Starting boy Ma Kongqun

Chapter 32 One sword defeats a thousand armies

In "An Le Ji", the night is dark.

A group of men in black ran like nocturnal ghosts on the deserted streets. After a while, they arrived outside the "Bai Lian Fang", which had been expanded several times and was more than five times the original size.

The workshop was filled with darkness and silence, like a huge tomb, exuding an unsettling aura.

The men in black stood outside the door of the workshop. One of them raised his hand and pointed forward. Two people immediately flew up beside him, climbed over the wall and fell into the workshop.

After a while, the two of them opened the door and came out. They went to the person in the middle to give the order and whispered: "Guardian Qin, is there no one inside?"

The Protector Qin thought for a moment and sneered: "It seems that Ma Kongqun was cautious in his actions. He was worried that someone would be taken advantage of after he left, so he chose to gather his men together and shrink the defense. It's a pity that no matter how careful he was, I never imagined what kind of enemy we would face... We immediately rushed to the headquarters of 'Wanma Tang' to meet the second elder!"

At that time, these people turned around and left the "Anleji", found the horses left outside, mounted their horses and rushed to the "Wanma Hall".

After galloping for more than forty miles, we were approaching the pasture where the "Ten Thousand Horses Hall" was located, and two lights suddenly appeared in front of us.

Protector Qin, who was leading the team, was frightened. He quickly ordered his horse to slow down and rushed forward with all his body on guard.

When they got closer, they saw clearly that the "Second Elder" and more than [-] people they were going to meet were parked here on the only way to the "Ten Thousand Horses Hall".

Two bamboo poles were erected in the center of the road ahead, and two lanterns were raised on the bamboo poles, illuminating a space of several feet in radius.

A table was placed between the two lanterns, and two people sat and stood behind the table.

Sitting peacefully facing everyone was a man in his thirties, with an elegant face and as gentle as jade, holding a small wine glass in his hand.

Standing on one side is a teenage girl with lively eyebrows and pretty face. She has two long braids hanging on her chest and is holding a wine bottle in her hand.

"Second Elder!" Protector Qin rode his horse to an old man with a sinister face and a skinny figure, and whispered, "There is no one in the 'Bai Lian Fang'. It should be transferred to the 'Ten Thousand Horses Hall'."

The second elder nodded and said, "I already know. Isn't the little girl over there the daughter of Tie Zhan?"

Protector Qin asked: "Who is that other person?"

The second elder sighed: "Who do you think can stop me and three hundred good men from moving forward with a sword?"

"Li Xunhuan!"

Protector Qin instantly thought of the answer. Because there are only two people and two swords in the world who can do this. One of them is the object of their worship, and the only one left is the other person and the other sword. --Romantic Swordsman.

"Everyone," Li Xunhuan across from him put down his wine glass and spoke slowly while looking at everyone, "Xunhuan was told by a doctor friend that he must go to bed early every day to calm his mind and body. It's already getting late, so why don't we all say goodbye to each other? How are you doing?"

"Light the torch!"

Murder and arson often go hand in hand, so most of these people carry fire sticks and torches.

Following the second elder's order, torches soaked in grease were lit and held high, illuminating the area where everyone was.

The worst situation than facing Xiao Li's flying knife is facing Xiao Li's flying knife in the dark. The light of these torches may not change anything, but it is always better than nothing.

The second elder urged his horse to the front and faced Li Xunhuan at a distance of more than twenty steps.

Seeing that the other party had not dismounted, Li Xunhuan did not get up either, and asked with a smile: "May I ask your senior's name?"

The second elder said in a deep voice: "I no longer use my name. Li Tanhua just calls me 'Tianpeng'."

Li Xunhuan asked: "What did senior Peng think of the proposal just made by junior that day?"

Tianpeng's expression was cold and stern: "Li Tanhua's tone is too loud. Please note that even if your little Li flying knife is used successfully, it can only kill one person with one blow. If I let more than [-] masters behind me swarm up, I don't know if you have a chance." How many knives are there?" Li Xunhuan didn't even look at the people behind Tianpeng who were about to move. A knife appeared out of thin air between the thumb, index finger and middle finger of his right hand. It was a light and thin flying knife that was three inches and seven minutes long:

"It doesn't take several swords, just one sword is enough. Because even if there are thousands of troops in front of him, Li can guarantee that this sword can kill anyone he wants to kill!"

Tianpeng looked at the cold glow on the tip of the knife that flickered in and out under the light, and suddenly felt an endless chill in his heart.

He had a clear premonition in his heart: as long as this knife was issued from those three slender and powerful fingers, no matter how he tried to block and dodge, and no matter how many subordinates he had around him, it would sink into his throat.

This is Xiao Li Fei Dao, the Xiao Li Fei Dao that "is the best in the world and is a true example".

The two of them faced off for a long time, one behind the table and the other on the horse. Li Xunhuan looked leisurely, Tianpeng's face was as dark as water, and neither of them wanted to speak anymore.

Suddenly, a laughter as clear and sweet as a silver bell broke the almost frozen tense atmosphere.

"Grandpa, you said that Uncle Li is nothing to be afraid of, but how do you know that Uncle Li only has one flying knife?"

While Tie Linglong was joking, she reached under the table, pulled out a small box like a magic trick, opened it and poured it on the table.

Amidst the clanging sound of metal, a pile of flying knives with cold light appeared on the table. It looked like there were hundreds of them.

Tie Linglong said proudly: "This is a flying knife made by my father himself. The style is exactly the same as Uncle Li's flying knife, but the quality is several times better!"

Li Xunhuan casually threw away the flying knife that had just frightened everyone, took one from the table and held it on his fingertips. After feeling it for a while, he smiled and said, "Sure enough, the craftsmanship is much better than that of the Daye blacksmith!"

Tie Linglong turned back to Tianpeng and smiled: "Grandpa, Uncle Li has more than one sword, and of course there is more than one person!"

After that, she raised her right hand diagonally towards the sky, and shot a short featherless arrow from the mouth of an iron pipe in her sleeve. The pure iron arrow body was engraved with two exhaust holes, and it let out a scream as it flew through the air. .

Following the sound of the arrow, a shout came out from the woods on both sides of the road, and figures rushed out and stood still. They seemed to be holding bows and arrows, pointing left and right at the people on the road.

Tianpeng looked at Li Xunhuan, who was holding a flying knife in front of him and smiling silently, and then at the unknown number of ambush soldiers on both sides half-hidden in the darkness. After being silent for a while, he suddenly laughed: "I think Li Tanhua's suggestion just now is good, let's just say goodbye." , everyone is well and let’s go!”

After saying that, he turned his horse's head and walked away, followed closely by the more than three hundred people behind him without saying a word.

Li Xunhuan sat back and watched these people completely disappear into the darkness in the distance, then put away the flying knife and let out a deep sigh.

Tie Linglong asked curiously: "Uncle Li, the enemy has been scared off by you, why are you still not happy?"

Li Xunhuan sighed: "The strength of those people just now is enough to destroy a medium-sized sect. If they are really the minions of the Demon Sect as Brother Ma said, I am afraid that the Central Plains martial arts world will be troubled from now on!"

Tie Linglong did not take it seriously: "The martial arts in the Central Plains is none of our business, but there are three heroes, Uncle Li, Uncle Ma and Uncle Bai, outside the customs. Even if the demon sect's minions come, they will definitely be beaten everywhere. tooth!"

Li Xunhuan laughed dumbly, but the worry in his eyes did not diminish.

　The old book "The Immortal in the Gourd" by Zhu Tianliu, which I recommend, is almost complete. You can read it by clicking on the book title below.

　　brief introduction:
  　　Look at the world with a smile, who is in charge of the ups and downs of the world?

　　Fighting for the world with fists, the mountains are so high that I am the top.

　　How many times will we see each other in the vicissitudes of life?

　　After passing through all the waves of calamity, this body turned out to be the Immortal in the Gourd.

　　Traveling through the heavens and worlds with the mysterious gourd mark, on the long journey of seeking the truth, I meet some people and change some things, that's all.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)