Zifu Tianshu

Chapter 103
Seeing this, Xiahou Zhaoyang became anxious immediately, and the moves in his hands became messy. Wan'er was facing these wolf-like men in black. As soon as they met each other, dangers arose one after another. Lan Wenxuan sighed, grabbed ten A few bamboo leaves struck in all directions.

The bamboo leaves were silent, and in addition to the dark sky, no one would notice them at all. By the time the men in black reacted, they would have been unable to move.

At this moment, Xiahou Wan'er was protecting Xiahou Ziyang, and she already had a desperate heart. She stared at the men in black vigilantly. After a while, she felt a little puzzled, and found that the men in black were all maintaining this attacking posture. He remained motionless, and suddenly remembered how Sakura looked in Xicheng in the evening, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he boldly walked towards the nearest man in black.

Lan Wenxuan almost stopped laughing when he saw Xiahou Wan'er's cautious look.

For some reason, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Wan'er was innocent and cute, and his heart softened.

Wan'er found that the man in black was still unresponsive. At this time, she became more courageous. She handed the round sword to her right hand, stretched out her left hand and shook the man in black in front of her a few times, and found that the man in black had nothing but rolling eyes , Just like a stone sculpture, the figure of the black-faced man suddenly appeared in her mind, and she muttered to herself: "It's the black-faced uncle, it must be the black-faced uncle."

Immediately, she looked around, but she couldn't find anything possible, and she couldn't help showing disappointment on her face.

At this time, she suddenly thought of seriously injuring Xiahou Ziyang, and hurried back. At this time, Ziyang had passed out, and his blood had already stained a large area of ​​the ground, and hurriedly called: "Brother, brother!"

Called by her, the black-clothed leader also felt that something was wrong here, and Xiahou Zhaoyang heard his daughter's cry of blood, thinking that Ziyang had unfortunately died, and then he screamed, and the spiritual energy of his whole body hung into the sword, He blasted towards the leader in black.

The man in black was stunned for a moment, but saw a violent sword energy coming towards him. He didn't care about thinking too much, so he didn't dare to resist it, and hurriedly floated back. The violent sword energy hit the ground. On the mound, there was a bang, and suddenly it was leveled on a mound with a radius of five or six meters.

Seeing the black-clothed leader backing away, Xiahou Zhaoyang didn't chase after him, and rushed towards the place where his son was lying. When he rushed in front of those black-clothed men, without thinking, he waved his long sword, and a burst of thunder came. There was a burst of thunder, and the heads of the seven or eight black-clothed men who were already immobile blocking the way suddenly turned away. He didn't even take a second look, and knelt directly beside Xiahou Ziyang, seeing that the blood had already stained Aiko's whole body. , suddenly heartbroken and wept: "Yang'er, it's Daddy's fault."

And Wan'er saw Xiahou Zhaoyang, she had a backbone, and hurriedly said to Xiahou Zhaoyang: "Daddy, save brother."

Reminded by Wan'er, he hastily suppressed his sobbing, stretched out his hand to feel for Zi Yang's pulse, his face suddenly beamed with joy, wiped away his old tears with a wave of his sleeves, and hurriedly spread his hands into his arms, and took out his pulse. A porcelain vase turned Xiahou Ziyang's body over, ripped off Ziyang's broken robe with trembling hands, opened the porcelain vase, sprinkled some gray potion on it, looked up at his daughter, and found that her daughter was actually intact Lossless, with a sigh of relief.

At this time, he realized that since the rest of the men in black were still maintaining the same posture, when he glanced at a man in black, he found a look of fear in the eyes of the men in black.

In fact, the man in black himself didn't know why he couldn't move all of a sudden. Could it be that there really were the legendary ghosts and ghosts?
Unknown things almost broke the defense of the surviving men in black.

Xiahou Zhaoyang scanned all the men in black who looked like stone carvings, and found that they were the same

At the time of Xiahou Zhaoyang's last blow, the black-clothed leader had already sensed something was wrong, so he didn't attack to block it. He stabilized his figure and observed carefully. At this time, he had already confirmed that those subordinates had been plotted against, regardless of whether these subordinates lived or died. But this mission has failed, if you don't leave now, if Xiahou Zhaoyang comes back to his senses, it will be difficult to leave again!

The black-clothed leader's eyes flickered, as if hesitating. When he saw Xia Hou Zhaoyang flying seven or eight of his subordinates face to face, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and hurriedly retreated. After retreating more than ten meters, he was about to turn around and run away. A sharp aura was rampant, and then a black shadow seemed to descend from the sky, the face of the leader in black suddenly changed, and then he respectfully said to the black shadow: "See the guardian!"

That person also wore a black robe and a bamboo hat, so he couldn't see his face.

Accepting the greeting from the black-clothed leader calmly, he looked at the former coldly, and snorted, the former trembled, as if he was very frightened.

I didn't expect that just a snort could make a Sword Emperor so terrified. Who the hell is this?

Lan Wenxuan secretly said in the dark: "There are indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the imperial capital!"

At this time, the man turned around and walked towards Xiahou Zhaoyang. The first black-clothed leader bowed his head and followed behind the black-clothed guardian. Xiahou Zhaoyang had already sensed the existence of this person, and guarded Ziyang who had fainted. , staring solemnly at the mysterious man in black who came over.

"Xiahou Zhaoyang, don't think that your Xiahou family is one of the four major families, but we are not something you can offend, let go of my subordinates! Then obediently hand over the magic crystal, today's matter is not going to be pursued by the guardian !” said the black-clothed guardian.

The black-clothed protector has been hiding here all this time, and he has never found out how these black-clothed men were plotted against or what methods they used. If they can't figure out the situation later, as long as Xiahou Zhaoyang has done something to those black-clothed men, It's not that he doesn't want to use strong means to kill Xiahou's father and son, but now he looks at those stone sculpture-like subordinates, and he can't help feeling jealous!
Xiahou Zhaoyang looked at his seriously injured son. At this moment, he calmed down, and said coldly to the black-clothed guardian: "No matter who you are, you are a person who descended from the Guangmeng Realm. Don't even think about going back today!"

He didn't reveal that those men in black had nothing to do with him. Although he was also puzzled at this time, but he firmly believed that there was an expert to help, Xiahou Zhaoyang's heart was much calmer.

Hearing Xiahou Zhaoyang's strong tone, the black-clothed guardian seemed even more fearful, obviously hesitating for a moment before saying coldly: "Since you are so ignorant, then next year's today will be the three of you father and son's memorial day!"

Immediately, on one side of his body, he said to the black-clothed leader behind him: "Master Tao, kill him!"

The black-clothed leader at the back was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this result, and immediately cursed in his heart: "CNM's! I'm so afraid that I asked Lao Tzu to go up to die, isn't he the guardian of the outer sect? What are you, I will die sooner or later. you."

He scolded in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it. After all, strength is everything. Now he is three stars behind Tiger Wing Guardian, and the latter's position is higher than him. Now he can only bite the bullet.

Although it was just a moment of stupefaction, the black-clothed guardian frowned and shouted: "Master Tao, do you have any objections to this guardian's order?"

After asking, he looked at the leader in black with cold eyes.

Although the black-clothed leader cursed in his heart, but at this moment he looked respectful and hurriedly bowed and said: "This subordinate dare not, but the long sword is destroyed, and the unarmed man is the opponent of Xiahou Zhaoyang."

After finishing speaking, he greedily looked at the long sword shining coldly in the hand of the black-clothed guardian. Hearing what the black-clothed leader said, the black-clothed guardian frowned, looked at the long sword in his hand reluctantly, and was about to hand it over When he went out, he suddenly rolled his eyes, and in his hand was a dagger no more than two feet long, made of ordinary iron, and handed it to the black leader.

The leader in black saw that the protector was about to hand over the Wujin sword to him, and he was overjoyed. As long as he got the sword, there would be no possibility for the protector to get it back. The quality of the sword was not much different from that of ordinary kitchen knives. He was stunned for a moment, and then he scolded the eight generations of Tiger Wing Guardian ancestors in his heart.

Although he was cursing in his heart, he had no choice but to reach out to catch the dagger, something was better than nothing.

Seeing the farcical scene of the two men in black, Xia Hou Zhaoyang watched coldly. He didn't take a few steps until the leader in black came up with his sword in hand, for fear of affecting his children in the fight!

At this time, Wan'er worriedly glanced at Zhaoyang after washing and shouted: "Be careful, Daddy!" The leader in black heard Wan'er's shout, glanced at him, and smiled coldly.

"Xiahou Zhaoyang is ignorant of current affairs, don't blame this hall master for being merciless." Then he swung the dagger in his hand, as if giving Xiahou Zhaoyang a final ultimatum. As long as the latter said no, his sword would be dead. will spill out.

Xia Hou Zhaoyang snorted coldly, didn't even bother to answer, pulled out the round sword that had been inserted on the ground, and took the lead in the attack, slashing at the black-clothed leader with three strikes of sword energy.

The black-clothed leader was also unambiguous. He swung his dagger left and right, and two sword qi blasted out, then he backed up, and with a flick of his wrist, the third sword qi also shot out immediately, followed by boom boom boom, three violent sounds This time, the black-clothed leader suffered from the long sword not being in his hand, and his chest was injured by a sword energy, but it was not serious, he just groaned and took a few steps back.

Xiahou Zhaoyang was about to take advantage of the victory to chase after him, but at this moment, he found that the guardian in black was staring at Wan'er and Ziyang with malicious eyes, so he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​pursuing, retreated, stood nearby, and stared vigilantly at That malicious black-clothed protector.

At this moment, Lan Wenxuan became impatient, I should say very impatient, this kind of tug-of-war was not interesting at all, besides, there was still a man lying on the ground whose life and death were uncertain, and he was waiting behind at first.It seems that I can help as much as I can.

Immediately he lowered his head and grabbed a few bamboo leaves to prepare to shoot. At this time, the black-clothed leader stabilized his figure, touched his chest, and suddenly became furious. With a horizontal sword in his hand, he shouted: "Wind and cloud!"

Suddenly, a violent subtraction swept towards the latter like a cloud in the wind, and Xia Hou Zhaoyang suddenly felt the violent breath coming towards the children behind him, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and wave his sword to meet him. go up.

At this time, the body of the black-clothed guardian swayed, and rushed towards those black-clothed men who were like stone carvings. He checked the black-clothed men one by one, his brows tightened, and he found that these men had no injuries at all. It's normal, but no matter what he does, there is no response to those familiar ones except for the movement of the eyes.

At this time, he turned his eyes to Wan'er who was watching the battle and Ziyang who was unconscious come over

(End of this chapter)