In the blink of an eye that man rushed over. Obviously the commander was deliberately going easy on them, he wanted to annihilate them in one fell swoop.
Lu Fei suddenly felt the pressure around him lessened. A middle-aged man with a thin face and a heavy sword in his hand was rushing over. Behind him was a woman in yellow clothes, but her face was covered by a veil so Lu Fei could not see her face clearly. They quickly merged into one and formed a circle. The middle-aged man surnamed Yang said, "Looks like Song Xiong's skill has improved … ah, could it be that this gentleman is the famous' Qing Yi Fu Wang 'Wei Yixiao?"
"Xiongtai has good eyesight," Wei Yixiao said, "I am indeed Wei Yixiao."
The middle-aged man surnamed Yang continued to kill the enemy while without turning his head he said, "This little friend must be the Ming Cult's new Jiaozhu, who has been widely rumored in Jianghu recently."
Lu Fei chopped a man in half with his saber and said, "Junior Lu Fei pays his respect to Yang Qianbei."
Song Wen forced a man back with his saber and said, "I have not introduced Lu Lao Di. This brother is surnamed Yang, his given name is Lu Yuan. That little girl is Yang Xiong's beloved daughter, Yang Xinyu."
Yang Xinyu forced two Mongolian soldiers back with her sword. Song Wen said, "This trip is very dangerous, why did Yang Xiong bring his daughter along?" "We have no choice," Yang Luyuan said, "This matter is very important. The Wulin world is in a foul atmosphere because of the Mongolians. We, father and daughter, have no choice but to leave the mountain together, hoping to turn the tide."
These people's internal energy was profound, so they killed the enemy and talked at the same time. They did not feel anything was wrong. The Mongolians were so angry that they were shouting and yelling. These people did not put them in their eyes at all. For a moment there were many Mongolian soldiers who were not afraid of death and rushed forward.
They killed the enemy while advancing. Lu Fei used his' qian kun da nuo yi 'martial art to make them kill their own men effortlessly. In the blink of an eye he led them into the forest.
There were many trees in the forest, so it was not that convenient to kill them. By this time the five people had already killed several hundred to a thousand people. The ground was littered with corpses, but in the blink of an eye they were also trampled by the others.
The group went deeper and deeper into the forest. Gradually, the enemy's commander could no longer see their tracks, and his command became less and less flexible. Later on, the number of soldiers became fewer and fewer. Lu Fei was the first to charge and kill for a while, then he took the group and fled far away.
Lu Fei was once again bathed in blood. The few of them found a small lake and washed their bodies. Then, they went ashore and used their internal energy to dry their clothes. Yang Xinyu's skill was slightly weaker, so she took some time to dry her clothes. At this time, she was still wearing her veil.
The few of them rested by the lake for a while. Yang Luyuan said, "We agreed to meet up under the great banyan tree. If the others come, they should be able to find us." Song Wen felt a little hungry and said, "I'll go find something to eat first. Once we start a fire, they will be able to see it."
Lu Fei said, "Why don't I go over and take a look? If someone is waiting there, I'll ask them to come here."
Wei Yixiao said, "Cult Leader, please rest, I'll go." He knew that when Lu Fei circulated his internal energy, he had used up a lot of his strength. Right now he urgently needed to recuperate and restore his internal energy. Wei Yixiao was only on the side, he did not exert too much strength.
Lu Fei nodded and said, "Then you be careful."
Wei Yixiao accepted the order and left. Lu Fei sat cross-legged on the ground and began to circulate his internal energy. Song Wen pulled a big wild boar out of the forest and said, "I've always heard that the meat of the wild boar on Mount Yan is fat and tender. If I don't eat it once, I won't be satisfied." Finished speaking, he started to make a fire.
Yang Luyuan said, "Aren't you afraid of attracting Mongolian martial art masters?"
Song Wen said, "What's there to be afraid of? If they dare to come, I'll kill them until they are trembling in fear … Niece, did you bring the flint?"
Yang Xinyu took out the flint from her bosom and said, "Let me start the fire."
Song Wen said, "Very well, I'll clean up this wild boar."
By this time Lu Fei had already circulated his internal energy to restore his internal energy, but he felt that this time his internal energy was surging too fast. Not too long after, his entire body's internal energy was circulating rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he had completed a small circle of vital energy. After a while, the top of his head emitted wisps of white qi. After another while, the hundred qi turned into a mass of white fog and lingered above his head. Seeing this, Yang Luyuan praised, "This Jiaozhu Lu's internal energy is profound, and now he has made a breakthrough. It's really like the new generation of the Yangtze River surpassing the old."
Song Wen nodded and said, "He is young and talented. It is indeed the great fortune of the Wulin world of the Central Plains." While saying that, he put a boar leg over the fire and roasted it. He said, "Let us protect him."
Yang Xinyu looked at Yang Luyuan and said, "Father, didn't you say that the Ming Cult is a Devil Cult?"
Song Wen heard her and said, "That's not right. I have some friendship with the Ming Cult's Yang Dingtian. He is a great hero who led the Ming Cult disciples to resist the Mongolian Tatars. Now, this Jiaozhu Lu is young and promising. He resolved the war between the Ming Cult and the Six Great Sects, solved the siege of the Wudang Clan, and led the Ming Cult to the right path. He is also a hero. "
Yang Luyuan and his daughter lived in seclusion deep in the mountains all year round. They were not very familiar with the outside world. Hearing this, they suddenly understood. However, Yang Xinyu still did not believe it. She had once seen a Ming Cult disciple kill innocent people with her own eyes. However, she did not want to refute this matter, so she did not say it.
After a while, Wei Yixiao came over with a bald man whose face was full of pimples. The man was very ugly, but everyone was very respectful to him. They all stood up and said, "Mister Shenyun is here."
The bald man nodded. Everyone introduced him. It turned out that this person was called "Layman Shenyun". He was a master who had lived in seclusion for a long time. He was proficient in the mathematics of constellations and was also a master who did not appear in the world. This time, he was invited to help and solve the secret of the Jingyan Palace.
Wei Yixiao saw white smoke coming out of Lu Fei's head. He hurriedly said, "This … what happened to Jiaozhu?"
Yang Luyuan said, "Right now he is at a critical juncture in his cultivation. You must not disturb him."
Wei Yixiao felt relieved. "Then I will continue to receive people," he said, "I will have to trouble everybody to take care of Jiaozhu."
"Don't worry," Song Wen said, "Go."
Layman Shenyun nodded. He sat on the side and began to write and draw on the ground. His brows were tightly knitted as he racked his brain. Sometimes he would quickly draw a large number on the ground. Other times he would hesitate for half a day, unwilling to draw even a single stroke. Nobody dared to disturb him.
Yang Xinyu saw that this person's hair was grizzled and his appearance was very sloppy. He had a chubby face, and the way he ate made people laugh. "Can't you be a bit more refined?" Song Wen said, "The Miss is watching."
The man raised his head and looked at Yang Xinyu. "Oh," he uttered, and then continued to bury his head in chewing. At this moment, footsteps were heard from the forest as three people walked out.
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