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The snow was falling, the cold wind was like a knife, Ye Zitong suddenly poked his head out: "Can you stop?" ”

Chen Dudu, who had been riding a horse in front of the car, was slightly surprised when he heard this, and turned around: "Sir, is there something wrong?" ”

Ye Zitong smiled slightly: "It's been half an hour since I walked, I see a few people pretending to be very tired, why don't you stop to rest?" ”

Governor Chen frowned and said, "Sir, what do you mean by this?" ”

Ye Zitong smiled silently, his body suddenly moved, his fingers were like lightning and flint, and he poked at the driver in front of him.

Hearing only a 'hiss', the coachman who had just hunched over had already shot backwards, and the whole person rushed backwards four or five feet away, gasping slightly in his mouth, and dancing in front of him, a deep hole had been broken.

Ye Zitong flicked his fingers, and a few strands of cotton silk flew away with the wind: "If you can have such kung fu, your Excellency can be regarded as the best coachman." ”

"How did you see through me?" The coachman's face was slightly pale, and his body was erect, but he was a middle-aged man with a burly body and eyes like a falcon.

"Well, it's not that hard." Ye Zitong looked at the middle-aged man and sighed softly: "It's the first time I've seen it on this snowy, ice-hard ground to walk so steadily, like flying." If it weren't for the fact that your driving skills have reached the pinnacle, then you have enough self-confidence in martial arts to dare to drive the vehicle so unscrupulously. ”

"I didn't expect Your Excellency to have such good eyesight." That Chen Duwei changed his previous humble attitude, and his whole person suddenly exuded an eerie and cold aura. His eyes were like knife vertebrae, and he stabbed Ye Zitong coldly.

Ye Zitong turned to face Chen Dudu, and said lightly: "Then there is Chen Duwei, I seem to remember that I didn't see you in the Shanwu Pavilion that day, how do you know that I am Ye Zitong?" You see, I'm not the only man in the hall today. ”

"That being the case. Presumably you know what we are up to? Chen Duwei said senran, and several soldiers beside him moved, one by one, revealing murderous aura, and surrounded the carriage.

Ye Zitong's expression did not move, and a slight smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "If you want to kill me, a few of you are not enough." The words did not fall. The body shook suddenly, and the figure had disappeared without a trace.

"So fast." Chen Duwei's eyes flickered, and before he could react, two extremely slender fingers had broken through the air and pointed straight at his eyes.

Chen Duwei was shocked. The head only had time to deviate, and two finger winds flew by, bringing a few strands of broken hair next to the ears. "This guy is amazing, everyone be careful to deal with it." Chen Duwei's face was like earth, and he was just about to retreat, when suddenly his chest and abdomen were cold, and a cold chill instantly hit his whole body, instantly annihilating his consciousness.

The surrounding killers saw that Ye Zitong's soldiers were bloodless. killed one person lightly, and couldn't help but look shocked.

"Do it." But when he heard the coachman shouting, he was covered with a faint black gas. The palm wind was as strong as a man, and it pounced viciously.

Ye Zitong sneered in his heart when he saw this coachman attacking, this person saw that she killed one person in an instant, for fear of losing everyone's morale, and immediately attacked with his palm. It's a seasoned veteran killer.

Ye Zitong's footsteps were light, and his body floated up like the wind. The man was in the air, and he struck the coachman with a palm.

The middle-aged coachman threw his fists. I felt that the true qi on the fist condensed, and then it shattered, and was swept back by a terrifying cold aura, forcing him to retreat again and again, his throat was sweet, and he almost wanted to vomit blood.

"It's amazing." The middle-aged coachman was shocked, his body fell out, and he shouted: "Kill." ”

As soon as the middle-aged coachman spoke, a sharp whistling sound suddenly sounded all around, and a piece of blue light fell from the sky, like a huge fishing net, covering Ye Zitong's foothold tightly.

"Sure enough, there is a killing." Ye Zitong glanced at the corner of his eyes, his figure swayed in the wind, and the figure suddenly disappeared.

I only heard the sound of 'sighing' continuously, and the snow in four or five square circles immediately splashed with ice chips, shining with silver light, and setting off a cloud of dust and mist.

At the same time, dozens of black-clothed men flew out from behind the eaves and swooped down on them with murderous aura.

"Not good." The middle-aged coachman saw that the snow and mist had dissipated, and although the ground was full of holes, there was no trace of Ye Zitong, and he suddenly felt bad in his heart.

Before he could come back to his senses, his neck suddenly cooled, and a figure swept by his side like a ghost, disappearing from sight in a blink of an eye, followed by a heavy darkness.

After Ye Zitong killed the coachman, his face was calm and elegant, turning into a white shadow and escaping into the killer, and his snow hands were flying, bringing up pieces of blood red.

Ye Zitong swept into the crowd, like a tiger into a lamb, killing the man in black without the power to fight back, and fell down in a blink of an eye. The killers around saw that she was powerful, although they knew that they were invincible, but no one was willing to take half a step back, and their eyes were red, and Ye Zitong was tightly wrapped in a sword light and snow shadow.

Ye Zitong was killed, and the green qi on his body was wrapped, forming a faint air current, shaking the surrounding snowflakes high, looking from a distance, like a wind and snow death with ice chips, taking human lives step by step.

I don't know when it began, the hazy moonlight brilliance on Ye Zitong's body has changed into a faint cyan airflow, and this airflow is like a breath of death, which makes the cold in this snow a little deeper.

Ye Zitong finally experienced the joy of the bloody battlefield again, just like last time, a faint murderous aura grew from her heart, making her shoot without delay and ruthless.

Ye Zitong was enjoying the pleasure of this killing intent, and suddenly felt that her heart moved, and a trace of murderous intent came from behind, silently attacking her back acupoint.

"So there's a backhand?" Ye Zitong snorted coldly, and her fingertips flew missiles, leaving a little vermilion on the foreheads of the two killers who attacked her, and then she turned around, and her fingers flew out quickly, and she 'choked' and held the tip of a cyan sword on her fingertips.

At the same time, two cold rays of cold light, one on the left and one on the right, were inserted like lightning bolts, and the sharp wind had pierced her skin through her robe, stabbing her skin with slight pain.

"These are two masters!" Ye Zitong sighed lightly, his body flew up, and he narrowly escaped this long-standing killing blow.

Unexpectedly, as soon as her body got up, a fierce palm wind suddenly appeared. Slammed into her back.

"Let's see how many roads you have left." Ye Zitong snorted coldly, his fingertips were really angry, and he forcibly shook the swordsman on the opposite side back, followed his body diagonally, and turned it backwards in an incredible arc. Facing the black palm.

"Boom." The sneak attack master was shocked, blood burst out from his mouth, Ye Zitong hurriedly palmed, his hands trembled slightly, and his chest was a little stuffy.

"Huh-" Before Ye Zitong could change his breath, a cold light shot out in the air. A snow-bright sword light fell from the sky, emitting an incomparably murderous aura, and the head was slashed and galloped.

It was only at this moment that the two reddened killers stiffened and fell to the ground. Ye Zitong retreated from the four masters in a row, and the fight was only in the blink of an eye. At this time, the true qi was dissipated, and it seemed powerless to block this blow.

The sword light slashed through the sky and slashed straight to the ground, splitting the white figure in half.

"The killing was successful." Several killers had joy in their eyes at the same time.

Unexpectedly, the sword light fell to the ground, only bringing bursts of mud and snow splashes, and the white figure that had been turned into two halves gradually faded away, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Impossible!" The faces of several people changed drastically, and they immediately turned around and looked around.

I saw a man standing in the wind. The delicate face was expressionless, and he was looking at them coldly.

"Crane Shadow Flying?" Half a mile away, on the eaves of a high-rise building, a man shot light. A hint of discoloration flashed across his face.

Ye Zitong looked at the five people, and secretly shouted in her heart that it was dangerous, if it weren't for the previous blessing to her soul, which made her cultivate to a great progress, and practiced the crane shadow double flight one step in advance, this time she was afraid that she would not be able to escape.

In the heart formula, the light skill of kamikaze footwork is proud of the world. But this kamikaze footwork, in addition to the highest level of kamikaze invisible, also has one of the most wonderful. That is to be able to transform into nothingness. Break through the limit to reach the changing double shape of the crane shadow double fly.

Once the crane shadow double flight is practiced, not only is the body as fast as the wind. The speed is even faster, it can break through the visual limit in an instant, leaving only an afterimage in people's eyes.

Seeing that Ye Zitong was not dead, the five people were surprised, but they did not panic, they shouted violently in their mouths and rushed towards her.

"It turned out to be a Youluo-level master, no wonder it was so powerful." Ye Zitong also had palpitations, these five people have endured so far, and they have been lurking among ordinary killers, and at this moment, they suddenly broke out and almost succeeded. Those black-clad killers attacked desperately, just to entangle themselves in order to find an opportunity for this final kill. Purgatory dispatched five Yuluo to ambush her at once, and it was inevitable that this assassination would be successful.

"Kill-" The current swordsman was extremely fast, and the sword in his hand flashed, turning into a silver match, and slashing at her head.

"Good time." Ye Zitong snorted, did not dodge or dodge, his two fingers pointed out violently, and the latter came first, and shot into the knife light.

The knifeman's hands shook, the blade trembled, and a clearly visible air flow extended down, causing layers of hoarfrost to form the scimitar in his hand.

The swordsman's eyes changed greatly, he snorted in his mouth, and spit out in his palm, shaking the air current, and then shouted loudly: "This guy's martial arts are weird, everyone be careful." ”

Before he could finish speaking, a white shadow had already deceived, and his palms fluttered like floc, imprinting on his chest.

The swordsman snorted coldly, his wrist flipped sharply, and a brilliant sword light swept out, sealing the front of him tightly.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not dodge or dodge, and the figure advanced rapidly, and the palm of his hand was like a swimming snake, interspersed through the gap of the knife light, and went straight to the heart.

The swordsman was shocked, at this moment he had no time to change his moves, and just as his soul was scattering, a sudden roar sounded beside him, and several rays of cold light flew in, immediately forcing the white shadow away.

"It's dangerous." The swordsman was frightened and hurriedly retreated, but the palm shadow was still in the shadow, and a cold wind swept by, tearing off the gray towel in front of him, revealing a face with white hair and dyed sideburns.

Ye Zitong was forced to retreat by the other four, and it was a pity that he couldn't kill this swordsman.

Xu Jin pretended to be lost, although he showed his true face, he was not nervous, in his opinion, as long as he killed the person in front of him, no one would ever know this secret.

Xu Jin was almost killed by Ye Zitong, although he had palpitations, he couldn't help but be murderous, and shouted at the moment: "Everyone go together, kill this guy." ”

Xu Jin shouted loudly, and the other four people roared in unison, punching and swords, setting off a shocking storm, and the surrounding snow flew into the sky. These four people have very different moves, different martial arts, and are obviously masters of various factions in the purgatory snare.

Seeing that the four of them were killed together, Ye Zitong's eyes were slightly condensed, his hair was flying in the wind, his body was straight into the air, and he gently slapped his palm forward.

'Woo-' Ye Zitong's palm flew out, and the snowflakes fluttering in the air suddenly stagnated, emitting a sharp whistling sound, rolling weirdly, forming two rapidly rolling waves, surging downward.

The four killers only felt that their breath was suffocated, and the cold wind in front of them was like thousands of ice thorns piercing, making people tremble and cold all over their bodies. (There will be more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lucky draw gift for everyone!) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner to "add friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up! (To be continued)