Jiangnan·Yizhou City·Business Area
Mo Yuqing and Qiu Mingming ran all the way to the west, passed through the Xuanji Tea House, and arrived at the downtown area. The originally bustling neighborhood was now silent. The people of Yizhou had already hid in the Criminal Justice Department a few years ago. The underground shelter that had been prepared before was put to use for the first time in several years.
Suddenly, Mo Yuqing had an ominous premonition. He looked around while running. When he passed a rouge shop, although it was only for a moment, he saw an eye staring at him in the crack of the somewhat dilapidated window paper. .
Mo Yuqing stopped suddenly. Seeing the expression on his face, Qiu Mingming guessed the situation at this time. If he took a closer look, he could also feel that the surrounding atmosphere was unusual.
The two of them looked ahead. There was only a hundred steps left to leave Yizhou, but these hundred steps might feel like thousands of miles away. Just hearing a wolf howl, a large number of black-clothed killers emerged from the houses everywhere, all holding sharp blades to kill the two of them.
Mo Yuqing picked up the folding fan, and then knocked the people in front of him to the ground. Just as he was about to get out of his stance, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest. Thinking about it carefully, he still had poison left in his body, and his internal strength had not yet been restored, so he could not continue for a long time. fighting.
In addition, there were a large number of these killers, and all of them had undergone strict training. Mo Yuqing suddenly seemed to be struggling.
Everyone saw that the inner strength of the Yaochi Saint Hand was exhausted, but it was difficult to capture him for a while, so they all turned their attention to the defenseless Qiu Mingming.
Mo Yuqing was about to step forward to stop him, but whenever he got lucky, the cold poison in his chest would make him feel a dull pain. Seeing the four or five killers running towards Qiu Mingming in front of him, Mo Yuqing once again experienced the feeling of holding the moon at that time. The feeling of powerlessness in the villa.
Unexpectedly, Qiu Mingming's eyes were indifferent, and there was no trace of fear on his face. He only lightly tapped his forearm, and then several slender silver needles shot out of his sleeves, stabbing the throats of the two people on the right.
Seeing this, the other three people hurriedly avoided the side of his sleeves and stabbed Qiu Mingming's throat from below.
Qiu Mingming stood close and did not take a step back. He waved his red sleeves, like a breeze blowing through the stream. The red sleeves were pushed aside, and the three of them fell to the ground. Their faces were all pierced by several nails and were beyond recognition.
Even Mo Yuqing was shocked by this scene. Suwen Tianji Tower and the Moon Palace only had Wen Tao, but there was also a martial arts? Qiu Mingming gently rubbed the dust on his sleeves, and then threw his hands behind him: "During the sword climbing competition, everyone knows that Xu Changan is leaning on the leaning bridge in Tianji Tower, but did he ever know that I, Qiu Mingming, was there?" Yes, the whole building is full of red sleeves?"
Ever since Qiu Zhongbai, the owner of Tianji Building, took over Tianji Building, he promised Qiu Mingming's father, Qiu Zhongwen, never to let him practice martial arts.
When Xu Wenxiu, the master of Wanjuan Hall, saw this, he also asked his son Xu Changan to follow suit. In this way, one of the two young men was imprisoned in the book pavilion and the other was imprisoned in Wanjuan Hall.
Due to a coincidence of fate, the two cherished each other and treated each other as siblings.
But these people who have read a lot have more knowledge and ideas than ordinary people's children. In addition, although these two people are well-behaved on the outside, they also have youthful rebellion in their hearts.
So Xu Changan used the swordsmanship books he had read, combined them with calligraphy, and secretly learned a set of swordsmanship by practicing calligraphy. Xu Wenxiu was so angry that he had no reason to explain.
As for Qiu Mingming, she also found a secret book on how to use hidden weapons from nowhere, and practiced with the paper dumplings every day, which really gave her a set of techniques.
Mo Yuqing looked at the sassy yet elegant Qiu Mingming in front of her, stood up and walked over awkwardly, but she didn't expect that she would be protected by the woman in the end.
But now is not the time to relax our vigilance. After all, a dark group of killers are coming from behind and in front of the two of them. At this time, they are already in a situation where they can hardly fly.
The killers on both sides were also cautious and approached step by step. A heavy sense of oppression continued to surge towards the two of them. Mo Yuqing tapped the acupuncture points on his chest twice with two fingers to protect his heart veins, making it difficult for the remaining cold poison to penetrate. , and then gathered the few internal forces in his body into his fingers, preparing for the final desperate fight.
Qiu Mingming also rolled up her hair, waved her red sleeves, raised her arms, and looked at the jade pendant that Yun Musheng had given her in her arms. She couldn't help but express her thoughts to the spring breeze: "If I can see him again, I'm very lucky." As soon as he finished speaking, several hidden darts shot out from his sleeves, killing the people at the front.
Seeing Qiu Mingming take action, a group of killers swarmed forward with bold moves. Just when the swords in the hands of several Ziri Pavilion killers were only an arm's length away from their bodies, a burst of cold air hit Qiu Mingming from behind.
Qiu Mingming couldn't help but shudder, and when he took a closer look, he saw that the killers who had just approached flew out with a white hurricane. There was sword energy in the wind, and there was also power in the sword energy. Anyone who was hit in the front All the people in it were dead and their bodies were not intact.
"Qiuqiu, don't be afraid, I'm coming."
The person who made the move was a young man, with some white frost hanging on his black hair. Although he was wearing new clothes, in Qiu Mingming's eyes, his figure and temperament were like that of no one else except Yun Musheng. Maybe the spring breeze also wants to protect the south of the Yangtze River, so it can convey the beauty's thoughts to the people it belongs to.
On the other side, a whisk passed by, and along with the energy of Liangyi, several killers fell to the ground in an instant. For Ji Zhanyu, dealing with killers of this level was like cutting grass with a quick scythe.
Miao Chenglan also came to the scene. Although she had used her internal power to force out the cold poison, like Mo Yuqing, her internal power had not yet recovered.
Fortunately, with Yun Musheng and Ji Zhanyu, the journey here would be smooth, but bigger troubles were still waiting for them.
After Ji Zhanyu finished clearing the assassins in front of him, he could see a ghostly girl at the end of the busy street, with blood at the corner of her mouth, walking towards the group of people with a silly smile, and a somewhat excited expression on her face, as if she was hungry. Like an anxious beast seeing its prey.
"That's... Hua Xiaoqi?"
Miao Chenglan couldn't believe her eyes. She was still a delicate and lovely girl when she came here. Although she was older, her temperament was the same as that of her cousin Miao Xian'er, so she felt a bit close to her. But what stood in front of him now was a man-eating monster.
"To be precise, you should call her now, the fifth of the seven ghosts in the Hidden Sun Pavilion, Hua Sangui!" Ji Zhanyu stroked the fly whisk in his hand and looked at the majestic and powerful enemy in front of him, but there was a hint of excitement in his eyes. feeling. As soon as he finished speaking, he gathered his energy on the fly whisk and strode towards Hua Xiaoqi.
Yun Musheng stared at Hua Xiaoqi's appearance, and couldn't help but feel a little cramped in his heart. Recalling the recent times and every detail of getting along with this woman, he had long been accustomed to treating her as a companion like Mo Yuqing and Feng Wan. , although he had suspicions for a long time, but when he came to Yanyu Tower and truly understood that Hua Xiaoqi was the Hua Sangui in the Hidden Sun Pavilion, he still felt like escaping from reality.
Yun Musheng stopped in front of Ji Zhanyu: "Senior Ji, I...let me go."
Ji Zhanyu saw this and saw what Yun Musheng was thinking, so he smacked his lips and said, "Don't die. Apart from that little girl who knows how to use hidden weapons, we are the only ones who can fight here."
Yun Musheng walked forward step by step with heavy steps, walking faster and faster until she was running at full speed. Yun Sanfeng drew her sword and attacked Hua Xiaoqi fiercely.
Although Hua Xiaoqi only had a few paper blades left in her sleeves during the battle with Feng Wan and Xu Chang'an, she still received Yun Musheng's heavy blow calmly.
After this weapon duel, Yun Musheng suddenly felt that something was wrong, and quickly somersaulted back to distance herself. At this time, Hua Xiaoqi was countless times stronger than when she was on the ring.
"Is this your true strength?" Immediately, Yun Musheng concentrated her breath and the sword in her hand, and entered the realm of human-sword unity.
He knew that he could no longer hold back at this moment. Not only that, any slacking off would lead to his death.
"It will snow soon and it will clear up soon!"
