"A heartbreaking."

"Where can I find a soulmate in the world?"

The two of them died in the chord below, singing and reuniting in the dark and obscure night.

"Qingfeng Sword, move."

"You are Yan Li, the number one master under Lu Zhengdao?"

Yan Li stood in a sword, with a solemn expression, not inspired by the killer language of Yishuilou. The sword force was guarded, and it was held without emitting.

"Yan Li, you don't speak because you want to delay time so that the third young master Yan can escape?"

"It's a pity that there are ambushing here and surrounded by enemies. It's not a fight between the two sides, but a fight between them."

As the sound of regret fell, the rhythm of the piano suddenly changed, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, sometimes strong, sometimes weak, sometimes high, sometimes low, and in the dark, a desolate and majestic murderous aura swept across. In a trance, thousands of troops were coming to kill.

The Qingfeng sword in Yan Li's hand buzzed, his sword eyebrows were straight, and his eyes were staring at the front.

In Huaishu Alley, the quiet night was as if a stone was thrown into a pond of spring water, stirring up endless ripples. Several grasses that took advantage of early spring to extract tender buds were suddenly swept by an invisible blade and quietly broke into two pieces.

Yan Li's expression remained unchanged, and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand slowly came out, as if there were countless obstacles in front of him, making him unable to do so.

With a sneer, the Qingfeng Sword handed out seemed to break something, but then Yan Li's body shook. Although his steps were like nails nailed to the spot, the cloth robe on his back exploded in vain.

It was obvious that Yan Li could only defend himself at that moment, and the robe she wore outside was under the pressure and exploded.

"I didn't expect that your skills have already achieved a small success."

"I didn't expect you to practice the remnant technique of "Mountain, River, Cloud Sword" and the mountain-like sword, and you will also have a small success."

"It's a pity that it's just a small success after all."

"We just released three success forces."

Yan Li suppressed the rolling blood in his body, endured the fishy sweetness in his throat, and his sword force had not changed, so he tried to calmly say, "At the end of his strength, his power cannot penetrate Lu's silhouette."

"Then let's pick up my brothers and two of them to succeed."

Yan Li's sword eyebrows became more and more sharp, but he knew that under the five successful powers of the two people who died in the chord of the finger, there was no reason to survive. What's worse, the sixth brother who had just hid in the courtyard next to him was also ambushed.

"Let's go? The net of heaven and earth has been laid, and you have nowhere to escape."

Zhu Weiming and others flipped into the yard and stood firmly. A cold snorted from the deserted house.

As soon as this said, everyone was shocked. Huaishu Hutong had not fallen, but unexpectedly, they really fell into a state of ambushing on all sides.

Zhu Weiming has always been rebellious. Although he had serious external injuries on his body, he still stepped forward, pointed at the depths of the grass half a man high, and shouted: "Who is it? Hiding there sneakily. If you have the courage, come out and fight to the death with me."

"The only way to die in the ages is to die, but since you want to die, I will fulfill you. You need to know that death is just a skill under my knife." The man said coldly.

"Hmph, I'll give you a warning to the snake." As soon as Zhu Weiming finished speaking, the flower gun in his hand shook, and circled the gun flowers, and rushed into the grass with the power of pulling the grass and searching for the snake.

As the flower gun rotates, it seems like mowing grass. When the sound of the hissing, large pieces of dead grass are swept away by the gun wind.

"Sixth brother, retreat quickly and be careful to attack..." The woman in the team, the fourth lady in Yan Changtian's mouth, saw that Zhu Weiming seemed to be shooting into the depths, and quickly reminded her.

But it was too late. Before Si Niang could finish her words, several cold sword lights suddenly fell from two nearby trees.

The old Cangtou, who was carrying the box, was caught off guard and was entangled in the light of the knife. Then screams sounded and several arms fell to the ground.

The blood gushed like a spring in the wound of Lao Cangtou, and he staggered in pain. The three big boxes all fell into the siege of masked swordsman.

"box!"

Seeing the box falling into the opponent, Si Niang was extremely angry and screamed, not caring about pulling out the long sword behind her back, so she picked up a flag gun and rushed forward.

As soon as the Siniang flag gun came out, she was immediately intercepted by several sword lights. The shadows of the cold light blade intertwined and shook, and the energy broke through the wind, rustling and rustling, destroying countless dead grass and branches.

With just a few breaths, Si Niang went back and groaned, with countless wounds on her body, and her blood was so intense that she dyed her large dress red.

"Si Niang?"

On the other side, Zhu Weiming was trapped and took the gun away. It was too late to snatch him back, so he had to protect Si Niang who was injured immediately, and her eyes were red with anger.

Among the several masked swordsmen, the tallest and most powerful figure, who was suspected to be the leader, said sarcastically: "Zhu Weiming, you learned skills under Ji Zongbu a few years ago, but you learned his ability to play a gun with two points. You really made you play a flower gun with a flower gun. You just hit the world, haha, you are indeed a reckless man who can't do big things."

A swordsman next to him stared at the three big boxes greedily and said, "Brother, King Ning failed. Rumor has it that Lu Zhengdao escorted the third son of Yan to escape from Daning with a large amount of treasures. Couldn't some of those treasures be hidden in these three boxes?"

"Looking at how tight they are, they should be in the box." The swordsman leader nodded and replied, "But beware of the fact that the box has mechanisms. You can pick the box open and check it. If you are not here, you can only land on these dilapidated houses."

The three-piece box was picked up one by one, but unexpectedly, the three bald boys exposed were actually exposed.

The swordsmen almost couldn't believe their eyes. They lifted the boy out and turned the box upside down, but there was no silver at all.

"The leader, his grandmother's, is not treasure, just three little monkeys and some torn clothes." A swordsman shouted.

Without getting the large amount of treasures I imagined, a swordsman angrily slapped a child, knocking him down to the ground and unable to get up, and burst into tears in pain.

The swordsman was impatient by the crying, and raised the steel knife in his hand and threatened: "Little monkey, dare to urinate in front of the uncle. If you believe it or not, you will kill you with one knife."

"Sixth brother?"

Si Niang, who was seriously injured, was so scared that she almost collapsed to the ground.

Zhu Weiming was also shocked and angry, his eyes were so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he didn't care about the knife wound on his left arm. He grabbed a flower gun with his left hand and pulled it out at the swordsman.

The leader of the swordsman saw Zhu Weiming poking a flower gun with one hand, and the tip of the gun shook out a large piece of gun flowers, dotted, and was dazzling and sloppy, and urgent. It was hard to defend.

In the blink of an eye, a swordsman failed to protect himself and fell to the ground.

"It's a bit amazing to attack with two shots at the same time." The leader of the swordsman did not take action, but only commented leisurely on the side.

With Zhu Weiming, several other uninjured young and strong people in the troupe also raised their guns at the same time, hoping to steal the child back.

Seeing his subordinates being injured one after another, the swordsman leader put the blade on a child's neck and shouted: "Zhu Weiming, if you don't want your third son Yan to die, stop me obediently."

After the swordsman leader came out, Zhu Weiming rushed to force the swordsman to retreat, then retreated, pointed the gun in front of him, and hummed, "Do you think the third young master in your hand?"

"Oh, isn't it? Then let me take a look at which one is Mr. Yan San?" The swordsman leader joked. He looked at the child under the knife, as if he had seen something, and said, "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

As the swordsman leader said, a boy who would rather break than bend when he was at the front of his axe. Who was Yan Changtian?

Yan Changtian fell into the opponent's hand, and Si Niang was almost fainted as if she was struck by lightning. Zhu Weiming and the others were also angry and their faces turned pale.

"Chief, I got the treasure map, how to deal with the remaining two little monkeys."

"It's not that they talk a lot, and they leaked our secrets and killed them all." The swordsman leader replied casually.

"yes."

The other swordsmen responded and wanted to raise the knife to kill the other two children.

However, Yan Changtian was in the hands of the swordsman, Zhu Weiming and others were afraid of the mouse, so they could only watch and could not take a step forward at all.

The blade fell, and the two children were about to be killed.

clang!

With a clear sound of dragon roar, the three-foot green breeze behind Si Niang suddenly deshewn out like lightning.

Before Si Niang could react, the sword shot away with lightning speed, like a silver rainbow breaking, slashing at the swordsman who was killing people with a knife.

The two swordsmen suddenly felt a chill invasion, and suddenly saw half a circle of arcs rippling like rainbows. In amazement, the sword edge was already passing through his throat.

The blood mist sputtered, and with a clang, the long sword fell to the ground and hit the cold and hard bluestone slab, sparking everywhere.

However, the sword, which was shocking and terrifying, had not yet ended. After erasing two swordsmen one after another, it cut the throat of the third swordsmen.

Since then, the swordsman leader who had appeared, laughed and joked, and looked like nothing, saw the three-foot Qingfeng unsheathed out of thin air. He was so angry that he could not kill three people in a row. When he thought of something, he blurted out of fear: "Sword-controlling skills!"
Chapter completed!