Douluo: Starting from helping Qian Renxue change her life against the sky

Chapter 138 Escape
"Too bad."

Xia Houxiu's complexion changed drastically, he jumped several feet high, and his feet stomped on the air again and again.

Rumble!
In fact, Yan Chixia's sword was not full, and it arrived in the blink of an eye.

Although Xia Houxiu escaped, the place where he was before suffered disaster.

Under the loud bang, the majestic force and sword energy on the sword hit the ground, creating a hole half a meter in diameter on the spot.

This sword technique was actually created by Yan Chixia based on Taoism. The technique of going home to eliminate is infinitely powerful.

The two fought, and the raging courtyard was in a mess.

Ye Feng stretched out his hand and dragged Xiaoshuang, who was stunned in place, into the room, and stood in front of the door to watch the fierce battle between the two peerless swordsmen.

Bang bang bang!
The two figures hit the ground from high altitude, and then from the ground to the roof.

Xia Houxiu slashed out with a burst of sword energy, and with a loud bang, the house where Yan Chixia lived was split open.

Yan Chixia, who was already violent, was completely angry, and the anger in her eyes almost solidified and burned.

"You bastard, you have to pay the price."

Yan Chixia's eyebrows were erected, with the magic weapon in hand, the shadows of swords poured down from the sky.

Xia Houxiu was surrounded by water, and there was almost no escape route.

"Haha, have you finally shot with all your strength? Hurry up!"

Xia Houxiu brandished his long sword to guard against death, almost impermeable.

Seeing Yan Chixia approaching quickly, he yelled violently, and struck Huashan with a powerful blow.

The long sword in his hand moved forward relentlessly, dispelling the surrounding air, almost tearing a vacuum, and piercing towards Yan Chixia whistling.

Yan Chixia's ancient sword slashed at the long sword, and the sword energy surged, cutting towards the top of Xia Houxiu's head.

Rumble!
The two swords collided, and the sword energy exploded between the two of them.

Xia Houxiu was pushed back a few meters, and Yan Chixia was also uncomfortable and was also pushed back a few meters.

Seeing this, Xia Houxiu laughed wildly: "It seems that you are not invincible."

When he came here today, he could finally avenge his shame and win the title of the number one swordsman in the world. From now on, he will be respected in the world.

"It's too early to be happy."

Yan Chixia was furious, the sword just now was absolutely fine, but his timing was wrong.

"Come again."

Xia Houxiu's sword flew over, and the two of them were inseparable from each other in the courtyard.

The sword energy filled the air, and the sword intentions overlapped. The surrounding houses were destroyed, leaving countless sword marks.

Ye Feng cast the golden light spell, opened the golden light shield, and protected the house where he was.

He couldn't help wondering why Xia Houxiu was so vigorous, why he died in the hands of the tree demon's grandmother.

Yan Chixia gradually gained the upper hand, and her exquisite sword moves emerged one after another, forcing Xia Houxiu to retreat steadily.

But Xia Houxiu was not to be outdone, he defended airtightly and managed to remain undefeated.

Swish swish!
Yan Chixia was not discouraged either, she raised the ancient sword, and several sword shadows attacked in an instant.

"Huh?" Xia Houxiu was shocked and said nothing, looking at the sword shadows attacking, he felt that they were all real existences, not shadows.

In desperation, he could only withdraw and retreat.

However, Yan Chixia's moves are not real, they are true and false, piercing at extremely weird and tricky angles.

Xia Houxiu couldn't dodge in time, so he closed his eyes and prepared to die.

Seeing the ancient sword piercing Xia Houxiu's throat, Yan Chixia withdrew the ancient sword.

After waiting for a while, Xia Houxiu opened his eyes when he realized that the pain in his premonition did not appear.

Then I saw Yan Chixia stopped, silent for a while, put away the long sword, Xia Houxiu cupped his fists and said, "Brother Yan is righteous!"

Yan Chixia said lightly: "You and I have no enmity or grudge, and I have no reason to kill you."

Xia Houxiu froze for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "I'll come back to compete with you."

After the words fell, Yan Chixia strode towards the door.

"He has found all this broken place, it seems that he can't stay any longer."

Yan Chixia's face was filled with displeasure.

The hermitage is exposed, not to mention the lingering Xia Houxiu, other swordsmen will definitely come to challenge without stopping.

It seems that only by leaving Wumenju and moving to other places can we enjoy some peace.

"Master, are you alright?"

Ye Feng stepped forward to inquire. During the fierce battle just now, he saw that Yan Chixia was also knocked back.

"It's okay to be a teacher."

Yan Chixia waved her hand: "Only Xia Houxiu's bastard is still haunted. Wherever I go, he will follow there. Now Wumenju has been exposed. If I don't leave this place, I'm afraid I will never have a peaceful life again." .”

"He came to you for a sword competition?" Ye Feng was puzzled.

Yan Chixia pursed her lips, and sighed: "That guy lives up to his name. He is stunned by his sword and virtue skills. Yun Tianmeng dreams of becoming the number one swordsman in the world. After he succeeds in his sword practice, he will chase me and challenge him when he has nothing to do."

"Then why did you suddenly stop?"

Ye Feng asked, wouldn't there be so many troubles if he was abolished.

Confucius Day: How can you repay a grievance with virtue?Repay kindness with kindness, and repay grievances with straightness.

Ye Feng thinks that there is no need to save face for Xia Hou, and the lesson that should be taught must be given.

"Practitioners, don't want to kill." Yan Chixia looked serious, and taught earnestly: "It's not a life-and-death enmity, don't take people's lives at will, remember it for me."

Ye Feng looked at Yan Chixia in surprise, he didn't expect that a person with a hot temper could have such compassion.

Comparing my heart to my heart, if it were him, I would definitely destroy that lunatic Xia Houxiu just now.

But after hearing Yan Chixia's words, he fell into deep thought and felt taught.

However, when Yan Chixia said that she would leave Wumenju, Ye Feng looked forward to it.

Xia Houxiu should be Xiahou Swordsman, and he has appeared, which shows that the plot of A Chinese Ghost Story is about to happen.

Yan Chixia called Ye Feng to help pack her luggage.

"Young Master Ye!"

Xiaoshuang followed behind him step by step, with tears in her eyes, tightly clutching the hem of his clothes.

"Master and I have wandered around the rivers and lakes and wandered around. We can't take you with us. You should stay with Brother Cui."

Ye Feng looked at Xiaoshuang, feeling a little unbearable.

This girl was sold to Mochou's family as a maid since she was a child. She was born with a kind heart, but now she is lonely again.

However, he and Yan Chixia roamed the rivers and lakes, roaming the world, and might die at any time.

Bringing Xiaoshuang with me, I'm afraid it will harm her.

"When Brother Cui returns, you forward this letter to him. In the future, when you meet someone you like, he will make decisions for you."

Ye Feng made up his mind, and handed over a letter and a package to Xiaoshuang.

There were some silver taels in the package, which Ye Feng begged from Yan Chixia.

"These silver taels are for you, half of them are for Brother Cui to take the exam, and you keep the other half."

Xiaoshuang's eyes were dim with tears of grievance, and she squatted on the ground holding the package and crying.

Liu Teng understood Xiaoshuang's feelings very well, although a woman shouldn't be so ignorant.

But there is no way, there is really no way with his appearance, it will always make people poisoned.

Half an hour later, Cui Jianhong returned with a load of soy milk, looked at the demolished gate, a little dazed, thinking it was Yan Chixia's good deed.

Walking into Wumenju, I found that the house had collapsed and was in a mess, and I had a bad feeling in my heart.

"Daoist Yan, brother Ye, Xiaoshuang, where are you?"

Cui Jianhong ran around anxiously calling, but got no response.

Just when he was in a hurry, he passed Ye Feng's intact room.

Seeing Xiaoshuang alone, squatting at the door with her head in her arms, she looked weak, helpless and pitiful.

(End of this chapter)