The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 58: Uncle Liu, are you taking people for a walk? !

Xu Xingchen turned his head and looked towards the woods, and saw an old man standing inside. He was wearing black clothes and a yellow belt around his waist. He had a thin face, gray hair, and held a wooden flute in his hand.

The person who was playing the piano was nowhere to be seen.

When he saw Xu Xingchen looking at him, the old man just glanced at him without saying anything, with no intention of communicating at all.

When the girl in red heard the call, she made a face at Xu Xingchen, turned around and leaped a few times to the old man.

The two quickly turned and left.

Xu Xingchen gently waved a white paper fan, chuckled, and looked up at the waterfall behind the woods. The sound of rushing water was spectacular.

I came here to enjoy the beautiful mountain scenery, but I also listened to a piano and flute performance, which was worth the trip.

Fortunately, the two people who played the piano and flute did not regard him as an enemy who was trying to spy on the situation, otherwise, an unnecessary fight would have arisen between them.

After standing quietly for a while, Xu Xingchen turned around and left.

He went down to the village at the foot of the mountain, threw a few taels of silver to the farmers, and then walked out leading the donkey amid the farmers' profuse thanks.

Riding on the donkey, I continued to move forward slowly.

One day later, he unknowingly walked into a canyon path and walked forward for several miles. Suddenly, he heard a burst of shouting and killing in the front, and soon, two groups of people came running towards him.

The one running in front was a middle-aged man in a yellow shirt. He was short and fat, with blood oozing from his shoulders and chest. His originally kind round face was now frowned.

He was carrying a long package on his back and holding a long sword in his hand. He was running very fast. In just a moment, he had run more than ten feet away.

There were hundreds of people chasing behind, all of them were strong and had a variety of weapons in their hands, including copper hammers, spears, iron plates, crutches, and even a few rope-like weapons.

"Liu Zhengfeng, you can't run away!"

"I was lucky enough to meet Mr. Liu Sanye from the Hengshan Sect today. I must keep him here."

"Kill!"

The people chasing were shouting and throwing hidden weapons forward one after another. Some of them were good at light work and leaped quickly along the mountain walls and woods on both sides of the road, trying to "overtake on a curve" and get to the front to intercept.

Liu Zhengfeng, who was running in front, had extraordinary attainments in swordsmanship. With a series of light stabs backwards, he immediately knocked away all the hidden weapons that were shot at him.

His lightness skill was also extraordinary, making it impossible for people leaping and running on both sides of the road to stop him.

When Liu Zhengfeng met Xu Xingchen who was leisurely riding a donkey, he couldn't help but frowned, recognizing that he was the person who had inexplicably entered the mountain yesterday and heard him and Brother Qu playing the zither and flute.

In order to avoid suspicion at the time, he did not show up with Qu Yang, but just hid in the dark and took a look.

Unexpectedly, the two met again a day later.

At this time, he was running for his life, with soldiers chasing him from behind and a young man riding a donkey in front of him whose origins were unknown. He immediately became alert and thought to himself, "If the young man in front of me makes any unusual moves, I will kill him immediately."

Xu Xingchen was also happy in his heart. He didn't expect that he and Uncle Liu from the Hengshan School had such a deep connection. Yesterday he heard him playing music, and today he saw him being chased by someone. If this isn't fate, then what else could it be?

In order to avoid misunderstanding, he drove the donkey aside in advance to clear the road.

Seeing those people chasing him from behind, each of them has extraordinary skills and there are so many of them, it is no wonder that Liu Zhengfeng also has to run for his life.

"This situation is not the time for the Five Mountains Sword Sects to have deep friendships and for the master uncles and disciples to get to know each other."

"I just hope that Uncle Liu can escape safely, and that the group of strong men chasing after him won't cause trouble for me."

Xu Xingchen muttered to himself, but the facts soon shattered his lucky mentality.

Seeing him give way, Liu Zhengfeng glanced at him in surprise, and as he rushed past, he couldn't help but remind him, "Boy, run away!"

There was no need to remind him more. Several masters who were chasing him along the side road showed cruel smiles on their faces when they passed Xu Xingchen. A knife, two guns, and more than a dozen hidden weapons and darts were all aimed at the young man riding the black donkey.

Xu Xingchen saw clearly that those people just wanted to kill him, an innocent passerby, while chasing Liu Zhengfeng.

"What bad luck!"

Xu Xingchen pursed his lips, and with a clang, he drew his sword out of its sheath. With a move of falling trees, he scattered three sword lights, blocking the attacking knife lights and spears.

The sword light then shot up, and like a cool breeze, more than a dozen sword lights were sent out, knocking away all the hidden weapons that followed closely.

Ever since I've witnessed the terrifying speed of the Sword of Exorcism, when I look at the moves of these martial artists now, I feel that they are slow and sparse, with flaws everywhere.

Those who were attacking obviously did not expect that the young man riding the donkey had such superb swordsmanship, and they were all stunned.

"You guys go hunt down Liu Zhengfeng first. I and a few brothers will stay here to deal with this brat!"

A man in black shouted loudly and quickly gathered around with eight or nine people. He waved two copper hammers in his hands and was the first to smash it on the donkey's head.

Others shoot the horse first when shooting a person, but he kills the donkey first!
Eight more men holding spears jumped over and, from the four directions of east, south, west and north, formed a group of two and thrust the spear tips towards the middle.

Someone else jumped into the air and swung the long whip in his hand. There was a crisp explosion in the air, and the tip of the whip left a trace of afterimage and swept towards Xu Xingchen's head.

"You guys are bullying the minority with your numbers, and you have no moral principles!"

Xu Xingchen shouted angrily, the sword light was like an ancient cypress tree swinging its dense branches vigorously, splashing in all directions, blocking all the attacks with great difficulty.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

The sound of metal clashing never ceased.

Those who launched the attack were shocked to see that their siege was intercepted again.

Afterwards, he saw the sword light in the center collapsing rapidly. Seeing that it was about to be broken, he felt relieved and laughed out loud.

"Boy, you are so naive. Is this your first day out in the martial arts world?"

"Didn't your master and your parents tell you one thing when you came out? That is, when you see others fighting, turn around and run, and never watch?"

"We are followers of the Sun Moon Divine Religion. We always like to use our numbers to bully the few. Martial virtue? Humph! What is that!"

Facing the sarcasm and ridicule of the villains, Xu Xingchen was like a rookie punching bag, his face flushed red, and he launched "fierce" attacks with the long sword in his hand again and again, but was defeated again and again. The villains around him admired the boy's gradually desperate eyes in the encirclement, laughing loudly, but they didn't realize that their accomplices nearby had all chased Liu Zhengfeng in front and went far away.

He also didn't notice that the young man was still riding on the donkey's back. Even when the sword light dimmed, he was still able to protect the donkey under him from getting hurt.

Soon, the villains discovered that the young man in the encirclement seemed to be fighting desperately, and they couldn't help shouting and intensifying their attacks.

These guys love to bully men and women and the weak. The more desperate the bullied people are, the more excited they are!
The next moment, the sluggish sword light suddenly glowed with a strong color, like a thin and long white dragon, swimming in the air, and then was put back into the scabbard by the young man on the donkey.

The leading man in black holding a hammer, the eight men with guns, and the guy wielding a whip, all dropped their weapons.

They had looks of horror on their faces and covered their throats tightly with their hands, but they still couldn't stop the blood from gushing out.

Soon, all ten villains fell to the ground unwillingly!
"You are really courting death!" Xu Xingchen glanced at the corpses on the ground, raised his head to look in the direction where Liu Zhengfeng and the others were going, and muttered: "Uncle Liu, I can only help you up to this point. The rest is up to you!"

On a nearby hilltop, Qu Yang, dressed in black and with a yellow belt, and his granddaughter Qu Feiyan, dressed in red, took in the entire scene.

Qu Feiyan blinked her big round eyes, her face full of amazement: "I didn't expect that the scholar-like elder brother has such powerful martial arts. He killed all ten good fighters in the sect with just one sword. Tsk tsk tsk, Uncle Liu's Huifeng Luoyan swordsmanship is only so powerful!"

Qu Yang looked solemnly at the young man who was searching the corpse for money in the distance, and said slowly: "Grandpa was also wrong. I didn't expect that a young man would have such amazing sword skills!"

Qu Feiyan asked curiously: "Grandpa, can you tell the martial arts style of that scholar brother?"

Qu Yang hesitated for a moment and said, "His swordsmanship is beautiful, strange and dangerous. He likes to win in danger. It seems to be the swordsmanship style of the Huashan School!"

"Wow, so he's also a figure from the Five Mountains Sword Sect like Uncle Liu!" Qu Feiyan clapped her hands in amazement and said, "Next time I meet Brother Shusheng, I must make friends with him!"

Qu Yang said sternly, "Yan'er, please don't do this. The hatred between our Sun Moon Sect and their Five Mountains Sword Sect is as deep as the sea, and good and evil cannot coexist. If you want to make friends with him, not only will their sect not tolerate him, but even our Sun Moon Sect will kill him."

Seeing his granddaughter pouting in disapproval, Qu Yang sighed again: "Don't think that your uncle Liu and I have similar personalities and play the qin and flute together. Once others know about our relationship, it will definitely bring disaster!"

Qu Feiyan sighed helplessly like a little adult: "I know! I know! Alas, when can we live a worry-free life?!"

The scene fell silent for a while. After a while, the young man was seen riding a donkey on the canyon path, walking away leisurely. Qu Feiyan asked again: "Grandpa, is it possible that Uncle Liu escaped safely?"

Qu Yang frowned and said worriedly, "I have informed him in advance, and I saw him break out from the encirclement of those people before. It shouldn't be a problem for him to escape!"

Qu Feiyan muttered softly: "I hope Uncle Liu can escape safely."

On the canyon trail.
With a full harvest, Xu Xingchen rode his donkey and continued to move forward leisurely.

On the way, he patted the black donkey's head and said with a smile: "I didn't expect your psychological quality to be so great. You are surrounded by swords and knives, but you can still remain unafraid and motionless. Not bad! Not bad!"

The black donkey yelled twice in unison. If he could understand what his master said, he would have sneered and said, "Isn't this donkey afraid? I'm so scared that I can't move."

After walking less than a mile, Xu Xingchen couldn't help but show a strange look on his face.

Not far in front of him, a short and fat middle-aged man in yellow clothes and holding a long sword was running towards him.

Behind the yellow-shirted man, a group of fierce and evil men holding various weapons were chasing him, shouting and killing, but they were fewer in number.

Looking at this very familiar scene in front of him, Xu Xingchen murmured to himself: "Uncle Liu, Uncle Liu, are you taking those guys behind you for a walk here?"

Liu Zhengfeng was also startled when he saw the boy riding the donkey. He thought to himself, "How come this kid survived? What about those people who surrounded and killed him? They are not kind-hearted men and women."

Thinking in this way, how could he not understand that the martial arts skills of the donkey-riding boy in front of him must be much higher than he imagined.

Seeing the donkey-riding boy give way again, Liu Zhengfeng passed by without stopping, and then said again with a strange look on his face: "They are outnumbered, don't fight hard!"

When the villains who were chasing after them saw the boy riding the donkey, their eyes widened as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"How come this guy is still alive?"

"Where are the three Huang Lao? Didn't they stay to surround and kill this kid?"

"Humph, isn't it obvious? Since this kid is still alive, I'm afraid Huang Laosan and the others are in great danger!"

"Then what should we do? Should we keep some people behind to surround and kill this guy?"

"Leave more people behind this time. Jiang Laoliu, take thirty brothers with you and capture this kid!"

"Okay, watch me avenge Huang Laosan and the others!"

The evil men who were chasing him soon separated a small group of people and surrounded the boy riding the donkey.

There were as many as fifty or sixty other people in the large group chasing Liu Zhengfeng.

They continued to run forward at a rapid speed, and faintly heard the young man's miserable and desperate cry coming from behind.

"You guys are bullying the minority with your numbers, and you have no moral principles!"

Those who were running behind always felt that this sentence sounded familiar.

The evil people who stayed behind took to the battlefield with swords, guns, sticks and clubs, and hidden weapons and darts flew everywhere.

The poor boy riding the donkey was hit by so many weapons that he was in a miserable state.

As soon as the large group of people in front disappeared at the end of the canyon, they immediately started fighting desperately.

The black donkey became much braver after its first experience. Under Xu Xingchen's control, it spread its four hooves and charged in all directions.

An extremely sharp sword light protected his body. Wherever it passed, the weapons in the hands of the villains flew into the sky. Then one by one, they covered their throats and fell to the ground with disbelief on their faces.

Among them, one guy even threw a bag of lime at Xu Xingchen, but Xu Xingchen slapped it back with a palm, and it splashed all over his head and face. After that, he was killed by a sword.

Once the internal strength is cultivated, cheap attack methods such as spreading lime powder and poison powder will gradually become ineffective.

After getting rid of more than 30 villains, Xu Xingchen couldn't help but let out a long sigh and muttered to himself: "Uncle Liu, I really helped you a lot this time!"

After looting the corpse for silver, he rode his donkey and continued on his way.

When he saw Liu Zhengfeng for the third time, he couldn't help but cover his forehead.
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