The stone path in the courtyard is like washing, the wet marks are still there, and the shadow of the lamp is still glowing.

In Xuande Lane.

At this moment, the cries of selling are one after another, and they are very lively, just like a vegetable market in the early morning, and the noise is non-stop.

After a rain of arrows, there were more holes in the door that transmitted light, and the beams shone in, and the arrows were still nailed into the house.

Su Qing pulled out one and took a look, the arrows were cold and hard, this was not an ordinary object, since ancient times, bows and crossbows have been sharp weapons in the army, and crossbows can pierce armor and stones, and they can only be coerced by ordinary people, not to mention that those black stones are only used by secret weapons.

It seems that today is more auspicious and less auspicious.

Although he had guessed a lot, he didn't guess that the other party would come so quickly, most likely because the real person in power was afraid that his ugly things would be revealed, so he had the intention of killing people and killing people.

He looked at the silver bell beside him that was clutching the corner of his clothes.

"Wait, let's get out of the city!"

"Are you afraid?"

The little girl shook her head with a smile, the bell rang, and she said crisply:

"Don't be afraid!"

"That's good!"

Su Qing smiled.

"Which is stronger and which is weaker, we have to fight!"

He muttered to himself, got up and walked to the bed, only lifted the mattress, and underneath it was a row of three-foot long knives with six handles, wrapped in a knife bag, which was sewn with leather, knotted with rope nets, and connected in parallel, as if he had been preparing for a long time.

Su Qing slowly tied the knife bag tightly to his body, hung his waist according to his courage, and the six long knives were on his back, his eyes showed murderous intent and no softness, and he lifted the horse chopping knife.

"Rama's martial arts shocked the past and the present, so that after death, the body was not rotten, the skin was tough and the bones were strong, and you carried it on your back, you could withstand the arrow and the hidden weapon!"

Hearing this, Yinling did as he was asked, pulling out a small and delicate scimitar in his hand, with a smile still on his small face, but a pair of dark eyes narrowed into a slit like Su Qing, like two crescents, and he was carrying the body of Rama tightly behind his back.

"If they don't come in, then we'll get out!" Su Qing rubbed the little girl's head and said with a smile: "Today, the two of us will also learn what we sang in the play, live and die together, advance and retreat together!" ”

The little girl smiled even more happily and nodded her head with a heavy "um".

"Good!"

Su Qing took a deep breath.

With a breath in his breath, he carried a knife on his back, a sword in his hand, and a silver bell in his hand, and walked towards the wooden door.

Separated by a door, such as two sides of the world, outside the door, just like the downtown area, the neighborhood may have been fascinated, so there is no movement.

Open a crack in the door.

I saw that there was really a market in the wide alley, selling vegetables, selling meat, selling sugar gourds, selling dim sum, and buying vegetables, looking ordinary and ordinary, without any different colors, but in the middle of the night, the time was wrong, the dog barked and the rooster was all gone, and a group of people were like a ghost, and a lamp was hung every few steps on both sides, which only made people feel cold behind them, like a ghost.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

He suddenly picked up the silver bell and turned around and rushed to the foot of the wall, kicked it with his feet, lifted his body, and the person was like a mandrill rising more than a foot high, and the toes were a little bit of the wall, and the person had pulled the onion and climbed to the roof on the dry ground.

But as soon as I went up, two cold rays lit up among the rubble.

That's the sword light.

The light is as cold as snow, reflecting people's eyes, slashing horizontally and vertically, opening and closing, not like the style of the people in the rivers and lakes, but like something tempered between life and death of the soldiers in the army.

As soon as the knife light in his hand was spit out, a cold light suddenly appeared, and a terrifying crescent moon arc light swayed from the waist and abdomen of the two people, but when they saw that the knife momentum they slashed out suddenly slowed down, as if they were being picked up by residual strength, but there was no remaining momentum, and they only ran out less than half a step, and even the people with knives were all cut in unison.

The knife broke the person and died on the spot.

In the flash of lightning, Su Qing had already strode up on the roof, the rabbit was falling, sometimes like a tiger pounced on a snake, sometimes like an old ape jumping, running more than two feet away in one step, looking at the movement like a rabbit, going like thunder, but landing but quietly, tiptoeing.

Fast as an arrow from a string.

But when he moved, he listened to a series of "whooshing" arrows that made the scalp tingle break through the air, as well as the sound of the crossbow machine, and there were black lights and shadows in all directions, it was really a report and a report, not long ago he killed the king of the wheel with this means of attacking from afar, and he didn't want to be so fast, it was his turn.

Su Qing's body collapsed suddenly, stopped rushing forward, held the silver bell, hooked his right foot, just like an ape climbing a branch and kicking a tree, blocked a swing at the corner of the eaves, turned around, not only dodged those arrows, but also jumped up with the help of strength, fell seven or eight zhang away, the handle of the knife stood up, penetrated into the ground, boomed, and landed in Xuande Lane.

The moment he landed, the vendors in those alleys rushed over, their weapons in their hands, all of them with swords.

"Follow me!"

Su Qing's left hand had let go of the silver bell, and he held the exaggerated and terrifying wide-mouthed long knife in his hand with both hands, the knife was almost one person taller, one foot longer than the original Pu knife, unilateral blade, the blade was cut obliquely, and it was good at chopping.

Hearing the sound of the silver bell behind him, Su Qing tightened the handle of the knife with ten fingers, looked at those who rushed up, and suddenly laughed. "Hehe, it's because you're not lucky enough to meet me!"

Before the laughter fell, the feet had already strode up to meet it.

The hand turned his wrist, the long knife had been stabbed straight out, the first person was pierced through the chest, high off the ground provoked, screamed, but saw the knife body shook sharply, the scream stopped abruptly, the person has been divided into two halves from the "poof", and the blood of the five organs was scattered in all directions.

His cheeks were warm and flowing, blood was splashing down, and Su Qing said softly: "Bow your head!" ”

The silver bell behind him, who was jumping and chasing after him, heard that the cat got down, and then saw a fierce and domineering, wide open and closed knife light, in Su Qing's hand, from a straight stab to a sweep, while dragging the knife with his right arm, he let go of the handle of the knife with his left arm, lifted the silver bell on the ground, and spun and flew under his feet.

The slashing knife had been dragged in his hand, as if it had been rounded, and the light of the black cold knife almost turned into a round shadow, as if it was wrapped in unimaginable power.

"Puff puff—"

In the chaos, the blade passed through, bringing out lines of blood.

The eyes of the five or six people who came in front of them suddenly dimmed, and in the next moment, the blade in their hands was silently broken, and in the trembling of the bell, their chests, necks, waists and abdomen were all skin and flesh, bursting with blood mist, and then their limbs were separated, their waists and necks were broken, and they fell to the ground and died.

"Hey!"

With a loud roar, the white robe was agitated, and the momentum of the slash was not exhausted, Su Qing's body was hanging, his right arm was raised, and the long knife of the horizontal slash suddenly raised and slashed vertically, slashing down in the air like a force splitting Huashan.

The handle slides from the palm of your hand to the end.

"Bell!"

The tip of the knife fell to the ground, and the gold and stone struck like thunder on the stone slab, sparks splashed everywhere, and the two people in front of them fell straight to the ground, and a blood mark appeared on the eyebrows of one person, from top to bottom, and one person from the left shoulder to the right abdomen, and at the same time fell to the ground, they were divided into two halves.

"Oh~"

With a slash, Su Qing walked away from the knife, and a series of sparks were stirred up under the blade, bringing out a piercing buzz, bringing out a pale white knife mark, which was filled with blood in an instant.

"Kill, kill!"

Hearing this shouting of killing, Su Qing believed the conjecture in his heart even more, these people pretending to be the Black Stone Killer were probably most of the elite in the army, and nine times out of ten, they came out of the palace.

The momentum of rushing forward against the knife suddenly stopped, Su Qing's palm slid to the middle of the hilt, lifted the knife, and kicked his right foot like a thunderbolt at the same time, and a corpse in front of him flew out in an instant, and the long knife shook and roared.

"Let's kill!"

The corpse flew out not far away, and was divided by the knife, and the blood mist was splashed, but before he could react, the cold light in front of him flashed, and it was a chopping knife that opened and closed widely, but at this moment, it was like an embroidery, and it slashed through the throats of several people, and the tip of the knife was covered with blood droplets, and some people choked their throats and fell to the ground.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Someone snorted coldly in the darkness.

Another rain of arrows.

Su Qing's ears were bright, and when he heard the sound of giving orders, his ghostly eyes froze, and he couldn't help but say that the long knife in his hand had been twisted and thrown at the source of the sound.

A knife was thrown, Su Qing's hands moved again, he drew his sword with his right hand, drew his sword with his left hand, the swords came out together, the white sleeves rolled up, like flowing clouds and waterfalls, it was actually the shadow of the water sleeves dancing with a bit of drama, even picking and pulling, flowing clouds and water, and the sky was full of arrows and rain like flying locusts, but in front of Su Qing, it was completely useless and was blocked.

Needless to say, Yinling had already hid behind Su Qing,

The two fought and retreated.

Seeing that he was about to reach the mouth of the alley, he went out of Xuande Lane.

But listen.

"Hehe, we can't let you slip away!"

At the entrance of the alley, an old man wearing a cloth hat and a cloth coat was holding his hands, blocking the way, his face was white and beardless, he didn't even have eyebrows, he was about a few years old, with sharp-beaked monkey gills, his cheeks were shriveled and fleshless, and his body was a little rickety.

The old man withdrew his hand and waved his sleeve.

The footsteps behind him immediately seemed to disappear.

On the back of Su Qing's hand, he was alert for a long time, and his hairs stood up, this is a hard hand.

I heard the man laugh in a sharp voice: "I heard that you are waiting for me, so our family is here!" ”

Su Qing sneered.

"Old eunuch, you are also a handful of years old, and you don't care well for your days, but you ran out to beg for death, you really don't know whether you live or die!"

The old man's eyes widened.

"Presumptuous!"

While drinking, he flew and pounced.