The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 198: Down the Bloody Street

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At this point, Fu Xiaoguan and Su Su are at the end of their game.

Fu Xiaoguan is aware of the current situation. Facing these cavalry, he and Su Su have no way to confront them head-on. Now that Su Su is exhausted, he doesn't want Su Su to die like this.

He took a deep breath and growled again: "Back off!"

When Su Su heard this, she turned around, grabbed Fu Xiaoguan's hand and ran away. She also understood that if she continued to fight, even if she could kill ten or twenty more people, it would not help.

You can't win if you fight, so of course you have to run away.

"Chase!"

There was a loud roar from behind, and then the roar of iron hooves was heard even louder.

Seeing that the pursuers were getting closer and closer, Su Su pulled Fu Xiaoguan sideways and rushed into a yard. The yard suddenly jumped up and down.

"Damn it, go out and fight!"

Su Su felt very sorry, but this was not the time to apologize, "We will leave after a while."

"Oops..."

Some cavalry rushed in. Due to the narrowness of the yard, only five cavalry came in. Su Su jumped into the air and passed through the shadow of the sword. A piece of her clothes was cut off, and her fist was taken away. One person's life was taken, and then she caught the knife and rode on the war horse... But

She can't ride a horse!

This was very embarrassing. Seeing another knife attack, she quickly flew up again. With a clanging sound of gold and iron, she also knocked the other four riders off their horses, but she was slightly annoyed.

"Get on your horse and rush out!"

Su Su yelled, Fu Xiaoguan got on his horse, and Su Su jumped behind him, "Fuck the duck...!"

No, Fu Xiaoguan is also confused. He can't ride a horse. He can fly a plane. War horses have long been eliminated in that era, okay?

"What's wrong?"

"I can't ride a horse."

"What should I do?"

"Neither can you?"

"There is a donkey in the Taoist temple, which is used for grinding. The master is not allowed to ride it."

Just when the two were hesitating, two more riders rushed in. Su Su waved his sword and blocked the incoming sword with two clanging sounds, and then shouted: "Hold on!"

She stabbed the horse in the butt. The horse felt the pain, neighed, and rushed out desperately.

Fu Xiaoguan leaned up and almost didn't fall. He grasped the reins tightly and leaned forward, recalling the way to control a war horse that he had seen in the movie. When the war horse just rushed out of the yard and came to the long street, he held his hand He tightened the reins and turned the horse's head to the right. The horse changed its direction as if it was done.

But at this moment, more than ten swords were slashing at them from outside the yard. Su Su gritted her teeth and raised the sword in her hand, clang clang clang... sparks and lightning all the way, "Ah..." She was hit by another knife in her arm.

Fu Xiaoguan pinched the horse's belly, and the horse, which was already in pain, adjusted its direction, spread its hooves, and galloped away.

"Chasing...!"

There was another loud roar from behind, and the remaining two hundred riders rushed over again with murderous intent.

This battle has already scared the pedestrians and merchants on the long street into hiding. In broad daylight, there is no one left.

Fu Xiaoguan doesn't know if Su Su was seriously injured in that moment. He only knows that if he can go back alive this time, then Prince Hui's Mansion...I will use him to try the red cannon!

The seated war horse lost too much blood, and its speed became slower and slower. The sound of the horse's hooves behind it became louder and louder. "We will have to rush into a certain yard later. Can you still hold on?"

"It's okay, but it's a pity that big bag of free pastries."

Okay, it seems that pastry is more important than life. Fu Xiaoguan said he couldn't understand the world of this little girl.

"Hey, it would be great if I brought that piano with me. The master always says that I am lazy, and it seems that I am indeed a bit lazy."

"Can Qin kill people?"

"Why else would you practice piano?"

"..."

Okay, Fu Xiaoguan said he still didn’t understand.

"Be careful, we're catching up!"

"Well, it seems that we have to explain it here."

"Well...you see, we can't die."

Fu Xiaoguan looked up and saw a person standing on the long street.

A woman dressed in white.

This woman held an embroidery needle in her hand and stood in the middle of the street with her head lowered, embroidering flowers. It wasn't until Fu Xiaoguan and the others approached that she raised her head and opened her thin eyes a little, looking at He glanced at them and laughed.

Fu Xiaoguan also laughed.

The war horse finally gave out its strength and fell to the ground with a crash. Su Su lifted Fu Xiaoguan up and stumbled down behind Su Rou.

"Third Senior Sister, they robbed my pastries, they deserve to die!" Su Su gritted her teeth, and Su Rou nodded.

The group of war horses was getting closer and closer, Su Rou raised her hand.

The embroidery needle in her hand flew out, with a long red thread at the end of the needle.

"Dharma protector!"

As Su Rou's voice fell, Su Su stood in front of Su Rou with a sword in hand and full vigilance.

Fu Xiaoguan couldn't understand, but his eyes quickly turned to the front.

The needle pierced the throat of the first pursuer, and the line suddenly tightened. Then the second pursuer hit the line, and saw a cloud of blood flying, and his head was actually cut. Come down!

Then the third and fourth, when the first pursuer fell, this thread cut off a full twenty lives.

Then the needle pierced the body of another pursuer, and the thread harvested dozens more lives.

The cavalry stopped, all pale.

Just behind the cavalry, the sound of wheels sounded, and it was extremely harsh as it rolled down the quiet long street.

The remaining more than a hundred cavalry were divided into two columns. The carriage passed by and stopped in front. A person got out of the carriage, an old man with gray hair wearing green clothes.

The first time he looked at Su Rou and the others, the second time he looked to the left, the third time he looked to the right, and finally his eyes fell on Su Rou again.

"The seamless stitching technique...has been lost for hundreds of years, but now we can see it, it's really amazing."

"Who are you?" Su Su raised the knife in her hand.

The old man stroked his long beard and said, "I am Ximen Piaoxue, the Shadowless Sword."

Fu Xiaoguan was shocked. Fortunately, it wasn't Ximen Chuixue.

However, Su Rou frowned, "Ximen Piaoxue, who has disappeared from the world for more than ten years, has now become a lackey of Prince Hui's palace?"

"What the girl said is wrong. Prince Hui is a polite and virtuous corporal, eager for justice and justice. If the girl wants to take refuge with Prince Hui, I can make a recommendation. I think Prince Hui will not be malicious towards the girl killing like this, but instead How about treating the girl like a guest?"

Su Rou suddenly laughed, "I would like to try how fast the Shadowless Sword is."

Ximen Piaoxue shook his head and sighed: "You are no match for me."

"What about me?"

A man walked behind Fu Xiaoguan. He wore a high crown and gray linen clothes, and carried an unsheathed wooden sword on his back.

He walked to Su Su's side, looked at Su Su's injuries carefully, took out a bottle of medicine from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Su Rou, "There is so much blood, does it hurt?"

"Senior Brother...it hurts!"

It was only at this moment that Su Su burst into tears and said while crying: "They, they robbed my pastries!"

Fu Xiaoguan was stunned again, and then he remembered that Su Su was just a fourteen-year-old girl, and then he realized that the pastry really meant a lot to her.

"Senior Brother, let's teach him a lesson and then go back. Can Senior Brother buy you candied haws of sugar?"

"Oh, okay." Su Su stopped crying, Su Rou raised her eyes and glanced at Su Jue, "I can beat him."

"I know, but it's tiring."

"Okay." Su Rou applied the medicine to Su Su, and Su Jue took two steps forward, raised his hands to straighten his official hat, and then bowed and saluted, "Daoist disciple Su Jue, please invite Senior Ximen Draw your sword!"

Ximen Piaoxue frowned. The name of the Taoist Senior Brother was not resounding. In fact, none of the Taoist disciples had a resounding name, except of course the old Taoist priest.

But Ximen Piaoxue didn't dare to look down on Su Jue at all, because that old guy was a top-level saint-level being, and the disciples he created could not be simple!

Even the long-lost flawless stitch technique can be reproduced through his disciples. So what special method does this man carrying a wooden sword have?

"Then I will draw the sword, please take it!"

A thin sword with gleaming cold light suddenly let out a clear sword cry. Fu Xiaoguan only saw it once, and then the sword came to Su Jue.

He didn't even have time to scream, but he saw that the wooden sword behind Su Jue was missing.

When he looked again, the wooden sword was actually standing in front of Su Jue, and the silver thin sword just happened to stab the wooden sword.

Su Jue held the sword with one hand and flicked the sword with the other hand, "Ding...!" With a crisp sound, the rapier flew away, but Ximen Piaoxue suddenly frowned, and then stared at the returning man. A thin sword is like facing a powerful enemy.

The rapier returned very slowly, completely different from when it came.

It moved forward inch by inch, as if carrying a huge weight. But in Ximen Piaoxue's eyes, the sword was pressing towards him like a mountain.

Sword power!

Su Jue was actually able to use his sword to achieve sword power!

This is a symbol of one foot stepping into the holy steps!

Is it possible that the Taoist Academy will produce another Martial Saint?

Ximen Piaoxue took a step back, then another step, and all the bluestones on the ground shattered as he retreated.

He took eight steps back. He caught the sword, then stood still. After a few breaths, he bowed and saluted, "This is the end of today's matter. Go home!"

"Slow down!" Senior Brother spoke.

He took two steps forward, straightened his official hat, and said: "You hurt my sixth junior sister, and you also stole her pastries, so you must leave something behind."

Ximen Piaoxue was startled, what kind of cake is this? Could it be made of gold?

"What do you want?"

"That's it..."

Su Jue's wooden sword suddenly flew up, and in this gentle sunshine, he made a gentle sword move.

Then heads fell to the ground, and blood spurted out like flowers.

Fifty-eight knights died with just one sword.

Su Jue sheathed her sword, turned around and walked towards Fu Xiaoguan and the others.

Ximen Piaoxue looked at the sword in horror, turned around and was about to get on the carriage, but Fu Xiaoguan said to him: "When you go back, tell Prince Hui that before the matter is settled today, I will bomb his Prince's Mansion. Scum!"