The miserable howls came one after another, and rushed into the senses of everyone.

Lu Xiangxi showed a little pity in the corner of his eyes, and after a little hesitation, he decided to spare their lives.

I saw him pick another word and flick it forward. Xiao Wanhu could see that the word that flew out just now was "benevolence".

Everywhere in the word of benevolence, the noisy exploding Confucian texts suddenly lost their offensive as if they were instructed, and flowed into ripples like a peaceful lake.

Xiao Wanhu couldn't help but be amazed by his hand, and crossed his arms to watch carefully.

Lu Xiangxi pointed again, and Confucianism suddenly dissolved the glyph and became a suspended stream of ink and silk. The wounded men were all swept away, and Ritsu pointed out to Xiyang, and the ink streams wrapped in huge balls quickly wrapped around them and flew to the other side of the distant mountain.

Under the starry sky, the flying ink balls were like rolling meteorites, and they disappeared from everyone's field of vision in an instant.

Lu Xiangxi frowned and looked into the distance, his face cold.

The wind was bleak, sweeping across the pebbles of the small courtyard. Xiao Wanhu looked down, but he didn't expect that after the battle just now, the ground was not dirty at all.

It was expected to be Lu Xiangxi's last move, and by the way, he took away the stains in the small courtyard. It's very convenient. Xiao Wanhu nodded lightly, adding a few confirmed guesses to this person in his heart.

However, it doesn't end there.

Suddenly, just when Lu Xiangxi was looking into the distance, a cold move came from behind. Thankfully, he was a little quicker, and when he turned to the side, the flying dart only scratched his shoulder.

With a "ding" sound, the blood-stained dart was inserted into the ground, and the power was good.

Everyone looked in the direction of the roof. I saw a slender bald man, with blood stains on his hands, staring at the people in the courtyard below like a wolf.

From time to time, he raised his hand to his mouth, stretched out his tongue and licked the red blood, looking like he was enjoying it.

Lu Xiangxi clearly saw the blood stains on his hands through the moonlight, and knew that this must not have come from several human lives.

And at that moment, he suddenly noticed a few Confucian students in the corner, and immediately panicked, trembling all over, but there was anger that could not be concealed.

"How?" He asked busily.

Xiao Wanhu glanced at him sideways. I thought that there was no need to ask about this, that their companion must have died at the hands of this man.

"Yes...... Our deputy director Kong Shao, there are ......" one of them said in shock.

"Kong Shao?" Lu Xiangxi's face tightened, and he took half a step back.

"Where did they die?" The man above was still shouting for some reason, and at the same time he shot another dart and stabbed at Lu Xiangxi.

Xiao Wanhu's index finger flexed and stretched, and the precise air flow shattered the flying dart in half.

"Why are you in a hurry?" Xiao Wanhu looked up at him, and his bronze sword secretly appeared in his hand.

"They all died at his hand......"

Another Confucian scholar lowered his head and said, his tone was sad and angry, and it was heartbreaking.

"Kong Shao, how could it be." Lu Xiangxi also lowered his head, his eyes looking a little hollow.

His fists clenched again, and he turned sharply to face the man on the roof!

"That's enough, you extinguish the fire." Suddenly, Xiao Wanhu came over and patted him, "After all, you received the money, so hand it over to me next." ”

There was anger in Lu Xiangxi's eyes, and he was quickly persuaded by Xiao Wanhu. He nodded, took two steps back, and went to look after his Confucian students.

Xiao Wanhu smiled coldly, jumped on tiptoe, and suddenly climbed onto the roof.

The cold back, the crazy shadow, under the moonlight, is like a shadow puppet of a flower play that will be killed.

"Where did they die?" The skinny bald man asked in a loud voice as if he were chattering.

Xiao Wanhu raised his eyebrows in the direction where the ink ball flew out just now: "Death over there, do you want to accompany them?" ”

Covered by the moonlight, the blade behind him flashed with brilliant streamers.

Without waiting for the man to react, he snorted softly, and his footsteps moved as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, after the golden jade light was misty, eight afterimages appeared on the spot, forming an eight-sided siege, all of which flashed with golden-like light.

"You, you ......" The thin bald man was stunned, and looked in circles at the same people in front of him, helpless.

Lu Xiangxi looked up at him with a solemn expression.

"You were out of the limelight just now, and I also grabbed some exposure." The sound of the night echoed through the rooftop, but it was impossible to tell which figure it was coming from.

Eight figures surrounded and intercepted, and the moment the words fell, they raised the blades behind their backs.

Crystal clear, like a ring of eight shining stars.

The skinny bald man was cornered and had to gamble on his life. He quickly pulled eight darts from behind his back and clipped them between his fingers. His eyes tightened, and he immediately threw at the eight figures around him with great precision and ruthlessness, without any flaws!

The swift and incoherent dart infused him with all the strength he had when he fought for his life. The blood-stained dart made a sound that pierced the air, and it was bound to break the encirclement and take the heavens!

Almost at the same time, the sound of a dart hitting the ground vibrated at the same time.

I saw the eight figures standing still, and the eight darts had all penetrated their bodies just now. But as if unscathed, no afterimage disappeared, and no body fell.

Lu Xiangxi was amazed by his moves and watched carefully.

And the thin and bald man who was at the center of the crisis was completely panicked at the moment. He kept looking at these silent figures back and forth, and the sweat in his palms had dripped down his fingertips, mixed with blood and water.

"What are you looking at?"

Suddenly, behind him, there was a voice that frightened him to the marrow!

Xiao Wanhu didn't know when he was already clinging to his back, and said with a light smile: "Don't look for it, it's here." ”