Chapter 128 Chapter 128

At this moment, the sound of hooves sounded in the distance, and three horses galloped from the road.Jin Wu turned his head and saw the three of them, overjoyed, rushed forward and shouted: Three adults! Ling Haotian looked up, but saw that the three of them were all wearing brocade robes, luxurious and dazzling, and high crowns on their heads, but they all wore iron masks on their faces, covering their true faces.The three reined in their horses and stopped, and the man on the left asked Jin Wu, "What's the matter?"Who hurt you?Jin Wu pointed to Ling Haotian and said: "My lord, this is the kid."

The man turned his head to look at Ling Haotian's face, his gaze was as sharp as a knife, then heheed, obviously not believing, and said: You said this kid hurt you? Ling Haotian seemed to be a middle-aged man by his voice, and the other two were bald and the other gray-haired, they both looked down at him.These three people have dignified manners, different from ordinary people. Although they are only riding on horses and cannot see their faces, they can already feel the domineering and murderous aura emanating from them. Ling Haotian snorted softly, dropped the golden cymbal in his hand, strode forward, stood in front of the three horses, and stared at the three.The eyes of the four people met, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent, as if a desperate battle had silently unfolded between the eyes of the four.Jin Wu watched from the sidelines, feeling a sense of horror in his heart, and involuntarily took a few steps back.

After a while, the gray-haired old man said: You can't beat us.Give Way! Ling Haotian said: No.The middle-aged man laughed loudly and said: What an arrogant boy!Before he could finish speaking, he dismounted immediately, with silver light flashing, he drew out a scimitar shaped like a crescent moon, and slashed towards Ling Haotian.The gray-haired old man shouted: No leakage, stop!He flew down from the horse, but it was too late. Amidst the exclamation of the crowd, they saw that the tip of the scimitar had already penetrated into the middle-aged man's heart. This time the fight was only for a split second, and only the bald and gray-haired old man could clearly see the process of the fight among the bystanders.What the middle-aged man used was the scimitar gate's unique move to cut back the wandering soul, which is a unique move that kills the enemy as soon as the blade touches the body.Ling Haotian saw how strong it was, and didn't have time to think about it, so he used the palm technique in Qixing Cave, pushed out his palms, and the palm wind immediately covered the opponent's whole body.The middle-aged man never expected that the young man's inner strength was so deep, under the wind of his palm, his wrist was in severe pain, with a click, the wrist bone was broken, and the blade of the scimitar was immediately deflected by the opponent's inner strength.When he shot, he used extreme force, the scimitar continued to strike, and after the broken wrist bone, he couldn't stop it even more, the hook on the point of the knife had already pierced his heart.He exhaled his last breath, and he couldn't believe that there was such an astonishing palm strength in the world until his death.

The gray-haired old man saw that his companion died in one move, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Ling Haotian, and said: Who are you? Ling Haotian shook his head and did not answer.The gray-haired old man stared at him for a while, then said: "Let's go!"The bald man got off the horse and picked up the middle-aged man's body, raised his head, glared at Ling Haotian with cruel resentment in his eyes, and said: "My brother will definitely pay back this bloody debt!"He got on his horse and galloped away with the gray-haired old man. Jin Wu stood a few feet away, his face was already white, he couldn't help but lower his head, and silently recited the Tibetan hundred-character mantra, in order to calm down the violently beating heart and the extreme fear that could not be suppressed in his heart.Seeing Ling Haotian's majestic power, how could the rest of the lamas dare to take a step forward?All the lamas looked at each other, they were all at a loss, and after a while of confusion, they went to help the injured monk Dahetian and others, got on their horses in a hurry, and galloped away.

Standing there, Ling Haotian felt excited, and a nameless feeling of loneliness surged into his heart.He never thought that his martial arts could reach such a high level, he felt strange and strange, he took a long breath, then heard the sound of horseshoes behind him, a group of more than ten people galloped forward.Ling Haotian looked back, and saw that the visitors were all from Huxiao Villa, and the leader was Duan Zhengping.When everyone saw the lamas retreating in a hurry, they were extremely surprised, and when they saw Ling Haotian again, they were more happy than surprised.Duan Zhengping got off his horse and ran forward, held his hand, and said happily: "Little San, you're back!"

Ling Haotian nodded and asked: Uncle Master, where are the parents? Duan Zhengping said: Eldest brother and sister-in-law are still in Dragon Palace, they are all safe.Your elder brother is rushing home, but he is still on his way.Xiaosan, did you fight back those people? Ling Haotian nodded.Duan Zhengping looked at the retreating figures of the lamas, still surprised, and said: You have only been away from home for half a year, and your martial arts have improved a lot. I am afraid that your two elder brothers will not be able to catch up with you.Come on, seeing your travel-laden appearance, you must be exhausted on the road, and it is very hard.Go home and rest and eat something.

Ling Haotian stood on the ground and did not move.Duan Zhengping felt a little strange, and asked: What's the matter?Ling Haotian shook his head.Duan Zhengping knew that Ling Haotian had a weird temper, so he tried to persuade him: Your parents are not at home, so you don't have to worry about them annoying you.Zhuangli is your second brother and Bao'an.Xiao San, you've been away from home for a long time, don't you want to go back and see them? Ling Haotian turned his head to look at Hushan, feeling an unspeakable bitterness in his heart.He knew that he only needed to walk half a day's journey before he could return home and see Bao'an.When I think of her, my heart suddenly burns like a raging fire, anxious and irritable, and it is difficult to control myself.He didn't know how much he longed to go back to see her, to see the kind and happy smile on her face again, to chat endlessly with her as before, and to laugh heartily.Since he fled down the mountain half a year ago, he has deliberately avoided, trying to stay as far away from her as possible. Now that he is so close to her, how can he resist not seeing her?He struggled in his heart: I'll go back, even if I only see her once, it's enough.Maybe I should sneak a look at her before leaving.Think again: No, how can I go back?After seeing her, how can I leave again?How can I restrain myself from telling her what I feel for her?

When he thought of this, his heart ached like a twist, his eyes went dark, and he almost sat down on the ground.Duan Zhengping saw that his expression was different and his forehead was sweating, he also said that he had suffered internal injuries during the fight just now, and asked repeatedly: "Xiao Saner, what's wrong with you?"Good luck, walk around the Ren Du vein.Follow me back to Zhuangzi, and I'll take your pulse. Ling Haotian took a breath and said: Uncle Shi, I'm fine.Turning around and walking, he was in a trance, his left foot stumbled, but he stepped on a machete.He stretched out his foot to pick it up, the saber bounced from the ground, Ling Haotian reached out to catch it, and said: I killed a man who wielded a scimitar.This person seems to be an important person in the capital, and his companions will definitely come to seek revenge on me in the future.I don't want to cause trouble for my parents, so here we go.

Duan Zhengping was still waiting for persuasion, Ling Haotian waved the scimitar to him, led a horse, jumped up, whipped the horse's rump, and galloped away.Duan Zhengping shouted from behind: "Little San, where are you going?" Ling Haotian replied from a distance: I'm going to the south to have fun, please tell my parents and ask them not to worry!