Gu Qing's two arrows were released! Almost at the same time, the four figures rushed out directly! Go straight to the other courtyard.

The two arrow feathers passed directly through the building, sealing the throats of the two warriors who were looking at the wind inside, and they died very happily, almost without any sound.

Su Mu had already rushed to the side wall of the courtyard and was quietly marching behind.

Yan Lun was the fastest, and rushed directly into the courtyard from the main gate, and a warrior stationed at the gate of the courtyard was pierced by an arrow without even seeing the figure clearly, and fell to the ground.

Yan Lun broke into the door and rushed straight to the east of the house, because he had already seen through the door and window that the two strongest men in black were there at this time, and the men in black reacted quickly and directly drew their swords to meet them! Yan Lun also drew his sword and fought!

The two black-robed battles against Yan Lun alone, and after fighting more than ten moves, Yan Lun also had a rough estimate of the skills of the two.

A first-grade martial artist, a third-grade martial artist!

Same as last configuration.

The rest of the people were samurai, and they were fought together by Rokuri and Yijiu, who rushed in later, and were unable to kill several teenagers in the inner room.

The black-robed man of the third-rank martial artist said in a low and strange voice:

"Go from behind."

After saying that, a sword slashed towards the back wall, and the sword qi directly split the wall, wanting to make a black-robed man escape from the dense forest behind, probably because he felt that Yan Lun's cultivation was too high and it was not easy to take it down at the first time.

But Yan Lun felt that something was wrong there, but he didn't have time to think about it.

The back wall had just been split, and the black-robed man of the first-grade martial artist wanted to rush out, but he didn't expect a sword light to pierce in from behind the wall! directly slashed the left arm of the unprepared black-robed first-rank martial artist, and the blood flowed nonstop.

It was Su Mu who rushed in!

"Look for death!"

The black-robed man of the third-grade martial artist roared angrily and rushed towards Su Mu, and the two fought together for a while, but they couldn't tell the winner!

Yan Lun saw that something was wrong at this time, the third-grade black-robed man was actually protecting the first-grade black-robed man, and seemed to care very much about his safety! Aren't these people cold and ruthless?

Taking advantage of the fact that Su Mu was entangled, the black-robed man rushed through the wall and rushed towards the forest! Yan Lun followed.

How fast is Yan Lun? At the same time, a first-class martial artist, Yan Lun has absolute confidence to leave the other party!

I saw Yan Lun sprinting at twice the speed of that person, and he punched out! Just as his fist was about to hit the man, he suddenly turned around and had something more in his hand!

With a flash of golden light, Yan Lun's fist slammed into the golden item in the man's hand...

In an instant, Yan Lun's fingers went numb, and then a sharp pain came! There was already a patch of blood on the ground, and it was Yan Lun's blood.

At the same time something fell to the ground.

Yan Lun stopped and looked ahead, the man in black ran farther and farther, but Yan Lun didn't chase after him.

Because, the moment the man turned around, Yan Lun saw the man's face clearly through the mask, and his heart was shocked for a while.

Ten minutes later...

Gu Qing, Su Mu, Liuli, and Yijiu all rushed over and saw Yan Lun standing there.

"You're hurt?"

Yijiu stepped forward to check and found that Yan Lun's finger was bloody, and when he picked it up, the wound had healed, leaving only a shallow scar, which seemed to be disappearing soon.

He had experienced Yan Lun's recovery speed, but at this time, he knew Yan Lun's physical strength better, and a first-grade martial artist would never let him bleed, what was going on, a hundred refined soldiers?

Su Mu stepped forward and said:

"That third-rank martial artist ran away... This person's strength is strange, and he suddenly burst out with at least four grades of strength, and I can't stop it. ”

Several people were shocked when they heard this.

Who is Su Mu? The third-grade martial artist in the Holy Land is still at the elite Tianjiao level, and there is actually a powerhouse of the same level who retreats in his head-to-head battle? and suddenly burst out with a strength that even Su Mu couldn't stop, what a strange thing?

However, there is something even more weird, Yan Lun, who defeated Su Mu, actually let a first-class martial artist escape, and Yan Lun's hand was injured? It's simply impossible.

Gu Qing's eyes were sharp, and he saw the golden item on the ground, there were still traces of Yan Lun's blood on it, he stepped forward to pick it up and wipe it off.

"What is this?"

Yan Lun came over at this time, Gu Qing handed him the thing, Yan Lun took it over and took a closer look, it seemed to be a metal feather.

It should be said that it is a flying knife in the shape of a feather.

This golden feather is dark gold, as long as a dagger, the feathers are very sharp on the sides, and the weight is very light.

"That's what hurts you?"

Su Mu said, then pulled out his own hundred refining soldiers and slashed towards this metal feather.

Then, a miracle happened, and the feather was undamaged! And Su Mu's sword blade actually showed a blunt mark...

This... The strength of this feather is actually higher than that of the hundred refinement warriors created by the Holy Land! What level of treasure is this!

Yijiu saw that Yan Lun was absent-minded and asked him what was going on.

Yan Lun Dao:

"The man... I can see clearly, he is, Wu Yinxian! ”

···

Several people took the kidnapped boy back to Kuncheng, they were all poisoned, and the city lord sent the best doctor to treat them, Yan Lun and the others were not involved in these things, and they returned to the True Yang Sect at this moment.

Yan Lun's discovery made everyone unable to calm down.

Wu Yinxian, a disciple of the first day of the Wuji Immortal Sect, Yan Lun can't be mistaken, right?

Of course not, they have experienced Yan Lun's eyesight, and I believe that even if Yan Lun is separated by ten streets, he will not admit his mistake, let alone that the two are close at hand!

"No wonder he has been avoiding fighting me, because he is afraid that I will recognize his skills."

Yan Lun muttered to himself, and said again:

"Could it be that behind all this, it turned out to be the Infinite Immortal Sect?"

Yan Lun frowned and nodded after hearing this.

"No wonder that third-grade martial artist has been protecting him, that person must be his elder, I have always guessed before, only the strength of the overlord sect can secretly support such an underground organization, if it is really the Wuji Immortal Sect, then everything makes sense."

Gu Qing asked:

"But how could the third-grade martial artist of the Wuji Immortal Sect fight to a draw with Senior Brother Su Mu and retreat with his whole body? Besides, the Wuji Immortal Sect has always been proud of Qi cultivation and has never paid attention to refining weapons, so where did this feather sword that surpassed the best hundred refining soldiers come from? ”

Gu Qing's two questions also made others unable to figure it out, and Yijiu also added:

"Yes, and if it's really them, then what's the use of the Wuji Immortal Sect asking for so many talented young people? They are not a holy place for seclusion, and they often walk around outside, and their disciples are all traceable, and there has never been a genius disciple who has appeared out of thin air for so many years. ”

Liuli also interjected:

"That's right, besides, if an overlord sect like Wuji Immortal Sect wants to accept disciples, it can be very generous, how many teenagers can refuse such a temptation? Why do you need to forcibly tie people? It doesn't make sense. ”

Yan Lun was silent for a long time, and then asked Su Mu:

"The third-grade martial artist who fought with you today, what technique did he use when he finally improved his cultivation? You might see? ”

Su Mu's face was not good, and he shook his head.

He couldn't hang it up, he knew all the exercises in the world that he said before, but he couldn't see Yan Lun's exercises, and he couldn't see the exercises used by an unknown martial artist today, so he was really embarrassed.