I was crying at night in the orchid room of the night fragrance in Chunfeng Tower, and I was sleeping in a daze, when I felt a person come out from under the bed and take away his Demon Lord Giant Sword. The Demon Monarch Sword was simply like the life of the Night Cry, and the Night Cry was suddenly awakened, and he sat up and shouted, "Who? Who took Lao Tzu's Demon Monarch Sword?"

The one who came out from under the bed to steal the sword, was frightened by the roar of the night cry like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and hit his head on the table in the room, screaming miserably, and shouting headlessly, "Boss, exposed, do it quickly!" got up and smashed the door panel, and escaped from the orchid room of the Oiran Night Fragrance with the Demon Monarch's sword, and ran away.

As soon as Night Cry heard this, he knew that it was not good, and in a hurry, he reached out and grabbed the quilt on the bed, and when he was lucky, he picked it up, and he blocked in front of him, and even the crossbow from the window shot at the bed, shooting the quilt in Night Cry's hand like a hedgehog! Although Night Cry was not injured, he was also frightened, and when he looked back, it was terrible! Oiran Yalaika, who was sleeping next to her, was hit by three crossbow arrows in her chest, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding and she was out of breath!

As soon as the crossbow outside the window stopped, Night Cry grabbed a robe and put it on his body, did not go out of the door, and hit out directly from the window, and a black-clothed masked man with a repeater outside the window was about to leave, but was hit by the night cry that came out and broke his tendons, vomited blood, and died on the spot. Night Cry looked around the courtyard, and the seven masked men had already carried their crossbows behind them, holding bright steel knives in their hands to surround him.

Night Evening was killed, the Demon King's sword was stolen, Night Cry was so angry that the muscles on his face were distorted, and Night Cry saw that these people were not in a hurry to do anything, so he re-tied the robe on his body to cover his shame. Night Cry twisted his neck, and asked in a very flat tone: "Say, who are you?"

The masked man on the far left shouted, "Do it!" The seven knives flashed with cold light, and they slashed together into the night. The night cry was full of might, shouted angrily, grabbed the steel knife of the black-clothed masked man on the far right in his hand, and twisted it into a steel twist. Night Cry laughed and threw the steel twist in his hand, and at the same time, his body lay down sharply, and his feet kicked the ground, crashing into the second black-clothed masked man on the right on the ground.

At the same time that the first black-clothed masked man on the right side was hit through the chest cavity by the steel twist, Night Cry had already broken the legs of the second masked man on the right, snatched the steel knife from his hand, and stood up suddenly. The knife in his hand swept through the qi machine, and the steel knives in the hands of the other five black-clothed masked people were cut off, and the same knife, in the hands of different people, showed completely different powers.

The five black-clothed masked men were extremely shocked, holding half of the knife, and took a step back together, their movements surprisingly consistent. The sword formation composed of seven people was enough to trap a master of the first-grade martial arts realm, but in one round, two people were killed by Night Cry, and the other five people looked at each other and nodded, holding half a knife and surrounding each other again. It seems that these people are all dead soldiers, and they have no intention of leaving alive.

Night Cry laughed, "Okay! Since you want to die, Lao Tzu will fulfill you! You seven ghosts are companions together, and you will not be alone on the Huangquan Road!" At the same time as Night Cry pounced, the five black-clothed masked men also shouted loudly and pounced, five broken knives and one intact knife staggered in the air, under the shining light of the knife, five arms fell to the ground, blood sprayed wildly, and the miserable screams of the five people rang out.

No one expected that the black Demon Lord Giant Sword would strike at this moment, stabbing at the back of the night crying heart. The timing of this sword was extremely accurate, just as Night Cry cut off five arms with a single sword, and the person fell in mid-air, just as he was about to breathe. The moment Night Cry's feet landed, the tip of the sword had already reached the back of Night Cry's heart, and Night Cry took advantage of the falling momentum to flash forward by more than a foot, which was already the limit of what Night Cry could do.

The Demon Lord's sword pierced through the robe of Night Cry, stabbed an inch into the back of the heart, blood burst out, Night Cry was silent, and while swooping forward again, the steel knife in his hand danced out a few sword flowers behind him, and took a few swords that were enough to kill.

Night Cry turned around, endured the pain in his heart, and asked the masked man holding the Demon Monarch Sword in front of him with a calm face, "Which of my senior brothers are you, Bai Zhao? or Lu Zhongkui?" If it weren't for Night Cry's extreme familiarity with the Demon Lord's swordsmanship, he would have been stabbed through a few big holes just now.

The masked man holding the Demon Lord's giant sword sneered, "Night Cry, your skills are really good! I gave up seven lives and couldn't kill you! It's not bad, I don't forget my roots, and I still know the names of the two senior brothers! Who am I, it's inconvenient to tell you, but you must die today!"

After crying at night, his heart was dripping with blood, but his face was full of smiles, and he asked tentatively: "Then before I die, you have to tell me, who is going to kill me, right?

The masked man snorted, "Night cry, I know you're stalling for time and waiting for reinforcements, I might as well tell you that you're going to die! Even if I can't kill you tonight, the assassins will be with you in the future! Don't you know who you've provoked? Why pretend to be innocent! There are some things that you should have thought of before you did it!"

Night Cry narrowed his eyes and said in an indifferent tone, "Oh, it turns out that you are the killer of the National Teacher's Mansion!" Although I don't know if your surname is Bai or Lu, it doesn't make a difference, both of you have to die anyway!" The Demon Lord's greatsword moved in the masked man's hand, but he couldn't get out of it.

The masked man laughed dryly, and sneered: "Night cry, you still die this heart! You are a disciple of the Demon Gate, aren't I? You can summon a giant sword, can't I? You can use the Demon Monarch Sword Technique, won't I? If you will, I will, why should you defeat me?"

Night Cry didn't look at it, kicked a man with only one arm left, and grabbed a broken knife to try to sneak attack his Meng

The masked man, the masked man was already at the end of the crossbow, and he held the last blow, and was kicked away by Night Cry when he missed the blow, and directly hit the courtyard wall in the backyard of the Qinglou, tilted his head, and died on the spot.

Night Cry also sneered: "It's funny! You just want me to distract me and let people sneak up on me, which can only show that you don't have absolute confidence to defeat me, otherwise you would have made a move, right?

The masked man obviously hesitated, and at the moment he hesitated, several broken knives on the ground suddenly jumped up and stabbed at the masked man together, and the demon lord giant sword in the masked man's hand swung wildly, trying to shoot down these broken knives, and at that moment, the night cried and pounced on the masked man with lightning speed, to snatch the demon lord sword in his hand.

The masked man retreated backwards, dodging the empty hand of the night crying sword, but he was hit by a black fist in the chest, and at the same time as the masked man was punched, his left palm also hit the night crying in the chest. Both of them spurted blood wildly and crashed out. The masked man crashed through the brick wall behind him, leaving a large hole in the wall in the shape of a human. Seeing that he could no longer do it, the masked man rushed out of the house, jumped onto the roof with a light effort, and swept away with his chest clutched.

Night Cry was full of resentment after losing the Demon Lord's Greatsword, but he could only stand on the ground to breathe and heal his wounds, and he didn't dare to move. A moment later, more than a dozen Chunfenglou thugs with knives rushed over, but they only saw dead bodies on the ground, standing there motionless at night, covered in blood. A knife-wielding thug leader in Tsing Yi rushed to Ye Wai and asked with concern, "Uncle Ye, are you okay?"

Night Cry punched the thug in Tsing Yi in the chest, knocking the thug out, Night Cry said coldly: "A bunch of waste! Get out!" The thug's little boss fell to the side with a knife, struggled to get up from the ground, limped away with his subordinates, walked more than a dozen steps away, looked back at Night Cry hatefully, Night Cry didn't look back, and asked coldly: "What do you see? Do you want to die?"

The leader of the thugs in green clothes did not dare to say anything, and led his thugs out of the backyard before muttering: "Since you are so awesome, don't get hurt! You haven't been beaten into a dog yet! Damn, bully the soft and afraid of the hard!" As soon as the words fell, someone smashed his head into the neck with a punch, and more than a dozen thugs did not dare to say anything in fright, but only trembled there.

Night Cry scolded angrily: "Lao Tzu looks down on people like you who are chattering behind your back the most, there is a kind of you saying it to your face!" Night Cry walked out of the backyard with difficulty, wheezing, and the wound on his back was still dripping blood.

Zhu Juxian and Ye Qinghe had already been poured to the ground with medicinal wine, and the two scholars surnamed Song and He who had invited Zhu Juxian to listen to the music and drink were nowhere to be found, and even the new Oiran Lou Feng didn't know where to go.

Ye Cry grinned, his smile was very bitter, and he said to himself: "Lao Tzu wanted to fish but was caught, he really lost his wife and lost his soldiers! What is the origin of these people? Are they really from the National Teacher's Mansion? Doesn't it mean that the shadow guards of the National Teacher's Mansion are very strong?"

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