On a cold windy day, lightning and thunder covered the entire sky.
However, this night was destined to be uneventful.
The Mingyue Sect, the leader of the four sects, is carrying out an inhumane killing. The corpses all over the ground were so thick that there was no place for anyone to set foot.
The people who were slaughtering were actually men wearing black cloaks and masks with ghost faces on their heads. Looking from a distance, they all looked ferocious. The crescent-shaped scimitars in their hands are even more terrifying. When the maids and servants in the boudoir saw him, they were frightened to death. How could they dare to compete with him? All the disciples in the sect were slaughtered by these killers. Their swords are quick and agile, fast and ruthless, unmatched by anyone.
Of course, there are also areas where they neglect to take precautions. That is the rockery in the pool.
However, these terrible killers did not give up the search. Every room was messed up by them, and some even set fire to it.
How could the weak Lu Waner endure such heavy pressure. Carrying a newborn child, she also has to face these brutal and violent villains, waiting for opportunities to escape. This is undoubtedly a test of her life and death.
Her exhausted body made her involuntarily make a move, and this move accidentally knocked the stone next to her into the lake. Because of this move, they attracted the attention of the killers. They held torches high and carried bloody crescent knives, like hungry wolves, looking for the rockery in the lake.
Their steps were very cautious.
Fortunately, there is no light behind the rockery, so it is a good place to hide.
She simply picked up her tired body and moved her child behind the rockery. Full of hope, she thought she could escape this disaster, but unexpectedly, a dazzling fire annihilated the hope in her heart.
The ghost-faced killer holding a crescent scimitar was standing above her, looking at her ferociously.
God seemed to have played a big joke on her.
Looking up, the ferocious face looked very cautious under the dim moonlight. The black cloak blended with the dark moonlight, making it difficult to distinguish. His indelible aura had already overtaken his head, and he raised the blood-stained scimitar and struck her with ease.
"Ding"
"Pfft!"
"Plop~"
The two knives clashed, creating a bright spark in the night. The killer let out a miserable groan and fell into the lake with his whole body. The killers in the surrounding area heard the move and rushed towards this person.
The man I saw took advantage of the power of the rockery and the darkness of the night to kill all these killers in less than a moment.
"Madam! It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. Get on your horse quickly!" The person coming was none other than Zhao Yueheng.
In order to prevent the killer from arriving, the two rode away.
In the courtyard, fire was radiating.
Only a scream was heard. While blood spattered, a broken arm rose into the sky. The young man, who was in his early twenties, stumbled out of the door holding on to his broken left arm.
"Cave~!"
There was an explosion in the air, and suddenly, heavy rain poured down from the sky. In less than a moment, the surface was wetted.
Zhang Hui, who had lost his arm, was already dizzy from the pain and didn't know what to do. The rain and sweat on his face made it difficult for him to see the way forward, and he fell down several times along the way.
Fortunately, he still had some sense and, fearing for his life, looked back.
As the fire spread, two figures gradually appeared in his sight. The passage of time makes the figures of these two people more and more clear.
Zhang Hui saw everything clearly. These two people were coming for him. It's a pity that it's not to save him, but to take his life. He was not in good shape after losing his arm, and now that he has suffered such a heavy blow, it is inevitable that he will feel some piercing pain in his heart.
"Old man Tan Yang! It's no good that I, Zhang Hui, was blinded and used by a thief like you! I'm not willing to accept it! One day, I want you to return it!"
All this made Zhang Hui, who was more uncomfortable than death, feel completely cold. Unexpectedly, he had devoted himself to helping the Demon Sect eliminate the Mingyue Sect, but now, Tan Yang wanted to kill them all. How could Zhang Hui think so much at this time? As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood. Zhang Hui mustered up a lot of energy and rushed forward with all his strength.
Unexpectedly, his feet slipped and he fell down from the edge of a cliff covered with thorns.
The rain does not stop, the thunder does not stop. This thunderstorm night was destined to be anything but peaceful.
There was billowing smoke, mixed with a stench that hit your nostrils.
What appeared in front of them was a burned-out house. Debris can be seen everywhere.
"I didn't expect that we were still a step late." Yuxu knelt down on the rain-soaked ground. The rising water droplets and soil had already soaked his legs.
"Master, everything has become a foregone conclusion. It's better to accept the situation with condolences!" Chen Fengyin looked at the wreckage in front of him and said unbearably.
"Senior Brother Chen is right. The only thing we can do now is to see if there are any survivors." Chongyangzi said.
"My old friend suffered a tragic misfortune, and it was my fault at Yuxu. I regret that my wealthy family did not lend a helping hand. How can I feel at ease..."
"The world is impermanent, and there is no reason for resentment. Why should the leader blame himself? Remember that Zhao Yueheng is in the Mingyue Sect, and it is his duty to perform his duties for him. If God can understand people's hearts, what else will happen? Do you want to be like this?" Chen Fengyin said softly.
"Boom~!"
The gradual collapse of the house attracted everyone's attention.
It was a figure that burst out from the sea of fire.
"Tan Yang!" Chongyangzi did not expect that the figure must be Tan Yang, so he stood up and started to kill Tan Yang.
The cold comes from nowhere. The reason why it is cold is not because of the rain pouring down from the sky, but because of the murderous aura. This terrifying murderous intent did not come from Tan Yang, but from the murderous intent hidden in the dark corners around him.
"Whoa~whoa~!" It was an arc-shaped scimitar that came out of the dark corner, covered with water droplets, and went straight to Chongyangzi's face with a harsh sound. The speed was so fast that Chongyangzi didn't even have a chance to dodge.
"Pfft~!" Chongyangzi could only tilt his body slightly, but he was still inevitably scratched by this terrifying scimitar. There was a deep wound on the chest. Chongyangzi fell to the ground after being attacked by a surprise attack, but fortunately he was helped up by Yuxu and Chen Fengyin.
"I didn't expect that you so-called Mingmen upright people would be so vulnerable. This really disappoints me!" A man in strange clothes suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
"You are the Tartar Skeleton King!" Yuxu looked at the strange man in front of him and asked coldly.
The Tartar Skeleton King, a man who can use poison. Wearing strange clothes, what hangs on his neck is a string of terrifying skulls. The bright head shone brightly in the thundering night. Only the slightly curly black hair around the ears stood out among the others.
Looking at the three people in front of him, the Tartar Skeleton King chuckled and said: "You are absolutely right, I am the Tartar Skeleton King. You are unlucky to see me, a master of poisoning, today, especially They are people who have been injured by my Soul Remnant Knife."
"You are so despicable! You actually poisoned the knife!" Chen Fengyin said harshly.
"How can we, the people in the Demon Sect, compare with you, the upright people! There is no need to describe us, the people in the Demon Sect, as despicable. If we don't use this method, it will simply undermine the majesty of us, the people in the Demon Sect." The Tartar Skeleton King put the knife back into the scabbard, and then walked to Tan Yang.
"Tan Yang! I didn't expect that you would dare to break into Zhongyuan. Aren't you afraid that we people from the Central Plains will completely eradicate your demonic sect!" Chen Fengyin said.
Tan Yang glanced at the crowd and said unhurriedly: "So what if we break into the Central Plains again. In the battle at Taifeng Mountain, it was really my miscalculation that allowed that young man named Hu Xiaotian to succeed. Although you killed me brutally, There are many dead soldiers in the Demon Sect, but so what. The Mingyue Sect today has not been wiped out by us overnight. Therefore, no matter how capable you are of the so-called martial arts sects, you will eventually die miserably in my hands. And today’s Mingyue Sect is a lesson for you. So, it’s better to check the disciples under your sect, so as not to follow in the footsteps of Mingyue Sect, or be even worse than this... Cough! Cough!”
"I didn't expect you to be seriously injured, didn't you?" Yuxu said with a smile.
Tan Yang was not in a hurry to answer, but just put one hand behind his back, coughed twice, and smiled softly: "There are only three people in this world who can seriously injure me. Except for Hu Xiaotian and Xiao Tian, the leader of the Mingyue Sect, I’m afraid it’s hard to find this third person. It’s a pity that you, Yuxu, are probably not the third person, because in my eyes, this third person hasn’t been born yet! Although I have endured that Xiao Tian One palm, but it’s more than enough to deal with your little Jade Ruins.”
"Tan Yang, don't you realize that you think too highly of yourself? Do you think the Mingyue Sect can be defeated so easily? Don't forget, even if the Mingyue Sect is destroyed by you, the martial arts people in the Central Plains will never be defeated by you. We can't kill them all, that's because all of us martial arts people in the Central Plains want to eat your people, drink your blood, and wish to cut you into pieces!" Yuxu pointed at Tan Yang and said fiercely.
"Jade Xu?" Tan Yang looked at Yu Xu with doubtful eyes, his two little eyes kept rolling, and suddenly said to the Jade Xu in front of him: "I almost forgot about one of your friends, the so-called Mingyue Send the great swordsman Zhao Yueheng. If my calculation is correct, I am afraid that his soul has passed away to the west. Pity his child who is less than one year old. He was born not long ago and has to follow his parents to death! "
"Tan Yang! You are so cruel! You won't even let go of a newborn child. Aren't you afraid of being punished by God?" Yuxu pointed at Tan Yang and cursed fiercely.
"Head! Don't listen to that old man Tan Yang's nonsense. He is obviously playing tricks on us. Zhao Yueheng is gone now, so he must still be alive. What's more, how can Xiao Tian, the leader of the Mingyue Sect, let Zhao Yueheng stick to the Mingyue Sect together." Chen Fengyin on the side looked at Tan Yang and said to Yuxu.
"I didn't expect that Chen Fengyin, the master in charge of Chichen Hall, understands our Lord very well? You are not allowed to take the position of head of Xuanzhen Sect, but you are allowed to sit in the position of an unsuspecting young man. , aren’t you afraid that he will disgrace your Xuanzhen Sect’s reputation?” the Tartar Skeleton King mocked.
"The affairs of our Xuanzhen Sect will be decided by the disciples and the head of the sect together, and you are not allowed to interfere. If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame me, Chen Fengyin, for being rude!"
"You should take care of yourselves! No matter what, you are still too young. Not only are you no match for our Lord, I am afraid that even I will have a hard time at this level." The Tartar Skeleton King said unceremoniously.
This is a sword, made by Chen Fengyin.
"Shua~~~!" With a harsh sound, it hit the rain flowers and kept spinning in Chen Fengyin's hands.
"Bang~!" The suddenly rotating sword changed to another angle in Chen Fengyin's hand. The flashing sword tip is like a swinging snake's tail.
It was raindrops falling down one after another, and all the raindrops falling around the sword were caught by the shaking sword tip. Then, beads of water like pearls emerged from the tip of the sword and went straight towards Tan Yang and the two of them.
The rain was still falling, and with the strong wind, everything in front of me was soaked in the misty drizzle. The cold strings seemed to be pulled by someone. The sound was louder than the roaring thunder, the sharp diamonds were harsh, and the light was dazzling. Like a demon that has been sleeping underground for many years, it attacks Tan and Yang.
