It is a basic common sense in battle to see all directions and listen to all directions.

Chen An is not blind. Master Zhu is so big that he could quietly hide it from his eyes when he sneaked into the carriage. What's more, Chen Qing could think of catching the little girl to threaten Chen An. How could Chen An have thought of this? Because from beginning to end, he speculated on the other party's character with the greatest malicious intention.

As he expected, Chen Qing really used such despicable means to deal with him.

After detecting the abnormal movement of Lord Zhu, Chen An pretended not to hear it. After all, distracting in the battle is a taboo. If he is not careful, he will die. Then he is eager to kill Lord Lu. On the one hand, it is to reduce the pressure of the battle, and on the other hand, it is to take advantage of the opportunity to solve Lord Zhu. The whole process is very thrilling. If the steel knife he threw at the last moment did not nail the unprepared Lord Zhu, the consequences would be absolutely unimaginable.

If Lord Lu's death is equivalent to killing one arm of Chen Qing, then Lord Zhu's death means that Chen Qing completely lost all the advantages of winning this battle.

Now there are only two choices before him.

Either escape or fight to the end.

Through a brief fight with Chen An, he realized that the possibility of killing Chen An alone was very small. Even if his sword was faster than his sword and his moves were more exquisite than him, he could not resist the opponent's domineering sword technique of one force to reduce ten goals. Once he was allowed to seize the opportunity, perhaps he would be the next Lord Lu.

As for escaping, what kind of face does Chen Qing have to gain a foothold in the world in the future?

People in the world value face the most. Sometimes they can ignore their lives because of their face.

Chen Qing is no exception. He knew very well that if he lost his face, it would be difficult to pick it up in the future.

"Brother Chen, do you really have to protect the traitors and abandon the safety of the people in the world?"

Chen Qing calmed down and pointed his sword at the other party and asked a stern question.

Oh--

The previous one is evil demon heretic, but now he is talking about brother Chen, and the words are changing so quickly.

Chen An looked at him expressionlessly, and walked towards him step by step with a steel knife in his hand.

"I think you seem to have made something wrong. From the beginning, I was not interested in what you said, because my only wish was to send Tang Xuanfu's daughter back to her father safely, so everyone who blocked me was my enemy."

A stubborn bald donkey!

Chen Qing cursed in his heart, but the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand did not relax his vigilance at all.

As Chen An stepped forward, he saw that the truth was not reasonable, so he could no longer remain patient and decided to take the initiative.

It was too late to say it, then it was soon.

But when Chen Qing moved his feet, the long sword was like a white snake spitting out a letter, and in the blink of an eye it stabbed Chen An's heart.

Chen An hurriedly avoided, but unexpectedly, the opponent's sword turned and immediately cut open his chest and clothes. Before Chen An could react, Chen Qing's sword move changed again, and he flirted with his backhand, instantly forcing Chen An to retreat.

Facing Chen Qing's rapid sword technique like a storm, Chen An seemed in danger, but he always acted quite calmly and showed no signs of panic at all.

The more this happens, the faster Chen Qing's sword is, as if he wishes he could stab Chen An to death with one sword.

However, the fast sword that has been maintained for a long time is very physically exhausting. When Chen Qing's sword momentum slowed down, Chen An, who had been passively dodging and blocking, immediately lit up his eyes and seized the opportunity he had been waiting for for a long time and slashed his sword back.

Chen Qing did not expect Chen An to suddenly attack at this time. When he was about to use his sword to resolve the attacking steel knife, he was shocked to find a stiff and numb feeling on his arm, which made his movements dull for a moment.

It was at this slow moment that Chen An slashed the sword that Chen Qingge could not block, and then turned around and kicked him away four or five meters away.

The old power has been exhausted, and the new power has not yet been born.

This is the key to Chen An grasping the flaws in Chen Qing's sword technique and turning defeat into victory.

Chen Qing, who was severely injured in his chest, fell to the ground in pain, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood in his mouth, and a shadow slowly blocked his sight. When he looked up, Chen An stood in front of him with an expressionless face, and at the same time the steel knife in his hand was already raised high.

"No! You can't kill me! If you kill me, Xuanwu Sword Sect will definitely do it for me..."

Before Chen Qing could finish the last word "revenge", his voice came to an abrupt end.

Chen An reached out and wiped the hot blood flying on his cheeks, then squatted down and searched Chen Qing's headless body, then walked towards the carriage without looking back.

"I'm back."

When I arrived at the carriage, the little girl's whimper could be heard vaguely.

He knocked on the car window and said this, then pulled out the steel knife behind Lord Zhu's back who was nailed to the side of the carriage. Seeing the other party moving, Chen An immediately made another knife. This time, Lord Zhu had no sound anymore.

"uncle……"

Hearing Chen An's voice, the little girl ran out of the carriage, regardless of blood all over her body, Chen An, who was like Hell Shura, hugged his thighs tightly with both hands.

"Uncle... My father is really not the villain who is traitorous about the bad guys. Tell me, what they say is not true..."

"You should keep this sentence for your father."

Chen An threw away the steel knife in his hand, wiped the blood from his clothes before touching the little girl's head.

Regardless of the authenticity of what Chen Qing said before, he was not interested at all.

After all, he is just a passerby in this world.

Once Ping An sent the little girl back to Tang Xuanfu and completely relieved her knot, he planned to find a deep mountain forest to live in seclusion until he could return to his own world.

"Uncle...but I'm so scared. What if my father is really the kind of person they said Yaoyao?" the little girl cried with her legs unyieldingly.

"This is your problem, not a problem I should care about." Chen An said indifferently.

"Since that's the case, uncle, why did you save me and my mother just reunited underground!" The little girl let go of her hands and cried to Chen An while wiping her tears.

When Chen An heard this, he suddenly felt an unknown anger in his heart, and his fists were clenched to the point of white. He stared at the little girl for a long time, but finally let go of his fists and even lost his strength.

"let's go."

He picked up the steel knife and walked towards the carriage without looking back.

"I won't leave!"

As a result, the little girl shouted in anger.

"If my uncle doesn't give me an explanation, I will never leave you even if I die."

"Don't you want to see your father?" Chen An stopped.
Chapter completed!