Chapter Twenty-Six: A Familiar Voice, an Unfamiliar Face

In the moment of life and death, the change in the tide of battle is often in an instant.

This is in line with the truth that one son is wrong and loses all the games.

Li Xingyun likes to play chess and is good at chess, so he knows this truth very well, and he will not miss this opportunity.

He knew that Ahri had bought him a short time, but he still seized this brief moment when he was re-burned, and tore the gap with his bare hands, saving his life.

He silently twisted the sword technique in his mouth, which was the sword technique used by the disciples of the Kunlun Mountain Sword Pavilion to resist the sword.

Although his comprehension of the sword is not as good as that of the Kunlun Sword Pavilion Sect, he can still use this sword technique. Because he is a disciple of Liuzi, and because he knows how to follow the law.

He doesn't know how to use the sword, but he can use his words to achieve the effect of the sword.

The sword trick was silently twisted in his mouth.

The iron sword that fell on the street had an induction, and after a period of frequent violent trembling, it turned into a streamer and flew into Li Xingyun's hand.

......

Ahri and the black-clad leader were anxiously together.

Five black-clad killers armed with long knives cut Ahri's back path.

Li Xingyun held the iron sword bought by two or three and a half dollars in his hand and decided to fight hard: "The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky." ”

He didn't shout, he didn't sing.

He is still silently twisting the sword trick in his mouth, silently twisting the sword trick of the big river.

The sword in his hand drew a line in front of him in mid-air, a straight line.

That's the thread, and it's the spatial rift.

This crack seemed to cut the bank of the heavenly river, and when the sword fell, I saw the turbulent water of the heavenly river rolling in the clouds like thousands of horses and thousands of troops, and then broke the embankment and fell.

Under the remnant sun, there is naturally no heavenly river in the sky, let alone the water that bursts the embankment. The waterfall that flowed down was the sword qi that Li Xingyun had condensed from the embankment.

The-breaking sword qi tore open the crack that Li Xingyun had slashed open, annihilating the golden remnant sun, and slamming on the five black-clothed killers with long knives like a waterfall.

These five people are all cultivators of the Miao Dao realm. In fact, their personal average strength and even actual combat ability are above Li Xingyun, who held the sword for the first time. But at this moment, they couldn't withstand the impact of this majestic and violent sword qi.

The sword qi came rushing in.

Their black robes were scarred by the harsh wind.

Countless tiny scars appeared on the robes with blood, on the arms and on the face. The sword qi cut off their hair and cut off the knife in their hands.

The long knives in the hands of the five people broke one after another, and the five people were rushed out by this sword qi with a look of horror.

Blood splattered in the setting sun.

Li Xingyun landed smoothly.

Ahri was forced to retreat by the black-clothed leader with a Liyang flag, retreated in front of him, and coincidentally bumped into Li Xingyun's arms.

Ahri looked a little embarrassed.

"How are you?" Li Xingyun asked with concern as he hugged Ahri and looked at the blood stains hanging from the corners of Ahri's mouth.

Although Li Xingyun is not familiar with Ahri, let alone has no friendship.

But she is Ling'er's sister after all.

The two of them are fighting side by side this time. What's more, if it weren't for Ahri to create an opportunity for him, I'm afraid he would only be able to visit his hometown on Huangquan Road now.

The act of ungrateful discarding his teammates and ignoring it, Li Xingyun, a scholar who has been trained in etiquette since childhood, can't do it.

After a short battle, Ahri had roughly figured out that the cultivation strength of the black-clothed leader was vaguely above his own. In addition, the other party had a divine soldier in his hand who specialized in restraining the Yuan Shen Realm cultivator to become a master, which made her quite jealous and unable to use all her strength.

Although the scholar had only eliminated the remaining five killers with one sword, after all, he had also been slapped by the black-clothed leader, and the current situation of the two of them was afraid that it would be difficult to defeat the person in front of them.

Ahri's judgment of the situation is clear.

A killer like her, who wanders on the edge of life and death all the year round, has a very keen sense of smell of death, and she has been lonely and dependent on her sister Ling'er since she was a child, and she cherishes her life more than ordinary people.

She didn't want to throw the life of her good years in this ruined town with no traces.

She abruptly grabbed the inexplicable Li Xingyun's wrist, unfolded her figure and ran along the street towards the deeper part of the town.

The black-clothed leader put away his sword, glanced coldly at the subordinates who fell to the ground, looked at the direction in which Ahri and Li Xingyun fled, and chased after him with a muffled snort.

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The remnant sun is like blood, dyeing the earth red.

An eagle flew in the red sky, and the eagle circled around the outskirts of the town a few times, looking down at the game of chasing and fleeing in the streets and alleys of the town below for a long time without any results, and then felt bored and left in search of a wider and freer sky.

In the streets and alleys of the deserted town, Li Xingyun and Ahri, who were busy running for their lives, naturally did not see the eagle in the sky.

They only noticed that the black-clad leader behind them was getting closer and closer to them.

1,000 steps, 800 steps, 500 steps...... One hundred steps, fifty steps...... Danger is looming.

Only then did Li Xingyun understand that the gap in their realm cultivation between them was too great, and they couldn't get rid of this person at all.

Since you can't get rid of it, let's just fight!

A sword light flew from behind him. The sword light was like thunder and lightning, separating Li Xingyun and Ahri.

Ahri's feet made a long mark on the ground to stabilize his body.

Li Xingyun directly hit the pillar in front of the broken temple.

The black-clothed leader appeared in front of him with a sword in one hand and a Liyang banner in the other.

He looked at Li Xingyun with a hint of ridicule in his eyes, and said with a cold snort: "Throw yourself into the net!"

Li Xingyun and Ahri really did not escape from this man's clutches.

Can you think that this can be regarded as a self-defeating net?

Li Xingyun, who was wondering to himself, coughed up blood, blood that was redder than the remnant sun.

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps coming from the abandoned temple behind him.

Li Xingyun was slightly shocked in his heart, could it be that there are still people alive in this town?

He looked back in surprise.

He saw a series of nearly ten figures, ten of them wearing black robes, obviously the same figure as the black-clothed leader, and entered the line of sight.

He finally understood what it meant to be in a trap!

It turned out that he had been running around and running for so long, but in the end, he accidentally broke into the real lair of this group of guys of unknown origin. Throwing yourself into the net is really a very apt description.

Li Xingyun, who was pale, looked up at Ahri with his sword in his hand, with concern in his eyes.

Ahri had apparently also noticed the ten black-robed figures in the temple.

She looked up.

Among the ten figures that walked out of the temple, someone suddenly said with a look of surprise: "Second brother?"

The second brother was not calling someone else, it was the black-clothed leader who was holding the Liyang flag.

The black-clad leader nodded, "Yes." ”

Then the person who called the second brother glanced around.

He saw Li Xingyun's back.

Li Xingyun also happened to turn his head to look at him, looking at his silver-white mask.

The moment the two looked at each other, the man's heart trembled slightly.

(PS: It's been a long time since I chat.) Alas, I've been thinking hard about whether to leave my job lately, and the work is really boring. I want to change to a job that doesn't require overtime, so that I can have more time code. It's so sad. )