As Cang Jiuyao expected, the intruders were indeed five well-trained men in black, who were besieging a man.

The man was tall and sturdy, as if he had been disturbed in his sleep, dressed in a snow-white shirt with a loose neckline, and his strong chest muscles appeared and disappeared during the fight, and his hair was covered with green silk, like ink.

Even with such a disheveled posture, there is no embarrassment at all.

Cang Jiuyao looked at the man's loosely dressed clothes and wanted to show his appearance, and couldn't help but secretly praise, his figure was not bad.

But Cang Jiuyao hurriedly shook his head, slandering himself for when he was here, and he could still remember these things.

But just as he was distracted, the removed tile next to his feet slid downward, and there was a soft "cluck" sound.

Cang Jiuyao looked into the room, hoping that she would not be discovered.

But I saw that the besieged man had a pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to be smiling, and swept in the direction of Cang Jiuyao: "Wood, come and save me, these people want to kill me." ”

Cang Jiuyao was stunned for a moment, and when he saw that the man still had a helper, he was about to retreat when his figure was exposed.

But I only heard the man in black in the room say coldly: "He still has helpers, you go up!" ”

Immediately after that, as soon as Cang Jiuyao turned around, he heard the sound of breaking tiles behind him, and immediately two long swords attacked him with murderous intent.

Cang Jiuyao secretly scolded "***".

Only then did he understand that the man was calling himself with a wooden voice, and he was obviously using himself to distract the strength of the man in black.

The explanation was useless, the scimitar in Cang Jiuyao's hand was unsheathed, and the long sword of a man in black was separated by a "ding", followed by a backflip, dodging another sword.

The man in black is obviously well-trained and cooperates tacitly, and the two assist each other in attacking Cang Jiuyao's upper and lower plates.

The scimitar in Cang Jiuyao's hand was too short, and he couldn't get close to him while dodging, so he was suppressed by the two men in black.

Deep and heavy, the bricks and tiles under her feet are slippery, Cang Jiuyao is even more reluctant to expose her identity and cause more trouble, and the long-term war is not beneficial to her.

Cang Jiuyao was forced to retreat again and again, and when he retreated to the edge of the roof, the man in black only needed one more move, and Cang Jiuyao would fall off the roof.

But at this moment, I saw Cang Jiuyao pull out a long whip from his waist and hit the head and face of the man in black.

The man in black forced Cang Jiuyao to retreat to the edge of the roof, and fought hard to force Cang Jiuyao back with one move.

But he never expected that Cang Jiuyao would suddenly be as fast as lightning, and pulled out a long whip from his waist and hit him directly in the face.

The man in black watched the long whip attack, but he struggled forward and could not retract his momentum.

Cang Jiuyao's lips were slightly raised on one side, and the long whip in his hand was wrapped around the neck of the man in black, and at the same time he pulled hard, taking advantage of the resistance of the man in black, borrowing a little force under his feet, and a backflip turned over the top of the man in black's head. The blue skirt of the water is like a beautiful epiphany blooming in the night sky.

said that it was too late, but when it was too fast, I saw the cold light of the short sword in Cang Jiuyao's hand flashing, and the man in black only felt that his neck was cold and hot, and the whole person was thrown off the roof by the long whip.

All the movements were just in the blink of an eye, and by the time the man in black next to him stepped forward to rescue his companion, the man had already died.

The two of them forced Cang Jiuyao to retreat again and again, so they didn't put Cang Jiuyao in their eyes, they just wanted to fight quickly, but they never thought that it would be such an unexpected twist.

Cang Jiuyao's style has always been to solve the battle as quickly as possible, and never give the enemy any chance to counterattack.

In an instant, the long whip in his hand was like a poisonous snake spitting letters, wrapped around the right arm of the man in black holding the sword.