Suddenly, just when they were about to get nervous, there was a rustling noise behind them!
"What……!"
"He's behind you!!"
There were hurried sounds one after another, and several people turned around to look back.
The sound became more urgent, and they sounded overwhelmed. It seemed as if the grass around them had been knocked down, and they were quite panicked, but they didn't know what the danger was hidden in the darkness.
The rustling of the grass became louder and louder, but they gradually regained their composure. Past experience led them to guess that since the "enemy" had never launched an attack, perhaps it was a bluff?
Looking at each other, they raised their weapons one after another and approached in small steps.
However, because the attraction ahead was so great and the rustling was so loud, they forgot the danger behind them.
Just as they approached the place where the "rustling" sound came from, at the moment when all eyes were focused on one point, a sword light came from behind them like a storm!
"Yun Yi is misty, and the angry sword is in the air."
With a slight hiss, Fu Yunge's Qi sea surged, and combined with the inspired power of Tai Sui, he exploded with extremely strong speed and power in an instant.
Along the edge of the sword, a stream of clouds and wind stirred, like an upside-down floating yarn. "Chichi" was like clouds of water steaming into the ears, and he was beheaded instantly and silently.
"ah--"
The few people in front heard the strange noise behind them, and as a reflex, they suddenly slid forward and knelt down. At the same time, they leaned back and waved their weapons.
Fu Yunge was slightly startled. The ethereal sword in his hand was filled with energy. With the infusion of his true energy, it bounced off the enemy's weapon with a few "dang-dang" sounds.
Taking this opportunity, Fu Yunge raised his palm to the bottom of the sword, and the ethereal sword quickly rotated like a straight flying whip. With another push, the sword edge swept across, killing the enemy as well.
There were a few "pops" and the limp body fell into the grass.
The Misty Sword was inserted into the soil, Fu Yunge stepped forward to pull it out, and sheathed it again. Looking at the several corpses in front of him, he walked forward gently.
There was a constant rustle in the grass ahead. Fu Yunge stepped forward and bent down, pushing aside a pile of weeds in front of him, and released the hare's hind legs tied with grass roots.
The hare regained his freedom and ran away immediately. This was naturally done by Fu Yunge. If it hadn't been for attracting firepower, he really wouldn't have been able to defeat them so easily.
Just looking at the reactions of the few people just now and the strength of the attack, Fu Yunge once again confirmed his previous speculation.
Although their level is not as good as the previous masters, there is not much difference. Compared with the original trash fish, it is much higher.
Thinking about it this way, it's no wonder that Jinji Fengjian has repeatedly failed.
After taking another look at the bleeding corpse on the ground, Fu Yunge stood up and found his way back to the horse market again.
Normally, Dongfang Shiming should have arrived successfully. Fu Yunge breathed a sigh of relief. I hope everything goes well tonight...
But at this moment, in the black and red yard, there was a faint black vat, like a corpse-curing altar, exuding a horrible smell.
The solemn large tanks stained the ground with dark water stains. Dongfang Shiming felt a chill on the soles of his shoes, and the coolness immediately spread along his legs and feet and into his heart.
All five senses were confused, and Dongfang Shiming's breathing suddenly became rapid. Looking at everything weird and chaotic in front of him, he really subconsciously wanted to escape from here - the sooner the better!
The surface of the silver fan reflects the red brilliance. At this moment, it was trembling, and even the light was restless.
Take a step back. Dongfang Shiming felt an unparalleled sense of terror coming over him, and he thought of retreating for the first time.
Behind it is the door. But logically speaking, now that he has stepped in...will the "thing" inside let him leave exactly as he is?
Thinking of this, his eyes accidentally came into contact with the black tank again. The tangy fishy smell is like thick slurry, mixed with the smell of sourness, making people want to vomit.
However, at the extremely critical moment, when there was no way forward or backward, a voice softly fell into Dongfang Shiming's ears:
"You are very brave."
The sudden human voice was like a stone breaking a mirror, making Dongfang Shiming immediately alert. He immediately took two steps back, his silver fan blazing, and he looked towards the source of the sound above his head, about to take action.
However, the expected danger did not come so quickly.
Just as his muscles tensed up, preparing to face the enemy, his eyes also focused on a figure on the roof.
And when he saw the person above him, his expression relaxed a little.
And the person who spoke was not a stranger. It was Xi Zishi who had just pretended to be a wounded soldier to ask for a drink.
He was lying half-lying on his side, with a black vat behind his head and a shallow wine dish in front of him. He looked sloppy and sloppy.
Dongfang Shiming has only heard of Xi Zishi's name, but has never seen him. Seeing such a strange person at this moment, he immediately thought that everything in this horse market must have been arranged by him.
Moreover, this person was so good at concealing his aura that if he hadn't spoken, he would not have noticed his presence at all. Thinking of this, Dongfang Shiming took a deep breath.
Different from Dongfang Shiming's guard, after Xi Zishi finished speaking, he picked up the wine plate and took another sip. It looked like he had drunk a lot, his face was flushed, and his eyes looked a bit drunk.
But he didn't delay talking when he was drunk. After finishing the dish, he immediately turned around, held the edge of the wine vat with one hand, and lifted the seemingly heavy vat out of thin air effortlessly.
Again, like tossing a toy, he accurately aimed the mouth of the large vat at the mouth of the saucer.
However, the only flaw is that after this set of smooth and smooth acrobatic movements, not a drop of wine flowed into the plate.
He had already drank all the wine in the vat.
Xi Zishi was drunk and looked very unhappy: "Um... gone?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately stretched out his fist and smashed the vat to pieces.
Broken jars, like broken bricks and tiles, fell like falling rain. Dongfang Shiming watched Xi Zishi convulsing quietly, wondering what this person's intention was.
Suddenly, Xi Zishi stood up unsteadily on top.
"Again, another vat..." He squinted his eyes and staggered to raise his feet to carry the wine to the lower room.
However, because he had drunk too much, he just opened his legs, but he didn't see that he was already at the edge of the roof, and his foot immediately missed the point. Before Xi Zishi had time to think, his body tilted out of thin air and fell upside down.
Dongfang Shiming was stunned for a moment, and without thinking too much, he took two steps forward and caught the falling Xi Zishi.
With a click, Xi Zishi didn't seem to be very light. The impact of this move made Dongfang Shiming almost see stars. At the same time, the soles of his feet were soft and slippery, and he fell down with Xi Zishi on the side of his ankle.
