With a "poof", half of the sword blade pierced through Mo Yan's vest, and then came out of her left chest, and the red blood instantly stained the large placket on her chest.

"No!" He Zichuan's eyes cracked and roared loudly, but it was too late.

However, Mo Yan is not easy to match, although she was hit hard by the assassin first, but after all, there is a huge gap between her cultivation and the other party, just as she was stabbed by the long sword, the huge burial moon appeared out of thin air, like an axe blade falling from the guillotine, simply slashed the assassin in half, and the blood was like splashing water, sprinkling half of the wall.

"Ah......h

The killer came too quickly, and when Mo Yan heard He Zichuan's reminder, he only had time to turn his body slightly to the right, so that the sword that was originally slashed at his neck pierced his left chest.

Fortunately, she had already condensed the immortal body, although she looked seriously injured, as long as it was not a head that was cut off, it was not fatal, and at this moment, her wounds had begun to heal gradually at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, the injury was not fatal, but it still made her very afraid. That assassin was just a real-world cultivator, it could be said that he had just crossed the threshold of a middle-level cultivator, and Mo Yan had never thought that she would one day be injured in the hands of such a weak opponent, which made her have a new understanding of the superb assassination methods of the Raiding Shadow Hall.

He Zichuan flashed to Mo Yan's side and hugged her. Mo Yan only felt that he was wrapped in a powerful masculine aura, and his body loosened and leaned softly on his body.

"How are you?" He Zichuan asked with concern.

Mo Yan smiled softly and said, "It's not in the way." ”

He Zichuan breathed a sigh of relief slightly. The moment Mo Yan was pierced by the long sword, his heart seemed to be pierced by a sword, his body was weak, his hands and feet were cold, and when he held Mo Yan in his arms, a chaotic heart slowly settled down, replaced by deep chagrin and self-blame.

However, now that the two of them were in a critical situation, He Zichuan had no time to let himself go, so he had to forcibly suppress the chaotic emotions in his heart, and asked Mo Yan, who was pale, "Can you still move?"

Mo Yan frowned slightly and said: "The external injury is fine, but the poison on the assassin's sword is a little troublesome, although the Heavenly Punishment Demon Suppression Skill has a strong restraining effect on all kinds of strange poisons, but it is still difficult for me to mobilize mana in a short period of time." ”

He Zichuan blamed himself: "It's all my fault, I didn't expect that the killing situation of the Raid on the Shadow Hall started from the time we hired those guards, and I thought that coming to this inn was the real killing array, as long as we were in this inn, no matter how cautious we were, we couldn't escape the assassination of the Raid Shadow Hall." Thousands of calculations still lost. ”

Mo Yan shook his head and said, "Xiao Qi, you don't have to blame yourself, the enemy is dark and I am clear, I have no intention to calculate, what does it matter if I lose?"

He Zichuan gently hugged Mo Yan into his arms, and said emotionally: "If it's just me, it doesn't matter if I win or lose, but with you by my side, I can't retreat or lose." ”

Mo Yan smiled sweetly, buried his head deep in He Zichuan's chest, and said softly, "With you by your side, how important is life and death?"

"What's wrong, what's going on?" While the two of them were still warm, the innkeeper finally found movement and rushed all the way to the guest room where the two were.

Seeing the blood flowing everywhere in the room, and the stumps and broken arms everywhere, it was like a scene of Shura's hell, and the honest shopkeeper had seen such a terrifying scene there, and he was terrified after just one glance.

"Oh my God, it's murderous!" the shopkeeper exclaimed, and he crawled to the ground and fled.

He Zichuan was afraid that he would alarm the other assassins, so he hugged Mo Yan's figure in his arms and moved, flashed behind the shopkeeper who was fleeing in a hurry, grabbed him by the back collar, pulled him in front of him, and shouted: "Shut up!

At this time, the young man who had invited He Zichuan and the two to drink at the same table in the lobby also happened to follow the voice to the door of the guest room. When he saw this, his face was suddenly filled with horror, and he couldn't help but scream when he saw the situation.

Before He Zichuan could finish drinking, he saw the young man's face suddenly change drastically, and he exclaimed to He Zichuan: "Brother, be careful of that shopkeeper!"

He Zichuan was stunned for a moment, and then felt that a huge crisis was coming, and his hairs stood on end. In the flash of light, he grabbed the right hand of the shopkeeper's back collar and turned it into a fist, slapped it on the shopkeeper's vest, and the strong mana rushed out, forming a violent wind, instantly crushing the shopkeeper together with the three fine needles that stabbed He Zichuan in his hand, and the plasma and flesh pieces were like spittle flying out when sneezing, and the entire corridor was thrown everywhere.

Witnessing the bloody scene, the young man was stunned, his legs trembled and he could barely stand, his hands clutched the handrail of the corridor, and bursts of sour breath poured out of his abdomen, and with a "wow", he began to retch.

"Old ...... Dude...... No, Shangxian...... The immortals spare their lives. When the young man saw He Zichuan approaching him, he forcibly suppressed the tumbling qi in his abdomen as if he had seen a ghost, and couldn't help but tremble and beg for mercy.

He Zichuan hesitated slightly, stopped, and lightly ordered: "Don't move here, don't make a sound!" After that, he turned around and entered the house.

The young man nodded like pounding garlic, but as soon as He Zichuan turned around, the young man who was still terrified a moment ago immediately changed into a hideous face, kicked his legs, suddenly burst out, disappeared in the air, and when he reappeared, he had come to a few inches behind He Zichuan, and in a short moment, he actually crossed a distance of seven or eight zhang, and two more daggers appeared in his hands at some point, and they were inserted into the back of He Zichuan's head at the same time.

He Zichuan seemed to have been prepared, snorted coldly, turned his fingers into a sword, and pointed back lightly, a golden sword qi flashed away, the young man was like a thunderbolt, his body was in the air, and he watched in astonishment as a blood mark slowly appeared on his chest, and then his entire body was split in half.

He Zichuan sighed softly: "For the sake of giving up your seat and reminding you, I gave you a chance, why bother to find death by yourself?"

"Hahahaha! What an amorous and gentle breeze sword, hahahaha. As soon as He Zichuan let out a sigh, a burst of laughter echoed around him, and then the air in the entire inn tightened in vain, and the light seemed to be sucked away by a giant beast, and in an instant, darkness fell, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

He Zichuan was shocked to find that his divine thoughts were instantly suppressed back into his body, and the sounds around him became erratic, making it difficult to determine the direction, and even his sense of smell began to blur.

He snapped his fingers in a hurry, and sent out a spell that did not appear as he had expected a dazzling light, as if it had been swallowed by a giant beast before it could be generated. "Could it be that he was shrouded by the Dao Realm of the Transformation Realm master?" his heart tightened, he hugged Mo Yan tightly with one hand, held the Qingfeng Sword with the other, and stood on guard.

The voice in mid-air laughed again, and said proudly: "It's useless, you have entered the killing situation of this seat, the five senses and divine thoughts have disappeared, even if you are the famous Qingfeng Sword, you will never be able to escape the palm of this seat." ”

He Zichuan sneered and said, "Since it is already a nirvana, why do you have to talk nonsense with me, isn't it better to shoot directly?"

The voice was not moved by He Zichuan's sarcasm, and said with a smile: "It is naturally easy for this seat to kill you now, but there are still some unclear things in this seat's heart, and I hope that Qingfeng Sword will not hesitate to teach you." ”

Seeing that He Zichuan was noncommittal, the voice asked to himself, "How did you find out that the guard surnamed Zhang was our person?"

He Zichuan sneered and said disdainfully: "If he only thinks that I am a mortal and encounters a sudden illness of my subordinates, I should ask the shopkeeper about Lang Zhong, instead of coming to find me, the owner, this is one thing; From these two I can conclude that he is merely trying to lead me into the room, and then use the corpse to divert my attention, so that the good driver can sneak up on me. ”

The voice was silent for a moment, and then continued to ask, "Then how did you know that the young man was also an assassin?"

He Zichuan laughed and said: "This is even simpler, the hot-blooded young man who likes to meddle when he goes out alone, most of them are seventeen or eighteen-year-old hairy guys who are just starting out, and the young man is twenty-eight or nineteen, and it seems that he has been wandering the rivers and lakes for some time, how can he not know the sinister truth of the rivers and lakes? There is no other way for him to do anything but to win my trust, and it must be the Assassin who wants to win my trust at this moment. ”

The voice fell silent again, and only after a while did it say, "The Qingfeng Sword really lives up to its reputation, and it is really observant. ”

He Zichuan said impatiently: "Okay, your question has also been answered, let's do it quickly." ”

The voice was stunned and wondered, "You just want to die like this?"

He Zichuan didn't answer, but laughed out loud, as proud and unscrupulous as the previous voice.

"What are you laughing at?"

He Zichuan quietly clenched the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, lowered his head and looked at Mo Yan in his arms, just in time to meet Mo Yan's gaze. Mo Yan's lips opened slightly, and in just one sentence, He Zichuan was slightly stunned, and then he understood, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "Laugh at your smart and confused for a while, if you just come up and send out a full blow, in the case of the five senses and divine thoughts are suddenly suppressed, maybe I will really suffer a big loss if I am caught off guard." It's a pity that you, who pretend to be clever and want to confuse my mind with words, have instead given me a chance to breathe so that things can be straightened out. ”

In a deep voice, he asked, "What do you know?"

He Zichuan smiled contemptuously: "I've always wondered, since you can let the guards surnamed Zhang get mixed with me early, and you have a killing move that can suppress my five senses and divine thoughts, why haven't you done it, but have to go to great lengths to arrange the killing game? You are not sure to deal with me and Mo Yan at the same time, as well as the two treasures of heaven and harmony, so you will patiently arrange, the purpose is not to kill me, but to make Mo Yan lose his combat effectiveness, so that he can concentrate on dealing with me. What you used to suppress my five senses and divine thoughts was not the Dao Realm of the Transformation Realm Master, but the Heavenly Absolute Immortal Array of the Shadow Hall. Because I suddenly made a move, disrupting your plans, the shopkeeper and the young man had to force their hands to hold me back, so that you could buy time and activate the formation. And you've been rambling and pretending to be a ghost, just because you haven't been absolutely sure of killing me at this moment, so you have to delay time and wait for backup. Am I right, Yehua, one of the three major killers of Shadow Hall, Kill, Break, and Soul?"

The tone of the voice changed, and he exclaimed, "How do you know my identity?"

He Zichuan laughed wildly: "Yehua, don't forget, I am the Jinchuan Qingfeng Sword, although I can't know everything about the Raid Shadow Hall, but I don't have to worry about knowing the inside story." In addition, I am afraid that the only person who is qualified to let you wait here is the Shadow Attack Sword, which means that the Shadow Attack Sword has not yet arrived at this moment, as long as I take this opportunity to get rid of you, I will be able to escape!"

The voice was silent for a moment, and then sneered: "Even if you know everything, what can you do? As long as I hold this Heavenly Absolute Immortal Array, what can you do to me?"

He Zichuan's eyes narrowed, and he sneered: "You only remember that the Shadow Hall is good at assassinating, but you forget that Qingfeng Hall is good at investigating. You are just a killer of the Raid Shadow Hall, how can you know the true means of the Jinchuan Seven Swords? Anyway, since you are lucky, I will let you see the power of the Qingfeng Sword!"

"No, you can't know where I am!" the voice exclaimed, and there was a bit of trepidation in his tone.

He Zichuan sneered again and said, "Since that's the case, then you should die!"

He Zichuan's qi machine has already reached its apex, and he may make a move at any time.

However, at this moment, he actually didn't know the specific location of the other party, he was gambling, betting that the name of the Qingfeng Sword and the powerful spiritual pressure would make the other party unable to hold his breath first. As long as he was slightly unstable in Yehua's mind, he had the opportunity to use the qi machine to truly lock his position, and then unleash a fatal sword. But if the other party can put life and death out of the way, and life or death will not show the slightest reaction, He Zichuan will give up his only advantage and completely let others eat him. When the narrow road meets, the brave wins, and He Zichuan, who fought against the water, did not retreat, but seemed very decisive.

"It's moving!Twelve zhang in the northeast!" Sure enough, under the heavy pressure, Yehua's qi fluctuated very slightly, He Zichuan's eyes froze, and he instantly locked him, the sword light in his hand flashed, and the powerful sword qi turned into a storm, roaring away like a galloping horse.

The sword qi shattered everything in the northeast into powder, making a loud rumbling sound, but it did not hit the enemy's reaction, and He Zichuan's five senses and divine thoughts still showed no signs of recovery.

He Zichuan's heart was cold, and he whispered: "What......?

The voice let out a burst of wild laughter again, and said proudly: "I didn't expect the Qingfeng Sword to be so naïve, a small flaw can make you obediently enter the urn!" As soon as the words fell, a thick mana condensed into a sharp arrow feather, which shot from behind He Zichuan as fast as lightning, pointing directly at his back heart.

And He Zichuan returned with all his sword in vain, and for the time being, he had become the end of a strong crossbow, like a rabbit that had been knocked over by a tiger's palm, and he had no power to parry.