Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 247 Waiting for the Wind to Come
"Master Hou." Su Yuan called softly, and slowly put her hand on her waist, as if there was something hidden there.

Baili Luochen shook his head lightly: "Wait a little longer. What Dong Jun said about rescuing soldiers should not be what you think."

Xie Sanye sneered: "The rescuers haven't arrived yet, can they still arrive? Is he fast enough?"

"It's too late, of course it's too late." Baili Dongjun said firmly, "Because he is, a gust of wind!"

Third Master Xie put down his hand that was about to swing the knife, and he nodded at Baili Dongjun: "Okay, I'll give you a little time."

Baili Dongjun was stunned: "How long is one o'clock?"

"It's about the time when a gust of wind blows from the city gate to here." Third Master Xie said slowly.

Su Yuan took a look at Baili Luochen, and said quietly, "My lord, I'm a little too generous."

Baili Luochen smiled: "He's not trying to be too big, he just wants to overwhelm Dong Jun in terms of mood. The time for a gust of wind has passed, and the rescue has not yet arrived. So Dong Jun is not only inferior to him in martial arts, but Even the anger in my heart has been let go, and then it will be just a matter of ups and downs."

Baili Dongjun raised his head and looked outside the house, frowning.

Third Master Xie closed his eyes to recuperate, and after a while, let out a breath of foul air: "The wind has passed half the city."

Baili Dongjun suddenly walked to the door and roared towards the sky: "Sikong Changfeng, we agreed to meet at noon, and it's already three quarters past noon, and it's time for the beheader to raise his knife. Where are your people? Where are you going? Already!"

No one responded.

Third Master Xie straightened up and put his hand on the handle of the knife.

Suddenly there was a rush of horseshoes, and Baili Dongjun looked happily, and saw a wanderer dressed in loose clothes and hair tied up with a piece of horsetail grass on a white horse in the distance, holding a spear, facing towards the horse. Mercedes-Benz coming here.

Although the rogue looked downcast, his face was extremely handsome, and he came on horseback, worthy of the words "prosperous in the spring breeze".

"What are you shouting for? I will come as soon as I say it. Don't you have the patience?"

Baili Luochen still sat on his stool and took a sip of tea slowly: "Very good, very good, just like Dong Jun, he is a young talent."

Su Yuan's eyes rolled: "Although he is not a young man carved with jade, he has a special flavor."

The beautiful swordsman rolled his eyes quite a bit.

"This is your rescuer?" Mr. Xie turned around and raised his knife.

Baili Dongjun no longer looked at Sikong Changfeng, but also turned around: "Yes, he has no father or mother, and he has no time to go, and no time to come, so he took the surname Sikong, and wished to turn into a gust of wind. Return. That’s why he’s called Sikong Changfeng. He’s my junior.”

Sikong Changfeng jumped off his horse and landed on Baili Dongjun's side with his spear in his hand. He happened to hear the word "junior brother" and couldn't help feeling a little dizzy. He sighed: "When I knew you, You don't even know how to use a sword, but now you're calling yourself a senior brother just a few days earlier?"

"That's the truth, what can you do?" Baili Dongjun waved his hand triumphantly, "But you came too late, if you come late for a cup of tea, I'm afraid my body will be cold."

"Gandong City is so far away from Dongjihai City Hall. When your letter arrives, there are only a few days left to give it to me. I have been driving day and night all the way, and now my feet are shaking. Are you still complaining? I finally passed a few days. Tian'an's birthday, and I want to come here to fight you, what am I planning?" Sikong Changfeng glanced at the burly old man in front of him, and his heart trembled, "This old man seems to be capable, what level?"

"At least it's a Happy Heaven Realm. Nangong Chunshui said that there are also four grades in the Heaven Realm, namely Jiuxiao, Fuyao, Daxiaoyao, and Half-step Immortal Tour. I think Xiao Ruofeng only has Jiuxiao, but this old man has Fuyao." Baili Dongjun pulled out Touching the cloth around his waist, "Anyway, it's not easy to hit."

"Don't worry, I've practiced some new special skills recently, and it's barely enough to watch." Sikong Changfeng waved the Silver Moon Spear in his hand, "Why don't you let me try it first?"

"You can try it if you want. Anyway, I just tried it just now. I can't beat you without you." Baili Dongjun shrugged.

Sikong Changfeng's eyes lit up: "If I win, you can call me Senior Brother."

"Young man, but it's too arrogant." Mr. Xie raised his knife, "The last few words in life, it's better to say something meaningful."

Knife falls.

Landslide potential.

Just now, Third Master Xie said that it was time for Baili Dongjun to have a gust of wind, so why not give himself a time for a gust of wind, he had just focused his eyes and concentrated his attention, and he had already gathered a saber aura, waiting for this moment to roar out.

Baili Dongjun stepped back directly to the door.

Sikong Changfeng didn't retreat, and moved forward with his gun.

He has been honing his marksmanship for many days in the desperate situation of the world, and now he needs a good whetstone to make his marksmanship even better.But the knife of the man in front of him is just right for sharpening a gun.

"The wind is coming!" Sikong Changfeng swung his spear, facing the avalanche-like momentum of the saber.

Baili Dongjun's eyes lit up, and Sikong Changfeng's spear changed, because although his marksmanship was strong, he couldn't jump out of the circle of the chasing gun, back and forth was only a few tricks, but this time As soon as he made a move, it was a posture of fusion of wind and cloud, and the gun in his hand really turned into a wandering dragon, facing the powerful saber without retreating but advancing, he just overwhelmed the opponent.

Third Master Xie snorted coldly and said, "It's quite capable. I've heard of this set of marksmanship, it's amazing."

Baili Dongjun also praised: "Sikong Changfeng, your marksmanship has improved by leaps and bounds."

Sikong Changfeng didn't say a word, the spear flew up and down, and the tip of the spear whistled and screamed. He didn't stop taking a step, and swung out the thirteen-style marksmanship in one breath. Not to be outdone, Mr. Xie swung his knife to block, The power of both of them was astonishing, but for a moment, except for Baili Luochen's table which was kept clean by some means, the other tables and chairs in the hall were smashed by the knife air and gun air. In comparison, the confrontation between the other players seemed less intense.The people in the dark river are actually very clear in their hearts that whether they can succeed this time depends on Xie Sanye alone. If he wins, they will still have a chance. If he loses, even if they try their best, they will have no choice but to Return in defeat.

Sikong Changfeng slapped his spear, and said proudly: "I have practiced this set of marksmanship repeatedly day and night for a year in the midst of huge waves at the seaside."

In front of him, Mr. Xie was no longer there.

Baili Dongjun exclaimed, "He's up there!"

Sikong Changfeng raised his head abruptly, but saw a big knife coming down suddenly. He took a step back and managed to avoid it, but the clothes on his chest were shattered by the knife's air, leaving a shallow bloodstain on his body.

"I have practiced this set of saber techniques for 50 years in the mountains and voids." Third Master Xie said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)