Zi Yihou was obviously not the Jiang Yichen he recognized immediately.
After all, in today's world, the number of people with unparalleled light skills and superb body skills would be beyond the number of ten fingers. At that time, it was impossible for him to distinguish them so carefully.
It wasn't until the purple demon's hand was pushed away or blocked by the opponent's scabbard several times that it felt like it was stuck in cotton wool and thick snow. Not only was the lethality greatly reduced, but the frequency of attacks gradually slowed down, did he attack it? There is a guessing direction for the identity.
However, before he could think about it deeply, he discovered a few flaws.
Even though it was not difficult to see that there was a deceit in it, he was more confident that his purple magic hand was invincible and did not want to miss the opportunity to kill the enemy.
He didn't see clearly how Jiang Yichen drew his sword.
All he knew was that the moment the sword was unsheathed, a sinister wind roared and strangled his throat!
The murderous intent made him feel threatened by death!
The invincible force of the wind brutally destroyed his last attempt at self-salvation!
The pain of losing an arm was completely incomparable to the tearing feeling in the organs after the killing energy invaded the body, and the heartfelt fear in the heart!
It was after this sword attack that Zi Yihou couldn't understand who this person was!
That was a little-known kid.
That was a troublemaker who had caused him a lot of trouble in recent years.
That was a treasure ghost whose identity was revealed and held many coveted secrets.
That is also a dead ghost who deserves to die no more.
This coward who never dared to show his true colors and always hid in the darkness was neither blind nor dead. Now he did something bad again and made the Sichuan and Guizhou areas uneasy. He even almost took his life just now!
The clay figurine also has a certain amount of anger. Why should he, the Marquis of Ziyi, swallow this bad breath?
He is not good at guessing people's hearts, he just said those words just for a gamble.
If Jiang Yichen really left in peace, he wouldn't mind risking the lives of hundreds of families to vent his anger first.
And if Jiang Yichen dares to look back, he should also do something to put an end to the dead souls of Ziyexuan. Either he dies or they die!
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In the dark night, where people were afraid of talking loudly, a black figure stopped and sighed softly.
The tone was very long, one part helpless, one part pity, one part angry, and one part open-minded.
Jiang Yichen didn't want to kill Zi Yihou with one sword.
However, Ziyihou is not an easy person to deal with after all. It is rare to be able to induce the opponent to make mistakes when he has the upper hand.
It's a pity that there is only one chance with one sword.
It's a pity that the ray of light that breaks the enemy is only in the right arm.
If it is the left arm, the wound should be closer to the atrium.
The violent Yin Wind True Qi was enough to make Zi Yihou feel the heart-gnawing and bone-cutting pain from the netherworld in an instant, completely crushing his heart.
At that time, Jiang Yichen could first take the head of the purple-robed marquis and then deal with the remaining four people one by one.
Unfortunately, there is no if.
Even though he only had one arm left, even though he was in a trance when he was injured, Ziyihou was still Ziyihou.
If Jiang Yichen dared to stay for a moment longer, there was no guarantee that Zi Yihou would not contain him with the intention of defeating the enemy and let the full moon sickle deliver the fatal blow.
What a pity, what a pity...
It's a pity that he couldn't kill anyone and silence him, but his identity was exposed early.
However, after all, he was facing Zi Yihou, and continuing to hide his clumsiness was undoubtedly a joke on his life.
Therefore, his anger seemed somewhat unfounded.
Perhaps at the beginning, he still cared a little about the so-called reputation.
He also wanted to be a hero who would make a name for himself in the world.
But when he discovered that this world was not what he thought it was, he knew that he was drifting away from the word "xia".
Not long after the Hundred Flowers Conference ended, he must have had mixed reputations and reputations in the world for a while.
But he was a "dead person" after all, and was soon forgotten by the world.
When he comes back, he will definitely try his best to do what he has to do, so what if he has to bear a lifetime of infamy?
As for the wanted warrant from the government, it was not quite what he expected.
Although it is always said that the Jianghu is the Jianghu, but now the imperial court intends to become bigger, if it does not turn a blind eye, how can it ignore him?
The imperial court left it alone, presumably hoping to resolve this "little matter" through political means.
But Ziyi Houkou did not hesitate to speak out, and actually wanted to make the matter a big deal, and even threatened to expose it to the court.
The meaning is really thought-provoking.
In Jiang Yichen's view, this seemed to explain a problem.
A question that has troubled him for a long time since the Hundred Flowers Conference, who is the force behind Ziyexuan, or in other words, who is Ziyihou working for?
If the Purple Yihou was a member of the imperial court from beginning to end, then it would be more logical to sort out some of the strange things.
If the imperial court intervened at this moment, it would really cause him a lot of trouble.
Is he upset about this?
It seems not.
He is not annoyed when there is a wanted order, he just hides and walks away, he is used to it after all.
He is not upset if his reputation is rotten and stink. He has no reputation in the first place, and now he has learned not to care.
But no matter what, he could not turn a blind eye to the lives of these two hundred or so helpless people and walk away.
He was annoyed, annoyed by the unscrupulous tactics of a man named Zi Yihou.
He was also open-minded. Anyway, Zi Yihou's voice was enough to attract everyone who should come and shouldn't come.
And Ziyi Houben is also on his must-kill list, but he has to be ranked later. After all, there is still a lot of information to be mined in this line.
Since the other party came to your doorstep and refused to let go, we could only send the other party on their way in advance.
After killing what needs to be killed, take it one step at a time.
Plans can never keep up with changes, right?
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Perhaps disturbed by the inexplicable noise, a ray of moonlight quietly peeked out of the heavy clouds and shone into the dark night of the small town.
Under the moonlight, a dark shadow stood alone on a high wall, majestic and fearless.
The dark figure is no longer a broad, fat and slightly clumsy street vendor.
Instead, he is a young swordsman with a slightly more upright posture, a slightly more flowing hair, and a much thinner face.
Anyone who looks at him will feel that there is an endless sense of solemnity in that person, which makes people look intimidated and make them just want to stay away.
The strange thing is that those small town residents who don't know whether to flee or are running around occasionally glance over, but they feel more at ease in their hearts.
That person was the one who caused them trouble.
But that person didn't seem to want this trouble to happen to them.
Should they hate him?
Or should we believe and support him?
In this atmosphere, the night in the town returned to a bit of silence.
As the swordsman raised his sword, the full moon, which had been hidden for most of the night, dispersed the clouds and lit up the night of the town.
Taking advantage of the moonlight, Jiang Yichen used his breath to focus his eyes and open his eyes, taking in a panoramic view of the opponent on the far side.
Perhaps due to the influence of his broken arm, the purple-clothed marquis, who always wore a rich purple robe with dragon patterns on his body, did not show his usual domineering demeanor at all. Instead, he was depressed and had a bit of a vicious aura that would not give up until he achieved his goal.
Another person who taught Jiang Yichen to pay more attention was naturally the man with the full moon sickle.
The man was wrapped in a black robe as before. He was not tall and his appearance was unrecognizable.
Precisely because of his short stature, the bright silver scythe stood out particularly abruptly.
The handle of the scythe is more than five feet long, the blade is as wide as an ordinary person's waist, and the length of the curved surface even exceeds the height of the man in black robe. No wonder it dances like a full moon.
Jiang Yichen was certain that before this, he had never heard of such a capable person in the world.
The remaining three are old members of Ziyexuan. In comparison, they have difficulty entering the lobby. No one can block his three moves.
In this way, he only had one last question left.
"Thanks to the noble Lord Zi Yi, I will never run away before you and I surrender our lives. However, I am very curious about how my whereabouts were exposed, so please feel free to enlighten me."
"Ho! Is this a plea for a clear death?" After all, Zi Yihou has a profound knowledge. His injuries have been stabilized a lot, and his conversation is full of energy. "You always choose to do it at night. The gray line of grass and snakes in the mountains and forests is hard to find." , but it is not difficult to catch the movement of every brick and tile in the county town. You only need to divide the areas and separate people to guard them, and check the abnormal movements every half a quarter of an hour. It is foolish to wait and wait, but you can indeed find some clues. "
Zi Yihou raised his straight chin on his square face, as if to say that it was your unnecessary act of returning the quilt that you thought was right, and your own whereabouts were exposed.
People in the Jianghu often say that the Purple-clothed Marquis is brave but has no plans, but since the Hundred Flowers Conference, everyone has greatly changed their view on this, saying that there is subtlety in the recklessness.
Jiang Yichen was convinced that at least at this moment, Zi Yihou was not arrogant for the sake of arrogance, but was adjusting between the restlessness after narrowly escaping death and the anger and excitement in depression.
All just to kill him in a better state.
Moreover, after Zi Yihou pulled out the official banner in anger, he never revealed the fact that he had joined hands with other gangs to set up nets to capture the enemy.
No matter how clear Jiang Yichen was that he had fallen victim to Zheng Lun and Chen Qi's methods, he still couldn't make a fuss about it.
"Thanks for letting me know."
Jiang Yichen bowed politely, and his body turned into a shadow under the moonlight.
In the next moment, some people in the small town who still had children's mentality, or people who were in awe of God and had gods and Buddhas in mind, were unconsciously praying secretly with hope, or bending down with their hands clasped piously. Pray for the protection of gods and Buddhas.
If the sense of impending disaster was not so strong, I am afraid that there would be a situation where people fell to the ground and praised God.
All this is because they saw a scene that is rarely seen in the world, or even only in their lifetime.
They saw a stream of fire that seemed to come from the sky and penetrate the night. It was colder and more beautiful than the rising sun, and more dazzling than the bright moon!
