Book 8 Chapter 12 – A Thousand Li to Save a Beauty

Duan Yucheng, four men, had rather shallow power, they were the first to be jolted and staggered back, away from the mule cart.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were also aghast, knowing that the incoming person’s martial art skill was at least at Ba Fenghan’s level that he was able to elude Fang Zetao’s men who were guarding all around outside, and only after he dropped from the sky did they realize his presence and thus completely lost the key moment.

Kou Zhong traversed one step sideways, the Moon in the Well left his back and went up to chop the air above him.

Xu Ziling lowered his waist in a horse stance, with both palms raised up.

Feng Zetao was an outstanding martial artist as well, pulling out his sword, he drew six, seven sword patterns in the air, to protect the area above Wanwan.

‘Dang! Bang!’

Kou Zhong’s Moon in the Well’s yellow glow grew strong, it hit the enemy’s weapon squarely. But he immediately groaned inwardly.

Turned out the weapons the opponent was wielding was a pair of flickering-with-golden-rays strange shields, each shield was about two chi long, wide on the top and pointy on the bottom, the edges were sharp like saber blade. This kind of never-seen-before strange-shaped weaponry not only could attack and defend, it also seemed to be impenetrable of the enemy’s weapon.

As soon as the saber and the shield collided, a strong, peerlessly violent reaction force immediately shook the Moon in the Well that it bounced back.

Before Kou Zhong had any opportunity to send out the second strike, like a clump of floating cloud the shield’s sharp edge already pared down in an oblique angle. Even though Kou Zhong was dauntless, he was caught off guard and had no choice but to move away.

Xu Ziling’s double palms struck up and hit the center of the left shield. He felt the surface of the shield was covered with sharp spines. Although the spines failed to pierce his true-qi-infused muscle of his palms, he did not dare to go all-out; withdrawing his strength, the opponent’s strength immediately overpowered him and sent him rolling on the ground in such a sorry state.

Fang Zetao wanted to take advantage while the enemy was dealing with Kou and Xu, two people, by thrusting his sword in the gap between the two shields to injure the enemy, who would have thought that in the blink of an eye Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were forced to retreat, and the pair of shield closed up?

‘Bing!’

The sword was rigidly locked down by the pair of shields, which then continued to press down on his head. Having no way out, Fang Zetao dropped down to the bottom of the cart.

A man, wearing snow-white outfit, handsome and slender, looked about thirty, descended on the mule cart like an immortal descended from the heaven, with a lofty quality as if he looked at the world disdainfully out of the corner of his eyes.

His eyes emitted faint blue glint, a hint of gentle and soft smile seemed to be eternally carved on the corners of his mouth. His straight nose and strong jaws, his sharp contrast physique, his broad shoulders, made others felt like he was a lofty mountain that would not be easily knocked down by the enemy.

With a slight smile on his face, he fixed his gaze on Wanwan. Putting the shields back behind his back, he praised, “This stunning beauty is certainly the best in the world.”

This moment Fang Zetao came out from the bottom of the cart on the other side; he was accompanied by twelve of his men, who rushed over in a flurry. On top of that, with Kou Zhong and his company, their strength suddenly increased several folds. However, because they ‘refrained from shooting at the rat for fear of breaking the vase’, afraid that he might harm Wanwan, nobody dared to rush onto the mule cart to attack.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were baffled; the former came closer to the rear of the mule cart and said with a giggle, “Are you that guy, Chang Shumou? Your pair of golden shields is quite interesting.”

On the other hand, Xu Ziling inched closer to the front of the mule cart and calmly stood there. There was not the slightest hint of anxiety or upset because of the setback they suffered on his face. Instead, it was Fang Zetao who lost his cool.

“Chang Shumou,” he said sternly, “If you dare to harm her, don’t even think of leaving this place alive.”

Chang Shumou’s blue eyes cast a disdainful look at Fang Zetao, but he turned toward Kou Zhong and said, “Do you know who Ren Shaoming is?”

Kou Zhong replied nonchalantly, “I heard he was your Shifu’s illegitimate child; is that right?”

Murderous aura flashed briefly in Chang Shumou’s eyes. Throwing his head back and roaring in laughter, he said, “You really have guts. But one day you will regret what you have just said.”

And then, turning to Xu Ziling, he smiled and said, “Your punching and kicking skill is quite exceptional; that Luocha woman would definitely not have such disciple, was it from the ‘Secret to Long Life’?”

Calm and unruffled in the midst of chaos, Xu Ziling replied, “What I learned is