Moonlight night.
on the hill.
The bonfire was half-burnt.
Two sheepskin lanterns in front of the tent swayed in the wind.
Everyone who was about to start a deadly battle stopped at this moment. Whether it was Mao Guan, the middle-aged monk, a group of gangsters, Pan Yuan, Yuan Jiu, Mo Can and others, as well as shopkeeper Kuang's family of three, they were all looking at a young man approaching with a sword.
He is a freeloader.
He is also a diner invited by shopkeeper Kuang, a cheap diner who does not take any remuneration.
When shopkeeper Kuang and his family encountered danger and were humiliated, he ran away like a normal person. Even though Mo Can and Pan Yuan fought tooth and nail, he still stood by and watched from a distance. And when Mao Guan showed up with a large number of Jianghu people, the master of qi refining used a terrifying flying sword to severely injure Pan Yuan and Yuan Jiu. When the shopkeeper and his family were in dire straits, Mo Can had to fight to the death at the critical moment, but he didn't He came back in a hurry.
In full view of everyone, Yuye walked to the open space between the campfire and the tent.
Mao Guan saw that a young man dared to be so arrogant and couldn't help but said angrily: "Boy, you are looking for death..."
Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged monk beside him slowly raised a hand.
Mao Guan hurriedly took a step back.
The middle-aged monk has a thin appearance and ordinary clothes, and there is nothing magical about him. The flying sword hovering above his head made him appear unpredictable.
The man took two steps forward, looked at Yu Ye and the long sword in Yu Ye's hand, and asked suspiciously: "Young man, what do you do?"
Yu Ye didn't answer and turned to look behind him.
In front of the tent behind him, stood shopkeeper Kuang and his family, as well as Pan Yuan, Yuan Jiu, Mo Can and others. These people should know what he does.
Yu Ye's eyes fell on Cai'er in the crowd.
In the past, Cai'er would have laughed, but at this moment, the little girl reached out to cover her mouth, tears falling down. She no longer had any intention of teasing, only sadness and reluctance.
That freeloader will not survive, he will die for everyone.
"snort!"
The middle-aged monk snorted and said: "You are fifteen or sixteen years old, carrying a Taoist magic weapon, being in a desperate situation and taking it calmly. If you are not a fool who does not know life and death, you are the one who harmed the Taoist sect and killed the Qi Refining monks. The murderous boy who slaughtered countless people in the world is in the wild!"
Cai'er was still sobbing sadly, her expression slightly startled.
Shopkeeper Kuang and his wife, Ji Yan, Pan Yuan, and Yuan Jiu also widened their eyes.
Death boy?
Such a great reputation and such ruthless methods! A young man actually killed Taoist masters and massacred people in the world. He was also fifteen or sixteen years old, and his name was Yu Ye.
Only Mo Can closed his one eye and breathed a sigh of relief.
Yu Ye saw everyone's expressions and felt a little embarrassed. He knew that his identity would be revealed sooner or later, but he didn't want to appear with such a bad reputation. But facing a real qi-refining master who knows the basics, it is difficult to take advantage of others. Once the two sides fight, what chance does he have of winning?
"I am……"
Yu Ye slowly turned around and looked at the flying sword above the middle-aged monk's head. He suddenly jumped up from the ground and shouted in a deep voice: "Yu Ye is here——"
The middle-aged monk had been on guard for a long time. With a sneer on his face, he took out a talisman with his right hand and threw it out.
Yu Ye jumped up more than three feet from the ground, like an eagle soaring into the sky like a strong wind. The long sword in his hand was buzzing and glowing faintly in the night sky. Unexpectedly, a sword light as fast as lightning came towards him. He held the sword in both hands and struck hard. He heard a "clang" sound and the long sword came out of his hand. In an instant, a ball of fire exploded in mid-air. He was unable to dodge for a moment and was instantly submerged in the rolling flames.
The middle-aged monk activated the flying sword again, which was bound to kill and burn the boy trapped in the fire talisman.
But he saw a green figure rushing out of the flames, like a dragon emerging from the world, trailing the burning fire behind him, and rushed towards him.
The middle-aged monk raised his hand and pointed.
The hovering flying sword rushed over and hit the figure's back with a "bang". Unexpectedly, the cyan light flashed and blocked the sharp flying sword. The figure took advantage of the situation and moved forward, reaching out to him and flicking his finger.
"kill--"
The offense and defense were reversed, and the situation changed so quickly that the middle-aged monk was caught off guard. He hurriedly activated his magical power to protect his body and tried his best to retreat, but an invisible sword energy "poof" pierced the center of his eyebrows. He stared in disbelief and fell on his back.
At the same time, Pan Yuan was heard shouting:
"kill--"
Pan Yuan, Yuan Jiu, four companions, and Mo Can took advantage of the situation and pounced on Mao Guan and other gangsters. When Mao Guan saw that the Taoist priest he had invited was killed, his face changed with fright, but he was unwilling to give up and simply relied on the strength of the people to fight.
Yu Ye floated to the ground, shook off the dust and smoke on his body, and the green light that protected his body disappeared, and he leaned over to look at the monk he had killed. He found what he wanted, picked up the ownerless flying sword and put it into his arms, then picked up his long sword and walked directly through the melee crowd. No one stopped me on the way. If you can't avoid him, who dares to stop a kid who wants to take his life?
Shopkeeper Kuang, his wife, and Cai'er were huddled together, while Ji Yan was on guard with a machete in his hand. They were still frightened, but when they saw Yu Ye approaching, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brother Yu——"
"Shopkeeper Kuang!"
Yu Ye looked at Shopkeeper Kuang and said softly: "I promised Brother Zhongjian to escort your family of three to Queling Mountain."
At this time, he was the same as before, even his words and demeanor were the same as before. And his promise is unquestionable.
Yu Ye was unwilling to participate in the vendetta between the two sides, and the brutality of the melee was beyond his imagination.
Perhaps because he, an expert, did not take action, Mao Guan had no fear. He and more than 20 men surrounded seven people, including Mo Can, Pan Yuan, and Yuan Jiu, and fought in a melee.
Mo Can slashed one person with his sword, causing the other two to pursue him. But he avoided fighting and wandered and watched from a distance;
Pan Yuanli fought against Mao Guan and three strong men. Even though he was one against four, he still roared loudly and was extremely fierce;
Yuan Jiu lost his arm and was severely injured. At this time, he was trapped in a tight siege with one arm and one sword. He was suddenly overwhelmed and unable to do what he wanted, but he was still struggling to support himself and the bloody battle continued;
Of Pan Yuan's four companions, only three were left. They were each entangled by two or three opponents. They were gradually unable to resist and surrounded by dangers.
The two men couldn't catch up with Mo Can. In anger, they rushed towards Mrs. Kuang and Cai'er who were running in front of the tent with knives.
Ji Yan hurriedly swung his sword forward, but suddenly there was a flash of sword light. The two men had been hit by the sword in their throats, and they both fell to the ground. The young man beside him was still standing with his sword in hand, the blade trembling slightly and not stained with blood.
"Death with me——"
Another roar was heard.
Pan Yuan plunged his knife into Mao Guan's chest. Even though he was stabbed several times in the back, he was still unaware of it. He held on to the handle of the knife without letting go, and rushed forward with Mao Guan, roaring and rolling down the hillside together...
Yuan Jiu was stabbed in the leg. When he staggered to his knees, he stabbed someone with his backhand straight into the weak side. He was stabbed twice in the leg again, and it was difficult for him to stand up. The moment he fell to the ground, he stabbed the knife into his opponent's abdomen, but he was unable to pull out the handle of the knife. Instead, he hugged the other person's thigh with one arm. Unexpectedly, the opponent's blade was sharp. Digging hard into his lower back. He let the blade pass through his body, used up his last bit of strength to roar, opened his mouth and bit the opponent's throat...
Although Pan Yuan and Yuan Jiu's three other companions also killed their opponents, they were eventually outnumbered and fell into a pool of blood one after another...
After a while, only five or six Jianghu men were still standing. Perhaps they were timid and afraid of fighting, or the situation was over, so they fled one after another.
Mo Can, who was wandering in the distance, had been waiting for a long time, and then turned into a life-seeking ghost, intercepting and killing those who escaped one by one...
After a while, the surroundings gradually became quiet.
On the hillside, dead bodies and blood were everywhere.
The two lanterns in front of the tent seemed to have become dim.
Mrs. Kuang and Cai'er couldn't bear the choking blood, so they supported each other and vomited.
Shopkeeper Kuang grabbed a jug of wine and drank a few gulps, smashed the jug, patted Yu Ye on the shoulder, and then walked unsteadily among the dead bodies. He probably had a lot of emotions during the rest of his life, and his full emotions turned into a ball of wine that filled his chest.
Yu Ye reached out and dusted his shoulders, turned around and walked away silently.
On the grass more than ten feet away, there was a raincloth and his luggage was placed. The long sword was sheathed, and he breathed a sigh of relief, but then raised his eyebrows and looked back with a playful expression.
Mo Can killed all the Jianghu men who escaped, but at this time, he drove one person up the hillside with a knife.
Pan Yuan was covered in blood, his clothes were torn, and his hair was unkempt. He and Mao Guan died together. Mao Guan died, but he survived by luck. He lowered his head to identify the dead bodies on the ground, and saw the one-armed Yuan Jiu lying on someone's body, with half of the knife handle exposed on his back, but still biting the other person's throat tightly. He staggered a few steps and knelt down on the ground, picked up Yuan Jiu's body and cried loudly: "Ho ho ho... Brother, how do you ask my brother to live alone..."
A ruthless man as cunning as a fox and as ferocious as a wolf, a rough man who wandered around the world, cried so hard that his heart broke and the color of the world turned pale because of his brother.
While Pan Yuan was crying, he grabbed the ground with his head and said to shopkeeper Kuang: "Pan is in trouble today. I apologize to my wife and young lady. I don't want to live, I just want to accompany my brother to death, ho ho..."
However, some people remain indifferent despite being grief-stricken or repentant.
Mo Can walked behind Pan Yuan and raised the long knife in his hand.
Shopkeeper Kuang showed an unbearable look on his face, and said hesitantly: "Tiger and wolf people still care about friendship..."
The sword flashed and half of his arm fell to the ground.
Pan Yuan screamed "Ouch". Exhausted from the long battle and overwhelmed with grief, he suddenly fell to the ground and passed out.
"Those who are tigers and wolves will eventually become tigers and wolves!"
Mo Can's rusty voice was unusually low, saying: "If evil is not punished, how can there be righteousness in the world!"
Shopkeeper Kuang said if he had some enlightenment: "I've learned a lesson!"
Yu Ye looked at what was happening not far away and listened to the conversation between the two. He turned around, lifted up his clothes, and sat down slowly.
All around, the night is miserable.
In the sky, the waning moon is like a knife...
