"Huh."

Since that loud noise, the city wall at one end of the distance has also been shaken like the ground, Zhang Yan pulled his hands on the flying claw hook, climbed to the top of the city wall step by step, heard the explosion of special gunpowder, and couldn't stop sneering, and said secretly: Just because you martial artists still want to snatch the sword from my hands, go dream!

He climbed from the bottom of the city wall to the top of the city with half a pillar of incense, and it took a lot of effort to climb up, retract the flying claw hook, hold on to the edge of the wall and pant straight, his arms were sore, and the soles of his feet were a little slippery, and he thought: It's really tiring, but fortunately, it doesn't take much effort to get down the city wall, and you can tie it strongly.

Before he could rest and regain his strength, Zhang Yan only heard the applause sound from his side, and it was pitch black in the night of the stone wall cage, which frightened him, and his soul was about to fly out of his body, and lit the fire on his arm like a great enemy: "Who! ”

Under the illumination of the firelight, the face of the man in front of him was completely revealed, a very ordinary face, like any passer-by walking by the street, who seemed to know each other and did not know it at all.

"Zhang Gongzi has a good strategy, what a lure the enemy to go deeper, borrow a knife to kill, and then the golden cicada comes out of his shell." Yan Ting stroked his palms and praised: "Playing a city of people around, even I was almost deceived." ”

"How could you have guessed that I was here!" Zhang Yan took two steps back and leaned against the city wall, protecting the Cangyu Sword that was wrapped tightly behind his back and did not leak a trace of breath, "Who the hell are you?!" ”

"Don't be so afraid." Yan Tingshen raised his hands, did not touch the weapon to show his sincerity, and asked with speculation in his heart: "Zhang Gongzi, the news circulating outside was released by yourself, right?" ”

Zhang Yan smiled sarcastically: "Since you have found me in person, you must have guessed correctly, so why do you need to ask me?" ”

Yan Tingshen shook his head and smiled: "You released the news, just to attract as many people as possible to grab the sword, and then let them compete with each other in the city, reduce a lot of hidden dangers for you, and finally install a fake body to attract attention, and the real body ran away?" ”

Seen through...... Zhang Yan clenched his fists and thought: Is the formation not working, or is there something wrong with my plan?

"I'm curious." Yan Ting Shenhuan asked, "How do you make sure that there won't be an ambush of the Sword Grabber outside?" Also, what method did you use to cover the aura of Cang Yu's sword so perfectly, so that others couldn't catch a trace of sword breath? ”

"Huh." Zhang Yan sneered: "I have my own way." He paused as he spoke: "When did you find out?" ”

Yan Tingshen took out a half-pitch-black straw from his sleeve and threw it on the ground: "I guessed it when I entered the city, I didn't expect you to do it so badly." took the initiative to set fire to the city he was most familiar with. ”

Zhang Yan only said: "As long as Wu Yue becomes the most dangerous place in the world, then the rest of this world will be relatively safe." ”

Hearing this, Yan Tingshen laughed: "I like to be friends with smart people. I thought you were a mediocre cultivator and a very smart person, but I didn't want to be smart enough. He took a few steps forward: "Zhang Gongzi, you should understand that the most dangerous thing is not the world, nor Wu Yuecheng, but the sword in your hand." ”

Zhang Yan was silent for a while, and then replied: "You are wrong, the most dangerous thing is the human heart." ”

Just when Yan Tingshen wanted to say something more, Zhang Yan suddenly took out an object from his arms and threw it heavily on the ground, and suddenly the smoke was filled, Yan Ting took a deep breath of chili noodles, his eyes were so spicy that he couldn't open them, and he coughed again and again, he fanned the wind with his hand while retreating, and the strong wind on his sleeves blew away the spicy fog, and when he opened his eyes, he found that this person was no longer on the city tower.

He was just an ordinary person who had not yet built a foundation, and it was impossible for him to fly down the tower.

Yan Tingshen looked down at the city tower, and saw that Zhang Yan had a trap bag similar to a bird's wing on his back, and he had landed out of the city safely. Under his own gaze, Zhang Yan hurriedly folded the wings, placed them in his bag, and disappeared into the woods.

If Yan Tingshen wanted to catch up with him, he might not be able to escape if he was given ten smoke bombs and trap wings, but Yan Tingshen didn't chase him, just stood on the city wall and watched him escape, his mouth turned from a chuckle to a loud laugh: "Hehe, interesting." This 'Zhang Yan' is interesting. ”

"Live well, just run away!" Yan Tingshen jumped down from the extremely high city tower, and his steps fell to the ground lightly, and he said, "There will be a period later." ”

*

In the city, a puppet filled with special gunpowder was suddenly detonated, and the power was huge, no less than the full force of a Realm Rank monk.

Sheng Xuanyan instinctively fled to the rear, and suddenly realized that Qiong was also in the center of the explosion, and when he was swaying in advance and retreat, Su Ye grabbed him and dodged in the distance, Sheng Xuanyan had to release the true qi screen to protect himself, not wanting the barrier to be directly shattered, and the two were affected and were blown back several feet away by the strong wind.

The two calls merged into one: "Qiong Yi! ——”

The smoke and dust were overflowing, and it did not disperse for a long time, Sheng Xuan's resentful heart was suspended, and every time he breathed, it was like a knife cut, he looked towards the center of the explosion, and the Chengying Sword in his hand was inexplicably a little heavy, sinking so much that he was powerless to move. He and Su Ye couldn't prevent explosion damage from being so far away from the puppet, and Qiong was the closest to the gunpowder!

"Ahh It's so miserable......" The woman holding the Luo fan swept away the smoke and dust, and sighed with a playful smile.

The smoke and dust gradually faded, and Sheng Xuan couldn't care about anything anymore, and immediately rushed towards the huge round pit that was blown out.

"I'm here!" Joan also took his hand from behind him and called.

Sheng Xuan looked back violently, only to see that she was indeed pulling herself, her forehead and cheeks were full of sweat, and his heart hanging in his throat fell back to its original place, holding her shoulders to carefully check how the injury was. Su Ye was also afraid that Qiong would also be buried in the explosion, and when he saw that she was safe and sound, he ran from behind and grabbed Sheng Xuan, so he breathed a sigh of relief and slapped her on the back with a palm: "You are scared to death!" How is it still behind us! ”

"Just ......"

Qiong also recalled that when she was in the air, her braid hit something invisible, and she was still unconscious, and after finding out that Zhang Yan was a puppet pretending to be a puppet, she immediately realized that it was a silk thread manipulated by puppetry, and she had already been vigilant, so she withdrew far away as soon as possible.

Thinking about it, she was also shocked, and Qiong also patted her heart: "I reacted quickly, and I turned my head and ran away when I realized that something was wrong." They didn't know what was going on, so they came to investigate, and they were blown up like this......"

The smoke and dust were all dispersed, and Sheng Xuan resented that he knew what the "miserable" in Luo Fan's mouth meant, and there were monks lying crookedly in the huge pit that had been blown down, which were in tatters, and they might be able to be put together together.

Retreating to the outer circle of the explosion, the unaffected monks saw that it was not only a dummy who had spent a lot of effort chasing for a long time, but also a wave of shadows, and they cursed this Zhang Yan one after another, dragging their injured bodies into the darkness. Among the three people of the Guangyao faction, the disciple closest to the puppet was blown off half of his arm alive and was being comforted and treated by Gong Changyi; The monks of the Zen Yin Sect were protected by the golden bell jar, unscathed, and the worst was the scarred man who rushed close to the puppet and wanted to grab the sword.

The half body knelt in place for a while, straight forward and fell to the ground, no matter what, it was impossible to live, and several monks saw Amitabha Buddha one after another, and recited the sutra with their palms together.

"That's right...... That guy. Joan also remembered the young man who had knocked the bell jar for her at the critical moment, and rummaged through the huge pit, only to see a ragged man in black curled up on the ground motionless, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Su Ye stared at this person for a while, kicked it, and the young man screamed, holding his body and rolling in the rubble: "Ah! Hurt! It hurts! ”

“…… It's not dead. Su Ye sighed twice at first, and then saw that the clothes on the young man's body were blown to shreds, revealing the glittering golden armor inside, "This is ...... Pyroxidium heart armor? No wonder it's still alive. ”

The young man got up and stretched out his hand to Sheng Xuanyan: "My weapon, return me." ”

Sheng Xuanren raised his eyebrows and did not speak.

Su Ye glanced at Qiong Yi: "You didn't kill him?" ”

Joan also paused and replied, "No, I'm a killer." Although realizing that he may not be dead, ...... I didn't tell you either. ”

The young man propped up his waist and said, "Hey, if I hadn't shot that old monk's magic weapon, you would have died a long time ago!" I'm your life-saver, do you understand? Tell your accomplices to return the weapons to me! ”

Su Ye said: "She didn't kill you, you helped her, this is called one report and one report, do you understand?" ”

"! She stabbed me clearly! Hit it so hard! If I hadn't been dressed in armor and guarded, I would have lost most of my life! The young man argued, "If you don't return the weapon to me, I'll follow you!" ”

Although he argued with reason and his voice was huge, Qiong and the three of them obviously didn't pay attention to him, looking around at the scattered people who had no intention of fighting again, and said, "Let's go find Brother Yan." ”

The two nodded in response.

"Hey!" The young man was furious, staggered two steps and grabbed Qiong Yi: "I saved your life, according to the rules of the women of Middle-earth, the grace of saving lives should be promised by example!" Although you don't look good, I'm not incapable of ......"

Qiong Yi slapped it away: "Let go!" Otherwise I'm ......."

Sheng Xuanyan took out a nine-section whip from his arms and threw it in the air: "Take your things." Get lost. ”

The young man had already seen that the relationship between these two people was not ordinary, and he really stimulated him when he said this kind of thing, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed in his heart, put away the nine-section whip and let go of his hand, and when he saw the three people in front of him, he turned his head and left.

"That little cultivation still dares to grab the sword alone, if it weren't for the baby armor, I'm afraid it would have been gone." Su Ye looked at the slag of the puppet with only stumps and broken arms left at his feet, stepped on it and crushed it a few times, and even the remaining shiny fragments of the fake Cang Yu turned into powder together, and sneered: "It's a pity that I fought all night, but I didn't even see the shadow of Cang Yu's sword, this Zhang Yan, hum!" ”

Qiong also looked at their scarred bodies and said, "It's not good to stay here for a long time, let's go." ”

So, the three of them joined hands and went out of Wu Yuecheng.