"Put things down, and he'll be gone."

Senior Brother Wang wiped his rain-soaked palms with a handkerchief and wrote lightly.

Jing Yue was just about to walk towards Shen Yun, but at this time, the white-clothed leader said indifferently: "I said put things down." ”

He wiped his hands while looking at Jing Yue, and the pupils under the mask cast a cold light.

At this moment, he was like an indifferent emperor, giving an irreversible order to his subordinates.

Shen Yun stood there, his eyes red, and his mouth kept whining.

In the next moment, Shen Yun's gagged mouth let out an even more miserable whimper, and his entire body trembled.

Because the green-shirted guest beside him had already pinched the wound on one of his severed fingers and issued a warning to Jing Yue.

"Stop!"

"I'll put it. I promised my wife that I only wanted to bring the living back, and I hope you will keep your promise. ”

Jing Yue said, put the basket wrapped in black cloth on the ground, and then walked towards Shen Yun.

Almost at the same time, a man in a green shirt nearby had already picked up the basket wrapped in black cloth and carefully delivered it to the white-clothed leader.

Jing Yue entered the house, surrounded by four green-shirted guests, and suddenly, only a piercing sound of shoe soles rubbing sounded, and Jing Yue's body suddenly brought out an afterimage and rushed over!

The change was abrupt, and he was extremely fast, like a cheetah that didn't need to be moved.

The green-shirted guest who held Shen Yun hostage before didn't seem to expect this mutation, so he wanted to pull Shen Yun as a shield in a panic.

It's a pity it's late.

A snort sounded through the air, and a wind tunnel suddenly appeared in the air in front of him, and the spear Jiao Yu wrapped in black cloth turned into a pitch-black straight line, and slammed straight into the throat of the green-shirted man.

There was a snap, and the sound of bones breaking sounded, which was very crisp.

The green-shirted man's throat was shattered, and the whole person flew out like a broken sack, and then slammed into the wall, falling and dying.

He died with wide eyes and an expression of disbelief on his face, as if he would not believe that he would die so easily.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, so that the four green-shirted guests who had been waiting for Jing Yue reacted.

I saw them wipe their waists, and the four straight knives came out of their sheaths at the same time and slashed at Jing Yue's back.

Dingyun Pavilion is good at knife techniques, so most of the weapons used by the sect are this kind of ring-headed knife, with straight blades and thick ridges.

I saw that the sword light turned straight into four silver-white matches, slashing towards Jing Yue's back, fast and ruthless.

Jing Yue seemed to have expected this step a long time ago, and took a back step like a long eye on his back, and made a shoulder lift!

Clang~~~~

The four straight knives collided with Jiao Yu's spear body, and the momentum sank, especially the green-shirted man with a protruding temple, which was extremely violent, pressing Jing Yue's body to tilt, and his right foot smashed the ground, filling the smoke and dust.

But he resisted in the end.

The moment he resisted, a strange tremor spread along the acupuncture points around his body to the body of the gun.

The experience of the four green-shirted players can be regarded as old-fashioned, and they didn't succeed in one hit, and the blade rolled with the trend, wanting to cut Jing Yue's hands holding the gun, but unfortunately, the strange thing is that the blade seemed to be stuck to the gun, rolling, but it was a lot slower.

This is Jingyue's trick of practicing to "Xiaocheng".

This slowness has become fast here in Jingyue.

He let go, turned, and slammed his right foot into the man's crotch on the right, and then grabbed the tail of the gun with both hands, all in one go.

At the moment when the man's chicken flew out, another strange tremor was generated in Jing Yue's body, spreading to the body of the gun.

The word breaker hummed and shook the three straight knives apart, shattering the black cloth of the spear that was wrapping it.

Flying strips of cloth rushed towards the three Tsing Shirts, blocking part of their view.

At this moment, Jing Yue's arms muscles bulged, and the true yuan silk in his body was entangled in an instant, bursting out with fierce power.

I saw him hold the tail of the gun and flick it!

The body of the spear roared, bending straight out of an arc like a crescent moon.

With a crisp snap, the pitch-black tip of the gun smashed straight into the neck of a green-shirted guest on the right, and blood bloomed.

The green-shirted man's body smashed into the rain outside the house in an instant, and without even a single struggle, he died.

In the snap of his fingers, Jing Yue killed two people and abolished one, which can be described as extremely strong.

It should be because the force is too strong, he only feels that his lungs are tight, and he can't help coughing.

"Run!"

The next moment, Jing Yue shouted at Shen Yun who was standing there stupidly beside him.

At this time, the white-clothed leader had already seen the vegetable basket wrapped in black cloth, and there were even a few pieces of spilled kung pao chicken in it, and he couldn't help but be furious.

"Kill them!"

The other two green-shirted guests who were not dead gritted their teeth and slashed at Jing Yue with knives.

Guns, the hegemon of soldiers, where is there a reason to retreat.

As soon as Jing Yue raised his hand, the spear smashed out!

With two clangs, the spear collided with the twin knives, sending out two thunderous explosions.

The two green-shirted guests only felt a strong attack, and their bodies fell back uncontrollably.

I saw that the green shirt with towering temples dragged a shallow trace on the ground and smashed into the rain, while the other green shirt man had a knee pain and almost slipped out on his knees.

At this time, the third young master, Shen Yun, stumbled out of the house and ran towards his own courtyard.

And more of the green-shirted guests had already received orders, some of them rushed towards Jing Yue, and some of them rushed towards Shen Yun, who was waiting for an opportunity to escape.

With a bang, Jing Yue smashed a pillar in the house with a shot.

The already unstable roof slanted, the broken tiles slipped to the ground, and the broken pillar was stained with the spear, and swept out with a whistling.

The spear was long enough, and the pillar that was stained by the word trick was naturally longer.

With a bang, the pillar passed, the rain curtain shattered, and the two green-shirted guests who had rushed towards Shen Yun were forced to sweep backwards.

"Let's go!"

Jing Yue continued to shake the pillar and shouted.

The third young master, Shen Yungang, rushed to Zhao Buqian and them, and a group of guards received Jing Yue's order, and immediately swarmed him away.

There was a bang, the rain curtain shattered, and it exploded into flowers, and at the same time, it was followed by the pillar that Jingyue shook.

It was two men in green shirts, who shot at about the same time, smashed the pillar with their palms and slammed their elbows on it.

The broken pillar roared towards Jing Yue, and Jing Yue could only pick up a gun.

With a bang, the pillar shattered, the wood flew like rain, and Jing Yue's feet slid on the ground for nearly a zhang, and then he stabilized his figure.

It was only then that he saw the appearance of the two green-shirted guests clearly.

It turned out to be those two guys with bulging temples.

These two should be brothers, they cooperate very tacitly, and they have practiced the combined exercises.

Yes, Jing Yue fought with one of them just now, and he thought that his strength could stabilize the other party, but when these two brothers were combined, it was more than one plus one.

But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that Shen Yun has been rescued, so he can let go!

In the rain, Jing Yue held a spear in his hand and gasped, and the cold breath exhaled from his mouth was like an arrow.