Ye Zhiqiu's sword passed through the chest cavity of one of the killers, and then it was immediately pulled out, and bright red blood flowed like water from the rusty scabbard.

His eyes were already a little scarlet, and the hand holding the sword began to feel a little numb, and at this moment he understood that these killers were just here to send them to death, and the other party wanted to use the lives of these people to slow down his movements, and then strike again.

Ye Zhiqiu Zhan finally understood that the other party seemed to be deliberately avoiding him and Xiaolai's whole body, which showed that they didn't want their own lives, but wanted to be captured alive.

But why, he still can't figure this out.

He didn't have much time to think, because he felt that his hands had trembled slightly, he had always held the sword in one hand and protected Xiaolai with the other, and it didn't cause him to be sluggish, but after a long time, many problems naturally appeared.

More than half of the forty-odd killers have fallen, and the rest are still swarming up.

The enemy was rushed by someone with a sword, so he could not stop.

Blood stained the robe, but there was no blood on Xiaolai's body, which was not easy, but Ye Zhiqiu deliberately did it, because in his opinion, Xiaolai had already suffered a lot with him, so he couldn't let her be stained with blood.

But how long can he hold on, even if all the remaining killers in front of him are killed by himself, and there are three people with even more unfathomable martial arts waiting there, he will probably only be able to be captured at that time.

But he can't stop now, and he has no reason to stop, and he can't admit defeat until the last moment.

"Now it seems that the boss's prediction is not wrong, this man's every move is fast and ruthless, not even a single superfluous, although I can't see what kind of sect it is, but in fact, it is very similar to us......" Moko said as he looked down at the white frost who was still staring at the bloody battle in front of him.

"If he chooses to give up that child, even if the three of us make a move, we may not be able to keep him......" Bai Shuang's face was slightly pale, and his eyes flashed with a strange brilliance.

"If there were really ifs in this world, many things would not have happened, many people would not have died, and we may not still be alive, that child is the biggest weakness in his life, but ......"

Moko's eyes narrowed, looking at the figure of the non-stop fight, and his gradually sluggish movements, but still protecting the little girl from the flying blood, what a moving scene!

"But who can tell who has fulfilled whom, and in my opinion, this little girl is precisely the reason for his life......"

White Frost didn't expect Moko to say this, and couldn't help but look up at him.

While the two of them were still talking, Mu Sha, who was standing opposite, was already impatient, he was feeling remorse for his contempt for Ye Zhiqiu at first, but at the same time, he was more excited.

Therefore, without any discussion with White Frost and Moko, and without following the previous agreement, he had already decided to make a move, he didn't want to wait until the other party was tired and fell in front of him to torture him, then he would inevitably leave regrets.

Mu Sha's iron palm slammed into the air, and in an instant, it seemed that there was thin air wandering around the void, and then his palms turned into ghost claws, and the palms had a little more suction, and the black-clothed killer in front of him was attracted by this suction and retreated.

The long swords in those men's hands were still being handed forward, and when they saw the hideous face, they immediately stopped, and their eyes were full of fear.

These people are not afraid of death, but when they saw Mu Sha's move, they seemed to have subconsciously feared in their eyes, which shows that Mu Sha is as his name suggests, and the Shura Hall he is in charge of has always been the same.

Ye Zhiqiu retreated a few killers with a single sword, and the pressure behind him suddenly lightened for some reason, but soon became nervous again, and he didn't look back, but he could also feel that there was a killer who was more dangerous than the black-clothed killer

Existence is approaching.

At this time, several killers who had just retreated in front of him were bullied by their swords again, and he had no choice but to block it with a rusty sword, and suddenly a bloody light was connected into a string, and blood gushed out from his neck, making his eyes blur for a while.

And at this moment, the cold meaning behind him was approaching, and he did not stop moving, and immediately turned around with the body of his sword, wanting to use it to remove the power of the shepherd.

The shepherd's ghost claw hit the sword body of Ye Zhiqiu's rusty sword impartially, and the force was so great that it greatly exceeded Ye Zhiqiu's expectations.

His man flew out along with his sword, and this time Xiao Lai let out a soft "snort".

Ye Zhiqiu's hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble, he looked down at Xiaolai, who was also raising his head to look at him, pursed his mouth and whispered: "Old Ye, are you injured?"

Ye Zhiqiu shook his head, knowing that Xiaolai was fine, he was a little relieved, and then looked at Mu Sha who was walking slowly, the corners of Mu Sha's mouth were lightly raised, and there was a bit of ridicule in his fierceness.

Mu Sha made a sudden move, even Bai Shuang and Mo Ke didn't expect it, and when he saw him slowly approaching Ye Zhiqiu, Bai Shuang couldn't help frowning.

"What is he doing here?"

"This person has always been extremely angry, and he will not spare his life if he starts, but this time...... He didn't seem to be because of this man, but more like he was denying the boss's orders......" Moko said in a deep voice, twisting his fingers.

Hearing Moko's words, a cold light flashed in Bai Shuang's eyes, and he said, "Can't let him ruin the boss's plan!"

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the white frost had already swept out, and the double daggers in her hands pierced the quiet flowing air, and in an instant it had entered the crowd.

"Hey, why are you so troubled, do you really think that Nightember has regressed to the point where even you can beat him after years of not making a move?" Moko sighed, knowing that he couldn't help but make a move now, and he slammed his fist twice on the palm of his other hand, and the figure swept out.

Ye Zhiqiu gently stroked Xiaolai's forehead, Xiaolai opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but he still held back and just nodded.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled, he knew what Xiaolai wanted to say, she must have felt that she was encountering an unprecedented fierce opponent at the moment, and she could no longer hold herself to fight the enemy at the same time, but she didn't say anything worried, but nodded firmly, so that she could rest assured.

He was very grateful to this little girl, and if it weren't for her, he might not have lived to this day.

Just when he and Xiaolai looked at each other briefly, Mu Sha saw everything in his eyes, and he didn't intend to leave Ye Zhiqiu's father and daughter any time, even if it was to say goodbye.

I saw that his hands were lightly parted, and his body swept towards Ye Zhiqiu like a predatory flying eagle, and the two strengths poured like the water of a river.

Ye Zhiqiu turned back suddenly, he hated it deeply, he didn't expect that Mu Sha not only suddenly made a ruthless move when he was in deep trouble, but even refused to let go of Xiaolai, he suddenly burst out with both hands, wanting to take away his life and Xiaolai's life at the same time.

This person is more vicious than anyone else.

Ye Zhiqiu did not hesitate, the hand he held the rusty sword was already unable to make a move, at this moment, the other hand was held on the hilt of the sword, and a familiar feeling suddenly spread throughout his body, this feeling had not been felt for many years.

This rusty sword has followed him for many years, and since he has a child by his side, no matter how much danger he encounters, he has never pulled it out again, and even today when he was fighting with more than forty killers, he could splash blood on the spot at any time.

And at this moment, he has no choice, because the shepherd threatens Xiaolai's life, and he has no way out.

There was only a slight force in his hand, and even Ye Zhiqiu himself didn't think that this rusty sword was not rusted to death, as long as he wanted to, he could still pull it out at any time, but

This time he didn't do it to kill, but to protect ......

The sword came out like a white light, but soon a black figure rushed out from behind him.

Mu Sha really wanted to directly "dispose of" Ye Zhiqiu's father and daughter, so he used the "Shura Palm" that he had been immersed in for many years with both hands, but two ghostly lights suddenly appeared in front of him, and the speed of the attack was so fast that he didn't have time to react.

He naturally knew that this couldn't come from Ye Zhiqiu, because he didn't have the ability to fight back against himself while protecting the little girl at the moment, so who was it?

"What are you going to do, Frost?" he suddenly shouted.

Sure enough, two ghostly lights slanted across like lightning, and Mu Sha could only retreat, so that he could only give up his original "goal".

The sword in Ye Zhiqiu's hand was only pulled out, and he was dazed for a while in front of him in the white light, and in the end, Mu Sha's "Shura Palm" did not hit down, but another figure suddenly appeared behind him, which caught him off guard.

The long sword was finally separated from the scabbard, and he couldn't care about it so much, and the moment he rushed out of the scabbard, he slashed behind him, a trick he had learned all his life, because he couldn't allow anyone to threaten Xiaolai.

How do you know that the person behind him is faster, and he immediately retreats the moment he draws his sword.

Ye Zhiqiu gasped, but before he could breathe evenly, he suddenly found that he had become empty behind him, where was Xiaolai?

Mu Sha was stopped by the white frost, his hands clenched into fists, and said angrily: "You want to do it with me?"

Baishuang did not show weakness, turned the dagger in his hand slightly, and said, "Why not?"

"We've completed our mission for today, and now we can go back to our lives!" Moko said with a smile as he took Xiaolai in his hand.

Ye Zhiqiu gritted his teeth, although the sword in his hand was unsheathed, he didn't dare to move lightly, because Xiaolai was already in the other party's hand.

"Why are you sacrificing so many lives and deliberately refusing to kill me?" he kept his eyes on Moko, refusing to relax for a moment.

Moko smiled, and there seemed to be some apology in his eyes.

"I'm really sorry, we didn't want anyone's life today, or else...... You won't live that long, but you still surprise me......"

Xiaolai was hung in the air by Moko's clothes, but he didn't cry, which made Moko also feel very surprised.

He looked down at the little girl in his hand and said, "People like you really shouldn't have a child by their side, everyone can see that she is your weakness!"

Ye Zhiqiu didn't deny it, but he didn't regret it, but he was just pitiful and displaced, and he didn't even live a good day.

"You've probably heard of the Hundred Years Pavilion, right?" said Moko.

Ye Zhiqiu nodded, just now he had already thought of this most mysterious killer organization in the Lin'an underground, which could dispatch dozens of killers under the imperial city in an instant, which showed that they did not intend to hide their identities.

"The three of us are all one of the twelve rakshasas of the Hundred Years Pavilion Hundred Years Old, my name is Moko, her name is Bai Shuang, and Mu Sha ......" He looked up at Bai Shuang and Mu Sha, as if introducing acquaintances to Ye Zhiqiu.

"You let her go, I can go with you, anywhere!" Ye Zhiqiu said, returning the long sword to the sheath.

Mo Ke still shook his head and said, "We don't want you, and we don't want her, we just want you to find two things for us...... In exchange for her life......"

"What is it?" Ye Zhiqiu asked with a frown.

"A letter, and a black iron plate! Don't ask me what it is, I think if you pay attention, you will find it."

"The Hundred Years Old Pavilion is on the edge of the West Lake, you will definitely be able to find it, bring your things in three days, and we'll see you again!"

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