Qingsi Garden.

The evil god of Huoyun sat on the bench, looking at the night sky full of stars, and there were a few wisps of melancholy in his heart.

At this moment, he was thinking about the scene of being beaten by Mo Yan yesterday, it doesn't matter if he is beaten, anyway, he has thick skin, but he wants to beat him back.

"What about innate martial artists? Sooner or later, Lao Tzu will beat him, and he is looking for teeth all over the ground. ”

The Fire Cloud Evil God thought secretly in his heart.

However, it is not easy to defeat Mo Yan, after all, Mo Yan is an innate martial artist who has comprehended the 'potential' and 'meaning'.

If you want to defeat him, it's not enough to be promoted to the innate realm, you must also comprehend two layers of artistic conception.

He turned his head and glanced behind the rockery not far away. There was a vague figure under the shadows, which was difficult to spot if it wasn't for a closer look.

It seemed that he had a feeling in his heart, and Mo Yan, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, revealed half of his face, and glanced at the Huoyun Evil God indifferently.

The Fire Cloud Evil God's face froze, and a stiff smile appeared at him.

Suddenly.

Mo Yan raised his head, his brows furrowed slightly, and looked at the dim night sky.

The fire cloud evil god in the courtyard also shrank his eyes.

In the night sky, a black shadow leaped into the sky and landed on the roof of the main hall in the front yard.

Through the vermilion carved wooden windows, the moonlight is projected on the bluestone floor in the room, reflecting the brilliance of Yingying.

The wooden bed curtain hung down, and Qin Wei's figure could be faintly seen.

In the dead of night, Qin Wei was getting ready to sleep.

Suddenly, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he opened his eyes.

Someone's coming?

It's not a small sound.

The eyes and ears of the warrior are sensitive, and even if there is a slight movement around him, he can hear it clearly.

What's more, someone who came also stepped on a page of tiles.

The crisp sound instantly woke up Qin Wei, who was just about to fall asleep.

Qin Wei raised his head, and through the carved wooden window, he immediately saw the figure on the roof.

The silver moon was like a hook, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on the figure, like a ghost, with a cold aura.

"Someone visiting again late at night?"

"This king's Qingsi Garden is really non-stop!"

Qin Wei blinked, tilted his body sideways, and looked at the figure under the silver moon.

The last time Jin Yu came with a group of assassins from the Bloody Clothes Building, he was also standing in that position.

……

Mo Yan walked out from behind the rockery and looked up at the uninvited guests on the roof.

The Fire Cloud Evil God also stood up.

A murderous and icy aura instantly filled the courtyard.

Sou~~

The next moment.

A sword flickered under the moonlight.

The sword slashed down, approaching Mo Yan.

Mo Yan's expression moved slightly, and he didn't know when there was a jet-black short sword in his hand.

The dagger parried, and a crisp clatter broke the silence of the night.

With this crisp sound, the soldiers in Qingsi Garden immediately shouted.

"There are assassins!"

Hundreds of soldiers swarmed over and blocked Qin Wei's door.

And Mo Yan and the man in black were already entangled.

The swords collided, and the clanging sound continued.

After a few rounds, a cold glint flashed in Mo Yan's eyes.

He had already seen that the man in black in front of him was the one who attacked Qin Wei in the Black Cliff Ridge before.

That is, the monk of Tongming!

It's a pity that Mo Yan can't speak.

And the monk Tongming will not speak.

Neither now nor before in Black Cliff Ridge, he had not spoken.

Because speaking may reveal his true identity.

The clear knife is like lightning, fast and sharp, and every slash carries a sharp killing intent and a strong knife intent.

Manfukuji is best at punches and kicks, not blades.

However, this clarity has cultivated knife intent and knife posture.

As the two fought, there was a sharp roar and the rapid clashing of swords under the night sky.

The artistic conception of the two spread and surged in all directions, making the surrounding soldiers feel creepy.

The sharp sword image seemed to pierce their hearts.

As the figures of the two flashed faster and faster, everyone was dazzled.

The Fire Cloud Evil God looked at this scene, and his eyes were filled with a burst of gloomy fierceness.

Yuwen Chengdu stood next to him, holding a phoenix-winged gold hammer, his expression extremely solemn.

However, the battle between the two of them became farther and farther away, and in the blink of an eye, the two had already left Qingsi Garden.

A group of people were left standing in front of the door and looking at each other.

"My lord, shall we catch up?" Hong Fei asked Yuwen Chengdu.

Yuwen Chengdu shook his head slightly, and said, "It's important to protect Your Highness!" ”

As he spoke, a swishing sound of breaking wind sounded, and a black figure leaped towards him like a gale.

In the next breath, everyone was in a trance.

Vaguely, as if they saw a vague sword light running through, as if slashing at them, Sen Han swept through their bodies, making them feel a burst of cutting and tearing pain, and they couldn't help but tremble.

Clang~~

A strong trembling sounded.

Yuwen Chengdu raised the gilt boring in his hand, and looked at the black-clothed man in front of him coldly.

"He Fangxiao is so young that he dares to assassinate His Highness!"

He shouted!

The man in black looked at Yuwen Chengdu with a pair of cold eyes, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Apparently he didn't expect anyone to stop his sword.

There is actually an innate martial artist next to the king of Xin'an County!

He pulled back, staring at Yuwen Chengdu with cold eyes.

Yuwen Chengdu also looked at him.

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, and the courtyard was once again filled with a fierce and murderous atmosphere.

Whew~~

The sound of breaking the air sounded, Yuwen Chengdu stepped forward, and the phoenix wings waved gold.

A hazy scarlet fluorescence covered the gilded crust of the phoenix's wings.

The mixture of gold and scarlet makes the whole gilding look a little weird and fantastical.

……

Distance.

On a pavilion, there is a figure standing on the roof of the pavilion, white clothes like snow, and the moonlight is sprinkled, like a fairy out of the dust.

"Senior Ye, what are you looking at here?"

Situ Qianfeng leaped onto the roof and looked ahead.

"Huh!"

"There's someone fighting there!"

They were hundreds of meters away from the Qingsi Garden, and they could only see that the Qingsi Garden could be brightly lit, and the blades and sword shadows were constantly flashing.

Ye Gucheng frowned and didn't say a word.

The next moment.

He flew up and walked through the air.

The whole person floated like a leaf in the direction of the Qingsi Garden.

……

Inside the Meditation Garden.

The old man in black and Yuwen Chengdu fought fiercely.

Jingle Bell!

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for dozens of rounds, and the strong aura collided everywhere, destroying the grass and trees in the courtyard.

The soldiers around them watched this thrilling battle, and they even forgot to breathe, and their faces were flushed.

Hong Fei was frightened, but also shocked.

"Lord Yuwen actually has this innate cultivation!"

He felt incredible.

He is also an old man of the Zhenwu Division, when he joined the Zhenwu Division, Yuwen Chengdu only had eight grades of cultivation.

In just a few months of kung fu, Yuwen Chengdu has become an innate martial artist.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that such a thing could happen in this world.

Yuwen Chengdu didn't know Hong Fei's shock, maybe he wouldn't care if he knew.

Although Qin Wei had instructed him to hide his cultivation before, but now that an innate martial artist came to assassinate, how could he naturally not continue to hide his cultivation.

At this time, Yuwen Chengdu felt pressure.

He inherited Jin An's artistic conception, but his cultivation and strength are far less powerful than Jin An!

Jin Anke has been immersed in the Innate Realm for decades, and he has only been in it for a few days.

Moreover, Jin An's artistic conception is not very suitable for him, and he has been using Jin An's artistic conception to understand his own artistic conception these days.

At this time, although he has two layers of artistic conception, he is still much worse than the innate martial artist who truly perceives two layers of artistic conception.

So when facing the old man in black in front of him, he could only barely resist, and he was powerless to fight back at all.

After dozens of rounds, he felt a little overwhelmed.

"Get out of here!"

Yuwen Chengdu hissed and shouted!

As the words fell, his body spun abruptly, and a nearly one-foot-long phoenix-winged gold pistol swept out.

With the blessing of majestic strength, the phoenix wings and gold hammer emitted a sharp wind whistle.

Seeing this, the old man in black hurriedly withdrew and retreated, dodging the sweep of the phoenix wings and gold hammer.

He took a few steps back to his feet.

Looking at Yuwen Chengdu, the face of the old man in black, hidden in the cloak, was full of gloomy color.

He almost figured out Yuwen Chengdu's strength.

He is confident of beating Yuwen Chengdu.

But his goal was not to defeat Yuwen Chengdu, but to assassinate Qin Wei.

And he had to complete the assassination before Mo Yan returned.

There is a battle here, and Mo Yan will notice it even if he is miles away.

So the time he had was short.

"Failed!"

The old man in black sighed in his heart.

He can defeat Yuwen Chengdu, but he can't defeat it in a short period of time.

The longer the time drags on, the worse it is for him.

By now, his assassination had been a complete failure.

There is no point in staying here anymore.

Thinking of this, he flew up and jumped onto the roof.

In a few jumps, it was gone.

Yuwen Chengdu looked at the direction he left, and his solemn expression was slightly relaxed.

Still, he commanded: "Don't relax, lest there be fraud!" ”

Just as he spoke, Mo Yan returned to the courtyard with a gloomy face.

"Mo Yan senior! How is it? ”

Yuwen Chengdu looked at him.

Mo Yan first glanced at Yuwen Chengdu deeply, and then shook his head.

……

in the room.

Qin Wei was still lying on the bed, quietly looking out of the wooden window.

The first man in black came, and he didn't move.

The second man in black came, but he still didn't move.

Although he was surprised, he didn't mean to be nervous.

Because he knew that Ye Gucheng had returned to Tianzhou City, and was staying in an inn not far from Qingsi Garden.

There are two innate martial artists beside him, Mo Yan and Yuwen Chengdu, and Ye Gucheng not far away.

If the Assassin could still come to him, it would be meaningless for him to move at every turn.

In front of the innate martial artist, his little three-legged cat kung fu couldn't run if he wanted to.

"It seems that you have to improve your cultivation!"

Qin Wei turned over and closed his eyes.

When he was in Kyoto, even an innate martial artist did not dare to be presumptuous, so his nine-rank cultivation was enough to protect himself.

But now, there are innate martial artists to assassinate at every turn, and there is no innate cultivation, which is somewhat passive.

……

The night was still deep.

Outside Tianzhou City.

Tongming and the old man met at the agreed place.

"Failed!" The old man in black pulled off the cloak on his face and said in a low voice.

"Why?"

Tongming also took off his cloak, and his gloomy face seemed to ooze water.

"There is also an innate martial artist beside the King of Xin'an!"

"It's the one who wields the long weapon."

The old man in black said helplessly.

"Yuwen Chengdu!" Tong Ming's expression changed slightly, "Impossible, before in Black Cliff Ridge, he obviously only had a nine-rank cultivation." ”

The old man in black was a little annoyed, "Do you think the old man will lie to you!" ”

Although he didn't care about Wanfu Temple, he also wanted to kill Qin Wei, and the purpose of his coming to Tianzhou was to take Qin Wei's life.

But the failure of the two assassination plans made him very angry.

Especially this time he was risking exposure. If he hadn't asked him for help, he would never have taken the risk.

Tongming stared at him, took a deep breath, and remained silent.

The failure of the assassination of Qin Wei means that the destruction of Wanfu Temple can no longer be avoided.

At that time, Qin Wei and Zhen Wusi will lead many sects to besiege Wanfu Temple, and he will not be able to stop it.

Suddenly.

A slight wind sounded.

The indifferent voice faintly reached the ears of the two.

"We should have seen it!"

(End of chapter)