The enchanting and ferocious purple light came with the force of wind and thunder. The purple-clothed Marquis turned his body half sideways with his beard and hair spread out like an evil god descending from the sky!
The purple demon's hand was filled with evil intent, threatening to stab Jiang Yichen through his chest or back!
Jiang Yichen, who was turning his body at high speed, reached out to grab the roof tiles. Even if he didn't hesitate to split the skin on his palms, he still had to slow down for a moment to adjust his body shape. His wrist flicked imperceptibly, as if he was given a secret force to stop himself. Shirdi let go of An Ya and immediately hid to the side.
Everything happened in a flash of lightning. Zi Yihou's attack followed closely, leaving Jiang Yichen with almost no room or energy to dodge.
However, after Zi Yihou completed his attack with one palm, Jiang Yichen would not dare to attack him directly.
Crazy activation of Dantian, strong support of body-protecting Qi, and at the same time wrapping his hands with Frost and Snow Qi, he has a posture that can move a thousand pounds with two strokes, one with four strokes.
When facing the enemy, Jiang Yichen was not allowed to regret why he did not learn Wudang Tai Chi again to overcome strength with softness.
There was no sword in his hand, but it didn't stop him from concentrating and secretly performing the Heaven's Will Technique to further speed up the flow of true energy in his body.
Layers of frost and snow energy rushed out from his arms, as if they were about to accumulate thousands of layers of snow and pile up thousands of mountains.
Unexpectedly, the purple devil's hand suppressed him ten times and destroyed it!
The purple devil's hand advances another inch!
Jiang Yichen's hands overlapped and transformed like the enchanting and tortuous but never-yielding Aoxue Hanmei, and he performed the Tianshang Plum Blossom Hand that is still coveted by many people in the world.
The Thirty-Six Paths of Tianshang's Plum Blossom Manual is consistent with the Thirty-Six Stratagems of the Art of War. It is not a radical technique for killing, but more about seeking harmony to lead the attack from defense.
Therefore, there were only a lot of defensive palm techniques among them. This was the first time since Jiang Yichen entered the martial arts world that he was forced into a dangerous situation where he could almost use most of the set of Tianshang's Plum-Breaking Hands at once.
Facing the purple devil's hand, which was no different from real gold and iron, Jiang Yichen could only use his strength and avoid the sharp edge. Only in this way could he be able to neutralize three points of the purple devil's hand, making it difficult to continue.
As Zi Yihou expected, Jiang Yichen had no more trump cards.
He tried his best to avoid getting a hole in his body or losing his limbs.
Then, all he could do was to be blown away uncontrollably like a paper kite with its string cut off!
boom!
Click!
Jiang Yichen was shot three feet away by Zi Mo's hand and crashed directly through the wooden wall of a private house.
Zi Yihou did not dare to delay at all. He did not want to beat up the drowned dogs, but wanted to kill them all.
At the moment of taking action, Zi Yihou vaguely saw a shadow slipping out of Jiang Yichen's hand. It was not an abandoned sword, but a flying sword.
Sure enough, he saw a sword that was in harmony with the night sinking into the black robe's throat impartially.
In addition to being shocked, sad and angry, Zi Yihou also had unspeakable heart palpitations.
Even if he gave up his sword, he could still exchange his life, so he just took the third path.
Recalling the many conflicts between this son and Ziyexuan, which made Ziyexuan suffer the consequences, could this son really be Ziyexuan's nemesis?
Zi Yihou spat, not daring to let this emotion linger in his heart.
The blow did not directly injure Jiang Yichen, but the impact was loud and would definitely damage his internal organs and affect his movements.
After adjusting his mentality in a moment, Zi Yihou and the other three members of Ziyexuan either jumped into the house through the big gap they had just been knocked out of, or kicked in directly through the door.
Most of the residents in the wooden houses knew that their houses were not strong enough to withstand disasters, so they fled wisely after being awakened.
Therefore, before outsiders break in, the house should be empty.
With the slightly penetrating moonlight, it was not difficult for these Jianghu people to see the general scene in the house clearly.
This is not a wealthy family. The furnishings in the home are not bare, but they are relatively simple.
As a result, everyone's attention quickly settled on it.
The bedding was messy and untidy between the beds.
There are also scattered clothes scattered all over the place...
As for the damaged wooden wall, there was nothing but a mess on the ground.
Where are people?
Four eyes eagerly searched every corner of the wooden house.
The chained man seemed a little uneasy, swinging his chain and destroying any possible hiding place.
The other two people who picked up some hidden weapons along the way also looked for nooks and crannies to project hidden weapons to see if they were there.
No, nothing unusual.
After the person fell in, where did he hide?
The four of them had the same question in their minds.
Zi Yihou squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the fallen wooden wall and debris on the ground, feeling confused.
Didn't that kid fall in?
After another period of banging and smashing, the search still yielded no results. The four of them left the wooden house one after another with doubts.
It's just that the alleys are quiet, where can I find the sound of people?
Suddenly, the chained man who was the first to walk out of the house trembled violently, pointed at the black-robed man who fell to the ground with trembling fingers, and said with some inarticulate surprise: "Sword, where is the sword?!"
The black robe was naturally the body of the Full Moon Scythe, and there should have been a sword protruding from his neck.
The sword is missing!
Chiying!
When he heard the first word "sword" uttered by the Chain Man, Zi Yihou's heart dropped. Now he heard the sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the air, and he thought to himself that it was true, so he subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab the sword.
Block the sword with your bare hands!
Without any suspense, An Ya was stopped by the purple magic hand again.
Almost at the same time, there was a clicking sound of bones being displaced!
Zi Yihou felt that something was missing under his head and chest, and then his face turned red and he had no ability to breathe!
The wide-eyed eyes suddenly became dull, and the vitality disappeared with a snap of a finger!
In the dark, a pair of hands quietly left Zi Yihou's throat and head, and a figure floated down from the top of his head.
After the figure landed, there was almost no stagnation. As the figure shook, it had already picked off Darkness from the hands of the purple demon.
Three swords, kill three more people!
It turned out that when Jiang Yichen flew backwards and hit the wall, he did not give up his struggle and fall into the house. Instead, he used the strength of the three feet distance to hold himself up and force himself to stay outside the house.
Zi Yihou and others who followed closely took a step slower and missed that scene.
When they subconsciously entered the house to search, they found nothing.
Jiang Yichen had quietly groped back to the body of the Full Moon Scythe to retrieve Darkness, and then chose a dark corner closest to the wooden house to hold his breath and enter a state of hibernation.
Until Ziyi Hou showed up again, the Hundred-Step Flying Sword and the Secret Technique of Jingzhe came out at the same time. The swords came out with people following them, one fast and one slow, no more than a moment later. Zi Yihou, who only had one arm left, was naturally unable to defend himself, so he had to draw his neck and kill him.
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The cold wind has stopped, the clouds are in confusion, and the moonlight is hazy.
Jiang Yichen closed his eyes and his vision became blurry, but it was not difficult to see that the night was about to end and dawn was approaching.
He rubbed his brows, twisted his waist, took out the pills from his arms, threw them into his mouth, and did a simple breath adjustment.
From the time the route was intercepted to the start of the battle, it only took about a stick of incense.
But compared to the consumption and damage to his body, it is not small.
The internal strength alone consumes 70%. Skin and flesh injuries and internal injuries to the organs are trivial matters and can be recovered without more than three to five days of nursing.
But dealing with the minutiae of dealing with the enemy's response was quite mentally draining, no less than the chaotic battle on the Ning Terrace.
If he could put aside the gains and losses, he would naturally be more than satisfied with the outcome of this battle.
After all, if it were normal, he would have a chance of winning in a fight to the death with the Purple Cloth Marquis who still had his arms still intact and was in full strength, but he would probably have to pay the price of losing his flesh and bones, and it would be difficult for him to move freely without training for ten and a half days.
But this fight was not what he wanted. After this fight, wouldn't trouble come again?
Victory was gained, but freedom was lost.
The long night is long, and although it will be clear, I wonder if I can escape today?
Jiang Yichen looked up at the night sky, took a deep breath, and felt a little sad.
The fighting has ended, but none of the town residents dared to go home to clean up the mess or run to report to the officials. They were still silent, standing still or running blindly. Could it be that they were afraid of this little devil like him?
He smiled bitterly, jumped up on the wall, and said in a clear voice: "So, are you going to use the same means as the Purple Cloth Marquis to stay here?"
At some point, five groups of people from all walks of life were waiting on the rooftops of the low-rise houses scattered around the narrow alley.
"That's not the case. I'm not so angry that I'm threatening the lives of unrelated people and smashing the decent brand of Jianghu."
Jiang Yichen looked for his voice and saw a vaguely unfamiliar yellow shirt.
Without much thought, Jiang Yichen identified the person.
I can't help but curse in my heart. Not only is Yu Le from Zangfeng Pavilion a top-notch swordsman, but his ability to join in the fun is also at its peak!
For a while, only Yu Le spoke, and Jiang Yichen only said that the other parties did not want to reveal their respective origins prematurely.
Then he asked: "In that case, what are your next plans?"
It was Yu Le who answered: "It depends on you. If you have the courage, you can come and compete to see if you can make a name for yourself. If you don't have the courage, you should choose a direction to escape as soon as possible. Well, as for whether to capture you alive or kill you, it depends on our respective abilities."
As soon as these words came out, it was directly stated that all five parties would abide by the imperial court's "Martial Restriction Order".
The five parties fight on their own, neither helping nor disturbing each other.
For Jiang Yichen, the advantage is that he will not be poked into a hornet's nest all at once, but the disadvantage means that he will face an almost endless pursuit wheel battle.
When the time comes, Jiang Yichen will belong to whomever he falls into. It has nothing to do with other parties and there is absolutely no suspicion of alliance.
There was another moment of silence, and there was still no word from the other four parties.
Jiang Yichen secretly wondered if all parties here were only following Zangfeng Pavilion's lead, and he had already fallen into the trap?
Taking another look at the positions of the five parties, it was not a situation of encirclement, and there was even a lot of room for him to break through.
Is there any fraud involved?
Jiang Yichen did not dare to hope that someone from the five parties present would secretly help, but he did not hesitate any longer.
It was time to make a decision and he said: "That's great!"
