The expected sword did not pierce his body, and Hate Wind heard a clear sound of "ding", and when he opened his eyes again, he saw a tall back in front of him.

"Are you alright?" he asked, tilting his head.

In a trance, Hate Feng saw the silver mask on his face, which turned out to be the person who stopped Shi Qiyuan in front of the Golden Wind Jade Dew Building.

Why is he here?

Hate Feng didn't speak, she was weak, she didn't even have the strength to open her mouth to speak, her lips opened and closed, and she could only say one word: "Go." ”

I can't fight anymore, so don't bother anyone else.

The stronger the spiritual power, the greater the influence, not only the spiritual power in the body will be suppressed, but also the formation will be sucked into the center and lose consciousness.

The land under this foot is the center of the formation, and the closer it is to the center, the greater the impact.

Come to think of it, those jackdaw protectors before were also attracted to this place, and they would be eliminated by these assassins in one fell swoop.

And these assassins, Hate Feng recognized, they must be one of the seventy-two assassins, from the distant Central Plains, practicing the Central Plains martial arts, and will not be affected by this formation.

The means are so insidious that they are extremely insidious.

Hate Wind thought as he fell.

However, instead of feeling the cold earth, she fell into a warm embrace, and heard a steady heartbeat on her right cheek.

A gentle force flowed from her back into her body, this power was not like spiritual power, it was calm and strong, which relieved the tiredness in Hate Feng's body a lot.

Little by little, she regained consciousness and heard the sound of the wind whizzing in her ears.

Overhead were clusters of trees, and bits of light pierced through the leaves and fell on his silver mask like stars shining in the sky.

The sound of a dense burst of air shot towards the two of them, and the figure of the silver-faced man swept up out of thin air, stepping up on the rough bark, dodging nine hidden weapons in a row, but was hit by the tenth hidden weapon on the right side of the mask.

Sharp needles pierced through the mask, taking it away from the silver-faced man's face and nailing it into the trunk of the tree in front of it.

Hate Feng looked at his face and couldn't help but be surprised: "Gu Yizhou?"

He was obviously the assassin of Thunder Fire, how could he come here to save himself at this moment?

Gu Yizhou placed her on a treetop, leaned her back against the trunk, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll come when I go." ”

Hated Wind watched as he leaped from the tree and drew the soft sword at his waist like a wave, swinging it in his hand.

I heard the assassin under the tree exclaim, "This is, Autumn Wind Sword!"

"Could it be, a light door?"

"It doesn't matter who he is, when he comes here, he will not be able to eat and go around!"

As he spoke, the eight assassins led by him came out together, each holding a long sword in their hands, and stabbed towards Gu Yizhou, but when he waved his soft sword, a sword qi emitted and shook the eight assassins backwards.

Immediately afterwards, the assassins in the rear were holding more than a dozen spears, and they attacked Gu Yizhou whirringly, he rolled up on his side, rolled up the three spears with his left hand, threw them back with his backhand, and shot the three assassins in the chest in a row, killing him instantly.

Taking advantage of this gap, he stepped on the trunk of a tree and leapt into the air, and unleashed a set of flowing swordsmanship in a dashing manner, his body and sword speed were like ghosts, swinging a dense sword light from the sky, enveloping the assassin.

The assassins didn't see how he did it, and there was already a bloody hole in his forehead, and he fell to the ground and died.

An elderly Assassin fell to the ground, blood pouring from his forehead and staining his face red, muttering before dying, "All lights are shining...... Such a powerful swordsmanship, with one lamp to spread all the lights, and finally all the lights are bright, unexpectedly, let me meet ......"

Gu Yizhou fell back to the ground, and all the assassins behind him fell to the ground, and there was not a drop of blood on his Autumn Wind Sword, and the long sword was put into his waist, as if he had changed back into the little second in the dilapidated tavern.

He jumped up to the treetops, hugged the hated wind in his arms, and said, "It's safe, let's go." ”

Hate Wind stared at the side of his face, his angular jaw, and his facial features were as distinct as carvings.

"Why did you save me?" she asked in a low voice.

"Because I am destined for you, I am the same as all the boys in the world, and I feel that I am destined for a beautiful girl when I see her. ”

Hate Feng snorted coldly and scolded: "It's not serious, if all the boys in the world are like you, the girls might as well become nuns." ”

He laughed, and the sun was shining on his face, dazzling and beautiful.

After staying away from this forest, Hate Wind gradually felt that his physical strength had recovered, and the spiritual power in his body could no longer be suppressed, and he could gradually mobilize.

Finally, the trees overhead were no longer visible, and the blue sky was clear.

Gu Yizhou landed steadily from the tree to the ground, bent down, put his hating feet on the ground, slowly let go of his hand, scratched his head, and said, "I really hope this forest is so big that there is no end." ”

It's really a disciple, but for the sake of him saving her life, she resisted the urge to scold.

Hate Feng has been wondering what kind of person he is, he has a powerful Central Plains Kung Fu, but he is willing to come to Yaskawa's Thunderfire Organization and become an assassin.

Moreover, is he really an assassin?

Gu Yizhou was a little awkward by her, put his hands on his chest, and said, "Hey, what do you want to do to me?"

Hate Feng smiled and said, "You relax, I don't want to do anything to you." Besides, if the two of us really fight, it is not certain who will lose and who will win. ”

"Wow, you actually laughed, I thought you were a Xiaoice Mountain, only fighting and swearing. ”

I really couldn't speak properly, Hate Feng clasped his hands in front of his chest, looked at him helplessly, and asked, "Who are you?"

Before Gu Yizhou could answer, suddenly, a powerful spiritual power approached the two of them, and he was slightly stunned, and immediately launched the power of his body, guarding against his side, and when he turned around, he saw Shi Mingxuan, who was wearing a green shirt fluttering and holding a bamboo fan.

After she and Shi Mingxuan saw each other clearly, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

The hatred wind dissipated the phaseless power around him and asked, "Master Envoy, why are you here?"

"It's a long story, why are you here, who is this young man next to you?"

As he spoke, he looked at Gu Yizhou, and immediately recognized this person, it was the person on the portrait he gave to Hate Wind yesterday, so he looked at him seriously, and his eyes were attracted by the thick cocoon in his palm.

This is the hand that practices the sword!

Central Plains people?

Shi Mingxuan's eyes showed vigilance.

Hate Feng said on the side: "His name is Gu Yizhou, he is a young man I met in Jinfeng Yulu Building before, from the Central Plains Martial Arts, thanks to him saving my life today, I was able to escape from this forest by luck." ”

After hearing this, Shi Mingxuan's eyes were much gentler, and he said, "It turns out that you have known each other before, thank you Shaoxia for saving the Jackdaw Gate Protector." ”

Gu Yizhou was pleasantly surprised when she heard the hated wind calling herself a young man, didn't she still say that she was going to kill herself in front of the tavern before? Suddenly she changed her appearance, which made him a little flattered, but he still said generously: "Where is it, the road is uneven, don't take it to heart." ”

Shi Mingxuan asked Hate Feng: "There were five signal flares released before, how many escorts were in them?" His face was a little grim.

Hate Wind replied in a deep voice: "About five, all of them were killed." ”

"I'm still late. Shi Mingxuan blamed himself, he took the bamboo fan back to his waist, and walked into the forest step by step, "I have to go and collect the corpses of my brothers, I hate the wind, if you are not afraid, you can come with me." ”

Hate Feng nodded, followed behind Shi Mingxuan, walked a few steps and turned back to Gu Yizhou and said, "I will go to you again." ”

"You know where to find me. As he spoke, he made a gesture of chasing the wind, and when he thought that it was the wind that had cast a spell on him on horseback, he immediately remembered the gesture.