Gusts of cold wind swept through, and before I knew it, the long sky began to be dotted with long snow, and the serious atmosphere made people feel depressed.

At this moment, Ming Tudao was like a labyrinth full of traps, Yan Wuyi was quite melancholy, and thought: "After all, the strength is too weak, and it can't compete with these so-called famous and decent families." ”

"That's it, as long as there is still a breath left, I Yan Wuyi will definitely not let them have a good time. ”

Watching a team of Longmen warriors patrol by, Yan Wuyi tightened his strength, took advantage of the martial artists in front of him to slowly leave, got out of the alley, and tiptoed away.

"Now you have to find the exit of the street first, and sooner or later you will be exposed to the eyes of others. ”

"Boom Boom ......"

More than a dozen arrows pierced the night sky roared, breaking the dead silence of the long night in an instant, and a murderous aura suddenly appeared.

I saw a dozen swordsmen dressed in blue-black fish suits and holding cloud crane swords falling from the eaves, first killing four or five Longmen warriors with sharp arrows in their sleeves, and then stepping forward like a meteor with a sword, flexibly turning their swords to cut off the throats and necks of Longmen warriors who had not yet reacted, and cutting off their lives.

More than a dozen swordsmen shot extremely fast, and in just three or two breaths, they slashed a team of eight Dragon Gate warriors into invisibility.

The Tianmai Martial Artist can be called the mainstay of the sect, but unfortunately it is still difficult to suppress wanton erasure and assassination.

"Someone!"

Yan Wuyi's face was gloomy, thinking that these Changxia forces were really endless, and when he saw a team of Longmen martial artists in front of him falling desolately, he knew that there were others involved.

Therefore, he did not dare to linger, so he lifted his steps and ran to the narrow fork in the road.

At this time, the situation in the body was much better than before under the raging water, at least the empty six-aperture spirit room had gradually recovered, and there were two wisps of blood that urged the Blood Sea Meditation Heart Sutra to support the tired body, so it was not too slow.

The menacing swordsman behind him easily leveled a team of dragon gate guards, and when he saw Yan Wuyi, he fled, how could he get his wish.

"Chase!"

The leading sword cry mountain villa sword kui sword eyes flickered, raised his hand and commanded his subordinates to chase after him.

The warriors of the Broken Sea Gate who were hidden on the roof were shocked when they saw this image, and they stayed here for a long time, and they didn't know how the people of Jianqizhuang came here to ambush here.

"Less ......"

Fang Buzheng frowned and said, his slightly pale face trembled fiercely, waiting for the young master's decision.

I thought that Yan Wuyi was definitely in the bag, but he never thought that the sword would be sideways.

Yi Dongqi's gray eyes flashed with essence, and he was hesitating to expose his body to fight with the Sword Cry Villa, but he vetoed this idea for a moment.

Then he took out a delicate ancient bow carved with an ancient wind beast from the side, and slowly pulled the bow and shot an arrow.

It's just that the arrow didn't point to the several Dragon Gate elites not far away, but instead pointed to the swordsman of the Sword Cry Mountain Villa who was chasing Yan Wuyi.

"Whew!"

Raise the momentum and gather momentum, and the arm strength is empty.

A cold arrow burst out, and in an instant, the sword of the leader of the Sword Cry Villa who was hurriedly chasing was all around.

That sword is not an ordinary swordsman, his spiritual sense is extremely terrifying, although he is running fast, he also feels the light of the arrow shot from not far away.

"Where did the madman come from!"

In a thought, the elegant and agile figure of the sword turned into a streamer, and with a slash of the jasper long sword in his hand, he turned over and leaped three or five times, and easily avoided the cold arrows when the swordsmen were surprised.

"Bang!"

Then a piercing sound erupted in front of the swordsman of Sword Cry Villa, and a brilliant fire rose in the dark night.

This arrow is not to kill, but to attract people.

Only the most chaotic situation and the Broken Sea Gate, which occupies an excellent position, can seek benefits.

"A bold thief, he dares to trespass on the Ming disciples, is it really that I have no one in the Dragon Gate?"

"The master of the door has an order, and no one will be left behind who comes to the Ming Dao tonight!"

"Kill!"

The roar that shocked the Quartet resounded endlessly in the distance, and one after another sword lights and sword shadows flashed and killed.

The sound of this arrow had already attracted the attention of the heavily guarded guards of the Dragon Gate, and the elite of the Dragon Gate who had noticed the strangeness had directly burst into the sky with three rays of bright light, and instantly attracted the Dragon Gate warriors arranged in the inner layer of the Ming Disciple Dao to surround and kill, and there were as many as forty or fifty of them.

"Not good!"

Jian Xuan's handsome face suddenly turned dark, and a trace of coldness rose in an instant.

Unexpectedly, he fell into the trap of other forces that were faintly lurking in the Ming Disciple Dao, and this cold arrow had completely exposed the sword crying everyone, and the sound of cruel swords on all sides was getting closer and closer.

"Young master, why don't we withdraw first!"

The swordsman beside him cowered and persuaded, not afraid of death, but the Ming Disciple Dao was the territory of the Dragon Gate after all, if it was besieged by dozens of martial artists from the Heavenly Vein Realm in the Dragon Gate, everyone's death would become meaningless.

Jian Xuan looked at Yan Wuyi, who was not far ahead, and after only a moment of thought, he made up his mind: "You must catch Yan Wuyi before the Longmen warriors besiege you, and set up the Jiangang array to escape from the Ming disciples!"

It is very likely that Yan Wuyi, who knows the Demon Pill Spirit Bead, is running ahead, how can he be willing.

The swordsman beside him wanted to say more, but he saw that the sword leader of the mountain villa had already galloped away, and cautiously glanced around, so he had to hold the sword and go up.

"We must protect the young master thoroughly, otherwise we will all die!"

"Yes!"

A group of more than ten swordsmen chased after Yan Wuyi like crazy, ignoring the besieging Longmen warriors.

"Yi Shao's method is wonderful, his subordinates admire it!" Fang Buzheng arched his hand and said, a strange light crossed his eyes.

Although this method of deliberately attracting the swordsmen of the Dragon Gate to surround and kill the Sword Cry Villa is quite dangerous, it is also an excellent way to hide the whereabouts of the people of the Broken Sea Gate, and it is more conducive to action in the chaos.

"Sword Void Void Void ......" The corners of Yi Dongqi's mouth outlined a yin arc, and his eyes stared at the sword cry mountain villa sword puppet sword void in the distance.

"This person can easily avoid one of his cold arrows, which shows that he does have something, and he quietly touches it!"

Yi Dongqi thought about it for a while, then took the Broken Sea Gate warrior to get up and glimpse away, speeding on the roof of the densely packed house of Ming Tudao.

"!"

Yan Wuyi took a sip, erased the blood stains caused by the load of spiritual energy at the corners of his mouth, and kept speeding up his pace.

"Now that the warriors of the Dragon Gate have been surrounded, and there are assassins with the sword of Raush behind them, what should I do......"

Now his situation is extremely miserable, there are tigers and wolves in front of him, and snakes and rats in the back, except for the desperate urge to trigger the magic weapon to be powerful, there is no other way, but he does not dare to use the demon weapon to kill the dome demon weapon easily, otherwise it will lead to the demon weapon backlash, and it will be difficult to devour his blood at that time.

"Bang bang!"

After only a moment's pause, two sharp sword lights came from behind him, heading straight for his arms.

"Not good!"

A sense of crisis suddenly enveloped him, and Yan Wuyi's unique spiritual sense was already feeling the sword momentum behind him, where did he dare to run regardless of his body.

"If you let those two sword lights shoot through your legs, I'm afraid you won't have the power to resist. ”

Yan Wuyi turned his heart sideways, his steps stopped suddenly, and with the help of a strong force that overturned him, he suddenly soared away, like a fish jumping off a cliff, and the dragon rose into the sky, and he actually turned up five zhang high in front of the swordsmen of the Sword Cry Villa, and the two sword lights that blocked his body suddenly jumped into the air.

"Good guys!"

The sword that was decisively chasing and Yi Dongqi, who was diving on the top, sighed at the same time, both shocked by the young man's super reflexes.

It's a pity that the external force is insufficient, the internal force is not enough, Yan Wuyi's light body of five or six zhang fell suddenly, and it is impossible to lift his strength and blood breath again at this time.

"Eh......"

There was no trace of blood and energy in his body, Yan Wuyi sighed weakly, thinking that he really wanted to be planted here today?

"But even if you die, you can't let yourself fall into the hands of these miscellaneous people, it's a big deal to become a demon and be a demon who slaughters all over the world!"

Although he was unwilling, he was helpless, and it should only be the worst situation to use the Killing Dome Demon Weapon again.

"At least these warriors who are coming for themselves will not let themselves die easily......"

Yan Wuyi muttered bitterly, his body had already fallen to the ground fiercely, and the young man's body, which was not protected by a trace of spiritual power, rolled on the cold ground several times before slowly stopping.

"Run?"

Jian Xuan sneered, it only took three steps to reach the distance of ten zhang, and the cold jasper sword in his hand pointed at Yan Wuyi, who vomited blood, and a sense of contempt naturally appeared, showing arrogance.

"The youngest true heir of the Luojia Sword Pavilion is nothing more than that. The indifferent and ridiculous words resounded all over his body, and the sword leader of the Sword Cry Mountain Villa who stood with a sword only swept the people under his feet with his residual light.

(End of chapter)