"Ah."
After the loud noise that filled the sky, the city wall at the far end was also shaken like an earthquake. Zhang Yan held his hands on the flying claw hook and climbed to the top of the city wall step by step. He stopped when he heard the explosion of special gunpowder. He couldn't help but sneer, and said to himself: You guys, just because you guys want to take the sword away from me, just dream!
It took him half a stick of incense to climb up from the bottom of the city wall here. After a lot of effort, he finally climbed up, retracted the flying grappling hook, leaned on the edge of the wall and panted, his arms were sore. The soles of my feet were also a little slippery, and I thought to myself: It’s really tiring, but fortunately it doesn’t take much effort to get off the city wall, just tie it tightly.
Before he could rest and regain his composure, Zhang Yan heard applause ringing from his side, and the night shrouded by the stone wall was filled with darkness. He trembled with fright, and his soul was about to fly out of his body, igniting as if facing a powerful enemy. The fire lamp on the arm: "Who!"
Under the illumination of the fire lamp, the face of the person in front of him was clearly revealed. It was a very ordinary face, like any passerby walking by on the street. He seemed familiar, but he didn't recognize him at all.
"Young master Zhang, what a good strategy. You can lure the enemy deep, borrow a knife to kill someone, and then the golden cicada escapes from its shell." Yan Ting deeply touched his palms and praised: "You made a whole city full of people, and even I was almost deceived."
"How could you have guessed that I was here!" Zhang Yan took two steps back and leaned against the city wall, protecting the Cangyu Sword that was wrapped tightly behind his back and not letting out a trace of his breath. "Who are you? ?!”
"Don't be so afraid." Yan Tingshen raised his hands without touching the weapon to show his sincerity, and asked with speculation in his heart: "Mr. Zhang, did you release the news outside?"
Zhang Yan smiled sarcastically: "Since you have found me, you must have guessed well, so why ask me?"
Yan Ting shook his head and laughed: "You released the news just to attract as many people as possible to seize the sword, and then let them compete with each other in the city, reducing a lot of hidden dangers for you. Finally, you installed a fake body to attract attention, and the real body Run away?"
Being seen through... Zhang Yan clenched his fists and thought: Did the formation not work, or was there something wrong with my plan?
"I'm very curious." Yan Ting circled her hands deeply and asked, "How did you confirm that there would be no sword-snatchers ambushing you outside? Also, what method did you use to cover up the aura of Cang Yu Sword so perfectly, calling others a trace of the sword? Can’t even catch the breath?”
"Ha." Zhang Yan sneered: "I have my own way." He paused as he spoke: "When did you find out?"
Yan Tingshen took out a half-black straw from his sleeve and threw it on the ground: "I guessed it when I entered the city. I didn't expect you to do it so brilliantly. You took the initiative to set fire to the city that you are most familiar with."
Zhang Yan only said: "As long as Wu Yue becomes the most dangerous place in the world, then other places in the world will be relatively safer."
Hearing this, Yan Ting laughed deeply: "I like to be friends with smart people. I thought you were a very smart person with mediocre cultivation, but you are not smart enough." He took a few steps forward and said, "Mr. Zhang, you You should understand that the most dangerous thing is not the human world, nor Wu Yuecheng, but the sword in your hand."
Zhang Yan was silent for a while and then replied: "You are wrong. The most dangerous thing is the human heart."
Just when Yan Tingshen was about to say something else, Zhang Yan suddenly took out something from his arms and threw it heavily to the ground. Suddenly, the smoke filled the air. Yan Ting took a deep breath of the chili noodles, and his eyes were so hot that he couldn't open them. He coughed repeatedly. He stepped back and fanned himself with his hands, using his sleeves to blow away the spicy mist. Only when he opened his eyes did he realize that this person was no longer on the tower.
He is just an ordinary person who has not yet built a foundation, and it is impossible for him to fly down the tower.
Yan Ting looked deeply towards the bottom of the city tower and saw that Zhang Yan had safely landed out of the city with a device bag that looked like bird wings on his back. Under his own gaze, Zhang Yan hurriedly folded the wings, packed them in his luggage, and disappeared into the woods.
If Yan Tingshen wanted to catch up with him, even if he was given ten smoke bombs and machine wings, he might not be able to escape. However, Yan Tingshen did not chase him. He just stood on the wall and watched him escape from a distance. His mouth turned from a chuckle to a laugh: "Haha, interesting. This 'Zhang Yan' is interesting."
"Live well and escape like this!" Yan Tingshen jumped down from the extremely high tower and landed lightly on the ground. He said, "See you later."
*
In the city, a doll filled with special gunpowder was suddenly detonated, with huge power, no less powerful than a full blow from a Transformation Stage monk.
Sheng Xuanyuan instinctively escaped to the rear, and suddenly realized that Qiong was also at the center of the explosion, swaying in and out of the explosion. Su Ye grabbed him and evaded him far away. Sheng Xuanyuan had no choice but to release his true energy to form a screen to protect himself. Unexpectedly, the barrier was blown to pieces. The two of them were affected and were blown back several feet by the strong wind.
The two calls merged into one: "Qiong Yi!——"
The smoke and dust spread everywhere and lingered for a long time. Sheng Xuanyuan's heart was hung up. Every breath was like a knife cutting him. He looked towards the center of the explosion. The Shadow Bearing Sword in his hand felt inexplicably heavy. It was so heavy that he could not lift it. move. He and Su Ye were so far away from the doll that they couldn't prevent the explosion damage. Qiong Yi was the closest to the gunpowder!
"Ah! It's so miserable..." The woman holding a fan shook away the smoke and sighed with a joking smile.
The smoke gradually faded away, and Sheng Xuanyuan could no longer care about anything and immediately rushed towards the huge circular crater that was blown up.
"I'm here!" Qiong Yi took his hand from behind and called.
Sheng Xuanyuan turned around suddenly and saw that it was her who had changed her appearance and was pulling him, her forehead and cheeks were covered with sweat. His heart hanging in his throat fell back to where it was before, he held her shoulder and carefully checked the injury. Su Ye was also afraid that Qiong Yi would be killed in the explosion. When he saw that she was safe and sound, he ran from behind and grabbed Sheng Xuanyuan, so he breathed a sigh of relief and slapped her on the back: "You're so scary! Why are you still behind us!"
"Just now..."
Qiong also recalled that when she was in the air, her pigtails were hit by something invisible. She didn't realize it yet. After discovering that Zhang Yan was pretending to be a puppet, she immediately realized that it was a thread manipulated by puppetry. She had already been on guard. In an instant, he retreated far away.
Thinking about it, she was still in shock. Qiong also patted her heart: "Thanks to my quick reaction, I immediately turned around and ran away when I realized something was wrong. They didn't know what happened, but they came to investigate, and they were blown up like this..."
After all the smoke and dust dissipated, Sheng Xuanyuan realized what the "miserable" in the Luo Shan woman's mouth meant. The monks who had been knocked down by the explosion were lying in a mess in the huge pit.
Retreating to the outer circle of the explosion, the unaffected monks saw that the man they had spent so much effort chasing was not only a dummy, but also a dummy. They were annoyed and angry. They cursed Zhang Yan one after another and escaped with their injured bodies. into darkness. Among the three people from the Guangyao Sect, the disciple closest to the puppet had half his arm blown off alive and was being comforted and treated by Gong Changyi. The monks of the Chanyin Sect were protected by golden bells and remained unscathed. The one with the scar is the man with the scar who rushed towards the puppet to grab the sword. His body was caught in the explosion, and now his body is mangled with blood and his body is separated.
The half of the body knelt on the spot for a long time, falling straight forward and falling to the ground. No matter what, it was impossible to survive. Several monks were seen chanting Amitabha Buddha, clasping their hands and chanting sutras.
"By the way...that guy." Qiong also thought of the young man who knocked off the bell jar for her at the critical moment. She rummaged through the pit and saw a ragged man in black curled up motionless on the ground. Dead or alive.
Su Ye stared at this person for a while, then kicked him up. The young man screamed and rolled around in the rubble: "Ah! It hurts! It hurts so much!"
"...He's not even dead." Su Ye sighed with emotion at first, then saw that the young man's clothes were blown to pieces, revealing the shining golden armor underneath, "This is... the golden heart armor? No wonder Still alive.”
The young man stood up and stretched out his hand to Sheng Xuanyuan: "Give me back my weapon."
Sheng Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows but said nothing.
Su Ye glanced at Qiong Yi: "You didn't kill him?"
Qiong Yi paused and replied: "No, I killed him. Although I realized that he might not be dead, I... didn't tell you."
The young man held his waist and said: "Hey, if I hadn't knocked away the old monk's magic weapon, you would have died a long time ago! I am your savior, do you understand? Ask your accomplice to return the weapon to me!"
Su Ye said: "She didn't kill you, but you helped her. This is called tit for tat, do you understand?"
"What a bullshit! She clearly stabbed me! She was so cruel! If I hadn't been wearing armor and taking precautions, I would have lost most of my life!" The young man argued: "If you don't give me back the weapon, I will follow. You’re not leaving!”
Although he argued hard and had a loud voice, Qiong Yi and the others obviously did not pay attention to him. They looked around at the people who were fleeing in search of swords in vain and had no intention of fighting again, and said: "Let's go find Yan Brother."
The two nodded and agreed to leave.
"Hey!" The young man was angry and grabbed Qiong Yi in two staggering steps: "I saved your life. According to the rules of Chinese women, the life-saving grace should be promised with my body! Although you don't look very good, I It’s not like you can’t…”
Qiong Yi slapped her away: "Let go! Otherwise I..."
Sheng Xuanyuan took out the nine-section whip from his arms and threw it in the air: "Take your things and get out."
The young man had long noticed that the relationship between the two people was unusual, and what he said really stimulated him. The plan was accomplished, and he couldn't help but feel overjoyed. He put away the nine-section whip and let go of his hand. Seeing the three men in front of him, they turned around and turned around. Just head away.
"With that little level of cultivation, I dare to grab the sword alone. If I hadn't been wearing precious armor, I would have died a long time ago." Su Ye looked at the scum of the puppet with only the broken limbs at his feet, stepped on it and crushed it. After a few grinds, the remaining shiny fragments of the fake Cang Yu were turned into powder together. He sneered: "It's a pity that after fighting all night, I didn't even see the shadow of the Cang Yu sword. This Zhang Yan, huh!"
Qiong Yi looked at their scarred bodies and said, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go."
So, the three of them walked out of Wuyue City with their swords in hand.
