Su Yiyun was like a rat whose tail was stepped on. He jumped up and cursed, "Lin Sui'an, you shameless and vicious woman, you chased me all the way to Yidu! It's a pity that Yidu is my Suizhou Su family's territory. Today you If it falls into my hands, I will definitely settle all the old grudges with you one by one!"
Lin Sui'an blinked and felt it was amazing.
Su Yiyun actually thought that she had traveled thousands of miles to hunt him down? How shameless are you?
It is said that when Su Yiyun was deprived of his fame by the saint because of a melodious song and was dragged down to the Yingtian Tower, he saw that he was determined to die. He thought that even if he did not jump off the building and hang himself, he would be unable to recover. Since then, they have been forgotten in the world. When I saw him today, not only was his face glowing red, but he was also very angry when he scolded people. It seemed that he was living a good life.
He is really an invincible Xiaoqiang, his vitality is too tenacious.
"Come here and tie up this vicious woman!" Su Yiyun pointed at Lin Sui'an and screamed, "Whoever captures this woman alive will be rewarded heavily!"
The remaining seven or eight swordsmen of the Dengxian Sect looked at Su Yiyun as if they were a fool: Are you fucking crazy? Didn't you see that the brothers who went up were beaten into pig heads?
Lin Sui'an turned around and asked the Jingmen disciples on the street, "Who has steamed cakes?"
Everyone had not recovered from the shock of the battle just now, and they were all stunned. The boy who was holding the cage as a weapon took out a piece of dough and asked, "Is this okay?"
Lin Sui'an grabbed the dough and bumped it in his hand, "Just right."
Su Yiyun shouted even louder, "Why haven't you taken action yet?! Could it be that a little lady scared you out of your wits -"
"Pfft!" Su Yiyun was stuffed in the mouth by the flying dough. She choked back the curse words. Her eyes turned white and she fell to the ground with a thump. She was picking the dough with both hands and moaning.
Lin Sui'an arrived almost at the same time as the dough. The strong wind lifted Qi Ye's black power fence, revealing his smooth Adam's apple. Suddenly, Lin Sui'an felt murderous intent approaching from behind, and someone was sneaking up on him!
Lin Sui'an didn't even look back, Qian Jing held a sword in his right hand and swung it back casually, smashing a piece of nine-section whip into pieces. He fished forward with his left hand, and was about to grab Qi Ye Mi Li's black hair. Unexpectedly, at this moment, four sword lights stabbed at him from the front, back, left and right at the same time. Lin Sui'an could only withdraw his hands and step back. Qian Jing swung around and forced the sword lights back, but just as he retreated, In the meantime, Master Qi was protected and retreated ten feet away.
"I didn't expect that the famous Lord Qianjing would be a thin little lady. It's really beyond my expectation."
A man in his late thirties stood on a tall lamp pole. He had a pointed chin and a high forehead. He was wearing a long robe of the Immortal Sect and was holding a three-foot long sword. The golden sword tassels were blowing in the wind, making him quite imposing.
The remnants of the Dengxian Sect were immediately overjoyed, saluting one after another and shouting, "Welcome to the leader."
Under the lamp pole were four swordsmen from the Immortal Sect. It was the four sword lights that had just attacked Lin Sui'an. Compared with ordinary swordsmen from the Immortal Sect, they had an extra yellow band on their foreheads. They must have been of a higher level. Behind them, More than fifty additional swordsmen from the Dengxian Sect poured into the long street to support him.
When the people watching the excitement saw that the situation was not good, they all ran away, just in time to make way for the passage. Jin Ruo led the Jingmen to rush in and stood behind Lin Sui'an.
The two factions faced each other again, with equal numbers and equal momentum. This time, no one dared to act rashly.
"The man on the lamp is Ximen Yang, the leader of the Dengxian Sect. He is twenty-eight years old. He is good at swordsmanship. The sword technique he uses is called Silk Tangle, which is very difficult to tie." Shen Xiang said quickly in Lin Sui'an's ear.
Lin Sui'an glanced at the leader on the lamp pole. He was too ugly and cannon fodder, not worthy of attention, and then stared straight at Master Qi.
The Seventh Master stood behind the members of the Dengxian Sect, holding Mi Li with one hand. The sleeves of his robe fluttered off his elbows, revealing his pale and slender arms, which were covered with hideous scars, all of which were old wounds. His breathing was rapid and his body was swaying a little, as if he was not used to such strenuous exercise.
The person supporting Master Qi was a young man, dressed as a servant, holding half of a nine-section whip in his hand. His face was painted thick and white, and there were two sudden red blobs. The blood at the corner of his mouth was mixed with the powder on his face. After a while, Lin Sui'an remembered him as the boy who led her way at Hao Liu's house, named Man Qi.
Very good, Lin Sui An said with peace of mind, it was indeed the person she saw in Golden Finger's memory.
"Are you Master Qi?" Lin Sui'an asked.
Master Qi's hand holding Mi Li trembled obviously, then he slowly put it down and retracted Mi Li, "Do you know me, Lord Qian Jing?"
"I don't know him. But I've seen him before." Lin Sui'an said.
"Oh? Why don't I have any impression?"
"If I said it was the dead Hao Liu who entrusted me with a dream, would you believe it?"
"Hao Liu actually cares about me so much. I'm really flattered."
Lin Sui'an raised his eyebrows, "Do you know the Third Master?"
Qi Ye's power fence swayed slightly, and he seemed to tilt his head slightly. He was silent for a moment, "What a surprising question."
This sentence had a sense of familiarity. The first thing Lin Sui'an thought of was Yun Zhongyue, but he quickly overturned it. If Yun Zhongyue had given up his choice and ran away, he would not have stayed here to force her. Nagging.
who is he?
Lin Sui'an quickly filtered the sounds stored in his mind, but still had no impression.
Could it be that this person changed his voice on purpose?
Now that things have come to a point, it is better to deceive him.
"You look very much like a person I know." Lin Sui'an sighed quietly, "I have always missed him."
Master Qi fell silent again, this time for a longer period of time.
Everyone in Jingmen was confused.
Gan Hongying: "Master Jin, who is the person Mrs. Lin is talking about?"
Jin Ruo: "..."
How could he know? ! He only knew that if the person named Hua heard these words, there would definitely be another riot and bloodshed.
After a long time, Master Qi let out a low laugh, "Lin Sui'an, you are indeed a strange person."
Lin Sui'an: It's over, no clues were found.
Su Yiyun got up from the ground, tore out the dough in his mouth, and shouted in a high voice: "Ximen Yang, I, the Su family, have spent so much money to raise you to ascend the immortal sect, not to let you watch the fun here! Give it all to me. Go! Capture Lin Sui'an and destroy the Jingmen. The reward for the Immortal Sect will be doubled this month!"
"Sujuro, please don't forget what you said this time!"
Ximen Yang jumped down from the lamp pole, and the sword flower turned into a cold light and stabbed Lin Sui'an. The four believers who were guarding under the lamp also came to kill him at the same time.
"Jingmen disciples, follow me to defend against the enemy!" Jin Ruo shouted, "Blue dragon, red bird, white tiger, Xuanwu, plunder the formation for master!"
When the four Qinglongs rushed out with carrying poles, frying spoons, kitchen knives and shovels, what Lin Sui'an thought was that the four people's new names were indeed impressive enough, and such low-level weapons looked like peerless weapons.
Gan Hongying's martial arts skills were mediocre, and she carried a meat cleaver and attacked everywhere. The first elder Dongmen Wen and the second elder Shen Xiang didn't know martial arts at all, so they just fought together. Gao Han and Bai Shan were the biggest combatants, and they followed Jin Ruo into the battle. , the Jing Sect disciples were deeply encouraged. Flour, scissors, spices, tea sticks, tongs, steamed soup... all kinds of weapons came at them, and they actually overwhelmed the Dengxian Sect in terms of momentum.
Lin Sui'an turned sideways to avoid Ximen Yang's unoriginal stabbing move. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that Qi Ye and Man Qi had indeed taken the opportunity to escape. He felt very unhappy and swung out Qian Jing with his backhand. He thought that This blow was sure to knock Ximen Yang away. Unexpectedly, the opponent suddenly took a step back. He turned his waist, loosened his wrists, and retracted his sword flower. He then reached forward and wrapped around Qian Jing. It turned out to be Qian Jing's strength was relieved by 90%, and the tip of the sword was raised upwards, grazing the tip of Lin Sui'an's nose and narrowly slashing past.
Lin Sui'an's head jumped, and he used another move to cut his throat and draw blood for ten feet. Ximen Yang tapped his toes on the ground, his body was spinning, his wrists were shaking rapidly, and his long sword was wrapped around Qian Jing in a twisted posture. Circle, like a snake, Qian Jing's surging sword power has disappeared by 70%.
Oh, that’s interesting!
Lin Sui'an suddenly became energetic and fired three consecutive moves to cut off Shang. Sure enough, they were all resolved one by one.
"Ms. Lin, be careful. The silk-wrapped sword is the best at fighting. It can overcome strength with softness. The stronger you are, the more you will suffer." Baishan shouted, "Many powerful swordsmen in the world have been defeated by him!"
The fighting madman Bai Shan is somewhat useful, Lin Sui Anxin said, presumably the analysis of martial arts routines of various sects sent by Gan Hongying was also written by him.
Ximen Yang grinned and said, "I heard that Qian Jing's master is so powerful that he can fight one against a hundred. It's a pity that he met me, Ximen Yang. My silk-wrapped sword is your nemesis!"
Lin Sui'an raised his eyebrows, "Really?"
As he spoke, he lowered his shoulders and attached his elbows, using his waist as the axis, and stepped forward in the back arc. His arms led Qian Jing to draw back, and then the blade followed Ximen Yang's sword movement forward and around, making a circle in the counterclockwise direction. The circle drained Ximen Yang's sword power.
This series of movements is smooth and flowing, loose and natural, and the force is smooth and smooth. It is actually 90% similar to Ximen Yang's silk-wrapped sword, and is even more free and elegant.
Ximen Yang changed his face in shock, "You, you, you, you - how -"
Before he finished his sentence, Lin Sui'an's moves were like a surging river. He stepped forward to point the knife, covered up to lift the blade, rolled to ream the knife, and swung the knife to the clouds. His figure was extremely fast and stable, combining strength and softness. Ji, the virtual and the real are uncertain and dazzling.
Ximen Yang was completely confused. Lin Sui'an used a move that was very similar to the Silk Sword, but seemed to be more sophisticated than the Silk Sword. Every move he made felt like it was stabbed on cotton, and Lin Sui'an Every move he blocked was as heavy as a thousand pounds, but after only five or six rounds, the tiger's mouth burst open and bleeded, and his arms were so sore that he could hardly lift them.
"You, how do you know how to wrap a silk sword?!" Ximen Yang almost used all his strength to yell out these words.
Lin Sui'an smiled, "What a silk-tangled sword? This is a watermelon sword."
"What?!"
Lin Sui'an twisted his sword sideways, and Qian Jing stuck Ximen Yang's sword hilt with a clang. With a swing of his arms, he threw Ximen Yang and the sword to the left, and took advantage of the situation to do a Tai Chi wild horse parting mane, " A big watermelon, cut it in half." With a swing in the opposite direction, Ximen Yang shouted and flew to the other side. "Half of you." Swing it again, Ximen Yang staggered out for a few steps, his bun was messy, and he was sweating profusely. , "Half of me," suddenly drew the knife and pierced it. A bright red blood flower burst out from Ximen Yang's wrist. The tendons in his hand were severed. The long sword fell to the ground with a bang and broke.
Ximen Yang fell to his knees, pinching his wrists desperately to stop the bleeding. His head was sweating profusely and his lips were blue and white.
Lin Sui'an slowly made a gesture like a white crane with its wings spread out, "The watermelon is divided - the decision is broken."
Jin Ruo was overjoyed, kicked a member of the Celestial Immortal Sect away, and shouted loudly, "The leader of the Celestial Immortal Sect has been defeated, why don't you quickly put down your weapons?!"
During the battle, the members of the Dengxian Sect stopped in shock and looked at each other, at a loss.
Su Yiyun poked his head out from behind the wreckage of the carriage: "Why stop! Go up, go up again!"
"Everyone, stand down!" Ximen Yang shouted through gritted teeth, "We lost!"
Su Yiyun was furious, "Ximen Yang, you dare to disobey my order, aren't you afraid that I will cut off your money?!"
"If you have money, you have to spend your life," Ximen Yang stood up tremblingly and sneered, "Not to mention that your Suizhou clan still owes us a season's bounty!"
As soon as these words came out, not to mention everyone in Jingmen, even Lin Sui'an was shocked.
Wow, the Suizhou family is really trying to make a fool of themselves as usual.
Su Yiyun glared at Ximen Yang fiercely and looked at the disciples of the Dengxian Sect, "Ximen Yang is no longer worthy of being the leader of the Dengxian Sect. Whoever can capture Lin Sui'an alive today and take down Jinli Long Street will be the new leader of the Dengxian Sect!"
The members of the Dengxian Sect looked at each other, their expressions a little shaken.
Su Yiyun: "Without the support of the Su family, you will be the next Jingmen! Are you going to be like a drowned dog, begging for mercy every day and eating other people's leftovers?!"
The believers had stern looks on their faces and raised the swords in their hands again.
Lin Sui'an sneered and walked to the center of the long street. His arms shook and Qian Jing sang loudly, like the stars in the sky.
"come!"
The Jingmen brothers behind him shouted loudly, "Fight!"
The members of the Dengxian Sect showed fear on their faces and retreated involuntarily.
At this moment, a loud shout came from outside the long street:
"Stop it all!"
A group of bad guys rushed into the long street and forcibly separated the two sects of Dengxian Sect and Jingmen. Another group of government officials with horizontal swords on their waists trotted forward and moved to both sides to make room for one person. Wearing a green official robe, a black stone belt across his waist, and a futou on his head, his clothes carried the wind as he walked to the middle of the street and stood next to Lin Sui'an. His handsome eyebrows were like a ray of light, illuminating the surrounding area.
Su Yiyun's feet went weak, and she could hardly believe her eyes, "Hua, Huahua Shiro?!"
Hua Yitang's ice-like eyes swept across Su Yiyun's face coldly, "I am Hua Yitang, a member of the Judiciary Army of Yidu Prefecture. I just received a report saying that gangsters were fighting in the street, seriously injuring people and endangering public order. Now I will All persons involved in the case will be captured and brought to the government for strict trial and justice!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and the bad guys and the government officials drew their weapons at the same time, and all of them surrounded the Dengxian Sect into an iron barrel.
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Hua Yitang: Oh, it’s Hua’s turn to blow up the street. :,,
