There were more than forty Tibetans in dark red robes, standing on the wall, already surrounding the entire courtyard, all of them with faces as cold as iron, their eyes fierce, staring at Su Ziyu fiercely.

Such a huge battle should have been powerful and extremely dynamic, but it was silently surrounded on all sides, and it was not discovered by Su Ziyu until he approached the courtyard, which shows that these people are well-trained and extraordinary, and they are by no means ordinary rabble.

"These Tibetans are all fierce and vicious, and they do not have the simplicity and kindness of ordinary herdsmen and Tibetans, and I am afraid that they have a lot of blood on their hands, which is not a good thing! No wonder they all say that the secret religion is huge, and in this cold and sparsely populated place, it can bring a large number of people. ”

Su Ziyu's nose twitched slightly, far beyond ordinary people's sense of smell, and he vaguely sensed the smell of evil and blood on their bodies. He walked all the way, completely in a hurry, only a general direction, no fixed route, and did not sense that anyone was tracking him, the only possibility was that the secret sect used a huge information network and manpower to pass on the news about himself.

So when they entered the West Sea, they were finally discovered by their people, and they cast a big net to search, and they found this place.

Such a huge network of forces was by no means formed in a day or two, and Su Ziyu knew that he was just at the right time.

"That's right, Envoy Yan, it's him, who destroyed our channels and lost a lot of goods!"

The middle-aged man standing beside the blonde young man said viciously, this middle-aged man is naturally Sun Wuyang, who was snooped on by the puppet in the cultural relics on the outskirts of Beijing, and was frightened away by the thunder.

In fact, when he saw Su Ziyu for the first time, he was also taken aback. Compared with the previous tall and heroic appearance, the current Suzi language temperament has changed, due to the long-term Bigu convincing. Although the divine light is restrained, the skin is tightly clinging to the muscles, and it looks like an indescribable luster, as tough and vibrant as steel, but walking barefoot. He was dressed in an old linen robe, more modest and inconspicuous than the ascetics who knelt down along the lake.

"Give you thirty seconds to think about where the things you took from the basement are and where they are, and you can confess them one by one, although you still have to die, but you can suffer a little less. ”

The blonde-haired envoy Yan has deep facial features and flashing green eyes. It is reminiscent of the ghost fire in the deep mountain cemetery, and he almost does not dare to look at him. When he speaks, he is wrapped and bound like a spider spinning silk, and it is dense and layered, grabbing the mind.

"A bunch of unsightly rats take themselves too seriously. Su Ziyu sneered.

No matter how long the history of the secret religion is, no matter how huge the development is, it has penetrated into all walks of life and high-ranking official consortia. After all, it can only be lurking, out of public attention. Not daring to confront official forces on the open side is very telling.

"Presumptuous! You are looking for death!" Sun Wuyang was furious, as if he didn't expect him to be surrounded and dare to be fearless, and even ridiculed him.

"If you think that with the protection of the Special Defense Agency, you can not die, but you are very wrong. The majesty of the Esoteric Cult. Not everyone can be offended. My White Bone Excalibur still lacks a main god, seeing that your qi and blood are restrained, and your body is like steel, you can barely use it when you draw out your soul. Envoy Yan shook his head, and actually looked at Su Ziyu with a kind of pity, as if he was already a dead man.

"Kill him!"

His voice had just fallen. The Tibetans who were originally standing on the four earthen walls with their hands down all made the same action in an instant, reached into their arms, took out their cold pistols, and pulled the trigger towards Su Ziyu in front of the door.

The movements of these Tibetans are all engraved in a mold, which is extremely fast and concise, as if they have been tempered for a thousand times, and they have completed the actions of reaching out, pulling out guns, and shooting in less than half a second!

There is no hesitation and sluggishness.

Bang bang bang!

Dense gunshots rang out, and the strong smell of gunpowder permeated, stimulating people's snorts, and the murderous intent was strong.

However, it wasn't until the bullet came out of the chamber that they found that Su Ziyu's figure had disappeared from sight.

The action of pulling out the gun and shooting is fast, but Su Ziyu's action is faster, how sensitive his mind is, he has reached the realm of the golden wind and the prophet of the cicada, the moment these people reached out to draw their guns, they sensed the threat and dodged in advance.

Bullets from all directions rained down on the land, splashing dust all over the sky, rolling and agitating, and in a blink of an eye, they actually rose ten meters high, covering most of the courtyard, and it was dim and yellow, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Even these Tibetans with superb marksmanship can only subconsciously shoot indiscriminately, as if to block Su Ziyu's movement.

The flying bullets pierced into the yellow mist and dust, but they were like mud cows entering the sea, unable to set off the slightest wave, and I don't know if they hit the target or not.

With their intentions and inductions, how could they be able to penetrate the dust and mist to capture Su Ziyu's movements.

For a moment, nothing could be heard or seen except the dense gunfire, as if his whole person had disappeared out of thin air, and a strong uneasiness surged in everyone's hearts.

Although the rain of bullets is intensive, it will not roll up the dust more than ten meters high in the sky!

The tumbling loess became more and more intense, and in a few breaths, it was completely impossible to see the situation in the courtyard.

In addition to some scattered stone piers and shelves in this courtyard, there is hardly any hiding place, surrounded by Tibetan gunmen on all sides, even Su Ziyu feels the pressure, not to mention the nuns of the Lotus Nunnery behind them, they can't retreat into the house if they don't want to involve the innocent people.

His figure curled up in a ball, hunched over his shoulders, clinging to the ground like a tiger, and his strong aura swept up the dust of the place he passed with the engulfment of the pores around him, constantly rolling and rolling, making the scene more and more chaotic.

With the rolling breath that came out of his mind, not only blew up the dust and sand and gravel in pieces, but also like a violent wind rolling catkins, making Su Ziyu's body completely light, and suddenly, it moved horizontally and floated far away, silently flashing under the courtyard wall on the left, and his palm poked out like lightning upwards.

After exercising enough strength, there seems to be no gap between the skin and the musculoskeletal on the surface of the palm, and it is integrated, exuding a soft luster, like gold but not gold, like jade but not jade. It was silently imprinted on the chest of the unbelievable Tibetan gunman.

This Tibetan gunman was nervously facing the rolling loess in front of him, trying to distinguish the location of Su Ziyu, but suddenly a strange feeling arose in his heart, as if the temperature had plummeted in an instant, and the snow began to fall again between the heavens and the earth.

Crystal clear snowflakes fall leisurely little by little. Sprinkled on his face was cold and refreshing, and he seemed to vaguely see that the surface of the earthen wall under his feet had condensed a thick layer of frost at some point.

"It's snowing, it's frosting, why can I still see it in such a big dust......

That last thought flashed, and the infinite darkness engulfed his consciousness.

He's dead.

Su Ziyu's palm, there was no loud and violent momentum, no wind howling, no air shock, but it directly brought the Tibetans into the cold winter. At the beginning of the snowstorm and frost, the heaven and earth are killed, and all life is extinguished.

In the middle of the night, there is no sound or sign, and it often quietly covers the earth in people's deep sleep, and only ghosts can detect it.

So by the time the Tibetans saw the frost and snow, he was already dead.

Su Ziyu's palm was closed at the touch, as if he didn't exert any force at all. But it has cut off the vitality in the other party's body. The seemingly simple palm has integrated all the insights of the past year into it. There is already a bit of the charm of the origin of heaven and earth and the natural avenue.

Such a death, although rapid, did not suffer any pain, and even the Tibetan gunman remained standing on the wall, without any screams or struggles.

Then came the second and third, and the life was harvested in an instant. Nothing was left behind.

However, at this time, these fierce Tibetan attackers finally showed their toughness, although they could not see objects and could not hear sound in their ears. But someone had already sensed the disappearance of his companion's breath and issued a high-pitched and rapid warning in Tibetan.

Su Ziyu had just crossed the third person and was about to pounce on the next one, when he sensed that the other party dropped the gun at a very fast speed, pulled out a sharp scimitar from under his robe, and slashed it fiercely!

At the same time, in his ears and in his senses, all the remaining Tibetans let out a rapid shout, put away their guns and took out their scimitars, and surrounded him with a fierce sound.

The scene was chaotic, in order to avoid accidentally injuring his companions, he immediately changed to a scimitar melee combat, and all of them were in good shape, and the muscles and bones meridians erupted with the sound of bowstring vibration and iron and stone rubbing.

"Sure enough, it's not an ordinary rabble. "The quality and strength of these Tibetan killers were also somewhat unexpected by Su Ziyu.

Originally, in his plan, stirring up dust and disturbing the scene, and then taking advantage of the situation to attack and kill, he could immediately disintegrate most of the combat power, even if the dust settled, the remaining gunmen could not pose too much of a threat, and when the time came, they could attack, retreat and defend, and really come and go freely.

But he didn't expect that he had just killed 3 people, and he was met with strong resistance.

However, his mind was swirling with surprise, but he did not hesitate for a moment in his hand and paused, and he originally raised his foot sharply.

Bang!

The adobe wall collapsed like an earthquake, and the Tibetans approaching in front and back were caught off guard and fell to the ground one after another, their bodies swaying and their steps skewed.

This slowness completely decided the fate of the Tibetans in front of them.

Now that it has been discovered, Su Ziyu is no longer hidden, the strong aura around his body is swallowing, flashing a knife from top to bottom, his arm is swept, and the wind is violently shaken, and even the churning yellow sand and dust in front of him are swept away in an instant, showing a hollow, and regaining his vision and clarity.

This sweep seemed to directly break the void to reveal a large hole, and the air was violently sucked in.

The Tibetan with the scimitar slashed fiercely at all, and in front of Su Ziyu, it seemed to be in slow motion, and he was directly swept into the back of the knife by the cross arm.

The craftsmanship and fame of Tibetan knives have long spread all over the world. The Tibetans are rough and bold, and for them, the knife is not only used for slaughtering and eating meat, but also a weapon of war, which is more important than cattle, sheep and livestock.

The scimitars in the hands of these Tibetans brought by the Esoteric Sect are all made of extremely fine craftsmanship and the finest steel. There is no decorative pattern on the knife surface, only there are two deep grooves of bloodletting near the back blade, the back of the knife is heavy, and when it is cut to the body of the beast, it can be directly cut off with skin and flesh and bones, which shows that it is sharp and tough, and it is a murder weapon that is really born for battle!

Such a fine scimitar was swept away and twisted from it, and it shook back into his chest.

The sound of broken tendons was heard, and the roar in the mouth of the Tibetan was interrupted, and even the people with knives were folded in half, bowed into a large prawn, and flew backwards like cannonballs, knocking over several companions in a row with irresistible might.

Su Ziyu was just about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but suddenly there was a warning in his heart.

A majestic cold light quickly amplified in his eyes, and everywhere he passed, the sand, gravel and loess were all separated from it, and the heaven and earth were restored to clarity.

Not only that, when this cold light was approaching, countless white bones sprung up violently, turning into monsters with strange shapes, all over the body, but with a clear human face, flying wildly, sharp teeth and pupils, occupying the entire world!

Countless monsters emitted poignant, treacherous, charming, and gentle cries, and countless desires and thoughts came like a tide, and even Su Ziyu's rock-solid heart was shaken by shocks, as if they were about to fly out of the body and be sucked into the vast cold light and white bone shadows.

"What is this?Greed, hatred, infatuation, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, containing countless desires, White Bone Heavenly Demon?!"

At the last moment, Su Ziyu's mind rose and merged into the world of all wonderful ghosts and gods, and only then did he forcibly break free from the suction of the White Bone Heavenly Demon and narrowly avoided the cold light.

I saw the blonde man holding a sword shining with cold light, stopping at the collapsed earthen wall, and the dark green pupils looked at him.

Behind him, there was a long and clear ravine, which went nearly a meter deep underground, which was shocking. (To be continued.) )