Happy little peasants

Ji Lian saw that Zhang Hui and Fu Yan were both irritated at the same time, as if he had to kill him. He still had a cold expression on his face, and he didn't feel afraid of them at all.

"Haha, Fu Yan, aren't you very rampant in the long run? Are you very embarrassed right now? Both are stinky boys who don't know the height of the sky. Today I will take care of you together."

Ji Lian took the hat from his head and gently placed it on the next table. He looked at Zhang Hui and Fu Yan with cold eyes. His face was still as pale and sick as before, but his weak posture was completely destroyed The evil spirit has replaced it.

When Zhang Hui was in Changdu, I heard people talk about the battle between Ji Lian and Ji Yuan in front of the prison. Since then, Changdu has rumored that Ji Lian has become a demon, and even Ji Lian has a demon-like upper body. It is said that now Ji Lian's appearance is indeed different from ordinary people at a glance, no wonder he needs to wear a hat and a wide gray robe to cover his face and body.

Zhang Hui saw that Fu Yan had completely lost his mind at this time, and he was condensing a real power to fight Ji Lian.

Ji Lian grabbed one of the legs of the table next to him and threw it in the direction that Fu Yan was hitting, only to hear a slap. The table broke into several wooden boards in the air and fell in all directions.

Zhang Hui took the opportunity to lift the sword and stab towards Fu Yan's back. Ji Lian was already prepared, and his body instantly vacated, evading Zhang Hui's sword and attacking Fu Yan again.

Ji Lian was extremely fast, and instantly fell in front of Fu Yan, and hit Fu Yan's face with a palm.

Fu Yan took out his palm to block, and the two palms struck each other in the air. Fu Yan felt that Ji Lian's palm was obviously a powerful force, which caused pain in his hands and a powerful force shook him. The pain in his two arms spread from the palm of his hand to his shoulder and neck.

Only then did Fu Yan know that he underestimated the enemy. In Beimang, his peers generally didn't dare to provoke him, and his elders didn't easily engage with him, so he thought he had a good skill.He didn't really fight anyone seriously in Qi State Capital. Now that he met Ji Lian, he knew that he thought Ji Lian too simple.

By this time, Fu Yan's anger had subsided a lot, he was not as impulsive as he was at the beginning.

If he wanted to kill Ji Lian, he had to do it step by step, and he couldn't be too impatient, otherwise he couldn't kill Ji Lian, and his life would be ruined in Ji Lian's hands within a few rounds.

Zhang Hui also saw that Fu Yan was much calmer, and comforted: "Don't worry, he is alone, and the two of us, slowly drag him behind."

Fu Yan also felt that Zhang Hui made sense. As long as the two of them kept cooperating, Ji Lian would always be unprepared.

Zhang Hui thought that Ji Lian's strength lies in his hands. If he used his fast sword to make Ji Lian have to use his hands to resist, then Fu Yan would be much easier to deal with Ji Lian.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hui's swords were all around "Quick", trying to trap Ji Lian.

Ji Lian has become accustomed to using his own hands to block the opponent's weapons, Zhang Hui's sword is fast, and his hands are also fast.

Zhang Hui took a look at Fu Yan, and Fu Yan immediately understood what Zhang Hui meant. He kept changing positions and condensed his true strength to fight Ji Lian.

But Ji Lian soon discovered Zhang Hui's intentions, knowing that such dragging was not good for him, and now the best thing is to make quick decisions and use the most ruthless means to take the lives of these two people.

Ji Lian suddenly pulled away from Zhang Hui's sword, and attacked Fu Yan like a ghost, catching Fu Yan by surprise.

Fu Yan was forced to lean back by Ji Lian, but Ji Lian's five fingers still grabbed his arm. The clothes on his arm were instantly torn into cloth strips, and then blood poured out.

When Ji Lian took out his finger, there was still blood on his finger. He moved his palm outward and moved it in front of him, his expression as if he was enjoying the feeling of touching his hand.

Fu Yan's arm was numb with pain, his heart was always occupied by Mi'er's death, and he had no time to care about his injury.

Ji Lian grabbed Fu Yan again. At this moment, Zhang Hui quickly stepped forward and used his sword to force Ji Lian's hand back, and then took Fu Yan's arm and started "Yundou Slow Step".

"Let's stop entangled with him, bear for a while, and avenge this in the future." Zhang Hui said anxiously to Fu Yan.

Fu Yan left here willingly, but the battle between them and Ji Lian had already begun here, and they were not Ji Lian's opponent yet.

Zhang will do his best to escape from Ji Lian with the fastest footwork.

But he felt that the whirring wind behind him was always following him, and he could hear Ji Lian's figure very fast.

Because of the unbearable pain in her arm, Fu Yan was so pulled by Zhang Hui, and her feet started to not cooperate with Zhang Hui.

Zhang Hui looked back a little, and Ji Lian was already not far behind them.

"Hold it again." Zhang Hui comforted Fu Yan when he saw the blood on Fu Yan's arm was still pouring out.

"Don't worry about me, you can leave by yourself." Fu Yan thought that Mi'er had passed away, and her heart was so sad that she wanted to die.

"Okay, don't say it." Zhang Hui had already made up his mind to save Fu Yan to the end.

Zhang Hui felt that Ji Lian was getting closer to them again, and once again used real power to speed up his feet.

Fu Yan was accelerated by Zhang Hui so hard, she unconsciously used her true strength to help Zhang Hui.

Zhang Hui felt that when Fu Yan grabbed his arm, a heat was transmitted to him, and then the force seemed to have an immediate effect, as if Fu Yan pushed him behind him. He was already very strenuous. As soon as the heat came, he flew out unconsciously.

At this time, they had already thrown Ji Lian a long way away, and Fu Yan looked at Zhang Hui in surprise: "I didn't expect that faxing to you would work."

Zhang Hui didn't think of this beforehand. He only regarded Fu Yan as an item to take away. He never thought that Fu Yan could still help him, and Fu Yan also thought of himself as Zhang Hui's burden, he didn't think about how to combine the strength of the two to escape from Ji Lian's hands.

Fu Yan endured the pain, and went through the real power a few times towards Zhang Hui, and the two of them had already left Ji Lian far behind.

They walked to a river valley and looked back for a while to make sure that Ji Lian hadn't chased him again, then they dared to stop and rest.

At this time, they thought that this direction was also the direction Luo Yun drove away in the carriage.

"Mi'er..." Not long after Fu Yan stopped, he immediately thought of Mi'er again. He raised his head helplessly, turning around in circles, as if begging God to return Mi'er to him.

Zhang Hui guessed that Fu Yan was in the pain of losing Mi'er again, so he comforted: "Luo Yun should not be far away. Let's look around and find Mi'er."