Like the Bodhisattva, there is no prescribed footwork for stepping on the snow, still moving by heart, paying attention to prediction and rapid response, and can not have too many superfluous movements, as if people are walking through thorns, every step is cautious, every action must be ready for the next step, can not avoid the vines in front of you and ignore the spikes behind you, precise, concise, no grace at all, it really makes people feel very earthy.

This kind of footwork does not consume much physical strength, but the load on the spirit and mental strength is very great, on the one hand, it comes from the pressure of cautious avoidance, and on the other hand, it is necessary to always calculate and predict how to move next. After all, as far as the current situation is concerned, as long as it encounters the consequences, it is unbearable. Fortunately, Yan San has both.

As soon as the three sticks passed, Yan San's figure suddenly flashed, like a phantom, and the secluded spring in his hand was a touch of faint green, with a little glow, like a beast's beautiful fangs, quickly crossed the night sky, and went straight to Xiong Liang's neck. Yan San's original dodge action was not big, as if he was not moving in place, but this time he turned from extremely quiet to extremely moving, like a poisonous snake that had been entrenched for a long time and scurryed, which caught people off guard;

Even if it is a second-order master, there will be a short pause when a stick is smashed into the air, Xiong Liang's stick has not been raised, Yan San flashed in front of him, and a line of dark green was entangled, Xiong Liang instinctively had a heartbeat, and he only had time to turn his head under his busy schedule, and then struggled to pick up the big stick, and under the full explosion, this stick was like a strange python turning over, the air was quickly broken, and he shouted wildly.

The figures staggered, Xiong Liang roared angrily, Yan San had already fled three feet away, snorting out a mouthful of blood, but his actions had no effect, like a rabbit with an arrow, he ran into the darkness of the street.

Wind attack plus human slaughter, this is already the strongest explosive power that Yan San can handle, although the action is like the wind, but the explosion under the second order of power cannot be underestimated, Xiong Liang's stick still hit Yan San after all, even if it was not smashed, Yan San was like being hit by an elephant and suffered a lot of internal injuries, but he also escaped from a safe distance with the power of this stick.

Qu Xiucai is reasonable, you must escape if you escape, and if you don't die, there will be nothing. But what Lu Zhan taught is right, it has never been Yan San's style to run away from the wind, you must let the opponent know that the rabbit who is in a hurry will also kick the eagle, and the dog will jump off the wall when he is in a hurry, even if he really wants to die, he will splash your blood to the death. So Yan San didn't run away at the first time, and the chase may be endless in the future. At least let the opponent know that the person being chased is not a dish, but a person who can kill.

Xiong Liang took a step, suddenly reached out and touched his neck, the tentacles were warm and wet, and when he looked closer, his palm was bright red. An inch-long wound lay there, no more than half a minute into the flesh, only slightly heavier than the usual scratch, not even a minor injury. But Xiong Liang suddenly felt a tingling from his spine to the heart of his brain, and he couldn't help but tremble slightly. This knife is only a millimeter away from the big blood vessels in the neck, if it is not that life-like deviation, this knife will be longer and half a point deeper, Xiong Liang dare not imagine.

The moment of death, which he had not experienced for many years, was so close to him, so close that Xiong Liang could almost smell the black and white impermanence of his nose.

"This person must die!" Xiong Liang wiped the blood on his hands, and hurried after him, even if he chased and killed until dawn today, he must kill Yan San. Xiong conscience thought. At such an age, he has such mental means, and after a while, I am afraid that Xiong Liang will not be able to sleep peacefully, and he must always beware of the head of the person! At this time, the allure of the magic weapon has been trampled under the threat of his life.

Yan San couldn't imagine that his dog jumping off the wall not only did not scare Xiong Liang, but made Xiong Liang more determined to kill, he now has no time to think about anything, and his life is not in his hands.

Yan San's state was very bad, that stick swept his back, and his body was much tougher after refining his body, but this blow was too fierce and vicious, and it had already damaged his internal organs, Yan San now wanted to vomit again, and he was dizzy, and the blood was still gushing out of his mouth, dripping all the way. The swift wind struck that knife almost exhausted all of his spiritual yuan, and just a few thorns also made him exhausted, and he just wanted to sleep hard.

There are still two streets away from Lu Zhan's small courtyard, Yan San knows that he can't go back, at least not today, there is no reason why the Butcher Knife Gang can't send someone to intercept it, and Yan San also clearly saw that the hairless tiger Zhao Wu's bare head was particularly conspicuous in the night, and his long machete was also conspicuous, Yan San's brows tightened, and Xiong Liang's terrifying footsteps behind him were like a bull charge, already following, he had to turn around and drill into another fork in the road.

In front of it is an independent small courtyard, there is an elegant name called "Lingdingju", Yan San is very familiar with this area, this is a habit developed in Xiaoxi Street, he is always used to being familiar with the environment, and the strong insecurity from childhood to adulthood makes him want to figure out everything around him. Lingdingju has been vacant for a long time, at least Yan San has never seen anyone living in it in the past two years, but there are a few maids who often come to clean, but they have never seen who the owner is, it is a good place to hide, although Yan San does not think that he can escape.

Yan San reluctantly climbed over the low wall, swallowed the blood that surged up again, so as not to spill and leave traces, and then rushed into the corridor along the root of the wall, staggered into the door of the main room, and squeezed his body with dark energy, the wooden door suddenly muffled, the door bolt broke, Yan San hurriedly rushed in, lying in the corner of the wall panting like a dying dog, while looking outside through the gap in the door and window.

The room was extremely quiet, and the noise of human voices from far and near was like the sound of chains in the hands of black and white impermanence, and after a while, Yan San heard Xiong Liang outside the Ding Ju asking in a rough voice, and the footsteps of a group of people behind him were like eight hundred ducks in the quagmire, Yan San only felt bitter in his mouth, with his current situation, any one of the five tigers in Xicheng would kill him if he came to him;

"Are you sure he's in this yard?"

"Yes, eldest brother, I saw him sneak in with my own eyes, and the military advisor explained, you do it yourself, we don't dare to mess around, we just follow from afar. 』

Xiong Liang nodded, Situ Ren did feel very intimate about doing things, after all, the magic weapon in Yan San's hand was determined to be obtained, and there was no need to let these little minions know too much.

Yan San fought for fate, slowly suppressed the injuries in his body, and a crazy fire burned in his eyes, if he was a rabbit and an eagle who was still a drama before, now it is a real dog jumping over the wall, there is no escape, there is no way to avoid it, then take your life to play this last one!

As soon as he adjusted his breathing, Yan San's throat stagnated, and a short knife had been attached to the bottom of his neck at some point, and the sharp blade provoked Yan San with a layer of goosebump.

"Who are you?" asked an angry female voice in the darkness, her voice delicate, with a brittle youth.

Yan San couldn't have imagined that there were actually people in this vacant courtyard today, but at this time, he could only smile bitterly and said, "Flee for your life." I don't want to disturb the girl's rest, go away, they are coming at me, but no matter what good or bad person you are, lest you suffer from unjustified disasters. 』

"Let's go, why should we go, don't we just hand you over?" The woman in the dark asked curiously, and Yan San saw the hand holding the short knife, as white as a green onion, and seemed to glow faintly in the night. "It's so beautiful!" Yan San thought.

Yan San smiled bitterly and said, "If they were reasonable, they wouldn't be called the Butcher Knife Gang. I'm afraid that they will be indiscriminate...... The girl should go, I think the girl is also a person who cultivates Yuan, I will help you block it for a while, you haven't taken a picture, and the butcher knife gang will not pay attention, even if it is to repay the crime of breaking into the girl's room. 』

Hearing the name of the Butcher Knife Gang, another female voice in the darkness sighed softly, and then said softly: "Your internal organs are severely injured, your breath is disordered, you have lost too much blood, and you will die if you go out!" The voice was very low and a little hoarse, but with a lazy softness, just like in the middle of the night, someone on the pillow was wheezing and muttering, which made Yan San's heart flutter for no reason.

The woman said that life and death were like saying a trivial matter, without much emotion, but the meaning of the words still revealed a bit of curiosity, or concern; Yan San smiled bitterly again, and sighed at the size of the world, and the two cultivators in the small room made him unaware of it, and his strength was definitely above him.

Yan San simply sat down against the wall, closed his eyes, took a long breath and slowly exhaled it, and then slowly opened his eyes, there was already madness burning inside, and said, "I know. So I told you to go quickly. 』

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid, I'm scared to death. I wanted to live, too, but the Butcher Knife Gang wouldn't let me. Instead of closing your eyes and waiting for death, it is better for the fish to die and the net is broken. 』

"Maybe they'll let you go if you ask?" 』

"Well, there's no habit of begging. Especially for those I hate, I won't beg them even if they die. 』

"......" There was silence in the dark for a while, and then I heard a bang from Kara outside the courtyard, and the door had been kicked open by Xiong Liang, flying out of the door, shouting, "Little crumb, come out quickly, I can't run." Come out and kowtow to the uncle, maybe the uncle is in a good mood and will reward you with a way to live. 』

The torches in the courtyard were reflected, there was light in the room but it was not bright, Yan San could only vaguely see two hazy figures, one tall and one short, the short one was holding a knife, and the tall one was standing next to the bed, probably being disturbed while sleeping, and he was still wearing a small coat, revealing a piece of snow-white skin, as well as a plump and slender thigh. The woman is really tall, Yan San thinks she is very tall, and she has the illusion of being inferior in front of the woman, and the woman is not the kind of thin and tall, with a plump body, a straight chest and hips, and exaggerated curves, as if the ordinary bewitching body was deliberately magnified by God, pulled higher, and became longer, but the proportions are coordinated, giving people a very great visual impact.

Yan San smiled, his bloody white teeth were dazzling under the light of the torches in the courtyard, and said, "I Yan was born and raised for three days, I have no father, no mother, no teacher, no long, and I have a cheap life, but one thing I know very well, my own life, I decide by myself. If you can't decide how to live, you have to decide how to die!'

The death match was imminent, Yan San simply let loose the skeleton, his eyes swept over the blurred figure of the second girl, and said: "It's a pity, Yan San's life is short, and he hasn't tried the taste of love yet, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely marry a few beautiful women like the two girls and give birth to a yard of dolls......

"Shut up!" the little woman snorted and said, "Nonsense, see if I don't cut your tongue." He was about to rush forward with his knife, but was gently stopped by the tall woman.

"The rivers and lakes are far away, the mountains are high and the wind is cold, the two girls take care of themselves, and they will see you again in the next life!" Yan San laughed, waved at the two girls, and then kicked open the door and shouted: "Xiong Liang, I grass your ancestor, your grandfather is here, why don't you come to bow down?!"

Xiong Liang was furious, seeing Yan San rushing out of the house, one of them turned over and had already climbed onto the roof, he suddenly shouted violently, rushed up with a stick, and everyone was clamoring and cheering loudly.

At this moment, a cloud of fire rushed to the sky in the west, burning the clouds like blood, in the dead of night, like a silent blood and tears in the sky, Yan San suddenly had a palpitation for no reason, pulled out the hidden spring, avoided Xiong Liang in a roar, and pounced into the crowd of the Butcher Knife Gang from a high place, and the blood light collapsed.