There is a poem in Falling Rain Villa, called "Night Rain", and its poem says:

The clouds rise from the mountains and rivers to live, and the fish and birds do not come out.

The city is quiet all night, and the ink will slaughter the sky!

Participating in the Beidou turn, there is no red gold crow.

Ask you a thousand miles away, where do the flowers not wither?

However, the world remembers "Night Rain" not because of its poetic talent, but because of the thirteen styles of swordsmanship in Falling Rain Villa, the third style is "Night Rain".

Because of its strange and sudden changes, mysterious and unpredictable, it is also known as "the night rain of the pale yellow sword".

This swordsmanship is created by the second generation of the head of the Falling Rain Villa, Yu Huanhua, according to legend, the night rain sword comes out, the blade of the sword is like a falling flower withered, and then the ink clouds roll, the wind and smoke are clear, the mountains and rivers do not move, the living beings are exhausted, and the light of the whole world will be slaughtered and fall into silence.

Although the rumors are a bit exaggerated, the sky within a radius of ten miles is covered by a cluster of huge ink clouds, in the woods, the water passes, the flowers bloom on the shore, and every qiē is dyed black by the night, although the sky is not slaughtered, but it is not much different.

Suddenly encountering such an accident, and hearing that it was the pale yellow sword night rain of the Falling Rain Villa, everyone was shocked, and then remembered the sentence "You all deserve to die" that Yu Xunyan said before, and his back was a little chilly.

Over the years, the people of Falling Rain Villa have walked in the world, although there are not many people, but all of them are strong, with thirteen-style swordsmanship, they are quite famous in the world.

The pale yellow sword night rain is a swordsmanship that can only be performed when it reaches the realm, Yu Xunyan is young, but sixteen or seventeen years old, even if they guessed that the latter is a person from the Falling Rain Villa, where would they have thought that the latter has such a profound cultivation?!

Ji Congliang, Shen Jing and others remembered Zhu Yiqun's death, and they even had a sense of sadness for the death of a rabbit and a fox, and they were so frightened that they sweated like rain, and they didn't have time to regret it, while urging the poor strength of the whole body (a special power formed in the body after absorbing the qi of heaven and earth, such as mana, magic, etc., there are all kinds of magic), and screamed at the same time: "Protect Young Master Ben! Come and protect Young Master Ben! You guys are a bunch of rice buckets! Are your eyes and buttocks on them?!Young Master Ben is ...... here."

The crowd screamed and screamed, like a group of shrews who were noisy in the market because they were half a penny expensive, and their voices were as sharp as if they had been slashed by a knife.

No wonder they are so panicked, because the pale yellow sword night rain, as one of the strongest sword styles in the Falling Rain Villa, has the effect of not only summoning a few dark clouds, the so-called "night rain and night rain", its real power lies in the rain.

Black rain.

Rustle!

When the crowd screamed, it fell.

Like a gentle drizzle with the wind on a spring night, it wants to wash away the filth of this world.

But when the rain fell on the ground, it did not make a ticking sound, but a miserable scream sounded in the rustling rain.

The pale yellow sword night rain is a sword style, so naturally it will not rain ordinarily.

In the darkness, there is a sword dance like a frightening flood, falling from thousands of years ago.

That's Yu Huanhua's sword, that's Yu Huanhua's dance.

After the dance, there was no rain in the court, only the sword remained.

Later, there was no sword in the court, only rain.

After that sword dance, Yu Huanhua broke through the sky, leaving behind a song of "Night Rain", which disappeared from the world. The three generations of heads of the Falling Rain Villa have derived this sword style with the sword mark sword intent in the court for a hundred years, and have come up with this sword style, which has been passed on - night rain.

The Night Rain Sword has no sword, but every drop of rain contains sword intent.

When the rain did not fall, a fierce momentum hung in the air, making people dare not move, but after the rain fell, there were countless swords from the sky, stabbed, and killed!

In the face of the famous Night Rain Sword, everyone was like a great enemy, and they didn't dare to have any reservations, and used their strength to fight!

"Bell! Bell......"

In the night rain, the sound of gold and iron soon sounded, and everyone seemed to be surrounded by thousands of troops and horses, and they were falling into endless bitter battles.

This is exactly what Yu Xunyan wants.

Just when Xiao Wei was at a loss, the sound of Yu Xunyan suddenly sounded in her ears, softly, as if she was afraid of disturbing this hearty night rain:

"Weiwei, let's go. ”

Xiao Wei heard that it was her sister's voice, and she was so happy that she almost cried, and was about to answer, but at this time, another unfamiliar voice sounded in her ears, smiling coldly-

"Do you want to go?"

As soon as the sentence fell, the world that had not seen the five fingers before suddenly the sky was bright, and the brilliance pierced the stratus clouds and poured down.

The night rain is like a frightening dream, drifting through everyone's hearts, only the scarred and dead leaves of the earth, which seems to prove that this rain has come.

Yu Xunyan stood behind everyone, holding Xiao Wei in one hand and the sword in the other, his face was pale.

And everyone had not yet recovered from the battle, one by one, sweating, panting like oxen, in all kinds of postures, the only thing in common was that they all seemed to have just crawled out of the water, and the wolves were incomparable. And Ji Congliang and Shen Jing were even worse, one dragged the clothes of two middle-aged men, huddled behind them like a little chicken, and the other simply got under the crotch of a guard, and glanced up with both eyes.

As soon as Yu Xunyan's swordsmanship broke, the ugliness of the two was suddenly revealed, but thanks to Yu Xunyan and the strange man, most people didn't notice the two of them.

A wave of anger rose in everyone's hearts, because except for Zhu Yiqun, who had died as a special meat pad for the king of Hades, the rest of the people still had some brains and understood that they had just been tricked by Yu Xunyan!

It turns out that this stinky girl didn't want to kill people at all, and put on a look of not slaughtering everyone and vowing not to give up, but she was just slapping her swollen face and becoming fat, otherwise, how could she be broken because of a sentence?

So obviously, this little girl is either not good enough and casts swordsmanship, or she is injured and not strong enough to cast spells, so she plans to take risks from the beginning.

Originally, everyone was afraid of the prestige of the yellow sword night rain, and they were caught off guard, and it was really possible for her to succeed, but they didn't expect that at the last moment, they killed a stranger halfway.

Of course, this stranger is not unfamiliar to everyone, especially Ji Congliang and Shen Jing.

At this time, the two of them also reacted, their faces turned red at the same time, and the next moment they jumped up like a cat's tail being stepped on, trying their best to put on a posture of "a hundred battles are still hearty", hahaha laughed three times, then turned around, pointed to the strange man and said: "Du Ziteng, why are you here?!"

However, for the yelling of the two, Du Ziteng didn't hear it, and there was no expression on his face at all, as if two bedbugs were barking just now.

So, there is no doubt that this look of contempt but contempt to the extreme angered Ji Congliang and the others, but what is surprising is that the two who sneered at Zhu Yiqun, and even dared to laugh a few more words after the latter died, actually seemed to be dumb, although their faces turned red, as if they were brewing a shocking stinky fart, but they forcibly suffocated the fart.

The rest of the young men didn't make a sound, and there was obviously a trace of fear in their eyes when they looked at Du Ziteng.

Du Ziteng is just one person.

In this place of danger and where his life could be threatened at any time, he was just one person.

Maybe this is looking for death for others, but for him, who is called "Kyoto's First Son", one person is enough.

Because his surname is Du, he is the son of Du Yishan, the national teacher of Hongguo.

His name is Du Ziteng.

Du Ziteng was wearing a red Vermilion Bird robe and a red gold crown, which was inlaid with exotic beasts and spirit birds.

This is a very low-key, very unsafe outfit, and even a little nervous, but for those who know him well, this is the consistent style of Du Dagongzi, it seems that since there is Du Ziteng in his memory, the latter has always been this outfit.

Du Ziteng lifted the back hem of his shirt and sat back, as if he was sitting on a chair, sitting steadily in the void, with his fingers crossed, a colorful little snake in his sleeve spitting snake letters, hissing and swimming, two dark green snake eyes, just like its owner, looked at Yu Xunyan and Xiao Wei with bad intentions.

After looking at it like this for a moment, Du Ziteng suddenly smiled, licked his tongue on his thin lips, and said to Yu Xunyan: "Take off your clothes." ”