The narration system of Wuxia Journey

After a while, everyone returned to the original place. Zhang Junbao looked at the forest that seemed to have been ravaged by artillery fire, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Do you have to be so exaggerated!"

"Good guy!" Yi Tianxing shook his sleeves and patted Yi Jifeng's shoulder, "What's the name of this move?"

Yi Jifeng looked at his masterpiece, shook his head, and said...

"It doesn't have a name. This move is not perfect. I can only control the first half of the move, and the second half is not controllable."

"If it was my brother who took action, this move of sword energy would be condensed and would not spread at all, nor would it hurt any grass or tree around."

"You are already very powerful! Yi Yun and King Xiaoyao are probably like this!" Yi Tianxing patted his shoulder and said.

As he said that, he walked to the side and found two double-edged swords, combined them into one and hid them in his sleeves, saying: "Okay, we've fought, I admit defeat!"

Zhang Junbao rolled his eyes, turned around and chased after him, shouting: "Senior, your martial arts are so powerful! What martial arts did you use just now..."

Yi Tianxing shook his sleeves in disdain, but Zhang Junbao didn't care. Instead, he smiled and followed him like a good brother.

Yi Jifeng stretched out his hand, thought about it and decided to forget it. He smiled and said: "Miss Qin, let's go too."

Qin Sirong nodded, without saying much, and the group returned to the Black Wind Village one after another.

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After waiting for a whole night, the giant snake attack that was originally expected did not come, but Yi Jifeng was also relieved. Of course, it would be best if no one was injured or killed.

The next morning, Yi Jifeng saw Zhang Junbao in the square of the Black Wind Village using a move "Flying Sand Wind Transfer" to unexpectedly win half a move against Qin Sirong.

Qin Sirong's face turned black on the spot, and her second uncle Yi Tianxing's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

But these are not important now. The important thing is to go to meet Yue Fei as soon as possible. After the group hurriedly packed up, they immediately left the Black Wind Village!

"I have something to do. You go first, I will be there soon." Not long after the departure, Qin Sirong showed a trace of pain and said to Yi Jifeng.

After saying that, without waiting for his reply, she hurriedly went into the woods beside.

"Wow! No way! What is more important than saving people?" Zhang Junbao on the side said with a sneer.

Yi Tianxing snorted and said, "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb!"

After saying that, he hurriedly chased after her while calling "Miss Qin".

Yi Jifeng shook his head and smiled, "Okay, in that case, we won't wait for them. Let's go to meet General Yue first to prevent Qin Hui's men from finding him first."

Everyone nodded and unanimously decided to set off immediately, so they hurried along the official road for about a hundred miles.

Yi Jifeng's expression changed, his ears moved, he raised his left hand, stopped to listen, and immediately said, "Not good, there is an ambush!"

Before he finished speaking, a rain of arrows shot out from the woods on both sides of the official road. Many Jianghu wanderers were killed and injured directly under the rain of arrows.

Yi Jifeng made a gesture with his hands, and his fingers made a sword, circling in the air. Sword energy flew up with him, flying 360 degrees without dead angles, covering an area of ​​ten feet in radius.

With the sound of "clang clang clang" collision, the rain of arrows was blocked outside the circle by the sword energy. Seeing that they could no longer hurt these martial artists, more than a hundred people in black immediately jumped out of the woods.

These people were dressed in black and had black faces, revealing only a pair of fierce eyes. Seeing the crowd, they did not speak. The leader waved his hand and rushed up with a steel knife.

For a while, there were shouts of killing in all directions. Seeing that everyone was fighting in chaos.

Yi Jifeng nodded, and the six sword servants of Mingjian Villa drew their long swords and killed the black-clothed people; Yi Jifeng picked up a long sword and moved his feet to kill the black-clothed people.

For a while, the seven figures in the crowd seemed to turn into phantoms, their positions were changing, and every time they passed by, they left a pile of corpses.

Perhaps they felt that these black-clothed people could not hold on for long, and strange whistling sounds rang out in the woods. The next moment, a green figure with a fishy wind came wandering over.

Yi Jifeng's face straightened, and he quickly rushed forward and blocked the giant python at the edge of the woods.

The next moment, four figures stepped on the grass and trees in the woods. They were the four demons from the Western Region.

In the crowd, four sword servants immediately pulled themselves out. Hongniang snorted and pulled out a soft whip wrapped with gold threads to meet them.

The other three demons each held a weapon, eight people four against four, echoing each other from a distance, and taking advantage of the chaotic crowd present, for a while they were evenly matched.

The fight was so difficult that no one noticed that a group of people from Qingfeng Temple, led by a little bird, disappeared across the grass.

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Not far from the fighting siteOn the official road in the distance, about 40 to 50 miles away.

There was also a fight going on here, with a black-clad masked killer on one side and a court soldier on the other.

These soldiers were ordinary people. Although they were good at fighting on the battlefield and more accustomed to teamwork, they were inevitably exhausted when facing the black-clad men who disrupted their formation from the beginning.

For a time, these regular troops suffered heavy casualties in the face of the endless dark means of the black-clad men. Seeing that they were defeated, the silver-armored general trapped in the middle had to order a way to break out!

The next moment, a carriage was seen coming from the front and stopped four feet away.

There was a "hum" sound of swords on the carriage, and then eight long swords were seen flying out through the curtains, and the long swords were flying in the air like swimming fish.

Wherever they passed, the sword energy was overflowing, and the black-clad figures only felt a blackness in front of their eyes, and then a pain in their throats, and they fell down weakly.

But in a moment, the nearly 100 black-clothed men were killed and less than 10 were left, and then they were surrounded by the soldiers who organized the battle formation.

As the eight long swords swam back to the carriage, there was no black-clothed man left alive.

As all the enemies died, a young man in blue came out of the carriage. He stood on the shaft and bowed, saying, "I am Yi Yuchen, and I meet General Yue!"

"Your surname is Yi, are you from Mingjian Villa?" Yue Fei looked at the young man and said.

Yi Yuchen nodded and said, "My ancestor Yi Yun has cooperated with General Yue. Today, I am here to send the general off on behalf of my grandfather."

Yi Yuchen raised the bundle in his hand and said, "Here are some gold wound medicines. Your subordinates are injured. You might as well take them first."

Yue Fei nodded, and Yi Yuchen threw the bundle over. Immediately, a white-faced young general took it, showed a trace of gratitude, and distributed it to everyone.

At this time, there was a rustling sound from the grass on the roadside. Yi Yuchen smiled slightly. He didn't expect to be bumped into by him. He couldn't help but sigh at the correction power of the world.

After a while, five or six figures emerged from the grass. They were Zhang Junbao and his group.