Xiong Yanchao was startled, stretched out two fingers, and pinched the black iron sword.
However, the internal force that Bei Ming concentrated on the sword was very strong, the sword pierced through Xiong Yanchao's two fingers, and stabbed the jujube tree behind him.
If it wasn't for Xiong Yanchao's body tilted slightly while holding the sword, he would have been stabbed in the throat by Beiming's sword.
With just one move, Xiong Yanchao knew the bottom line: he is not Bei Ming's opponent at all!
The corners of Beiming's mouth curled up slightly, as cold as the north wind in December.
"What, do I have the ability to marry your life?"
With a flick of his wrist, he was about to draw his sword.
At this moment, like a big bird fluttering down from the courtyard wall, eight people jumped down, each of them was wearing felt hats on their heads, and they were holding simple knives in their hands. The handles of the simple knives were inlaid with shining pearls. As big as a finger.
Pairs of wolf-like tiger eyes, like bright lights, stared fiercely at Beiming.
"So you have already prepared!" Bei Ming scanned the person in front of him vigilantly.
These eight people are the Ouchi guards who came from the capital with Xiong Yanchao. They choose one hundred out of ten thousand people, ten out of one hundred, and eight out of ten. They are all first-class. master.
Even if Bei Ming is unique in swordsmanship, if one is against nine, there is no chance of winning.
Xiong Yanchao was really in a mess just now, but now that he has a helper, his morale is boosted. With one finger of Pu Dao, the tiger becomes powerful.
"What enmity does Chen Jun have with you? Do you want to kill him?"
Only now did Beiming think of Chen Junlai, but when he looked around, Chen Jun was nowhere to be seen! Could it be that Xiong Yanchao just deliberately attracted his attention and rescued Chen Jun
Having lost Chen Jun, Bei Ming was filled with anger, and drew a semicircle with the black iron sword in his hand, pointing directly at Xiong Yanchao.
"Where did you save Chen Jun?"
Xiong Yanchao only noticed at this moment, Chen Jun was gone!
"Hmph, did you deliberately attract my attention and take Chen Jun away? Now you are asking me!"
Without Chen Jun, Xiong Yanchao would not be able to explain to Yan Li! I was very anxious.
"Everyone, arrest this man and force him to ask where Chen Jun is!"
So the eight knives slashed at Beiming together.
Bei Ming didn't want to fight, so he thrust out his sword suddenly, like a shooting star, and went straight to Xiong Yanchao's chest, Xiong Yanchao was shocked, and held the knife to his chest.
Seeing this, the eight inner guards were also very horrified. If Xiong Yanchao was stabbed to death, they would not be able to explain to Yan Li.
"General Xiong, be careful!"
The eight knives slashed at Beiming's back at the same time, trying to force Beiming to draw back his sword.
The Beiming Sword didn't stab Xiong Yanchao halfway, he tapped his toes lightly, his body flew up lightly, and he was standing on the wall in the blink of an eye. He turned his face slightly and looked at Xiong Yanchao ferociously, a cold light flashed quickly in his emotionless eyes.
"I remember you. Your surname is Xiong! One day, I will let you taste the power of the black iron sword!"
In the blink of an eye again, Bei Ming's figure had disappeared from the wall. The dexterity and lightness of the body method is beyond everyone's imagination.
Xiong Yanchao came back to his senses and shouted anxiously: "Hurry up, everyone, we must bring Chen Jun back!"
The nine people also jumped onto the wall together, but looking around, there was no sign of Chen Jun!
Xiong Yanchao pointed at the entrance of the alley: "Everyone go find them separately, and you must find Chen Jun!"
At the moment, two people are in a group, looking for each direction. Xiong Yanchao went out from the backyard of the courtyard alone.
…
It turned out that Chen Jun saw Xiong Yanchao and Bei Ming fighting just now, and he was very panicked. He didn't know any of the two fighting people, and he didn't know why they were fighting.
All he knew was that the man with the sword who came earlier was from Ma Guang and Liang Bin and wanted to take his life. So, taking advantage of the fight between the two, Chen Jun escaped from the yard through the back door.
Without touching the ground, he ran all the way, fearing that he would be Ma Guang's people in the downtown area, so he ran to the outskirts of the village.
It was raining continuously and the road was muddy and slippery. Chen Jun slipped and fell several times. After running for about two hours, I was out of breath, my legs were heavy, and I was hungry. Leaning on a weeping willow, I want to rest for a while.
But I heard the sound of horseshoes in my ear, and turned my head quickly to see a fast horse galloping towards me. In the hazy rain and fog, a tall and thin man was sitting immediately, wearing a felt hat on his head. Son, with a sword in his hand.
Chen Jun's body turned cold: Isn't this the one who wants to kill him? Looking around, he started to run again, but his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he walked very slowly.
Seeing the horse getting closer, Chen Jun was anxious, slipped his foot, and made a thud, as if he had stepped into an abyss, and fell straight down, knocking his head on a hard place, his eyes darkened, and he fell unconscious up
…
When he opened his eyes again, he was already in a room with the window open, and it was still raining outside. The willow trees in the rain were quiet and silent.
There was a candle on the Eight Immortals table, the candle was half burned, and the candle mud almost filled the candle. Candlelight shines on the middle wall, on which is hung a picture of an ancient pine tree, with poems inscribed on both sides of the picture.
Looking at the walls on both sides, there are also calligraphy and paintings, and the last inscription is "Yan Shijie".
Who is this Yan Shijie? How to save him here? Is Yan Shijie from Ma Guang and Liang Bin
Chen Jun was uneasy and wanted to get up and run away, but just as he moved his body, his head hurt unbearably.
"Hiss..."
Grinning his teeth in pain, it felt like his entire head was about to burst. After touching it, he realized that a white cloth had been bound on his head. Recalling that when he was running away, he rolled down the embankment, hit a stone, and passed out.
With a creak, the door was pushed open, and an old man stood inside the door.
The old man was wearing a bamboo skin crown and a blue beige. He had a kind face and a dignified appearance. The man looked kind, but his sword-like eyebrows and phoenix eyes added a touch of noble majesty to him.
He walked in with three strands of beautiful beard, smiling.
"How's your head? Does it still hurt?"
Chen Jun looked at him vigilantly: "Who are you? Why am I here?"
Yan Shijie sat by the bed and looked at Chen Jun's head with satisfaction in his eyes: "The wound is no longer bleeding, rest for a day or two, and there will be nothing serious."
Chen Jun was a little anxious: "Who the hell are you? Tell me!"
Yan Shijie stood up, looked out the window, and looked at Ye Yu.
"You hit your head against a stone today and passed out. I rescued you."
Chen Jun was suspicious: "Where is the person who chased and killed me?"
"The person chasing you?" Yan Shijie looked puzzled, "I didn't see anyone chasing you. I came back from my friend's house and saw the misty mountains and rainy trees. It was so beautiful. I stood by the river to look at the scenery. I happened to see You're almost submerged in the water."
Chen Jun lowered his head in thought, probably because the chaser didn't see him rolling down the river, so he escaped unharmed.
Chen Jun got out of bed and knelt on the ground: "Thank you Mr. for saving your life!"
Yan Shijie's eyes were sharp, and he looked at Chen Jun: "Get up and talk!" He helped Chen Jun up and sat at the Eight Immortals table. "Can you tell me why you were hunted down?"
Now that the identity of the other party is unknown, Chen Jun doesn't want to tell all the details. Just smacked his lips:
"It's just because of some misunderstanding, don't mention it!"
Yan Shijie naturally knew that Chen Jun was hiding it on purpose, so he didn't force him to say it. He stroked his beard and smiled kindly.