In the thick rain and fog, time seemed to stop for a moment!
When the golden light flew out, the man in black holding the spiritual sword looked like a ghost, and he didn't even have time to react in the blink of an eye!
Brother Hu, who fell to the ground, stood upright like a carp. He slapped the bluestone floor with one hand and thrust an iron arrow into the chest of the man in black.
"Bang!" a sound sounded!
That was the sound of the man in black's spiritual sword falling on the bluestone on a rainy night.
The man in black, covering his throat with one hand and his chest with the other, stared at the blacksmith, stunned but unable to say a word.
He never understood until his death how this guy who looked like an ant to him could reverse life and death in an instant. He was a great monk with the third level of transcending tribulations!
As long as he doesn't die on the battlefield in Southern Xinjiang, he is the most promising genius in Nanhai to ascend and leave this world!
Hu Ge, who groaned, didn't give him any time to think. He picked up the spirit sword on the ground and transformed into a Vajra. He jumped up and chopped off his head, which was covered with black cloth, on the spot with one sword.
It wasn't until he heard a plop that the enemy in front of him fell heavily into the rain that he coughed heavily while holding on to his Qingfeng Sword.
A blood arrow spurted out from his spit, instantly staining the clothes on his chest red and the stone slabs underneath him red.
Blood spread slowly in the rainy night.
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The disconnected spring rain falls quietly, like a pause in time.
When Nalan Yu stared blankly at the rainbow in front of him, as the spring rain fell from the sky, the rainbow slowly disappeared into the rain and mist.
It was like a dream, as if it had never happened before.
Together with the golden light that cut through the night, it also disappeared in front of his eyes.
The man in black stared, covering his throat with one hand, and pointed at Nalan Yu three feet in front of him with one hand, the fear in his heart surged out!
His chest was shaking uncontrollably, as he was trying to use his last strength to die with the general of the dynasty in front of him...
Nalan Yu came back to his senses but held half of the spiritual sword to swallow up his last glimmer of hope!
The man in black, who was two levels higher than Nalan Yu, never expected that the mortal man in front of him would turn everything around in an instant, and he would become a lamb to be slaughtered.
He didn't even utter a cry, nor did he set off the fireworks in his hand to convey the message!
The rainbow on a rainy night represents a ray of light. When the light appears, there will be a winner against the darkness of the rainy night!
So, holding the light in his hand, Nalan Yu was like a carp leaping over the dragon gate, sending half of the spiritual sword in his hand into the enemy's chest!
At this time, all his energy and energy were focused on the dagger, and with his supreme courage since his cultivation in Tianshan Mountain, he cut the light in front of the darkness at the moment when he was about to fall in front of the rain!
As a result, the unwilling man in black felt his life flowing away from the spiritual sword on his chest.
A bloody arrow followed the broken sword and rushed into the rainy night, dyeing the three feet in front of him red. There was still an incredible look on his painful face.
But Nalan Yu would not give him any chance to escape. Like lightning, he picked up the long knife that fell in the rain with his left hand, transformed into a god and demon and struck out one last blow!
This sword that cut through the sky and the earth, cut through the wind and rain, was not directed at the man in black who fell in front of him, clutching his chest.
Instead, he slashed at the immortal soul that escaped from the chest of the black man and wanted to escape into the endless night!
The last of the three desperate cuts came out!
Cutting through the thick rain and fog at midnight, the extremely sharp long knife slashed out a peerless sword light and slashed hard at the soul in the rainy night!
With a pop, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Nalanyu's mouth, slowly dripping down the clothes on his chest.
On the other side of the night, the fire of life in the eyes of the man in black gradually dimmed. Looking at the immortal soul that was killed by Nalan Yu's sword, he finally fell heavily to the ground!
Nalanyu, who had fallen in the rainy night, raised his head with great difficulty, and stared blankly at the man in black who also fell in the rainy night.
Two different pools of blood gradually flowed in the rain, and finally merged into one, spreading out in the thick night.
Until this moment, Nalan Yu had not called out the name he had always wanted to call.
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The same rainy night, the same hour.
Yang Kaiyi stared at the head on the ground, breathing rapidly.
Looking at the people standing under the eaves, he murmured: "Did you already know what happened tonight? Where are my two brothers? Will they be okay?"
The darkness of the night was so deep, and Nanyun City was so quiet at this time. Yang Kaiyi, who was sitting quietly in the living room, was also waiting for the man in black who wanted to harvest his life.
Because his cultivation was the weakest, the black-clothed killer planned in advance and even just sent a guy with the first level of tribulation to take his life.
Perhaps in their eyes, the current Territory Lord, who is not at the ninth level of the God of Dispassion, is not worth mentioning at all.
Yang Kaiyi, who returned to the yard, had no idea that someone was trying to kill him. He stood silently under the eaves, his whole body seeming to blend into the night.
Because he also drank a few glasses of wine tonight, he also knew that he couldn't get drunk at such a time, so he had to stand in the yard for a while to sober up.
However, as his body's true energy gradually began to rise, he could clearly hear some subtle changes inside and outside the hospital.
There was a soft sound in his ears, just like the sound he made during the day when he used a bamboo knife to cut through Hu Xuan to write a battle report to the emperor.
If he hadn't concentrated on the eaves, no one would have noticed such a movement on this rainy night.
Then he knew that he was in trouble.
So in panic, he had to look at the small courtyard next door to himself, where his patron saint lived.
Before a exclamation could come out of his mouth, a muffled groan came from his ears, and then a familiar voice came from his mind that made him instantly quiet.
Yang Kaiyi frowned slightly. Fortunately, he was afraid of death and arranged Master Ouyang's residence next door to him.
Otherwise, he would probably be a dead man by now.
Ouyang Dongli is no different from a middle-aged man who plays gongs and watches, standing outside Yang Kaiyi's yard with a bamboo hat on his head and a raincoat.
There were several corpses of men in black lying in front of him. There were almost no wounds on the corpses, but they were still fatal.
At this moment, Yang Kaiyi opened the door to the courtyard and stared blankly at the man standing in the rainy night.
The two looked at each other, and Yang Kaiyi sighed and said quietly: "Since I can't sleep, please invite Master in for a cup of hot tea."
Ouyang Dongli nodded and walked towards the small courtyard when he passed a tree beside the courtyard wall.
A person flashed behind the tree and attacked him silently!
Ouyang Dongli remained motionless. He flicked his wrist and took a step back with his left foot. He saw a sword force mysteriously piercing out from his fingers and slashing at the man in black hiding behind the big tree.
Yang Kaiyi, who turned around, stopped for a moment, turned his head and looked at the man in black who fell under the tree, his mouth wide open, and he was speechless.
He was there just now. If the man in black had taken action at that time... I didn't expect Ouyang Dongchang to be so casual and kill the person in a swift and direct manner!
Even at this time, Ouyang Dongli still didn't show a trace of expression.
Yang Kaiyi, who was making tea in the living room, thought for a moment and couldn't help but ask: "Where are those two guys? Are they in danger?"
Ouyang Dongli looked at the vast rain and fog in front of him and said quietly: "Don't worry, they won't die." After saying that, he took off the bamboo hat on his head and turned around and entered the living room.
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After a desperate struggle, the surviving blacksmiths Hu Ge and Nalan Yu never returned to their small courtyard.
Nalan Yu, who was covered in blood, staggered towards Yang Kaiyi's small courtyard. He lost too much blood and occasionally lost strength and fell heavily to the ground.
Blood seeped out quietly from the wounds on his body. Although his vision was a little blurry, he knew that Yang Kaiyi was the weakest among the three.
Now that he has met a killer, the enemy will not let go of the Territory Lord of Southern Border either.
"As long as I have breath left, I will take your life..."
Tonight, Nalan Yu used all his strength, although he didn't know what was going on with the rainbow accompanied by the last golden light.
Even if the enemy in front of him has been completely destroyed, this is enough for him.
If he survives, he will first take a look at Yang Kaiyi, and then go to Hu Ge. In his opinion, if the three of them are not together at this time, they will only die.
So he continued walking forward, dragging a long knife in the dark night and making a chirping sound in the rain.
The rainwater on the bluestone was splashed by the long knife from time to time, like a flower blooming on a rainy night.
Not far behind him was a headless body of a man in black, so there was no need for him to clean it up. The guards from the City Lord's Mansion would take care of it after dawn.
The sight of Yang Kaiyi's small courtyard seemed to suddenly turn into an endless night. With every step he took, Nalan Yu felt like someone was cutting him.
The soft-soled boots were filled with rainwater. Step by step, each step gave him the feeling of going up a mountain of knives.
Suddenly his body froze in place, and then he couldn't help but sit on his butt in the rain, covering his chest in pain.
Then he saw two figures in endless places, overlapping between reality and illusion, slowly walking towards him.
Then, he heard someone sigh softly in his ear.
He raised his head with the last of his strength, holding the handle of the knife tightly with his blood-stained hands. Nalan Yu looked at the person in front of him and smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, you are here!"
Stretching out his big hand, Ouyang Dongli helped up the pale Nalan Yu and walked forward quietly.
Even if there is a continuous spring rain behind you, even if there are still enemies in the rain and fog.
He helped General Nalan, who was like a drowning man, into the living room where Yang Kaiyi was. Nalan Yu's last words before fainting were: "Blacksmith, you are here too."
Hu Ge, who was also covered in blood, frowned, looked at Ouyang Dongli and asked, "Senior, will the general die here?"
Yang Kaiyi, who sighed again and again, found a bamboo bed and a recliner from somewhere.
He let Hu Ge lean on the recliner quietly and helped Ouyang Dongli move Nalanyu, who had lost too much blood, to the bamboo bed and settle him down.
Then he looked at Ouyang Dongli and asked: "Senior, the enemy has entered Nanyun City, how should we respond?"
Ouyang Dongli looked at the unconscious Nalan Yu and replied quietly: "Why are you anxious? Even if you are anxious, you are still our enemy."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand to take off Nalan Yu's gown and looked at the blood dripping from the wound on his body. He couldn't help but sigh heavily.
He said leisurely: "We were careless, and this is the price we pay for our carelessness."
Hu Ge then said nervously: "Senior, save the general first, I am thick-skinned and will not die for a while."
Yang Kaiyi shook his head, stroked his beard and said, "It seems that we won't be separated in the coming days, even at night."
Ouyang Dongli said calmly: "You also know that I am a poor man. If my precious disciple hadn't prepared some tricks before, I'm afraid these two guys wouldn't be able to survive tonight."
On the wasteland, in the military camp.
Yelu Mingzhu, who woke up in the middle of the night, woke up Hua Luoyu and looked at her and said quietly: "Aunt Hua, something happened in Nanyun City. We will return to the city early tomorrow morning."
Hua Luoyu was stunned, stretched out his hand to touch her forehead and asked, "Are you having a nightmare?"
Shaking her head gently, Yelu Mingzhu said: "It's okay, the master told me."
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