Chapter 96: Endless Falling Leaves

Chapter 96: Endless Falling Leaves

Chapter 96: Endless Falling Leaves

Four or five figures were shuttling back and forth in the woods, looking as frightened as stray dogs.

"call out!"

There was a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

"Oh!"

The wolf-tooth feather arrow pierced into the palm tree, and the internal energy attached to the arrow head exploded, causing wood chips to fly and splash towards several figures fleeing in the woods.

The tiny wooden splinters, when spinning rapidly, are not much less powerful than a knife blade.

"You go first!"

Green Bamboo Old Man turned around, flicked his sleeves and released a powerful innate energy. The wooden thorns changed direction one after another and pierced into the bark of the trees next to them.

Ren Yingying glanced at the old man in green robe, said hurriedly, "See you in Luoyang", and walked away quickly.

The old man jumped two meters high and caught the wolf-tooth feather arrows that were shot at the woman's back in the air. The two feather arrows exploded into powder in his hands.

Well!

A chestnut horse galloped out from the woods with all four hooves puffed up.

The scarred man riding on the horse had cold and sharp eyes. He held an iron-framed ox-horn bow with quivers on each side to facilitate him to shoot with both hands.

From this equipment, it can be seen that even in the army, this person is one in a million in using the bow, no less than the highly respected "Eagle Shooter" on the grassland.

He is none other than Hu Fei, deputy commander of Ziyun Guard, a trusted general of Chief Eunuch Yang Lianting, and the man known as the 'Golden Eyed Eagle' in the martial arts world.

He saw an old man with a white beard standing in front of him, wearing a moxa crown, a green robe, and a green bamboo stick hanging from his waist. He didn't think much of it, thinking that the old man was old and weak, unable to run, and stayed behind to die.

But the old man in green robe gently raised his left hand, and his true energy surged, as if there was a compassionate stone hidden in his sleeve. The broad green leaves on the unknown tree beside him were sucked into his palm one by one and floated in the air.

The chestnut horse ran out of the woods first, and more and more Purple Cloud Guards appeared behind it, as the two were getting closer and closer.

The Green Bamboo Old Man raised his hand and waved it, and dozens of emerald green leaves shot out instantly.

"Xu~"

Hu Fei quickly reined in his horse, pulled out a strange weapon from his waist, and swung it in the air.

The weapon was called the Judge's Sword. Like any ordinary sword, it was about three feet long, but two-thirds of the shaft was made of pure copper, and only the last half was the blade. It was snow-white and translucent, and was extremely powerful when swung.

The flying leaves hit the weapons, like copper balls hitting an iron plate, making endless sound of golden swords.

After a moment, Hu Fei put away his weapon, glanced at his torn sleeve, then looked at the green-robed old man in the woods with a look of surprise on his face.

"Picking flowers and flying leaves? Your martial arts skills are superb, and you should not be an unknown person in the martial arts world. Miss Ren is very resourceful, and she can gather so many extraordinary people to serve her. Unfortunately, she does not know the current situation and wants to fight with Manager Yang, but she will fail in the end. If you know the current situation and surrender, Manager Yang will recognize heroes and respect heroes. Not only will he not kill you, but he will also use you."

"I don't know Miss Ren, nor do I know Manager Yang."

Green Bamboo Old Man said casually. He glanced at the forest behind him and saw that Ren Yingying, Sima Da and others had disappeared. He felt relieved and planned to delay the Purple Cloud Guard for a while and then find a chance to escape.

"You don't admit it? Old senior, you are a hero only if you dare to do it."

Hu Fei sneered and waved his hand. Dozens of Purple Cloud Guards surrounded the old man in green robe.

Green Bamboo Old Man said calmly: "Whether you admit it or not, does it matter?"

"It's not important. After all, we have already ambushed ten groups of troops on the way back to Luoyang. Do you think that by holding me back, Miss Ren can escape back to Luoyang? None of you can escape. The chief steward has ordered that you all be killed."

Hu Fei laughed grimly, and when he talked about killing them all, he felt an inexplicable pleasure in his heart. He and the young incense master who was only half of his body left in front of the bamboo house were two different people.

Three generations of the Luo family have joined the religion. His grandfather was the incense master and his father was the hall master.

It is said that only the talented are promoted. Children of the rich and powerful like Luo Shuan use the best elixirs and hire the best teachers. They are born with an extra pair of wings than ordinary people.

As for Hu Fei, when he met Yang Lianting, he was at the forefront of every battle, survived hundreds of battles, and made dozens of contributions of varying sizes. However, he watched those young men who, like him, became flag masters to gild their reputations, gradually being promoted to deputy incense masters. He had been the flag master for seven years, but he had not taken an inch of action.

He later realized that there was a natural chasm above the Banner Master. For an ordinary believer like him with no background, there was a chance to cross it, but it was extremely slim.

Green Bamboo Elder's expression changed slightly: "Without Dongfang Bubai's order, Yang Lianting dared to order the pursuit and killing of the Saint Girl. Does he still take the rules of the church seriously?"

"Miss Ren colluded with affiliated gangs, secretly communicated with the Jinyiwei, spied on Blackwood Cliff, and plotted evil. Are you the ones who didn't take the Divine Religion seriously? Are you the ones who violated the founding purpose of the religion? Are you the ones who treated the Divine Religion's public property as the Ren family's private property and privately passed it on?"

Hu Fei continued to curse angrily: "You old thief with white hair, you shameless man, if you are not a member of the Divine Religion, it would be fine, but if you are a member of the Divine Religion, how dare you mention the word "religious rules"?"

"I will send you to meet the past leaders and ask them why the Sun Moon Divine Sect was established?"

Hu Fei waved his hand.

The four Purple Cloud Guards immediately pulled out their fire starters, revealed their explosives, and shouted "What joy is there in life, what sorrow is there in death", and quickly rushed towards the green-robed old man in the middle.

"The endless fallen leaves rustle down!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Green Bamboo Old Man took out his green bamboo staff and rolled it on the ground. The dead leaves gathered together frantically under the influence of his true energy, forming a two-meter-long "whip". He waved the whip, which rose and fell like a long snake, and quickly whipped the two Purple Cloud Guards, causing them to spit blood and fly backwards.
Just as he was about to whip the other two Purple Cloud Guards, there were two loud bangs, fire and smoke rose into the sky, and the dry leaf 'whip' was blown into dust all over the sky.

"kill!"

Hu Fei said in a cold voice.

The dozen or so Ziyuns held knives in their right hands and fire sticks in their left hands and rushed towards the Green Bamboo Old Man.

No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are still a human being made of flesh and blood.

This kind of desperate fighting style made even a first-rate internal martial arts master like him feel his scalp tingling, and he did not dare to let these Purple Cloud Guards who were like "suicide bats" get close to him.

At this moment, he just felt that Yang Lianting was too scary.

Since ancient times, the only difficulty is death.

The Ziyun Guards under Yang Lianting had no idea what life and death meant.

Could it be that Dongfang Bubai has developed a drug that is even more powerful than the "Three Corpses Brain Pill" that can control the minds of believers?

Before the Green Bamboo Old Man could think any further, his legs bent like a bow, and he slammed the green bamboo stick heavily on the ground. His body leaped four or five feet into the air. Explosions sounded one after another below, and waves of heat rushed up.

Taking advantage of the heat wave, it soared several feet into the air.

He stepped on the top of a pine tree, and just as he lifted his foot, a wolf-tooth feather arrow shot out from below. Blood flowed profusely from his right foot, and he staggered a few steps, his body unstable in the air.

He glanced at the golden-eyed eagle below that was drawing its bow and arrow, and using a bamboo stick to replace his right leg, he leaped quickly among the treetops.

"Chase!"

Hu Fei lived up to his name as the Golden-Eyed Eagle. Each of those cloud pines was more than twenty meters tall. The old man in the green robe was dressed in green, and it was extremely difficult to identify him among the emerald treetops. However, he was able to accurately track his position with the Purple Cloud Guards.

Although he didn't know the identity of the old man in green robe, he knew that this man was an extremely skilled martial artist and was a top-notch master in the world. He must be the most capable man around Ren Yingying. If he could be captured, he would be able to completely prove Miss Ren's crime of betraying the leader.

　ps: Let me explain. Some book friends have raised some opinions before. For example, the realm of Xiantian and Grandmaster is a bit too high. In fact, from the several-zhang sword energy of Qiao Wuyong to the power of "Flying Flowers and Picking Leaves" used by Green Bamboo Old Man, everyone should have seen that the force setting is higher than that in the original novel of "Swordsman". It would be more appropriate if it was placed in Tianlong and Yitian. In the previous chapters, the author also used the big year and small year as metaphors.

　　
　
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