The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 153

It was midday and the sun was shining brightly.

Although the official road leading to the west of Jinzhou City is quiet and deserted, the sun shines brightly on the sand and gravel on the road, making people feel that this place is not too deserted.

A leopard hangs lazily on a protruding branch basking in the sun, and a fly flies lazily... This is the only thing that moves outside the west gate of Jinzhou at noon in midsummer.

However, at this moment, a figure came up the official road from the windless forest.

The figure tapped the ground lightly, hardly making any sound, at least it didn't disturb the lazy leopard and the lazy fly.

This person is dressed in brocade clothes, with a bulging bag around his waist, a folding fan, and a delicate leather bag. He looks like a gentleman, and he looks like a scholar who has returned from a long journey.

The man lightly twisted the folding fan with two fingers, and lightly dusted his clothes. The leaves, flowers and plants reluctantly took off from his body and floated to the ground.

Looking forward to more than ten feet ahead, the word "Jinzhou" on the black background gold lettering on the city gate plaque is particularly eye-catching. There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Fang was about to move forward, but suddenly he heard a strange sound behind him, and it was only a few feet away from him.

The man was terrified in his heart, he was sure that there were no people on the road to the left and right just now, so he showed up, how could he know that a person and a horse had quietly come behind him in this moment.

This person and horse were none other than Jiang Yichen and General Hei.

After Jiang Yichen bid farewell to Feng, he searched for a way to Jinzhou City from the depths of the Windless Forest.

Under the scorching sun, the hungry Jiang Yichen didn't have much energy at all. He just closed his eyes and held his breath astride the black general's back, letting him drag him towards the west gate.

General Hei knew that his master was too tired and his feet were getting sicker, but he shortened his steps and lowered his hooves more lightly, allowing Jiang Yichen to rest for a while.

The man in brocade clothing who sprang out from the forest didn't alarm the lazy leopard lazy fly, but it alarmed Jiang Yichen.

When Jiang Yichen opened his eyes, the man in brocade was falling on the road. When the black general approached the man like a ghost, Jiang Yichen had a panoramic view of the other's clothes, appearance, and demeanor.

The man in brocade had already turned around, looked at this person generously, thought to himself, he should be just a passerby, turned around and walked towards the city gate.

But the man in brocade clothes didn't dare to relax at all, especially when the two sides were within a few feet of each other, he kept his footsteps as light as possible. Once the person on the horse made any changes, he could immediately stand up and dodge.

The moment they passed by, the heart of the brocade-clothed man rose to his throat, even though he pretended to be calm and composed, he couldn't help but glance to the side, only to see that the man on the horse had closed his eyes, as if extremely lethargic , refused to let go of a moment of dozing, and was completely carried forward by the black horse under his crotch.

The man in brocade clothes kept his expression on his face, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, it was just a false alarm. The moment the two sides approached, he felt the chill coming from the indifferent appearance of the young man on horseback. If this If young people want to trouble him, he may not be able to fight, but he will definitely be entangled so hard to get out.

He could see that the young man was probably too tired, and seven percent of the action of closing his eyes was indeed for resting his mind, while the remaining three percent was just for him to watch, showing that he had no thoughts about him.

Before he had settled down for a moment, there was another sound of horseshoes coming from the west gate. It was not the young man in white who shot back his carbine, because the sound of horseshoes came from inside the city gate. It was the sound of two horses. the sound of.

Although Jiang Yichen felt sleepy, he didn't want to miss any opportunity to get news. The two people who came out of the city were excellent carriers of information. Still opened his eyes.

I saw two people running out of the city gate on two horses, and they were walking towards Jiang Yichen, passing by in a hurry.

Not only is the sound of the horse's hooves rushing, but even the breathing of the two on horseback is fast and short. They frown and look sad, and the actions of constantly wiping sweat make it difficult to hide their inner anxiety, and their constant hesitant eyes pass by Jiang Yichen alone At that time, Kung Fu stayed on him for a while.

Although their sizing eyes were slightly concealed, Jiang Yichen didn't miss them. Obviously, the two of them came here to find someone.

Jiang Yichen didn't see the faces of the two clearly, but their clothes made him pat the marching black general to slow him down.

Jiang Yichen had seen this dress not long ago, and he didn't show any mercy that time.

Purple, mysterious and rich, the purple clothes worn by these two people are not different from the purple clothes worn by Zi Yexuan and his party that he met in Misty Valley more than ten days ago. He really wants to know what happened to Zi Yexuan before How would they react, and at this moment, they were more concerned about whether the person they were looking for was the man in brocade.

On the short ten-foot road, the four of them had their own thoughts. Unlike the anxiety of the two in Ziyi and Jiang Yichen's curiosity, the man in Jinyi couldn't help but have a headache at this time.

"Hey, why is this place in the west of Jinzhou City so lively today?" The man in brocade clothes murmured in his heart. Even the Jinzhou government just hired an old street sweeper at a low price to be in charge of opening and closing the west gate, otherwise, he would not have traveled far and wide, and chose this place to enter Jinzhou on purpose.

The two purple-clothed men oncoming should be from Ziyexuan. After skipping over the white-clothed youth in front of them, they kept their eyes on themselves. The brocade-clothed man walked towards the city with heavy steps. The door continued to move forward, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart: "Those who come are not good, and those who are kind don't come, I'm afraid I can't escape this trouble."

The man in brocade clothes filtered the information in his mind in an instant, and he could already recognize who the two people in front of him were.

The one with fluffy beard and hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes is Wang Kui, and the well-dressed, somewhat dignified one is Ge Hongtu. One wields double axes and the other wields a single sword. Duanmu who died before was unscrupulous.

"Yo ho! It doesn't take much effort to get here. Lao Ge, bringing this kid back to the alliance will be enough for us to eat and drink for the rest of our lives!" Although there is still some distance from the man in brocade clothes, the king who squinted his eyes to see the situation clearly Kui couldn't help but greeted his companions beside him.

"Are you sure?" Ge Hongtu also stared intently at the pedestrians in front of him, but he was not as sharp-eyed as Wang Kui, and asked in doubt.

While talking, the two of Wang Ge and the man in brocade clothes got closer to each other. Ge Hongtu could now see clearly the man's attire and things on his body.

After seeing the bulging luggage and the folding fan, Ge Hongtu opened his mouth and said in a voice that only he and Wang Kui could hear: "Do it."

"Oh, it's only a few steps before we can enter the city. It's really troublesome." Seeing the two evil gods blocking the way flying towards him, the man in brocade clothes lamented in his heart.

I saw the twin axes falling, and the flying sword whizzing past, but they all missed.

"I didn't expect this sick man to react very quickly, but his movements are really unsightly." Wang Kui said with a stare.

"After all, I used to be the favored son of heaven, but now I have lost all my martial arts, but the most basic reaction is always no worse than ordinary people." Ge Hongtu said.

Obviously, the two of them didn't care about the first move's failure, because they didn't intend to take the man in brocade clothes' life, they wanted to capture him alive, and a useless man was just a fish in a cage in front of them, and he could be captured easily, the man in brocade clothes In their eyes, the evasive action of rolling all over the ground just now is the limit of what he can do, and the next thing he can do is to let go.

The one who uses the sword has to be nimbler. Ge Hongtu made another sword move, and he approached the man in brocade clothes, and he was dodged by the man in brocade clothes with a thrust. It is a kind of provocation, which will only irritate the other party.

Sure enough, Ge Hongtu was furious immediately, his sword intent soared into the sky, and his body shot out like an arrow. The long sword directly grabbed the man's head in brocade clothes, and went towards his gate of life.

Wang Kui was shocked when he saw this, he was afraid that Ge Hongtu's sword would kill the man in brocade clothes, and the rich and powerful people who were in front of him would disappear in smoke, but Ge Hongtu was like an arrow, and it would be difficult to stop his momentum.

Worrying about gains and losses, Wang Kui turned his head and held up the ax to completely cover the sight in front of him. He silently begged the blessing of the Bodhisattva in his heart, and hoped that this boy in brocade clothes would be blessed and lucky enough to avoid this catastrophe.

Seeing Ge Hongtu's menacing approach, the man in brocade clothes didn't dare to underestimate the enemy any longer, he spread his folding fan, and took the head-on blow forcefully.

Hitting the sword with a fan is like hitting a stone with an egg, but the folding fan not only was not pierced by the blade, but also blocked the sword, and the man in brocade clothes only staggered back a few steps, without much impact.

The material of the folding fan that can withstand sharp blades is extraordinary, and folding fans with such a material are rare in Jianghu, and Jiang Yichen has seen one before.

Although separated by some distance, I can vaguely see about thirty words densely written on the fan facing him, and a poem came out inexplicably from the bottom of my heart, "The shadow of the moon is broken, the traces of the stars are right, the dawn wind makes the spring water tired .Willow bank, random flowers scattered. Dancing with the waves, the meaning seems to be lingering. Complex, complex, complex." Exactly thirty words.

(End of this chapter)