Under the night sky!
Black afterimages shuttled under the moonlight, looking like ghosts.
Killed in one direction.
Painting and calligraphy home.
The calligraphers and painters gathered together, the lights were bright, and they were surrounded by disciples and elders guarding them.
They did not surrender to the Qin Empire, and Ying Ziye was loyal.
"well……"
Xu Huayu sighed and looked at his disciples who were resting, feeling worried.
Facing the threat of assassination from the Soul-Eating Prison murderers, he really had too much panic.
The lights flickered, and there were shadows of people.
The disciples and elders of the calligraphers and painters did not dare to neglect and observed the movements around them.
Suddenly!
Under the dim light, a dark figure flashed past.
The long sword was swung, and the sword light was sharp.
Miso miso miso!
Poof!
Blood splatters!
The calligrapher and painter disciple covered his neck with one hand and watched in disbelief as a strange figure flashed in front of him.
Bang bang bang!
In an instant, several more people were quietly killed!
The smell of blood quickly spread.
The calligraphers and painters all smelled the smell of blood and noticed that their fellow disciples had been killed.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"
While shouting loudly, there were also disciples who were holding long swords in their hands to kill the enemies, or holding brushes to paint.
Xu Huayu took out rolls of canvas, instilled zhenqi, unsealed them, and opened them.
There are swordsmen holding long swords and flowing robes on the scroll!
There is also a cemetery on the scroll, but in front of the cemetery, there is a huge stone tablet with the words "Sword Tomb" on it. It is simple and vast, and contains a noble sword spirit.
It is so sharp that it can break the sky!
On the third volume of the painting, there is a starry sky and a land, with fire meteorites falling from the sky. They are so powerful that they can suppress everything.
"go!"
Xu Huayu shouted loudly and threw the three scrolls of paintings.
In the void, the painting instantly reflects reality.
One by one, the swordsmen charged out gracefully.
The infinite flying sword emerged from the void and pierced towards the incoming person, the sword's intent was fierce.
There were streaks of meteorites falling from the sky, smashing into houses and suppressing them.
But he seemed to have a sense of autonomy. He did not endanger the calligrapher and painter disciples, but directly killed the enemy.
Other calligraphers and painters also took action one after another. Zhu Xiushan threw a painting and a towering mountain was instantly suppressed.
All the disciples also drew pictures one after another, drawing long rivers, birds and beasts, rushing towards them.
"Ah!"
Zhen Gang chuckled, and with a powerful sword, he directly faced the swordsman in the painting.
As he slashed out, a strong sword energy roared past, sweeping through and destroying everything like a devastation.
The surrounding houses were shattered instantly!
Poof!
The void buzzed, and the swordsmen's clothes were broken, and scars appeared on their bodies.
at the same time!
The calligrapher and painter looked forward to death and killed the Six Sword Slave!
The focus is on Zhen Gang!
In the sword tomb, the sword energy and sword intent roared and merged with them, greatly increasing their combat power.
The other five Six Sword Slaves took action one after another.
Duan Shui's eyes were covered with black cloth, and he peered into everything with his mind's eye, realizing the mystery. At this moment, he shot out a sword and went straight towards Xu Huayu's neck.
A trace of cruelty and bloodlust emerged from the corner of Luan Shen's mouth, and he slashed with his long sword, destroying everything.
The demon is holding two swords, the demon and the demon. Its steps are agile and its figure is constantly changing. It surrounds the calligraphers and painters, waiting for opportunities to move, making it difficult to guard against.
Zhuan Po and Mie Hun have almost the same appearance. Their figures overlap and sometimes disperse, confusing the enemy.
And the minds are connected, and the attacks are in pairs!
Boom boom boom!
The void buzzed, huge fluctuations erupted on the spot, and the boundless sword energy was released.
The meteorite and the majestic mountain suppressed each other and fell on the Six Sword Slave!
The six people had no choice but to take action to resist, and a boundless sea of fire suddenly erupted, surrounding the Six Sword Slaves. It was extremely hot, and came with majestic force one after another.
At the same time, birds, beasts, and violent storms swept across the Six Sword Slaves.
The wind and rain are swaying, and the beasts are roaring!
The divine flower rises, the spiritual light shines brightly, and mysterious dao patterns emerge from the void.
The unparalleled powerful aura at the place of battle spread toward the entire Songhai City.
Confucianism!
Little Sage Village!
In the bedroom!
Master Xun suddenly opened his eyes.
He had already felt the violent aura vibrating in the void.
A shocking battle broke out not far away!
Along the window sill, he looked into the distance under the night.
Under the night sky, boundless colorful sword energy swept through everything, destroying houses and cracking the earth.
Hundreds of beasts galloped and roared, and boundless water fell from the sky.
Countless figures were entangled and fighting together, and towering mountains emerged.
"That's where the calligraphers and painters were, and they were attacked."
There was a ripple in Master Xun's heart, and he immediately spoke out and shouted: "Fu Nian, Yan Lu, Zifang, come to the lobby quickly!"
The figure disappeared, Master Xun took a step of several hundred feet, the door suddenly opened, and he appeared in the hall.
After hearing Master Xun's message, Fu Nian and others hurriedly put down their things and headed towards the hall.
Not long after, the three people arrived.
He looked at Master Xun and bowed respectfully: "Uncle Master!"
Master Xun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said solemnly: "The three of you, lead the Confucian disciples, immediately strengthen patrols to prevent outsiders from entering or leaving the Little Sage Village, and be vigilant about everything!"
"The calligrapher and painter were attacked, probably by the murderers from the Soul-Eating Prison."
"I will set out to capture the murderers of the Soul-Eating Prison. If I capture them this time, I will definitely be able to regain the prestige of all the schools of thought!"
After the words fell, Master Xun flew away.
Upon seeing this, Fu Nian and the others bowed towards the figure.
"Follow your uncle's orders!"
At this moment!
It's not just the Luowang Six Swordsmen who are attacking calligraphers and painters.
The Underworld Killer was also dispatched.
Under the moonlight!
Yellow spring and blue fall!
Hundreds of ghosts walking in the night!
Black shadows loomed in the darkness.
The Yin soldiers, led by General Yin, attacked hundreds of families together.
The ten most sinister and handsome ghosts, the Ghost King, the Day Touring Envoy, the Night Touring God; the Soul-Restraining Envoys Bai Wuchang, Hei Wuchang, Bull Head, Horse Face, etc. are dispatched one after another.
The Ghost King was alone, grinning ferociously and killing all the disciples, while the others were in groups of two and two.
kill!
Under the moonlight, endless killings began.
The Ghost King holds a long sword and his figure is elegant, but he uses Confucian swordsmanship!
Not only him, but also the wandering gods day and night, black and white, and bull-headed and horse-faced people also used Confucian methods.
He even concealed his aura, practiced Confucian techniques, transformed his aura of righteousness, and carried out the massacre with righteousness!
The Mingjian family was resting, and the surrounding gatekeepers were on guard and heavily defended.
However, the ghost king's figure was elegant and he killed dozens of people in a short period of time without being discovered.
Under the flickering lights, the elders of the Mingjing family were shocked to find that there were far fewer people on guard, and they lay down on the ground.
When he rushed over to check, he found that he was dead!
