Is this the rumored Probe Sword?," Xiu thought to himself.

In terms of martial arts alone, this guy is indeed a master. But apart from the weird golden pupils, he hasn't shown any special abilities so far, no matter how good his skills are, he is just an ordinary person. This kind of strength can only be regarded as a middle-class and low-level general, acting as a thug and running errands. If you want, you can defeat him at any time. It's just that that kind of secret method hurts herself a lot, and she doesn't want to use it easily.

Back then, the snitch who broke into the Yisang Palace shouldn't have been him. Although there was a reason why she and others underestimated the enemy, she really couldn't think of how this kind of strength could escape in such a desperate situation at that time.

The chain shadow is chaotic, and Xiu's offensive is becoming more and more fierce. The resistance of the thin sword became more and more difficult, and Ying Yanshu's footwork was also chaotic.

After another dozen rounds, an extraordinarily sharp shake was thrown towards Ying Yanshu. Ying Yanshu raised his sword to resist, and with a "bang" sound, sparks splashed everywhere, and the jade willow sword was directly drawn to the ground.

Seeing this, Xiu thought that the time had come for a decisive victory. With a twist of the wrist, the right foot lunge stepped forward, the waist was twisted, and the left leg stepped behind him. The iron rope stopped in the air for a moment, then retracted it lightly and steadily, wrapped half a circle around its waist and then suddenly ran out along its arm, like a black lightning, heading straight for Ying Yanshu's lower abdomen.

She also needed to ask the whereabouts of the fragment from Ying Yanshu's mouth, so she didn't kill her, but if this move hit, it would definitely be able to seriously injure her.

However, her eagle-like gaze pierced through the night, and her opponent's expression seemed to have a faint hint of ridicule.

Are you in a hurry? Xiu suddenly felt a little remorseful, and immediately relented. The thumb pinched the index finger, blood oozed out, and the hair-thick blood line quickly spread on the iron cable, adding another evil aura to the already sharp iron cable.

If you want to lure me in, then use your absolute strength to defeat you!

The iron rope stabbed, and the golden light in Ying Yanshu's eyes burst out, and the fluorescence traveled from the meridians, and even his hair was covered with a faint golden light. A kick landed on the hilt of the Jade Willow Sword, kicking it high like a shuttlecock, almost past the wall on the side of the alley. Then the whole person fell backwards, his feet firmly rooted in the ground like an anchor, and his waist bent down amazingly. As the blood line spread, the speed of the iron rope also suddenly became faster, and it could be grazed over Ying Yanshu's abdomen, leaving a blood mark like a centipede. If his reaction was a little slower, he would have been disemboweled.

Ying Yanshu was shocked into a cold sweat, and he didn't dare to slack off. His waist was straightened, like a taut bow bounced open, his legs raised like a scorpion's tail, and the tip of his right foot kicked hard against the iron rope. And just when Ying Yanshu kicked the iron cable, a layer of blood suddenly erupted on the iron cable. Just a moment of contact, Ying Yanshu's right foot was completely numb.

This guy seems to have become stronger again, why are there all the perverts around him? It's true that everyone has their own fate! Ying Yanshu smiled bitterly in his heart.

The part of the iron rope that was kicked swung to the side, like a black snake that had broken its bones, and the momentum of the forward stab suddenly withered, and the chain rewound back slightly along the inertia. Ying Yanshu quickly retracted his numb right foot to avoid being entangled in the iron cable, and then propped up his arms, his body soared into the air horizontally, spun lightly, his left leg poked out, and stepped on the intersection of the head of the chain and the body of the chain. The body landed, and the left foot stepped on the iron rope to the ground like stepping on a rotten straw rope.

The jade willow sword fell from mid-air, and Ying Yanshu reached out with his right hand and took it firmly in his hand.

The place where the iron rope was stepped on was bloody, and Ying Yanshu only felt that countless sea urchin stingers pierced his left foot. The blood in the feet seemed to be under some kind of traction, agitated, as if a group of prisoners were frantically pounding the cage. If you take off your boots now, you can see that the skin of his left foot is already densely covered with a blood-red rash, which looks very unknown.

Xiu picked up his right arm and tried to pull the rope back. Ying Yanshu didn't dare to step on this weird iron rope all the time, and at the moment he took advantage of the momentum to rush forward, and the numbness in his left foot eased a little. The right foot stepped the ground, leaving a golden footprint, and the already extremely fast speed skyrocketed again, rushing towards Xiu and quickly flew away

Xiu's brow was furrowed, his left hand was raised like lightning, and the ghost mask was uncovered, and the nails of his little thumb cut through the skin of his forehead. The wound opened slightly, leaving a half-finger-thick strip. The speed of the iron cable recovery increased suddenly, almost flying by itself, and quickly surpassed Ying Yanshu. The blackness of its surface quickly receded, revealing a bone-like wither.

In the blink of an eye, Ying Yanshu came to Xiu's face, and the jade willow sword blade flashed with golden light, and a sword slashed towards Xiu's face door. But Xiu's bone rope was still one step faster, like a guardian spirit snake, blocking Xiu's body, blocking the jade willow sword. The golden light on the blade easily broke through the blood, and slashed on the bone rope with a "bang", and sparks flew everywhere. The bone rope was swung open by force, and Xiu jumped backwards with the momentum, connecting the bone rope in his hand, and once again opening up enough space for the chain to be cast.

Xiu raised her head, but what caught her eyes was a pair of golden pupils and two rays of light, and the spiritual impact was like an illusory spear, piercing into her mind. Xiu didn't expect that the opponent's golden pupil could also perform a spiritual attack, and he was caught off guard and suffered a big loss. The brain is tingling, the eyes are blurry, and the sense of crisis in the heart is abrupt. The tiny wound on his forehead was suddenly torn open, as if another bloody eye had been born. The cord seemed to have been implanted with a soul, and with a terrible crackling sound, it rapidly expanded, and the outer layer of bone turned into debris and drifted off, while the new bone beneath continued to grow, almost instantaneously turning to the thickness of an adult man's arm. The original small blood streaks also expanded, like the green tendons on the arms. Xiu's palm was weak, and the bone rope quickly formed a huge bone shield in front of him, waiting for Ying Yanshu's next attack.

The dimly lit alley was silent for a moment, and the imaginary sound of a sword stabbing against a bone shield did not sound.

Xiu's consciousness quickly sobered up, and he reacted quickly, secretly screaming that it was not good. Flip your palms over and grasp forward. The bone shield immediately disintegrated, and the bone cord flew forward like a giant python pounced on it. Where does Ying Yanshu have the courage to confront her head-on, even if he hides some strength, he can't be her opponent. Even if he really injured himself just now, the final outcome could only be defeated by the bone cord that rolled back. The previous offensives were just to force themselves to defend themselves and gain time to escape.

However, the bone shield disintegrated, and the alley in front of him was empty.

From the casting of the bone shield to the opening of the bone cord, but in a moment, let alone escaping from the alley, even if you climb over the wall, you should be caught by yourself half a shadow. Xiu was a little confused for a while.

Something in the afterglow caught her attention. When I looked over, I saw half a golden footprint on the wall on the left. Xiu suddenly realized, and when he turned around, he saw a figure almost disappearing into the depths of the night. At this point, it was too late to withdraw the fast-moving bone cord.

The cunning creature didn't forget to look back at her as he fled, as if to laugh at her.

Just when Xiu was furious and made up his mind to search for this bastard even if the city was locked, an invisible pressure suddenly descended on the upper end of the alley. Her heart skipped half a beat, and a familiar smell of blood suddenly diffused from her perceptual range. The bone cord seemed to be threatened in some way, and its momentum slowed suddenly, and a bewitching blood light bloomed out of thin air.

On the other side, Ying Yanshu was running frantically, not daring to slow down at all, and his back was covered with cold sweat.

It's a ridiculous night, how could the charm be eyeing herself? It looks like you're going to be a thief with your tail between your legs in the future.

Just thinking about it, Ying Yanshu did not forget to look back in the direction of repair. Seeing the bone cord python flying up like a pounce, he couldn't help but feel numb on his scalp, turned his head and continued to escape. However, his speed suddenly slowed down by half a point. It's not that he took the initiative to slow down, but the space around him has become a little heavier.

At the same time, a tall figure appeared in front of him at some point, only five meters away from him. At Ying Yanshu's current speed, it would only take a few moments for the two to collide together.

What the hell!

The incident happened suddenly, Ying Yanshu didn't have time to think, and he drew his sword in anger and beheaded.

The comer's left hand touched behind his back, and suddenly a huge shadow was raised.

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Quiet.

A breeze blows.

It seems as if nothing is happening, and then it is as if everything has happened.

There is only one word left in the whole world.

"Knock ————"

An incomparably long tone echoed in the silence, and Ying Yanshu suddenly realized that it was actually his own heartbeat.

There was a gust of wind just now, right, was it really just a breeze? It seemed to tear everything apart.

Why hasn't that heartbeat ended?

It's an amazing feeling.

Like, on the verge of death.

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A piece of cold light flew up, spun around in the air a few times, and stuck straight into the ground.

The pressure of the surrounding space quietly receded, but Ying Yanshu's figure stopped, and he knelt weakly a meter in front of the comer. His eyes were blank, his face was pale, and his hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to his eyes. The right arm hung down weakly, and the outside of the arm was blood-red and dripping with blood, but it was only a skin wound. The jade willow sword fell to the ground, and the front quarter of the sword body had been broken off and inserted not far away.

The jade willow sword, known as "tough as a demon bone", was broken like this.

The person who came should be a man, tall and tall, but not burly, just because he was wearing a heavy blood-colored robe, he looked very tall. In his left hand, he held a broad heavy sword. A thin, barely visible black line runs through the alley on the ground in front of it. If you look closely, you can see that it is not a black line, but a small deep mark that makes people shudder, revealing wisps of yin qi.

The bone rope that had shrunk in a circle came from behind and tightly bound the detached Ying Yanshu.

It's just a sword, Ying Yanshu didn't have any resistance, just sighed in his heart.

It's also a sword, and the difference in strength between humans can be so big that the other party doesn't even use his right hand.

Ying Yanshu raised his head. From this angle, he could barely see the man's face hidden under the blood robe - about forty years old, the face was finely crafted, sharp and angular, although there were some wrinkles, but it could not hide his handsomeness, and what was quite beautiful was the gray-white bone covered on the right side of his face, which looked very penetrating.

After thinking for a moment, Ying Yanshu was sure that he had never seen this person. But who can be the blood robe heavy sword except the blood sword slave? It seems that the reason why he was able to escape from the Yisang Palace back then was entirely because he did not pose any threat to them, Ying Yanshu smiled bitterly. Although he knew that he was far from the top powerhouse, how could he not feel depressed when he was really facing this gap?

It's just a dignified blood sword slave, why did he leave the Yisang Palace because he was a snitch?

Tonight's pomp and circumstance is a bit too big.

Not only did Ying Yanshu think so, but Xiu also didn't expect it.

"Lord Blood, Blood Sword Slave, why are you here?" Xiu came from the other end of the alley, and the wound on his forehead was much smaller.

"Can I report my whereabouts to you?" the Blood Sword Slave's voice was hoarse and gloomy, accompanied by a suffocating coughing and wheezing.

"Don't dare. Xiu bowed his head.

"Go and do your job. The Blood Sword Slave turned his heavy sword back behind him and took half a step back, falling silent again under the Blood Robe.

When Xi was still the envoy of the charm department, although he was not an arrogant person, but relying on his strength, he never had much politeness in front of him, and there would be some confrontation between his words. And now in the face of Xiu's respect, the Blood Sword Slave actually misses that rude guy a little. There is a guy who can barely be called an opponent, and he has a kind of return to his childhood life in the barracks.

At that time, he didn't have the strength he has now, and he didn't have the power he has now.

Everything, not as bad as it is now.

Xiu came to Ying Yanshu, and Ying Yanshu raised his head and looked at him.

"You're the Probe Sword?"

"If I say I'm Xi, do you believe me?" Ying Yanshu laughed mockingly.

Hearing Xi's name, Xiu's heart once again overflowed with the pain that he didn't want to remember, and his anger suddenly grew, and he flew up and kicked Ying Yanshu in the lower abdomen. Ying Yanshu was kicked three meters away, and bent down in pain, his eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were clenched, but he still forced a smile.

"I don't have time to talk to you, you should know what we're looking for you. ”

"I ······" Ying Yanshu was stunned for a moment, smiled bitterly and said honestly, "I really don't know." ”

"It seems that you still don't understand the current situation. Xiu's tone was indifferent, and with a grip of his left hand, the bone cord on Ying Yanshu's body instantly tightened. Ying Yanshu's pupils shrank suddenly, his smile froze, and the roar of the bones in his body clearly entered his brain. Like a python strangling its prey, every time he breathes, the joints tighten a little tighter.

Just as he was on the verge of suffocation, the cord stopped.

"I think now we can have a sincere conversation. ”

"I ······ Really······ I don't know ······." Ying Yanshu said with difficulty.

Hearing this, Xiu's brows furrowed, and with a flick of his index finger, the bone cord was temporarily loosened.

Ying Yanshu suddenly relaxed and gasped for breath.

"Then let me ask you, at that time, why did you break into the No. 11 arsenal of the Yisang City Defense Army?" Xiu squatted down and asked word by word.

All of her plans were based on Ying Yanshu's condition that she was hired by another insider to deliberately steal the secret scroll. But looking at Ying Yanshu's appearance now, he doesn't seem to know what he stole from. If you really want to think about what Mr. Bu said, Ying Yanshu just stole the secret scroll because "the thief doesn't go empty", then maybe even he doesn't know where the secret scroll is now.

In that case, all their clues would be broken.

And here, Ying Yanshu realized what a hornet's nest he had inadvertently stabbed. At that time, he was just stealing Liu Xiaoya's Cangluo Sword from it, and in order to cover up the fact that the Cangluo Sword was stolen, he stole a bunch of miscellaneous things. Now it seems that I have memorized it to a certain extent. But in the current situation, it is impossible for him to tell the truth, otherwise not only will Liu Xiaoyan be involved, but he will definitely die if he loses his use value.

"Why?" Xiu's tone was extremely gloomy, as if oozing with ice ballast," he said. ”

"Did you say that thing?" Ying Yanshu pretended to be calm and squeezed out a sneer, "If you don't care about its whereabouts anymore, you can kill me right now." ”

Hearing this, a burst of hope rose in Xiu's heart, and just as she wanted to speak, the Blood Sword Slave patted her on the shoulder behind her back and motioned her to step back. Under Xiu's incomprehensible gaze and Ying Yanshu's nervous gaze, the blood sword slave squatted in front of Ying Yanshu.

After a moment of silence, the sound of sniffing came from under the blood robe.

For some reason, Ying Yanshu suddenly remembered Ying Wenxuan's joke and became uneasy for no reason.

"Boy, do you know? Every soldier who leaves the frontier of the empire misses the fragrance of the red willows. That kind of fragrance is different from every floral fragrance in the Chuan Bulu River Basin. Although I was very young at the time, I will never forget the taste for the rest of my life. And on you, there is not only the floral fragrance of red luan willow, but also the fragrance of the river flowers. There is only one place in the world where both flowers can appear at the same time. ”

"Tell me, back then, after you were seriously injured by Xi, how did you escape from the Yisang Palace?"