Mu Dianke had a big alarm in his heart, knowing that when Shi Xingyang used his strength to collect the whip, he was afraid that even his hair and scalp would be ripped off by him.

Quickly raised his head, flew backwards along the whip, held the short sword in his left hand, and struggled to raise it back, cutting off the ends of his hair, and finally got rid of the shackles of the long whip.

At the moment of his life, he couldn't care about it, his right hand reached into his arms, held the half of the jade, shook it hard, learned from a thousand Buddhas, broke the jade into seven or eight pieces, and turned around and threw it towards Shi Xingyang.

She is now able to control her majestic internal force, and it seems that she can easily let go, but the strength invested in the broken jade should not be underestimated, once she gets rid of it, like an arrow shot by a strong archer with full strength, it is ruthless and fast, roaring towards Shi Xingyang.

Shi Xingyang hurriedly returned the whip to protect it, and the whip body twisted, turning into a mess of numb-like shadows, and shooting down the fragments of mutton fat jade one after another. However, even if Mu Dianke was in the right position when he shot, Rao is Shi Xingyang was well defended, and there were still two pieces that got into the whip gap, one hit Shi Xingyang's arm, and the other pierced his right eye, and blood splashed everywhere.

Shi Xingyang was furious.

He knew that Mu Dian was not easy to deal with, so he was prepared to take it down in one fell swoop. I don't want Mu Dian to be cunning and alert to this point, I don't know how to see through Zhang Deng's deception, and suddenly make it difficult to kill him, and in the battle with himself, he is full of means, so that he has the upper hand when he has the advantage.

Not only did Xu Tian take revenge, but he also lost one eye.

How willing!

Shi Xingyang shouted violently, broke the window and chased down.

He only wanted to kill Mu Dianke and avenge this blind eye, and when he rushed out, he didn't pay close attention to the situation below, and he didn't notice that something was wrong until he was halfway down his body.

During the plague, there were not many pedestrians on the streets, and the Yunlai Teahouse, which was always full of guests, was also very deserted. Only a few shopkeepers stood at the door chatting.

Shi Xingyang was condescending and saw the situation under his head clearly.

Among the few people, there is no Mu Dianke.

The outside of the teahouse is open and unobstructed, and it is far from the shops on the opposite street. No matter how fast Mu Dianke is, he can't disappear without a trace as soon as he comes out of the window.

Shi Xingyang had a bad premonition in his heart, turned his head and looked up, but he felt that it was dark in front of him, accompanied by the sound of the hula wind, under the hood of a piece of ginger brocade cloth.

Shi Xingyang knew the cloth, which was a banner hanging on the teahouse to attract distant guests, and it was also embroidered with the words "Yunlai Tea House" with red thread.

He instinctively whipped the whip.

Mu Dianke held the half-cut flagpole that had been cut off and struggled forward.

With a "click", the flagpole was wrapped around a soft whip inlaid with metal and split into several pieces. The flag cloth was soft and strong, although it was beaten by the whip and cracked countless gaps, it was still cracked and continuous, and it was dragged down by the flag head unrelentingly, carrying the choking years of dust, and pounced on Shi Xingyang's face.

Shi Xingyang's right eye was destroyed, and the left side of his face was covered with a cloth, which was equivalent to a blind man, and he hurriedly pulled the flag cloth on his face. The flag cloth was chopped one by one by him, and it was messy in the wind, and the catechism was messy.

Shi Xingyang panicked, grabbed the messy strip of cloth with his left hand and dragged it, and whipped with his right hand, whipping and whipping, but he had already lost his goal.

From the banner cloth covering Shi Xingyang's face to the time he saw the light of day again, there was only a brief moment. But this short moment was enough for Mu Dianke.

She clenched the short sword in her right hand, and her feet hooked the roof suddenly loosened, and she jumped down, and the sword accurately struck Shi Xingyang's throat.

Shi Xingyang's eyes widened, and squeaky and broken syllables came out of his throat, but he could no longer connect a complete sentence.

From the meeting to the present, in just a few breaths, he didn't even have time to say a word, and was killed by the other party with a short sword.

And he knew that Mu Dianke's best weapon was actually a long sword.

It's that he is too underestimated.

Even the alliance leader is afraid of a woman with three points, how can he kill it with a small trick.

At the end of the long street, there was a heart-rending shout: "Xingyang! ”

The scream was terrible, and it hurt to the bone marrow.

Mu Dianke squinted, against the light, only to see a woman in long boots and short skirts running wildly, holding a double hammer, about four feet long.

Even if you are separated by five places, you can feel the murderous aura on the woman's body.

There are many masters in the rivers and lakes who use maces as weapons, but there is only one woman who uses maces as weapons, Gui Ruotong!

By this time, the hallway helpers had already burst into the room, looking down from the window.

Mu Dianke snatched the long whip in Shi Xingyang's hand and shook it hard, and the first killer who was about to jump out of the window was beaten in the face, screamed, and fell down from the stairs.

Mu Dian can make up for another whip, and the long whip is deep into the throat, killing him with one move.

Mu Dian rarely uses whips, but as a disciple of Qianyu, she has been pinned on high hopes since she was a child, and the intensity of her training is by no means comparable to that of ordinary Tianzi Palace killers.

Like Mei Longxue, she was cultivated by Qianyu and trained repeatedly, requiring her to be able to turn her disadvantage into an advantage at any time and in any situation.

To do this, you have to have the ability to turn everything into something usable.

She practiced swords, and she also practiced swords. Practicing bow horses, but also practicing whipping.

Practice flying flowers and point points, practice gravel killing.

No one can imagine what kind of hardships she has paid on this road of revenge, swallowing blood and tears.

The long whip was like living in her hands, splitting, sweeping, piercing, pumping, teasing, turning round and working, coercing a thousand pounds, collecting like a mouse, coming out like a tiger, blowing a strong gust of wind.

The killers who followed the jumping window were caught off guard, and were flung by her long whip, and rolled down the stairs one by one. There was that clever one, covering his face and retreating into the house, not daring to come out for a while.

A four-horse-drawn wagon sped down the street, wheels and puffs of smoke.

Mu Dian can carry Shi Xingyang's body, aim at the position of the cargo compartment, and throw it hard.

The seven-foot man fell from a great height, and his momentum was not small, and the cargo box on the upper floor of the carriage was smashed into half of it. The horses pulling the cart were frightened, neighing, and dragging the crumbling wagon forward.

Gui Ruotong's eyes were cracked, and he hissed: "Demon girl! I'm going to tear you to pieces! ”

Rushing away after the truck, passing by the teahouse, rounding his arms, and throwing his hammer at Mu Dianke.

The pair weighed more than 100 catties, and was vigorously thrown by Gui Ruotong under grief and anger, and it was unstoppable.

Mu Dian didn't dare to resist hard, the long whip flicked, and the tail of the whip fell to the ground, throwing out an inch-deep crack on the blue brick ground.

The copper mace did not hit Mu Dianke, but smashed into the chest of a killer who chased after him. The killer spat blood on the spot and fell to his death.

The other mace slammed into the wall, breaking through the wall with a "bang", and shaking the entire outer wall several times.