Countless life-and-death battles made Yan Li's body react faster than he realized. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He suddenly lay backwards, dodging the driver's knife, and at the same time slapped his hands downward, and his feet flicked upwards like bowstrings, and a "bang" sound hit the coachman's chin.

The coachman was in pain, and the whole person involuntarily rose into the air.

Yan Li took advantage of the situation and did a backflip, fell to the roof of the carriage, slightly shortened, and made a sword drawing motion to the left with his right hand, without a sword at his waist, but the sword slipped from his sleeve.

As soon as his mind moved, the thin vitality of the dantian stored in his chest suddenly surged towards his right arm, and his right arm was like adding a thousand powers, and there was vitality injected into the long sword, and the sword body emitted a faint white light.

Yuan Qi can be freely controlled, as long as there are meridian nodes scattered throughout the body, that position will be greatly strengthened, and the same is true for the long sword.

Several actions in one go.

The corners of Yan Li's mouth were lightly raised, and the body of "Zheng" roared softly, and the long sword drew a semi-circular arc of cold light in the void with lightning speed.

Laugh at!

The coachman's head rose to the sky, blood spurted from the cut like a spring, and fell to the ground.

The streets screamed like an ant's nest.

At this time, the upside-down carriage "banged" and split apart, and several black-clothed people shot out from it, holding different weapons, viciously slaughtering them.

If a practitioner does not stimulate his vitality, it will be difficult to discern his identity.

Although these people have no vitality fluctuations, they are not necessarily ordinary people.

Take Yan Li as an example, he is a six-rank martial artist, and he has initially opened up the middle dantian, which can store a small amount of vitality, but as long as it is not stimulated, he looks like an ordinary person.

However, his eyes are naturally different and can see things that ordinary people can't.

He glanced at them and quickly judged the strength of the six assassins. The first five have only one seventh-rank martial artist, and the rest are ordinary people who have not even awakened their real names, and their moves are also very rough, but they are fierce enough, like outlaws;

The thought was like lightning, and at this time, the Pu knife in the hand of the first person had been cut down.

Yan Li also somehow moved and turned around, making the Pu knife slash into the air, and at the same time controlling the vitality to converge on his right shoulder and hit it backwards.

The man let out a "wow", didn't spit out, and his chest became more and more dull, and he was groggy for a while.

Yan Li sneered, leaned back with his left hand, grabbed his chest, threw a circle like a puppet, "bang" a few times, and kicked the three of them one after another by his feet.

The seven-rank martial artist also used a knife, but it was a slender and long Miao knife.

Just when the three of them screamed and landed, he had already held the knife in both hands, and took advantage of the gap to burst in, stabbing Yan Li in the heart.

Yan Li didn't think about it, and used the puppet in his hand as a shield to block it.

The seven-rank martial artist's eyes were ruthless, and he showed no mercy to his accomplices, directly piercing his body, his momentum was unabated, and the target was still Yan Li's heart.

However, he greatly underestimated Yan Li, as early as when his sword pierced through his accomplice's body, Yan Li's sword had already passed under the armpit of the shield under the cover of the shield.

The eyes of the seven-rank martial artist were suddenly pierced by a cold light, and before he could react, he was pierced in the heart first.

At this point, three of the seven assassins died, three were stunned, and only the last six-rank martial artist remained.

Like a hunter, that Liupin had been waiting for Yan Li to reveal his flaws, so when Yan Li took out his sword, he also moved.

He used a sword, which was not ordinary, and sharpened iron like clay. The vitality was like a white thunderbolt, piercing Yan Li's head.

He thought he had seized the opportunity to kill with one blow, but he didn't know that the relationship between the hunter and the prey was often reversed in an instant.

When the shield was about to fall, Yan Li's left middle finger suddenly rose and clamped a blade of the Miao knife that had passed through the body.

With a miserable scream, the right shoulder of the sixth rank suddenly flowed blood, and the long sword came out of his hand.

He fell to the ground, glared at Yan Li in hatred, and fled without looking back.

He couldn't understand it, how could the difference in strength be so big for the same martial artist six ranks?

In fact, in addition to his rich experience in fighting, Yan Li also has the ability to gain insight into opportunities.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can we understand the situation. Yan Li first judged the strength of the enemy at first sight, and then formulated countermeasures, inviting the opponent into the urn step by step.

Yan Li kept his life, naturally wanting to see who used this method to greet him.

He drew his sword, shook off the blood, and disappeared into his sleeve like a snake. He fell down, hung upside down on his feet, reached into the carriage, took the package, and chased after him.

Soon after Yan Li caught up, two women got out of a carriage parked behind him, followed him, and also chased after him.

The six pins staggered into a narrow alley, and at the end there was a beautiful woman in her early forties who had been waiting for a long time, and when she saw him coming, her face was slightly happy, and she hurriedly greeted him with two steps: "He's dead?"

Liupin knelt down in front of the beautiful woman, took off his face scarf, and said ashamedly: "Madam, the subordinates are useless......"

The beautiful woman was full of resentment, and she slapped him in the face despite the blood flowing from his right shoulder: "Waste! I can't even kill a little beast, what use do I want you?"

After speaking, his face was full of sadness, "The little beast killed by God, Shao'er Rong'er who killed me, even the master was tragically killed by him, if I can't avenge them, what face do I have to live in this world!"

"It turned out to be Mrs. Chai. ”

Liupin subconsciously raised his head, but it was too late, only to feel a pain in his neck, and his consciousness sank into darkness.

"You...... Who are you......" The beautiful woman saw a person descending from the sky, and the neck of her own guard was twisted half a circle, and she couldn't help but be shocked, and retreated again and again.

Of course, it was Yan Li, and he had a playful smile on his face, "Isn't it funny that you sent someone to kill me, but you don't know who I am?"

The beautiful woman's face suddenly turned pale, and she involuntarily screamed: "My brother is Jing Zhaoyin, if you kill me, he will not let you go!"

Yan Li approached her step by step, sighed, and said, "You are the sister of Jing Zhaoyin, but the meeting place with your family's guards was chosen here, which means that you bought the murder of me, and that adult didn't know about it at all, how did he know that you died in my hands?"

The beautiful woman's face was suddenly full of despair.

"I don't want anyone to know unless I do. At this moment, two women suddenly turned around the corner behind the beautiful woman.

The one who walked in front was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with two pigtails, bright teeth, bright eyes, a round and red face, and a grin: "This is what my young lady said." ”

The young lady in her mouth should be the woman behind her.

This woman is about 20 years old, her steps are calm, she lands almost silently, she is dressed in a white robe without any modification, a snow-white jade flute is pinned to her waist, her black hair is tied behind her head at will, her fair face is not whitewashed, and there is a charm of everyone in her simplicity.

Her appearance is slightly inferior to Li Xiangjun, but she has an indifferent and quiet temperament, as if she is a transcendent and enlightened person, as long as she looks at her, her impetuous heart will calm down.

What is particularly attractive is her eyes, spotless, like pure and immaculate glass amber, which makes people marvel in their hearts, the purest place in the world is nothing more than this.

However, these almost perfect eyes lack the agility that ordinary people should have, and if you look closely, you will find that her gaze is not focused at all.

In other words, she was blind.

Yan Li only looked at it and knew that she was not only blind, but also a first-class martial artist with the same cultivation as Yan Chaoyang. I don't know why, the breath on Yipinwufu's body can't hide it from him.

At such an age, with such cultivation, no matter how stupid she is, she should know that her origin is not unusual.

The woman held Nirvana in her hand, opened her mouth lightly, and said: "The disciple of Liulin Zen Academy, if you are a floating figure, you have seen the two donors, Hongchen has been troubled, why bother to repay the wrongs, please look at the thin surface of the floating map, how about just stopping?"

When the voice first heard it, it felt like a mist, as if it was floating from above the nine heavens, making people feel helpless in their hearts. But if you taste it carefully, the heart lake is like a gentle breeze, and it is like a hollow valley orchid, echoing over and over again, only to feel more and more pleasant, more and more beautiful.

Liulin Monastery is located in Youzhou in the northwest, and has been close to the royal family for generations, although it is not the state religion, it has an extremely high status in the imperial dynasty.

The beautiful woman's face was overjoyed, and she rushed over in a hurry, and said: "Yuan, it turned out to be Xiao Boshu, please save my life, my brother is Jing Zhaoyin, and there will be a heavy reward afterwards!"

The name is like thunder.

This girl is blind and can't see the filth under the sky, but she has made a glass heart. She awakened her true name at the age of five, and at the age of thirteen, she broke through the three realms of the Great Brahma, the most talented disciple in the history of the Liulin Monastery, and the only layman who could practice the "Great Brahma Heart Sutra" in the past hundred years. Emperor Qi began to walk the world with one person and one flute in the ninth year, everywhere, with compassion, personally mediated more than 100 disputes, and even persuaded 17 extremely vicious bandits, but these are not the most amazing.

What really made her famous in the world was a small village in Yuanzhou. At that time, the village was in danger of being slaughtered by the desolate people, and the nearby defenders were weak and still waiting for reinforcements.

When the reinforcements rushed in, they saw only unscathed Prajna Futu and villagers worshipping the gods.

This kind of almost deified deeds has completely achieved the Prajna Futu, and since then, it has the nickname of "Little Boshu", also known as Boshu layman.

"Who doesn't want your reward?" the small, round-faced girl stopped the beautiful woman and glared at her, "Don't defile my young lady with vulgar things." ”

"Yes Yes ......"

"Koharu, don't be rude. Prajna Futu said softly.

"Miss, this woman is cheesy, so I won't let her come near you!" the little girl was as fierce as a tigress guarding a calf, and her hands were on her hips, glaring at the beautiful woman who was trying to hide behind the Buddha Buddha.

Yan Li stopped about nine feet away from the beautiful woman, and said leisurely: "The Boshu monk came to Yongling at this time, is it for the assessment of the inner courtyard of the academy?"

When the little girl heard this, she snorted from her nostrils, and said with a sense of pride in her disdain, "How could my young lady participate in that kind of cheesy assessment, and now the saint has written a handwritten letter to ask my young lady to serve as a teacher in the inner courtyard." ”

When the beautiful woman heard this, her beautiful eyes flashed, she turned around and shouted fearlessly: "Little brute, do you dare to kill people in front of the teacher?"

Yan Li smiled slightly and did not speak.

With the identity of a martial artist and a teacher, probably no one thinks that he still dares to do it, not even Prajna Futu himself.

But suddenly, Yan Li moved.

At the moment when the beautiful woman's words fell, the vitality in his body did not move, relying on the strength of his flesh, he suddenly reached out and slid out of his sleeve sword almost at the same time.

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With a terrible scream, a large puddle of blood exploded from the beautiful woman's back, spraying the little girl's head and face.