Among the Yizhuang.

Wang Anfeng was dressed in white, standing in the courtyard, his eyes slightly closed, and he didn't plan to go in and ask Hong Feibai now.

Although he does have a lot of things to ask him right now.

But Wang Anfeng understands better that no one should disturb Hong Feibai now, no matter what the matter is, what kind of reason, this is too cruel.

Wang Anfeng exhaled turbid air.

The rivers and lakes themselves are cruel enough.

The night was silent, his eyes were slightly closed, standing in the courtyard, his own perception naturally spread outward, and his mind was peaceful, but at this time, he sensed a different breath, only about ten feet away from here.

The qi machine was gloomy and cold, with a viscous murderous intent that made him feel uncomfortable in his heart.

Wang Anfeng's eyes opened, and he turned his head to look in the direction of that side.

The owner of that qi machine seemed to see Wang Anfeng's movements, and only froze in place for a moment, then without hesitation, he turned around directly, and rushed towards the distance at an extremely alarming speed.

Wang Anfeng's eyes opened slightly, and a quiet streamer flashed in the depths of his pupils like a sword out of its sheath, and his eyes instantly narrowed and he saw the night as deep as ink.

I saw the figure of the person who performed light skills and flew outward.

He wears an inky outfit and has a sword hanging from his waist.

These are very ordinary, Daqin can easily find hundreds of warriors dressed like this in any city, but on the man's back is also a long sword made of green bamboo.

With Wang Anfeng's eyesight, he could even vaguely see that the other party's face was covered with a layer of black mask, which was also hideous.

As long as the martial artist is active in the two counties of Forget Immortal and Fufeng, he will not be the slightest stranger to such a dress.

It's hard to settle.

Murderer!

Counterfeit!!

Wang Anfeng's eyes opened slightly, and a lot of words instantly popped up in his mind, and the heart-rending shouting voice of the third master immediately sounded in his ears.

How excited the voice sounded.

"Little madman, smoke him!"

The sound of Hongluoyu disappeared in an instant, replaced by the whine of rags stuffed in his mouth, and then the sound of breaking the air from the rapid flight.

And then even the voice disappeared,

Wang Anfeng smiled, and his mood settled down, knowing that the murderer really appeared in Yizhuang as Yan Ling said, he didn't care about talking to Hong Feibai, he had already taken a step forward, his body was like Feihong, and he swept out more than ten zhang away in the blink of an eye.

In his opinion, the other party's light work is not meritorious, according to what the third master said, it is as slow as a turtle crawling, and he wants to catch up directly in the second step.

But at this time, another thing came to mind, slowing down.

Let the other party perform light skills, slowly rushing towards the distance, he just relied on the pupil technique and light skills to follow far behind, until the person was already quite far away from him, took a deep breath, his body was like a whale flying Peng, swaying upward, and in a blink of an eye, he was already flying in the sky.

As soon as the two chased and fled, they left the gloomy Yizhuang behind them in an instant, and they did not run in the direction of Fengyue County, and there was a distance of more than ten miles, and the black-clothed warrior slowed down.

He didn't feel the breath of the young man in white.

I don't think I caught up.

Thinking of this, I breathed a sigh of relief a little, and a certain smug mentality rose in my heart again.

Sure enough, even if the martial arts are higher than their own own, in terms of light skills, they can only eat ashes in the back.

That's why I play the role of 'difficult to peace'.

At this time, for the sake of convenience, he still had the mask on his face, so he felt a little depressed, and there was a dense forest next to him, which was lush and green every summer.

Even though it was the middle of winter, he was able to hide his tracks, so he untied his sword from his waist, held it in his hand, and walked into the dry forest, waiting for his companion to come.

And above here, Wang Anfeng lightly clicked the air with his right foot.

Two different winds swirled around him, allowing him to maintain his stability even in the void without making any sound, and under the moonlight, his original black pupils were somewhat transparent at this time.

Like the Ice Jade Spirit Spirit, which is beloved by the Northland Kingdoms, his eyes are blocked by the night, and the person below is under his eyes.

He watched as the man sat cross-legged on the ground with the sword in his lap.

The sword was slender, and there was a hideous and domineering tiger head carved on the hilt, Wang Anfeng's gaze stopped from the tiger's head, and then shifted away. After all, martial arts is a trick to kill, and carving tigers and beasts on weapons is a common thing to strengthen the evil spirit, and it is not worth paying more attention to.

With the light body kung fu of the thief door, he forcibly stayed in mid-air, and he was going to follow the vine and wait directly for the 'uneasy' companion below, but he failed to do so, and the warrior below waited for about a moment before suddenly standing up.

The warrior dressed in a black mask looked left and right, only to see that the sky was dim, and his heart began to sink.

Didn't come.

There was no signal either......

The look in his eyes began to flicker.

Before they acted, they had an agreement that they would come here to meet whether it was successful or not, and even if they didn't have time to come, they would also send out arrows specially for communication, and the arrows would rise to the sky, and a cluster of fireworks would explode, which could be seen for dozens of miles, but at this time, there was still a deep silence on the sky.

Obviously, there have been many twists and turns.

Probably dead.

At this point, I knew that I was no longer waiting here, and if I continued to wait, maybe what I was waiting for would not be my companion, but the disaster of killing, and I thought of the man in white I saw in Yizhuang before.

The courtyard is full of black coffins, the night is like ink, and the white flags and paper money are dancing wildly, even if he is a martial artist who kills people like hemp, he can't help but feel numb in his heart when he sees that scene, and when he thinks about it, he can't help but tremble in his heart, and without the slightest hesitation, he turned around and walked away in the direction away from Feng Yue City, and left with his body.

At this time, luck rose again in my heart.

Fortunately, when he saw that something was wrong, he immediately turned around and ran, if he stepped forward to fight hard, he may have died at this time, and it is not necessarily, he walked in the rivers and lakes, relying on the word cautious, so that he could stand out among many companions and have lived until now.

Fearing that there would be pursuers behind him, he constantly changed his direction on the way to escape, and at the same time left all kinds of traces behind him that he used to mislead his pursuers.

Then he carefully used the best material silk in Jiangnan Province to erase the possible traces and the like, and looked at the last camouflaged place, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, took a deep breath, and rose up.

Because in order not to leave any traces, he did not muster up his strength, but just jumped with the power of his pure flesh, and when he was in the air, he raised his hand and threw out a copper coin, borrowed his strength on the copper coin, and jumped forward several feet away, before he gently landed on a stone.

He turned to look at the last of the disguises.

My heart was full of confidence, and according to my own arrangement, even if an elite from the Criminal Department came over, I didn't want to judge the direction in which I really left. So my heart relaxed, and I hurried south.

There's a dilapidated Taoist temple there.

It was one of the back roads he left for himself.

But he only ran forward for a few miles, and he had already seen the Taoist temple, so he was relieved, as long as he went in and changed into a Taoist robe, he could avoid a stab of the pursuers, and his eyes appeared happy, but his footsteps suddenly stopped.

The pupils are darkened.

Ten feet in front of him, stood a young man dressed in white, holding a sheathed sword in his left hand, the scabbard was black, hidden in the night, almost impossible to see, but he could feel the fierce qi rushing to his face.

The man's heart almost stopped, and then an extremely rich disbelief rose.

And in addition to this incredulous thought, there is even anger.

For him, this matter was far more important to him than the fact that he was blocked.

It's impossible to be seen through!

How can it be seen through? In such a small place?

I've used seventeen techniques, and I've erased the traces.

I also used six combinations.

Unless he can fly.

No, luck, for sure!

The pride in the man's heart began to crumble, so much so that he even ignored the crisis to a certain extent, and did not turn around and run as he had done before.

Wang Anfeng raised his eyes, looked at the fierce mask on his face, looked at the green bamboo and wooden sword that the latter was carrying on his back, and thought of Yan Ling's judgment on the case, and took a deep breath.

The air was slightly cold, suppressing the uncontrollable anger in his heart, and the long sword in his hand was held obliquely, stopping in front of the road.

Caught between the 'unsettled' and its retreat.

The former is less than ten zhang away from the Taoist temple, and the time it takes will not exceed three breaths.

The wooden sword was held diagonally.

It's just a three-foot green edge, but it's like an invisible high wall, so that the warrior can't take a step forward.

Wang Anfeng glanced at the warrior, narrowed his eyes, and said:

"It's not going to work."

There is no way out.

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In the stabbing sound, a strip of cloth was torn off the hem of the vermilion clothes on his body.

Yan ordered to hastily bandage the wounds on his body, and when he fought to the death, the pain was suppressed, but at this time, it became longer and longer, even he could not ignore it, and his brows furrowed slightly.

But even so, his movements still did not hesitate in the slightest, hiding the body of the person from the White Tiger Hall in one place, and searched everywhere where the martial artist might have hidden things, and sure enough, except for the sweat medicine and some silver coins, he did not find anything valuable.

Only a dagger pinned to his waist.

Extremely sharp, far more than the weapon it used, and carved a rather hideous tiger from the hilt.

The White Tiger Hall is highly hierarchical, and ordinary lower-grade martial artists are not even qualified to know what kind of force they are in, but they are just like the knife in the hands of the warriors, carrying out the orders ordered by the organization.

Kill, loot.

Or perform escorts.

Or spread rumors.

Further, you will be able to practice advanced martial arts, know a little about the affairs of the organization, and perform tasks of some weight.

A martial artist of this level is no longer an abandoned son who can be thrown away at will, there is a list in the White Tiger Hall, and there is also something to prove his identity, which is carved by this hideous and domineering tiger.

And in the record of the White Tiger Hall at the headquarters of the Criminal Department, these people were also given a very suitable name.

It's called a ghost.

Ghosts kill.

Yan Lingding glanced at the dagger, the carved tiger seemed to be more and more fierce under the moonlight, casually took it into his arms, held the Daqin horizontal knife in his right hand, got up to identify the next direction, and hurried towards Yizhuang.

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