I have many teachers

Chapter 370 There are chasers blocking the road (12)

Tianjianmen is not a very powerful sect in Fufeng Jianghu, but it is not bad either.

To be able to establish a sect, there must naturally be two brushes.

There are many brave and ruthless people in the world.

There are no first-class masters on that mountain. It is said that there is an old man who survived from the previous generation with the highest martial arts and a fifth-grade fire. His swordsmanship really caught the shadow of the word "Heavenly Sword". It is fast and sharp. There is also the vastness of the sky, taking advantage of the momentum, making people hard to guard against.

In addition, the current sect master and the inheritance elders of the four peaks are all sixth-rank warriors.

He is a master of the rivers and lakes who can fly in the air.

The only pity is that there are no top players, otherwise, taking advantage of the opportunity of Huo Lianmen closing the mountain to retreat and the disappearance of the Medicine Master Gu Mie sect, it would not be a problem to step up to the front desk and wrestle with the Chilian gang. At this time, he was in such a state of embarrassment that there were countless weaker sects staring at him helplessly.

They are all waiting for the old man who supported the plaque of Zhutianjianmen to die.

At that time, although there are still five sixth-rank warriors in Tianjianmen, there are no fifth-rank masters who can provoke the leader, and they will surely spit out many benefits.

Therefore, the closer to the boundary of Tianjianmen, Hong Feibai became more cautious.

He is not afraid of fighting at all, it would be better to say that he is depressed at this moment, and he is about to have a few good fights with others, but if the body of the junior sister is damaged, then he will chop the intruder into seven pieces Eight paragraphs are of no use either.

When buying dry food and replenishing water in the last county town, he even took a mask to cover his face.

Seeing Wang Anfeng go out.

When he came back, he had a long sword with sheath in his hand and a handful of copper coins in his arms.

Hong Fei glanced at the long sword in the young man's hand.

Now Wang Anfeng is carrying the qin in a loose manner, after ten days of trekking, Hong Feibai looks unshaven and even more vicissitudes, but it seems that it has no effect on Wang Anfeng.

His eyes are radiant, and he has a bookish air. No one will doubt that he is a man of fame. Now he is holding an iron sword from a blacksmith's shop in his hand, but it is a simple sword whose scabbard is nailed together by two pieces of wood. goods.

The appearance of being uncivilized and incompetent really doesn't match.

Wang Anfeng noticed Hong Feibai's gaze, raised the sword in his hand, smiled, and said:

"It's safer to have a weapon in your hand."

Although he didn't know the current situation of Tianjianmen, he had already deduced from Hongfeibai's words that Hongfeibai's master and apprentice were in danger because of a treasure.

And the treasure is now in the package on Hong Feibai's shoulder, although it is strictly speculated that there is no danger along the way.

But since ancient times, good things come with hardships. At this last moment, you will always worry about any accidents on the road, so you should be more cautious.

Now, in order to disguise his identity and avoid the inevitable 'harassment', he put the wooden sword back into the piano box, and he no longer had a weapon in his hand.

Although it is said that he practiced Vajra internally, practiced Prajna externally, and practiced secret techniques, he had a lot of strength to slap him, but at this time he was the guardian of the Fufeng Library, and he was good at swordsmanship.

Fist and so on, he is normal.

Wang Anfeng held the crude long sword in his hand, pulled it out casually, turned it around in his hand, and shook his wrist again, like a scholar who didn't know martial arts, he swung the sword wildly, causing the passers-by to laugh.

He didn't care too much, he already knew the length, weight, and the most important center of gravity of the sword in his heart.

He put the iron sword back into the scabbard casually, sighing in his heart.

Sure enough, it is not as good as the weapon given by Mr. Ying.

Whether it's a sword or something else, everything Mr. Ying shoots fits his body and shooting habits very well. It's not like these weapons. When you get them, you need to deliberately familiarize yourself with the center of gravity of the weapons.

Hong Feibai filled the water bag from the store, put it back on the car, thought for a while, and asked:
"Why don't you buy a better sword, sir?"

Wang Anfeng was originally from a poor family and was used to frugality. He bought this sword only for the sake of doing things cheaply. If it wasn't because the wooden sword might reveal his identity, he even wanted to buy a wooden sword.

The wooden sword is only sixty Wen, which is much cheaper than the iron sword.

But he couldn't tell Hong Feibai like this, he raised the iron sword in his hand, and replied with a smile:
"It is the man who controls the sword, not the sword controls the man."

"As long as you have a sword in your hand, there is no difference between a good sword and an iron sword."

It doesn't matter if you don't have a sword.

Hong Feibai was slightly taken aback, then nodded, and said in a deep voice as if he had realized something:
"Master and Uncle once said that a swordsman's journey to the top is not fake, and the long sword is only in the heart."

"It doesn't matter whether it's a magic weapon or an ordinary bamboo or wood, it doesn't make any difference, so that's why..."

The voice paused slightly, then sighed again, sincerely convinced, and said:

"Sir, your swordsmanship is really superb."

Wang Anfeng's face froze slightly, looking at Hong Feibai who was thinking sincerely, his heart was at a loss.

no... wait...

I do not have……

I'm not……

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After eating some food, the carriage rushed out of the city.

It was not far from Tianjian Gate, the road was flat, and the black coffin in the carriage still had no peculiar smell. Hong Feibai had already sensed something was wrong in his heart, and had a bad premonition, but he was still unwilling to admit it.

Gritting his teeth, he swung his whip and slapped it on the back of the horse pulling the cart.

The speed gradually increased.

A rather tall mountain range could be seen in the distance, and with Wang Anfeng's eyesight, he could already faintly see the mountainside and the buildings on the top of the mountain. Hong Feibai glanced sideways at Wang Anfeng, who was leaning on the shaft with his sword in his arms, and said:

"The boundary marker has already passed."

"Maybe today, maybe tomorrow morning, we will be able to return to the mountains..."

When he spoke, his tone was complex, with relief, pain, and a hint of fear.

Wang Anfeng raised his eyes and saw a face that didn't look like a young man. After thinking about it, he finally found an appropriate description in the books he had read in the past.

Very quack.

After walking along the official road for more than ten miles, Hong Feibai flicked his horsewhip and drove the carriage away from the official road. Tianjian Gate is on the mountain, and he had to walk a long and remote path to get there.

The mountain road was very bumpy, so the speed was slower, and it was only after turning over a small mound that was as high as a warm-up, before walking down to the mountain road below, the two horses that were walking well in front suddenly neighed, their front legs bent, Kneel down to the front.

The carriage shook violently.

Wang Anfeng closed his eyes and rested his mind, and opened his eyes at the same time to adjust his inner energy. He got off the carriage in one step, and instantly raised his hand to support the unbalanced carriage. The carriage was extremely heavy, and the horse pulling the carriage lost its strength for some reason. With a weight of more than two thousand catties, Wang Anfeng was able to support it steadily with just one hand.

Before that, he had already taken out two copper coins from his pocket, flicked them, leaving two bright yellow traces in the air, and shot them forward.

I only heard the crackling sound, several ropes broke, and boulders rolled down from the mountain. I don't know whether those rocks, which are as big as a person, were originally on the mountain or were transported up by manpower. Like thunder, it directly blocked the road ahead.

If according to the trend just now, the horse pulling the carriage was injured and the carriage leaned forward, then these stones fell down, not knowing that they were betting on the mountain road, but smashing the carriage and horse together.

Anger arose in Wang Anfeng's heart.

He had closed his eyes and rested his mind before, but he just noticed that there were warriors around him, and his original plan was to make no move to the enemy, and to take every move, but who would have thought that in the deep snow, they stretched several very thin sticks The Bailian steel wire is extremely slender, hard to detect with the naked eye, and it is a dead object, without breath, imperceptible to perception, with Wang Anfeng's martial arts, he didn't even notice it for a while.

However, when it hit it at the speed of a galloping horse, it was extremely sharp, not inferior to a sword or weapon, and it was extremely sinister.

With red eyes, Hong Feibai rushed into the carriage.

Wang Anfeng picked up the crude iron sword, looked forward with his eyes, raised his thumb, and the iron sword had been unsheathed an inch.

Accompanied by the sound of shouting and shouting, figures jumped down from the rocks on both sides. They were tall, with their own weapons on their backs. There were indeed a few of them who were not bad at skills, and stopped in front of and behind the carriage.

And even without these people, the road ahead has been blocked by mountains and rocks.

The front leg of the horse pulling the cart was cut, and blood flowed out. At this moment, standing beside it was trembling uncontrollably, let alone pulling the cart on the rugged mountain road.

Those burly men around held weapons in their hands, and looked at the 'weak scholar' standing beside the carriage with grim smiles.

Wang Anfeng's movement of lifting the carriage just now was just an instant, and Shaolin martial arts has always been known for its simplicity and solidity, without so many bells and whistles, and the moves are quite subtle, and those whose martial arts are lower than his basically can't tell the depth.Of course, according to the third master, this is called a thief with baldness and yin damage, full of bad water.

When fighting, if you slap lightly, who knows if it's not painful or itchy, or if you slap all the brains out.

Hong Feibai pushed the curtain of the car and jumped out of the car.

He didn't dare to open the black coffin.

However, I have already considered the reasons for the roughness of the road, bought a lot of quilts in the city, and Wang Anfeng reacted quickly just now, and did not bump into anything as he was worried about, but this period of time The state of mind that had been suppressed for a long time was directly aroused at this time.

Murderous intent boiled in his heart.

He opened his mouth and exhaled a long breath of white air. It was the middle of winter and it had only snowed, and the weather was very cold. This breath of white air was very clear. His red eyes looked coldly at the big man in front of him through the white mist.

"Sir, these people, please leave them to me."

He raised his palm and placed it on the slightly smaller hilt of the sword.

The roaring sound was suppressed in the scabbard, muffled and depressing.

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