The black shadows gradually approached, and they rode on pure black horses, and at first they quickly approached the refugee procession, and when they were still half a mile away from the procession, they suddenly stopped, and no longer drove the horses, but let the horses go on their own, as if they were just tourists walking on horseback. And not far from them, all the people in the Wanshan Dart Bureau had already set up their positions, holding a long knife in their hands, the muscles of the whole body were tense, and the green tendons on the arms were protruding, looking from a distance, it looked like a small cyan snake wrapped around his arm. He stood in front of everyone and said without looking back: "Since you choose to stand here with me, whether you can survive depends on your respective abilities."

"Kill!" Zhang Qiwan roared suddenly.

This roar was like a signal for the opening, and the people of the Wanshan Dart Bureau roared and rushed towards the group of black shadows, and the black shadows also launched a charge at the same time. Zhang Qi took the lead, ran and jumped, and slashed the long knife at the first black shadow that approached with a fierce tiger landing. The black shadow stood on the horse's back and lightly touched on his toes, like a light bird, and retreated three feet away, and it turned out that he did not take the knife It was a correct choice - Zhang Qiwan split the horse in half in an instant, as simple as splitting a thin plank. The other black shadows did not stay and rushed behind Zhang Qiwan, as if they intended to leave Zhang Qiwan and the thin black shadow here for a duel.

"Thank you before." The black shadow suddenly bowed to Zhang Qiwan.

Zhang Qiwan was stunned, listening to the voice, there was probably a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy under this black robe, but he didn't understand why this young man wanted to thank him.

"You have a favor with me, if you leave now, I will not stop you, only say that you are defeated, and let you escape."

Dead.

"Hahaha," Zhang Qi laughed suddenly, "Listening to your words, it seems that my martial arts are not as good as your junior, and I am kind to you?" But I can't even see your face clearly," he paused, and said with a hideous face, "Besides, do you think I'll run away?" He raised the long knife above his head and spun it in his hand, then swung it down violently, the tip of the knife pointed directly at the black-robed boy.

The black-robed young man lowered his head slightly, was silent for a while, and said, "I know, I take back what I just said." He bowed deeply to Zhang Qiwan and drew his weapon, a short sword that could be seen everywhere, but it was also pure black.

"Then take my trick first!" Zhang Qiwan rushed towards the black-robed young man with the power of a tiger, and with a horizontal sword, he was dodged by the young man's back, but his attack really started now! Zhang Qiwan jumped forward, and the long knife slashed down at the same time, the young man couldn't dodge, so he had to raise his short sword horizontally to block, and the sparks of their weapons flew everywhere, and the young man's short sword was actually broken into a big gap. Zhang Qiwan vigorously brandished his long knife, and the dense attacks like a tidal wave forced the young man to retreat.

"Bell".

With a crisp sound, the black-robed young man's short sword finally broke.

"Where's your momentum just now?" Zhang Qiwan slashed down again, and the young man flashed over, widening the distance between him and him.

"Look at your weapon," Zhang Qiwan didn't attack, just stood beside his long knife, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, "Who is it that should flee now?" ”

"That's not my weapon," the boy took a deep breath and drew a pitch-black dagger from under his black robe, "this is it." As soon as the words fell, the boy suddenly disappeared.

So fast! Zhang Qiwan was taken aback, he squatted down violently, and at the same time carried the long knife behind his back, and in the next second, the young man's dagger fell on the blade, cutting a deep hole. Zhang Qiwan immediately grabbed the long knife and swept it back, but it swept away. What's going on? Zhang Qiwan rolled forward for a while, stood up very quickly and held the long knife on guard, the blow of the young man just now surprised him even more, his long knife weighed 37 pounds, and the entire knife was made of pure iron, relying on the weight of the long knife, he would use those violent moves without scruples, but just now the black-robed young man left such a deep wound on the hilt with just one blow, how much power was that?

No, it's not! Zhang Qiwan recalled the action of the young man's starting hand, and suddenly realized that it was not that the young man's strength was too strong, but that ...... That dagger, too sharp.

The black-robed young man immediately approached, not giving Zhang Qiwan a chance to breathe.

Zhang Qiwan suddenly smiled, closer? Just what the doctor ordered!

But he didn't know that when the boy pulled out the dagger, the duel had already been decided.

"Come on!" Zhang Qiwan let out a loud shout, staring at the black-robed young man with all his attention across the long knife.

The boy seemed to have turned into the wind, and Zhang Qiwan's eyes couldn't catch the boy's figure. In a trance, Zhang Qiwan only felt a breeze blowing, and when the young man appeared behind him, there was suddenly an extra wound on his body.

"Ahem." Zhang Qiwan coughed up a mouthful of blood and slowly knelt down, he covered the wound on his waist with one hand, and held a long knife and pestle on the ground with the other hand to support himself so that he would not fall. "Defeated," he said with a self-deprecating smile.

"Not a mortal wound," the boy put away his dagger and walked towards his companion.

"What's your name?" Zhang Qiwan suddenly asked.

"White September." The boy said without looking back.

"Bai Jiujiu," Zhang Qiwan said faintly, falling sideways.

......

"Come on!" Zhang Ying yelled with a knife.

He rushed to the black shadow in front, and the moment he got close to the horse, he suddenly cut off the horse's leg with a short horizontal knife, so that the opponent lost the advantage of fighting on the horse, and then turned around to kill the black shadow who fell from the horse, so that killing one person first could boost morale.

But when he turned around, he couldn't see the black shadow.

"Where have you been?!" Zhang Ying was shocked, and then there was a sharp pain in his back, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground weakly, never getting up again. The black shadow seemed to have insight into Zhang Ying's thoughts in advance, and he had already jumped up from the horse when Zhang Ying was short, at this time Zhang Ying could not see his movements, and he happened to be outside Zhang Ying's field of vision, and his knife silently slashed down and took Zhang Ying's life.

Before the dart masters of the Wanshan Dart Bureau could recover from their shock, the black shadows roared like a fierce wind with a murderous aura. Even if he faced the dart master of the Wanshan Dart Bureau, which was four times his size, he never flinched. This is not the so-called courage, just disdain, probably they feel that the dart master of Wanshan Dart Game is not qualified to be their opponent.

A young dart game had probably never seen such a scene, and the black shadow's knife was an inch away from him, but he was as sluggish as a puppet, frozen in place.

A sword suddenly crossed in front of him, blocking the attack of the knife, the sound of the collision of the swords made him sober, he looked at the intertwined swords in front of him, and cold sweat couldn't stop dripping.

"Don't mess with yourself!" It's Wei Zhai! Gyeongju's famous swordsman is also a young hero! He and Zhang Qiwan also knew each other, and this time they were entrusted by Zhang Qiwan to escort this dart together. When Zhang Qiwan went to invite him, with Wei Zhai's character, he probably wouldn't have waded into this troubled water, but he didn't expect him to agree, and when he asked him, he only said some personal reasons. As he spoke, he suddenly raised his sword and raised it, and the force was so great that the black shadow's knife flew out, and then he swung the sword down violently and stabbed it straight into the chest, resulting in the black shadow's life.

The young dart master looked at Wei Zhai blankly, his eyes as if he was looking at a monster. It's just that I didn't expect him to be so strong. The few actions just now were completed almost at the same time, but in the blink of an eye, it was very difficult to even see clearly, let alone dodge?

But soon, Wei Zhai fell into a bitter battle. The person in front of him seemed to be a madman, or rather, he was a madman, even though he was dressed in a black robe and covered with a black cloth, Wei Zhai still remembered those eyes. His eyes were red and bloodshot, as if he was enchanted, and with each wound he cut on Wei Zhai's body, his attacks became more and more frenzied, and his eyes became more terrifying, like seeing a hyena that wanted to pounce on and bite at all costs.

But the more he does this, the bigger the flaw.

The black shadow slashed forward, the long knife roared and smashed towards Wei Zhai, this was a must-kill move, but Wei Zhai immediately approached when he raised his hand, the range of action of this move was too large, the black shadow didn't have time to turn back, Wei Zhai stabbed a sword into the black shadow's ribs, and kicked sideways, the black shadow raised his left hand to block, but he still flew out far away, and his hand was also interrupted in the block just now, if he didn't find a better doctor, there would be a problem with picking up a bowl of water in the future. The black shadow fell to the ground, trying to straighten up, with a creepy smile on his face, looking at Wei Zhai motionlessly. Wei Zhai didn't look at him, the blow just now was enough to make him temporarily incapacitated, Wei Zhai knew that other places needed his own combat power more, and he couldn't spend it here anymore, so he turned around and threw himself into another battle. He raised his sword to block, and through the gap in the crowd, he saw the blood flowing out of Zhang Qiwan's waist from a distance, and then as if he had been drained of his strength, he slowly knelt down, and slowly fell down.

In fact, Wei Zhai was observing the battle between Zhang Qiwan and the black-robed young man from beginning to end, although it seemed that Zhang Qiwan had the upper hand at the beginning, but the situation changed from the moment the young man pulled out the dagger, the young man's movements were too fast, and the battle ended in just a moment, Wei Zhai didn't even see how the black-robed young man stabbed that knife.

In less than half a pillar of incense, most of the Wanshan Dart Bureau had been killed and wounded, and now there are only more than 20 people who still have combat strength, while Black Shadow has only killed three people and seriously injured one. Now the dart masters finally know the meaning of what Zhang Qiwan said, this group of people can't be thieves at all, not to mention their skills, some of them even wear red scale soft armor, this kind of soft armor can only be completed by the best blacksmiths after forging thousands of times with the pure "red ice" ore produced in the extreme plains, and the price of a red scale soft armor in the black market can even buy a few rooms on Jinshui Street, the most prosperous street in the imperial capital! Someone once experimented by putting the red scale soft armor on the boulder, and letting a strong man who could lift three hundred catties in both hands chop with all his strength with a knife, but the big stone shattered, and the blade was almost all curled, but there was only a small indentation on the soft armor.

When such a person appears here, he must be eyeing something or someone in the team, right? Wei Zhai thought, speaking of Zhang Dangjia this time......

The defense line of the dart masters continued to retreat, and the number of people became smaller and smaller, Wei Zhai gasped, and there was a burst of pain in his elbow, he looked down, the wound was still bleeding, and soon he was afraid that he would not even be able to hold the sword. The back of the team suddenly began to stir inexplicably, and the wind and sand accompanied by wailing and screaming spread to this side, Wei Zhai suddenly changed his face and rushed to that side desperately.