The people in the lower echelons will not find out about this, but the central body of the organization will not let any of its subordinates get out of the supervision, so these eight people will definitely have the long-term attention of the people at the top, although they don't know it, and even if they have any guesses, they don't dare to try to find it.

This courtyard is relatively remote, and it is getting late at this time, so no outsiders can see so many corpses hanging here.

Yan Lun didn't wait here to become a live target after doing this, he didn't know the strength of the other party, in case it was a martial arts level powerhouse, it was likely that he would not only not be able to catch the other party, but would be controlled by the other party.

Yan Lun hid in a corner of the courtyard, but there was still no movement until midnight, could it be that the other party was afraid of being exposed and returned after discovering the situation here?

Yan Lun had considered this situation, but he thought that even if all the people in this stronghold died, they would still be quickly destroyed by the people in the shadows, and the other party would never want to expose more information because of one stronghold.

In the second half of the night, Yan Lun didn't want to wait any longer, and came to the courtyard from the hiding place, who knew that as soon as he stepped into the grass in the courtyard with his front feet, a fierce wind came from one side! Yan Lun instantly took a few steps back.

In front of him, a sharp sword staggered and slashed continuously, and the sword qi seemed to smash the air in front of him!

Yan Lun thought of this situation, but he didn't expect it to be so ferocious, he thought that this person might have been lurking in the shadows, and like him, the two of them would see who appeared first, but he chose the time of midnight when everyone's consciousness was the weakest, but the other party's reaction was still rapid.

Yan Lun's weapon was not carried, and he picked up a saber scattered here by several people before with one kick, and fought with the other party!

As soon as he fought Yan Lun, he could be sure that the other party was by no means a samurai level, but after more than a dozen moves, he was even more anxious to determine that the other party should be the strength of a first-grade martial artist, and if it was a second-grade or above martial artist, Yan Lun himself would not be able to fight to a close match.

Yan Lun felt that the sword in his hand was much lighter after a few parries, and it was estimated that it was partially broken, because the other party, as a martial artist-level powerhouse, had a weapon at least at the warrior level, and the only thing in his hand was a cast iron long sword, which could not withstand a long fight.

Moreover, the other party is a martial artist, and the true qi is released along the sword body, forming a sword qi! So Yan Lun didn't fight against a seriously injured martial artist like last time.

Yan Lun is not wearing a Kryptonian robe now, this battle is very dangerous, soon, after thirty moves, Yan Lun did not occupy a significant upper hand, and with a cracking sound, the sword in his hand was only the hilt and the sword pavilion, and the entire sword body was broken, at this moment, Yan Lun's eyes instantly shot out two red lasers! Hot Vision!

The other party is defenseless against this move anyway, Yan Lun's target is the other party's eyes, the other party relies on the strength of the martial artist to dodge a few inches at a very fast speed at the last moment, avoiding a hot sight, but the other line of sight hit his right eye, only to see a white smoke rising, the other party's right eye is like an overripe persimmon, directly bursting open!

The plasma eyeballs spurted to the ground, and the other party screamed and retreated backwards! Then he half-knelt on the ground, covering his eyes with one hand, in pain.

Yan Lun hadn't yet adapted to the intensity of his thermal vision, and his eyes also felt a very strong burn, although there would be no harm, but his vision was blurred within a few seconds, but he quickly recovered.

Now that you have this opportunity, take advantage of his illness to kill him!

Yan Lun rushed forward in one step and struck out with one punch! The other party was hit hard and was powerless to fight for a while, so he could only retreat, Yan Lun once again looked at the other eye of the other party, and used his best to use his hot vision.

But this time, the other party also released the true qi of body protection, all condensed in front of him, and Yan Lun's hot gaze was actually blocked for a while! Unable to penetrate the opponent's true qi.

The reason why there is a qualitative change between the martial artist stage and the samurai is that it depends on the true qi, in fact, the strength of his own body has not changed much, and even, the physical strength of a first-rank martial artist and a fifth-rank warrior is the same, but the true qi of the martial artist makes him able to face dozens of fifth-grade warriors at the same time without falling behind.

To use the most apt analogy, this is the difference between cold weapons and hot weapons.

Yan Lun looked at the true qi in front of the other party, and suddenly an idea came to him, and then he took a deep breath, and then blew it with all his strength, freezing his breath!

Then, a miraculous thing appeared, this ball of true qi actually became a little muddy, and then Yan Lun continued to release hot vision, and it directly penetrated this layer of true qi and shot directly into the other eye of the other party.

It turns out that freezing breath can actually freeze true qi...

This is really an incredible discovery, although the effect is not particularly significant, but the other party's true qi has shown signs of being weakened, if Yan Lun grows up in the future, and the freezing breath recovers its true power, all martial artists will have no advantage in front of Yan Lun!

In front of him, this person has become a waste, and Yan Lun is also very tired, because hot vision requires a lot of energy and physical strength, in current words, this and skills are too mana~

Yan Lun stepped forward and directly abolished the opponent's limbs, and the dignified martial artist turned into a puddle of mud and wailed on the ground at this time.

"Where are your strongholds? Where are the people you have taken away? Say! ”

Yan Lun wanted to interrogate the other party properly, but before he could torture him to extract a confession, a sudden explosion sounded! The person on the ground was suddenly stabbed into the triangle of his face by three throwing knives that appeared out of nowhere, and he completely became a corpse before he even had time to snort.

Yan Lun heard it exactly just now, these three flying knives were accompanied by a detonation sound, and the strength of the person who shot it was absolutely strong! The speed of the flying knife has exceeded the speed of sound, and absolutely only a strong person with a very strong true qi can make this flying knife.

Yan Lun's eyebrows are beating wildly! He jumped backwards, using the fastest speed in his life, and where his body had just left, there were flashes of light and shadow, and one after another cold hellish life-killing knives sank into the ground, bursts of sparks appeared, and the sound of detonation was endless!

At this moment, Yan Lun no longer has the previous high fighting spirit and chic offensive routine, at this time he is completely in a hurry to flee for his life, his feet are only seven or eight meters away from the room, but he doesn't know if he can return to the house completely at this moment.

When he finally stepped into the threshold with one foot, he only felt a sudden numbness in his back, and secretly said in his heart that he was hit!

The huge kinetic energy contained in a small flying knife made him lose his balance directly, and he plunged into the room, knocking a screen and a cabinet apart, and even the wall knocked the foundation crooked, and almost collapsed.

Yan Lun struggled to get up, but half of his body couldn't move, he looked in with his eyes, and saw that the flying knife was stuck in his left shoulder blade.