The cold wind is picking up, snowflakes are blowing from the eaves and branches, and large areas of snow are floating down.
Xiao Liu saw that the two men in black with heavy swords in their hands did not leave, nor did they take action against Zi Yang, so they just stood there quietly.
Just as she was about to speak, Ziyang covered her mouth with her hands and coughed lightly, as if to remind her not to speak.
The two sword cultivators holding heavy swords were unwilling to leave, which just proved that they still had companions nearby, which gave Zi Yang a headache.
In order to let the two sword cultivators leave as soon as possible, he slowly turned around, looked at the sword cultivators' backs, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that you all want to die?"
As soon as he said these words, the bodies of the two sword cultivators trembled obviously, and it was obvious that they were also a little afraid of Zi Yang.
The two sword cultivators looked at each other, nodded, and put their heavy swords back into their scabbards.
When Ziyang saw the two of them put away their heavy swords and were about to return to the ruined temple, Xiaoliu looked at the two black figures flying in front of him, his face changed in shock, and a smile appeared on his dusty face.
At this moment, before Zi Yang's feet landed on the steps in front of the temple door, he heard the sound of the heavy sword being pulled out of its scabbard and the sound of his feet falling on the snow.
The unarmed man in black said: "What's wrong with you two? It's so cold in this weather, why don't you go into the temple to take shelter?"
The man in black with a long sword hanging on his waist saw the two men drawing their swords, and there was a stranger in front of the temple, and there was a little girl at the window sill. He said, "What's going on?"
The sword cultivator holding the epee pointed at Zi Yang and said, "He is the Zi Yang of the Northern Continent we are looking for."
Another sword cultivator said: "The two of us have fought against him just now. This guy has some tricks. You can decide whether he should go or not."
Zi Yang retracted the soles of his feet that were hanging on the steps, stood in front of the steps and turned around slowly, his eyes swept across the two men in black who had just arrived, and said coldly: "What? Are you here to die too?"
Facing four existences in the Four Realms of Death and Reincarnation, he didn't want to fight them, but now, even if he didn't want to fight, the other party might not let him go.
In desperation, he could only pretend to be very angry, hoping to scare away the four people. It would be best if he could succeed. Even if he failed, it would not matter. It would just be a fight with them.
The man in black, who was not carrying any weapons, smiled lightly and said, "Zi Yang from the Northern Continent is really arrogant."
"He is already so arrogant even in the ninth realm of reincarnation. If he is allowed to continue to grow, it will be difficult to catch him in the future." As he said that, he held the handle of the knife with his right hand and pulled out the long knife from the scabbard.
Zi Yang saw that they were determined to fight him. He looked sideways at Xiao Liu who was lying on the window sill and said, "If I die in their hands, I hope you can give that thing to Fu Kui."
"After all, besides me, you are the only one who knows where she is."
Although he didn't know who Xiaoliu was, he always wanted to take a gamble. If she was not from the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce, then these people in front of him would naturally not let her go.
As far as they are concerned, anyone who has anything to do with Fu Kui will be captured.
Xiao Liu looked at Zi Yang who was walking towards the man in black and shouted loudly: "What are you talking about? I don't even know where Fu Kui is!"
Ziyang said this in front of the four people, which was obviously to drag her into trouble. Even if she really didn't know Fu Kui's specific location, the people from the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce would not think so.
The man holding a long knife asked: "First, we must kill that little
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Catch the girl? "
The sword cultivator holding the heavy sword in his hand said hurriedly: "No need! This guy is extremely brave, we just need to take him down."
Another sword cultivator added: "Yes, you two haven't seen his methods yet, so don't take it lightly. This is also the most difficult task I have received since joining the Chamber of Commerce."
The man in black with bare hands flicked his wrist, looked at Zi Yang who was walking towards him, looked sideways at the sword cultivator holding the heavy sword, and said with interest: "Oh? Are you that strong?"
The man in black with a long knife in his hand immediately said: "Stop talking nonsense, that kid is coming."
The man in black without any weapon in his hand said: "Okay, okay, let's capture him first. With him here, we won't have to worry about finding Fu Kui."
When he saw Zi Yang running towards him, he ignored the other three companions, raised his feet and ran towards Zi Yang.
boom!
The two palms faced each other, and the surrounding snow was immediately overturned by the air wave. After feeling Zi Yang's strong palm force, the man in black suddenly raised his head, his pupils widened slightly, and his body involuntarily stepped back a few steps, while Zi Yang Yang pushed the man in black's hand forward.
After the other three saw each other, they looked at each other and attacked Ziyang one after another.
Zi Yang pushed the man in black in front of him away with his palm, then flew up and kicked him on the chest, sending him flying away.
Just at this moment, a man in black with a long knife in his hand came to kill him. Zi Yang's body tilted to the left, and the sharp long knife swung past his side.
Before he could stand firmly on his feet, he saw two men in black with heavy swords rushing toward him. He knelt on his knees and slid on his back on the snow, and the blades of the two heavy swords passed over his head.
Before he could stand up, the man in black whom he had knocked back raised his right fist and struck him in the face.
Zi Yang slapped the ground with his right palm and flew up, kicking the man in black on the wrist, and the crisp sound of broken bones was heard.
Just as the man in black retracted his right arm, Zi Yang punched him in the abdomen, but was blocked by his left hand, which contained the power of reincarnation. Moreover, the man in black closed his left hand and grabbed Zi Yang's wrist. The right fist made it difficult for him to break free for a while.
The man in black holding the long knife held the handle with his backhand, and immediately threw the long knife out, flying straight towards Zi Yang's back.
Zi Yang naturally felt the long knife flying from behind. He wanted to withdraw his right hand with force, but the man in black in front of him refused to let go. He could only raise his left hand and punch the opponent. A large amount of blood flowed from the man in black's mouth. Bloody, he still didn't let go of Zi Yang's right fist.
At the critical moment, Zi Yang pressed the shoulder of the man in black with his left hand, relying on the strength of the other man's shoulder to keep himself upright in the air.
Poof!
A trace of blood gushed out, and the long knife pierced the abdomen of the man in black. His eyes widened with eyes wide open, looking at the companion who threw the long knife in front of him. He never thought that he would die under the knife of a friendly army.
After feeling the strength of the man in black's palm weakening, Zi Yang successfully got rid of his left hand. At this moment, the man in black, whose abdomen was pierced by a long knife, fell on his back and completely lost his life.
"Ah!" The man in black who threw the long knife saw that his knife killed his companion, and he stood there blankly.
"Suffer death!"
Ziyang leaped high into the air, raised his right palm that was surging with lightning, and then slapped the dazed man in black.
But unfortunately, when his right palm was about to hit the opponent's Tianling Gai, the heavy swords of the two swordsmen struck his right palm. He was unable to dodge and was repelled by the strength of the two.
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Zi Yang, who flew upside down, still slid on the snow for a distance after his feet landed on the ground before he could stabilize his body.
However, his right arm was hanging by his side and shaking violently, and blood stains flowed along his wrist to his fingertips, falling drop by drop on the snow.
Xiao Liu saw Zi Yang's right hand bleeding, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and said: "It must be very uncomfortable to be hit by two spiritual weapons."
A sword cultivator saw that Zi Yang was only slightly injured instead of having his hand cut off, and frowned: "His hand was not broken..."
Another sword cultivator holding a heavy sword said hurriedly: "Don't give him any time to rest, get in! Get in quickly! He won't last long."
Jian Xiu looked back at Xiao Liu who was lying on the window sill, and said to the man in black who picked up the long knife again: "Go catch that little girl and hand her over to me and the two of you."
The man in black with the long knife in his hand nodded, turned to look at Xiaoliu behind the window sill, and walked towards her. Ziyang couldn't deal with him. How could he capture a little girl who was in the realm of reincarnation?
Xiao Liu's expression changed in shock, with a look of horror on his dirty little face. He shook his head and said, "I don't know him, you'd better let me go."
She turned around and ran away, shouting as she ran: "Zi Yang! Come and save me!"
Seeing that she was about to escape, the man in black holding a long knife cut the dilapidated door and window into two halves, then stepped on the window sill and entered the temple.
On the snow outside the temple, two sword cultivators once again fought with Zi Yang, only because Xiao Liu held one of them back for him, which relieved him some pressure.
Ziyang used his thunder eyes to dodge the sword cultivator's slashes and the sword energy they unleashed, and his numb right arm gradually recovered.
After he repelled the two sword cultivators, he slapped the ground with his right palm, and the silver net immediately spread around. Soon, the lightning-shimmering net enveloped the feet of the two sword cultivators.
"Thundernet!"
The sword cultivator holding the heavy sword looked flustered and asked, "What is this?"
Another person glanced around and found that the snow outside the temple was covered with a large silver net. He had an idea and immediately said to his companions: "Quick, quick, throw out the heavy sword in your hand, and you and I step on the sword." Then you can get out of trouble.”
"Want to escape now? It's too late!" Zi Yang held one end of the thunder net and turned over the heads of the two swordsmen. He pulled the thunder net spread over the ground and turned it over, hitting the two people on the snow.
Upon seeing this, the sword cultivator immediately raised his heavy sword and propped up the thunder net above his head to prevent it from falling.
"You are seeking your own death, so you can't blame me." After Ziyang finished speaking, he flew to stand on the thunder net and slowly raised his right foot.
The weight of the thunder net alone was too much for them to support. If Zi Yang stepped on it, the result could be imagined. The two swordsmen would definitely die miserably in the thunder net.
"No, no, no, no, no, no!"
"Please, please spare the two of us. We are both acting under orders, and we don't mean to make things difficult for you."
Hearing the two people's pleas, Zi Yang sneered and said in a deep voice: "I have given you two a chance a long time ago, but you just didn't listen. Isn't it too late to beg for mercy now?!"
"It's because you are with the wrong master. Remember to brighten your eyes in the next life."
When he stepped on the thunder net with his right foot, the big net held up by the sword cultivator suddenly sank. The two sword cultivators instantly turned into a mass of blood mist, leaving only two bloody souls on the snow. Quality heavy sword.
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