Chapter 7: Death hangs by a thread
The sword moves with you, and the geese and snow fly.
"Could it be that this fool still has a back-up move?"
Luo Yi was slightly stunned, his face was shocked, and the young man in front of him, who had no power to resist, struggled to get up, but instead of retreating, he rushed towards the sharp sword in his hand!
If Yan Wuyi really had a terrifying move, then it was still himself who was unlucky, and when Luo Yi hesitated, the speed of the sharp sword attack slowed down a little.
"Bell!"
The cold night is thorough, and the sharp ears are attacking!
The sound of a spirit soldier crashing suddenly resounded in everyone's ears, and the just right force wiped out the momentum of Luo Yi's assassination, and bursts of piercing echoes lingered in the courtyard.
Yan Wuyi thought that he would die, but when he turned his mind and looked at it, the sword momentum that stabbed viciously was blocked by this sudden spirit soldier momentum, and he also escaped for the time being.
"Under the rule of the family, how can you be allowed to take people's lives at will!"
The sound of Haoran burst out, and two people stepped into the dilapidated courtyard, and this deafening voice was shouted by one of the burly teenagers.
Yan Wuyi looked at it when he heard this, this person was eight feet tall, and he was wearing a brocade jade robe that looked particularly neat against the faint snow-colored background, not stained with any mortal dust, and his fierce momentum made people a little breathless.
This person is Duan Yun, a disciple of Yin Ziyu, an elder of the outer gate, who has dealt with the Yan family brothers and sisters several times.
"None?"
Next to the young man, it was the tired and panting little sister Wuyu, the red fluttering little face was full of worry, and she finally arrived in time, she was also secretly glad in her heart, if it was half a minute late, her second brother would die on the spot.
Yan Wuyi thought about it for a while, and he also understood. Thinking that it was when she and Lian Que were in a scuffle the previous time, the little girl took advantage of the chaos to escape and went to the outer door of the house to ask Elder Yin for help.
"Second brother, are you okay. ”
Wuyu hurriedly ran forward to support Yan Wuyi, who was empty of qi and blood, and was distressed.
And the three of Luo Yi on the side were staring at Duan Yun with a pale face, and the person who was seriously injured had already fainted, but with a pill taken out by the black-robed young man, he couldn't die for a while.
"It's just a pariah, you can kill if you want to, and you can kill if you want to, when it's your turn. ”
Luo Yi's face was gloomy, seeing that he was about to kill Yan Wuyi, he never thought that Duan Yun would break his calculation by inserting a sword, and he naturally hated in his heart.
It's just that this cloud skill is not small, even if the three of them join forces, they may not be able to help him, although Luo Yi has hatred, but he also knows that it is impossible to kill Yan Wuyi tonight.
"Don't meddle in your business, you have a foreign surname, where do you have the qualifications to dictate Luo Shao?"
Jiang Yun, the little brother of Luo Yi, who is not in shape, scolded out of breath, he had some holidays with Duan Yun, but he was ruthlessly cleaned up a few times, and he only dared to fake the tiger's might, and took advantage of Luo Yi's quick tongue.
"Yo he, isn't this Jiang's big head, bullying Yan Wuyi with your dog master with a lot of people, it's really embarrassing for your ancestor. ”
Duan Yunjian, who seemed to be serious, raised his eyebrows slightly, and saw that the person who spoke disrespectfully to him was Jiang Yun, and the perfectly shaped image of righteousness collapsed in an instant, and a shallow smile appeared on his cold face.
Some time ago, Jiang Yun was molesting a female disciple at the outer gate, and was caught and beaten by this cloud, and he was humiliated in public, so that Jiang Yun did not dare to step into the outer door for half a month.
"You...... You ......" Duan Yun's sharp words made Jiang Yun angry for a while, and his face turned black.
"Talk nonsense, tonight you don't want to move Yan Yi in the slightest, otherwise don't blame the sword in my hand for not being long-sighted. ”
Duan Yun's momentum changed again, he still had a somewhat unserious appearance before, but at this moment, he was as cold as an assassin, and before the words fell, a crimson spirit sword suddenly manifested in his hand, and the slightest hot sword momentum made the chill in the courtyard dissipate by two points, and the ice and snow had not yet fallen, and had already dissipated in mid-air.
"Flame Soldiers?"
When Luo Yi suddenly saw this soldier, he couldn't help but be shocked, and the face of the yin owl became more and more ugly.
"I didn't expect Old Man Yin to give you such a heavy treasure. "This spirit soldier Luo Yi has naturally seen it, it is forged by Beigong Wuxuan, the first refining master of Changxia City, and its power is extraordinary.
"The sword is extremely sharp, vaguely in line with heaven and earth, it seems to have the meaning of sword sound, this sword is a spirit soldier?"
Yan Wuyi had seen records of spirit soldiers in books, and now when he saw it, he was also a little envious.
The Yan Extreme Soldier in Duan Yun's hand overflowed with bursts of coercion, and the ordinary sword weapons of the three of Luo Yi trembled slightly. Looking at its sword shape, it is even more powerful, like a dragon snake.
Although the Yanji Soldier is a medium-grade Xuan-level spiritual weapon, it has the power of a high-grade weapon, and it took a lot of effort for Beigong to refine this soldier at the beginning.
The spirit soldier condenses the heavy essence between heaven and earth, and there are many ways to achieve it, such as acquired forging and innate spirit refinement, and blood spirit into a weapon. There is a difference in the thickness of the essence, there is a difference in the quality of the organ, and the strong spirit soldier system also has a grade, which contains many factors, such as the art of forging, and the chance to coincide, can affect the grade of the spirit soldier.
According to the incomplete records of the spirit soldiers of Jiuzhou, the spirit soldiers can be divided into nine grades, the three grades of heaven and earth, the Xuanshi spiritual weapon, the pole of the earth, and the heavenly martial arts.
Then there is the legendary holy weapon, which is also divided into three grades, and it is impossible to know why, with Yan Wuyi's shallow knowledge.
Taking advantage of the two parties, Yan Wuyi protected the little sister behind him, and then calmed down the chaos in his body, and silently recited the magic trick to attract the aura to his body and fill the three orifices. After this battle, he could vaguely perceive that the barrier of the fourth orifice was about to crack, and when he felt that things had changed, he was also happy.
Although I don't know why I have such a drastic change in one day, it is always a blessing to be able to step into martial arts practice.
"Get out!"
Duan Yun's face was grim, and he shouted impatiently.
These domineering words were like thunder, and suddenly pulled the Luo Yi people back to reality from shock.
"Okay, you Duan Yun, do you really think that we are soft persimmons, you can pinch them if you want to?" The black-robed young man Yuan Jiuyang clenched his fists and said fiercely, even if Duan Yun had a spirit soldier in his hand, his cultivation was unfathomable, but he still had to shout out as a gentleman.
Yuan Jiuyang and Jiang Yun glanced at each other, and they both turned their eyes to Luo Yi, and just waited for him to give an order, and then they went towards Duan Yun to besiege him.
The three of them were not Duan Yun's enemies, but there was already a ban on the family, and the disciples were not allowed to kill each other, so it was a big deal that the three of them were beaten by this Yun.
"Let's go!"
Luo Yi only thought for a moment, then suppressed the anger in his heart, glanced at Yan Wuyi and Duan Yun meaningfully, turned around and walked away.
Yuan Jiang and the others didn't expect Luo Yi, who had always been tough, to admit it so easily, and hurriedly supported Lian Que, who had passed out, to keep up with Luo Yi's footsteps.
Seeing Luo Yi and the others leaving, the sword in Duan Yun's hand disappeared as if it was invisible and shadowless, returning to its previous appearance of light and breeze, but a pair of smart eyes looked at Yan Wuyi, who was covered in blood.
"It's a little strange that this guy has three tricks. ”
Duan Yun was a little surprised, thinking that Yan Wuyi had an adventure, and maybe it was the strength of accumulation.
The last time I saw Yan Wuyi, it was only a month ago, and now I see you again, the other party has actually passed the three tricks, and can fight with the seven-trick martial artist for several rounds, and will be seriously injured.