The sword galloped through the air, as if it were burning, as if it had pierced and cut through the sun.

Hey, Liang Liuzi let out a sound in his heart, is this sword so good-looking? It was so ugly because I couldn't see it clearly at night.

He complained all the way that the sword was so long and heavy, and that it was best used as an iron rod.

At this time, the long sword body is no longer so clumsy, like a dragon stretching its body.

Liang Liuzi couldn't take his eyes off it, and even forgot about his surroundings, until another figure broke through the daylight.

Qixing's feet stepped on an iron lotus, and the shoes and socks on his feet were instantly shattered, but fortunately, the smooth skin of his feet was intact.

Her body kept rotating with the Iron Lotus, even faster than the Iron Lotus, so this Iron Lotus rose sharply.

With a crisp sound, three iron lotus flowers collided with it, and this iron lotus was instantly crushed, and the cold light was scattered with flowers.

Everyone looked up and saw that the barefoot woman seemed to be stepping on the petals of a flower, as if she were stepping on a flower.

One step at a time, Qixing took advantage of the Iron Lotus's attack and jumped out of the siege, sliding like an arrow, she stretched out her hand and held the flying sword.

The next moment, with a flick of his wrist, the long sword was a little on the ground, and the man flipped back in the air, pounced on the four people like a storm.

[In view of the general environment,

A series of crackling sounds sounded in everyone's ears, and the sword light in front of them skyrocketed, and sparks flew everywhere.

All the iron lotus flowers were smashed by a sword, and the four people in front of them trembled and let out screams, and blood oozed from their bodies and faces.

Another flash of sword light, Seven Stars slashed the four of them, and swept away towards the other person in the distance.

The man's expression was blank when he heard someone coming.

When he saw the long sword being thrown over, he just sneered.

But when he saw a sword that shattered the four iron lotuses in an instant, his face changed.

"What a broken piece of metal!" He cursed, and drew a long sword from behind him.

The sword was curved like a snake, shining with a faint blue light, as if it had been tempered in poisonous water, and at the same time, the armor under his feet flicked, and the man jumped up as if he had stepped on stilts.

It happened to cross the seven stars and fell behind her.

The snake sword stabbed at Seven Stars in the back.

He wasn't going to kill the woman with a single sword, as long as the sword could pierce her skin, even a little, it would be enough to kill her.

But the woman didn't turn her head, and the long sword took off her hand and flung it back, like a dragon raising its head.

Meng Xichang heard a scream, and then snapped and fell on the ground not far away.

It's a hand with a forearm attached.

He also held a sword in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the man who was still stepping on stilts rolled to the ground, screaming and curling up and convulsing.

Meng Xichang exhaled deeply and sneered, "Whether you like it or not, you don't have a chance to have an iron hand."

Over there, Qixing didn't look at the man again, but looked at the broken arm, and his gaze fell on his wrist.

A black cloth was tied around his wrist, which seemed to be tightly squeezed into the flesh.

She struck with her sword, and the black cloth was cut, and the sword thrust in and lifted the severed arm up.

Blood slid down the blade of the sword and landed on Seven Stars' hands and clothes, blooming on her bare instep.

Qixing looked at the words on his wrist and said, "I thought it was something, it turned out to be a traitor to Momen."

She shook the sword, the broken arm fell to the ground again, and in the sun, Meng Xichang saw the word ink on his wrist.

Non-ink.

…….

…….

"Traitor?"

"What traitor?"

The horse's hooves trampled, and Liang Liuzi also ran closer, not only him, but the dust and smoke settled, and there was a team of people and horses.

All this happened so quickly that Liang Liuzi felt that he had just thrown his sword out, and the fight was over.

Four of them died in the blink of an eye, and one huddled on the ground with a broken arm

Anyway.

At the same time, the inn not far away also opened the door, and Chen Shi, Wei Dongjia and others rushed out.

"Liang Liuzi! Why did you come here, you shit!" Chen Shishi ran and recognized that it was Liang Liuzi, and scolded.

Wei Dongjia looked at the middle-aged man on the horse with a surprised expression: "Lord Liu, why are you here too?"

Liang Liuzi pointed at Liu Yan and scolded angrily: "It's because of him, otherwise I wouldn't have come so slowly!" This group of people actually pulled me to be a back—"

At that time, Liu Yan and his party really just wanted to rush over, but Zhang Bushan naturally did not allow it, and a hundred people could always divide the manpower, so they finally fell into a melee, and after a fight, they defeated Zhang Bushan's officers and soldiers, and Liang Liuzi rushed over with them.

Liu Yan ignored Liang Liuzi, but his attendants did not suffer: "If it weren't for us helping you, you wouldn't be able to get over now."

Liang Liuzi sighed: "It's you who can't come, right?"

Liu Yan scolded: "Shut up."

The attendant and Liang Liuzi stopped talking for a moment.

Liang Liuzi immediately glared again, the attendant was obedient, he listened to anything, what to say, Liu Yan had already spoken to Qixing.

"What traitor?" He asked.

Seven Stars said, "Traitors who have turned their backs on the Ink Saint."

If you enter the ink gate, you will not necessarily be the ink person forever, some people regret it halfway, and some people can't bear the hardships and give up seeking the Tao.

However, if you ask to leave Momen for various reasons, Momen will not stop or despise it, but there are also people who turn their backs on Mosheng's morality and do things that violate the rules of Momen, and will be expelled.

When the inkers who commit such acts are expelled, they will be tattooed with the word non-ink to show that they are not in the same way.

Chen Shi, Wei Dongjia and the others looked very angry.

"Betrayed Momen, and even attacked and killed Momen, it was really a deception and destruction of ancestors." They scolded.

The man who was curled up on the ground as if he had fainted suddenly raised his head slowly: "Why do you say that we deceive our teachers and destroy our ancestors? How can you prove that you are right? Aren't you deceiving your teachers and destroying your ancestors?"

Chen Shiwei wanted to say something, Qixing spoke first.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're the sinners of the floods in Qiu City twenty years ago." She said, "Who's going to prove it? It's very simple, ask the people of Qiu City if it is right to destroy the ink path of the river embankment, or is it right to sacrifice their lives to dredge the river and silently govern the river for ten years."

Hearing this, Liu Yan frowned beside him and stepped forward: "Qiucheng flood? But the flood of Yongning, which flooded half of the city and killed and injured tens of thousands?"

Seven Stars looked at him and nodded, "Yes."

Liu Yan was furious: "It's a man-made disaster! You Momen—"

"It's not man-made." Seven Stars interrupted him, "If it weren't for Momen, the whole city would have been flooded, but Momen didn't do better at that time."

Liu Yan's expression changed for a moment, and finally swallowed the rest of the words back.

The man over there let out a laugh and watched Qixing spit out a mouthful of blood.

"The people know a piece of!" He said, laughing sadly, "Sometimes you have to teach them a lesson to know what is right in this world."

The Seven Stars said, "It was made very clear in the previous punishment, that you are not the way of ink, but the way of selfishness."

Then look at him.

"The rebellion in Jindi is also related to you?"

The man laughed again, and did not answer, but said, "Regardless of whether it is related or not, the prince is dead, and the land of Jin is in chaos, which shows that this is the way of destiny."

Liu Yan took another step forward: "Take down this villain!"

Before the attendants could answer, Seven Stars shouted, "Stand back!" One step over, hiding Liu Yan behind him, the long sword was swung out.

Others subconsciously stepped back.

At the same time, the man's hand on the ground threw out an object, and with a clang, the black ball was blocked by the long sword, and rolled to the ground, and the next moment there was a bang, and the dust flew, and the ground shook, and thick smoke billowed up.

Everyone covered their mouths and noses and quickly retreated again, and Qixing also helped Liu Yan to retreat to avoid being poisoned by the smoke.

"He ran—

」

The flower bell who had re-climbed the high pole in the inn screamed, stretched out his hand and pointed in one direction.

This female cadre's former pretending to be unconscious had been accumulating strength.

The dust and smoke dissipated, and there was no trace of Ke Sanhai in sight.

"He can't escape." Liu Yan said in a deep voice, "The soldiers and horses I brought are in the rear."

He was about to give an order to the attendant, and Seven Stars stopped him again.

"Lord Liu, you have more important things to do, I will deal with this traitor."

…….

…….

The horse's hooves galloped, the dust and smoke were billowing, and the bolt followed a team of men and horses, and I saw Liu Yan standing here from a distance, surrounded by a mess, with many corpses lying there.

"My lord—" shouted the guards and jumped off their horses, "We've tied up those fake officers and soldiers."

Looking around, there were knives and swords, strange fragments, deep pits, and the smell of fireworks.

It's like a tragic battlefield.

But looking at Liu Yan and the others, although their robes and sideburns were scattered, their bodies were intact and they didn't look like they had experienced a tragic battle.

It seems that there are not many thugs here.

「…… And yes." The guard continued, pointing behind him, "I met the officers and soldiers of Guning, and they also came to support."

Liu Yan looked as he pointed, and saw that there were soldiers and horses rushing not far away, and there were also hundreds of people, the equipment was neatly draped, and the military flag was clearly marked with the word Guning.

The officers and soldiers of Guning stopped not far away, and did not dismount to salute, and the generals led by him looked solemn and looked at Liu Yan.

"Who are you?" He asked, "Why are you here?"

The guards brought by Liu Yan frowned.

"Didn't I tell you about that?" A soldier shouted, "This is Liu Siqing of Dali Temple."

The general still didn't get off his horse and asked, "Why is Liu Siqing here?"

The guards wanted to reprimand, but Liu Yan stopped him, looked at the general, did not reprimand or get angry, and asked, "Then why are you Guning officers and soldiers here?"

The commander cried out, "We have been passing through here and received news that there are thieves who are causing trouble—"

Before he finished his words, Liu Yan nodded and interrupted: "I also came here because I found a thief, and I have already caught someone."

He gestured to the inn behind him.

"Right here."

The general looked stunned, as if this meeting should be like this, and it seemed that something was wrong.

"Please come with me to catch the thief." Liu Yan said, turning around and walking towards the inn.

Seeing this, the general did not hesitate to follow with his soldiers and horses.

Liu Yan's guards were also busy following, and one of the guards couldn't help but grab a person and asked in a low voice, "You really caught it?"

This is the guard who had been following Liu Yan before, and when he saw that this person recognized his name, he smiled and said, "Yes, I caught it, bolt, don't worry, although you are following behind, this time there is also a credit."

Bolt breathed a sigh of relief: "Then there shouldn't be any people out there, right?"

The guard thought of something, lowered his voice and said, "Yes."

The face of the plug was stunned, ah, this, is it good or bad?

"What does it mean to be good or bad?" When the guards heard him, they wondered, and looked around again, "Hey, what about your warm-hearted friend of the gatekeepers?" Did you go back early?"

The bolt smiled bitterly, not to go back in advance, but to predict in advance that there would be a person who slipped through the net, and to wait for the rabbit in advance.

There are really people who have slipped through the net, it's a good thing to be caught, but the people who can escape must be difficult to deal with, Zhang Yuan, he doesn't have any surprises!

……

……

The blood kept dripping.

Ke Sanhai felt that his consciousness was also passing.

But his footsteps did not stand still.

Even though he looked at the lake, he was steadily shuttling through the jungle, and after walking for a long time, he smelled a familiar smell, and with a pop of a person pounced on the ground, groping on the ground full of dead branches and leaves, very

Quickly grabbed a porcelain bottle, he lay on the ground and poured the medicine from the porcelain bottle into his mouth, even if he almost choked to death, he swallowed it.

Slowly, his breathing slowed down, as if he had lost his breath, but the blood from his severed arm slowly stopped dripping.

It seemed that after a long time, and it seemed to be just a blink of an eye, Ke Sanhai sat up suddenly, vomited a mouthful of black blood, and gasped rapidly, he looked at the ground and laughed again.

"I'm not that easy to die." He said, "Momen forsaken me, heaven will not forsake me, and if I don't die, I should live."

He said and stood up.

"I'm still looking for companions, my companions are still there, and we'll come again."

He pulled out a wooden stick from his back, which landed firmly on the ground and held him firmly, and walked forward, sprinkling some powder as he went.

"Snakes retreat."

"Erase the traces."

He cooed, like a wizard who practiced it, turning and turning, as if he was dizzy and stopped, looking in one direction and sneering.

"Get out of here, I really think Grandpa didn't find you?"

The branches and leaves in the bushes behind him shook, Zhang Yuan slashed with a knife, and came out from behind to look at the man in front of him.

"The government is in charge." He said, "The wicked are captured."

Ke Sanhai let out a laugh: "I said, the hiding ability is so bad, it turns out that he is from the government."

Zhang Yuan ignored his taunts and only asked, "Are you a Mo disciple?"

Ke Sanhai raised his eyebrows: "Why do you want to catch the ink disciple?"

Zhang Yuan clenched the knife in his hand and said, "Why are you setting up an ambush here? What are you going to do?"

Ke Sanhai coughed, looked at the sky, and looked a little impatient: "You didn't kill me when I couldn't move before, I used me and my accomplices to lure you, you fool really won't do it, and now I have the strength to kill you."

Speaking of this, he smiled again.

"You treat me like a disciple? Then you should be glad that I killed you."

This person spoke crazy, but Zhang Yuan didn't dare to underestimate him, he thought that he was going to die here today, or not, just die.

He held the knife and did not retreat, but took a step forward.

"Look at the knife—" he shouted forward.

Ke Sanhai, who was standing with a wooden stick, raised his hand and waved the wooden stick.

The wooden stick slammed, and it turned out to be an iron umbrella, which instantly opened and blocked Zhang Yuan's knife.

The piercing sound of swords and iron striking sounded.

"What kind of broken copper and iron is also said to be a knife-" Ke Sanhai said, and when he moved forward, he had to push the umbrella, and with this push, the umbrella bone would turn into a sharp arrow.

But at this moment, there was a sharp sound in my ears.

Ke Sanhai turned around and saw a sword light as if falling from the sky, the umbrella in his hand was raised, and the huge waves were surging in his ears, and the next moment a long sword pierced through the iron umbrella and pierced into his chest, penetrating.

Ke Sanhai lowered his head in a daze, looking at the sword on his chest, the cyan glow, the blood flowed wildly on it, and it fell down in an instant, and it couldn't be soaked at all.

He could even see his own face reflected in the sword.

"Good sword." He said.

Consciousness plunges into the deep sea and returns to dead silence.

……

……

Zhang Yuan watched the sword that pierced the person's back and took it back, the iron umbrella blocking the sunlight cracked, and the person fell to the ground.

Suddenly the sun opened up and the sun poured in.

A face appeared in his sight.

Zhang Yuan stretched out his hand and touched his shoulder, and the robe on his shoulder was cut by the sword qi, revealing a shallow blood mark.

"What a sword." He looked at the woman in front of him and said, "Seven shopkeepers."

(End of volume)