Swordsman in Tianlong

The loud sound of "Keng Keng" was transmitted one by one, making the mountains echo.

Chu Feng turned around the mountain pass, and saw Zhiguang monk in gray monk clothes, standing in front of the mountain wall.

Monk Zhiguang swung his ax like a wheel, and slashed at the mountain wall with one axe, and loud noises rang out among the mountains one after another.

As soon as the ax went down, the distorted characters on the mountain wall were missing.

The gravel flew violently, the old monk didn't even hide, he let the flying stone hit his head and face, leaving bloodstains.

The bamboo basket that was carried on his elbow just now was carefully placed behind a boulder. From the corner of the green cloth that was lifted, Chu Feng could see a few pages of yellowed paper money and several incense candles.

Watching the old monk slash with an axe, Chu Feng realized that he had no intention of stopping the old monk at all, but only felt a bloody past that seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

The lame Du Lingzi moved slower than the Zhiguang monk who had lost all his martial arts. Chu Feng walked for a while, and he was a little surprised when he saw the Zhiguang monk who was trying to bully the mountain wall. Asked Chu Feng: "This is?" After a while, the head of Du, who hadn't gotten an answer from Chu Feng, simply sat down on the spot.

Chu Feng looked at the Khitan characters that were gradually fading under the old monk's axe. Although he didn't know the meaning of each word, he knew roughly: "Feng'er was one year old, and he and his wife were going to grandma's house for a banquet. ..." With the emergence of this "memory", Chu Feng seemed to be able to see the bloody battle that took place on the narrow mountain road on his left more than 20 years ago.

Back then Xiao Yuanshan went to the Central Plains for a banquet with his wife and children.Unexpectedly, it happened that Xuanci and other Central Plains masters were deceived by Murong Bo, and ambushed the Khitan masters who "went to Shaolin Temple to steal scriptures" here.The two sides fought in a scuffle, which was inexplicable, but also forged a blood feud.Lao Xiao's beloved wife died, and his only son was raised by his enemy; among the more than [-] masters in the Central Plains, only four of them died: Wang Jiantong, the former leader of the Beggar Gang, Xuanci, the current abbot of Shaolin, and Zhao Qiansun, who lost all courage in this battle And monk Zhiguang who is swinging an axe.

It's Murong Bo again...

In my memory, there was an unclear fire in Wanhui Building.

Outside Jincheng Yizhuang, there are dozens of tombstones without names.

In Xinyang, Master Xuan Bei who sang with one finger...

Gradually the past resurfaced in Chu Feng's mind, he looked down at Du Lingzi who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and asked, "Where is he?" He was naturally asking Murong Bo.

These words sounded a bit inexplicable.Du Lingzi raised his head in surprise.Asked back: "Which him?"

Just as the voice stopped, there was the sound of horseshoes amidst the clang clang of the ax chopping the mountain wall.

After a while, the sound of horseshoes gradually increased.It is conceivable that there are many people.

Chu Feng looked back to the south.Yanmen Pass looms ahead.He secretly said in his heart: "Now the Liao army is closing down in formation, did they bump into a group of reinforcements?" Du Lingzi, who was "spread" on the ground just now, was also agitated and rolled up.I touched my arms with both hands, but felt empty.Only then did he remember that his pair of water thorns had been taken away by Chu Feng.

Monk Zhiguang didn't know if he heard the sound of the approaching horse's hooves, so he kept swinging his axe.Chu Feng didn't care about hiding his body, jumped to the old monk's side, and said, "There is an enemy coming, and please avoid it, master." If it is said that facing the enemy head-on, Chu Feng is naturally not afraid, but most Liao people are good at shooting.If someone took a cold shot and aimed an arrow at the old monk, he might be killed.

Monk Zhiguang had a bulging blue vein on his forehead, but it was as if he hadn't heard it.Chu Feng didn't say any more, submerged his inner strength, a bright green energy appeared on the sword body, and as he waved the dust, the remaining half of the "suicide note" turned into dust and fell down one after another.It wasn't until the remains faded away that Monk Zhiguang seemed to see Chu Feng beside him, and said in surprise, "Young Xia Chu!"

Monk Zhiguang, who came back to his senses, finally heard the sound of hooves approaching, and saw the Liao warrior galloping on his horse from the northwest mountain road, but he had no time to hide.

Zhiguang looked at the group of short-haired and thick-bearded Khitan warriors with fierce expressions, as if he had returned to the past.Back then when he only saw the fierce faces of the Khitan people, he was so frightened that he couldn't hold a weapon.

Perhaps because they heard the sound of monk Zhiguang chiseling the wall earlier, this group of Khitan warriors was different from the group singing loudly more than 20 years ago, they seemed very silent.

gallop!Sudden stop!

Chu Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and the skill of controlling horses in odd numbers is really elite.

"Why are there only three people?" One person stepped forward on his horse and asked Chu Feng.He spoke Chinese, and his words could not be pronounced properly, but they were clearly heard by Chu Feng.

"Did they date someone?"

"Is there a Han Chinese colluding with them?"

Two thoughts flowed through Chu Feng's mind in an instant, and the Liao man who shouted at this moment also felt that something was wrong, and said loudly: "Kill it!"

As soon as an order was given, three people bent their bows and set up arrows, and with a series of "swooshing" sounds, they shot at the three of them separately.The people beside them didn't move, they obviously had great confidence in the three people's archery skills.

But what the Khitan warrior never expected was that Chu Feng just waved the iron sword in his hand and shot down the two feathered arrows that were aimed at him and Monk Zhiguang.What was even more unexpected was that Du Lingzi, who was half kneeling on the ground, rolled to avoid the feathered arrow, and when he jumped up again, he picked up the feathered arrow nailed to the ground and rushed towards them .

As far as Song Liao's grievances are concerned with Chu Feng, after all, they can be achieved on paper, and there is no real pain.Seeing Du Lingzi attacking the opponent without thinking, he realized a little bit why the monk Zhiguang greeted the Khitan warrior with hidden weapons without thinking.Chu Feng thought about it for a while, and when he swung his sword again, he was already a moment behind.

The dozen or so Khitan warriors were not surprised when they saw Chu Feng and the two "begging to die". In the wild mountains and wild mountains, running with their backs would only kill them faster!A burst of strange Khitan words came out, Chu Feng didn't know what it meant, and saw a dozen Khitan warriors arranged in an irregular arc on the not-so-narrow mountain path.

Bend the bow!

Archery!

When the sword's edge rises, broken arrows rain like rain.

The bow and arrow have not achieved an inch, let alone hand-to-hand combat. A group of ordinary soldiers are no match for Chu Feng.It's a pity that the Liao people who can speak Chinese are strong-tempered. Seeing that the situation is not good, they want to throw the silk scroll in their arms towards the mountain stream beside the road.It's a pity that he bit his tongue and died too slowly. Out of the corner of his eye, this man could still see Chu Feng's body moving suddenly and grab the silk scroll in his hand.

Chu Feng took a look at the silk scroll, only glanced at it, and then consciously rolled the silk scroll back.The silk scroll is full of large Khitan characters, exactly the same as what Xiao Yuanshan left on the stone wall just now.How could Chu Feng recognize this? He waved the silk scroll at Monk Zhiguang and said, "Master Zhiguang, enter the pass. We don't recognize Khitan characters."

Zhiguang raised his eyes from the corpses all over the floor, suddenly smiled, and said, "I know a little bit about it." His eyes suddenly passed over Chu Feng, and he clapped his hands together and said "Amitabha", "Senior brother Xuanci, you are here too... "

Chu Feng turned his head unexpectedly, and saw a person in a red cassock walking towards the direction of Yanmen Pass.

In Chu Feng's mind, the thought of "he's here too" has not yet stopped, and the sound of horseshoes in the northwest is heard again. Looking around, there is a majestic figure, trusting the horse...

This is the third bald head that Chu Feng saw today - Xiao Yuanshan! (To be continued..)