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Part One: The Condor Chapter 190: Escape

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    "Forget it, I'll let you die and understand!" The thin-lipped young man smiled coldly, and the hatred in his eyes was like a snake hesitating.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? When Guo Polu saw injustice on the road, the hero saved the beauty, and beat him up. This breath was hard to swallow, and then he led his people to take revenge.

    Unexpectedly, this ordinary country boy was so ruthless that he killed four of his father's men, as well as Uncle Qi, who had played with him since he was a child. If he didn't avenge this revenge, he would have wasted his life in heaven and earth.  Be a man!

    Thinking of Uncle Qi lying in a pool of blood, this man named Cheng Zixu became even more angry. He wished he could smash the country boy in front of him, crush him, eat his flesh and chew his bones.

    "Boy, listen carefully. My young master is the young master of Qiyun Village. If you offend people you shouldn't offend and kill people you shouldn't kill, I can only blame you for your misfortune. Today next year will be your death anniversary.  !!¡±

    The voice suddenly came from behind him. Guo Polu tilted his head slightly, but it was the middle-aged man who was thin and looked like a scholar. He was stroking his beard and looking proudly, but with a compassionate tone.

    "Everyone who finds a beast will punish him!" Guo Polu blurted out without thinking, and glanced at Cheng Zixu, whose face was full of resentment, his eyes full of contempt.

    Although Guo Polu is clumsy and tongue-tied by nature, he is red when he is near vermillion and black when he is near ink. He follows his second sister Guo Xiang all day long. Under the influence of influence, his speech is no longer as dull as before.

    Qiyun Village?  He thought to himself that the name seemed familiar, but his memory was not very good and he couldn't remember it clearly.

    He and Guo Xiang were full of enthusiasm for entering the martial arts world. They also liked to secretly drink in Xiangyang's taverns, greet travelers, make friends all over the world, and pester Lu Youjiao to tell interesting stories about martial arts order.  I don¡¯t know, I must have heard of this Qiyun Village!

    The face of Miss He, who has a delicate body and charming figure, changed. She obviously knew what Qiyun Village was like. Seeing Brother Guo's frowning and contemplative look, she whispered: "Brother Guo, is this the Qiyun Village in Taihu Lake?  "

    Receiving this rather skillful reminder, Guo Polu suddenly realized that the memories in his mind poured out like running water. Qiyun Village is really a great gang!

    It is said that Qiyun Village was originally built by Taihu water bandits. It is located on an island in Taihu Lake. No one knows its specific location. There are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the village. It just keeps a low profile and rarely interacts with outsiders.

    "But the name of Qiyun Village is also very famous in the martial arts world. They are both good and evil. They don't care about right and wrong. They only talk about grudges and grudges, and they act ruthlessly, which is quite frightening.

    Ms. He's real name is He Yuzhu. She is the third daughter of the He family, a martial arts family by the Dongting Lake. She became a disciple of a foreigner since she was a child and acquired a rather sophisticated martial arts. However, she was very young and her temperament was too different.

    Those so-called martial arts strangers are naturally inferior to Guo Jing and Guo Daxia, who are vaguely the world's best masters. Therefore, He Yuzhu's martial arts skills are also inferior to Guo Polu's.

    Although Guo Polu is hot-blooded, he is not a ignorant brat. He has a rough understanding of the stakes of the matter. It seems that he has indeed caused trouble this time.

    "Zixu, why bother with him? Just kill him!" The burly man next to the young master of Qiyun Village was a little impatient. He wrinkled his thick black eyebrows and slowly drew out the long knife from his waist.  , facing the light of the setting sun, the cold light flickered, like a clear spring shining in the sun, and this cold sword light seemed to reveal a faint smell of blood.

    Guo Polu had seen the battle formation, and he knew at a glance that this sword was a ferocious blade. It must have killed many people, and it was also a precious sword. Otherwise, it would have been curled up and scrapped long ago.

    If he had been so rude in the past, Cheng Zixu, the young leader of the village, would have been angry and hated them for only listening to his father's words and not taking credit for himself, the young leader of the village. But now he could no longer care about this and was so spiteful.  He stared at Guo Polu, and then slowly moved his eyes away to look at He Yuzhu's beautiful and happy face, which turned from infatuation to coldness. He gritted his teeth and slowly spit out one word: "Kill¡ª¡ª!"

    "Clang¡ª¡ª! Clang¡ª¡ª!" There were two sounds of the sword being unsheathed, and three cold lights suddenly appeared in Guo Polu's eyes. In the dim twilight, the cold light was dazzling.

    ??A streak of sword light appeared in front of him, and two points of cold stars in the back attacked the three major acupoints on his body. A faint roaring sound came from the sword tips of the two men.

    Guo Polu didn't panic, raised his head and shouted softly: "Miss He, be careful."

    He let go of the reins with his right hand, the long sword was unsheathed, and a dragon's roar rang out. The light of the sword was like autumn water. At the same time, he used his legs to control the horse, tapping the horse's belly lightly under his crotch. The horse knew the opportunity to twist and step, and his body was suddenly horizontal.  Move, turn sideways, so that front and back become left and right.

    The two electric swords behind him suddenly pierced the air. He leaned back slightly, and the light of the sword passed directly in front of his eyes. It was just a hair away. The light of the sword was so bright that it dazzled his eyes. The tip of his nose seemed to have been touched by ice.?A gradual smell of blood assaulted his nostrils.

    Guo Polu had killed someone before, and he was not as nervous as when he first started. His heart was as deep as water, and he was calm and unfazed. He was attacked by three masters, but he still dared to take time to check Miss He's condition.

    Cheng Zixu's martial arts skills are not as good as Guo Polu's, but compared with He Yuzhu's, he is about the same, even inferior to them. He is still a little hesitant about this beautiful lady, so he entangles her and first kills the smelly country girl.  Get rid of the boy, and then think about how to deal with this little girl!

    Cheng Zixu used a soft whip, and his moves were weird and unpredictable. However, this was not the first time He Yuzhu fought against him, and he could handle Yuru. Most of his thoughts were focused on Guo Polu, preparing to take action himself if he lost.  help him.

    "Haha, the boy really has a chance!" The fierce swordsman put away his sword, sneered, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the curve of the back of the sword, as if caressing a lover, his aura suddenly condensed, the gleam in his eyes became brighter and his bearing was outstanding.  , the big one is frightening.

    "Haha, Lao Huang, it seems that our young master is quite capable of provoking such a little guy!" The dull middle-aged man behind him who had been silent all the time chuckled, his tone was teasing, quite abrupt, like  There was a different person.

    He was fond of martial arts by nature and always stayed with the village master as a personal bodyguard. He looked down upon the frivolous young village master and saw him coming to him crying and saying that he had met a formidable opponent.  , nor did he take it seriously.

    This kind of thing happened often before, and he mostly ignored it. But this time, when he saw the familiar Lao Qi being killed, he felt angry and agreed to go out and follow the young village leader to kill the murderer. Yang Qi  The rise of Yunzhai.

    Unexpectedly, he actually met a young master. His concentration and superb dodge made him suddenly interested.

    "Haha This little guy has the demeanor of a famous man. In ten years, it will be amazing!"

    The fierce swordsman, Old Huang, was named Huang Qifeng. He was stroking the long sword that shone with cold light. Under the setting sun, the coldness was overwhelming, as if the man and the sword had become one. He looked at Guo Polu, as if he was looking at him.  There is a hint of pity in the dead person.

    "Yes, it's rare!" The thin scribe also put away his sword and stroked his beard, nodded his head in agreement, and covered with the setting sun, Guo Polu couldn't see his face clearly.

    The three of them looked at Guo Polu as if they were fish on their backs, as if they were dead people. They were talking and laughing happily, quite heroic. In that room, Cheng Zixu and He Yuzhu were fighting fiercely, with whips and swords going back and forth, they were evenly matched. It was really hard to tell them apart.  The three people shook their heads. This young village leader was really speechless!

    ??Look at the young man standing on the horse with a calm demeanor, and then look at his own young master, judging by the difference between superior and inferior, it is really embarrassing for the people of Qiyun Village!

    "Ah¡ª¡ª! What a pity¡ª¡ª!" The dull swordsman sighed, shook his head, and looked at Guo Polu with an expression of compassion: "Let's kill this little brother first!  It's only the blame.  His bad fate has offended our Qiyun Village! When you reincarnate in your next life, remember not to offend the people of Qiyun Village again!"

    After saying that, a brilliant sword light suddenly flashed under the sunset, and the dusk sky and earth seemed to suddenly light up.

    Before the tip of the sword even reached, a piercing cold air pierced Guo Polu's neck.

    Guo Polu had already concentrated on dealing with it, and he was able to cope with this sudden attack easily. He lifted the scabbard of his sword with his left hand and silently read the Jiuyin Sutra. He gently blocked the sword, turned around slightly, stabbed with the sword in his right hand, and let out a sneer.  The sound was also as fast as lightning.

    When he was about to stab the opponent, a sword came from beside him and hit the tip of his sword. However, the people next to him stopped holding back and joined forces to attack.

    A cold air surged behind him like a wave, and Huang Qifeng's cold knife struck mercilessly. It was as powerful as splitting a mountain, and Guo Polu had to avoid its sharp edge.

    For a moment, the three of them were mixed together. Under the setting sun, on the official road, four people were riding on horses, with the lights of swords and shadows crisscrossing. The "clanging" of gold and iron against the rocks could be heard endlessly, as dense as rain hitting plantains, while He Yuzhu and Cheng Zixu were chatting with each other.  The battlefield between the two of them was already quite far away from them.

    He Yuzhu is quite smart. She saw that Brother Guo was having a hard time dealing with the three people. She knew that the only way to survive was to escape. He could not leave while she was here, so she tried to rush forward.

    But Cheng Zixu always caught up with him and started to fight again. Her moves were very clever and her mind was smart. She could always run away and chased after them, but she was far away from them before she knew it.

    Although Guo Polu had a family background and learned superb swordsmanship, the person he faced was a master who had experienced hundreds of battles. He was extremely ruthless and unmatched by the low-level opponents he had encountered before. He could only parry.  No longer able to fight back.

    "You are so shameless and don't follow the rules of the martial arts. The smart ones come one by one!" Guo Polu was bound by a net of swords and was tired of fighting. Fortunately, he was very good at riding and could still sit on the horse.He was so angry that he couldn't help but cursed.

    "Haha, the little guy is too childish. Killing is not a competition. You don't want to fight alone! Just give up and die!" Huang Qifeng's sword is as practiced as it is, the cold light shines, he is high-spirited, and he wields it freely. Look at his thick eyebrows  From the excitement in the moment, you can tell that the beating was quite enjoyable.

    The three of them used their swords at the same time, but for a moment they were helpless against Guo Polu. Guo Polu looked rough, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His sword skills were delicate, but they were as dense as embroidery. His defense was airtight and water splashed.  If he doesn't advance, the inner force contained in the sword will be slightly slippery, and the force will always be released. Even though he has only scratched the surface of the Nine Yin Manual, it is already remarkable.

    The more this happened, the more determined the three of them were to kill him. Such a brilliant idea must not have been passed down by an unknown person. If they couldn't kill him this time, it would be a big disaster if their elders came out.

    "Ah¡ª¡ª! Fight with you!" Guo Polu roared, opened his eyes angrily, and was as powerful as a mad tiger. He suddenly ignored their swords, and jumped up from his horse with a body like lightning. A white rainbow penetrated the sun, and his body  The swords merged into one and pierced the weak man like an arrow.

    The three of them were all on horseback. It was expected that Guo Polu still wanted to escape and would not leave the horse. He was also unaware of his lightning-like movement skills. In his haste, he was unable to dodge, and the sword came too fast, and he was hit immediately.  sword.

    Guo Polu was as fast as the wind. He put his feet on the horse's back, drew his sword and returned, sitting back on his horse. When the sword was pulled out, blood suddenly flowed from the right shoulder of the frail man, and the horse's back was soon dyed red.  .

    He pointed at Guo Polu with his long sword tremblingly. Pain slowly appeared on his rather slender face, mixed with surprise and surprise. Then he dropped the sword, and with his parallel fingers like a sword, he quickly tapped the acupuncture points on his shoulder to stop the bleeding.  , but it is a pity that there is no Feng Yuanzhi from Guanlan Villa, which can not stop the blood flow immediately.

    "Brother Zhang!!" The two men were also in a daze. They didn't expect Guo Polu's movement to be so fast. When he came to his senses, they saw Brother Zhang's face was pale and blood was gushing out. He was swaying on his horse and couldn't care less.  In addition, he quickly dismounted and went to help him. They were brothers in life and death and had a deep friendship. Huang Qifeng stood in front of them with a knife, looking at Guo Polu with eyes that seemed to want to bite people.

    Guo Polu's face turned slightly pale. The blow just now had used up almost 90% of his internal strength. If the thunder blow failed, he could only crush the jade pendant and let his brother-in-law save him.

    Having witnessed his brother-in-law's instantaneous skills, he has no doubt that as soon as the jade pendant is broken, his brother-in-law can come to him. This is also the reason why he can stay calm and steady. He is confident and does not panic.

    He calmly sat on the horse, ignoring Huang Qifeng, who was holding a knife with a gnawing gaze. He glanced at the horses a few times, struggled for a moment, and finally took out the hand that he had put in his arms. After all, he was  People who love horses really don't have the heart to do anything.

    No wonder he angrily scolded the other party for not abiding by the rules of the martial arts. In his arms, his brother-in-law gave him a palm-long tube before leaving. It was made of a thicker bamboo tube. It had a faint green light and was very beautiful.  .

    When the brother-in-law pressed the slight recess of the bamboo tube and three iron needles suddenly shot out from one end of the bamboo tube, he realized the horror of this beautiful thing.

    There are a total of twelve iron needles in the barrel, three at a time, which can be shot four times. After shooting, they can be refilled from the other end.

    When launched, the shadow of the needle is almost invisible. If the distance is close enough, there may be no way to dodge!

    "If he was ruthless, these horses would not be spared, but there would be no future trouble. Unfortunately, he had been riding horses since he was a child, and he had great affection for horses, such docile animals. He would rather kill people than be ruthless enough to kill horses.

    Guo Polu tilted the tip of his sword downwards, letting the blood on the sword drip onto the ground. He looked directly at Huang Qifeng, who was standing with the sword, and said with a hum, "Huh, don't think I'm easy to bully!  If you force me again, you can  Don¡¯t blame me for being rude!¡±

    "I'll kill you little bastard!" Huang Qifeng's eyes widened, and he no longer had the high spirits he had just now. He could talk and laugh freely, his face was ferocious, he slashed with his knife, and his fierce aura surged forward.

    Guo Polu's sword flashed, and the blade struck straight down from the side. He could handle this not-so-subtle move with great ease.

    The boat capsized in the sewer, and the old brother was stabbed by a young boy again. Old Huang was filled with anger and became a little crazy. He slashed with a knife and tried his best to chop it in half and be swung away by him like a knife.  , and suddenly the empty door was exposed, Guo Polu's scabbard found a gap, and with one blow, he sat on the ground, almost suffocating.

    Guo Polu glanced at him contemptuously, and didn't care about his red eyes. He snorted softly: "It's really embarrassing to use more to bully the less!"

    After saying that, he sheathed the sword like autumn water and inserted it back into his back. The sword was bloodless and as bright as before.

    He picked up the reins, pulled slightly, turned around and left, not paying attention to the sudden numbness in his back.

    The next step was very smooth. I chased He Yuzhu and saw Guo Yuzhu.The captive came leisurely on horseback, and Cheng Zixu was immediately shocked. Could it be that Uncle Huang and the others were defeated by this country boy?  !

    Before Guo Polu could get close, he abandoned He Yuzhu and ran into the pine forest on his horse, trying to escape for his life.

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    It was already dusk, and people¡¯s faces could not be seen clearly even ten steps away. In front of the boundary monument of Jiaxing Prefecture, two horsemen were stationed, hesitating and halting.

    The people on the horse are none other than the young village master of Qiyun Village and the fierce and fierce swordsman Huang Qifeng.

    "Uncle Huang, what's wrong? Let's not chase him anymore?" Cheng Zixu asked with some doubts as he comforted the green horse which was pawing its front hooves impatiently.

    Huang Qifeng also held the reins tightly, patted the horse's mane, and calmed the impatient horse. He shook his head and glanced at the bluestone tablet with the three characters "Jiaxing Mansion" written on it, with a heavy expression on his face.

    "What's going on, Uncle Huang?!" Cheng Zixu was a little impatient and glanced at the official road in the distance. The sky was gradually getting dark and he couldn't see how far away he was. If he didn't chase him, he might not be able to catch him once it got dark.  People.

    "Alas! Let's go back!" Huang Qifeng pondered for a long time in the night wind, and finally spoke, sighing.

    "Go back?!" Cheng Zixu's voice suddenly became louder, his eyes opened again and again, and he suspected that Uncle Huang, who had always been fearless, had become confused.

    "Let's go back!" Huang Qifeng nodded and glanced at Cheng Zixu with a cold look that made him shudder before he remembered the power of Uncle Huang.

    "Why on earth is this?!" Cheng Zixu was really unwilling to give in. He fell into the hands of that country boy every time. He was his nemesis. Now, according to Uncle Huang, that brat has been hit by a poisonous scorpion sting.  There is no cure. His biggest wish now is to see him die in front of him. Otherwise, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

    "Zixu, before you left home, didn't the village master tell you that there are some places you can't go to?" Huang Qifeng pulled the reins, turned his horse around, and asked softly.

    "Yes But, is our Qiyun Village still afraid of anyone? Who dares to provoke our Qiyun Village after eating the courage of a bear and a leopard?!" Cheng Zixu's face was slightly hot. Fortunately, the dusk was dim, and it was very difficult.  It was difficult to realize that he was embarrassed to say that he had already forgotten his father's instructions and did not remember them at all.

    "You!" Huang Qifeng sighed, feeling helpless at the young village leader's lack of knowledge and skill. He turned his head and glanced at the official road leading to Jiaxing, then glared back at Cheng Zixu and said in a deep voice:  "Jiaxing Mansion is the forbidden area of ??our Qiyun Village. The village leader once issued a strict order that no disciples in the village can even step into Jiaxing Mansion!"

    When Huang Qifeng said this, Cheng Zixu suddenly remembered that his father seemed to have said such a name. Jiaxing Mansion, yes, it had such a name!

    ¡° I just thought at the time that I just wanted to go to Lin¡¯an City to have fun. There were a lot of fun things there. I had never thought of going to Jiaxing, so I didn¡¯t take it to heart.

    "Uncle Huang, why can't we take a step into Jiaxing Mansion?" Cheng Zixu also turned his head and looked at the official road shrouded in dusk, the unwillingness in his heart was like a poisonous snake eating his heart.

    "Alas! Jiaxing Mansion is now a forbidden area for people in the martial arts world. Once you enter Jiaxing, you are not allowed to use force. Anyone who violates this rule will be thrown into the prison of Jiaxing City. The power of Jiaxing's iron arrester is the talk of the world's martial arts circles.  Change! Alas, Zixu, you don¡¯t know, it¡¯s really¡ª¡ª!¡±

    Huang Qifeng shook his head even harder. He glanced at Cheng Zixu with a look full of hatred that steel could not be made into steel. Sometimes he really wished he could discipline him for the old village manager. What a loser a loving father is!

    The two of them walked along the path they came from, letting the horse's hooves fly lightly, and trotted back. The sound of the hoofbeats was crisp and rhythmic in the dusk.

    "This is too overbearing! Can a person in the martial arts see anything better?" Cheng Zixu curled his lips and snorted.

    He saw that Uncle Huang had no intention of turning back. Although he wanted to turn back in private, he just thought about it and really didn't have the courage. Fortunately, the country boy was dead.

    "Hehe I can't stand it. A dozen first-rate masters stepped into Jiaxing City and deliberately used force. I thought that no matter how powerful Jiaxing's head catchers were, there would only be one or two people who could do it. I wanted to deal with these dozen of them.  A top-notch master, I'm afraid he's not up to the task. I didn't expect it, hehe" When Huang Qifeng said this, he sneered twice, with a look of joy on his face.

    "What are you thinking about?" Cheng Zixu was very curious. Although he could guess a point or two, he was even more itchy and asked hurriedly.

    "Hey, the whole army is wiped out! Drive - drive -!" Huang Qifeng shook his head and laughed, shook the reins in his hands, shouted twice, tapped his heel on the horse's belly, and started to accelerate. It was getting late, so hurry back and see.  It doesn't matter whether Brother Zhang's injury is serious or not.

    "What a good guy, he's even more majestic than our Qiyun Village!" Cheng Zixu sighed and hurriedly shook the reins., knocked the horse's belly, and followed Uncle Huang. He no longer had the intention to chase into Jiaxing Mansion. He was uneducated and cowardly.

    Huang Qifeng did not say that among the dozen or so first-class masters, there was one who was the top master of Qiyun Village. He was second only to the village leader and was called the second master of Qiyun Village. And that second master was the same as Huang Qifeng.  , are mortal enemies and love rivals in their youth.

    "After those dozen people were thrown into prison, their martial arts skills were immediately revoked. Although they were not guilty of serious crimes, they were released within a few days.

    This move shocked the martial arts community all over the world. There was a lot of criticism and endless criticism, but the deterrent effect it exerted was unparalleled. Since then, all the martial arts people who entered Jiaxing Prefecture have become honest.
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