As soon as the Indigo Feather Wind Lotus arrived and fell the lone lamp, she smelled the blood in the wind, and knew that a battle was over. He looked up and saw the broken goose Xifeng who was helping to bandage in the pavilion, and his expression seemed relaxed, but in fact, it was not until this time that a big stone in his heart finally landed:

"Your questions, maybe I can answer them...... "Youyan Zhengfu has issued a wide range of murder orders during this time, and many factions have been involved in a few days, and his behavior has already alarmed the intelligence network that Su Huanzhen has arranged in the martial arts.

Indigo Fenglian had a guess about Du Fanglin's reason for doing it. However, there are too many details in it, and it is not easy to explain them to these two people at this time.

His arrival, in addition to ensuring the safety of the feathered people and non-badgers, has another meaning......

Although they did not participate in the battle of the "Sword and Halberd Demon" in Su Huanzhen's memory, these two people still voluntarily gave up their weapons that were enough to stand in the martial arts and had been with them for many years.

The feather people are not badgers and swallows, and they should be compensated.

The feathered man raised his head...... saw Indigo Fenglian's face that looked like "Su Zhenzhen", her expression was stunned, and she didn't say anything for a while.

Broken Goose Xifeng hadn't seen Su Zhenzhen, but he was vigilant, and reflexively held the goose knife on his waist: "Are you?" ”

"It's the indigo feather wind lotus that is as elegant as a feather and as funny as a feather~~ babble!"

Indigo Wind Lotus and Feather Man Fei Badger met their eyes, and after a moment, they smiled and said, "But at this time, maybe you need this thing more than a reason." ”

The white-haired fan in the hand of the blue-clothed boy swiped in the wind, and the long knife as blue as the moon appeared with the snowflakes in an instant, this is exactly -

The plot that deviated from the route will be "set things right" again, and return this "Silent Extinction Knife" that should have belonged to the feathered people and non-roe deer!

……

Pingshui Cave.

Shaded by green trees, the wind brings blood.

In the southeast valley, Yan Guiren took the killer away from the place where Princess Zhuyi's grave was located, but he didn't go too far.

If you are too far away, you will be alone, and if you are too close, you will let the killers disturb the soul's sleep.

Blood soaked into the soil and spread throughout the valley.

The ordinary "Yan Ziling" is not strong enough, and it can always bring the wind to the wind, and it can't hurt Yan Guiren.

The only thing that can really hurt him is the kind of cicada wings that are mixed in the darts, not startled by the slightest wind, only a little faint and noisy sound, and extremely light and thin!

In the end of the battle, Yan Guiren was even able to distinguish the miscellaneous cicada chirping belonging to the wings of the cicada from the screaming sound of the swallow feathers, but after all, they were subject to the interference of the surrounding darts and were injured under the blade again and again.

Not only the blood of Yan Guiren, but also the blood of the ordinary killers of Youyan Zhengfu is also spread throughout the valley. Losing the benefits of the holy halberd, but not losing his own martial bones, in fact, Yan Guiren, who was born in the pit of sin like Yuren Fei, is far more sensitive to danger than ordinary martial arts people.

The pit of sin is really poisonous in a way.

So in the two days of fighting against the killer, until the arrival of the owner of the cicada wings, "Night Crying Bird", Yuyan Seio never had the upper hand. Once Yan Guiren is allowed to track the traces of the black-clothed killer in turn, the wind will pass, and Yan Ziling will spin at a speed of 100 times faster than when it came, and those who touch it will either die or be injured.

The situation was at a stalemate.

Until a slight whistle broke the deadlock. The red-embroidered killer "Night Crying Bird" was the first person to receive the news of Yuyan Zhengfu's accident.

The whole army of Dingyounest was wiped out, the leader had an accident, and the hearts of the rest of the killers of Youyan Zhengfu were fluctuating.

At this time, there were not many subordinates left around the night bird, and after thinking for a while, he directly waved away the rest of the people. He chose to stay, under the shadow of the layers of branches and leaves, staring intently at Yan Guiren, to gamble on his reputation as a killer.

For a moment, the wind was quiet.

Yan Guiren slowly opened his eyes.

He felt a change in the aura around him, just like he had done twice...... This represents the end of this offensive.

But no!

At the moment when Yan Guiren's own aura changed accordingly, the shadowless blade in the wind attacked, as if he had calculated his self-relaxation at this moment, waiting for the opportunity to attack and kill!

The night bird "Cicada Wings" shot out, turning into three, but along the same trajectory turned into three directions in a short moment.

Even though Yan Guiren has the ability to listen to voices and distinguish positions, in this extremely rapid change, from calming down the breath to lifting the qi again to respond to the enemy, there is still a reaction process in the middle, "Drink!" The red cloak on his shoulders was suddenly lifted vigorously, and as always, it turned into an invincible barrier. However, the sharp cicada wings had torn through the barrier in an instant, deeply embedded in the flesh, and the two puffs of blood splashed out in an instant.

The remaining cicada wings were deflected by the strong wind, swirling in mid-air, and the slight fluttering of wings faded away, and returned to the hands of the night cryer.

And the same cicada wings, in the night cry bird waist with a sac, there is a dense row. From morning to afternoon, during this period of time, he relied on this method to weaken the combat power of Yangui people little by little.

The blade of the cicada's wings is extremely thin, and the lines on it are equivalent to barbs, which are easy to cut into the deepest part of the human body, and after pulling out, the wound is difficult to stop bleeding, the blood does not stop, and the physical strength is lost.

In the eyes of the night crying bird, Yan Guiren has been wounded many times, and he should have fallen to the ground due to excessive bleeding, and he should never be so calm and calm at this time.

In fact, Yan Guiren was unmoved, just slightly slanted. This time the wound involved the tendons and veins of the leg, and he did not pull them out, but ignored the hidden weapon that gradually rubbed the wound with his movements, and paid close attention to the sound of the wind on all sides.

The night bird does not move, and then waits for the right time. As long as he makes any movement that is not in harmony with the environment, he may be detected by Yan Guiren, and then approached by it, killing with one blow. Many killers have died in this situation, and as an upper-class killer, the Night Cryer will not make mistakes easily.

It's just that the honor of the killer cannot be taken lightly, there was no living mouth in the hands of the night crying bird in the past, and there is no room for failure today.

The wind, blowing lightly again, swept diagonally across the treetops......

The sound of the rubbing of branches and leaves obscured the killer's movements, and the night crying bird's fingertips moved, and five glimmers flew out back and forth. His face covered with red veil was heartless, and he already regarded his prey as if it were a dead man.

In order to save physical strength and prevent serious wounds, Yan Guiren closed his eyes slightly and no longer walked around at will. He just wants to protect the peace of one party and accompany his deceased lover to spend the rest of his life in a corner of suffering.

People don't disturb the wind and dust, but the wind and dust disturb people.

At this time, the wind situation is actually not good for him, the sound of the surrounding branches and leaves shaking is a kind of interference, if there is a halberd in his hand at this time, the most appropriate response is to take the initiative to attack, sweep some shadow corners that may hide the killer, and force him to appear in a frontal battle.

…… Do you regret it, this feeling has never stayed in Yan Guiren's mind.

At this moment, the wind and clouds on the valley changed, and suddenly the sky turned dark, turbulent and thunderous.

A thunderbolt came from outside the sky almost at the same time as the wings of the five cicadas, and the "click" sound was behind the light, and in the suddenly dim environment, the snow-bright electric light fell directly in front of Yan Guiren, reflecting the little reflected glimmer that belonged to the silent dark device.

The five glimmers of light flickered, and the direction of the silent cicada's wings was clear, which were the five key points of the top door, throat, shoulders, and heart.

Yan Guiren suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand, sideways to avoid the one that attacked the heart, his throat was cold at the same time, and the sharp blade passed diagonally, leaving a blood mark, and at the same time, the one that changed direction halfway and went straight to the top door also fell short and circled again, only the two on his shoulders could not be avoided, and they hit one after another, and once again brought up two blood flowers - and then at this moment!

Above the clouds, suddenly there was a sound of poetry: "The destiny of heaven is sex, and the spontaneity is the way; Heaven is one, and the broken pole suspension bridge! ”

This is probably the last time Liu Piaoxu Yin Qiujun, the lord of the Broken Pole Suspension Bridge, appeared in the world in the Bitter Realm Martial Arts:

"Yan Guiren, catch it!"

With a bang, a gun fell straight to the ground! Different from the Holy Halberd God Sigh, this gun is called "Gu Wen", which was originally obtained by Yin Qiujun from a transaction many years ago. A day ago, someone sent a letter to the Feng Shui Forbidden Land, hoping that he would transfer this gun to Yan Guiren, and was willing to exchange anything for it.

The lonely gun appeared in front of Yan Guiren, the tip of the gun is made of two blades in one, the double-sided blade is no different from the halberd, the sallow yellow of the gun is an extremely flexible wood, and the handle of the gun is covered with silver to prevent slipping...... The gun, whispering in the wind, has not been stained with blood, and is already inviting the most suitable master in front of him, expressing his invisible fighting intent!

Yan Guiren lost too much blood, and out of the instinct of a warrior, he suddenly clenched the solitary question in front of him.

In the swirling wind, the subtle cicada chirped again, and the night bird that was secretly controlled did not have time to react to the change in front of him, so he smelled a loud shout.

Yan Guiren held the lonely question in his hand, and swept suddenly, and the huge power was enough to make it impossible for all things to be secretly disturbed. With a bang, the gun hit the ground, and the smoke and dust that burst up instantly obscured his whereabouts.

The night bird knew that something was wrong, and it was too late to retreat.

Tremendous forces have come from the ground, leveling, collapsing, and flying along with an inch of ground and trees in all directions. Among them is the one where the Red Embroidery Killer is hiding. At this time, the dark clouds dispersed, and the lord of the Broken Pole Suspension Bridge, who had come here to drop a gun, did not see the end, and confirmed that the Yan Guiren still had the strength to fight, and left.

The sun shone down on the valley, and in a chaotic foliage, the hastily appeared red-clothed masked figure was incomparably dazzling.

Bright red, in addition to clothing, there is blood......

With a bang, the blade of the gun turned red for the first time, penetrating the sternum and crushing the heart - this move "Yan to Yan Hui", from the hands of Yan Guiren, first cracked the ground with the tail of the gun, and then reversed the blade with elastic force, and at the moment when the red-clothed killer appeared when the trees collapsed on all sides, he ruthlessly killed people.

The spear pierced through the fragile body of the night cryer, and with the last of its strength, knocked the man down and pinned him to the ground.

"You......" the night bird was dying, blood gushing from its mouth, "why are you—" why can you still be so mobile?

Yan Guiren's expression did not move, and his energy came out of his body, forcing out the four cicada wings that had been embedded in his body from his waist and shoulders one after another, and then pulled out the lonely gun from the corpse of the night crying bird that had lost his breath, and slammed it on the ground, stabilized his body, and slowly lowered his head.