Yuan Ye held a gun in his hand and was very fast. He stopped in front of Leng Wufeng and said with a smile: "Hey! The rules of the world are to hit one by one. Are you going to break the rules?"
Leng Wufeng glanced at him and said nothing.
Yuan Ye is now a villain. Seeing that Leng Wufeng is silent, there is no use in talking. He takes a step forward, blocks his gun, and makes a prohibitive gesture. He smiles cruelly: "You stabbed me earlier." Sword, I want to shoot you back now."
Leng Wufeng was indifferent, just flicked the soft sword in his hand and stared at Yuan Ye.
Yuan Ye looked up.
The fierce fighting in the field did not stop for a moment, Bai Bugui's movements became faster and faster, Naha Swordsman still only used the long knife in his hand to protect him, each knife was just a little bit close to breaking into the flesh, and blood spattered on the spot.
But each of Bai Bugui's sword strikes was extremely fast, but it only hit the nine-foot-long sword, or it just left a shallow cut on the swordsman's body.
In order to fight to such a situation where there is no room for change, the inner breath, strength, hands, eyes and body of both sides have become one, and each advance and retreat must be accurate and unimpeded in order to maintain balance.
Bai Bugui relied entirely on his own movement skills to be very fast, so fast that he could swing out more than a dozen knives in this short period of time.
Even if Leng Wufeng barged in, he would probably be struck several times by Bai Bugui's almost extreme physical skills.
Just this one look.
Yuan Ye knew that the outcome was decided.
He sneered, lowered his head, and looked at Leng Wufeng in front of him.
One shot thrust out.
Suddenly there was a loud noise, but something went wrong in the fight above.
The sword's light and blue shadow circled around the black-clad Ba Dao Swordsman, who couldn't help but move, and rushed straight towards the rockery. Wherever he passed, sawdust flew everywhere, and torn felts flew everywhere. The utensils and furnishings were all smashed as if they had been hammered with sharp knives. destruction.
At the same time, Bai Bugui's movement was slower after all because of the obstruction of the rockery.
This slowness also caused a flaw.
Bai Bugui's eyes were already red, and he watched helplessly as Xiao Yan raised the nine-foot-long sword in his hand. Just raising it a little was enough.
Seeing that all his hard work on his strongest killing move was in vain, Bai Bugui couldn't help roaring with his eyes and slashed hard.
Xiao Yan raised the nine-foot-long sword in his hand, just a little, and just for a moment. He shook his arms and finally regained his freedom. The suffocation in his chest suddenly broke out, and he raised his head and shouted: "Ten thousand swords return to the clan." !”
The entire tower was shaken by the roar, and dust fell from the top of the beams.
A dozen guards who were watching the battle not far away were deafened by the loud shouting. They gritted their teeth and closed their eyes, almost fainting.
Yuan Ye was also affected by this loud shout.
Leng Wufeng's body swayed slightly, but he didn't lift his legs to take a step. He had already rushed in front of Yuan Ye, with the soft sword in his hand sticking out like a poisonous snake.
Yuan Ye's expression changed, he shouted loudly, quickly retreated, exerted force on his waist, and swept his spear across.
He narrowly avoided the stab of the soft sword, but he also left the ruins directly and reached the edge.
And on top of the ruins, next to the rockery.
Bai Bugui's sword hit the nine-foot-long sword.
Just hear a crisp sound.
The nine-foot-long sword broke.
But Xiao Yan's figure did not stop.
Holding the hilt of the knife in his hand.
As if by inertia, he rushed past Bai Bugui.
Standing on the rockery that was no longer smooth after being chopped with knives.
Bai Bugui wanted to escape.
Because his heartbeat was speeding up uncontrollably.
There was a sense of fear and panic.
He always felt that something had happened with the knife just now.
But.
He couldn't feel any pain on his body.
He could hear the howling of the cold wind.
You can also see the panic of a dozen guards in front.
He should still be alive.
"puff!"
Bai Bugui just lucked out.
Just vomiting blood from the mouth.
Then...he covered his neck.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Bai Bugui murmured in his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.
But this throat seems to be leaking air.
There was nothing to say at all.
Until, everything went dark.
Bai Bugui's body fell into the air first.
Then, there was his head.
No one could see the head of the swordsman in black.
But he saw Bai Bugui's head.
Yuan Ye no longer loves fighting.
Turn around and run away.
Even a master like Bai Bugui could not kill the Tyrant Swordsman. How could he, an innate warrior, be able to block the Tyrant Swordsman's sword?
"puff!"
Yuan Ye only felt a pain in his body.
The energy in his body was instantly released.
His steps staggered.
Lower your head slightly.
The tip of a sword was exposed on his chest.
He saw the rage of the guards and rushed forward desperately.
However, it was too late.
He felt that his life was passing quickly, and that his heartbeat had slowed down.
Until, everything went dark.
"Bang."
Yuan Ye's body fell to the ground.
"Ahem."
Leng Wufeng covered his heart and coughed several times, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
call.
The cold wind suddenly blew from behind.
Leng Wufeng only saw a black figure rushing forward, followed by a blazing sword and screams.
Yuan Ye's dozen personal guards were directly massacred.
No one was standing.
The black-clothed swordsman finally turned his head, looked at him, then jumped a few times and disappeared into the woods.
Leng Wufeng coughed and walked towards the east courtyard.
Wait until he leaves.
Next to the rockery.
Xiao Yan appeared again.
"Boom."
Behind the rockery, the marble circular stone platform on the ground automatically opened.
It should be a mechanism pulling the stone platform, revealing the entrance to an underground passage.
Just a moment.
Xiao Sanbao and Jin Buhuan also arrived.
Beside them, there was a man in black robes, wearing a mask with a black face and a crescent between his eyebrows.
The man in black robe took one look and jumped down first.
Jin Buhuan followed closely behind.
Xiao Yan turned around and left.
The tyrant swordsman appeared in Xingyun Village and after killing everyone, he disappeared again.
After the fire broke out in Xingyun Village, Xiao Yan, the prince of Xiliang, followed the crowd out of Xingyun Village and returned to the capital soon after.
As for everything that happened behind Xingyun Village, it naturally had nothing to do with him.
After all, it’s not surprising that a place like Xingyun Village, which harbors filth and evil, and has so much money, is being targeted, right?
Gloomy weather.
There is no way to know what time it is.
Leng Wufeng left Xingyun Village with only a dozen people, each riding a fast horse.
They also carried a lot of gold and silver jewelry on their bodies.
This time, their goal has been achieved.
Three million gold.
Looted from warehouses such as the Colosseum and Qinhuai Garden.
Not long after they left.
Ten thousand guardsmen from Beizhen Fusi came in a hurry.
"Array up!"
"The blue flag puts out the fire, the white flag searches, and the black flag quickly attacks and kills. Anyone who causes trouble will be killed without mercy!"
The person leading the team saw the black smoke billowing from Xingyun Village, and his heart sank to the bottom.
Since the establishment of Xingyun Village.
I have never encountered such a huge man-made disaster.
Who is it? !
