"Huh." The white-faced monk smiled and said no more.

The sword light on the string song was like snow, and it was bounced off in the middle of the staff, and when he turned over, Sheng Xuanyan took over and hit the monk, the monk could not parry the two of them, and withdrew to the side of the accomplice with the staff, and said to the old monk headed by him: "Uncle, what should we do now?" ”

"Amitabha." The old monk lowered his head and chanted, his eyes fell on Qiong Yi, who was going to Su Ye's support, and he stopped thoughtfully for a while. Several injured monks on the field fought and retreated, especially the rat-bearded man who set fire to the city, after being hit by Qiong Yi's stabbing a few swords, he fled without looking back, and the old monk led by him saw the opportunity to cast a spell, and the three-inch-high golden bell in his hand suddenly became larger, framing him from the air and suppressing him in the sea of fire.

The old monk's voice came from the air: "The Buddha said that cause and effect are reincarnated, and since this fire is set by the donor, it should be borne by the donor himself." ”

The rat-whiskered man was pounding wildly in the golden bell jar, the hood was impermeable, the temperature was getting hotter and hotter, and he was almost about to set people on fire, "Stinky bald donkey!" You let Lao Tzu out! ”

The monks recited a few words of kindness, and then fought with a few people on the field, ignoring him no more. When Qiong Yi looked down, he saw that there was already a lit fire man dancing in his hands, screaming endlessly: "Ahhhh!!h ————”

She thought, she can't live by her own sin, so she retracts her gaze and concentrates on facing the enemy.

The Fa Xiu of the Guangyao School performed tricks in a roundabout way, several monks of the Zen Yin Sect were not easy to attack, but the defense was extremely strong, and there were several people in the rivers and lakes who had cultivated profoundly, among which the most eye-catching was in addition to the scar man who entered the city with Qiong Yi and them in the evening, and the woman holding a Luo fan.

Several people were hostile, but they did not pay all their attention to their opponents, and the fire spread, and the people fled, and they should be clear. After fighting for about half a pillar of incense, the fire was stopped by the huge ditch dug by Sheng Xuanyan before, and it no longer extended, but he saw a black shadow flashing from the corner of the street, different from the people who were in a hurry to flee for their lives before, this black shadow was faster, and fled against the wall, revealing a long shadow under the light of the fire, which was immediately glimpsed by the people present.

The man with the scar on his forehead's eyes lit up, and immediately jumped off the roof to chase after him, Qiong Yi and the others were stunned at first, and when they saw that the monks who were in a mess next to them immediately stopped, followed up one after another, and also chased after them.

Su Ye looked around, but didn't see Yan Tingshen: "Qiong Yi!" Where's Brother Yan?! ”

Joan also stopped and turned to look at the vast sea of black smoke: "Oops! Hasn't he come out yet! There was a voice in her heart that told herself that Yan Tingshen would not have an accident, but she still said: "You chase after you, cooperate well, and I'll go find him!" ”

Sheng Xuanyan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glanced at Su Ye, looked away, and nodded.

"Brother Yan!" Qiong Yijian flew to the ditch and shouted loudly into the fire, the ditch in front of him was two zhang wide, and he didn't know how Sheng Xuanyan made the ditch around him. The heat wave came one after another on the other side, and she heard the groans caught in the fire and the wind, and looked for the sound, only to see a few people lying in a safe place, and it was self-evident who rescued these people.

What about Yan Tingshen?

I'm afraid these people are not sulking and fainting, how can they be rescued lying here?

Qiong Yi's mind crossed the black shadow on the corner of the street just now, and Yan Tingshen's words flashed, and the suspicion in his heart became heavier and heavier, and a faint layer of fog was about to be removed. She thought that Yan Tingshen had said before that the people should flee to the river, so she observed and avoided the monks, and rushed to the river, when she ran to the river, she saw a large group of people gathered in the low forest by the river, someone recognized her, and immediately greeted her, Qiong also glanced at the number of people, not to mention nineteen people, more than thirty people, thinking about it, before the rat-bearded man set the fire, some people fled for their lives, and saw that the fire was uncontrollable and fled to the river.

While carefully observing everyone, and secretly sensing their aura, there is no doubt that they are all mortals, and except for some kitchen knives and axes and other self-defense tools, there is no long sword at all. She shouted: "I am sent by the Beishan Yue clan, don't panic when I come to save people!" ”

The noise of the crowd became quieter, and she said: "A few more people have been rescued from the fire, and the strong men will be carried with me, and the others will stay where they are and don't move!" ”

Qiong also glanced at the river beach, almost sparse vegetation, piles of river stones, and no hidden swords, she thought: It seems that Zhang Yan didn't hide here, the black shadow just now is him?

Is it possible?

After hiding for so long, will you show up at the last moment?

A few men stood out in the crowd, and under her leadership, the fainted people rescued by Yan Tingshen were carried to the river, and Qiong also wasted some time to check their pulse, cross the true qi, and saw that they were gradually sober and had no worries about their lives, and the family members of the rescued people bowed to Qiong again and again, with tears in their eyes.

"Don't rush out of the city after opening the city gate in the morning, and wait for the people of the five clans to pick you up before you can leave." Joan also carved two sigils on the stones by the river with a stringed song sword, "Don't go with them without one of these two sigils!" ”

Seeing them nodding their heads again and again, Joan also put away her sword and ran in the direction of the black shadow's escape.

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Sheng Xuanyan and Su Ye chased the black shadow no faster than the others.

The shadow moved quickly, wandering around the city without a trace, and whenever someone approached, he always managed to escape with a twist, as if he were very familiar with the place.

"Zhang Yan! Hand over the Cangyu Sword and spare you from death! The man with the scar chased each other and shouted loudly, the black shadow turned around and raised his hand to throw a few flying arrows from his sleeve and was dodged by him, and someone behind him was unfortunately hit by the arrow, only to hear a miserable scream: "This arrow is poisonous!" ”

"Damn!" The man roared angrily, and saw the black shadow turn from the alley, and he didn't know where to go.

The leader of the Guangyao faction, Gong Changyi, couldn't help but say: "I heard before that someone was looking for Zhang Gongzi in this city for three whole days and didn't find it, I just exaggerated, but I didn't think it was true." ”

Su Ye jumped on the wall and carefully distinguished it in the dark night, Sheng Xuan complained that the Chengying Sword was half raised in front of him, and there was an inexplicable awkwardness in his heart, and he said in a low voice: "It's a little strange......"

"He's slipping away. Wearing night clothes, the firelight is gone, and it is so dark, it is strange to be able to see clearly. The wound on Su Ye's body was in severe pain, and he swallowed a pre-prepared pill and replied.

Hearing the slight sound of the toes stepping on the ground behind him, everyone present turned around and struck him, Qiong also saw that there were nine or ten people hitting him at the same time, flying backwards, Sheng Xuanyan saw that it was her, and immediately blocked her in front of her and leaned towards her.

When Joan also flew back, the braid seemed to hit something, she thought it was a hidden weapon, but the sword didn't block anything: "Huh? ”

"What's wrong?" Sheng Xuanyan and Su Ye flew to her side and asked.

"Strange." Joan also pinched her braid to her chest, unaware of it.

Seeing the faint light in the darkness flickering at the corner of the path, Gong Changyi's eyes were sharp and happy: "There it is!" As soon as the words came out, the man with the scar rushed forward with an axe, first forced Qiong Yi who was standing in the road with an axe, and directly swept over the crowd and chased Zhang Yan.

The three of them still didn't chase the black shadow for the first time, Su Ye asked, "What about Brother Yan?" ”

Joan also shook her head: "I don't know, but he will be fine." ”

Sheng Xuanyan looked at the faint light of the figure, leading a few people behind him to chase after him, and suddenly seemed to realize something, his sword flew a few points higher, allowing himself to see the city street more clearly, and said in his heart: "...... Hugh injured Du, and Jing died in shock. The fire corresponds to the Hexagram Gate, and the current location is the Murder Gate, which is full of traps and hidden weapons? ……”

He said in a voice that only Qiong Yi and Su Ye could hear clearly: "This is the Qimen Dunjia Technique, then Zhang Yan is afraid that he didn't use the entire Wu Yuecheng as a formation to form a formation." ”

The two of them were surprised, "What?" ”

Hearing the sound of martial arts fighting in front of them, they saw that the streets were full of traps, and the black figure with the looming long sword on his back fled farther and farther, and was almost to the border of Wu Yuecheng.

The monks were entangled in the mechanism formation, and they were not rushing for a while, nor were they retreating. The man with the scar slashed in the middle of the formation, barely moving forward, and the woman who slipped out with a spell and only watched from the outside.

"Damn! Do you want to watch him escape again! Someone shouted indignantly.

Qiong also knew in his heart, and his figure flashed to the two of them: "I'll stop him!" ”

Sheng Xuan was half a second late: "Don't go!" At this time, she had jumped into the street, and the mechanism on the wall shot poisonous arrows like rain, Qiong Yi waved the sword light to block, and used the wind condensation technique to protect herself, and a few people sent by Guangyao cast spells to destroy those mechanisms, but they were blocked by the mysterious traps laid everywhere. Qiong was also extremely fast, and his steps were as ethereal as clouds, but after two or three breaths, he actually rushed out of the trap array.

When Gong Changyi was still surprised that someone quickly rushed out of the trap array, the golden bell jar used by the old monk was deducted to Qiong Yi, and before her footsteps fell, she saw the golden bell jar on her head pressing, and her body was as heavy as being absorbed, and she didn't know where to hide, and there was nowhere to hide.

The bell rang loudly, and the golden bell jar was actually blown away in mid-air, and the young man in the dark robe stood on the wall, and Chong Qiong also shouted: "Run!" ”

Su Ye recognized this person as the young man who made the nine-section whip at that time, and blurted out in surprise: "He's not dead?!" ”

Sheng Xuan, who was beside her, saw that Qiong was also in danger, and had already stepped forward, she dodged the magic cover and jumped onto the wall, the string song was like a continuous flow of silver light, vibrating the sword to block all the hidden weapons, Sheng Xuanyan manipulated Chengying to her side without words, and without eye contact, she would understand, and jumped directly on Chengying and sent her forward with his sword.

The fleeing shadow seemed to realize that someone was approaching, and the speed increased.

The blue light of the Chengying sword body trembled slightly, and Qiong also realized that Sheng Xuan's resentment was already holding on, so she turned around and whispered to him: "Leave it to me." ”

Sheng Xuanyan nodded, and luckily crossed for her to intercept the true qi to help, and then stopped protecting herself.

The black shadow was getting closer and closer to Qiong, a hundred meters, ten zhang, five zhang, and Qiong also stabbed with a sword, but the man in black only ran forward and didn't look back at all. When the string song pierced into the body, there was a crisp "click" sound, then a soft one, and then a softer "click", just as she had guessed at first.

Really. Qiong also took a breath of cold air, and ran the exercises at great speed until she was a little weak, she stopped to look at the puppeteer who was pierced on the ground, the black cloak covered its figure well, and the Cangyu fake on her back was also pasted with a reflective mirror, making people mistakenly think it was the sword light. She sneered, feeling that the monks who had been chasing it for a long time were like teased idiots, and kicked the puppeteer over with a little resentment.

"Boom!! ————”

A huge roar piercing through the clouds and cracking stones sounded from the northwest of Wu Yuecheng, the ground shook, the houses collapsed, the thick black smoke rose into the sky, the sand and dust rose suddenly, and the belongers scattered.