Under the bright moon, in the dense forest, a figure walking quickly suddenly stopped at the edge of the dense forest.
Wearing a green robe and holding a crane-headed staff, Mr. He appeared under the moonlight with a solemn expression.
Looking at the dark Sangu Villa in the distance, He Lao's face darkened slightly.
The inside of the villa seemed particularly deserted from a distance, but in He Lao's eyes, there were sharp swords and guns and murderous intent, as if they were waiting for something.
Could it be that the attack they instigated Qian Zhuo to plan tonight was really part of King Nanchang's plan?
He Lao hesitated for a moment. If there was really a trap, what should she do?
His mind was slightly settled, and a thought flashed through Mr. He's mind, so what if it was a real trap.
For many years, she had not broken through any traps.
Moreover, even if the trap in front of him was set up, it was set up for Qian Zhuo and the others. They never expected that a master like himself would attack.
At present, the surrounding villa seems to be extremely well-defended, but Mr. He knows better that this tense nerve cannot last for too long.
He raised his head and glanced at the dim sky. It was already the sixth quarter of Yin hour, and in half an hour, the sky would turn white.
At the beginning of Mao hour, when the sky is about to become bright, people's hearts are also sleepy.
Hold on!
Mr. He leaned against the big tree, relaxing his body and regulating his breathing while also thinking closely about the possible arrangements inside.
Qianniuwei.
It's not like Mr. He has never dealt with Qian Niuwei in his life, and he is quite familiar with some of their methods.
Time passed bit by bit, and suddenly, the whole world fell into a strange and inexplicable silence.
Real silence.
At this moment, in the dense forest, He Lao stood up directly.
She stepped lightly on the top of the dense forest, and the next moment, she was already flying in the air like a night owl.
Jumping tens of meters into the air, He Lao's figure was like a real big bird, flying high in the sky.
With a gentle pat of his arms, Mr. He was gliding rapidly towards Sangu Villa in an instant.
Looking down from a high altitude, one can clearly see that there is a famous Qianniu Guard standing behind every courtyard wall in the courtyard.
These Qianniu Guards all held long knives and powerful bows in their hands, and there were crossbows at their feet. However, the arrow boxes were not installed on the crossbows, so there was no need to worry about accidentally shooting.
So they really thought someone would come tonight.
So was all of this a trap laid out by the King of Nanchang in advance, or was it that after the King of Nanchang realized that he was poisoned, he guessed that someone would come to finish the job at night, so he made preparations in advance?
He Lao's figure completely merged into the darkness. At this moment, all the stars in the sky and the earth disappeared in an instant.
No one noticed the slightest trace of Mr. He. She had already crossed the wall and flew towards the deepest part of the villa.
He Lao's breathing was extremely dense. Even though her current movements were extremely shocking, the consumption of such movements was also extremely huge.
The Yuan Qi in her body was only enough for her to enter the villa, but not enough for her to fly out directly.
His eyes fell on the top of the backyard pavilion.
His arms vibrated slightly, and the next moment, Mr. He fell directly towards the corridor pavilion silently.
Just when Mr. He was about to settle down, an extremely cold long tree suddenly stabbed up from under the pavilion silently.
A spear, extremely sharp, stabbed straight into the middle of Mr. He's chest.
He Lao's eyes suddenly widened, and before turning around, one of her hands had already slapped Chang Shan hard.
With a "bang", a figure was quickly shot out, and then hit the rockery in the back garden hard.
There was a huge roar.
The sudden attack made Mr. He hesitate, and the aura in his body was slightly confused.
He Lao took a deep breath. With her strength, as long as this
She was able to recover immediately with her breath.
But at the moment when she took a breath, the cold long knife turned into a bit of chill and pointed directly at her heart.
With a "ding" sound, the long knife penetrated straight into He Lao's skin, and a drop of blood dripped out. Chinese website
However, two fingers were tightly clamped between the long knife. Then, the two fingers turned upward violently, and the long knife was violently thrown away.
The figure holding the long knife tightly was also lifted up at the same time.
It hit the cobblestone path in the backyard hard, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.
"Qian Niuwei." He Lao's eyes turned cold in an instant.
The person who almost stabbed her heart with a knife turned out to be Zuo Qianniu Wei Qianniu Bei Qiu Zhenmu.
The moment Qiu Zhenmu fell to the ground, she immediately stood up.
Li Zhu on the other side also stood up in an instant.
Behind them, countless voices in the compound sounded at the same time: "There are assassins, there are assassins..."
Qiu Zhenmu held the Qianniu Dao in his hand across his chest. He stepped out with one step. The cold blade in his hand had come directly to He Lao's eyes. At the same time, Li Zhu on the other side held the long spear in his hand. The same long thorn came, and in the blink of an eye, it had pierced Mr. He's throat.
Suddenly, Mr. He seemed to be stunned, suddenly motionless.
Qiu Zhenmu and Li Zhu didn't even have time to think about it. The weapons in their hands had already penetrated into He Lao's body in an instant.
It was inserted with unusual ease, but in an instant, the two of them felt something was wrong.
Because when the weapons in their hands pierced into He Lao's body, it was like complete air, and there was no feeling of piercing into the flesh at all.
With a "ding" sound, the blades clashed, and the powerful force made Qiu Zhenmu and Li Zhu's bodies freeze at the same time.
The weapons in the hands of the two men collided fiercely. Under the powerful force of the impact, He Lao, who was penetrated through the body, dissipated in an instant.
"Sorcery!" Qiu Zhenmu shouted coldly, then raised his head sharply and looked in the direction of the bedroom ahead.
Mr. He, who was wearing a dark blue robe, suddenly appeared in front of Li Xuan's room. She didn't even look back. She had already entered the room in one step.
Li Zhu subconsciously wanted to rush over, but at this moment, Qiu Zhenmu grabbed him and shouted in a low voice: "You don't want your life!"
Li Zhu paused slightly, as if he had thought of something, and his expression couldn't help but change.
At this time, more Qianniu Guards had rushed in.
"Huh?" He Laoyi burst into the room and immediately felt an unusual smell coming from her. Immediately, her entire footsteps came to a halt.
Because at this moment, in front of her eyes, although she could vaguely see some tables, chairs and benches, the white mist in the darkness was equally clear.
It turns out that the King of Nanchang has such ability.
He Lao understood immediately.
As the disciple of Medicine King Wei Xuanzang, how could Li Xuan not have any special skills?
However, this kind of fog can at most have some effect in such a narrow space. If you really dare to use it in the open wilderness, you may die without knowing how.
However, this kind of fog is not entirely without merit. In addition to blocking the line of sight, it is also very convenient for some toxins to penetrate into it.
Mr. He held his breath tightly from the first moment he entered the room.
At the same time, the Yuan Qi in the body circulates rapidly, eliminating all abnormalities in the body.
Although she took a step slower and inhaled a trace of poison, her domineering Xuantang realm cultivation showed powerful power in an instant.
A black breath was sprayed out by her in an instant.
As soon as the black energy erupted, Mr. He completely broke through the black energy and rushed toward the bed.
The crutch in his hand hit the figure lying on the bed with great ferocity.
Although his line of sight was completely blocked, He Lao's clear
The incomparable spiritual sense pointed directly at Li Xuan's position on the bed.
"Bang bang bang!"
Three crossbow arrows suddenly shot out from under the bed, and struck hard into the middle of He Lao's chest.
At close range, the crane staff in Mr. He's hand made a sharp circle, and the three crossbow arrows were knocked down in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, the extremely sharp sword suddenly passed over the crane staff and stabbed directly towards He Lao's throat.
With a "ding" sound, the crane staff hit the long sword directly, but in an instant, the long sword softened.
This turned out to be a soft sword.
In an instant, the man holding the sword lost all his strength.
The soft sword was directly deflected by He Lao's staff and tilted to one side, but in an instant, like a strange poisonous snake that jumped up, the sharp blade spit out directly bit He Lao's throat from the side.
Mr. He's crane staff flicked to the left, and the path of the soft sword was directly blocked.
In an instant, the soft sword pulled back violently, but in an instant, it rushed forward again.
In an instant, the soft sword turned into countless sharp sword rains, directly covering Mr. He...
"Ding", with a sound, countless sword shadows suddenly dispersed, and an extremely sharp soft sword fell to the ground limply, as if someone had broken its spine.
The crane staff didn't stop at all, and struck forward fiercely.
With a "bang" sound, the hard bed was smashed into pieces in an instant.
Amidst the splashing of wood chips, a figure flew up and landed on the rafters in the blink of an eye.
He Lao was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes caught a flash of light.
"Qiantangsi!"
There was a sneer on the corner of Old He's mouth. The next moment, she jumped up and rushed directly towards the figure on the beam.
The sharp point of the crane staff is pointed directly at the figure's throat.
The speed is so fast that it surpasses lightning.
At this moment, the figure on the beam also turned over at the same time.
The sharp long spear suddenly appeared, and then stabbed fiercely towards Mr. He.
The staff is short and long, but at this time, He Lao didn't flinch at all and rushed towards the sword.
However, at the moment when the staffs were about to collide, the sharp staffs swung sharply to the left, stabbing into the void on the left like lightning.
Blood suddenly exploded.
