"Peacock Feather?"

"That's Peacock Feather!"

……

With the golden light falling into the eyes, the sword light and sword shadows, the open guns and hidden arrows, in an instant, collided in the night with the most tragic and thrilling music in the world.

The inn that was originally silent turned into a Shura purgatory in an instant, fighting on all sides, and countless figures and rabbits flocked to the second floor, squeezing towards the room where Li Ducian was.

Swords and swords collide, blood and flesh are intertwined, fresh lives dissipate in a blink of an eye, and corpses are like mowing grass, buried one after another in the blood-colored vortex of fame and fortune.

And the last person, Du Lei, has long been like ashes, like falling into an ice cave.

He looked at Li Ducian lying among the corpses, and met the eyes that should have been blind.

These eyes were dark and deep, as if they could not see any brilliance, but Durey saw a hint of mockery and contempt in them, as if looking down on all living beings from a high place, and even a faint strange smile and a sigh of pity.

"You ......"

Du Lei really wanted to yell, shouting out Li Duciao's name, shouting out that the other party was pretending to be dead, and that "Peacock Feather" must be fake.

This man must have been waiting for them to do it for a long time, waiting for this moment.

But there was no chance.

Because the killing machine is overwhelming like a tide, he has to survive first before he is qualified to fight Li Ducian again.

And Du Lei didn't understand very much, Li Ducian obviously didn't wear gold silk armor, and in the battle with Lu Fengxian on Changjie last night, this person also took off his black robe, revealing his body full of scars.

They also saw it clearly in secret, especially clearly, especially for a day and a night, Li Ducian never undressed or slept at all, and he never had a chance to change into a golden silk armor.

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that if you want to kill the "ghost son", you must first break the "golden silk armor".

This treasure armor that shook the rivers and lakes was invulnerable, and it was difficult for water and fire to invade, and if they wanted to do it, they naturally had to make sure that it was foolproof.

At this time, Du Lei suddenly understood, and his whole heart was trembling, last night's battle, Li Ducian did it on purpose.

And what about the Golden Silk Armor?

Li Ducian was lying on the ground, her eyes watching all this very calmly.

He's fine, how can he be okay.

He also understood why these people were frightened before they died.

Because these people are all the masters of the Central Plains who were encircled by the Great Elder of the Demon Sect, including Gongsun Tu and Du Lei.

It's a pity that he doesn't trust and never believes.

Man, since he is flesh and blood, he will always die by slashing with a sword.

So as long as a little flaw is deliberately exposed, those who want to kill him are bound to be tempted.

Li Ducian didn't even sleep all night and never undressed, and all this naturally fell into the eyes of these people, giving the other party reason to believe that he would definitely be able to kill him.

Sure enough, it was still done.

"Da Sou Shen Hand" He also gave it to Shangguan Xiaoxian, but he never took off the golden silk armor, and it was always on his body, and he had already sewn it together with the black robe.

Li Ducian didn't move, just lay quietly, watching the bloody battle in front of him, watching these people fight for their lives for that fake Peacock Feather.

It seems that the rivers and lakes have completely fallen into madness.

Pools of blood flowed, corpses nearly filled the hallways, and the spacious rooms became crowded, and everyone who walked into the inn was in and out.

Little by little as time passes.

The killing sound upstairs and downstairs faded away.

Xu is half a cup of tea, a cup of tea, half an hour, smelling the strong smell of blood, Li Ducian stood up again.

When he got up, he shook his body and took a wrong step, and he had combined the body steps of "colorless and phaseless, a thousand illusions and fragrances" together, and fell lightly between the corpses, like a black butterfly flying up and down, elegant and vulgar with the treacherous of ghosts and evil skills, walking like a leisurely stroll, swept out of the guest room, and swept into the corridor.

Then, Li Ducian stopped.

Among the corpses on the ground, a man in black was covered in blood, panting heavily, holding a good knife embedded with gems in his hand.

This person's eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, his eyes were scarlet, his face was cold, his clothes were tattered, and his whole body exuded an unusual sharp and murderous aura.

This is the "one-knife thunder" of Dorey.

Seeing Li Dui, Du Lei's murderous aura like a broken candle suddenly soared, his eyes were wide like a vicious tiger, and he vaguely emitted a dazzling red glow.

Li Ducian glanced at the end of the corridor and saw that the last door was intact and there was no trace of fighting, so he smiled at Du Lei and said, "Give you a chance, get out!" ”

The big war was imminent, and he didn't want to waste even the slightest bit of energy on this person.

Du Lei choked out a few mouthfuls of backlash, and suddenly turned into the guest room on the other side, and had already retreated.

Li Ducian no longer hesitated, jumped forward, and immediately flew across the corridor, and flew down the wooden ladder like a wind.

Under the bright moonlight, I saw corpses that had fallen to the ground inside and out.

In the backyard, a few residual lights are still on.

Ye Kai and Fu Hongxue are gone, but several others are still in a stalemate.

One of them, with a tall long face, dressed in an apricot yellow shirt, with a black whip in his hand, cold eyes drooping slightly, more than half a hundred years old, and slightly white sideburns, was the "snake whip" Ximen Rou.

Beside him, there were two swordsmen holding swords, their bodies were red, their eyes were cold, but there was still a trace of lingering palpitations on their faces, as well as rising pride.

To be able to walk from upstairs to downstairs and from the hall to the backyard alive requires not only strong strength, but also great luck.

And the two of them are undoubtedly both, as long as they don't die today, they are destined to be famous all over the world.

Confronted by them were Yan Nanfei and the green-clothed maid pretending to be the "Erlong Head" beside him, along with the holder of the "Overlord Gun", and Du Lei, who happened to jump from the upper floor.

In addition, on the stone steps on the side, Shangguan Xian'er shrunk on the ground, her hair was scattered, her cheeks were stained with blood, and the clothes on her right shoulder were torn, revealing a smooth and delicate shoulder, white like a jade carving, and like a snow-white dough pinched.

This person shrank under the lamp, surrounded by a pair of cold eyes, like a lamb surrounded by wolves, weak and delicate to the extreme, Chu Chu's pitiful eyes hid both panic and fear, but also hostility towards these people, and a trace of shyness.

She carefully straightened her purple clothes, trying to cover her exposed snow shoulders, bent her knees, her delicate body was still trembling, and her eyes were filled with tears.

The people on both sides of the confrontation looked at her, never approaching, Guy Shangguan Xian'er held a scimitar in his right hand, the blade was against his white jade neck, thinking that he was too nervous, and the tip of the knife was already oozing bright red blood.

Shangguan Xian'er said in a trembling voice: "You ...... Don't push me. ”

Yan Nanfei said very pitifully: "Okay, let's not go over, hand over the Peacock Feather, I will not only let you go, but also keep you alive." ”

"Second Miss," one of the two swordsmen suddenly said indifferently, "don't make trouble, the helper is still waiting for you to go back, come with us." ”

Shangguan Xian'er's body trembled, and the tip of the knife trembled, and a wisp of blood immediately flowed down her neck, and the eyes of several people who looked at it changed suddenly.

"Okay, we're not going to force you."

"Be careful, that knife is very sharp."

……

"Hahaha!"

A burst of laughter suddenly floated from the hall, and everyone felt that the lights in the four corners trembled, and a wisp of yin wind swept by, and there was one more person in the backyard.

Li Ducian carried a sword at his waist, put his hands on his sleeves, and greeted Shangguan Xian'er with a smile: "Don't be afraid, brother-in-law is here, you might as well come with me, and you will eat and drink spicy food." ”

"Let's go?" Yan Nanfei sneered, "You better take care of yourself first." ”

Li Dui's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze swept over a few people, but when he looked at Du Lei, not only did he not see the coldness on his face, but his gaze stayed for a short time.

But no matter how subtle it is, it can be seen very clearly at this moment.

And such a move will make a big difference in the eyes of others.

There were countless dead and wounded upstairs, since Li Ducian was alive, how could Du Lei still survive.

With just this small movement, Du Lei's face first stiffened, and then Tie Qing, and the blue tendons in his forehead were already bursting, especially when he found that Yan Nanfei tightened the rose sword in his hand, and the qi machine was secretly pointed at him, and the hot blood in every vein of his body seemed to be cool.

Du Lei's eyes struggled for a moment, his lips moved, and he opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly sighed as if he was resigned to his fate, and looked at Li Ducian with a very wonderful and complicated expression: "Is it too late for me to regret it now?" ”

Li Duciao's eyes flickered, and he pursed his lips and smiled: "I just said that I would let you go, but you want to come back and join in the fun." Fortunately, I am a broad-minded person, rest assured, as long as you stand by my side now, I can treat what happened before as if it never happened, and I can even reuse you, and I will never break my word. ”

Du Lei took a deep breath and walked to Li Duciao's side in Yan Nanfei's cold eyes.

Li Ducian drew his sword.

"Going around and around, it's our three-way decisive battle again."

(End of chapter)