Xie Yuling and Su Baiyi heard that Feng Zuojun's tone seemed to be bad, so they turned their heads immediately, but saw that the monk had stopped and stepped aside. Nangong Xier also put away her sword and turned around.
Three figures appeared in the fog on the official road in the distance.
"Boss, it seems someone has taken action before us." A man with a long knife walked out of the fog first, saying in a nonchalant tone, "Hey, a monk and a woman, interesting."
"Monk." Another man walked out of the mist. His voice sounded much calmer. "You look familiar."
Even when he was fighting with Nangong Xier with his sword, he still had a calm smile on his face. But when he saw these two people appear, his expression slowly froze. He frowned and asked, "Why are they here?"
"Who are they?" Although Nangong Xier had just fought with the monk, for some reason she did not have much hostility towards him. However, the two people who appeared now made her alert.
"Qingming Court of Shanglin Palace, Feather Department." The man who was not afraid of emotions said in a deep voice, "Each of the people in this group is named after a bird, and they are notoriously difficult to deal with. One of them is called Chiwu, and the other is called Shaque. They are both very powerful and not easy to deal with."
"Qingming Court." Nangong Xier sneered, "From your expression, you are not in the same group. Just like what Fifth Senior Brother said, Shanglin Palace is now in disarray, and everyone is fighting each other."
"It's not nice for the young lady to say that." Jieqing Bujie coughed lightly, "They came here to either kill Su Baiyi or kidnap Su Baiyi, but I am different."
"What's the difference?"
"I'm here to reunite Su Baiyi with his master."
"Who is it? Why are you talking so much nonsense?" The third person walked out slowly, carrying a long sword on his shoulders, with his hands on it, his head hanging listlessly, yawning with every step, as if he was about to fall asleep while walking. He walked in front of the other two and asked quietly, "Who among you is Su Baiyi?"
Su Baiyi scratched his head helplessly: "I didn't expect that I would become famous when I first entered the martial arts world. How come everyone I met that night was looking for me?"
"Boss, that monk seems to be..."
"Hmm?" The man frowned and raised his head, "What monk?"
"It's you." The man and Jie Qing Bu Jie Lu exclaimed at the same time.
"Old acquaintance?" Nangong Xier asked.
"It's more than just an old acquaintance. It's simply a fight that makes us strangers." The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Girl, protect Su Baiyi. This guy is a lunatic. He is the number one killer of the Qingming Academy's Feather Department, Crow."
"Monk, long time no see." The man raised his eyebrows and threw the long sword from his shoulder. Under the moonlight, it was as bright as snow, and his originally listless face suddenly became extremely sharp. "I haven't heard from you since you went down the mountain. I thought you were dead."
"A crow is only a crow's mouth." He took a step back.
"But crows are very good at telling stories, especially when it comes to announcing a death." The man called Crow looked away from the monk, glanced at Nangong Xier, and then looked at the three people in the carriage, "What a pity, I didn't come here for you today."
"Run!" He shouted loudly.
Su Baiyi immediately swung the whip, but it was too late. Before he could swing it, he saw Crow swung the long knife in his hand and smashed it directly on the carriage, smashing the back half of the carriage into pieces.
"Don't even think about it!" Nangong Xier swung out with a sword.
"Stop them." The crow shouted and jumped out.
Nangong Xier smashed her sword on a long sword. There were more than a dozen iron rings hanging on the back of the long sword. After the blow, they began to shake and make clanging sounds.
"My beautiful lady, your rival is me." Chiwu licked his lips and sighed, "You are so beautiful."
"Abstain from sex." Shaque stopped the monk and said, "It's been a long time since we last met. How is your life down in the mountain?"
He slapped out, "Who wants to reminisce with you?"
The crow flew straight towards the long sword nailed to the carriage. Feng Zuojun hurriedly took out a long sword he had bought on the way from the carriage and shouted, "A strong wind is rising, thirty thousand miles!"
Then he cut it down with one knife.
In the academy, Feng Zuojun had tried to use the Great Wind Sword Technique, but the fragile bamboo sword was always unable to withstand the vast sword wind and broke into pieces every time. Now that he finally had an iron sword in his hand, Feng Zuojun was confident that he could definitely stop this man.
But Crow raised his eyebrows slightly, with a bit of contempt in his tone: "Oh? Tian Xiaoyunjing's strong wind swordsmanship? It is said that when this strong wind comes together, it can blow up sandstorms for thirty thousand miles. But why can't your sword even blow away a strand of my hair?" He stretched out two fingers and easily clamped Feng Zuojun's long sword.
Feng Zuojun laughed and said, "You fell into the trap."
Xie Yuling had come to the crow's side without him noticing, and hit the crow on the back with the long fan in his hand.
"Idiot, there is no such thing as falling into a trap in the face of absolute strength." Crow gently turned his right hand and turned the tip of the knife down. He swung it casually and it flew towards Xie Yuling's face.
"Be careful!" Feng Zuojun didn't expect that this man could completely ignore his sword energy and easily break his sword with just one finger. He was shocked.
But it was too late. Xie Yuling was hit by the fragments of the knife. His head tilted back and his body was shaky. It seemed that he was about to fall.
"Fortunately, it wasn't Su Baiyi who died." Crow turned sideways and pulled out the long sword that was stuck in the carriage, looking at Feng Zuojun, "You don't want to die..." Before he finished speaking, Crow suddenly sensed a hint of danger, and immediately turned around and raised the long sword to his throat.
Xie Yuling swayed for a few times but did not fall down. Instead, he stood firmly. His head, which had tilted back, straightened up again. His mouth was covered in blood. He actually bit the broken tip of the knife with his teeth. He swung it hard at the crow, and the tip of the knife flew out.
Crow gently lifted his long knife and deflected the tip of the knife, but he was a few steps too late. The tip of the knife still scratched his cheek after it flew out. Crow put down the long knife and smiled: "What's your name?"
Xie Yuling wiped the blood from his mouth: "Jiangnan Xie Family, Xie Yuling."
"Is it the Xie family that has produced so many useless people?" Crow also wiped the blood off his face.
"It's the Xie family that gave birth to Xie Kanhua!" Xie Yuling said seriously.