410 was in distress, and Yan Aya was injured

"Brother Zhan, do you know that woman?" On the way back, Yan Aya thought about it for a long time, but couldn't help but catch up, and asked in a fart-bumped manner.

"Hmm." Zhan Yang seemed to be still thinking about what he had just discovered, and he was a little absent-minded.

"And who is she?" Yan Aya switched from left to right, and right to left, so curious.

Zhan Yang stopped abruptly, his eyes staring.

"Ouch~~My nose~~ Okay, okay, okay, if you're not happy, I won't ask, don't you need to be so scary~~" Yan Aya rubbed her little nose that was about to be knocked off, and muttered to Zhan Yang in a low voice.

"Someone!" Zhan Yang automatically protected Yan Aya behind him, vigilantly paying attention to the movements around him.

It's a cold street, and after dark, very few people pass by. Zhan Yang and Yan Aya came out of Tianxiang Guoselou, it was already late at night, and there were fewer pedestrians on the road at this time.

With this reminder, Yan Aya also thought of joking. With his head tilted sideways, his ears moved slightly, listening carefully to the movements around him.

The wind was blowing the leaves, the sound of the eaves of the roof and the wall of the roof, as light as the clothes were torn through the air, the toes touched the ground, and no matter how subtle the sound, they all fell into Yan Aya's ears one by one.

As a tracker, in addition to having a pair of sharp eyes, you also need to have a pair of sensitive ears.

The eldest lady of Yanjia Villa has a sensitive ear and is unparalleled in the world.

Even in the midst of thousands of horses, her ears could hear how many horses there were, and how many Jin Ge iron horses had fought against Yang Wei.

"Brother Zhan, a total of twenty-three people, are attacking us from three directions: east, west and south. Among them, there are four extremely light feet, extremely light skills, and high martial arts. Ten people. The sound of clothes breaking through the air is obviously higher than others, and it should be the outer door kung fu that is learned. There are nine more. Where the foot is pedaling, the stone cracks in response to the sound, the internal force is strong, and the speed is also very fast. ”

There are so many people, and they are all rare masters, and on their side, there are only two people, and the situation is indeed not optimistic.

"Xiao Aya, when you do it in a moment. Be careful, don't hit it hard, it's better to find a place to hide. "Yan Aya's light skills are extremely good, but the kung fu in her hands is relatively poor, and it is difficult to deal with it when she encounters a real master.

Yan Aya shook her head, "No, there are so many people, I can't let Brother Zhan deal with it alone." Five. I can deal with five of them, I use the light technique to drag them down, Brother Zhan needs to solve it quickly, others come over to help me~~"

As soon as he finished speaking, twenty-three masked men jumped out of the darkness.

These people. All of them are masked in black scarves, and their eyes are cold, as if they are soul seducers from hell. Lead them to hell.

"Who are you, and why did you kill us?"

Zhan Yang guessed their identities in his mind. These people should not be Jianghu people. Each of them had a different weapon. The number of light martial arts paths and martial arts moves are all different, and they should not be a certain sect, nor are they different from those well-trained killers on the rivers and lakes.

Thinking of what he had found in Tianxiang Guoselou before, Zhan Yang had already guessed who sent these people.

The stakes are high, and those who know this secret, they will never let them live.

Zhan Yang's question did not get any response, these people are not only strong in martial arts, but also know the rules very well. They know what to say and what not to say.

In other words, these people are just dead soldiers, and the dead soldiers don't need to speak, all they have to do is to complete the master's explanation and kill their targets.

The weapons were revealed, and it was time to fight, and they would never be able to ask anything. Not even the killers' usual words, "You should ask the king of Yama about this", only the blades that glowed with cold light were answered, and the murderous intent in their eyes.

"Brother Zhan, as I said before, I'm going, you have to be careful, I'm still waiting for you to relieve me from the siege~~"

Yan Yan patted Zhan Yang's shoulder very little and said to him with a wink. Then he went straight to meet the five men who had learned kung fu, and as they rushed with knives, he raised his weapons and exchanged hands with them.

Yan Aya's weapons are two short swords, these short swords are used for self-defense, they are a few inches longer than the dagger, and they will not be easily taken out until the point is not at the moment.

These two daggers are also one of the essential tools for her tracking, digging up footprints and calculating from the dirt she has stepped on where her prey has run and what kind of traces it has left behind. These two short swords can help her find the right direction in the thorny mountains.

Zhan Yang wanted to pull her back, but this girl had already joined the battle circle, and it would be bad for her to pull her back at this time. Looking at her martial arts and light martial arts and body skills, she gradually relaxed her heart, even if she couldn't deal with those big men alone, there would be no problem with fighting for a while with light skills.

Shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief first and capture the king. Zhan Yang is well aware of this truth, and he also knows that in the case of a melee, it is the wisest choice to seize the head.

With a flick of his sword, the scabbard was driven by internal force to bounce to the nearest person, knocking that person away, and Zhan Yang raised his sword to attack the masked man behind him with a knife in his hand.

This person's knife skills are fierce, and his internal strength is strong, and he swings out with a knife, swinging a little spark with Zhan Yang's saber. His strength was extremely great, and he pressed Zhan Yang's sword down continuously, seeing that he was about to die under his knife, Zhan Yang sharpened his horizontal sword, and when he drew his sword to defend himself, the tip of the sword hit his tiger's mouth. This sword, very quickly, the moves are very peculiar, coupled with Zhan Yang's extremely high martial arts, this sword shocked the man's mouth, and the knife almost fell to the ground.

At this moment, a few more people swarmed up and surrounded Zhan Yang. Zhan Yang was in danger, and the more critical the situation, the more thoroughly his martial arts were displayed.

In the darkness of the night, the frequent clashing of weapons and the occasional muffled groan showed how fierce the confrontation was. The sword light is brilliant, and every time the sword light flashes, there will always be a speck of blood. Each of the other parties is not an ordinary person, and the cooperation with each other is also very tacit, this one fell, and the other immediately took over, not giving Zhan Yang any gap.

Perhaps seeing that Zhan Yang was too difficult to deal with, several black-clothed people turned on each other, turned around, and attacked in the direction of Yan Aya.

Zhan Yang also knew that things were not good, and wanted to go over, but several knives came sideways again, blocking his way.

Yan Aya was already a little struggling to walk between the five people, but there were a few more people at this time, and their light skills were also very high. Just like what was discussed, it was divided into different directions to block her retreat, so that she had no way to retreat. The blade sliced around her, her clothes torn, narrowly avoiding a killing move, and the next moment she was in danger.

In a hurry, looking at Zhan Yang's side, Zhan Yang was also surrounded by a group of masters, although he would not fall behind, but he could not withstand the physical exertion of the wheel battle. Those people couldn't win in weapons, and in the end, all the tricks of stealing chickens and dogs were used.

The sword light carries the hidden weapon, the blackened short blade, and uses the night as a cover to kill people invisibly. If it weren't for Zhan Yang's superb martial arts, rich experience in dealing with the enemy, and being able to avoid the opponent's killing moves, I am afraid that no matter how powerful the master is, he will not be able to withstand such a secret calculation. Although Zhan Yang has escaped several rounds of attacks, his situation is also really worrying and dangerous.

"Brother Zhan, help-" choked in her throat, just this one was stunned, blood splattered, a knife was cut off her shoulder, the red of blood soaked her eyes, and the sharp pain hit, Yan Aya wanted to exhale, but this pain was forced back by her-

"Aya-chan! ――”

Zhan Yang has always been worried about Yan Aya, on the one hand, he wants to deal with the enemy, and on the other hand, he wants to open a way to replace Yan Aya. These people's martial arts are high, and their shots are ruthless, Xiao Aya must not be able to cope with them.

Who knows that these people's fighting kung fu is even more powerful than their own martial arts, and none of them are afraid of death, and they fight with Zhan Yang with their lives.

Zhan Yang was still in control of the proportions at the beginning, and he generally wouldn't kill unless necessary. But these people are too pestering, and their kung fu is vicious, and Zhan Yang has to use killing moves.

At this time, he saw Yan Aya dodging between several people in a hurry, and the knife in the hand of a big man cut through the darkness and slashed at her body.

It was too late for Yan Aya to hide, blood spurted out, and the smear of red not only stained Yan Aya's eyes, but also made Zhan Yang's heart and gall broken.

After a knife was slashed, another sword followed, and this sword stabbed Yan Aya's lower abdomen.

The cry of pain came from afar, as if it was the voice of Brother Zhan, Yan Yan slowly turned her head, and this one turned her head, almost using all her strength.

This can't be Brother Zhan's, she has never heard Brother Zhan call her so emotionally, that kind of voice will make her mistakenly think that Brother Zhan also cares about her very much, and he feels heartache for her......

Yan Aya's eyes were blank, she felt so tired, so tired that she couldn't lift her eyelids, she really wanted to fall asleep like this...... Maybe it's because it's so painful, it's numb to the pain, but I can't feel the pain anymore......

However, her ears stubbornly wanted to hear clearly and hear Brother Zhan's voice clearly.

As soon as the sword came out, the ghost cried and the wolf howled, which probably described the realm of Zhan Yang. Zhan Yang was red-eyed when he was killed, and with a sword, the four big men who were blocking the way fell in front of him, Zhan Yang's face was as cold as ice, he didn't even look at them, and flew to Yan Aya's side.

"Xiao Aya-" The dazzling red, snow-white face, so silent that it seems that there is no breath of life.

The blade struck, and another round of attacks came. Zhan Yang turned around, blood dripping from the tip of the sharp sword, with the anger of burning everything, as well as the heartache and panic that could not be ignored, and stabbed towards those men in black.

The power of a person's anger is powerful, especially if this person is still Zhan Yang, they can't resist a sword under his anger even if they have a hundred lives.

As soon as the sword passed, the men in black fell one after another, and there was no room for it, only determination.

The blade of the sword tore through the darkness, leaving a huge hole in his heart, just like Zhan Yang's state of mind at the moment-

………… (To be continued......)