The scorching fire light reflected half of Jiayang's face, his posture was agile, as light as a swallow, at this moment he was already in the southeast of the Bladeless Villa, and he only needed to climb over the wall from here to reach Situ Jing's bedroom, and no one noticed.

He leaped into the wall with light skills, although it was night now, he had always had a strong sense of direction, and his ability to remember was far beyond ordinary people, he had been to Bladeless Villa, even at night, he could quickly find where he wanted to go.

He stood still in the courtyard where Situ Jing lived, but he could hear the noise of people not far away, and from a distance, it should be the main hall of Bladeless Villa, which must be the most burned in the main hall.

And the place where he was standing at the moment was quiet and unharmed, and he found that the whole villa seemed to have no water in this place, and everyone in the villa should be watering and extinguishing the fire in the place where the fire was full at this time, and there was no time to take care of it, so it was clean.

Jiayang couldn't help but feel strange, if the fire spread, how could he avoid this place? But if someone did it on purpose, why did they keep Situ Jing's courtyard room? What is the intention?

Thinking so, he walked to the front of Situ Jing's house, and was about to knock on the door, only to see that the door was already slightly open, presumably Situ Jing had also gone to the main hall to put out the fire at this time, but he forgot about it.

But he still decided to go into the house to take a look, if Situ Jing was really not in the house, it would not be too late for him to go to the main hall to help put out the fire.

So, he pushed open the door and stepped into the house where Situ Jing lived on weekdays, only to see that the room was pitch black, only a glimmer of light from the window illuminated the candlestick placed on the round table, the candle was only half burned before it was extinguished, and the dripping wax tears had already solidified around the candlestick.

He glanced around, and was about to leave, but before he could turn around, a strong wind suddenly passed in his ears, and then he saw that the candle on the round table was lit in an instant.

Jia Yang was alert, and immediately brushed his hand, and the candle was extinguished by him again, "Who is it?" His voice was piercing, and he shouted, "Come out for me!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he felt a strong wind approaching his door from the outside in, he turned over and jumped onto the round table, the long sword "Absolute Shadow" came out of the sheath, and suddenly a faint golden light flashed in the dark night, "The sneak attack from behind is not the work of a gentleman, could it be that this bladeless mountain villa is also your hands and feet?" ”

Although Jia Yang didn't know who it was, seeing the posture of Zhao Zhao intending to kill him, he must have regarded him as the original owner of this house, Situ Jing. After all, he went to this Bladeless Mountain Villa alone, and he had no grievances with anyone, so why bother to kill himself?

The person hidden in the darkness did not answer, but Jia Yang did not dare to relax his vigilance, sure enough, in a moment, the wind around him, Jia Yang felt a sense of persecution coming to him layer by layer, he couldn't figure out the number of this person's path, but he knew very well that there was only one situation.

He raised his sword, his body spun upward, and the long sword slashed left and right, knocking down the hidden weapons shot by the man one by one everywhere he went, and fell to the ground with a thin sound, like the sound of silver and iron colliding.

But the most powerful thing is not here, I saw that after Jia Yang knocked down the hidden weapon, the "Absolute Shadow" drew an arc in mid-air, and just when Jia Yang flew to the ground, those dark weapons that were knocked down gathered again, and the salvo shot in the direction from which it came.

It's just that after the hidden weapon was shot, it was as if it had disappeared in the night, without a trace, but Jia Yang could guess that the hidden weapon must have been taken back into the man's hand again.

Jia Yang tapped his feet lightly, stretched out his arms and flew out, "It's better to have a good fight, what's the matter with you always using hidden weapons?" Jiayang jumped out of the door and didn't see anyone, but he heard footsteps on the eaves, he jumped on the roof, and sure enough, he saw a man in black standing on the top of the eaves.

He was thin, and his scattered green silk rose and fell with the night wind, and he should have heard Jiayang's footsteps and turned around, only to see a long piano in front of him, half floating in the air, and the moment he flicked his fingers on the strings, he shot a cold light, and all the green leaves he saw in the air shook one after another.

The sound of the man's piano concealed a fierce murderous aura, turning into an invisible sword, like an angular diamond flying towards Jiayang, Jiayang only contained a strong internal force when he played the piano, so he had to avoid it sideways, and then raised the sword to sweep the remaining air waves, and did not stop for a moment, only to see the man's slender and powerful fingers quickly fly on the strings, and the sound of the piano turned sharply and suddenly excited, and the murderous aura was overflowing for a while.

Jiayang didn't have time to seize the opportunity, so he had to resist first, and the qi played by the sound of the qin was unpredictable.

Jia Yang was forced to be helpless, only to "Absolute Shadow" as a contract, the unity of mind and spirit and the "Absolute Shadow" into one, in an instant, the golden light was sheng, I saw him raise his sword on it, and the golden light emitted by the "Absolute Shadow" immediately dispersed, forming a Dao barrier to block all the air waves of the qin sound that attacked him.

And within this golden light, it is not real, but it is only a moment's effort, and when the golden light dissipates, Jiayang has turned into seven identical figures and swam back and forth in different directions on this roof.

The man who stroked the qin frowned, presumably it was really difficult to see the flaws in Yu Jiayang's set of martial arts, but he turned around and flew into these seven figures, which was tantamount to suicide in the eyes of others.

However, he did not panic at all, and only played the long piano again in the shadow, but this time the sound was very different from Fang Cai, no longer making people feel ups and downs, but changed into a tone that contained infinite tenderness and mystery.

At first, it sounded like Wu Nong, a woman in the water town, and her soft words were as turbulent as they were, but the more I went back, the more I felt the coolness, twists and turns, and even made people feel a little dizzy.

Jiayang waited for an opportunity to find a way to get close to him, but still couldn't get closer.

The six figures outside the Ling were actually transformed by him, but after all, they were disturbing, and this person was really powerful, and he didn't mess around, and the sound he played really made him feel a little uncomfortable.

It was this slight discomfort that made Jia Yang's figure unstable by the sound of the piano, making the man in black look at his eyebrows.

The man in black locked Jiayang's true body, the long qin flipped over, spun up, his right hand half held the long qin, and his left hand was raised outward, and the hidden weapon that was knocked down by Jiayang in the house was once again taken out by this person, and the three hidden weapons were like silver needles and slender, and they all hit Jiayang's shoulder blades.

Jiayang snorted, and suddenly knelt on the roof with his sword, he only felt that his shoulder blades were sore and numb, and his body could not move, but the hidden weapon was still nailed into the flesh and had to be removed.

His upper body was lucky, and the true qi flowed from his limbs to his shoulders, and just at the last moment, he slammed the three silver needles out, but his body also lost his strength and fell to the ground.

Like a pillar of blood immediately flowing from the shoulder blades, gushing down like a spring, the red blood instantly soaked the moon-white clothes on the shoulders.

Jiayang fell on the roof of the house, his shoulder blades aching as if they were burned by fire, but he was still conscious, and he heard footsteps gradually approaching him, so he immediately stood up from the ground with a "shadow".

"What's your kung fu name?" The man in black stood a foot away from him and stopped, "It's so weird? ”

Sure enough, as he expected, the man regarded him as Situ Jing, "Don't dare, don't dare, where is your kung fu very treacherous." "It seems that he has a grudge against the Situ family, and he set fire to the Situ family's villa, presumably to take revenge, but I don't know what the situation of the Situ family has become now?

"I didn't expect that in just a few years, your martial arts have been so refined." The man in black continued to ask.

Obviously, this man doesn't know much about the world of the rivers and lakes, otherwise how could he mistake him for Situ Jing, let alone recognize the "Seven Shadows" he made.

"I conceded." Although he was injured and his face gradually turned a little blue, he still insisted on dealing with the man in black.

Jiayang disregarded his own safety, and chose to drag this man here first, if he had an enmity with the Situ family, it was difficult to say that he might want to destroy the door, he couldn't let this man succeed.

Besides, the Situ family is a martial arts family, with this man single-handedly, no matter how powerful he is, how can he be an opponent?

"It's all settled." Just when Jia Yang was puzzled, someone below suddenly shouted to the roof, listening to his meaning, it seems that he brought a large number of Demon Sect people here, and that person just said that it was all solved, which means that everyone in the Situ family was slaughtered by them!

Jia Yang's eyes flashed, he couldn't believe it, but his face was very calm, and he didn't show a trace of panic at all, and now the man in black regarded him as Situ Jing, and he must have killed him.

With him alone, it is difficult to break out.

So, he took advantage of the gap between the man and the people in the room, nodded and flew away, and opened a few feet away from the man, at this moment he suddenly realized that it was completely necessary for him to practice light skills diligently on weekdays, so that he could escape in such a dangerous moment.

Jiayang didn't dare to stay for a moment, swept up out of thin air, fluttered like a spirit, stepped on the eaves in three or two steps, and pointed into the night sky, as if the wind was holding him up, and he didn't look back until he walked some distance, and then fell to the ground to walk.

He had just used his internal strength, although he forced out the secret weapon, but in the end, he lost eight hundred by himself, and then escaped with light skills, which was really exhausted of physical strength, and the blood from his shoulder blades was not stopped, so it was really difficult to support.

The moment he fell to the ground, he felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and sleepiness came in an instant, he found a place to sit down with his back against the root of the tree, beads of sweat on his forehead ran down his chin, except for holding the "Absolute Shadow" in his hand tightly, the only thing he wanted to do at the moment was to sleep.

But he knew he couldn't, and his eyes opened and closed, and he seemed to see a carriage parked under a tree in front of him, and there was no one around the carriage to guard it.

Jia Yang thought to himself, the most important thing now is to avoid the man in black who had to chase and kill, and when they are gone, he will think about it in the long run.

So, with some difficulty, he got up and stumbled towards the carriage, but as he approached it, he suddenly heard two voices in front of him, presumably the owner of the carriage.

He didn't have time to think, so he stooped down to the bottom of the carriage, leaned over it, pressed his feet against the two corners of the carriage, and reached out and grasped the beams that protruded from the bottom of the carriage.

At the moment when he was hiding, the carriage moved forward slowly.