From the sword of the third master

Chapter 18
There is a principle for running things like this:

That is, you must not have a clear destination, it is best to mess around casually, just mess around.

Therefore, Chen Sheng rode his horse eastward for a while, westward for a while, and occasionally turned a corner, not even knowing where he was going.

"Ok?"

The outside of the city is more open than the inside of the city, and the speed of running is of course faster.Logically speaking, Xiahou Feishan would never be able to catch up with him, but Chen Sheng felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him.

Strange!

Did that old monster grow wings?Can fly?
Full of suspicion, he continued to gallop his horse and ran for more than 300 miles before stopping to catch his breath.

Standing in the wilderness, Chen Sheng felt it silently. He felt that the feeling of being "watched" seemed to have disappeared. His face relaxed, and finally he showed a smile.

He suddenly saw a large town not far ahead, but he didn't know if it was Xianyang or Xingping?

After feeding the horse some grass, and taking time to relieve himself, he got back on the horse and headed for the town.

The sky gradually brightened.

Dawn came quietly.

"Does the guest want pancakes? Pancakes just out of the pan."

"Hot buns..."

The street market has come back to life, and the cries of various merchants can be heard endlessly. If you smell it casually, you can smell the smell of food everywhere.

Chen Sheng touched his empty stomach, tied the horse outside, and walked into a breakfast shop.

"Shopkeeper, what can I eat?"

Xiao Er, who was sweeping the floor, nodded: "Hello, guest officer, we are most famous for meatloaf, and wide noodles, the kind in a big bowl."

Big bowl of lasagna?
Chen Sheng remembered something funny, even though it was a long time ago, he still couldn't help but want to laugh: "I'll just eat the wide noodles, serve two bowls, and the speed must be fast."

"Okay, wait a moment, sir..."

In this land in the northwest, the common people are particularly fond of noodles. There are so many kinds of dumplings, steamed buns, pot helmets, and sugar cakes that they are almost out of play.

"Xilihulu."

Two big bowls of hot noodles were eaten in a blink of an eye. The taste was really good. After Chen Sheng finished eating, he wiped his mouth and shouted, "Xiao Er settles the score."

A familiar voice said coldly: "The old man is still hungry, why don't you wait?"

What the hell!

Chen Sheng raised his head in horror, and found that Xiahou Feishan came in from the outside and blocked the door.

how did he find me

It's not scientific!
Aggrieved and suspicious, Chen Sheng burst into anger. He drew out his long sword and rushed towards Xiahou Feishan.

The desperate must always be desperate.

With the opponent's tracking technique, it seems useless to go anywhere, so it's better to have a good fight!
Xiahou Feishan dodged nimbly, avoiding Chen Sheng's piercing stab, and then slashed at the main artery in his neck with his backhand.

This time the old man was obviously serious, and he had planned it long ago, so he wanted to seize the opportunity when he came up.

Of course Chen Sheng didn't agree.

The upper body leaned back a lot, knocked and hit, and then kicked the lower abdomen violently.

"Humph."

This kid's downside attack is really annoying.Xiahou Feishan retreated quickly, and then approached quickly, retreating and advancing, there was almost no gap between the two movements, and the sword stabbed the opponent's forehead.

"Ding!"

Shook the sword away with his backhand, Chen Sheng put two left fingers together, aiming at Xiahou Feishan's eyes and piercing it.

But Xiahou Feishan actually started to spin on the spot, swinging his sword while spinning, combining the steps of defense and attack into one.

"Ding, ding ding..."

The two of you come and go, fighting each other first, and the situation becomes extremely dangerous.

After more than 30 rounds of confrontation, Chen Sheng fell into a predicament. He was kicked first, and a cut was made on his chest.

No way, even if he tried his best, he was no match for Xiahou Feishan.

This is a full-scale contest of experience, strength, technology, and courage. Unfortunately, Chen Sheng is still a little immature now.

What was even more frightening was that Xiahou Feishan's sword seemed to have a strange "sticky" feeling. The more he hit, the heavier Chen Sheng's weapon became, and even his arms felt a little weak.

Can't delay any longer!
Chen Sheng pierced five swords in one breath, each of which was a different school of swordsmanship, and when he reached the sixth sword, he suddenly used "Yangguan Triple Fold".

This time, he improved his attack target and swung his sword straight for the heart.

Xiahou Feishan met "Yangguan Trifold" again, but he didn't get out of the way like last time.

He saw the real attack point at a glance, so he used a delicate block to deflect the sword edge slightly, and then pushed his arm along the way, stabbing Chen Sheng's throat instead.

The life-saving trick was broken!

After all, it is an old monster who has encountered "Thirteen Swords of Death", so it is difficult for the same trick to work again.

Chen Sheng didn't want to die, so he could only retreat backwards.

"Haha, why don't you just catch him?"

Next, Xiahou Feishan chased after him with momentum like a rainbow, and had completely taken the initiative.

"Chick." "Chick." "Chick."

A moment later, Chen Sheng received three quick sword strikes in defense. Although these injuries were not fatal, they still made him drenched with blood.

The more blood you bleed, the more you need to be calm.

The powerful enemy has inspired Chen Sheng's full potential and stubbornness.

He turned into a wounded poisonous snake, patiently enduring it, fighting and swimming away, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

"laugh!"

The sword edge crossed his chest, and Chen Sheng was hit by the fourth sword.

The moment Xiahou Feishan adjusted his angle and was about to reap the victory, Chen Sheng went forward with great pain and finally made a move.

A sword swings out.

As soft as clouds, as fresh as rain.

——Xie Xiaofeng's "Magpies Flying Together".

Seeing Chen Sheng pointing his sword at his liver, Xiahou Feishan didn't care.His first reaction was to ask Shen Jian to knock this move away, and then drive straight in, piercing the enemy's throat.

I didn't expect...

Chen Sheng's wrist seemed to have no bones, turned up at a terrible angle, with a sharp murderous intent, full of anger, unexpectedly changed direction, and stabbed at his chest instead.

The sound hits the west, and the two magpies fly apart.

! ! ! ! !

At the moment of lightning, Xiahou Feishan was full of horror, and goose bumps exploded all over his body.

This move is completely comparable to any sword in "Thirteen Swords of Death". Although the style is different, it is more concealed, and it is easy to break people's inertial thinking.

Xiahou Feishan couldn't avoid it.

He could only twist his body a bit, trying to protect his heart as much as possible.

"puff."

A sword pierced deeply into the chest.

It was very cold and painful, Xiahou Feishan staggered back a long way.

The blood stained the skirt of his clothes in an instant, and he was even hoarse.

Xiahou Feishan stared at Chen Sheng firmly: "You... boy, you still have a subtle killer hidden, why didn't you use it earlier?"

Chen Sheng's face was bright, and he showed a winner's smile: "It's very simple. Mr. Xiahou, you were the most vigilant earlier, and your physical strength was also at its peak. If you do it rashly, I may not be able to hurt you."

"You have endured for so long and been wounded many times, just to give me this sword?"

"That's right!"

"Okay, great."

Xiahou Feishan said: "Whose sword technique is this?"

Chen Sheng said: "Do you know that this is not my sword technique?"

"nonsense."

"You want to know?"

"think."

"Oh, then I won't tell you!"

Xiahou Feishan: "..."

Chen Sheng knew that his opponent's injury was more serious than his own, so he approached step by step.

"Xiahou old man, shouldn't we settle our accounts?"

"Humph."

Xiahou Feishan looked stern and soft, and shouted: "Forget it, is this old man still afraid that you will fail?"

As he spoke, he turned his head and ran away.

"Hahaha, it really is an old Jianghu."

Chen Sheng immediately chased him out, grinning and shouting, "Where are we going?"

From this moment on, the tables turn, the cat becomes a mouse, and the victim becomes a deadly hunter!
(End of this chapter)