In the ruins of the night fire, Xu Fan casually picked up a long sword on the ground.

The long sword is the most common sword, and it is a weapon used by ordinary warriors in the territory of Daqian.

The moment his hand grasped it, a stream of qi in Xu Fan's body poured into the long sword along the palm of his hand.

A faint aura roamed the long sword, and the sword body let out a sword roar in the void.

The blood stains that had been attached to them were vibrated invisibly.

Rushing into the ruins of the sea of fire, Xu Fan plucked the night walker and the masked black scarf from the corpse of a masked man in black, and then kicked the corpse into the sea of fire in the ruins on the side.

At this moment, a black-clothed masked man, holding a long sword, rushed towards the Jiangnan Provincial soldiers and many monks in Diaoyutai in the ruins of Xufu.

"Who?"

The dozens of government soldiers who rushed to the front saw a black shadow rushing out of the sea of fire on the side, and they all pulled out the long knives at their waists.

Xu Fan didn't reply, and with a flick of the long sword in his hand, the sword light shot several zhang long, drawing a cold arc of light in the void.

The eyes of the more than ten government soldiers standing at the front were round, and they only felt a warm sensation in their necks.

In an instant, the skull rose into the sky, and blood was like a pillar, spraying in all directions.

The rest of the soldiers also changed their faces suddenly, and their faces were frightened.

Several of the Diaoyutai blue-veined fish bags hurriedly drew out the thin swords at their waists and slashed towards the aftermath of the cold arc light.

"Bang~Bang~Bang~"

Several rays of cold light exploded in front of the sharp arc light, like several waning moons and cold lights shattered and scattered in an extremely beautiful arc one after another.

The next moment, the thin sword in the hand of the blue fish bag was all broken, and the aftermath of the cold arc slashed heavily in the chests of several people, revealing a coherent gap.

Several blue-striped fish bags opened their mouths and spat out large pieces of blood, staining their fronts red, and everyone looked down at the painful place, a sword mark cut out, deep bones, and blood was gushing out like a spring.

"Who the hell are you?"

A herring fish bag connected a few points on his chest, but he still couldn't stop the blood gushing out of his chest, his face turned pale in an instant, and his breath became more and more sluggish.

More than a dozen government soldiers at the back of the team were pulling the water truck to extinguish the fire, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

No one expected that they would encounter such a terrible rebel here.

The wine in Xu Fan's body was constantly absorbed in his chest and abdomen, and a faint amount of heaven and earth vitality nourished the meridians and muscles and bones around his body.

Seeing that the soldiers more than ten zhang away were about to escape, he shook the long sword in his hand, and a sword qi Changhong pierced through everything in front of him.

The waterwheel, the armor, the halberd, and the shield were all destroyed, splitting into countless petals.

A government soldier hiding behind the waterwheel crawled on the ground, watching his comrades one after another, killed by the masked man in black, the long sword in the opponent's hand was like a divine soldier descending from the sky, and under the sword, there were no bones.

The soldier crawled on the ground, crawled backwards with difficulty, and as soon as he turned his head, the waterwheel behind him exploded, and the water in the car "Bang Bang Bang!" Splashing, wetting his armor.

"Spare your life, spare your life, hero, I..."

Before the soldiers could finish their words of begging for mercy, a long sword slashed through his throat.

Looking at the corpses around his feet, Xu Fan stepped on the ground heavily, and a qi machine poured into the soles of his feet along the meridians, "Bang bang bang~" A ripple of qi shook the broken corpses on the ground into the surrounding sea of fire.

Soon, Xu Fan rushed towards other side courtyards.

In this fight, as long as they are not the surviving people of Xu Mansion, they have all become corpses under Xu Fan's sword.

Whether it is a government soldier, a Diaoyutai monk or a government officer.

Xu Fan didn't hesitate for a moment, there was a miserable howl everywhere he passed, and then there was a bad and pungent smell of burning corpses.

As more and more government soldiers were slaughtered in the sea of fire, and the monks of Diaoyutai did not come to report outside the Xufu Gate.

On the street outside the main gate of Xu's mansion, there were hundreds of officials from the government and officers and soldiers of the city defense battalion holding torches.

Lu Baishan, Wen Hao, Wen San, Wen Si and others stood at the main gate of the Xu Mansion, looking at the people who were constantly rushing into the sea of fire in the Xu Mansion, with extremely solemn expressions on their faces.

"Mr. Wen, do you think that kid will be dealt with by the people of the Yin-Yang Gate?" Lu Baishan looked at the sky-high fire of Xu Mansion, and he was always a little worried in his heart.

I have fought with Xu Fan before, and the opponent's strength is definitely not worse than my own.

Otherwise, he would not agree to activate the back hand, Wen Hao also called a batch of strong bows and crossbows from the arsenal of the patrol battalion.

There is no absolute chance of winning, and they can only use the tactics of crowds, and use the number of people to completely consume Xu Fan's energy.

"The Yin-Yang Sect has sent nearly a hundred people, there shouldn't be any accidents..."As soon as Wen Hao finished saying the two words, he smelled a strong pungent smell, frowned and asked, "What kind of smell is this?" ”

"Burning..."Wen San didn't continue, and soon everyone knew that inside the main gate of the Xu Mansion, there were already many government soldiers and officers and soldiers of the city defense battalion who ran out retching with their noses covered, with panicked looks on their faces.

"What the hell is going on?" Lu Baishan asked coldly towards a silver-veined fish bag that ran out of the mansion.

The eyes of the other three also fell on the silver-veined fish bag.

"The killing of the Yin and Yang Gate is killing people inside. Many of our brothers have died. The silver-veined fish bag wept as he spoke, he had never seen such a terrible scene.

Dozens of government soldiers, several blue-patterned fish bags, and two silver-patterned fish bags were completely powerless to fight back under that sword light.

"It's horrible, it's not human!"

When he rushed to Lu Baishan's side, the silver-veined fish bag had already begun to speak incoherently.

"Drag it off!" Lu Baishan could only order his henchmen behind him to take the silver-veined fish bag down, if it was someone else, he would have slapped it a long time ago, but unfortunately the other party also had something to do with Shenjing Diaoyutai.

Lu Baishan's heart was a little heavy, the killing of the Yin and Yang Gate, killing his subordinates, it was impossible for him to be convinced.

Wen Hao, who was standing on the side, also had a gloomy face, and he didn't believe that the Yin Yang Sect disciples in the Xu Mansion would do something to the soldiers brought by Lu Baishan.

If there is a misunderstanding, Lu Feibai will stop it in time, so that they will not have already hit the vicinity of the main gate of the Xu Mansion.

Either the disciples of the Yin-Yang Gate went crazy, or there was a conflict between the government soldiers and the people of the Yin-Yang Gate, and Lu Feibai and Lu Jia didn't have time to stop it, they were still besieging Xu Fan.

"Young Master Hao, you are here. I'll go in and take a look. Wen San looked at Wen Hao, and then at Wen Si.

Wen Hao also looked at Wen Si, and after the two looked at each other, they both nodded, and Wen Hao looked at Lu Baishan again, "Lu Baihu, what do you think?" ”

The fire in Xu's mansion was gradually extinguished, but the pungent smell had spread to the streets.

Lu Baishan pondered for a moment and nodded emphatically. He and Wen San rushed towards Xu's mansion.

Along the way, I saw the government soldiers and the officers and soldiers of the city defense battalion who were constantly retreating from the Xu Mansion, and everyone had a panicked look on their faces.

Some people's eyes have been covered with fear, and at this time they can only instinctively run away with their comrades.

The two walked through three courtyards, and finally arrived in front of the main hall in the front courtyard of the Xu Mansion, and just met more than a dozen government soldiers who ran out of the inner courtyard of the Xu Mansion, and were about to ask what happened.

I felt a fierce sword qi overflow from the corner gate in the distance, and then I heard several screams.

The two of them looked solemn, slowed down, and walked towards the corner gate.

Lu Baishan saw that in the half-hidden gap of the corner gate, a long figure appeared, holding a bloody long sword in his hand, and his black clothes were already soaked in blood.

"Who are you?"

Wen San's eyes narrowed, and the cyclone around him suddenly opened, and the qi in his body skyrocketed.

When he saw it for the first time, he felt a great crisis, as if death was about to come at any moment.

"Who are you from the Yin Yang Gate?"

Lu Baishan's eyes were round, and his fists under his sleeves were clenched tightly, ready to release the qi in his body at any time.

Both of them had been cultivating in secular martial arts for many years, and intuition was their only accurate judgment at this time.

Seeing the two people in front of him, Xu Fan, whose eyes were bloodshot, still didn't speak, but slowly walked out of the corner gate and walked towards Lu Baishan and Wen San step by step.

The next moment, without warning!

Lu Baishan's body was like an eagle falcon, and he flicked his sleeve robe and flew backwards. The intuition in his heart told him that the black clothes in front of him were invincible to kill, and it was best to flee for his life.

Just when Wen San was still vigilant in front of the masked black-clothed killer, Lu Baishan's retreat made him feel a little panicked in his heart.

It's the time of this breath.

Xu Fan stepped on the gravel floor, leaped forward, and the long sword in his hand was like a bow and arrow off the string, rushing towards Wen San's chest.

Looking at the kung fu in the blink of an eye, Lu Baishan's body flew out hundreds of zhang. Wen San roared angrily, "Lu Baishan! ”

The sword qi on the long sword that flew over in mid-air was overflowing, with a fierce killing intent.

The cold sweat on Wen San's forehead was like beans, dripping constantly. It has been more than ten years, and I have not felt such a life-and-death crisis.

"Boom Boom Boom~"

Wen San stretched out all the cyclone points around him, and the qi in his body surged towards the long sword in front of him.

The sword qi and the qi surging out of Wen San's body collided together, making a burst of air explosion.

Circle after circle of air blasting ripples scattered in all directions, centered on the long sword.

"Jingle bell, ding bell!"

After a stalemate, the sword intent on the long sword dissipated, and the long sword shattered into several pieces and fell to the ground.

Looking at the fragments of the long sword on the ground, Wen San just breathed a sigh of relief when he felt a powerful wind rushing towards him.

"How is this possible!"

At the moment when Wen San's pupils continued to dilate, Xu Fan stretched out his right hand and turned into a palm knife to penetrate Wen San's chest.

Stretching out from Wen San's back, the bright red heart in the palm of his hand was still beating.

Looking at the masked man in black who was close at hand, Wen San's eyes were full of horror, and he recognized who the masked man in black in front of him was.

It was the boy from Xu's house.

At this time, he regretted it extremely much, if he could still speak, he would definitely remind Young Master Wen Hao that the Wen family had a big crisis.

Unfortunately, he couldn't say half a word. Blood continued to gush from the corners of his lips, and his breathing became heavier.

"Who the hell are you!"

The figure just fell to the ground from mid-air, and the whole person had just retreated to Lu Baishan, who was at the door of the courtyard, and watched that in just a few breaths, Wen San was taken out of the heart by the masked black-clothed man in the courtyard.

Xu Fan flicked his arm and threw Wen San's body into the grass fire on the side.

"Zizi~Zizi~"

Another pungent smell.

"Who the hell are you!"

Lu Baishan's face was pale, Wen San died too quickly, even if the masked black-clothed man opposite did not have a long sword in his hand, his heart was full of fear.

When did there be such a figure in the Yin Yang Sect, could it be that the great monks secretly cultivated by other families? They want to swallow Xu Mansion alone?