The four of them were talking, and suddenly, the bell in Ye Sanlang's hand suddenly rang violently, and the other three were suddenly curious. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ye Saburo carefully looked at the frequency of the bell's vibration, and suddenly his face gradually became solemn.

"San Lang, what is this?" Bai Lingfeng asked.

"The surveillance circle I set up around is a little ghost watching around the palace. ”

"Little ghost, could it be said that the Dragon Gate can also be used by ghosts?"

"No, it's not, the ancestor of the Dragon Seeking Gate was originally a Taoist priest on the rivers and lakes, the director of the Bo family, and all kinds of side doors and left ways are recorded in the secret art of finding the dragon, and it is not the most important thirty-six secret techniques. ”

Cai Hang and Lei Maohao heard it in a fog, in their opinion, Ye Sanlang was not only a master of the rivers and lakes, but also a master of cultivation.

"And what does this bell mean?"

"When the bell rings, it represents the approach of humans with murderous intent, and the frequency of the bell vibration represents the number of people. ”

Bai Lingfeng was stunned, although he didn't understand this, he could also see that there were definitely a lot of people.

"How many?" he asked, trying.

"About fifty of them......

"Fifty ......" Bai Lingfeng gasped, but with their skills, it was reasonable to solve fifty, but why was Ye Sanlang so dignified?

"Could it be...... All of them are cultivators?"

Ye Saburo shook his head and said, "Where did so many cultivators come from, but they are all dead soldiers carefully cultivated by King Qing in the Yangzhou Mansion, they are not afraid of death, and their martial arts are strong. This time, he shook out all the belongings in Jiangnan, and he must be very afraid that Yang Zhao would reveal his ugly affairs, which would not only affect his fight for the crown prince, but might even be sentenced to death. ”

"Fifty dead soldiers!" Cai Hang was shocked to hear it, he had heard rumors about dead soldiers when he ran the rivers and lakes, and according to legend, he would select all kinds of helpless orphans from an early age, and then instill all kinds of extreme information from the psychological and physical aspects, and train them to become dead soldiers who are not afraid of death. Legend has it that a dead soldier can defeat a squad of ten people, and this is not groundless.

Bai Lingfeng glanced at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Cai Hang then remembered that the two people in front of him might be even more terrifying existences, and quickly shook his head.

Ye Saburo quickly stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go meet these so-called dead soldiers." ”

At night, the surroundings of Yangzhou Mansion were quiet, even a little scary, and even the sound of insects and birds disappeared without a trace.

Some black shadows slowly approached the wall, and after looking around, they climbed over the wall one by one, and it happened that two officials patrolled over, and one of the black shadows nodded, and suddenly two black shadows pounced, one left and one right, and broke their necks. The leader nodded, and everyone ran in the direction of the prison.

However, after they left, the bodies of the two servants slowly turned into wooden stakes, and two faint points of light slowly floated out of the wooden stakes and flew away to other places, but the black shadows did not notice them at all.

Inside the door of the cell, two servants were lying on the table, unaware of the incense wafting through the crack in the iron door, and it was not long before their snoring gradually stopped. At this moment, the cell door was breached by a strong force, and a group of dark shadows rushed in, as if they had taken the antidote and were not afraid of the previous incense.

The group went straight to the single room at the back, and the prisoners around them were all stunned by the previous drugs, and Yang Zhao in the single room at the end was the same, only to see him sitting against the wall in the haystack, shrugging his head.

The man who seemed to be the leader snorted at a person beside him, and the man stepped forward and pulled Yang Zhao up in a hurry, ready to confirm his face, who knew that the person was not Yang Zhao, he lifted the lifeless Lian, opened his big mouth, and spit out a large puff of mist. Several nearby black shadows inhaled the mist and fell to the ground with their eyes rolling in an instant.

The leader was taken aback, and immediately led everyone to quickly take a few steps back, and exclaimed, "Corpse poison!"

These people have been trained since childhood, and they have long been honed into a system that is not afraid of drugs, and those who are weak have long died on the training ground, but the corpse poison is extremely vicious, and normal humans can't resist at all.

"There's an ambush!" he shouted, hurriedly turning back, trying to lead the people to escape.

But suddenly countless hands reached out from the ground, and seized their hands and feet, and fixed them to the ground, unable to move. But suddenly there was a bright light on the leader's body, and those hands and feet suddenly let out a sharp scream, and they bounced away from him. He didn't care about his subordinates who were caught on the ground, and hurriedly ran forward.

However, outside the prison door, under the moonlit night in the dark night, four figures stood at the door, looking at him quietly.

He calmed down, stopped at the door of the cell, and stopped. Slowly, he let out a low voice: "Jin Tie!"

In the dark night, after a golden light flashed in his hand, a simple style of broadsword suddenly appeared in his hand.

Definitely a treasure, and a divine soldier!

Bai Lingfeng was also slightly shocked, he had seen Ye Sanlang's Longquan Sword, he knew that it was a treasure-level divine weapon, but this dead man actually had a divine weapon, although he could detect that the aura of the sword was much weaker than Longquan, but it was by no means ordinary.

Ye Saburo showed an appreciative look, nodded, and said, "Yes, it's a man, although I don't know what kind of past you have, but I can give you a good ending." ”

He stretched out his right hand and whispered, "Longquan!"

A green light flashed, and the Longquan Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and at the same time, it was very likely that Longquan's sword soul sensed the hostility from the other party, and a large sharp aura burst out from the sword body, extremely strong. Bai Lingfeng was taken aback, and he followed

"Very good, my Longquan also has a fighting spirit, let's fight. ”

The man nodded, raised his knife, made a good posture, and in the next moment, he pounced, but in an instant, he was already less than five steps away from Ye Sanlang, and even Bai Lingfeng didn't see his speed clearly at all.

The corners of Ye Sanlang's mouth went up, and with a wave of his right hand, Long Quan and Jin Tie collided together, making a huge metal clashing sound, and at the same time, a circle of qi waves spread around the two of them. The three people around Ye Saburo were suddenly blown away by the air wave for more than ten steps.

In the next moment, the two of them retracted their knives at the same time, and in just a short moment, there were already dozens of mutual strikes, but Bai Lingfeng and the others couldn't see the figures of the two at all, at most, they could hear the sound of metal clashing.

These two men fought for a long time, and there was no sign of them using swordsmanship or knife techniques at all, relying entirely on speed and skill to fight for their lives.

I don't know how long it has been, and even the surrounding area is full of officials, and they are all quietly waiting for the result. The duel between these two people was like a dream to them, and it was simply not like a mortal, which strengthened their worship of Ye Saburo.

Suddenly, a sound of metal shattering came, and the air was full of metal fragments, Bai Lingfeng saw it clearly this time, and he shouted: "Win!"