Fang Jie waved his hand to signal the guards not to follow, he took a fishing rod and jumped onto the back of the white lion with the basket in hand, and said, "If you have any urgent matters, you can find me at the small river in the east. If it's not important, let Sanjin Hou Dugu Wenxiu decide. If Daoist comes over later, tell him to find me."
The guards responded, but they didn't quite understand Fang Jie. Fang Jie looked a little unhappy yesterday, he seemed to be quite distressed about crossing the Qin River, why did he change his mood early this morning, and actually went fishing.
But when the lord relaxes like this, the people below also relax. Fang Jieruo frowns all day long, and they also feel uncomfortable. Moreover, the lord is free to go fishing in the wild, which means that the war on Qinhe's side is almost all right.
The speed of the white lion is unparalleled, and the distance of more than ten miles out of the camp is too easy for the white lion. If it were an ordinary person sitting on the back of a white lion, he would have already turned pale from fright. This kind of speed is not something ordinary people can bear.
When he got to the river, Fang Jie patted the white lion on the forehead and asked him to find something to eat by himself, and then he chose a relatively clean place to sit down. With a small shovel, I randomly dug some earthworms out, hung them on a fishhook and threw them into the river. Not long after he sat down, Xiang Qingniu in a large black Taoist robe chased after him.
"Don't you feel selfish if you don't call me earlier for such a leisurely matter?"
He sat down next to Fang Jie, took a look and immediately shouted displeasedly: "You only brought a fishing rod?"
"Where do you have free time to fish?"
Fang Jie smiled, then said a few words in a low voice. After listening to it, Xiang Qingniu smiled in relief: "I thought you were really here to fish, but it turns out that you are here to fish."
He got up: "Since you are here to fish, then I will touch the fish."
Fang Jie nodded: "Go ahead and see if you catch more fish or I catch more fish."
"You are a junior, you can't do it."
Xiang Qingniu waved his hand: "It's not the same generation."
Fang Jie rolled his eyes at him: "I greet your uncle."
Xiang Qingniu said: "I am your uncle."
Fang Jie said, "I greet your aunt."
Xiang Qingniu: "I am your uncle."
Fang Jie lifted the rod and threw the fish he caught towards Xiang Qingniu: "You mean to fight with me before touching the fish?"
Xiang Qingniu turned around and ran away: "Fighting is not a fight. If I win you, it doesn't count how awesome I am, because I am your uncle. If I lose to you, I will be ashamed, because I am you Martial Uncle. Even if it is a tie and people find out, I still don’t have face, because I am your Martial Uncle... "
"cheap."
"Uncle Bitch."
"roll."
"Master, get out."
…
…
Fang Jie didn't seem to be thinking about fishing at all. The first fish he caught was thrown to Xiang Qingniu, and Xiang Qingniu threw it back into the river. It can't bear it, and it can no longer swim along. Fang Jie didn’t keep any of the fish caught later, he caught one and released one.
There are a lot of fish in this small river, carp weighing three to four catties can be found everywhere.
"Are you waiting for us?"
The voice floated in front of Fang Jie, crossed the river and reached Fang Jie's ears.
Fang Jie looked up, and there were five men in black standing opposite them. These five men were about the same height and shape. They were wrapped in the same black clothes and covered their faces with the same black scarves. A knife handle was exposed behind their shoulders, and the shape of the knife handle was exactly the same.
Swordsman
"It's fishing."
Fang Jie lazily answered three words, raised his hand, and caught another big fish. This fish was much bigger than the previous ones, if he hadn't poured his golden power into the fishing rod, this fish would have been able to break the bamboo fishing rod when it was lifted. Fang Jie flicked the fishing rod, and the big fish got off the hook and flew straight to the opposite bank. After a light snap in mid-air, the fish broke in two from the middle.
Two pieces of fish fell into the water, staining a small area of river water red, but soon, the bright red area was washed away by the current.
"It seems that you are very confident in your cultivation."
The leading swordsman in black scanned the surroundings: "With your current status, you don't bring a single guard. I can't think of any other reason except self-confidence. However, self-confidence after a little bit is conceited, and conceited people often There is no end to it, do you believe it?"
"A while ago, one of my subordinates led people to Zheng Ziyu's army and was frustrated. More than a hundred died, and all those who came back alive were wounded. The fat man who led the team was stabbed four times. Did you do it?"
Fang asked.
The leader of the swordsman in black sneered: "Want to avenge your subordinates? Don't you know that the target we want to kill is you."
"It's not revenge. The people I sent were murderers. They were killed. The first complaint is that I didn't think too carefully, and the second is bad luck. But I have to give my subordinates an explanation. My subordinates said, you hacked him four times, and I will kill you all. As the boss, you have to keep your word, otherwise how can you mess around in the rivers and lakes?"
The sentence that the boss must keep his word seems to have stimulated the swordsman leader, a gleam of coldness flashed in his eyes: "Then you go down and accompany your subordinates."
I didn't see him move, and he disappeared in a trance.
In the next second, the five swordsmen suddenly appeared on the river bank, as if they had passed through the void and then suddenly emerged, very close to Fang Jie.
Fang Jiefang put down his fishing rod and glanced at the five black-clothed swordsmen: "The opponent who likes me the most also uses knives."
…
…
click
A tree the size of a thigh snapped suddenly, without warning. The saber air spread out the tree by the middle, and the tangent line was as straight as if it was drawn with a ruler. This kind of saber technique is extremely simple, and Fang Xie felt a sense of familiarity after seeing it. Of course, this sense of familiarity has nothing to do with these swordsmen. He thought of the old cripple Lord Luo who taught him a style of sword.
Master Luo's saber technique also followed a simple path, but it was a little more weird.
The sword skills of these black-clothed swordsmen are simpler and faster than Lord Luo's.
The knives on their backs have not been removed, but the five of them have woven a knife net. Fang Xie was caught in the knife net. From the eyes of the five black-clothed swordsmen, Fang Xie was like a big fish that had been caught in the net. No matter how big or powerful the fish was, it was meaningless. .
The knife net was closed violently.
A layer of sharp golden power suddenly appeared outside Fang Jie's body, and the dense and sharp knife net collided with this layer of sharp golden power, making piercing metal friction sounds. With a click, the knife net failed to break through the Jin Rui's power in the end, just like a huge wave smashed by a boulder, the knife net leaked past Fang Xie and flew out.
boom!
At least a dozen big trees were shredded by the knife net, not cut off, but cut into pieces. This kind of saber energy is strong enough, if there is a huge boulder behind Fang, it might be chopped into pieces. Trees fell to the ground and pieces of wood flew.
"Hold the knife."
The leader of the swordsman saw that the sword net had no effect on the opponent's solution, and his eyes froze. He stretched out his hand from behind and pulled out the machete with the thick back and straight head, and his demeanor became colder in an instant. The other four swordsmen also took off their machetes from behind and kept their formation.
"Now tell me your origins, and I can guarantee that you will die happily."
Fang Jie beckoned, and the Chaolu Knife on the other side of the fish basket flew over immediately.
knife to knife
"Before you die, I will tell you!"
The leader of the swordsman slashed down with a sharp knife, and his move was as simple as a rascal who used a knife in a fight on the street. The other four swordsmen also slashed their swords along with his movements, and five sword qi surged out.
vertical cut
The saber energy broke through all obstacles in front of him, and arrived in an instant.
Fang Jie slashed Chaolu knife casually, and the knife energy collided with the knife energy.
With a bang, the swordsman leader's saber energy was avoided by Fang Xie's, and he flew out like a long knife, cutting off a big tree in the middle. Fang Jie frowned slightly, and found that the saber aura of these people was very unusual. He split the opponent's sword energy. According to common sense, the opponent's sword energy would be shattered, instead of flying out like a materialized knife.
Moreover, he felt that the knife energy he had hacked out before was destroyed.
corrosion
"Blade wave!"
The leader of the swordsman let out a low cry, and then changed his hands to hold the sword and slashed at Fang Xie. One knife followed by another knife, knife and knife connected. The four swordsmen rushed over and divided into two rows to stand on his left and right, raising and lowering their swords together with the leader of the swordsmen. The saber energy of the five people gathered together to form a sea wave.
monstrous waves.
endlessly.
Wherever the wave of the knife passed, everything was destroyed. The ground began to churn, as if a row of invisible iron plows were plowing the ground. The trees in front of Fang Jie's body were crushed in an instant, and the air immediately turned yellow. The broken wood was too fine, like dust.
Dao Lang
overwhelming.
Fang Jie narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally understood why he couldn't escape with such a cultivation level as Jiu Se Cai. Once this knife wave is shot, the range of control is too large. If Jiu Se Cai disregarded the others and retreated first with light skills, maybe he would not have suffered such serious injuries, but he chose to cut off the back.
Fang Jie held Chaolu Dao horizontally in front of him, and his wrist shook.
A surging force of fire surged out, and a golden wall of fire suddenly appeared in front of him. The wave of the knife slammed into it fiercely, just like a real wave hitting the embankment. The moment the flame came into contact with the saber energy, it tried to devour it forward, but to Fang Jie's surprise, the corrosive air carried by the saber wave actually fought against the golden fire, and for a while, the golden fire wanted to kill the saber It's hard to burn out the gas!
Fang Jie paid attention to the place where the knife wave passed in the distance, and it had become scorched black.
"poisonous?"
He twitched the corner of his mouth, flipped his wrist, raised it towards Ludao, and then slashed.
The invisible force wrapped Jin Rui's power, and the saber energy passed through the wall of fire and then slashed against the wave of the saber. The sword energy is invisible, but the sword wave is visible. You can see a straight line split the sword wave and hit the swordsman leader. The leader of the swordsmen changed his face when the wave of the sword was blocked, and he slashed three times in succession. The wave immediately became more turbulent, and the sword energy that broke through the waves before was swallowed by the wave and disappeared.
"With a knife, you lose."
The swordsman leader said something coldly, and then strode forward. The other four people followed his footsteps forward, and the five people dropped their knives in the air as they moved forward. The wave of the knife churned and became stronger and stronger. Fang Jie is like a person standing in front of a huge wave on the seashore, it is very dangerous no matter how you look at it.
"I return this sentence to you."
Fang Jie's eyes narrowed slightly: "There is only one person in this world who is better at using knives than me, and of course, it's only at using knives."
Snapped
A red line suddenly split on the throat of the swordsman leader, followed by blood spurting out from the ever-expanding red line. The invisible sword energy that seemed to be swallowed by the wave of the sword before suddenly appeared and swept away. The eyes of the swordsman leader were full of disbelief. He slowly lowered his head to see his wound. When he lowered his head, his head immediately fell off.
"uncle!"
The remaining four swordsmen yelled, and the sword stopped suddenly.
Fang Jie suddenly swooped forward, picked up one of the swordsmen and swiped back, the swordsman was struggling in his hands, like a chicken being held by the throat. The moment Fang Jie came back, the feet of the remaining three swordsmen suddenly tightened at the same time. When they looked down, they realized that their feet had been protected by the mud at some point, and...it was the mud that had turned black. .
"No!"
The three people howled terribly, and soon the whole person turned black. It was the poison they used in the knife wave before, and it quickly corroded his body. After a while, his flesh and blood rotted away, and the rest of his clothes turned into gray-black bones.