What a sword light.

This is a clear and cold bone, refreshing blue light, as clear as water, as if it is an unfinished dream, light and light, like a dream.

This sword light was still in the courtyard when it lit up, and when it fell, it was already in front of Zhang Renfeng eight or nine steps away.

Fast, urgent, like an arrow from the string, straight stabbed out, too fast, the sword has arrived, the person with the sword will be far away, not far, the sword light behind the head is still embellished with a fluttering white shadow, the figure flies obliquely, like the celestial man who made the momentum of flying on the mural, ethereal dust, the sleeves of the robe flying, a sword, as if the surrounding light is all converged.

came together, and everyone's eyes.

The sword was so fast, so fast that the wind and rain seemed to have no time to close, and countless raindrops collapsed like foam, and were picked apart by the tip of the sword.

Lei Bin's eyes were hidden with a fine light, faintly flickering.

The person who took his needle was really not a mediocre hand, he had been secretly watching the other party holding an umbrella and lifting a sword, wandering around in this mansion leisurely, from beginning to end, he actually only made a sword, or passively returned the move, and naturally thought about it, he didn't come out of the sword, could it be that he couldn't bear it? Still don't want to?

Former.

A killer can't bear to kill, this is already a very dangerous thing, so dangerous that the other party will betray Blackstone at any time, and maybe attack them.

Latter.

What's even more dangerous, the Wheel King has an order to "shoot and kill", but he is unwilling to kill, which shows that his heart has betrayed.

Therefore, let the color actor fall into the enemy formation, he didn't make a move, he just wanted to see how Su Qing would deal with it, if he still didn't make a move, he looked indifferent and watched quietly, naturally he couldn't stay.

Fortunately, Su Qing still did it in the end, and went straight to Zhang Renfeng, could it be that this is a very proud person, only interested in the strong? Lei Bin thought that it seemed that only in this way could he reasonably explain everything that the other party had before.

There are a lot of Blackstone killers, although he is the top one, but except for the "Wheel King", everyone else only has to obey orders, who would have the heart to find a person with a face painted among the countless killers who hide their heads and masks.

What's more, someone dies every few days, and a new person comes in, so he is even more lazy to admit it, anyway, they are all covered faces, what is the difference.

But this, he remembered.

received a needle from him that day, and now this sword stabbed Zhang Renfeng.

It seems that Blackstone has another hard hand, and this is a very proud swordsman.

The doubts in Lei Bin's heart have dissipated.

The color opera master is also contemplative, there are many fast sword masters on the rivers and lakes, but this person's speed seems to be about to leave the rules, and he can't see the number of ways, but this is a simple stab, and it can be so fast that it seems to be a hidden weapon in a trance.

The rest of the Blackstone Killers also saw it clearly.

And Su Qing is for them to see, the clearer they see, the better they understand.

Come to this Zhang Mansion for a walk, he doesn't feel that no one notices him, everyone else is desperate to die, can he do it if he doesn't show something, otherwise, maybe he will have to be buried with this Zhang family, and it's strange to be able to get out of Zhang Mansion.

Moreover, he didn't plan to hide it, almost revealing something real, not only could he dispel other people's doubts, but also properly promote his status, otherwise he couldn't stand being called to kill people twice in three days.

And in Zhang Renfeng's eyes, the sword has arrived in front of him, and the person has also arrived in front of him.

His face is slightly dark, like the marks left by the wind and frost when walking the rivers and lakes over the years, his eyes are very big and bright, shining with cold light, bright with hatred, thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing blue clothes with white background, each holding a long and a short with both hands, two swords, the long sword is bright and snowy, the short sword is black and black, a sword is flat, and a sword is horizontal.

It doesn't look like a Shousuke's son at all.,It's a little simple.。

Finally.

The sword arrived.

Qinghong is like lightning, the sword light is cold, and the sword wind is trembling.

Boom~

A little blue light suddenly flew like a flower in the sky, turning into dozens of phantoms, a sharp fast sword, at this moment without reservation, Su Qing only took out the sword, and the body that jumped in the air was like a wild dragon making waves at this moment, the wind and rain were chaotic, and the sword moved with him.

Zhang Renfeng whispered to the guards beside him:

"Get out of the way!"

He has drawn his sword.

Out of it was the long sword that was being held.

The jagged sword, the long sword is good at changing, the short sword is skillful, if you want to kill him, you not only have to win the long sword, but also have to break the short sword.

When he took out the long sword, the short sword had been flipped in the palm of his left hand, light and flexible, piercing Su Qing's lower waist and abdomen, but his feet were retreating, his clothes were flying, Su Qing fell from the air, and he caught up with him again on tiptoe, and the two chased and retreated, and they were already fighting and killing each other in the air.

Listening to the crisp crashing sound of the rain, the Blackstone Killer came back to his senses again and again.

It's too fast.

The two of them have arrived in the hall.

"You go and kill the rest, and leave the rest to us!"

Lian Lian smiled, rolled up the cloak, and the person had jumped into the field, holding the Flowing Fire Double Knife and Su Qing to attack Zhang Renfeng left and right.

With one enemy and two enemies, Zhang Renfeng finally felt struggling, but what made him a little strange was that the person who made the fast sword, the sword road wandered, looking sharp, but when he really met, he always felt that there was an illusion that he was quite strong, he was fast, the other party was also fast, he was slow, the other party was also slow, the two fought forty or fifty moves, looking thrilling, but in fact, each other's skin was not broken at all, but the other party also showed a rather hard or hard look.

However, he didn't have time to think about it, the killing machine was in front of him, there was a pain in his back, a bloody mouth cut through his clothes, and there was a smell of burning, Zhang Renfeng rolled on the spot, and at the same time, he heard a ding-ding sound in his ears, and the flying needle attacked, and Lei Bin had also been killed.

The rain is getting lighter and lighter, and I'm afraid it's about to stop.

At the same time as the fight was going on.

"Zhang Renfeng, look at who this is!"

Under the siege of the three of them, Zhang Renfeng, who was struggling to support him left and right, heard the prestige, only to see a woman with a panicked expression who was held by the neck by the black stone killer knife and retreated.

With a tremor in his heart, Zhang Renfeng hurriedly said:

"Mother!"

But then he had seen a jaw-splitting scene, a masked blackstone killer had fallen, and the woman had fallen in a pool of blood.

"Report, Drizzle has obtained Rama's body, and Zhang Hairui is also dead!"

Someone reported it.

"Good!"

Hearing the news, Zhang Renfeng was shocked and even more shocked.

"You ......"

His eyes were red, and he screamed and turned around.

But at this moment, a sharp sword pierced into his heart.

"Seeing that you are so pitiful, I am reluctant to give you a ride!"

The soft voice, a little soft, seems to be nothing.

It was Su Qing who spoke.

With the sword drawn, Zhang Renfeng fell to the ground.

"The body has been handed down, remove it!"

Lei Bin glanced at Su Qing, who was shaking his sword, collected a pair of steel thorns, folded his arms a little lazily, and walked out, as if such murderous things were commonplace.

Others were also evacuating, taking with them the bodies of the dead Blackstone Killers.

The rain stopped.

The fighting also stopped.

Everyone left the mansion and walked away, until they returned to the long street that night, the "Wheel King" was still the same, covered in a black robe, his breath suddenly became heavy, his eyes swept back and forth among the people, and he hissed hoarsely: "What about the drizzle?" ”

"Drizzle, where did you go?"

"Hmm!"

His gasps were heavier, and his anger burned.

The drizzle was gone, and the body of Rama was gone.

No one can disobey his orders, especially the drizzle he has cultivated single-handedly, this is the only time, and this time, the drizzle betrays him.

No one spoke, for a long time.

The Wheel King suddenly let out a long breath and said in a deep voice: "Issue a hunt and kill order, but if anyone can find a drizzle, 50,000 taels of gold, and in addition, she has 800,000 taels of silver tickets on her, and spread all this news, I want there is no place for her in the world, and at the ends of the earth, I must also find Rama's body back for me!" ”

"Yes!"

The people answered.

"And you!"

The Wheel King suddenly looked at Su Qing, a pair of eyes under the hood, bright at the moment, looking at him fixedly.

A hoarse voice rang out.

"From today on, you are the fourth killer of Blackstone, if it's not a big deal, you don't have to participate in the assassination, they don't know you, say your name!"

Su Qingmo held his wrench, held his sword, carried an umbrella, and laughed softly: "Just call me Xikui!" ”

"Good!"

"Scatter!"

The Wheel King turned to leave, and the others scattered one after another, even Lei Bin and the color opera master also left one after another.

Only Su Qing was left, he didn't go back, but turned around and walked towards Zhang's house, he took off the white robe on his body very neatly, and there was one more at the bottom, a pitch-black clothes, behind his back, two knives three feet long and two inches wide were tied on top of each other, and he pulled out a black cloth from his bosom and covered his face.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the cold night.