The headquarters of the Black Dragon Gang is located in the south of Yangzhou City, which is a luxury mansion covering an extremely large area.

There were a pair of majestic stone lions standing at the door, and two sturdy young men stood guard in front of the door.

Jiang Yi held an oil-paper umbrella and stepped on the wind and snow to stand in front of the gate.

Seeing Jiang Yi approaching, the two gatekeepers shouted in unison and asked: "This is the territory of the Black Dragon Gang, and idlers are not allowed to approach, what are you doing?" ”

"Murderous!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yi kicked out with two feet, and the two flew out upside down, passed through the gate, and fell into the courtyard.

The two of them didn't care about the pain, they got up and tore their throats and shouted: "Come on, someone's making trouble!" ”

Not long after, a middle-aged steward poured out of the mansion with a group of people, all holding swords and swords, looking at Jiang Yi with a tiger's eye.

The two gatekeepers saw the middle-aged steward arriving and hurriedly reported the matter.

Hearing that Jiang Yi broke into the Black Dragon Gang alone, the stewards were a little surprised by his courage, glanced at Jiang Yi, and then sneered: "There are still people who dare to come to the Black Dragon Gang to make trouble, I can be regarded as knowledgeable today." ”

said, didn't talk nonsense with Jiang Yi, waved his hand casually, and ordered: "Everyone go up together and kill him." ”

"Yes!"

After dozens of Black Dragon Gang members received their orders, they shouted and killed Jiang Yi.

The corners of Jiang Yi's mouth brought a smile to him, his figure flashed, and he rushed into the crowd and launched a one-sided slaughter.

Screaming, howling, screaming.

Swords, swords, and hidden weapons.

With these gang cultivators, where could they stop Jiang Yi's knife technique, and for a while, the severed limbs and stumps flew wildly, and the blood splashed like a spring.

After a dozen breaths, the courtyard had become an Asura hell.

The middle-aged steward became the only member of the Black Dragon Gang who could still stand, he looked at the corpses and corpses everywhere, plasma and internal organs, his face was pale, and he salivated with difficulty, although it was a cold winter, he was sweating all over his body.

After Jiang Yi finished moving his muscles and bones, he put the knife into the sheath and said lightly to the middle-aged steward: "Take me to your helper." ”

The middle-aged steward didn't dare to look directly at Jiang Yi, lowered his head tightly, trembled, and said in a trembling voice: "Okay." ”

As he spoke, he staggered around and took Jiang Yi through the long corridor to meet Mo Tingxuan, the leader of the Black Dragon Gang.

After walking for a while, two members of the Black Dragon Gang came up to him.

One of them looked at the steward and asked curiously, "I heard that someone came to us to make trouble, has it been solved?" ”

Another person also asked jokingly: "Why is it that this guy doesn't have long eyes and dares to provoke our Black Dragon Gang?" ”

The middle-aged steward had a bitter face, and cautiously glanced at Jiang Yi beside him, not knowing how to answer.

The two of them saw Jiang Yi standing behind the middle-aged steward with a natural expression, and thought that he was also a member of the Black Dragon Gang, and noticed the blood on Jiang Yi's clothes, and exclaimed: "This brother, you are seriously injured, this blood has gone to the ground, go find a doctor." ”

Jiang Yi smiled slightly: "It's not my blood." ”

As he spoke, he slashed the two of them to the ground with a knife.

……

Inside the second floor of a luxurious loft.

Mo Tingxuan, the leader of the Black Dragon Gang, was drinking and chatting with a young man with a beautiful face of fifteen or sixteen.

The young man's face was covered with powder, his eyebrows were more soft than that of a woman, and his body was softly snuggled in Mo Tingxuan's arms, serving him wine and food.

Although Mo Tingxuan was close to forty years old, his appearance looked like he was in his twenties, and he looked extremely young.

Because of the cultivation of a strange exercise, he has no interest in women at all, he likes Longyang, and prefers slender and beautiful young men.

Just between the two of them, there was a bang, and a black shadow smashed down on the table from breaking the window, and it was the head of the middle-aged steward of the Black Dragon Gang.

"Yikes!"

Looking at this bloody head, the beautiful young man covered his mouth and exclaimed, and plunged into Mo Tingxuan's arms, trembling.

Mo Tingxuan looked at the head on the table, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, but his mouth softly comforted the young man in his arms: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, it's just that someone came to the door to find death." You wait here for a moment, and I'll be back when that annoying fly outside is gone. ”

"Then you have to be careful." The beautiful boy instructed.

Mo Tingxuan smiled slightly, kissed the young man's face, pulled out a serpentine sword from his waist, pushed open the door and window, and jumped down.

In the courtyard was a headless corpse, and next to the corpse stood a young man armed with a long black knife.

Mo Tingxuan looked at the young man, frowned and asked, "You threw away the head just now?" ”

"That's right."

Jiang Yi raised his long knife: "You are the leader of the Black Dragon Gang, Mo Tingxuan?" ”

"I'm Mo Tingxuan."

Mo Tingxuan's expression was gloomy: "I don't care what your reason is, today you frightened my baby, I can only let you pay for it with your life." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a smack.

Mo Tingxuan's figure shook slightly, and suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Yi, the snake-shaped sword in his hand turned into a streamer and stabbed out.

Fast, too fast.

The sword was like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole without warning.

In just the blink of an eye, the tip of the serpentine sword had approached Jiang Yi's eyes, and Jiang Yi could clearly see the forks on the tip of the sword, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

Jiang Yi rarely loses to others in terms of speed, but after seeing Mo Tingxuan's sword, he knows that his speed can't compare to the other party.

Before he had time to think, the black feather knife in Jiang Yi's hand had already slashed out horizontally, blocking the sudden attack.

Scold!

Swords collided, but there was no sound of gold and iron.

Jiang Yi only felt that his knife seemed to be slashed at something slippery, and the blade of the knife twisted violently, almost coming out of his hand.

Without waiting for Jiang Yi to change his move, the snake-shaped sword carried a feminine and strange force, and slid through the black feather knife, the tip of the sword was like a snake letter, flashing with cold light, stabbing at Jiang Yi's wrist.

"Huh?"

Jiang Yi was slightly startled, the long knife retracted, avoiding the sword momentum, and at the same time, a little under his feet, his figure retreated sharply.

At the same time, his left hand, which was hanging down on his side, flicked his fingers, and a golden manga flew out silently, stabbing at the acupuncture point of Mo Tingxuan's leg.

Mo Tingxuan's perception was extremely keen, and with the golden mang, he sensed that something was wrong, and the serpentine sword stabbed. The shadow of the sword flashed, and the snake-shaped sword turned into a poisonous snake and sprang out, swallowing the golden needle in one gulp.

"There are two times, no wonder you dare to come to the Black Dragon Gang to make trouble, but this strength alone is still far from enough."

Mo Tingxuan said, his body twisted, and he had disappeared in front of Jiang Yi's eyes.

In the next moment, the serpentine sword drilled out from Jiang Yi's side at a strange angle and stabbed Jiang Yi's ribs.

Jiang Yi's figure retreated again, and the black feather knife was raised, bringing up a piece of sword light, like erecting an eagle's wings, blocking the sword.

While!

Between the bursts of sparks, Mo Tingxuan's figure disappeared again.

His body is extremely strange, every time he steps a little, his body twists slightly like a snake, and he can silently go around the sight of people.

The serpentine sword then stabs at the enemy's vital point from a tricky angle.

This kind of ghostly light gong theory level should be on par with Jiang Yi's snow treading without a trace, they are all top-notch light gong techniques, but Mo Tingxuan's internal strength is more advanced than Jiang Yi's, so the speed is also faster.

Jiang Yi has always been good at seizing the opportunity in the battle, and then slashing the enemy with a stormy attack, but in the face of Mo Tingxuan, he was firmly suppressed and had no power to fight back.

If it weren't for the flying needle hidden weapon to contain Mo Tingxuan, Jiang Yi would probably have been defeated.

After a short battle, Jiang Yi also saw that although Mo Tingxuan's cultivation had not yet reached the first-class realm, because his cultivation techniques were extremely weird, his strength was almost the same as that of a first-class master.

Facing head-on, he is definitely not an opponent, Jiang Yi did not hesitate, and gave up the idea of using martial arts to compete with Mo Tingxuan.

"Die!"

With Mo Tingxuan's low shout, a burst of elastic force appeared on the snake-shaped sword, striking away the Black Feather Knife.

In the flash of light, when Jiang Yi's empty door was opened, the sharp tip of the serpentine sword had already pierced the clothes on Jiang Yi's chest, rubbing the golden silk soft armor and slashing it, making a clanging sound.

Mo Tingxuan was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect Jiang Yi to have a treasure robe on his body. He frowned, his wrist flipped, and the serpentine sword fell down violently, about to stab Jiang Yi in the leg.

Click!

A crashing sound sounded.

The next moment, the fine silver light in the sky lit up, and thousands of silver needles shot towards Mo Tingxuan like a torrential rain.

In the end, Jiang Yi still used Tangmen's top-level secret weapon, the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle.

"Snake Pose!"

Mo Tingxuan shouted angrily and showed his strongest defensive skills.

But it's too late.

The speed of the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle was too fast, and before he could use the move, his body had been pierced by hundreds of silver needles, like a hedgehog.

Looking at Mo Tingxuan, who fell straight to the ground, Jiang Yi took a long breath. I have a relatively clear understanding of the power of the rainstorm pear flower needle - the average first-class master can't stop this silver needle in the sky at all.

Jiang Yi took out a box of silver needles prepared from his arms, filled the rainstorm pear flower needles again, and then closed his eyes and breathed for a while before continuing to act.

After killing all the people who should be killed, and then releasing a large group of men and women imprisoned in the house, Jiang Yi went back to the inn to find Ni Qiong.

After that, the two left Yangzhou City non-stop.

After all, Jiang Yi killed too many people in the Black Dragon Gang, and Yangzhou City will not be calm in the future.

After taking some time to cure Ni Qiong's illness, Jiang Yi gave her a letter and asked her to go to the Anji Institute in Luzhou alone.

He got up and headed for the Golden Dragon Temple.