The sword qi hung in the air, suddenly like a night of spring breeze, and the soft wind was full of endless killing opportunities.

When that sword qi bloomed from the chopsticks, Mr. Three had already recognized that this sword qi came from Li Haomiao.

Withdraw!

How can the sword of the kendo grandmaster be resisted by Mr. Three?

Li Wantong has always hidden this sword chopsticks in his sleeve, and it is precisely with this chopstick that Li Wantong has the confidence to walk in front of Mr. San.

After the girl's death, Li Wantong secretly swore in her heart that she would never let the people around her be hurt again.

She has a weak temperament, and has lived an isolated life since she was a child. But today's Li Wantong is not like in the past, she exchanged her safety for the lives of Yu Lan and Ning Huan.

The vast sword qi forced Mr. Three back, but after all, this was not cut out by Li Haomiao's own hands, and he lost his rapid momentum, which also gave Mr. Three an opportunity.

The sword qi fell on Mr. San's body, and it only fell on his body, crushing his robe.

The sword qi dissipated, and Mr. San's coat was already ragged, dozens of meters away from Li Wantong, and he had already retreated outside the small courtyard. In the face of the Grandmaster's sword qi, Mr. San's embarrassment can be imagined. is far from the elegant and calm scholar he used to be.

Li Wantong was also blown away by the wave of qi after the sword qi bloomed, but fortunately, Wei Wuji knew Li Wantong's intentions early on and caught Li Wantong in the air.

Sword Qi Chopsticks...

In Li Haomiao, he gave Li Wantong a total of three sword chopsticks, which is also Li Wantong's hole card to save his life.

Yu Lan and Ning Huan had already returned to the house, and several people were helping Ning Huan treat his injuries.

The dagger pierced Ning Huan's abdomen, and the cut wound was like a floodgate, causing blood to gush out.

Fortunately, this is a flesh wound, just looking terrible.

Yu Lan dropped a few silver needles, and the blood in her abdomen had stopped. However, too much bleeding also made Ning Huan fall into a coma.

The tears in the corners of Yu Lan's eyes did not dry, and she picked up the dagger on the ground that was full of blood.

The dagger is Mr. San's, and the blood is Ning Huan's.

"Mother-in-law, I'm going to kill them all."

......

Mr. San didn't expect Li Haomiao to leave such a sword aura, which shows that Li Haomiao attaches great importance to Li Wantong.

He looked at the people in the courtyard, and the gaze of the gloomy owl made everyone tremble.

The plan was not as smooth as Mr. Three had imagined. The chips that should have been used to blackmail have all left the palm of Mr. Three's hand.

This means that there is no other way but to attack.

"Do it." Mr. Three said in a deep voice.

More than a dozen people on the wall of the small courtyard are all killers, and they are also Mr. San's subordinates.

This time, for this plan, Mr. Three summoned all the most powerful killers under his command to Beiliang Mansion, including the killers on the opening monument.

Killers of such a realm are among the top fifty even in the Great Chu Killer Realm.

One of the people on the courtyard wall said, "Mr. Three, after this trip, you must keep your promise and give me the antidote." ”

Mr. Three snorted coldly: "It's hard to chase after a horse. You don't have to worry about that. ”

These people all entered the private school because of some things in their early years, seeking refuge from Mr. Three, or asking Mr. Three, so they entered the private school, and they were subject to Mr. Three and became the killers in the private school.

But that doesn't mean these people don't aspire to get out of Mr. Three's grasp.

Someone else spoke: "We still believe in Mr. Three." ”

Wei Wuji took a step forward with his gun and said, "Miss Li, you stand back." I'd like to see how presumptuous these ghosts are! ”

At this time, Li Wantong's face was pale, and her legs were trembling. In the midst of the aura just now, she once again felt that death was so close to her.

The so-called strength is only the courage that is plucked up for a while, like the three points of blood that wine inspires people's courage.

She is still the weak girl deep in the bamboo forest outside the mountains of Kyoto.

Li Wantong was holding a sword chopstick in her hand again, ready to break it at any time.

"Master Hou, be careful."

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

More than a dozen figures rushed into the courtyard, and the fierce beasts of the mountains slaughtered their prey.

The spear was like a dragon, sweeping through thousands of armies, and a spear blade that was darker than the night tore through the night and crashed into everyone.

"How dare you make a mistake?!" Wei Wuji roared angrily, he didn't pay attention to these dozen people.

The spear blade forced everyone back, and some figures flickered and moved, stagnating in the air for a few breaths, and after the spear swept away, they came again.

Kaiyang Star is also known as Wuqu Star, which is a star in the name of martial arts.

Among the Big Dipper Generals, Wei Wuji was able to serve as the Kaiyang General, which was the lord's recognition of Wei Wuji's combat power.

Although Wei Wuji has retired from the rivers and lakes for so many years and sealed the gun in the box, the blood in Wei Wuji's heart is still there.

The martial arts true qi on the eight grades of the opening monument suddenly erupted, and the black cold light on the tip of the spear perfectly blended into the night, penetrating the space to shoot the approaching killer.

In an instant, three figures flew out upside down, breaking away from the cover of the night, and retreated again and again.

The moon shadow is heavy, the wind is bleak, and this whole world is like the huge mouth of a wild beast, trying to swallow everything in the small courtyard.

The black spear was raised, cutting through the night, and a black shadow was picked up and flew into the air, and the blood flowers were bright and strange in the night sky.

In just a few breaths, Wei Wuji rushed into the flock like a vicious wolf, like a bamboo, unstoppable.

"But that's it." Wei Wuji spoke.

"Wei Wuji, your opponent is me."

At the same time as the voice came, Mr. Three broke into the courtyard again, with a pair of silver silk gloves in his hands, and many small sharp barbs on the gloves. Any pull can tear off a few pieces of flesh.

Zizizizi!

Mr. Three reached out with one hand and held the black spear, and the sharp barbs on a pair of silk gloves rubbed against the barrel of the gun, and sparks flashed.

Silver sparks lit up the faces of the two.

Wei Wuji stared at Mr. Three, his hands exerted force, and the muscles on his arms bulged. The huge force provoked the spear, and the body of Mr. Three was lifted by the trend.

Whew!

Mr. Three soared into the air, and a pair of eyes in the night were as sharp as beasts, shining with a faint green light.

In terms of strength, Mr. Three is far from being Wei Wuji's opponent.

The spear pointed at the sky, Wei Wuji urged his true qi, held the spear with his backhand, and with a bang, the spear broke through the air like a huge arrow.

The light followed the spear, from the tip of the spear to the tail of the spear, and the real air flowed, adding a bit of invincible power.

Mr. Three came back to his senses, the crisis was imminent, and the edge of the spear was constantly magnifying in Mr. San's eyes, like the cold sun in winter, without warm sunshine.

Move!

Mr. San's qi machine was locked by the spear, and his body seemed to be out of his control.

With just such a move, Mr. Three fell behind.

Airplanes!

In the night sky, blood flowers bloomed again, and blood flowers were falling dripping.

Wei Wuji looked up at the sky, and the figure of Mr. Three was no longer visible, but he knew that the other party was definitely not dead.

After the spear broke through the air, it returned to Wei Wuji's hand with a move of raising his hand.

However, in the night behind Wei Wuji, a figure slowly emerged.

"Master Hou be careful!" Lao Huang yelled.

Mr. Three didn't know when he appeared behind Wei Wuji. Mr. Three is indeed not good at strength, as a killer, he doesn't have to be good at these, he can become the top ten existences in the Great Chu Killer World, relying on Mr. Three's elusive body.

When Wei Wuji heard this, a touch of blood also entered Wei Wuji's nasal cavity.

"It's late!" With a soft snort, Mr. Three burst out with a palm, knocking Wei Wuji into the air. A piece of flesh was ripped off by a silk glove on his bloody back, and the white bones were clearly visible.

Wei Wuji, who flew out upside down, endured the severe pain and swept a shot to stop Mr. Three from continuing the attack.

With this move alone, Wei Wuji was already seriously injured. But Mr. Three was not happy, and pierced his arm when the spear broke through the air. That's the loss of half of the combat power.

This time and again, both of them were seriously injured, and neither of them was left behind.

The duel between the strong, the victory or defeat is only in an instant, and such a round shows the ultimate strength of the eight strong people who open the monument.

Wei Wuji didn't care about the injury in his back, but looked at Mr. San.

The blow just now made Wei Wuji feel déjà vu.

"Among the eighteen horsemen of Yanyun, I have never heard of anyone having such a posture." Wei Wuji said.

Mr. San lowered his injured left arm, blood flowed down his arm, and said, "There are many things you don't know. ”

"Stop talking nonsense, let's fight!" Wei Wuji stepped forward with his gun, even though the flesh behind him was already in thin pieces.

The figures of the two flickered, colliding together in the night and were inseparable. Both of them are in the realm of opening the stele and eight grades, each with their own strengths, and they may be able to distinguish the superior and inferior as quickly as they did just now, or they may last overnight.

Yanyun's eighteen horses are not much worse than the Big Dipper Seven Star Generals, and they also have the strength to fight.

With Mr. Three entangled with Wei Wuji, Si Qinxue and the others were able to let go of their hands and feet and launch an offensive against the small courtyard.

But the battle here was not as evenly matched as Wei Wuji and Mr. Three.

Among Yu Zhuyue's group, only Lao Huang opened the monument and seven products, and his meager combat power faced the menacing killers of more than ten people, and he was simply a mantis arm as a car.

There were many traps in the small courtyard, and the herbs on the medicine garden on that side were all murderous poisons in Yu Zhuyue's hands.

Drugs are mutually reinforcing, and a simple combination can make people die bizarrely.

The great tonic will be a highly poisonous life-urging dispersion, and poison may also be a life-saving elixir.

Countless powders silently filled the night sky, like smoke and mist, enveloping everyone's surroundings.

"Hmph, that's a mystery." One person disdainfully captured Li Wantong at close range.

But as soon as he came into contact with that puff of smoke, after the killer took a step, he fell to the ground bleeding from the seven orifices.

This person's realm also has six armor-breaking grades, and it can be regarded as strong. But he didn't make any sound, and he died.

Terrifying and weird, when the killers saw this, they panicked in their hearts and didn't dare to step forward easily.

Poisoning is a common tactic used by killers.

They know that poison can kill people unconsciously, and they are even more afraid of the suspended smoke.

The next moment, the countless herbs in the medicine garden exploded one after another, crushing into bursts of powder and scattering in the courtyard with the wind.

"Retreat, watch out for the poisonous mist!" One shouted.

Everyone stepped back. It was because of these herbs that the powerhouse of the monument many years ago was unable to get out of this small courtyard.

With the protection of the poisonous mist, no one dared to come close.

But God doesn't fulfill people's wishes.

A piano sound stirred, and the sound waves seemed to come from a distant battlefield, with the interplay of war drums and horns.

The poisonous mist that blocked everyone dissipated a little.

Siqin Xue stroked the qin, her slender fingers plucked on the strings, and the passionate sound of the piano continued to shake away the terrifying poisonous mist.

For this trip, Mr. Three was well prepared.

Whether it is Wei Wuji or this small courtyard, there are ways to deal with it.

"A song into the formation, a few people return."

"Please join the battle!"