Vendetta

All the way into the depths of the woods, Yan Zhu let go of Fu Ling, and opened a distance between the two, "Go west and you can go down the mountain."

Fu Ling stood still, her willow-leaf eyes were still as clear as water, and at this moment there were some sparkles, and she was looking at Yan Zhu without blinking.

Yan Zhu looked away, sighed in his heart, and said, "Come out."

There was a sound in the surrounding woods, Li Zhong and twenty secret guards came out of the woods, walked up to Xiang Yan Zhu, and saluted with fists together.

These people's martial arts are definitely not low, Fu Ling didn't even notice their existence just now.

"Since I dare to come, I won't be unprepared." Yan Zhu and Fu Ling staggered away, "Huaishan sect will send people to chase after them soon, so let's leave now."

"Yan Zhu!" Fu Ling called to stop him, "I didn't promise the second prince!"

Yan Zhu's eyes were burning: "Why didn't you promise him?"

"Why should I promise him?" Fu Ling took a step forward and said anxiously, "How could I harm you?"

"You refuse to say anything, how can I trust you? Wait until you are willing to speak." Yan Zhu turned around and quickly disappeared into the woods with Li Zhong and the hidden guard.

Fuling stood there for a while, he thought, I didn't come here to run for my life, I came here to find Yan Zhu, why am I hiding?

Han Bin and Han Yueqin are probably still looking for him, he can't keep up with Yan Zhu now.

The rustling sound in the distance came to Fu Ling's ears, and Fu Ling heard that someone was coming, and she was hiding in the bushes.

Not long after, a group of people came, all of them covered their faces, the leader was slender, when he opened his mouth, it was a woman's voice: "Just now I heard some movement here, look around."

"Yes."

The seven men in black spread out and searched around with their swords in their hands. These people were well-trained, and they didn't search randomly without any clue. They searched inch by inch with their swords. One person happened to search for Fu Ling's hiding place. When stabbing at the bushes, Fu Ling knew that she couldn't hide, so she jumped out first.

The leader was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Catch him!"

With the Dragon Tooth Saber out of its sheath, the saber technique is dignified and unstoppable. With "Six Steps to the Sky", Fuling's figure and footwork are like ghosts. Although these people have good internal strength, they are eager to achieve success in practice, and their foundation is not solid.

Fuling not only has to fight against seven people at the same time, but also pays attention to the leader. This group of people is very similar to the people they met on Mount Taizhe at that time. If Fuling's guess is correct——

Sure enough, three silver needles came through the air. Fu Ling was short and kicked the person in front of him. The person was kicked in the abdomen and fell backwards, just in time to be pierced by the silver needles.

"Didn't I say not to sneak attack when fighting? There are so many people around me." Fu Ling looked carefully, the person who was pierced by the silver needle fell to the ground weakly, but there was no sign of severe poison in his body.

Strange, last time on Taize Mountain, only the anesthetic on the silver needle was not poisonous, only the first time on Wugao Mountain, the silver needle shot at Yanzhu was poisonous!

Seeing that the seven of them were no match for Fu Ling, the leader turned around and wanted to run away.

Fu Ling let this person run away once, how could there be a second time?

With a sudden force in his hand, he turned around and swung the saber, the blade condensed with a lot of internal strength struck, and the people around him were shaken away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Fu Ling was finally able to get away, and stopped in front of the leader within a few steps. The silver needle could not hurt Fu Ling when the Dragon Tooth Saber was restrained by someone, and it was not worth mentioning now. The man also realized this and gave up the silver needle. Then he drew out the short knife at his waist and put Fuling's Longya knife on it.

There are very few people in the Jianghu who use short knives, and they can do so with ease in such an extremely short distance. Fuling has only seen Ding Huai so far.

The two confronted each other, and Fu Ling finally took a closer look at the person opposite her, covering her face, only revealing a pair of red phoenix eyes, at this moment she narrowed her eyes slightly, her delicate brows furrowed tightly.

These red phoenix eyes...

A thought suddenly popped up in Fu Ling's mind. With a twist of his wrist, the Dragon Tooth Saber slashed to the right. The man's internal strength is good, but his moves are not proficient. Experience, seeing Fu Ling's movements, also hastily drew his saber to the right to block.

But the man quickly realized that Fu Ling's knife was just to divert attention, and the other hand took advantage of the situation and quickly tore off the cloth covering the man's face.

She was indeed a woman, with delicate features, without any vicious appearance, but rather like a lady from a scholarly family, with an elegant temperament, her red phoenix eyes were full of panic at this moment.

Fu Ling's pupils constricted, he took a few steps back and looked at the woman in disbelief.

The woman reacted very quickly, and while he was in a daze, she sprinkled a handful of powder on his face.

Fu Ling was unprepared, the anesthetic made him feel powerless very quickly, his internal energy was drained, his hands were trembling, but he still refused to let go of the Longya Knife in his hand.

The medicine was too strong, Fu Ling fell to the ground, the turmoil in his heart was stronger than the medicine, he couldn't move, he could only watch the woman's figure disappear into the forest.

After a long while, Fu Ling was finally able to make a sound, his voice trembling with his watery eyes: "Sister Xiaoyun..."

But those red phoenix eyes, that anesthetic powder, that footwork in close combat... are very similar to Ding Huai.

No wonder he felt a sense of familiarity the first time he saw Ding Huai.

Fu Ling's chest heaved and heaved, he hadn't fully recovered yet, there was some movement not far away, it sounded like there were quite a few people.

It is estimated that they heard the sound of fighting here just now and searched for the sound.

"It's really bad luck today. People come here one after another. Why don't you hurry?" The amount of the medicine powder is too large. Holding the dragon tooth knife, he stood up.

"Fu Ling! Let's see where you escape this time!"

Han Bin and Han Yueqin came out of the forest with [-] or [-] disciples. There are many disciples in the Huaishan Sect. These people should be regarded as the best in the sect. I was still searching elsewhere, so I didn't arrive, or it might be because of my lack of martial arts, it would be useless if I came, anyway, I'm still a disciple in the sect, so there's no need to come to Fuling to die under the knife in vain just to make up the number of people.

Fu Ling took a look at them, feeling a little thankful in her heart, which at least meant that they didn't get involved with Yan Zhu.

"Escape? Where did I escape just now?" Fuling held the dragon tooth knife, her extremely handsome face smiled flamboyantly. Called a master of fire, "You guys, are you worth my escape?"

"You are still stubborn when you are about to die, and you will pay for your life today!"

Fu Ling blocked Han Bin's sword with a saber. After hearing this sentence, she didn't show any fear at all. Instead, she nodded, "That's right, it rhymes quite well. I can use it as a couplet for Wanqiumen in the future."

Han Bin sternly said, "Speak nonsense!"

As the head of the Huaishan School, Han Bin's martial arts rank is not low in the Jianghu. Normally, Fuling is not afraid, but it is really difficult to deal with it at this time. Fuling's blood is surging inside, and his face is still calm: "But it's more important to be your elegiac couplet." It's suitable, I'm familiar with the underworld, and I'll ask the servant to be more polite to you after you go down."

Han Yueqin stabbed with a sword and said angrily, "How dare you curse my father to die early!"

Han Yueqin's sword, even in the eyes of Fu Ling, who has insufficient internal strength, is still not worth mentioning. Compared with Han Bin and Fu Ling, her martial arts are far behind, not only did not help Han Bin, Han Bin Also pay attention to her.

"Qin'er, listen to Daddy's words, go aside and wait!"

"No, Dad, how could I allow him to curse you like this!"

Fu Ling couldn't help laughing in her heart, you don't want me to curse your father, and your father doesn't want you to hold him back!

The sword was so fast that only afterimages were left, and the other disciples of the Huaishan School couldn't intervene if they wanted to help, so they could only stand aside and stare blankly.

The time dragged on for a long time, the power of the medicine powder gradually dissipated, and Fu Ling's internal energy gradually returned. At this time, it was seven points, he just wanted to get out quickly, and he didn't care about the damage caused by excessively mentioning the internal energy, thinking in his heart, He opened his mouth and said to Han Yueqin: "Miss, you have so little martial arts, so you joined the Huoshan School because of your father's relationship? No wonder Yan Zhu doesn't like you and wants me to be his junior."

After all, Han Yueqin is young and has a smooth life. Others have always flattered her. Where has anyone ever heard of someone ridiculing her like this?Fu Ling just said what was on her mind—Yan Zhu didn't like her.

There is fellowship, but no love between men and women.

Han Yueqin couldn't hold back her breath, she immediately showed her flaws, and the Longya Saber struck her directly in the face with a ruthless knife aura.

"Qin'er!" Han Bin concentrated all his internal energy and raised his sword to block the knife.

The turbulent internal force collided, and the two were shaken away at the same time. Fu Ling retreated a foot, spit out a big mouthful of blood, no longer wanted to fight, and ran away.

The [-] or [-] disciples quickly surrounded them, the sea of ​​crowd tactics was really powerful at this time, all the sharp swords were stabbing towards Fuling, Fuling didn't care so much at this time, others wanted my life, and I Why show mercy?

With a strong evil spirit, the Dragon Tooth Saber swung forward one after another, cutting a path.

Fu Ling had a sword wound on his body, and looked embarrassed, but in fact it was far worse than the internal injury. With the last of his strength, he used lightness kung fu and ran towards the town without stopping.

After running for an unknown distance, Fuling came to a ruined temple on the outskirts of the city. He was exhausted at this time and couldn't run anymore. Fortunately, no one caught up with him, so he staggered in. The temple was full of spider webs and dust, it should have been abandoned for a long time, Fuling entered a relatively secluded main room, walked around the Buddha statue lying on the ground, finally took a breath, sat down with her hands on her chest, leaned against the pillar, and dragged another broken futon , patted the dust on it, put it behind his back, panted for a while, and then slowly reached out and took out a waist card made of black jade, and put it outside the window.

After waiting for a while, a crow flew over with bright fur and blood-red eyes. Fu Ling tore off a piece of cloth from her body, wrote with blood on it, and tied the written cloth to the crow's leg.

Seeing the crow flapping its wings and flying away, Fu Ling couldn't hold it anymore after doing all this, and spit out another mouthful of blood, her vision went dark, she held the Dragon Tooth Saber tightly in her arms, and passed out leaning against the pillar .