Chapter Twenty-Eight: Arrived
Outside the dilapidated temple, Su Yichuan said a word in advance.
"When someone is found, don't hesitate to talk nonsense, just do it. Maybe when, the Lord will come, and it will be a big problem. ”
So when the scar-faced man made a loud noise, without waiting for a response, two figures flew in, one swung a five-foot-tall giant sword and slashed down fiercely, and the other held a sword, and the black and white internal force surged on the sword, stabbing directly at the other man.
Several people obviously didn't expect that Zhu He and Xiao Wen would make such an unreasonable move, not good enough to be the master who has made a lot of names in the Xijing Jianghu, and at the critical moment, they instinctively held knives to block the attack that went straight to the point.
However, the attack was blocked, but the huge force that came still knocked the two back.
Both men are good at using knives, one is using a big knife with a buckle, and the other is a double knife, and the tail of the knife is connected by a thick iron chain.
As for the young woman who looked gorgeous, but was actually as beautiful as a poisonous scorpion, she had a black whip wrapped around her waist and a three-foot long sword in her hand.
"Damn, dare to sneak up on your Grandpa Gu?" The scar man stood up, grabbed the iron chain with both hands and danced the two double knives with a whirring sound, glaring at Zhu He and Xiao Wen.
This burly little cub really didn't grow such a big man in vain, and when the sword came down, Lao Tzu's hands were sour, and he almost couldn't hold the knife. Gu Le's palms trembled slightly, his eyes were fierce, but he was secretly frightened in his heart.
"Huang Jingfeng, are you okay?" The beautiful woman stood motionless, but shouted in a coquettish voice.
Huang Jingfeng didn't pay attention to it, but felt a surge of qi and blood, he carried the buckle knife, patted his ass with his left hand, and scolded:
"Two hairy boys, they are not small, and they are quite ruthless."
"Yo! Looking at it this way, there is a little boy with my appetite. The beautiful woman's eyes were seductive, and she bent over and winked at Xiao Wen.
Xiao Wen shuddered and snorted.
"Don't, don't, you'd better change the tender grass and eat it."
"Look for death." The beautiful woman's eyes instantly turned cold.
She directly pulled out the long sword in her hand and walked slowly towards Xiao Wen and the others.
"I don't know what kind of wind you two children are smoking, looking for trouble to find us, are you really so afraid of death?"
Xiao Wen smiled and said, "Where can we, we just ask the three seniors for something." ”
"What's that?"
"A broken booklet." The moment Xiao Wen spoke, he moved at the same time as Zhu He, and the two of them quickly swept out.
Hearing the three words of the broken booklet, the faces of the three of them changed drastically, and the murderous intent in their eyes exploded.
"Although I don't know whose son-in-law you are, this is your own death."
Gu Le took the lead, flicked the chain, and the short knife on his right swooped straight at Zhu He.
The other two were about to make a move, when there was a sudden rumbling sound above their heads, and the three people, including Gu Le, instinctively raised their heads.
A white-clothed figure held a sword in one hand, stood upside down and broke through the bricks and tiles on the roof of the temple, and went straight down, and from the tip of the ordinary sword, which was only glowing with a little cold light, a sparkling blue and yellow light escaped.
The sudden change caught Gu Le and the three of them off guard.
"Big brother!" Xiao Wen shouted in a deep voice.
"Okay."
With a fall, the body of the Qianren giant sword was wrapped in a thick bright yellow aura, Zhu He stood steadily, got up from the ground, twisted his body and swung the giant sword and slashed at Gu Le.
Looking at the huge sword that made a whirring sound and pierced the air, Gu Le's whole face was not good.
The black and white internal force on Xiao Wen's long sword was bursting one after another, like regular river waves, wave after wave, quickly stabbing towards Huang Jingfeng.
One left and one right.
"Damn, I'm really picky."
The beautiful woman whispered to herself, and had no choice but to fly towards Su Yichuan on her head, and the long sword flashed with a faint red glow.
After a miserable howl, Gu Le's body was swept out by the Thousand Thousand Giant Sword, the iron chain broke and the double blade flew out, and several people could clearly hear the crisp movement of broken bones.
Huang Jingfeng snorted, and he didn't scream in pain, but just took two steps back and half-knelt on the ground.
The long sword in his hand had been stabbed in half by Xiao Wen's "mountaineering", and his right chest was pierced through it.
However, Huang Jingfeng and the others were not panicked, compared to their ordinary grandmaster realm, that beautiful woman was a killer on the list of thieves secretly assassinated by Xijing Jianghu, and was expected to enter the realm of freedom at the age of forty.
Gu Tingting looked at Su Yichuan's handsome face and wanted to tease, but after she got along, she couldn't stop complaining, where did she still have the heart to joke.
The pale red internal force condensed on the long sword was dispersed the moment it came into contact with the tip of the young man's sword, and the sword body of the rungs was slammed back and hit him, swallowing a fishy sweetness gushing out of his mouth, Gu Tingting's body fell from mid-air.
Su Yichuan flicked his wrist, and a sharp green qi shot out from the tip of the sword, approaching Gu Tingting.
"Comfortable?" Gu Tingting's pretty face was full of disbelief, and she used all her strength to block the sword in front of her chest again, watching the green qi bombard the sword body.
"Click."
The long sword broke into more than a dozen fragments and pierced into Gu Tingting's body, blood overflowed, and Gu Tingting's whole person was also blasted by a sword of green qi and flew out of the temple wall and fell to the ground, dying.
"How is that possible?!" Gu Le and the others were shocked.
The two young people in front of them looked no more than twenty years old, and the kung fu of the Grandmaster Realm had already shocked them, this man who looked the youngest actually had the strength of the Freedom Realm?
"Who the hell are you? Even the Taiyi Pavilion would never have such a young master of the Free Realm! Gu Le struggled to get up, looking frightened, emotionally affected by the injury, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Less nonsense, get things out." Su Yichuan put a sword against Gu Le's neck and stabbed it slightly.
"We don't want to kill, but that doesn't mean we don't dare to kill." Su Yichuan said coldly.
Feeling the cold stinging pain coming from his neck, Gu Le's throat rolled, and he took out a codex tremblingly and handed it to Su Yichuan.
"Such a young grandmaster realm and a comfortable realm, we admit it." Huang Jingfeng coughed twice in a low voice, leaning against the pillars of the temple and said weakly.
"I still have to thank you for not killing."
Su Yichuan took the codex, flipped through it and took a cursory glance, and determined that it was the "Sword Intent Post" that was correct.
"Leave them alone, get out of here." Su Yichuan said in a low voice.
Zhu He and Xiao Wen followed Su Yichuan's figure and left the dilapidated temple quickly.
Not long after Su Yichuan and the others left, a black shadow appeared in the temple, wrapped in a black robe, and it was difficult to see clearly.
"Where's the stuff?" There was a hint of anger in his voice.
Gu Le trembled, and the corners of his mouth were bitter.
"It was taken by three young men." Huang Jingfeng gasped and said.
"Waste stuff." Hearing this, the black shadow was furious, and in the stunned gaze of Gu Le and Huang Jingfeng, the cold light passed, the necks of the two were cold, and blood was splashing.
Glancing at Gu Tingting, who fell to the ground and didn't know whether she was alive or dead, the black shadow hesitated for a moment, and snorted coldly without hurting the killer.
Anyway, the injuries are so serious, most of them are useless.
"As soon as the thing arrived, I found it, and it must be someone from Xuandu Temple."
"Xuanduguan still has such a young master?"
The black shadow muttered to himself, then looked in the direction of the Xuandu Temple, and disappeared in a few steps.
"You can't take what you have."
At the same time as the figure disappeared, there seemed to be a faint Buddhist chanting.
"Amitabha."