"Hmm!"

A faint gasp, as if out of nowhere, fell from the umbrella into the rain and splashed on the ground, like his usual voice, very soft, very faint.

He is not a person who likes to speak loudly, because if the voice is loud, it will appear noisy, and it will make people feel sharp, hurt, and force, not to mention that no matter how loud the voice is, the voice is just a voice, and it can't do practical things, it can't change anything, it's like a dog, even if it can make a wolf's howl, but no matter how loud the barking is, don't you still have to eat.

Those who are powerful never speak loudly, because they don't need to use words to restrain the enemy, nor do they need to use words to reason, they will only do it, power is reason, and how many people in the world dare to speak loudly to the powerful.

Therefore, it is better for people to be soft, not only to collect the edge, to hide themselves, but also to be clean and peaceful, and when he does not need to hide, at that time, the voice of the voice is not loud, it no longer matters.

But now, this way from the front yard, Su Qing has sighed a lot.

The rain is still falling.

under the denseness.

In the dim firelight of the main hall, a corpse was reflected, and Su Qing hoped that the rain would be heavier, which would block the view, cover the blood, and hide the murderous intention.

There was the sound of weapons colliding everywhere, and in the rain atmosphere in all directions, there were wails, screams, and cries of pain one after another, which was really miserable, as if entering the netherworld.

A green-clothed maid ran out of the flower garden next to her in a panic, the ring on her body was clear, fourteen or fifteen years old, beautiful and sweet, but now her eyes were full of fear, her mouth screamed, and with a single sound, she fell to her knees, her soul was broken, and a black shadow with a knife flashed in front of her, and the black shadow was also shot through the throat by an arrow.

An arrow crossed the throat, the man was not immediately killed, he looked at the person who was walking slowly with an umbrella in the shadow, blood gushing from his mouth, roaring and staggering over, not to kill, but to struggle and roar: "Save ~ me ~"

The blood in his throat and the arrow made him cry hoarsely, this was a blackstone killer, he shouldn't have turned around, because the arrow whizzed through the air and was nailed to his back.

"Wow!"

With a miserable scream, he fell to the ground, looked at the people who were close at hand, and stretched out his hand to grab it, as if he was grasping a life-saving straw.

He's dead.

Can you not die if you are hit by four or five arrows in your back?

The boss with a pair of eyes stared at the soft, plain and even calm clear eyes under the umbrella.

Su Qing faintly withdrew his drooping gaze, and withdrew his left leg from the man's blood-stained hand, and there was a dark red mark on the robe he had just changed.

Zhang's mansion is very large, how can a Shoufu's house be small, fighting in all directions, not far from the main hall, there are lights, and it is also the only light in this night rain, it seems that Zhang Hairui should be inside, Rama's body should also be inside, and Zhang Renfeng.

When he retracted his legs, he had loosened the umbrella, and the apricot-yellow paper umbrella swirled around and swirled in the wind and rain, as if dancing in the wind, and then fell to the ground lightly.

And arrows were fired.

Su Qing's steps were faster, and he raised his finger with his left hand and swept it, and the cold arrows jingled clearly, but they were deflected, and some even flew back, and a miserable scream sounded in the night, and then fell silent.

Immediately afterward, there was more rain of arrows.

It seems that these people are going to be unable to shrink out, and they are stubbornly defending, one arrow, two arrows Su Qing can still catch them with his bare hands, but when ten, more than a dozen, dozens of arrows beckoned to him, Su Qing couldn't help but be frightened, and he remembered the loss he suffered under this arrow.

Not only him, but the other blackstone killers who wanted to approach the main hall were all facing these arrows, like pear blossoms flying apart, and the arrows kept shooting in all directions.

There are so many crossbowmen hidden.

This is not just a simple archery, Su Qing dodged and dodged, and the arrows behind his feet were like beads, one after another, endlessly, falling to the ground, well-trained, good at cooperating, this is an elite soldier.

The rain was cold, as if to avoid being a little annoying, Su Qing's eyelids trembled, and on his dense eyelashes, the gathered water droplets suddenly shattered into mist, shaking his hand, "choking", the scabbard suddenly shook off, like an arrow from the string, flew straight out, and hit the chest of a crossbowman who kept shooting arrows outside the main hall, exploding out of thin air, scattering sawdust, and the edges and corners were only cut like blades at the moment of catharsis, leaving a bloody mouth, and the two people around them were also affected, screaming and retreating.

But when Su Qing made a move, he suddenly saw the color opera master coming from the other end with a flowing fire double knife, and seeing that the main hall was being protected by water, he smiled and took off a package from his body, inside was a rope, a hemp rope as thick as a rolling pin.

"Up!"

As soon as Su Qing saw him speak, the hemp rope actually jumped up, heading towards the sky, as if reaching the sky, straight as standing, and then submerged into the night, and a few sad laughs, even the rope had quickly climbed up the fairy rope, a few vertical jumps, no one.

"Wow!"

The rope seemed to have lost its mystery, falling from the air, like a dead snake wrapped together.

At this moment's time, the crossbowmen in the main hall suddenly became confused.

"Ahh

"Haha~"

In the midst of the screams, with the distinctive and hoarse smile of the rope, one moment he was still close, and the next moment he had actually passed the guards and rushed into the main hall.

"This is Immortal Suo?"

Su Qing was amazed, I'm afraid the light skills are not so fast.

"Someone help me!"

At this moment, there was a sound of connecting ropes from inside, not laughing, but shouting urgently, most likely because of hard stubble.

As soon as he entered, he retreated again, and he retreated very quickly, and the young man he saw during the day with long and short swords was now fighting him, I am afraid this is Zhang Renfeng. The surrounding guards rose up to kill, no matter how wonderful the rope method was, it was inevitable to retreat at this time, and it was difficult to defeat the four hands with two fists, and it seemed that sometimes it was not a good thing to run fast.

"Hehe, it's so interesting, you can jump into the crowd!"

Su Qing was the closest, his right leg was straight, and he swept out with one foot, and a corpse in front of him flew out sideways, crashing into the main hall, wrapped in vigor, crushing the wind and rain into foam, the wind and rain were deafening, and the color actor was holding the two knives of flowing fire and Zhang Renfeng was inseparable, and suddenly heard the wind whistling behind his head, and heard a fluttering "dodge", and immediately a roll of cloak flashed to the side.

I saw that in the shadow of the sword and sword, the corpse seemed to be flesh and blood, but those guards were bumped into, all of them broke their tendons and fractures, as if they were hit by stones, and rolled to the ground, until Zhang Renfeng swung his sword and slashed, the corpse stopped and broke off, and the two corpses fell to the ground, and the pores oozed blood foam, as if they had become a pile of rotten meat.

The enemy was stagnant, and Lian Lian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Ding~Ding~"

With two clear sounds, two flying needles rushed out of the rain curtain and shot two people, Lei Bin made a belated move, carrying two slender steel thorns, revealing his figure.

As for the drizzle, when she came in, she was not seen.

"You're too slow!"

Lian Lian was a little displeased.

"Isn't this anyone?"

Lei Bin casually pointed at Su Qing.

Most of the battles around the mansion have ended, and many Blackstone killers have come from all directions.

Lian Lian looked around.

"Where's the drizzle?"

Lei Bin shrugged.

"I didn't see it either, I guess I went in!"

They didn't hide what they said, and the guards who were waiting for the enemy changed their faces when they heard it.

"Hurry up and protect your lordship!"

Just when they were distracted, Lei Bin pushed out his hands one after another, and the flying needles in his sleeves had been shot out one after another, and in the screams, four or five more people fell to the ground.

"No matter, let's join forces to slaughter Zhang Renfeng first!"

Seeing that in the hands of the black stone killer, one person is holding a jagged sword, entering and exiting unobstructed, like a tiger entering the flock, and the color opera master is shining again.

Lei Bin didn't speak, he had already made a move, sending out two flying needles to block Zhang Renfeng's attack, and bullied up.

He is fast, someone is faster, a green rainbow is shining, straight as a pour, and it is close to Zhang Renfeng.