Chapter 80 Rescue
Fengsha Station.
The north wind is like a knife, cutting through the rolling sand.
A cavalry suddenly appeared in the sky, like a sandstorm, arriving in an instant.
This is a fifty-man black armored cavalry, and the leader is obviously Taoist Linghe.
On his palm, a blue crane made of paper was suspended in the air like a psychic, with its head pointing in a certain direction.
"Sure enough... the thief escaped here."
Taoist Linghe had a trace of disdain on his face: "The tracking technique of my Yunjian Sect cannot be easily dispelled..."
He suddenly looked behind him and his voice became louder: "That thief won't escape within a radius of twenty miles, search him for me!"
A Xuanjia cavalry shouted, clamped his horse's belly, and the horse rushed out.
Zhong Shenxiu was among the knights when he saw Linghe's sharp eyes looking over: "Su Daozhi?"
"My subordinate is here."
He frowned and stepped forward to obey the order.
"You know, that Lu Huolong injured a nobleman from Middle-earth. I don't agree with Junior Sister Feng Xi'er's decision to protect you." Taoist Linghe didn't take him seriously at all and said to himself: "So this time Just calling you out can be regarded as a merit at the expense of a crime, so you have to behave well."
Behind him, two petty officials, Zhang Hezhi and Zhao Hu, Yiwen and Wu, were there. They immediately cast a joking look after hearing this.
Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with Zhong Shenxiu's attitude last time.
The most important thing is that the other party hasn’t tipped the personnel yet!
You just don’t know how to behave, so no wonder you associate with gangsters.
This time, even if he died in the yellow sand, no one would speak for him.
"As commanded."
It is an idiotic behavior to contradict your superiors in person and still execute military orders.
Zhong Shenxiu immediately accepted the order and entered the desert as if he was chasing the enemy bravely.
'Land Fire Dragon...'
When he thought of the swordsman, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful: 'I thought you could run away, but I didn't expect...you were caught with clues. ’
For casual cultivators, this is a very fatal thing.
According to common sense, the other party with rich experience would not get himself to this point.
‘Perhaps… there was an accident? ’
Zhong Shenxiu sighed secretly, but the friendship over a meal had not yet reached the point of life and death, so he didn't feel much regret in his heart. He just looked at Taoist Linghe and his two followers and felt very unhappy.
Phew...pah!
He patrolled aimlessly on horseback, obviously not finding any target.
But not long after, a firework rose from the west, which was a signal for the Black Armor Cavalry to ask for help!
Seeing this scene, Zhong Shenxiu pursed his lips, whipped his riding whip, and the horse immediately started galloping.
Vaguely, there was a mana fluctuation coming from ahead.
"Monks fighting? Is it Lu Huolong vs. Linghe?"
Zhong Shenxiu worked hard, but when he arrived, he found that the battle was over.
On the ground were several corpses decapitated by flying swords, with dark red blood flowing all over the ground.
Taoist Linghe was closing his eyes and regulating his breath, surrounded by close followers and guards.
After less than a few dozen breaths, he jumped up and laughed loudly: "This Lu Huolong is really a swordsman. It's a pity that he was injured by poison and was hit by my spell. He is already dead." , you go, bring his body back, whip it for three days, and hang it at the city gate as a warning!"
"As commanded."
A group of knights were all pumped up, chasing wildly along the traces.
Zhong Shenxiu deliberately took a step slowly and gradually moved away from the team.
He stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, and a layer of flesh and blood squirmed, suddenly transforming into the appearance of Master Shenxiu.
Not only that, the clothes on his body have also been changed to some extent.
Throwing some debris on the mount and throwing the mount into a different space, Zhong Shenxiu completed the gorgeous transformation in the blink of an eye.
He controls the headless earl, and his whole body stands out in the sky. At first glance, he looks like a great boss.
High in the sky, I soon saw something strange.
call out!
It was the sound of a flying sword piercing the air, and it was also the hundred-step flying sword of a Gangsha Realm monk!
Within a hundred steps, you can control the flying sword like an arm and use your fingers, and use it with a sharp weapon. You can kill people when you block it, and you can kill Buddha when you block it!
The ancient sword in Lu Huolong's hand didn't look good, but after it was unsheathed, the sword's light was as blazing as fire. It was obviously not an ordinary sword, but a magic weapon!
puff!
The flying sword flew through the air and fell from an incredible angle. A chasing cavalry suddenly fell down and fell off his horse.
The sword was successful, but the flying sword seemed to have its own spirituality. It turned another corner and pierced the heart of another pursuer.
But after this strike, the sword seemed to have lost all its power and fell to the ground. Only the tip of the sword seemed unwilling to give in and was still trembling slightly, like a poisonous snake spitting a message.
Those knights did not dare to approach, but instead shouted with joy: "He is dying... This achievement is almost as good as falling from the sky."
In front of him, Lu Huolong was still in ragged clothes, and now there were a few more bloodstains.
He pulled out the wine gourd from his waist, took a sip from his mouth, suddenly coughed violently, and spat out large chunks of blood. The blood was black in color, and when it fell to the ground, it solidified directly and was extremely oozing.
"Ahem... Haha, if it weren't for my injuries, how could I be humiliated by villains like you?"
Lu Huolong was generous and heroic, and didn't seem to take this seriously: "Someone Lu has a great head, and he is just waiting for you to come and get it...ahem..."
Seemingly intimidated by his momentum, no one in the group of soldiers dared to step forward.
"The oil has run out and the lamp has dried up?!"
At this time, Zhong Shenxiu's figure fell from the sky.
He was dressed in white robes and holding an ivory folding fan. He was spotless, as if he were an immortal descending into the world, and everyone was stunned.
Zhong Shenxiu ignored the others, but looked at Lu Huolong: "You are about to die, have you ever regretted it?"
"I've met Senior Shenxiu!"
Lu Huolong was a little surprised. He had met Mr. Shenxiu and had drinks with Su Daozhi, but he did not connect the two.
After all, there is a big difference between one being an expert in supernatural powers and the other being innate.
At this time, when he heard Zhong Shenxiu's question, he couldn't help but reply: "I, Mr. Lu, have never regretted anything I have done in my life... If I hadn't taken the risk to sneak into the Poison Dragon Cave for the sake of practicing magic this time, and was seriously injured as a result, I wouldn't have done anything for Linghe." This hawk and dog are humiliated!”
"Did you really go to the Poison Dragon Cave?" Zhong Shenxiu shook his head, this was his own courting of death.
Lu Huolong is so obsessed with the strange venomous snakes there, which is obviously very crucial to one of his spells, and this spell may be a standard component for developing magical powers, otherwise it would never be like this.
"Although Lu didn't find any help, he was still fully prepared. He specifically chose to act when Venerable Poison Dragon was out. Unfortunately..." Lu Huolong looked at the pursuers with a strange expression.
"You seem to have some scruples? Are they?"
Zhong Shenxiu pulled Lu Huolong, and the two of them stepped through the void and disappeared in an instant.
On the spot, the knights looked at each other, but they had no choice but to go back and report to Taoist Linghe.
They are not stupid and will not fight against masters of magical powers.