Ye Fusheng slowly glanced at the garden, and said in a deep voice, "Qiu Muyao, I didn't hurt anyone in the Four Great Mountain Villas at that time, and I don't want to kill today, that Wu Jue makes me inevitable, if you refuse to stop here, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

"Ye Fusheng!" Qiu Muyao walked out of the shadows and said angrily, "You stole four tokens of Gu Mo Xuantie in a row, repeatedly deceived me in the Five Great Villas, and now hurt my brothers and friends, it is bearable, which is unbearable, today, my Qiuyi Villa has the help of everyone in the rivers and lakes, and I will definitely capture you and get you back with interest!"

"It's up to you?" Ye Fusheng sneered, and suddenly his sword flashed like lightning, and swept straight towards Qiu Muyao. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Pass the old man's level first!" Liu Yunhe, the owner of Dusk Cloud Mountain Villa, flew up and stopped Ye Fusheng.

"Liu Yunhe, aren't you afraid that the evening will not be guaranteed?" Ye Fusheng sneered, and the cold mangs swirled, pulling up a burst of sword rain and wild flowers.

"The erector is looking for death!" Liu Yunhe was furious and used Brahma Yue, who never showed people easily.

For a while, two rounds of silver rings roared out, colliding and entangled with the Breath Sword, like dragons and snakes coiling, Honghu swimming in groups, stretching and circuitous, thundering.

Ye Fusheng was like a bamboo, aggressive, and after a dazzling sword attack, Liu Yunhe suddenly snorted, his face changed greatly, and he staggered back five or six steps while holding his chest.

"Why don't the five major villas go up together?" Ye Fusheng walked forward coldly, "It's a waste of Ye's hard work!"

"You ......" Liu Yunhe was annoyed and ashamed, his fingers cracked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Liu Shibo, let my nephew come and learn this thief's tricks!" Qiu Chiran swept out of the western pavilion, and with all his strength, he swung a knife at Ye Fusheng.

Ye Fusheng said disdainfully, "I can't do it myself!" After saying that, his wrist shook slightly, and a cold glow appeared.

The snow blade in Qiu Chiran's hand fell to the ground suddenly, and he half-knelt on the ground with his arms covered, looking pained.

"The thief takes over!" Lingshan Taoist Qu Zhenzi and Linghai Gang Deputy Gang Leader Qi Bojun swept out at the same time.

The iron whisks the dust, splashes the wind knife, dances wildly like clouds, is as fierce as thunder, inch-inch-excited, and swept out.

Ye Fusheng snorted lightly, the long sword danced, the angry sword was wild, and it was incomparable, and after two angry screams, Qu Zhenzi and Qi Bojun were both injured by the sword qi, and they stumbled and quickly retreated.

Woooo

A series of fire folds ejected from Yanxu's hand onto the pine resin pyrewood pile between the pools.

Bang!

The pyres were ignited in an instant, like the blood and sunset in the waning sun, with a touch of mysterious and poignant despair.

The fire shadow jumped, the bamboo leaves drifted away, and there was a bleak and sad autumn scene in the Track Garden.

Ye Fusheng watched the gradually burning pine resin pyre vigilantly, frowned slightly, and took a step forward. In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and the raging flames were like evil and sinister monsters, and they shouted wantonly, burning more fiercely.

Ye Fusheng slowly glanced at the garden, and his figure suddenly froze. The reflection of the sparkling water waves was obviously more dazzling than when he stepped into the Promise Garden, and in this mirror, a slender and agile figure in the pavilion in front of him made him feel as if he had stepped into a dream.

The water-red brocade skirt, the silver gauze dress, the pleats and folds of the skirt embroidered with magnolia flowers, the figure that seems to be real and illusory like the bright moonlight...... Ye Fusheng's eyes were slightly in a trance.

Gu Xiaofan came into contact with Ye Fusheng's line of sight, and took half a step back uneasily. Seeing Ye Fusheng make a move, Gu Xiaofan knew how naïve he was to have the idea of escaping the catastrophe before.

Ye Fusheng saw Gu Xiaofan retreat slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a step forward.

"Ah Xu......" Gu Xiaofan hurriedly turned his head and looked at the corner behind him.

Yan Xu was like a sharp arrow forged from a thousand years of ice, staring straight at Ye Fusheng, and from his pale and almost transparent lips, he gently spit out three words, "Kill him." ”

In the pavilion behind Gu Xiaofan, Lin Yiren's pupils suddenly constricted...... Yanxu should know better than anyone that no one in Yanyuan can kill Ye Fusheng at this time, unless Gu Xiaofan successfully lures him into the death gate, otherwise with her kung fu, it can only be a dead end.

"Kill him. The cold voice echoed in Gu Xiaofan's ears.

A trace of loneliness flashed through Gu Xiaofan's eyes. From now on, she really can't see words. That note, she quietly put in her baggage, and Ah Xu should be able to see it tomorrow. She originally wanted to say a lot to Ah Xu, but after hesitating for a long time, she only wrote a few words in the end: Ah Xu, don't forget me.

Perhaps, today, she successfully lured Ye Fusheng into the death gate, and Ah Xu will never forget her, because Yi Lanmen's revenge was avenged by her and him.

Thinking of this, Gu Xiaofan absolutely pulled out the extremely tough bell rope from his waist and flew up.

Jingle ......

A series of pleasant and clear sounds suddenly sounded.

"Extremely tough bell rope?" Ye Fusheng's eyes were even more trance-like.

Behind Gu Xiaofan, a clear figure swept out like lightning, proud of the world, as bright as a light cloud.

"Childe!" Qi Jingsheng suppressed the uneasiness in his throat and punched the window lattice.

At the moment, Qi Jing couldn't leave the pavilion for half a step, just because Lin Yiren's previous order was extremely decisive, "On the night of the full moon, the Wuyu Order in the remnant array will never be true, and at that time, the Ruan Northern Envoy will send someone to sneak into Qiuyi Villa and set fire to it outside the Xuyan Garden." Qiu Muyao's goal is too big, it is not easy to get out, among the brothers of the Qiu family, you just have to keep an eye on Qiu Jiquan, and the place where he went in a hurry when there was a fire must be the hiding place of Wu Jiuling. Once you know the direction of Qiu Jiquan, you will take action to entangle him, and at the same time notify the chopping monk with a whistle, and only after you can hear the sound of cranes can you retreat. ”

Qi Jing has seen a monk who chops his hands, this monk who is a monk on weekdays has no shortage of food and drink, no shortage of silver taels, has a normal brain, and his conscience is not bad, but he likes to steal things, because he often shouts to chop off his hands, so he is given this name. Qi Jing knew that after the sound of the crane's chirping, the Wujiu Order would fall into the hands of the Lin Yi people safely. Lin Yiren had been planning for so long, and he had waited for nothing more than today's game, so he could only look at the handsome figure anxiously, and he was involved in a sea of swords and fires......

In the Promise Garden, the rolling flames shrouded everything in the leaping firelight, as if with a thick color of blood. Gu Xiaofan's posture was light and agile, as fast as a flowing arrow, and the extremely tough bell rope was like a snow blade, and it went straight to Ye Fusheng's chest.

Ye Fusheng's eyes were like deep pools, he raised his sword to block lightly, and a series of sparks burst out in all directions like meteors, Gu Xiaofan only felt as if his chest had been hit hard, it hurt and stuffy, and the extremely tenacious bell rope almost came out of his hand, and he couldn't help but stumble backwards.

"Be careful. An extremely soft force held Gu Xiaofan up.

"Shen Dongli?" Gu Xiaofan looked at the person behind him, slightly stunned.

"Go back. Lin Yiren hurriedly spit out three words, his eyes were like cold electricity, his palms were like jade blades, and he went all out to meet Ye Fusheng.

Behind the pavilion, Yan Xu's body stiffened, his expression changed slightly, and an unpredictable gloomy color flashed under his eyes.

The blazing flames, the sword shadow is vertical and horizontal, the leaves are like a frightening Hong, graceful like a swimming dragon, thunderous and thunderous, I am the only one, Lin Yiren flies the clouds and lightning, picks flowers and leaves, unpredictable, and rushes to the dust......

Crackling!

Suddenly, a flash of lightning swept through the darkness of the night. As the robe flew, the corner of Lin Yiren's brocade robe slipped from the air, like a floating pigeon feather under the vast dome, hovering and helpless, falling into the fire and turning into ashes.

Ye Fusheng pressed up, and Lin Yiren retreated quickly. The two of them are like flowing clouds and water, dazzling, between advancing and retreating, Lin Yi people are gradually like residual leaves in the wind, and can only follow the waves in the stormy waves, narrowly avoiding sharp swords.

Gu Xiaofan looked at Lin Yiren's back steadily, suddenly flew up, and threw out the extremely tough bell rope with silver light obliquely, and the pleasant sound of Qingling echoed in the Xuyan Garden again.

In the night, Yan Xu's eyes were bright, and his hair danced in the wind with the raging flames, as if he was about to push open the gates of hell.

"Ye Fusheng!" Qiu Muyao flew out from the shadows, the frost-free sword in his hand flashed with a cold light, "In the pavilion is the Wuji Order, if you have the ability, you will take it!"

After that, he was also involved in the melee. The wind suddenly howled in the garden, the sand flew and the stones were gone, the river was turned over and the sea was overturned, and the tiger roared and the dragon roared.