"That's amazing!"

Li Ducian stood in the middle of the street, looking at the umbrella in the rain and the people under the umbrella.

It's a killing array.

These people include three religions and nine streams, and their methods must be strange, even if they are masters who have been famous for a long time in the rivers and lakes, I am afraid that ten will have to die, and the dark knife under the umbrella alone is enough to make a person die dozens of times in an instant.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the roofs on either side of the long street.

Even more unable to escape, now the two ends of the long street have been trapped, under the siege, most people think of fleeing and evacuating, but in the dark, there will be no killing machine, really want to take off and jump, once the feet are off the ground, what is ushered in is only afraid of a storm-like hidden weapon, Li Ducian can still remember the body of the knife twelve.

However, he didn't want to escape.

Now that the Demon Sect Leader is about to break through, there must be a big move on the side of the Blue Dragon Society, and Shangguan Xiaoxian will naturally not be left behind, and there must be a plan.

If he wants to make a difference in this turmoil and catastrophe, it is essential to show some of his strength; Otherwise, if you don't go up or down, you will not be able to play a pivotal role, and you will not be able to control the power and power, and you will always be between several forces, which will be too constrained.

It's time to turn reactive into proactive and think about making your own decisions.

Moreover, when necessary, whether it is the white or the underworld, or the evil and the outside, it takes some prestige to gain a firm foothold, and prestige comes from strength, and it can save a lot of trouble.

As for Xie Longteng actually using the people of the "Green Dragon Society" to deal with him, Li Ducian couldn't ask for it; Now Murong Ying is suspicious of him and has no trust in him, and he is just using the lives of these people to dispel the other party's concerns. On the side of the "Blue Dragon Society", although he is the "Seven Dragon Head", his identity is rarely known, except for the "Great Dragon Head" and the Sun family heir, the only person who may know is Shangguan Xiaoxian.

Because Lu Di and Donghai Yuxiao are the identities of the Demon Sect Heavenly King, only Shangguan Xiaoxian knows.

Even if there are a few remaining dragon heads, if you don't know his agreement with the "big dragon head" in advance, I'm afraid it will be difficult to guess his identity.

What can the two dead people's heads say, the life and death behind these masks, come and go, change and change, true or false, who dares to easily judge.

However, Shangguan Xiaoxian may be able to.

But if she wants to know all this, she still needs a premise, that is, she secretly teamed up with a certain dragon head, and from his mouth, she gained insight into the details of the several dragon heads of the "Blue Dragon Society".

If this is the case, it is definitely not difficult to guess with his extraordinary scheming.

Perhaps, already known.

In the scene on the painting boat, Li Ducian definitely has reason to believe that this Second Young Master Xie has secretly colluded with this new "Money Gang" leader.

He frowned suddenly, as if he had thought of some crucial detail.

"No, the two have joined forces."

A gleam flashed in Li Ducian's eyes, and all the thoughts in his mind were instantly clear. Since Xie Longteng was hiding and revealing others, he was deliberately taken away by Murong Ying; Shangguan Xiaoxian disguised himself on the ship again and secretly ambushed him......

"Hehe," Thinking of this, Li Ducian smiled lightly, these two people clearly wanted to wait for an opportunity to kill Murong Ying, but unfortunately it was not a coincidence that he suddenly disrupted the plan, "Things seem to have become interesting." ”

He had to be full of admiration for this Second Young Master Xie, he was really ambitious; looks cowardly on the outside, but in fact, he is not only one of the seven dragon leaders of the "Green Dragon Society", but also colludes with the "Money Gang", and now he is luring wolves into the room, is he trying to destroy the "Divine Sword Villa", and fight with Xie Xiaofeng's brothers in the same room?

Nine times out of ten, you can't go wrong.

Just imagine, a young master who has been despised and has become an outcast in the clan and has no status, now he has been hiding for many years, his wings are growing, and he is in power, how can he not look back to settle accounts with those who have bullied him, I am afraid that he has hated countless days and nights, and he gritted his teeth with hatred.

The wind and rain were blowing, and Li Ducicada finally moved.

He held the knife in his hand, did not retreat under his feet, stepped on the stone slab in the rain, and took a light step to meet it.

As for why the two of them are connected, it's not difficult to think, don't forget that the master of the double sword in the crypt is also from the Xie clan, and may even be Xie Longteng's person, and there may be some kind of unknown relationship between them.

Thinking about everything, Li Ducian also had to sigh: "This river and lake is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!" ”

After walking for a short time, he stopped, paused, and landed, and three steps away in front of him were those killers who held umbrellas and did not say a word.

And between the top of the cyan paper umbrella, Li Ducian suddenly noticed that a somewhat special figure was standing calmly in the back position, holding a white paper umbrella in his hand, wrapped in a green robe with a wide collar, covering his feet and hiding his neck, even his hands were not exposed, and even his face was hidden.

But under the umbrella, Li Ducian could already feel a pair of poisonous snake-like venomous eyes staring straight at him.

"Kill!"

Gentle words, simple commands, in an instant, have already shown a monstrous killing power.

The people rushed towards him like a crowd of people, like a tide; In the shadows under the umbrella, a short sword, a cold knife, and all kinds of strange weapons have been quietly dissipating cold light.

The smoke and rain are silky, and the cold wind is as old as ever.

There were so many people, except for the faint sound of footsteps on the street, there was no other movement.

After saying this, the man turned around and left without looking back, leaving only a back of Li Ducian that was fading away.

Li Ducian grinned, and his originally tall figure suddenly became short, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

But in the next moment, a green shadow flew up from the ground in the flow of people, like a spiritual snake with its head raised, suddenly going up, and then whirling in the air, the light and shadow dragged around, and immediately saw a fierce and fast knife light appear in the smoke and rain, as if a round of green moon was transformed.

The sword light was exhausted, and it was horizontal in the air, and the blood on the blade of the knife was like a pour.

In the exclamation, but seeing that within three steps of Li Ducicada's body, a paper umbrella broke at the waist and turned up with the wind, and the people holding the umbrella below were dumbfounded, their faces were shocked, their lips moved, and then they held the broken umbrella handle with one hand, choked their throat with the other, and the blood between their fingers soared, and they fell to the ground.

After a pause of only half a moment, the killers who were originally frightened and moved pounced again, and the killing machine was even more direct, and the sword light and sword shadow all turned from darkness to light, and they were extremely menacing, and they couldn't hide it.

In an instant, there were swords in all directions, killing machines in the sky and on the ground, and the aura of slaughter filled the long street, making people's skin shiver and creepy.

Li Ducian's face was cold and pale, and the anger in his eyes soared, in the face of this inevitable death situation that could not be avoided and could not be avoided, he took a deep breath, his back shrugged, his clothes swelled, and he actually bent down with his back up, facing the sword.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

I don't want to be under the sword, not the scene of skin and flesh blooming and flesh flying, but the sound of gold and iron fighting.

This is naturally not Li Ducian's kung fu, but the golden silk armor.

As soon as the edge was avoided, Li Ducicada pulled his long knife, and when the green mang trembled, everyone around him either fell back with their wrists covered, or fell to the ground with their throats, and the blood sprayed like mist, mixed with smoke and rain, floating between heaven and earth, dyeing his white Confucian robe with pieces of dark red traces, like a fire cloud before the remnant sun was about to fall.

But the sword was not finished, and a heavy blow suddenly struck him from the back of the heart, and there were more grappling, fists and feet, and deadly short soldiers; Emei stabbed him down, a soft whip rolled his right wrist, a long stick slashed his head, an iron cone smashed his heart, and a sword stabbed his neck.

"Huh?"

Li Ducian suddenly found that there were a few familiar faces among them.

It was actually the people in front of the "Leng Xiangyuan" in the Battle of Chang'an, the eighth master of Wei, the "iron awl" Han Zhen, and Ximen Thirteen, as well as several other swordsmen with names and surnames.

These masters who are famous and famous have all become members of the "Blue Dragon Society".

Several people looked gloomy, the corners of their mouths twitched, revealing a mocking and happy smile, and the weapons in their hands added three points of strength, which was fierce and compelling.

"Ahh

Li Duciao's eyes opened sharply, and as soon as he raised his hand, the tip of the knife was as fast as lightning into Ximen Thirteen's throat, and when he opened his mouth, there was a sharp roar that pierced the clouds and shook people's eardrums.

The whistle came out like a ghost crying and howling, and the strong wind swept through, and the hat on his head had flown up, and his long hair was all rolling wildly in the wind and rain, and his whole body was full of evil energy, and his eyes seemed to turn into two rising ghost fires.

Everyone in close proximity was like a slap in the face, their breath was suffocated, and their hearts were dazzled, but they didn't have time to react, and there were already claws in front of them.

Wait until the whistling dissipates, but see Li Ducicada's expressionless face, standing with a pestle, raising one hand, the palm of his hand is still twitching and wriggling, five fingers and one clench, bursting in the air.

And several people beside him, with empty chests, fell to the ground and died.