianming held Yuanhong in both hands and pointed at Xiang Liang and the others.

"Roasted pheasant?" Shaoyu looked at the unextinguished fire on the grass, and finally set his eyes on the Yuanhong in Tianming's hand.

Xiang Liang also noticed that the sword was different: "Little guy, where did the sword in your hand come from?"

Tianming said: "Uncle's."

"Who is your uncle?"

"I won't tell you." Tian Tian said truthfully.

At this time, Shaoyu approached Tianming a few steps, and reached out to Tianming: "Show me."

Tianming refused to do it, and said, "Why should I show it to you!"

Although Tianming's mouth is very firm, he has no confidence in his heart. He doesn't know martial arts at all, and Gai Nie is still unconscious. He just hopes to scare the young man in front of him, but obviously Shaoyu is not scared.

Shaoyu took a few steps forward and said with a smile, "I can't refuse?" His tone was full of ridicule.

Tianming saw that this method would not work, and his heart slammed, and he slashed wildly with his sword. Shaoyu's skills were exceptionally agile, easily dodging Tianming's sword, and even performed a few thrilling face-to-face dances.

"Shaoyu, be careful."

"Master, be careful."

Soon, Tianming will be exhausted, but Shaoyu has not yet shot, just when Tianming swings another sword to slash, Shaoyu grabs his wrist, no matter how hard he can swing it. Then Shaoyu raised his right foot and kicked, and Tianming's sword flew out.

Shaoyu stretched out his hand, and the flying sword landed firmly in his hand, and then played a few tricks, it was simply extraordinary and handsome. The people around were also cheering,

"it is good!"

"Young Master, how quickly you can use your bare hands to hit a white blade."

And Tianming had already been subdued by those subordinates, and both hands were caught, but he was still shouting angrily: "Give me the sword quickly."

Xiang Liang looked at the words on the sword: "This looks like Qin's words."

"Qin Guowen? Could it be that this kid is a spy of Qin country? Did he come for our actions?" Shaoyu expressed the doubt in his heart.

Xiang Liang threw it and looked at the sword: "This is not an ordinary sword, and its owner must be unusual."

"Boy, what's your uncle's name?" Shaoyu tried to ask Tianming.

Tianming struggled and scolded, "I won't tell you, you bastards."

Tianming didn't say anything, and Shaoyu had nothing to do. To Xiang Liang, he said, "But judging from that kid's skills, I don't think he's a spy."

Xiang Liang analyzed: "It seems that the fireball just now was a misunderstanding. It should be this kid who roasted a pheasant and accidentally lit the fireworks."

"Accident?" Shaoyu faintly felt that the matter was not that simple, and asked the subordinate behind him: "Who is on duty here today?"

A subordinate said, "It's Aaron."

But at this time, everyone realized that Aaron had not been seen since just now. "It stands to reason that Aaron should stand guard here." Shaoyu realized that there was really an enemy coming.

Just when everyone was different, a person suddenly flew out of the forest, and at the same time, a deep voice sounded: "Is this the person you are looking for?" Listening to the voice should be a big role with strong skills and absolutely difficult to deal with.

When everyone saw that the man who flew out and fell to the ground was Aaron, they panicked: "It's Aaron."

"Aaron was killed".

Xiang Liang quickly reminded: "Everyone pay attention to the enemy."

Shaoyu suddenly became alert, closely watching the surrounding wind and grass. He remembered Fan Zeng's words: "When fighting, the real and the fake are constantly changing." He felt a strong wind blowing from behind, and said vigilantly, "Everyone be careful, the enemy is behind."

As soon as the words fell, the birds in the forest were startled and flew out, and a tall man appeared behind them. This man's face is extremely ferocious, his dark and thick skin is like armor, his body is thicker than a hundred-year-old tree, and when he moves his feet, he feels the mountains shake, and his body and neck are covered with thick iron Chain is locked. When everyone saw the big man, they backed away in fright.

This person is "Sand Flow" Wushuang, one of the four heavenly kings.

As soon as Wushuang appeared, he injured several members of the Xiang clan. Tianming took the opportunity to break free and picked up a roasted pheasant that had fallen from the ground.

"It's okay, it's not broken." Tianming said while brushing the dust off the roasted pheasant with his hands. For Tianming, he doesn't care what enemy comes, he only cares about the pheasant roasted for his uncle.

Tianming was rejoicing, Wushuang seemed to smell the aroma of the roasted pheasant, and opened his mouth to bite the pheasant in Tianming's hand.

"Hurry up!" Shaoyu shouted.

When Tianming came back to his senses, there was only one chicken bone left in his hand.

Tianming's eyes were fixed on the chicken bone. "Uh, uh..."

Tianming yelled angrily, punched Wushuang and kept saying, "All of them are bad guys, give me back my chickens".

As soon as the fist hit the big fist of the Wushuang casserole, it was shocked and flew out, hitting the tree trunk heavily.

"what!". Tianming screamed and fainted immediately.

Shaoyu was also worried by the side, but cursed in his mouth: "The fool who doesn't know whether to live or die."

Wushuang looks extremely clumsy, but he is extremely powerful and cruel. He looked at Shaoyu and his group, and finally focused on Yuanhong in Shaoyu's hand. An indifferent female voice resounded in his ears: "Your target is a person who uses a sword... The sword name is Yuanhong, a very special sword, as long as you see it, you will know it."

Wushuang ran straight towards Shaoyu, the ground shook for a while, and some of the clansmen fell to the ground in fright, and their weapons fell.

"Everyone should protect the young master at all costs, and everyone should set up a defensive formation to block the enemy with all their might." At this moment, a word that shook the hearts of the army came.

It was Fan Zeng who came, he had already arrived, and pointed at Wushuang with his sword. As soon as his order came out, everyone did not make a mess, picked up their weapons, and surrounded the big man in the middle. When Shaoyu saw Fan Zeng coming, he felt a little more at ease.

But where is everyone's unparalleled opponent? The big man waved his hand and raised his foot, and he injured several Xiang clan members. His skin was extremely hard, and the weapons could not cause him any harm at all. If this goes on, Tianming, Shaoyu and others Dangerous.

Xiang Liang also knew that this person was not easy to deal with, so he patted Shaoyu on the shoulder and said, "You should retreat down the mountain, Shaoyu, and let us block it here."

Although Shaoyu is young, he is a very loyal person. It is not his style to back down when facing a battle. He said: "No, I want to be with you." His eyes were firm and could not be rejected.

"Shaoyu, now is not the time to act on your will, don't forget the mission you shoulder." Xiang Liang's words made Shaoyu hesitate a little bit. The mission, he still has the mission of destroying Ying Zheng and revitalizing the state of Chu, and he can't die here.

Fan Zeng was still commanding the tribe to attack, and more and more people died at the hands of the big man, and the situation was extremely critical. Listening to the screams of the brothers who were born to death with him, Shaoyu was extremely conflicted in his heart, but he still retreated first.

At this time, Tianming, who had passed out, woke up, shook his head, and probably understood what happened. Seeing the people of Chu who bullied him being beaten, he gloated a little and said, "Hmph, you bullied me just now and robbed me of my sword, and now I meet this weirdo of the big wild bear, hehe, it's going to be bad luck."

Tianming picked up another pheasant that had fallen on the ground, wiped the dirt on it, a smile on his face: "I used to have one for my uncle, but now I can only eat one together, it's a bit dirty, but it doesn't matter. , it's still delicious."

Here, Wushuang had already knocked out all the attackers, and ran straight towards Fan Zeng, seeing that Fan Zeng was about to die.