I am cultivating both immortality and martial arts

Chapter 101
Shen Moheng was in his twenties and thirties, and his face was quite handsome, but it gave people a hint of cunning and cunning. He also had a fine iron folding bow hanging from the side of the horse. He was sitting high on a tall steed. He was holding the corpse of a young woman horizontally, and he was looking down with eyes of incomparable hatred and hatred.

The couple, Shen Moheng and Mu Ling, are well-known as bandits outside the Great Wall. Not only are their elite Sand Pirates who are not inferior to Jieli Khan and the Golden Wolf Rider, but also because this couple is a rare pair. The masters I met, the two of them have an extremely close relationship, advance and retreat together, and this has been at ease until now.

But now it seems that the female corpse on horseback is probably Mu Ling, who was shot and killed by Lu Xian's silent "Silent Arrow" just now.

Lu Xian raised his eyebrows. At such a long distance, even if he was not completely sure to shoot the opponent with one arrow, trying rashly now would only make the opponent more vigilant. He pondered for a while and gave up.

"Shen Moheng, I was entrusted by someone to take your head, and now I'm just taking some interest first." Of course, if the other party is furious and wants to die, he does not suggest sending him to the west.

Shen Moheng never imagined that he had closed the gate of hell and turned around. His eyes swept across the iron bow in Lu Xian's hand, and the hatred in his eyes increased greatly. His voice was hoarse with a hint of cruelty. , Said: "Wait for me to tear your corpse into thousands of pieces, and then find that old bastard to settle the score."

After all, this man raised his head like a wounded wolf king and let out a long roar, leading the remaining troops under his command to turn around and leave.

This person has a forbearing and cautious personality, and he can even bear the hatred of his beloved wife being killed, and it is because he has no certainty in killing Lu Xian here.

Song Shidao beside him was so tired that he was out of breath. Since he came out of the rivers and lakes, he had never had a fierce battle during this time. improvement.

Lu Xian patted him on the shoulder, injected a stream of pure immortality, and said, "You can heal your wounds here, don't worry, nothing will happen if I watch over it."

Song Shidao showed shame on his face, he closed his eyes and began to adjust his breath. He adjusted his breath for a whole hour, and then he was awakened by the smell of food.

It was already dark at this time, and the sky was full of stars, which vaguely illuminated this vast and lonely land. The night temperature on the grassland was extremely low, but it didn’t hurt that it was backed by mountains, flanked by forests, and had bonfires to keep warm.

Lu Xian sat in front of a bonfire and threw him a piece of steamed bun and barbecue, "The injury has not healed yet, so you must not let your stomach be empty."

Song Shidao thanked him, but he chewed and swallowed slowly, showing his aristocratic dignity. After the two of them finished their meal, Song Shidao rinsed his mouth with the water bag he had collected, and couldn't help asking a question in his heart , "With the strength of Martial Immortal, Shen Moheng can be kept, why let him go?"

In this regard, Lu Xian raised a finger and replied: "The reason is very simple, that is, if I expose my true strength in order to kill Shen Moheng, it will definitely make other people vigilant and panic, and even hide in the mouse hole completely. It is necessary to give them a hope, a possibility to kill this seat."

Song Shidao was dumbfounded and couldn't help shaking his head with a wry smile. The character of this person in front of him is really unpredictable. He is like a bottomless ocean, and no one knows his true depth.

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The HLBE prairie is the area with the richest prairie resources. The biggest feature is that there are groups of wild horses, cattle, and sheep scattered everywhere. They inhabit this vast prairie leisurely. A beautiful pasture that is the cradle of nomads.

Lu Xian was riding a horse, with the breeze blowing under the blue sky, and galloped across the endless prairie. After a while, the sky suddenly started to rain. The raindrops fell on the green grass, and small puddles formed in some places.

Suddenly, shouts and shouts in the distance interrupted the tranquility here, and a group of cavalry roared up from behind, and arrows shot towards them from afar.

Lu Xian listened to the wind and debated his position, he blocked the arrows with the sun-killing bow, and shot back with his backhand. Every arrow took away one or two people from the horse and fell to the ground. The efficiency was astonishingly frightening.

The two sides shot at each other for a while, but the other party saw that they could not gain any advantage, left dozens of corpses, blew the horn, turned the horse's head and left.

This is already the seventh day of the battle with Shen Moheng's sand bandits. Song Shidao bids farewell to Lu Xian. He will arrange everything in Tongwan City and welcome his father, Tiandao Song Que.

And Lu Xian went on the road alone, passing through the HLBE prairie, and deliberately appeared during the period, attracting the attention of the pursuers.

For seven days in a row, the opponent seemed to be completely at loggerheads with Lu Xian, sending out cavalry to pursue him again and again, day and night, day and night, sometimes long-range cavalry shooting, sometimes cavalry charge, and more often it was a feint attack Withdraw here.

There are the most elite Turkic Golden Wolf Riders, the notorious horse thieves who roam the prairie, and various people from other tribes such as Beixian, Tuyuhun, and Tubo. Lu Xian.

For seven days and seven nights, thousands of originally fresh blood were sprinkled on the grassland. From the excitement and shock at the beginning, to the numbness and fear later, and now the hatred and killing intent, this group of people is called "Lu Xian". The man in the grassland has been listed as the common enemy of all tribes in the grassland, and he must be killed soon.

They work tirelessly like a pack of wolves, and they jointly track and scout all over the grassland. The horses that are regarded as life don't know how many horses ran to death. The hunter hides in the shadows, waiting to strike when his prey tires and slackens.

The sky was getting dark gradually, and the big raindrops were blowing towards the face with the bone-shattering wind, which hurt the flesh. A vigorous figure cavalry galloped under the heavy rain, and the horseshoes stopped suddenly.

The steed below exhaled a big mouthful of white breath, which condensed and scattered in the cold wind. After several days of long-distance raids, there was only a short rest in the middle. Although this excellent war horse had Lu Xianchangsheng's true temperature to nourish its body, it was already close to its limit.

Lu Xian got off the horse, patted the horse's neck, and sent a stream of immortality to it, making it neigh and rub against his palm.

The heavy rain delayed the pursuers, but it was also the last peace.

Lu Xian stared and saw a fortress-like three-story building standing on a small hill far away in the Mangmang Grassland.

Before coming here, Lu Xianyi had seen a map of the distribution of various tribes on the prairie. This place should be the Helian Fort in the south of Tongwan City. It had been abandoned for more than ten years, and no one lived there.

The other party surrounded him intentionally or unintentionally, apparently with the intention of solving him here.

It just so happened that Lu Xian was already tired of this fishing game, and it was time to close the net.

The white castle on the top of the hill overlooks the land like a ghost, and it seems completely indifferent to the heavy rain pouring down on its head, and it doesn't care about its own body that is crippled and missing due to long-term disrepair.

Lu Xian led the horse towards the entrance of the ruined fortress, and suddenly stopped, letting the pouring rain wash his body, and said coldly into the darkness: "It seems that you have been waiting here for a long time, why don't you show up? "

(End of this chapter)