Chapter 220: From Hell

The fireworks are easy to cold, and after a moment of brilliance, this piece of heaven welcomes back to the previous dull and dead silence.

And the strong enthusiasm of this heaven and earth, after being ignited, will not be easily extinguished.

On the ground, the flowers and trees burned more and more fiercely and crackled under the scorching fireworks.

On the ground, the wails of the disabled and the exclamations before the dying are one after another, and it is difficult to hear them.

On the ground, swords, guns, hammers, and blades of different shapes collide with hot blood, and you live and die, sonorous.

The fire burns, and the mourning sounds.

They want to guard morality and righteousness for love.

They fight against fate for the sake of profit.

Then the swords faced each other, and they never stopped.

Right and wrong, the rest speak, and the winner speaks.

Over there, Aban and Xie Yongchang were compatible with fire and water, went deep into the enemy formation, and killed the wind and water.

Here, the water is like a mirror and like a green lotus in a pool of turbid water, out of the mud without staining, sweeping the array and killing the enemy like entering a no-man's land.

If it is said that the characteristics of Emei swordsmanship are rigid, soft, brittle, fast and clever, the water is like a mirror Emei swordsmanship is rough and rough, only rigid and fast.

Is it the swordsmanship of water like a mirror, the softness of avoiding the weight and the lightness, the neatness of hitting the key point directly, and the ingenuity of four or two thousand catties?

No, if you look closely, you can find that it is the water that is like a mirror out of the sword too fast and too violent, so that the softness, brittleness, and ingenuity in the swordsmanship are covered by the brilliance of fierceness and swiftness.

The silent illustration of a corpse lying at his feet, bleeding from the socket of the heart, or bleeding from the neck, or the center of the eyebrows.

Looking at the side again, the asakusa bent down under the wind, and the rising flames spread in the direction of the wind, and the Yinshamen gang was beaten by the offensive of a gust of wind, and they cried bitterly.

Li Zixuan and Meat Moth, the two Shaolin lay disciples have the same exercises and the same number of paths, dancing with double sticks, forming a fierce wind to retreat the magic stick array, and stirring up another storm in the enemy formation.

Listen to the rain pavilion of the butterfly foot step by step flowers, there will be a door, a door, a door of rest for their own blessing of the spirit, an inch outside the door will be injured, the door of death, the door of shock, the enemy to disturb the enemy and hurt the enemy.

The colorful Vientiane under the feet sets off the reverse butterfly like a fairy in the flowers, dancing in the flowers, and taking the enemy's life in the intoxication.

Or because of the character, the exercises and moves of the reverse butterfly can be said to be very different from the butterfly love.

Love butterflies are so quiet, she is alone, she is so withdrawn that she is even a little autistic.

Her exercises must be the internal strength of the gold system, only advancing and not retreating, and she is unstoppable.

Its moves tend to be fast, accurate, and ruthless with daggers, and the offensive is like a storm, but all of them seek to defeat the enemy with one move.

She is hospitable and approachable.

Her exercises are the Wood Heart Method, so it is possible to maintain the casting of four or five formations at the same time.

Its move is the elegance and agility of the double thorns, first with dazzling move changes, chaotic enemy judgment, and then waiting for the enemy.

Reverse Butterfly happened to be not far from Jiang Yichen, her actions, Jiang Yichen was completely in full view, even if he had been in contact with the two sisters, he couldn't help but wonder, could it be that his judgment was wrong?

If you want to find the most eye-catching focus from the fight of these hundreds of people, it must be Long Yanling, the deputy owner of Yiyun Villa.

Long Yanling held a golden spear in his hand, and took the lead in stopping the two Silver Demon Sect Masters, with one enemy and two, still taking the enemy's life with a tough attitude.

The momentum is like a rainbow for a while, and one person goes straight through the dense place of the enemy's formation, killing wide open and closing, and there is a posture of one hundred.

At this moment, no one would think that the three words "Long Yanling" are synonymous with low-key.

Unlike the crowd of people, who were either enthusiastic and arrogant, or dazzling, Liu Mengji and the Netherworld duo seemed silent in the meantime, but where the two of them passed, there were not many enemy corpses left behind.

Liu Mengji's moon-folding knife technique focuses on skill, and if he breaks the enemy with skill, he will inevitably force the enemy into danger with the knife, so that he will be forced to reveal his flaws.

The moment the flaw appears, it is the moment of his death.

Because, on Liu Mengji's back is a killer, as long as the opportunity appears, the ghost will be sad in an instant, and he will never miss it.

The two of them were like poisonous snakes hiding in the greenery, marching silently and killing silently.

As for Jiang Yichen, who was guarding Murong Chengfeng's side, he was not under too much pressure.

The Yinshamen gang of threes and twos, he is easy to deal with.

Yiyun Villa obviously will not miss the protection of Murong Chengfeng, if there are groups of enemies attacking, Li Ranran and the two-winged sisters and brothers will immediately appear on Jiang Yichen's side and work together to retreat the enemy.

Yes, Jiang Yichen couldn't help but have more leisure to observe the enemy's situation.

At present, although the number of people in the Silver Evil Gate is numerous, but their own troops are elite, and many people can be outnumbered, but with a stick of incense, the enemy has nearly 100 people lying in a pool of blood, and there are only one or two casualties on their side, and they have the upper hand in the battle for a while.

However, there are hidden worries under the grand scene, there are no strong opponents fighting against them, none of the thirteen prestigious altar masters of the Silver Sect has not appeared, and the two great protectors of the Molong and Youfeng who have been in place have not yet made a move, what are they waiting for?

At the same time, a mile away, five men in flying fish suits also had the same questions as Jiang Yichen.

As the head of the five, he really couldn't look at Yin Yang, who was famous, and couldn't bear to look at Xiao Yincai, who didn't say a word to the side, asked: "Obviously the victory is already in hand, why didn't the master of the Xiao Sect send out all the masters of your gang, fight quickly, and take down these fleas in one fell swoop, but let these loyal men give their lives in vain?"

Xiao Yincai's lips opened slightly, his teeth were slightly exposed, the edge of his mouth was slightly raised, and he smiled, smiling as if the moon appeared in the night sky, naturally, irresistibly comfortable.

Yin Yang didn't dare to look at his smile anymore, put aside his gaze, and continued to look at the battle situation in front of him.

Xiao Yincai said: "Xiao also has questions, please Yin Qianhu to solve your doubts." ”

Yin Yang was puzzled: "Oh?"

Xiao Yincai said: "One or two gold ingots, dozens of broken silver weighing ten taels, are the two equivalent?"

Yin Yang said without thinking: "Nature is equivalent. ”

Xiao Yincai said: "If you can only take one of them, what choice will the Thousand Households adults make?"

Yin Yang hesitated for a moment and said, "If you want to make a choice, you must have a prerequisite. For example, if you want to spread or inquire about the news, you will naturally choose broken silver, so that you can mobilize more people to do things, and if you want to buy valuables, that ingot of gold is more convenient. ”

Xiao Yincai shook his head and said, "Xiao is talking about any situation. ”

Yin Yang said: "This is really a difficult choice. ”

Xiao Yincai said: "It seems that the adults of the thousand households rarely call the silver two on the rivers and lakes. ”

If before, with Yin Yang's temper, he would have to respond to Xiao Yincai's words with cynicism or even pretend to conflict, but after this half-day of contact, Yin Yang could actually listen to his explanation.

"Heh, I would like to hear the high opinion of the Lord of Xiaomen. ”

"You must know that on the rivers and lakes, there are all kinds of business, some people sell news, and some people take the work of spreading news, if Xiao wants to call two silver to inquire about the news, he will choose to use a gold ingot to buy the news directly, if you want to walk the news, you will give this ingot of gold to someone who has the ability to spread the news. ”

"According to the meaning of the master of Xiaomen, this ingot of gold is not equivalent to more than 100 pieces of silver?"

"It's never the same. A piece of gold, in addition to being shiny and easy to carry, can play a faster and more efficient role in the same thing than more than a hundred broken silver.

Seeing that the money is open, it depends on whether the silver two are enough to be weighty, and the weight is heavy enough, so that the ghost can push it faster.

Therefore, the value of these two pieces of gold is far higher than that of ten taels of silver. ”

Yin Yang was silent, his eyes couldn't help but glance at Xiao Yincai, who was quietly staring ahead, he secretly decided in his heart that he would never offend this person easily until he had to.

Does this person seem to belong to the world, or is he from hell?

Not bad, hell without emotions!

Xiao Yincai really sees everything too thoroughly, so that everything is a "thing" in his eyes, but there is no "love".

Those who were desperately working a mile away were nothing more than broken silver in Xiao Yincai's eyes, useful, but their lives were like mustard, and they were used to wear down the enemy's sharpness.

And those altar masters, Dharma protectors, etc. are the gold in his pocket, and they can be cherished by him a little, and when the "silver" wears out the opponent, he will summon these "gold" and crush the other party without any suspense!