Volume 2: Ten Years of Life and Death [41] Race for Chu Nanpu (2)
Outlanders. The head of the pain trembled slightly, and his eyes shot fiercely, and the brown and yellow eyes that were different from the sky were like dust-stained glass beads glowing with a cloudy light, and there was a feeling of decay under the sunlight.
Mei Yan used his true qi, the stone wiped his face and flew over, but the momentum did not weaken, and hit a beam and pillar, rubbing out sparks, directly igniting the exquisite and repeated patterns on the beams and pillars, the fire flew up to the roof with carved patterns, and in the sound of peeling, the fire tree silver flowers bloomed, and in an instant I saw the smoke rising above the clear sky, fluttering and curling, but it implied that the murderous aura rushed straight to the sky. The flames fell in an instant, leaving only a scorching breath in the humid air.
"It's uncomfortable to hide in the dark, and you're finally willing to come out and bask in the sun?" Mei Yan put on a posture, the sharp knife glowed with a cold and dazzling light, and her tone was sarcastic but as hazy as smoke, and she derogated people between frivolous words without pain, "I'm afraid that if you hide and hide like a mouse, you will become moldy." ”
"Smelly bitch you don't know!"
Suddenly, a wooden window in the northwest was also broken, Mei Yan looked at the tall man who broke in through the window, and his veins were beating suddenly. The new man was a little burder than the man just now, his brown and cloudy eyes flashed with a cold light, covered with cloth, and his thick lips could still be recognized as squirming up and down and cursing.
"Brothers, let's give this stinky bitch a pot!" The thick-lipped man said and threw a flying sword at Mei Makeup, which was shaped into nine teeth, and each tooth was covered with fine and dense sharp edges, and each tooth blade was sharp to the touch, and it went straight to the door of Mei Yan. Between the lightning and flint, Mei Yan quickly leaned back, dexterously dodging this flying man. I saw that the flying man flew over her, skipped the sleeping Chu Nanpu, and was heavily embedded in another pillar. The beam and pillar clattered and split a large hideous crack, and the sawdust fell in a crumbling state, as if it was about to press Chu Nanpu's bed in the next second.
Mei Yan flew up in the air, and a backflip carried Chu Nanpu and wanted to take the door out, but the three or four big men who broke in the southwest corner had already blocked her retreat, and the sharpened broadsword reflected the hideous cold light, like the claws of a jackal.
Seeing that she was about to hit the big knife with the gap, Mei Yan slammed it, and when she turned around, she saw that she was already surrounded in the middle. She was already unable to move while holding Chu Nanpu, and it was even more difficult to move at the moment. She pursed her lips, carefully calculating how long it would take for the surrounding Mei family to arrive after the fireworks signal was released.
Under the stalemate, seeing that those big men were about to pounce frantically in the next second, Mei Yan's heart was horizontal, and she secretly guessed that the thick-lipped man was the leader of these people, so she flew and shook at him like a thunderbolt. The people around wanted to pounce when they saw this, but they were restrained by the thick-lipped man and the rat bogey, so they could only watch Meiyan fly up as lightly as a cat.
Mei Yan landed steadily on the beams of the house, looked down and saw that the group of people also flew up, so she didn't care too much and poked a big hole in the roof, and then flew up to the roof again, and ran quickly on the ridge in the direction of the Mei family closest to her in her memory.
Facing the sun, Mei Yan's dashing body running on the tall and short roofs shows its elegant beauty of rigidity and softness, and the flying robe is waving in the wind, kneading the woman's strength and beauty, she goes straight to the blazing sun like a silver thread. The ten big men behind chased after her. The sound of rapid breathing is getting closer and closer, Mei Yan frowned, the pace under her body is still steady and fast, but there is a little up and down in her heart, crossing the residential area, suddenly smelling the fragrance of osmanthus in the air, her heart suddenly stabilized, a smile on her face, she leaned over and thunderbolted straight into a dense forest, her feet fell lightly, and the flowers fell to the ground.
When she raised her eyes again, she saw two handsome women in Mei family clothes standing in front of her with swords, their plain white shoes were stained with new mud and grass, and the corners of their clothes were clean but messy and a little wrinkled. The rich fragrance of osmanthus filled the air, covering up the deep bloody aura hidden in their bodies.
The three of them stood like bamboos in the sun-dappled gap of the woods, proudly looking at the ten panting men who were chasing after them. When those two helpers suddenly appeared, they all looked at each other, but then they showed fierce eyes, and stepped forward with a cruel smile as they picked up the weapons in their hands.
Mei Yan looked at the big men with the tiger's back and the bear's waist pounced forward heavily, and the flowing pace under his feet was hidden behind the two, and the two immediately laid out a formation, seemingly unintentionally, but in fact they were tightly protecting Mei Yan and Chu Nanpu in the middle. Mei Yan just dodged and walked easily, changing her body shape like gossip and flowing water from the left and right of the two of them, which made the ten murderers dizzy, and they didn't know how to break the law.
The footwork changes like a misty cloud, and it seems that it is about to break through the fog and see the sky, but in an instant, the dark clouds cover the sun and there is no light. The three of them were ghostly and ghostly in footwork, consuming the tired fighting style of the ten people, and at the same time, their hands were not idle, the sword light and sword shadows were overwhelming, and the murderous spirit was full of electric shocks. The sonorous and sharp sound of the sword striking echoed in the empty woods, and the fallen leaves and withered flowers flew in the air with the rotation of the sword qi, and the hissing sound was hidden in the murderous aura.
After a few moves, the group knew that the situation was not good. These three women seem to be weak, but in fact, they have deep internal skills, and their moves are all ruthless and deadly, forcing people to retreat step by step, and they can only defend passively, without any chance of counterattack.
Several people were ready to fight, but it was not long before one of them fell. The eyes of those who were still wielding knives were hideously blood-red, and their teeth were exposed like apes. Only the three of Mei are free to swim freely, which doesn't look like they're fighting at all, but like they're playing monkey with a calm mind.
Mei Yan's face splashed a lot of blood, but she just hugged Chu Nanpu tightly, looking at the seven bodies lying on the ground with disdain and regret or moaning or having been silent forever and some flesh and blood fragments, and raised her eyes to look at the three big men who were still struggling and scuffling, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a cold mocking smile.
The thick-lipped man injured his right arm, panting and hiding behind the remaining two people, took out a letter flower from his arms, and said with a strange smile: "Slut, you are only allowed to report the news?" With that, he lit the letter flower in his hand. A cloud of red smoke rose up to the sky, and it looked particularly bold and dazzling under the turquoise sky.
Mei Yan smiled lightly.
"You're really considerate. I'm afraid that the sorority that I came that night will only see the cold corpses of ten and feel tasteless, so that they will be worthwhile. Mei Yan opened her mouth in a very soft voice, but it was clear and cold, as if the cold water slowly soaked through the internal organs of the person, not the ear, nose and throat, making people suffocate and panic as if they were in an extremely cold deep sea.
Chu Nanpu finally woke up at this time, which made people wonder if he was knocked unconscious by Mei Yan or was poured with some kind of medicine before, and he could sleep soundly in such a fierce fight. Mei Yan gently put him on the ground, told him not to leave behind the three of them, and then took over the other two Mei Shi, who were silent on the surface but had actually spent a lot of strength, and jumped up and slashed their heads like the remaining three people were killed.
Although the remaining three big men are also top masters with deep internal strength, they have been consumed for a long time, and they are a little out of breath at the moment and can't parry. Mei Yanfei went up and slashed a few people's lower body or neck, and the moves were all dead and poisonous, and a few more people fell down after a few hits.
The thick-lipped man looked at the clay-like corpses of the nine brothers, and sparks sparked in his cloudy eyes. He let out a loud shout and stepped forward to talk to Mei Yan. The two are entangled and inseparable, although the thick-lipped man was injured and lost his physical strength, but at this time, he skillfully used roundabout and soft tactics to still be able to live and die with Mei Yan, Mei Yan not only felt a pang in his heart, but also looked at the thick-lipped man's eyes were a little clearer.
Just as Mei Yan was about to strike the last palm, about twenty more masked men in black rushed out from both sides, and the leader of them stepped forward and slapped Mei Yan's hand out. Mei Yan hurriedly went to hide, but she still couldn't dodge and was slashed.
She fell to the ground, the anger in her heart was like boiling water, seeing that the boiling steam was about to overflow from her eye sockets, her slender fingers groped for a sharp stone on the ground and was about to shoot a surprise, and three Mei family members in light green clothes and pants flashed out of the woods on her side, one of them flew forward and directly used his palm force to cut off the right arm of the person who had just cut Mei Yan, and the other volleyed up with both feet and a spiral kick directly kicked off the neck of the thick-lipped man, and the last one walked like a wind and walked to Mei Yan's side to help her up.
The situation has changed dramatically. Before the twenty or so big men could react, the three Mashi had already done everything smoothly.
Six Warriors stood with their hands in their hands, without the slightest emotion on their delicate faces, just standing there without moving, giving people the comfort of the cold and the oppression of the cold.
If the fight continues, it will be nothing more than more mutilated corpses and human body fragments.
The twenty big men saw that the ten brothers before them were folded in the hands of the three women, but they were unscathed, not to mention Chu Nanpu, who wanted to rob him. At this time, although his number doubled, it happened that there were three helpers on the other side, and all of them seemed to be masters with strong internal strength and martial arts, so they all started to retreat to preserve their strength. The group of people who were originally surrounded slowly gathered in the opposite direction to Mei Yan and the others, and while carefully moving their steps, they vigilantly raised their weapons and lowered their bodies, for fear that one of them would suddenly burst out and give their brains a shudder, and then the death of their brains everywhere was really not good-looking.
Mei Yan gently dusted her sleeves, and then spoke slowly, her voice was like a poisoned arrow, roaring fiercely and sweeping towards the black-clothed man who was already a little afraid.
"Don't leave any of them, kill them for me."
After hearing the order, the five Mei family members smiled faintly, their lips hooked, but there was no smile in their pure eyes, like the killing intent at the bottom of the well's eyes, bursting out with a cold light.