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Dengcao Hutong picks up the land number courtyard.

Yun Mengze's hand was surrounded by a green and faint sigil, and with a wave of his hand, it turned into four ghostly fires, jumping in his palm. His originally pale face was glowing with an eerie aura under the firelight, making him look like an extremely evil ghost crawling out of hell.

"What kind of person ...... you 'black yarn'?" Yun Mengze pointed at Han Jiangliu and said casually, as if Han Jiangliu was not the left protector of the black yarn at all, but just a little-known person, and a green flame was also burning on his fingertips, pointing directly at the other party's nose at the moment, even if he was a fool, he could feel his provocation.

Han Jiangliu sneered: "I also said where did you come from, it turned out to be those guys in a heavy building who can only pretend to be ghosts!"

"Those who pretend to be gods are better than you. Yun Mengze didn't take the other party's ridicule to heart at all, but returned the color without showing weakness, "Just give you something, and you will jump into the trap." Even if you are so stubborn, you dare to brazenly say that you are the 'No. 1 Assassin Alliance in the World'?! Go back and wash and sleep as soon as possible, and in a while the face of the entire Xianmen will be lost by you!"

Han Jiangliu was furious, he looked at Yun Mengze's appearance, although he sat in the position of a ghost envoy, he was just a junior, and he dared to speak disrespectfully to him. He held the position of the left protector of the Dharma in the black gauze gate, which was originally a position under one person, and he was either a subordinate or came to beg him to kill someone, and no one had ever dared to speak to him so rudely.

Yun Mengze secretly snickered, with the kind of temperament exuded by Han Jiangliu, he had already seen that this person's status in the sect should not be low, and there were naturally very few people who dared to disobey him. The better way to deal with them is to provoke them verbally; once they are angry, they are prone to confusion, and it is much easier to start doing it again.

Lin Xiao was half-lying on the old rocking chair and swaying, and the rocking chair would make a "babbling" sound every time it was shaken, and it seemed that it might fall apart in the next second, but Lin Xiao was still shaking happily, and while adjusting his posture with the swing of the rocking chair, he added fuel to the fire and said: "You just understand, after all, when you Soul Chasing Pavilion started killing the first person, their sect master may not have been born yet!"

Han Jiangliu almost crushed the handle of the knife he was holding in his hand: "The surname Lin, you are less flamboyant, no matter what, you must die tonight!"

Lin Xiao sneered: "Is it because I have lost my memory for a long time? Or have you people in the four-story building begun to believe in idealism? Let's talk about some practical good, okay - you go back and open your dog eyes to take a good look, do you really think you can kill me tonight?!"

Han Jiangliu was stunned when he heard this, and then he realized that except for the voices of a few of them talking, there had been no other sound in the courtyard for a while. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, and hurriedly turned his head to take a look, only to see Changfeng, dressed in black, standing not far behind him with a cold face, and the people he brought with him were all beaten by this young swordsman at this moment, and they were rolling all over the ground - more than a dozen people besieged a young man who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, and none of them succeeded!

Han Jiangliu's face became extremely ugly, at first he thought that Lin Xiao was the only one there, and felt that this time the action was stable; then Changfeng appeared, and his subordinates attacked him in groups, he felt that as long as he entangled the sword servant, Lin Xiao would still be unable to escape death; and then Yun Mengze appeared, he began to feel that things were a little tricky; now all his subordinates had fallen under Changfeng's hands, and the situation directly changed from "ten to one" to "one to three" , not to mention killing Lin Xiao tonight, I'm afraid it's not easy to get out of this quadrangle.

"So be it. Lin Xiao said, "This is in China, pay attention to traditional virtues, see that you are older than us, we will respect the old and love the young, it is not difficult for you to be an old man." If you play a game with him, if you win, you can take my life as you like, but if you lose, you and your people don't bother me again. As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Yun Mengze.

Han Jiangliu narrowed his eyes subtly, and said in a gloomy voice: "Boy, what are you...... Putting water on me, giving me water is playing with fire!"

Lin Xiao said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about this, boy, I have played with more fire, just with your old dry firewood, it may not be able to burn my hands if it is all burned!"

Yun Mengze frowned and said, "What are you doing? You don't want to be a good 'three dozen one', in case I capsize in the gutter, won't your life be in vain?!"

Lin Xiao said: "It's okay, he can't kill me if you lose." As he spoke, he glanced at Changfeng.

Lin Xiao played a word game with Han Jiangliu: he said that if Yun Mengze lost, the other party could take his life at will, but there were no additional conditions; Therefore, whether Yun Mengze wins or loses, the situation will not change in any way.

If Han Jiangliu knew this idea in Lin Xiao's heart, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood, but he was eager to win at the moment, how could he think of this kind of joint, and he agreed without thinking about it at the moment: "Okay, then it's a decision!"

Lin Xiao tried his best to hide the expression of "the treacherous plan succeeded" on his face, coughed twice, and said, "Changfeng, you come over to me to make room for the two of them;

"Okay, let me first learn the tricks of the black screen door!" Yun Mengze roared, raised his right hand, and the green and faint rune in his hand carried the sound of devil crying, and the four green flames that were transformed into four green flames turned into a sharp arrow-like shape under the aggregation and compression of true qi, tearing the wind and shooting out, blocking the action of the upper and lower roads of the cold river. As long as the opponent makes a move, then at least one of the four sigils will definitely hit him. This glove Lu Yun Mengze had used it when he was fighting against Hongchen, and it was his usual move, which could test the opponent's bottom line to a certain extent.

At the beginning, this move was deflated by Hongchen, because Hongchen herself was a sword spirit, and the sword qi on her body had already reached the realm of "selflessness" with her thousand-year-old forging and cultivation, and it was condensed at the moment when she faced the enemy, sealing all the incoming moves to death, not allowing Yun Mengze to have the slightest chance to be tempted.

But the cold river flow is not red dust!

He was neither a sword spirit nor a body protector sword qi.

When Yun Mengze popped out the talisman fire, he waved the long knife in his hand, slashed out several sword winds in the air, and slashed down three of the four green and faint flames that flew in the wind at once. Just as the blade was about to touch the fourth flame, Yun Mengze suddenly smiled slightly, his right hand was hidden behind his back, and he stretched out his fingers and gently drew a semicircle;

The change of direction of this flame was only in an instant, the sky was dark at the moment, and there was no other light in the courtyard of this courtyard, even Lin Xiao and Changfeng, who were behind Yun Mengze, did not notice the small movements he was hiding behind him, let alone the cold river flowing in the middle of the game. The flame crashed directly into the crook of his arm, although it was just a tentative trick and had no power, but the point of the flame happened to be the "Qi Ze Acupoint" on the crook of the arm, and a scorching force penetrated into the acupoint, and the whole arm was numb in an instant.

Yun Mengze's face looked blank, but in fact, the moment he hit his opponent, he couldn't help but have a little fluctuation in his heart. It seemed that it only took a slight turn of his finger to turn the flame, but it was a method that he had tried countless times to master.

And the imaginary enemy of his move is still Hongchen.

In the battle of the nightmare incident, Yun Mengze was defeated very badly. Although he already knew that his opponent was a sword spirit cultivated for thousands of years, he thought that he could finally drag the battle into a stalemate, so that he could be regarded as a glorious defeat. Unexpectedly, Hongchen first used his sword qi to protect his body to block the fire of the talisman he sent, and then directly ended the duel with a move "Chaotic Red Twilight". Yun Mengze asked himself that in his life, he had never lost so completely, so that he didn't even have a little room to fight back.

After forming an alliance with the Sword Sect, there was naturally no need to confront Hongchen in a short period of time. But Yun Mengze still summed up the lessons of failure in time, he carefully deduced his tricks, and found out the flaws and loopholes, thus changing the unchanging casting trajectory of the talisman, making it more flexible.

In this way, even if someone can use extremely domineering internal and external kung fu to disperse the talisman he issued, he can also drive the steering of the talisman in time to find the opponent's flaws. After this method was studied, it had not yet undergone a drill in actual combat, but now that Han Jiangliu had sent it to his door, he had suddenly become a completely live target.

Yun Mengze gently blew on his fingers and sneered: "How is it?

Han Jiangliu shook his numb arm, and spit out a breath of turbidity with a "ha", everyone thought that he was put on a junior by a junior, and he should be emotional. Unexpectedly, his face did not change, and he was like two people who were thunderous before, only to see him flick the long knife, slam his wrist luck, the blade flashed out of his hand with cold light, and a move "meteor chasing the moon" went straight towards Yun Mengze.

This knife is extremely fast, but the trick itself is very commonplace. Yun Mengze leaned sideways slightly, and then flashed the knife that was thrown, he reacted with great speed, turned around and followed the trick of "probing the bag and fetching things", and held the long knife in his hand before it landed. When he turned around again, he saw that Han Jiangliu also turned around, but not to escape, but to pick up a long box from a subordinate who had fallen to the ground.

Seeing this, Lin Xiao suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but secretly say: "It's not good, he wants to make the iron pipa!"

Thinking of this, he saw a long roar of the cold river, and the strength of both palms at the same time shook the box into pieces, and then a handful of fine iron fell into his hands. Han Jiangliu caught the iron pipa with both hands, grabbed the strings and flicked it hard, only to hear the sound of "Zheng", and a disturbing pipa sound sounded.

"Ambush on All Sides", killing intent is everywhere!

Changfeng condensed a sword qi in time to protect Lin Xiao's body, forming a sound barrier wall barrier similar to the "Bibo Sword Prison", preventing him from being disturbed by the sound rhythm.

Yun Mengze didn't have this kind of treatment, the moment the pipa strings sounded, his whole body was shocked, and he only felt that his consciousness suddenly became in a trance. By the time he bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to come to his senses, Han Jiangliu had already picked up the iron pipa and hit him with his head and face.

If it is smashed this time, then Yun Mengze will inevitably end up with a brain burst. He knew that if he took this step back, he would definitely be able to avoid it, but the other party would definitely follow step by step, and the scene would be passive at that time. Yun Mengze gritted his teeth, turned his heart sideways, and instead of retreating, he strode forward and slammed into Han Jiangliu's chest.

Han Jiangliu couldn't help but be startled, and when he saw Yun Mengze hit his head and was menacing, he subconsciously dodged to the side, and only after dodging did he realize it - the smash fell into the air with his own movements, which naturally allowed the other party to escape a catastrophe.

Han Jiangliu couldn't help but feel angry, but he also admired that the other party really had the courage to get out of the crisis. He spun around and twisted the strings again, ready to pluck the tune a second time.

Yun Mengze no longer gave him this chance, at the moment when the cold river twisted the pipa strings, he picked up another fallen long knife from the ground with lightning speed, holding a knife in each hand, and the blades intersected and slashed hard, making a "choking" stabbing sound.

Although the sound of the blades clashing is not disturbing, the sound of metal slashing against each other is extremely sharp and unpleasant, especially under the urging of internal forces, and the sound like sharp thorns oppresses everyone's eardrums. Before Han Jiangliu could flick his fingers and pluck the pipa strings, the stabbing sound made his scalp tingle, and he couldn't help but free up a hand and cover his ears.

Yun Mengze's left hand shook, and the knife in his hand shot out, and it was also a move "Meteor Catching the Moon", thrown at the opponent's chest. Han Jiangliu still felt a little buzzing in his ears at this moment, so he covered his ears with one hand and shook the iron pipa with the other hand to block. His arm strength was amazing, and the pipa made of fine iron was thrown without any sluggishness, and directly hit the long knife thrown by Yun Mengze.

Lin Xiao, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, suddenly smiled: "Beware that this wave is going to be gone!"

Lin Xiao's voice was not loud, but it was enough for Han Jiangliu to hear it. Han Jiangliu was still thinking about what trick to make next, and suddenly heard Lin Xiao say this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and thought to himself: "What 'have' or 'gone'? Is this talking about me? or talking about him?"

Han Jiangliu hurriedly raised the iron pipa to block, but saw that Yun Mengze's knife was not cut at his body, but a false shaking; the blade was full of true qi, and he pulled it in the air, and when he raised the knife again, the blade in his hand had already stuck to the long knife on the ground that was smashed by the iron pipa, and the two knives relied on the attachment and attraction of internal force to stick together, and swept straight towards the iron pipa in Han Jiangliu's hand.

Han Jiangliu snorted, stretched out his hand to hold the long handle of the iron pipa, and "swept away thousands of armies" with one move, directly slapping away the opponent's long knife that was glued from the ground with internal force. Yun Mengze took advantage of the situation, opened a "big and flat" posture, and put a knife on the iron pipa, and pulled it backhand. Han Jiangliu waved his hand again and flicked the iron pipa, forcing Yun Mengze, who was too close, to take three or four steps back, and then he put his hand back on the strings, and the pipa sound was ready to start.

Unexpectedly, his fingers hit the strings, and even a few strokes fell into the air. Han Jiangliu's heart suddenly sank, and he hurriedly lowered his head to look at the iron pipa in his hand;

The strings on this iron lute, I don't know when, have been broken by Yun Mengze with a knife!

【To be continued】