Chapter 126

Although Shi Niu, Aunt Qin, He Tianshu, and the others were fighting with their lives on the line, some of their attention was focused on the old man in black.

Now that they saw the old man fly into the camp, their hearts tightened and their moves became even fiercer. They wanted to quickly retreat and block the old man, but how could their opponents let them do as they wished? They also used all of their strength and attacked even harder. Even Shi Niu's opponent, who was at a disadvantage before, quickly changed his moves when he saw the old man attack. His inner strength also became fiercer, causing Shi Niu to be flustered and lose the upper hand. For a moment, he couldn't escape.

Presumably, this was the old man in black's wishful thinking.

The old man in black arrived in front of the tent, but he didn't directly enter. Instead, he slowly walked to the back of the tent, as if he already knew that the people inside had broken through the tent and escaped from the back.

Ou Yan and Qiu Tong, under the cover of a few female disciples, came out of the tent. They had just taken a few steps when they saw the old man stride towards them. They couldn't help but cover their mouths and almost cry out in shock.

The female disciple named Changge pointed at the tent next to Zhang Xiaohua's and decisively said to Ou Yan, "Manor Lord, the horse is in the tent in front. You and Qiu Tong go over there. We'll go and block this old thief."

After speaking, she waved her hand and the female disciples ran over from Ou Yan's side. They held long swords and stood between the old man in black and Ou Yan.

Ou Yan looked at the backs of Changge and the others. She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. She only bit her lip and quickly walked towards the tent.

When the old man saw Changge and the others blocking in front of him, he couldn't help but laugh sinisterly, "You girls want to be mantises trying to stop a chariot?

Why don't you throw down your long swords and this old man will let you live. I only want to capture this Ou guy. I'm not interested in the others. "

Changge and the others didn't reply. When they saw the old man walk closer, they pointed their long swords and several people stabbed at the old man from different angles.

But unexpectedly, the old man didn't fight back. He just kept walking forward, allowing the swords to pierce his body. Chang Ge and the others were delighted, but then they were shocked. The old man must have something to rely on. Could these murderous swords still work?

Sure enough, as the old man did not stop, the long sword stabbed into his body. Changge and the others felt that they were not stabbing into a person's flesh, but rather, they felt as if they were stabbing into an iron plate. It was hard, and there was a faint "ding dang" sound. The long sword immediately bent under everyone's inner strength.

The old man was very satisfied with this result. "Heh heh", he shook his arms and used his strength to hit the curved long swords. "Kacha kacha", a few of the long swords actually broke from the middle. Moreover, the inner strength in the swords was not exhausted and rushed towards the female disciples' arms. The female disciples were all hit by a heavy object and fell backwards. One of them even vomited blood and fell to the ground.

After the other disciples fell to the ground, they immediately jumped up. Their faces were pale and they held the broken swords in their hands. They couldn't stand steadily.

Changge's situation was slightly better. Her long sword was not broken. She only stabilized her body and immediately rushed towards the old man. At this time, the old man was already walking towards Ou Yan. His back was empty, so he rushed towards Changge. Changge's long sword stabbed towards the old man. However, with such a big back, Changge didn't dare to try again. She only used all the strength in her body and stabbed towards the back of the old man's neck.

As early as when Changge and the other female disciples blocked the old man in black, Qiu Tong supported Ou Yan and ran towards the Hidden Horse tent. However, the rain was still heavy and the ground was already very muddy. The ground by the river was uneven and now it was full of water. How could they see it?

They accidentally stepped into a small puddle. When they picked up their feet, they didn't even know where their shoes had gone. But how could they care about that? They just blindly ran forward.

Unfortunately, how could two weak women who had never practiced martial arts run far in such a short period of time?

Ou Yan and Qiu Tong were only halfway there when Changge's sword stabbed the back of the black-clothed old man's neck. At this time, Ou Yan's feet sank as if she had stepped into a deep pit. Her right leg sank halfway into the pit, and her body instantly lost balance and fell to the right. Qiu Tong, who was supporting Ou Yan, was also caught off guard. She used all her strength to pull on Ou Yan's arm, but not only did she fail to support Ou Yan, but she also staggered and fell forward.

At this time, a cry of surprise came from another tent, "Sister Ou, Sister Qiu Tong."

A small figure ran from afar and ran towards Ou Yan and Qiu Tong who had fallen to the ground. Wasn't that Zhang Xiaohua who was hiding in the tent?

In fact, when he saw Ou Yan and Qiu Tong come out of the tent, Zhang Xiaohua wanted to run over. But before he could get up, the old man in black used his qinggong. Zhang Xiaohua's martial arts were not good, but his senses were sharp and he quickly stopped. Changge and the others attacked the old man in black. Zhang Xiaohua also saw it clearly and his heart turned cold. But when he saw Ou Yan and Qiu Tong fall, he couldn't hold it in anymore. He shouted and ran out, wanting to support them to prevent them from falling on the muddy ground.

However, Zhang Xiaohua didn't know qinggong. Before he could run out of the tent, Ou Yan and Qiu Tong each fell to the muddy ground with a "plop". Their clothes were already soaked and their faces were smeared with black mud. After Ou Yan fell to the ground, she struggled to stand up. But it seemed that she fell too hard and for a moment, she couldn't get up. Although Qiu Tong was covered in mud, she didn't dare to delay and quickly struggled to stand up.

As for the sword-wielding Changge, when Ou Yan stepped into the mud, she circulated the qi in her dantian and injected all her strength into the longsword. Steadily, accurately, and viciously, she stabbed it into the back of the black-clothed elder's neck.

The black-clothed elder seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. When the longsword filled with inner strength was about to pierce his neck, he suddenly turned around and stared at the tip of the sword that was approaching him. With a "ding" sound, the longsword stabbed into his palm. It was like stabbing into metal and sparks almost appeared. Then, the black-clothed elder clenched his fist and grasped the tip of the longsword in his hand. With a little bit of strength, he broke the tip of the sword with a "kacha" sound. Then, he waved his hand and the tip of the sword shot towards Changge's chest like an arrow. Changge was shocked and quickly swung her sword to block it. But it was too late. Changge barely managed to tilt her body and dodge the tip of the sword. Unfortunately, the tip of the sword was too fast. Just as Changge's body moved, the tip of the sword was in front of her eyes. She only had time to dodge the tip of the sword. With a "plop" sound, the tip of the sword pierced deeply into Changge's left shoulder. A sharp pain came and Changge couldn't help but let out a low growl. The powerful force in the tip of the sword actually caused the injured Changge to lose her balance. She took a few steps back and with a "plop" sound, she also fell onto the muddy ground.

Blood gushed out of her shoulder like a fountain and Changge fainted for a moment.

The black-clothed elder stood there without moving. When he saw that Changge had fainted, he then walked towards Ou Yan.

At this time, Zhang Xiaohua had already rushed to Ou Yan's side and was reaching out to help Ou Yan up from the mud. The black-clothed elder walked slowly, looking at everything in front of him with ridicule. He had already noticed when Zhang Xiaohua rushed out of the tent. However, he saw that Zhang Xiaohua's steps were clumsy and heavy, and didn't even know the basics of lightness skills. Looking at his small figure, he was basically a child who had just started to develop. He only treated him as a manservant in Huanxi Manor and naturally didn't take him seriously. He could deal with a disciple of the Misty School like Changge with a wave of his hand, not to mention a child. Perhaps he could take Zhang Xiaohua's life with just a finger.

When Zhang Xiaohua helped Ou Yan up from the mud, Qiu Tong also got up from the ground. When the two of them pulled Ou Yan forward, one on the left and one on the right, they found that Ou Yan's right foot was injured and couldn't touch the ground. It must be because of this that Ou Yan couldn't stand up just now.

Thus, Zhang Xiaohua placed Ou Yan's right hand on his shoulder. He took a step forward and squatted slightly. His left hand took Ou Yan's left hand from Qiu Tong's and placed it on his shoulder. Qiu Tong was stunned and immediately understood. She quickly helped Zhang Xiaohua place Ou Yan on his back. Zhang Xiaohua's body had just started to develop and he was still half a head shorter than Ou Yan. His thin and weak body looked a little thin on Ou Yan's back. Fortunately, Zhang Xiaohua's arms were strong and it wasn't very difficult.

By the time Qiu Tong placed Ou Yan on Zhang Xiaohua's back, the old man in black had already walked up to them. When Zhang Xiaohua saw this, he ran as if he was weightless. However, he didn't run towards the tent, but the small river by the side. Qiu Tong followed behind him.

The old man in black watched Zhang Xiaohua and Qiu Tong's movements as if he was watching a play. He didn't disturb them and only frowned when Zhang Xiaohua ran towards the small river. He didn't care if Ou Yan and the others ran towards the tent on horseback. With his qinggong, even if Ou Yan was riding a horse, he was confident that he could catch up to her. However, in the current river, due to the rising water level, the river bed was faster and the water was more turbulent. If Zhang Xiaohua jumped into the water, it would be like a cooked duck flying away. This was something the old man in black would never allow.

Just as the old man in black was about to use his qinggong to catch up, suddenly, a tall man in black riding a horse arrived at the scene. Then, a loud voice rang out, "Brothers, there are more than ten fast horses coming from the distance. They are probably reinforcements from the Misty School. Let's cut the Gordian knot quickly."

This abnormally loud voice was very familiar to the people in Huan Xi Manor. Soon, everyone remembered. Wasn't this the bandit who first appeared in the farce in the forest that day?

It wasn't clear whether this guy was reminding his accomplices or encouraging the people in Huan Xi Manor. Anyway, after this voice rang out, the people in Huan Xi Manor immediately became energetic. On the other hand, the men in black seemed to be a little defeated. The balance that had been maintained for a long time was broken by this guy's voice.

However, this instigator didn't have any sense of shame. He clapped his hands, turned his horse around, and rode in the direction he came from. It wasn't clear whether he would continue to explore or escape.

The playful look in the old man's eyes immediately disappeared. He thought to himself, "In that case, Ou girl, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Thinking of this, he immediately quickened his pace and used his qinggong to chase after Zhang Xiaohua, who was running in front of him. Not long after, he caught up with Qiu Tong. Seeing that he was about to catch up with Ou Yan, the old man in black didn't increase his speed to pass by Zhang Xiaohua to block his path. Instead, he maintained his speed and secretly circulated his Qi. His hands immediately turned pale gold. At this time, Qiu Tong, who was beside him, saw the strange behavior of the old man in black and immediately shouted, "Xiaohua, behind you."

Zhang Xiaohua, who was running, was still very sensitive. She had already sensed that something was wrong behind her. When Qiu Tong reminded her, she immediately stopped. At this time, the foundation of her martial arts was revealed. She stood steadily and turned around. However, the old man in black didn't stop. He continued to rush toward Zhang Xiaohua and Ou Yan. His pale gold palm seemed to be about to swing out.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohua didn't have time to put Ou Yan on the ground. She just let go of her hands. She didn't care if Ou Yan was standing on the ground or not. She exerted force with her right leg and rushed toward the old man in black.

Ou Yan and Qiu Tong both knew how good Zhang Xiaohua's martial arts were. He hadn't even learned a single set of martial arts. He hadn't even learned a single word about the inner strength cultivation method. If he rushed forward like this, it was no different from feeding the tiger with his own body. He was only trying to buy some time for Ou Yan.

Ou Yan and Qiu Tong both shouted, "Zhang Xiaohua!" They actually sounded like they were about to cry.

Actually, when Zhang Xiaohua was running with Ou Yan on her back, she had already thought about it. Although Ou Yan was the Manor Lord of Huan Xi Manor, she usually treated her very well. She had taken good care of him during his time in the manor, just like how Liu Qian cared about him in the past. Not only did she allow He Tianshu to teach him martial arts, she also allowed him to read her treasured books. She even allowed Ou Peng to teach him the inner strength cultivation method. He couldn't repay her for all of these. In this situation, whether it was Liu Qian, Qiu Tong, or Ou Yan, he would stand in front of them without hesitation. Even if there was a bottomless abyss in front of him!

When Zhang Xiaohua rushed towards the black-clothed old man, he didn't blindly use his body to block the attack. His left hand skillfully took out the toy-like small sword from his chest. His left arm naturally displayed the fifth variation of the sword move that Elder Yu had taught him. A warm current flowed from his left arm and slowly moved forward along his left arm. The small sword also slowly pierced towards the black-clothed old man's throat.

The black-clothed old man wasn't surprised to see Zhang Xiaohua turn around. He was somewhat surprised that Zhang Xiaohua had left Ou Yan behind and rushed towards him. However, there was only a trace of mockery on his face. There were many people in this world who had lost their lives for justice. Today, there would be one more. This young man didn't have any martial arts at all. Against him, it was tantamount to a moth flying into a flame.

When he saw Zhang Xiaohua take out a toy from his chest, the smile in his eyes became even brighter. How could this kind of child's toy hurt him?

He originally wanted to ignore it and let it stab into his body. How could his Iron Cloth skill, which he had painstakingly trained for decades, be weak?

However, he saw this young man stab his sword very steadily. Although the sword was very slow, the angle and timing were very good. The direction of the sword was also his throat. For the sake of caution, the black-clothed old man still raised his left hand and blocked in front of his throat. He was prepared to snatch Zhang Xiaohua's toy just like he had grabbed Changge's long sword. At the same time, the black-clothed old man's figure didn't stop. Instead, he continued to move forward. His right palm turned towards Ou Yan who was beside Zhang Xiaohua.

His goal at this time was no longer to capture Ou Yan. Instead, he wanted to kill her under his pale golden palm.

Ou Yan and Qiu Tong had just finished shouting when they saw the black-clothed old man's palm. They immediately understood his intentions and couldn't help but turn pale. Even Changge and the other female disciples couldn't stop this Jianghu expert. How could Zhang Xiaohua be his opponent?

How could they escape from his evil clutches?

Just as they were thinking, Zhang Xiaohua's small edgeless sword had already hit the black-clothed old man's palm. That warm current just happened to flow into the small sword at this time. The sword and palm collided, but there wasn't a "dang" sound like Changge's long sword. It also wasn't as the black-clothed old man imagined that Zhang Xiaohua would be sent flying on the spot. Instead, there was a "puchi" sound, the sound of flesh being pierced. That small edgeless sword actually pierced through the palm filled with internal energy. Moreover, its momentum didn't decrease.

The black-clothed old man's heart was greatly shocked. How could he still care about hitting Ou Yan with his pale golden palm? When the palm was halfway through, it immediately changed direction and hit Zhang Xiaohua's chest. At the same time, he immediately circulated his internal energy to his throat, only to make his throat as hard as a real piece of iron. He waited for the small sword to be deflected with a "dang" sound.

However, something strange happened. Zhang Xiaohua's sword pierced the black-clothed old man's throat. It only paused for a moment. Immediately, like piercing through tofu, there wasn't the slightest bit of resistance as it entered the black-clothed old man's throat.

The black-clothed old man was horrified as if he had seen a ghost. His eyes widened and his mouth opened. "Hehe", he couldn't say anything. At this time, his right palm had already struck Zhang Xiaohua's chest. However, following the piercing of Zhang Xiaohua's small sword, the strength in his palm had already lost forty percent of its strength.

However, how could Zhang Xiaohua withstand just sixty percent of his strength?

Zhang Xiaohua flew out diagonally from the black-clothed old man's palm. She had already fainted in the air. She didn't have time to spit out the blood in her mouth. Even Ou Yan, who was beside her, was affected. She spat out blood from the impact of the black-clothed old man's palm and fell to the ground dispiritedly.

As for the black-clothed old man, it was even worse. When his right palm sent Zhang Xiaohua flying, the small sword in his throat was immediately pulled out. Not much blood flowed out from his throat, only a bit of red.

However, this bit of red was already enough to take the black-clothed old man's life. His bleeding left hand clutched his throat as he looked in disbelief at Zhang Xiaohua who was sent flying in the air. His legs went weak and he fell to the ground. Before he died, his eyes were still open. He really died with a grievance.

One sword. Just one sword. Zhang Xiaohua killed this nearly invincible black-clothed old man on the spot.

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