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After all, he was good at using poison, and he couldn't use poison in the flood.
Wu Weian, Ji Minghao, Ji Mingshuang, Yuan Guanshi, Xuezhu, Wanxiang and others were all restrained by the swordsman who broke out of the water.
Ji Mingyan looked at the ten swordsmen with his eyes wide open, flattered: "Do you think so highly of me?"
Although he said this, Ji Mingyan had no intention of fighting with these ten swordsmen. When he saw that something was wrong, he immediately ran towards the shore.
The ten swordsmen were also good at martial arts and followed steadily. Five of them even surpassed Ji Mingyan and wanted to join the five behind them to surround Ji Mingyan.
Ji Mingyan reached into his pocket and threw poison at the five people: "You forced me to use poison!"
The swordsman knew Ji Mingyan very well. Seeing this, he immediately did a backflip in the air and avoided him from a distance.
But Ji Mingyan didn't say anything and immediately continued to run towards the shore.
As long as he gets out of the flood and onto the shore, he can use poison!
By then, let alone ten people, he will poison as many as there are!
The ten swordsmen realized they had been tricked and quickly regrouped to catch up.
Ji Mingyan was still some distance away from the shore when he was caught up again.
He threw some air into the air again, but this time, no one was fooled.
Ji Mingyan sighed and immediately opened his mouth to yell, "Help! Brother-in-law, Xuezhu, help! Sixth brother can't hold on any longer!"
These two have the strongest martial arts and the fastest lightness skills.
If neither of them can make it in time, he will really die here today.
He forgot to tell his younger brother and sister-in-law that if he died, they should remember to bury his body under the poisonous weeds and flowers in his backyard.
He doesn't want to be buried in Liangzhou, this is not his home!
There were no flowers or plants that he had raised himself, no poisonous centipedes that he had dug up to loosen the soil in front of his grave, and his elder brother who loved drinking tea was not there either.
Wu Weian had just dropped the old woman's body and quickly ran over after hearing the words.
When Xuezhu heard this, he didn't even have time to wipe his big iron sword before following him.
But Ji Mingyan ran to the shore first, leaving the crowd a long distance away.
Even someone as fast as Wu Weian couldn't arrive in a short time.
Boats carrying disaster victims passed back and forth.
Ordinary soldiers and constables are good at fighting, archery, swordsmanship, and so on, but they are not good at light skills.
Qinggong must be learned from childhood when the body is light, and it takes years of practice to achieve perfection, and everyone started to practice these skills after joining the army halfway.
For a moment, everyone clung to the side of the boat and could only stare into the air and sigh in despair.
Some even couldn't help but jump into the water and swim towards that place.
But they could only float on the water, looking up eagerly, and shouting to Ji Mingyan: "Sixth Master, get in the water!"
Ji Mingyan glanced down and did not do so.
These soldiers are no match for these swordsmen.
After he went into the water, he might be able to hold out for some time, but that would come at the cost of the soldiers' lives.
Ji Mingyan gripped the sword tightly in his hand, his face serious, as he faced off against the ten swordsmen.
Amidst the flashes of swords and sabers, he had several more wounds on his body.
Blood dripped down, dyeing the water red.
Qian Yining soaked in the water and jumped upwards like a carp.
But he couldn't jump to the height that Ji Mingyan and the others were at.
Qian Yining is good-looking and has always paid attention to his image in the army.
He had never looked so comically embarrassed.
After a few moves, Ji Mingyan couldn't hold on any longer.
Xu Qian was also hanging out with Qian Yining.
When he arrived yesterday, he first cut down trees to make a boat and also met his mother.
I didn't meet the swordsman when I rescued people at night.
Just now, Xu Qian saw the swordsman take action with his own eyes.
The moment he saw it, Xu Qian became extremely silent.
He bit his lip, looked at Ji Mingyan above, and turned his head to glance at him.
There were two people flying ahead of the crowd, one in front and one behind, rushing towards this direction.
They were almost reaching this world, but Ji Mingyan could no longer hold on.
The sword in his hand loosened and plunged into the surging flood.
A swordsman held a sword and was about to stab Ji Mingyan in the chest as he fell.
Xu Qian quietly held the knife in his hand, without hesitation, he broke through the water, cut the swordsman's sword with one stroke, and pushed Ji Mingyan towards Wu Weian.
Xu Qian's sword move was the authentic Beishan sword technique.
All ten swordsmen were stunned.
Chapter 88 Baofu
When Xu Qian was five years old, it was March and the spring scenery was in full bloom.
He rode on his father's neck and chased dancing butterflies in the deserted mountains.
Little Xu Qian said, "It would be great if I could fly too!"
His father looked at him with a look that Xu Qian didn't understand at the time: "Goudan also wants to fly like a butterfly."
Xu Qian nodded: "Yeah!"
That day, Father Xu made a big decision. He took the risk of making a deal with his five-year-old son and personally taught him Qinggong.
However, Xu's father requested that Xu Qian not tell anyone, not even his mother.
Xu Qian has been a good boy since he was young. He keeps his promises and never mentions something if he says he won’t mention it.
He has never demonstrated his Qinggong skills in front of outsiders.
When Xu Qian was eight years old, it was a hot July with bright sunshine.
Father Xu's hair has turned a little grayer, and Xu Qian has grown a lot taller.
In the first episode, Father Xu taught his son the Beishan Sword.
The sword techniques of the inner disciples of the Beishan Sword Sect are not allowed to be taught to outsiders. Once discovered, the disciple will surely die.
But Xu's father still taught him.
Watching his son excitedly learning how to use the sword one by one, Father Xu reached out and touched the child's head, but his eyes were dead.
He was selected.
He was afraid every day.
If possible, he would not have entered the gate of Beishan when he was young.
But there was no way to predict what would happen in the future. His hands were already stained with blood and there was no turning back.
When Xu Qian was ten years old, it was the rainy season in May and heavy rain hit the city.
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