Chapter Eighty-Seven: Attacked and Killed

Chapter 87

Killing the dungeon, Wang Qi continued on the road.

This time, in addition to Qingniu, there is also Hua Gu with him.

"The little girl's family has been slaughtered by the snake demon, and now the snake demon is dead, and the big revenge has to be avenged, and the little woman has nothing to repay, but she is willing to follow the son and serve the son to repay the great kindness."

This is Zhang Huagu's original words, Wang Qi saw her earnestness, so he had to recognize this maid.

"Damn, Ye He won't let me go to Dingjing alone, right?" Wang Qi looked at the road and was a little worried.

"Childe, what are you thinking?" Hua Gu asked.

Wang Qi shook his head, looked at the dark clouds in the distance, and couldn't help but speed up his pace: "Go faster, lest it rain and hide without a place." ”

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Spring rains, often a little, are a few days.

Wang Qi stood under the eaves of the ruined temple, looking at the rain curtain, a little depressed.

Hua Gu lit a fire in the ruined temple and took Wang Qi's coat to bake.

Like the raindrops of broken beads and scattered jade beads, they keep falling.

Wang Qi's eyes wandered over the barren courtyard of the ruined temple and headed towards the mountains in the distance.

A sense of crisis emerged, Wang Qi narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand, beckoned Qingniu over, and then let him enter the broken temple.

Five men in black appeared on the low wall of the courtyard at some point.

Three people hold large black umbrellas, and two hold swords.

The rain hit the tight umbrella cloth with a dull dull sound.

Wang Qi didn't say a word, took out the red umbrella and red robe, stood in the courtyard, and looked at the five people coldly.

After seeing the red robe and red umbrella that symbolized their status, the five of them changed from the original posture of squatting on the low wall to standing.

"Okay, let me be a ghost." Wang Qi said lightly, "Who wants to kill me?" ”

The five of them were all black, their faces were also wrapped in black veil, and only a pair of eyes were exposed, they looked at Wang Qi, and then went down the low wall and left the courtyard.

Wang Qi groaned, turned back to the flower girl in the broken temple and said, "I'll go out, you guys are waiting for me here." ”

Without waiting for Hua Gu to answer, Wang Qi pushed open the broken wooden door of the courtyard and walked out of the courtyard.

Following the footprints left on the muddy path, Wang Qi walked slowly, carrying a wooden sword in his hand and a stack of talismans, which he put in his sleeve.

The five people didn't do it immediately, but gave Wang Qi time to prepare, or did they not choose to do it in the broken temple, just to keep it secret? Look at them all black.

At the end of the muddy path was a bamboo forest, and Wang Qi strode into the bamboo forest.

In front of the bamboo forest, a man in black with a sword looked at Wang Qi coldly.

In the rear, another sword-wielding man in black also appeared, cutting off Wang Qi's back road.

Three umbrellas, slightly turning paratroopers.

In the verdant bamboo forest, the three black umbrellas rotated rapidly, and the rainwater on the umbrella surface was thrown out, showing a crystal silk line.

"That's not right! That's the silk thread! ”

Under the red umbrella, Wang Qi narrowed his eyes.

The crystalline silk threads are connected to each other to form a large net that floats up the bamboo forest.

"Isolation formation?" Wang Qi said softly.

The sword-wielding man in front and behind moved at the same time, and two sword lights lit up in the bamboo forest.

Wang Qi's spiritual power poured into the umbrella, and then he quickly turned the handle of the umbrella.

"Dingding!" Two crunchs.

Wang Qi put away the red umbrella, the red umbrella in his left hand and the wooden sword in his right hand, his eyes were sharp.

On the front chest and back of the back, a dark red spreads out.

On the first sword, Wang Qi was injured!

The sword-wielder moved again, and the same two sword lights attacked Wang Qi at the same time.

Wang Qi snorted lightly, the red umbrella pestle was on the ground, and the wooden sword came out horizontally, heading towards the neck of the sword-wielder in front of him, but as for the one behind him, he didn't care.

The idea of wanting to exchange injuries for lives is extremely clear and obvious, but the two sword-wielding people still maintain the action of drawing their swords, and they don't care about it in the same way!

Several talismans flew out from inside Wang Qi's sleeve robe, forming a white cover to protect his back.

The sword light was sharp, and Wang Qi's wooden sword collided with the opponent's iron sword in one place.

Two powerful sword qi surged in one place, and the aftermath spread in all directions.

The surrounding bamboos were cut off by the waist and fell down in unison.

In an instant, the wooden sword couldn't withstand this powerful force, and directly turned into sawdust.

The sword light one after the other fell on Wang Qi's body again, and it was still the same wound position just now.

Wang Qi scolded angrily: "Is there something wrong with you? ”

The two sword-wielding men were unmoved, and drew their swords again.

This time, Wang Qi didn't dare to have reservations, his spiritual power boiled, forming a shield, and the talisman poured out, surging forward and back two sword-wielding people, constantly exploding.

But the sword qi of the two of them was indomitable, breaking through layers of barriers, and wanted to kill Wang Qi.

Wang Qi's face was pale, although he was reluctant in his heart, these two were too powerful, and he didn't even test the other party's cultivation.

The two sword-wielders are still like that, but what about the other three umbrella-wielders?

"My teacher, protect me!"

Wang Qi lowered his eyes and said softly the moment before the two sword lights fell on him.

Powerful power poured into Wang Qi's body, destroying the two sword lights.

Wang Qi looked up, his eyes full of white light.

He gently held the red umbrella in his hand and held it in the shape of a sword.

The two sword-wielders took two steps back, not choosing to continue with their swords.

The parachute holder turned the handle again, and the sky went dark.

Powerful coercion falls from the sky, and the will to suppress is incomparably strong.

Wang Qi, who had originally received the empowerment, felt that he was extremely powerful just now, but the next moment, the sky was dark, and the vast spiritual power in his body seemed to start to freeze, and it became difficult to function.

But fortunately, the aura of the man in black also began to decrease sharply, and it was not only himself who was suppressed.

The two sword-wielders drew their swords again.

Wang Qi lifted his umbrella like a sword, and ran wildly towards the sword-wielder in front of him.

Get out of the surrounded situation first, and then talk about killing!

Wang Qi had a clear goal, jumped high, and stabbed down with an umbrella.

The sharp breath fell towards the sword-wielder in front of him.

"My master Xu Qiang likes to use umbrellas as swords to kill people!"

Spring thunder rolled, and a bolt of lightning fell, illuminating the dark sky.

Hua Gu looked at the woman in white who appeared in the courtyard of the ruined temple, her face solemn.

The woman in white stood in the rain curtain, without holding an umbrella, but the rain was three feet away from her, and was broken by an invisible qi machine and could not fall on her.

"That's Wang Qi's green cow, who are you Wang Qi?" The woman in white asked indifferently.

"What are you looking for?" Hua Gu gritted her teeth and asked.

"If you don't want Wang Qi to die, just say where Wang Qi is." The woman in white said indifferently.

Hua Gu didn't say anything, first, she really didn't know where Wang Qi went, and second, she couldn't be sure what the woman in white wanted.

A bolt of lightning flashed again, and the woman in white turned her head and her gaze fell on the dirt path.

The footprints on the trail have long been washed away by the rain.

The woman in white turned around and left along the trail, extremely fast.

A sparkling thread mixed in the rain and attacked the woman in white who was close to the bamboo forest.

The woman in white snorted coldly, and her powerful aura spread.

The rain in the entire space was temporarily stagnant and frozen in mid-air.

The woman in white stretched out her hand, grabbed the silk thread, and pulled it hard.

A transparent cloth was torn apart with her movements, and then, in the bamboo forest, a clear sword roar sounded, and a strong smell of blood permeated.

"Is it a copy of my Qin Dynasty's cloth?" The woman in white muttered in a low voice.

Wang Qi, who was bleeding all over his body, leaned on a bamboo shoulder, gasping for breath, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes.

The two sword-wielding men were too strong, so strong that Wang Qi had desperate thoughts for the first time.

Due to the disappearance of the system, Wang Qi didn't dare to bet on whether the immortal buff given to him in the real world would have any effect, and the girl who had worshiped him didn't know if he could save himself.

Wang Qi didn't dare to bet, he gritted his teeth tightly, and wanted to stand up straight.

Indescribable tiredness enveloped Wang Qi, and along with the tiredness, there was also the threat of death.

The eyes of the two sword-wielders remained unchanged, and they drew their swords again.

"Whoa!"

The sound of broken bamboo sounded, and everyone was stunned.

Then, Wang Qi felt the suppressed spiritual power boiling rapidly, a trace of joy flashed in his eyes, and then his whole body shook violently.

Dao Dao white light poured out from under his feet, surging towards the two sword-wielding men in front of him.

The sword-wielder reacted quickly, slashing the white light with his sword one after another, and kept approaching Wang Qi.

A dark shadow flashed in front of the two sword-wielding men, their eyes flashing with surprise, and then they quickly withdrew their swords and retreated.

The woman in white lay a corpse at her feet, and another umbrella holder was also retreating, blood spilling on the grass of the bamboo forest with his retreat.

Three umbrella holders, two dead and one wounded.

Wang Qi looked at the body of the man in black who was thrown at his side, and then looked at the woman in white.

The woman in white looked coldly at the three black-clothed people who were gathered in one place, and said indifferently: "I've come here, won't you leave?" ”

The three men in black looked at each other and did not speak.

The one holding the umbrella put it away and gently pressed his hands on each of the two sword-wielding men.

The breath of the sword-wielder rose to the top, but the umbrella-wielding man lost his breath and fell to the ground.

"It's bound to happen, then?" The woman in white squinted and said.

Wang Qi looked at the fallen umbrella man in astonishment, his eyes flashed with surprise, when did he provoke such a ruthless character, desperately willing to commit suicide, but also in exchange for his companions to kill him?

And who is this woman in white?

The woman in white lifted the hem of her robe and stood on her fist.

Two sword-wielding swordsmen rushed out, and the tyrannical sword aura surged.

Wang Qi squinted.

The wind rose suddenly in the bamboo forest, carrying bamboo leaves and rain, and poured back into the sky.

The woman in white threw a punch, smashing the tyrannical sword qi, and then her figure blurred, appearing behind a sword-wielding man, and clapping her palms on the opponent's temples.

The sword-wielding man's head, like a watermelon, was easily smashed.

The remaining sword-wielding man had an even stronger aura, and he had already turned into a rainbow light, rushing in front of Wang Qi.

Wang Qi let out a loud shout, and his spiritual power boiled wildly, resisting the sudden ray of white light in front of him.

"Boom!"

In Wang Qi's eyes, he was dazzled by the white light, and he couldn't see anything, only feeling that his body was light.

"Yourself, are you going to die?" Wang Qi felt that something in his body was withdrawn, and his body was fluttering.

"Bang!"

Wang Qi fell heavily into the mud and opened his eyes, full of horror.

Yourself, not dead?

He looked ahead, and the woman in white stood steadily, a red that fell from the sleeves of the woman's clothes.

Wang Qi got up, looked at the woman, and said softly: "Thank you for the life-saving grace of your predecessors, dare to ask your seniors' names?" ”

The woman kicked the corpse away at her feet and glanced at Wang Qi lightly: "Someone has paved a smooth avenue for you, if you want to thank him, thank him." ”

"Who?" Wang Qi was stunned.

The woman didn't speak, but tore off a corner of her dress, wrapped her right arm, and turned away.

Wang Qi stood in place, his expression was a little dazed, he looked at the corpse on the ground, and then looked at the direction the woman left, and his heart sank.

Ye He said that he would pave the way for himself.

What the woman in white said was very pertinent, and it was obvious that she was here because of Ye He.

So, what about Ye He? Why didn't he come in person?

Also, who are these people? Why are you so crazy about killing yourself?

Countless chaotic thoughts flashed through his mind, and then Wang Qi fell to the ground unsupportively.

Before he was unconscious, he saw Hua Gu running towards him nervously.