With a "brush", the sword opened the oil-paper umbrella without a trace.

His strange behavior made Long Yan and the others puzzled, but the most surprised person in his heart at this moment was Feng Xiaoxiao.

Quick sword, oil-paper umbrella, this ...... Could it be......

The snowflakes scattered in the air seemed to turn into a slanting drizzle in Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes, and in the drizzle, a man in Tsing Yi seemed to be holding an oil-paper umbrella in front of him. Feng Xiaoxiao shook his head. At least the sword in Jian Wuji's hand is not the thin and narrow sword of the man in Tsing Yi.

However, at this time, Jian Wuxian suddenly smiled strangely at Feng Xiaoxiao, which seemed to mean something.

Long Yan didn't have the patience to keep watching him play tricks, but Ren said patiently again: "Have you two thought it through?" What do you mean? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't speak, his spirit at the moment was completely focused on Jian Wuxi's hand, and he didn't hear a word Long Yan say at all.

Jian Wuxian smiled lightly, and then said softly: "Look at the sword!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his sword was raised.

Although everyone was surprised, they would not be caught off guard like this, and everyone also raised their weapons to parry, preparing to fight back.

What Feng Xiaoxiao saw in front of him were dozens of cold lights, and what he heard in his ears was the sharp sound of the wind. At this moment, the snow seemed to stop, the air seemed to freeze, and even time seemed to pause.

By the time everything was restored, the sword without a trace had withdrawn, and the sky was filled with bright red blood flowers, which were sprinkled and stained bright red with the snowflakes that had not yet landed.

There were thirteen of them, and they couldn't believe their eyes, whether it was the blood flowers flying in front of them, or the attribute that had already been degraded - life.

There are also three people who have not been hit, but their names are not worth mentioning, they have not been hit, not because their martial arts are superior to others, but because of the sword without a trace of the sword technique "Soul Chasing Thirteen Swords", which can attack up to thirteen targets at a time.

Everyone was still struggling whether everything in front of them was true or false, and the sword without a trace was raised again.

The three people who were spared for the first time were hit at the same time, and each of them had at least four injuries on their bodies, and the four injuries added up, and they all had only one breath left.

Everyone was stunned, their eyes were full of panic and uneasiness, and no one could tell how they had won this sword.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

And Feng Xiaoxiao no longer doubts that the sword has no trace, and he is a man in Tsing Yi!

The sword without a trace suddenly moved slightly, and Long Yan and the others were like frightened birds, and they hurriedly retreated backwards.

And Jian Wuxian just pulled Feng Xiaoxiao on the side to his side. Feng Xiaoxiao looked at the umbrella that was hidden overhead. It gives itself a sense of fulfillment, and of course, it can't erase the credit of the sword without a trace.

Jian Wuxian smiled to show everyone, and then said, "Do you still want to fight?" ”

Long Yan didn't answer immediately, he glanced at Feiyun. Feiyun was also surprised, and suddenly, Feiyun waved his hand and shouted, "Let's go together!" ”

The gangs that had been scattered on the periphery just now rushed over again, while Long Yan and the others quietly retreated.

These ordinary gangsters were even more vulnerable in front of Sword Traceless, if it weren't for the fact that the dead would turn into a white light and flash, they would have seen corpses all over the field.

And Long Yan had already retreated to Feiyun's side at this time, and Feiyun couldn't help but ask, "What's going on?" ”

Long Yan could only shake his head and said, "I don't know, I only saw a flash of sword light, and I didn't have time to raise my hand, I was already hit!" That's all he can say.

Heist came over and whispered, "There must be something strange about his umbrella!" ”

At the moment of life and death, he did nothing, but held up an umbrella, which is certainly questionable.

Feiyun said: "You must catch him!" ”

Long Yan shook his head and said, "I'm afraid we can't do it!" ”

Feiyun said: "Hold him up until he runs out of his medicine!" ”

Jian Wuxian and Feng Xiaoxiao were still under siege, although no one could get close to them, but the number of enemies was too much, and after killing for half a day, they could not see any reduction in the slightest.

Compared to when he dealt with Long Yan and many other masters just now, Jian Wuxian's expression at the moment was even more solemn, and he whispered to Feng Xiaoxiao: "It's not okay to go on like this, you have to kill it as soon as possible!" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "You don't have to worry about me, you can kill it quickly!" ”

Jian Wuxian said with a displeased face: "No matter what you and I are doing here!" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao was silent, people were called by themselves, and now they are telling people to leave themselves alone, which seems to be a bit excessive.

Sword Without a Trace asked as he moved forward, "Can you still jump on the wall?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao dragged his tired pace to keep up and said, "I'm afraid it's a little difficult!" ”

Jian Wuji asked again, "Where is the door?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao pointed in the direction of the front door, and without saying a word, the sword was traceless, dragging him towards the direction of the door.

One person is in front of the road, and the other is in a hurry, although Feng Xiaoxiao no longer has any combat effectiveness, he is still able to run errands.

The sword without a trace sword is dead, and no one can stop it, but these low-level players can't experience the horror of the sword without a trace like those masters in Longyan, they believe in the theory that there are many people and there is great power. Don't be afraid of one dead, stand up two, die two, stand up two pairs.

If a person dies and has a corpse, it can still be regarded as an obstacle, but at this moment, the death of a person will turn into a light and disappear, and the person behind can immediately rush towards the two of them unimpeded.

And Jian Wuxian had to stop his progress at this time, and turned around to help Feng Xiaoxiao block these attacks.

Feng Xiaoxiao struggled forward, and Sword Without a Trace surrounded him like a circle of light, clearing the surrounding obstacles.

A crack was squeezed out of the crowd by the two of them, and Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't believe it was true as he watched the door become clearer and clearer in his eyeliner.

I don't know how many people have chased the soul with the sword of Jian Wuxi, Jian Wuxian is really fighting with blood, his whole body is covered with blood, and even the umbrella he has been holding above his head has a blood-stained demeanor.

When the door was facing the sight of the two and clearly appeared in front of them, Feng Xiaoxiao also saw a figure who had just broken up - Ronghua. Holding his long stick, Lane Flower appeared in the crowd.

Jian Wuxian didn't know it, he just treated Ronghua as an ordinary member and presented an ordinary sword. Langhua didn't dodge or block, the sword hit him accurately, and Jian Wuxian immediately withdrew his hand and hit the next target, from the beginning of the melee to the present, he has been solving an opponent with one sword, and it has become a habit.

But this time he paid the price for this habit, and when he hit Lane Flower and then turned to hit the next target, Lane Flower's stick caught up with him at this moment. A silent stick.

All of this happened in a split second, from the time Feng Xiaoxiao recognized Langhua to the time he shouted "Beware" in a prompting tone, it was all over.

In the end, the sword was stabbed in the waist with a stick.

Jian Wuxian responded at the first time, and the sword light staggered and sprinkled on Langhua's body, but it was an endless "clanging" sound, and Langhua still stood with a smile.

Sword Without a Trace spat out a mouthful of blood. Although he subconsciously shrank and avoided some of the damage at the moment when he poked the stick, like Feng Xiaoxiao, the physique of their speed clan was not strong, and he was still not lightly injured by this stick. He's sluggish.

The gate was only a few steps away from the two of them, but at that moment an impassable barrier appeared. But if they don't cross him, the two of them will definitely have no life.

Sword Traceless struck at Lane Flower again, aiming directly at his head. Langhua seemed to have expected this, the sword had just moved, and the stick in his hand had already been raised horizontally, using the interception frame style of "Iron Lock Hengjiang". Since it can intercept Feng Xiaoxiao's fast legs, it can also intercept similar fast swords. That's what he thought.

This time it's Flower's turn to pay for the experience.

The sword light struck his completely defenseless head with the sound of the wind, and the stick flicked to meet him, but before his stick could catch the sword, the sword had already hit his vital point.

Langhua couldn't believe that this was true, the speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness of this sword were all beyond his expectations. His eyes widened, and with a look of surprise on his face, he disappeared into a burst of white light. The price he paid was clearly greater.

This sword also consumed a lot of Jian Wuji's energy, and when the sword was withdrawn, he also stumbled. And in the process of stumbling, he had to set up the enemy's move to attack from many sides, and Jian Wuxian spat blood again, and the wound was deeper.

But it's only a few steps away from the door, and when you go out of the gate to perform light skills, you still have a chance to escape!

The sword gritted its teeth without a trace, and the sword stabbed out crookedly and diagonally, but it still had enough speed and power. The two of them also moved forward in a crooked manner.

The door was finally within reach, and a wave of joy welled up in my heart. Although Feng Xiaoxiao doesn't know if he still has the strength to perform light skills when he goes out, at least this is hope, a hope that is placed in front of him and earned by hard work.

Jian Wuxian swung his sword to protect the two of them, he now almost only has the strength to resist, and his injuries continue to worsen under his continuous moves, and his strength continues to lose, but fortunately, the goal has been achieved.

Feng Xiaoxiao's trembling hand pushed towards the door, not moving at all, and Feng Xiaoxiao's heart was half cold. He pushed hard again, but the door still didn't move, and even his fingertips were cold.

Feng Xiaoxiao was about to announce this unfortunate news to Jian Wuxi, when suddenly the door opened with a "bang", but it was in the direction of Feng Xiaoxiao.

Feng Xiaoxiao was ecstatic, it turned out that this door was to be pulled and not pushed, but fortunately, the wind blew the door open.

Suddenly, Feng Xiaoxiao realized that he was wrong. It wasn't wind at all, and he saw a black whirring thing standing right in front of him.

Fixed his eyes on a closer look, it was a person. A heavily armed man, with black armor and black boots, but each hand holds a shiny plate axe. But this plate axe also made Feng Xiaoxiao feel black, and the legendary black whirlwind Li Kui used such a plate axe.

What is this? Feng Xiaoxiao muttered to himself, and his heart was clouded with a black shadow.