"Haha." The white-faced monk smiled and said no more.
The sword light above Xian Ge was like snow, and it hit the middle end of the staff and was bounced away. Sheng Xuanyuan took over and struck the monk with the help of the force. The monk could not parry the combined attack of the two men. He swung his staff and retreated to the side of his accomplices, attacking the leader of the old monk. Said: "Uncle Master, what should we do now?"
"Amitabha." The old monk lowered his head and recited, his eyes fell on Qiong Yi who was coming to support Su Ye, and he stayed thoughtfully for a while. Several injured monks on the field fought and retreated, especially the rat-bearded man who set fire to the city. After being stabbed by Qiong Yi several times, he immediately ran away without looking back. The old monk who led him saw the opportunity to cast a spell. The three-inch-high golden bell suddenly grew in size, framed him from the air, and suppressed him heavily in the sea of fire.
The old monk's pale voice spread from the air: "Buddha said that cause and effect reincarnate. Since the fire was set by the donor, it should be borne by the donor himself."
The man with the rat beard was beating furiously inside the golden bell. The inside was airtight and the temperature was getting hotter and hotter, almost setting him on fire. "Stinky bald donkey! Let me out!"
The monks recited a few words of "good, good, good, good", started fighting with several people in the field, and ignored him. When Qiong Yi looked down, he saw a ignited fireman dancing and screaming in the hood: "Ahhhhhhhh!!!"
She thought that she had done something wrong, so she averted her eyes and focused on facing the enemy.
The Dharma cultivators of the Guangyao sect used circuitous methods, the monks of the Chanyin sect were not easy to attack but were very strong in defense, and there were also several people with advanced martial arts skills. Among them, the most eye-catching ones were those who entered the evening with Qiong Yi There is a scarred man in the city and a woman holding a fan.
Several people were hostile, but they did not focus all their attention on their opponents. They should be aware of the spread of fire and the escape of ordinary people. After fighting for about half a stick of incense, the fire was stopped by the huge trench dug by Sheng Xuanyuan and stopped extending. However, a black shadow flashed across the street corner. Unlike the people who were hurriedly running for their lives earlier, this black shadow He was faster and ran away against the wall. He cast a long shadow under the firelight and was immediately caught by those present.
The man with the scar on his forehead flashed his eyes and immediately jumped off the roof to chase after him. Qiong Yi and the others were startled at first, but when they saw the monks who were fighting in a group beside them, they immediately stopped and followed up one after another.
Su Ye looked around but did not see Yan Tingshen: "Qiong Yi! Where is Brother Yan?!"
Qiong Yi stopped walking and turned around to look at the vast sea of black smoke: "Oops! He hasn't come out yet!" There was a voice in her heart telling herself that nothing would happen to Yan Tingshen, but she still said: "Go after you, be careful Cooperate and I’ll go find him!”
Sheng Xuanyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Su Ye, looked away, and nodded.
"Brother Yan!" Qiong Yi flew to the ditch with his sword and shouted loudly into the fire. The ditch in front of him was about two feet wide. He didn't know how Sheng Xuanyuan created the ditch around it. Heat waves came one after another on the other side. She heard moans mixed in with the sound of fire and wind. She looked for the sound and saw a few people lying in a safe area. She didn't say who rescued these people. And metaphor.
Where is Yan Tingshen?
I'm afraid these people have fainted due to suffocation. How can they be rescued from lying here?
The dark shadow on the street corner just now flashed through Qiong Yi's mind, and Yan Tingshen's words flashed across her mind. The suspicion in her heart became heavier and heavier, and there was a faint layer of fog that was about to be lifted. She remembered that Yan Tingshen had told people to flee to the low ground by the river, so she observed and avoided the monks, and rushed towards the river with Qinggong. When she ran to the river, she saw a large group of people gathered in the bushes by the river, and someone recognized her. She immediately came forward. Qiong also glanced at the number of people. There were more than nineteen people, more than thirty. It seems that before the rat-bearded man set the fire, there were people who had sharp eyes and ran for their lives. Seeing that the fire was uncontrollable, they fled to the river.
While Qiong Yi observed the crowd carefully, he also secretly sensed their auras. There was no doubt that they were all mortals. Besides, except for some self-defense tools such as kitchen knives and axes, there was no sword at all. She shouted solemnly: "I am sent by Beishan Yue Clan to save people, don't panic!"
As the noise from the crowd gradually subsided, she added: "We have just rescued a few more people from the fire. The strong men will carry them with me. The others should stay where they are and don't move around!"
Qiong Yi glanced at the river beach. There was almost no vegetation, there were piles of river rocks, and there was no hidden sword. She thought to herself: It seems that Zhang Yan didn't hide here. Could it be that the dark shadow just now was him?
is it possible?
After hiding for so long, will he show up at the last moment?
Several men stood out from the crowd, and under her leadership, they carried the unconscious people rescued by Yan Tingshen to the river. Qiong also spent some time feeling their pulses and breathing their true energy. Seeing that they were gradually waking up and no longer in danger, The family members of the rescued man also kowtowed to Qiong repeatedly, with tears in their eyes.
"After the city gate is opened at dawn, don't rush out of the city. You can only leave after the people of the five tribes come to pick you up." Qiong Yi used the Xiange sword to carve two talismans on the stone by the river. "There is no one without one of these two talismans." People and horses, don’t go with them!”
Seeing them nodding, Qiong also sheathed her sword and ran in the direction of the black shadow's escape.
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Sheng Xuanyuan and Su Ye were no faster than the others in chasing the black shadow.
The black shadow moves quickly, wandering around the city without a trace. Whenever someone is chasing him, he can always escape in a blink of an eye, as if he is very familiar with this place.
"Zhang Yan! Hand over the Cangyu Sword, and I will spare your life!" The scarred man chased the Qi and shouted loudly. The black figure turned around and raised his hand to throw a few flying arrows from his sleeves, but he dodged them. Someone behind him was unfortunately hit. Arrow, only a scream was heard: "This arrow is poisonous!"
"Damn it!" the man roared angrily, and then saw a black shadow turn around from the alley, disappearing without a trace.
The leader of the Guangyao faction, Zhang Yi, couldn't help but said: "I heard before that someone was looking for Mr. Zhang in this city for three whole days but couldn't find him. I just thought it was an exaggeration, but I didn't expect it to be true."
Su Ye jumped up to the wall and looked carefully in the dark night. Sheng Xuanyuan Shadow Bearing Sword was half-raised in front of him. He felt an inexplicable awkward feeling in his heart. He said in a low voice: "It's a little strange..."
"He seemed to be escaping. He was wearing night clothes, the firelight was gone, and it was so dark. It was strange that he could see clearly." The wound on Su Ye's body was in severe pain. He swallowed a prepared elixir in his mouth. , replied.
Hearing the slight sound of toes stepping on the ground behind him, everyone present turned around and looked for the sound to attack. Qiong Yi saw a total of nine or ten people attacking him at the same time. They hit the ground and flew back. Sheng Xuanyuan saw It was her. He immediately stopped in front of her and leaned towards her.
When Qiong Yi flew back, her pigtails flicked as if she had hit something. She thought it was a hidden weapon, but when she drew her sword, nothing blocked it: "Huh?"
"What's wrong?" Sheng Xuanyuan and Su Ye flew to her side and asked.
"Weird." Qiong Yi held her braid and moved it to her chest, not knowing how strong it was.
Seeing a faint light in the darkness swaying in the corner of the path, Gongzhang Yi said with sharp eyes: "There!" As soon as the words came out, the scarred man rushed forward with an axe, and first forced Qiong Yi, who was standing in the road, away with the axe. , directly passed by the crowd and chased Zhang Yan.
The three of them still did not chase the black shadow immediately. Su Ye asked: "Where is Brother Yan?"
Qiong also shook his head: "I don't know, but he must be fine."
Sheng Xuanyuan looked at the faintly gleaming figure, leading several people behind him to chase. Suddenly he seemed to realize something. He flew a little higher with his sword, allowing himself to see the city street more clearly. He thought in his mind: "...Xiu Sheng hurts Du, and Jing died in shock. The place where the fire broke out corresponds to the Li Gua Jingmen. The current location is the fierce door, Dui Gua, so it is full of traps and hidden weapons?..."
He said in a voice just loud enough for Qiong Yi and Su Ye to hear clearly: "This is the Qimen Dunjia Technique. I'm afraid Zhang Yan didn't form a formation using the entire Wu Yue City as a formation."
The two asked in shock: "What?"
They heard the sound of fighting in front of them. When they looked around with their swords, they saw traps everywhere in the streets, and the black figure carrying a looming sword fled further and further away, almost reaching the border of Wu Yuecheng.
The monks were entangled in the machine formation. It was neither possible to rush forward nor to retreat. The scarred man was slashed by the fierce wind in the formation and reluctantly moved forward. The Luo Shan woman cast a spell and slipped out, only watching from the outside.
"Damn it! Do we have to watch him escape again!" someone shouted angrily.
Qiong Yi knew what he was doing, so he flashed towards the two of them and said, "I'll stop him!"
Sheng Xuanyuan was delayed for half a second: "Don't go!" At this time, she had jumped into the street. The mechanism on the wall shot out poisonous arrows like rain. Qiong Yi waved his sword light to block and used wind condensation to protect himself. Guangyao Several people were sent to cast spells to destroy those institutions, but they were blocked by mysterious traps laid everywhere. Qiong Yi was extremely fast, his steps were as ethereal as clouds, and in just two or three breaths, he actually rushed out of the machine formation.
When Gong Zhangyi was still surprised that someone rushed out of the machine formation quickly, the golden bell held by the old monk was clasped towards Qiong Yi. Before she even landed, she saw the golden bell on her head pressing down on her, and her body felt as if it was being absorbed. It's so heavy that I don't know where to hide, and there is nowhere to hide.
"Dang-" the bell rang loudly, and the golden bell was actually knocked away from the air. A young man in black clothes stood on the wall, shouting to Qiong Ye: "Run!"
Su Ye recognized this person as the young man who used the nine-section whip at that time, and blurted out in shock: "He's not dead?!"
Seeing that Qiong was in danger, Sheng Xuanyuan beside her had already rushed forward. She dodged the magic shield and jumped onto the wall. She sang like a stream of silver light, vibrating her sword to block all hidden weapons, and Sheng Xuanyuan controlled it. When Cheng Ying came to her side, she understood without words or eye contact. She immediately jumped on Cheng Ying and let him move his sword forward quickly.
The fleeing shadow seemed to realize that someone was approaching, and the speed became faster.
The blue light of Chengying's sword trembled and brightened slightly. Qiong Yi realized that Sheng Xuanyuan was already holding on, so she turned around and said softly to him: "Leave it to me."
Sheng Xuanyuan nodded, and Yun Gong channeled her Zhen Qi to help her, and then stopped to protect herself.
The black shadow was getting closer and closer to Qiong Yi, a hundred meters, ten feet, five feet away. Qiong Yi stabbed with his sword, but the man in black just ran forward without looking back at all. When Xian Ge penetrated the body, there was a crisp "click" sound at first, then a soft "click" sound, and then a lighter "click click" sound, just as she first guessed.
really. Qiong Yi took a breath of cold air and ran her skills at such a high speed that she felt a little weak. She stopped and looked at the impaled puppet on the ground. The black cloak covered its figure very well, and the fake Cang Yu on her back was also attached. The reflective mirror makes people mistake it for the light of a sword. She sneered, feeling that the monks who had been chasing it for a long time were like idiots who were being teased, so she kicked the puppet over with a bit of anger.
"boom!!!----"
A huge roar that penetrated the clouds and cracked the rocks came from the northwest of Wuyue City. The ground shook, houses collapsed, thick black smoke rose into the sky, sand and dust suddenly rose, and the surrounding people scattered.
