With a muffled "bang", after Duanmu Shenjiu dodged, the bullets from the wind hit the wall, knocking a hole the size of a basketball into the wall.

Then another bullet flew in, and Duanmu Shenjiu had to continue to dodge. This bullet was more powerful than the pistol in the hands of the three people, and Duanmu Shenjiu, whose eyesight far exceeded that of ordinary people, saw the bullet flying in the air when he dodged, which was larger and longer than the bullet fired by the pistol.

The second bullet missed, the third continued to hit, followed by the fourth, the fifth, the sixth...

Eight bullets were shot, all of which were dodged by Duanmu Shenjiu, and eight large holes appeared in the wall behind him, which were the traces left by the bullets he dodged.

Cao Jin and the others had already fallen to the ground, not daring to act rashly, and the four ninjas were also curled up under the railing, motionless.

Sang Jun, who witnessed all this from a distance, said in a deep voice: "There are still people in the dark. ”

Wei Qianhua snorted and said, "It's a sniper rifle, and there are snipers nearby." ”

Sang Jun looked around in the night, the faint night light was blooming faintly, and it was difficult to see clearly on the buildings, and he instructed Yan Qiushuang: "Go and see who it is." ”

Yan Qiushuang snorted, sank into the night, and disappeared.

After Duanmu Shenjiu couldn't hear the sound of bullets, he stood there, his eyes looked deeply at the direction where the bullets were flying, he knew that there were people there, who were aiming at him, but somehow, he suddenly left.

Cao Jin, who was lying on the ground, sat up and said with a gruff smile after the danger had passed, panting and laughing: "It seems that I am not the only one who wants to kill you tonight." ”

"Hmph. Duanmu Shenjiu said disdainfully: "The villains with the help of external forces are all wastes who have seen the light die." ”

Then he walked a few steps, came to Cao Jin, looked him in the eye and said, "I don't like you very much, but I won't kill you." ”

"What? Do you want your hands dirty?"

Duanmu Shenjiu's face was expressionless, and he said coldly: "I said I don't kill people, do you believe it?"

Cao Jin smiled and shook his head slightly, expressing disbelief.

Duanmu Shenjiu turned around, stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the thick night and said slowly: "I have only killed seven people in my life, except for two who were killed by mistake in the competition, the other five people all deserve to die. The world says that I am the devil who has killed countless people, but who would have thought that history is written by the victors, not to mention that my enemy was the whole world!"

He spoke with some sadness and a little desolation, but Cao Jin didn't take these to heart.

"Hehe, why bother quibbling, your martial arts cultivation is superb, and you are already a half-immortal-like existence, even if you have killed countless people, who can do anything to you now?" After a pause, Cao Jin then asked: "Just now, before the formation was completed, you had the opportunity to kill all my people with one blow, but why didn't you do it?"

There was silence for a while, and after a long time, Duanmu Shenjiu said coldly: "Take your people, let's go." ”

Cao Jin was stunned, "You really don't want to kill me?"

Duanmu Shenjiu, who had his back to Cao Jin, shook his head slightly, and gave an answer. After struggling in his heart for a while, Cao Jin stood up, bowed his head, and said in a trembling voice: "There are many offends today, Xie Duanmu's predecessors will not kill him, and from now on, I will never bother my predecessors because I covet Qi Tianduan." ”

Duanmu Shenjiu, who didn't turn around, whispered, "I hope what you said is true." ”

Cao Jin behind him couldn't see Duanmu Shenjiu's expression, and Duanmu Shenjiu couldn't see Cao Jin's expression, only to see Cao Jin's face hesitate for a moment before he spoke: "It's true at this time." ”

Duanmu Shenjiu smiled, his laughter was calm and helpless, and said, "If you don't give up, you will have the opportunity to come again." ”

Cao Jin knelt down and bowed on the ground again, which was regarded as thanks.

After getting up, he signaled to a few people who still had strength, and took a dozen people who had passed out of the coma and left here, but before he could take a step, he heard a voice full of majesty from the sky.

"Something that has no interest, let you go, you have to kneel down and thank you, you have lost Huashan's face!"

Cao Jin suddenly raised his head after hearing the voice, and saw two people descending from the sky, a white-bearded old man and a burly man who was about half a hundred years old.

Cao Jin was overjoyed and shouted, "Master, Master!" The people who came with Cao Jin saw these two people, and their faces showed joy.

The two fell to the top of the building, and the burly man didn't look at Duanmu Shenjiu, but walked straight to Cao Jin's side, glared angrily, and saw Cao Jin's empty hands, and with a "snap", a slap hit Cao Jin in the face.

"How many times have you said that if you practice swords, the sword will never leave your body, and you will wear a sword?" the burly man asked.

At this time, Cao Jin looked at his master aggrievedly like a child, and replied, "He ruined it." ”

The burly man raised his hand and was about to fight again, Cao Jin hurriedly ran to the white-bearded old man, trying to avoid his master's slap. When the burly man saw this, he was even more annoyed, and he chased after him and stretched out his slap to Cao Jin, but the white-bearded old man said unhappily: "Enough." The burly man stopped.

Then the white-bearded old man looked at Cao Jin, frowned and asked, "Have you suffered a loss?"

Cao Jin nodded with an ugly face and looked at Duanmu Shenjiu.

"It's good to suffer a loss, it's a blessing to suffer a loss. The white-bearded old man laughed.

The burly man looked at Duanmu Shenjiu indifferently, and said in a cold voice: "Are you embarrassed to bully a junior?"

Duanmu Shenjiu smiled and replied: "Your apprentice claims to be the top three in the world's kendo path, and when you reach this level, what kind of junior do you talk about." But I tried his sword, and it was really unsightly, so he deserves to be in the top three?"

"Hmph. The burly man snorted coldly and said, "He is indeed the top three in the world's kendo, and the other two are me and my master." ”

Duanmu Shenjiu was slightly stunned, and then laughed heartily, "Haha, it turns out that the top three are all your masters and apprentices of Huashan Sect?"

"What is it?" The burly man heard Duanmu Shenjiu's ridicule, glared and replied: "Now the way of the sword is only my Huashan is the only one who stands out, and other sects can only look at my Huashan neck, our top three is well deserved." ”

Duanmu Shenjiu stopped laughing, looked at the burly man, and said, "I really didn't find it." ”

The burly man was furious, clenched the hilt of the sword at his waist, gritted his teeth, and said, "Then I will dare to challenge you, a martial arts wizard from a thousand years ago!"

The three-foot sword was unsheathed, and the man's sword pointed at Duanmu Shenjiu, and said loudly: "Huashan Hua Zhengqing, please advise, show the sword!"

Cao Jin's eyes lit up, his face was smiling, the white-bearded old man also stroked his beard and looked at the two, and the rest of them unconsciously took a few steps back.

Sang Jun smiled on the roof of the building in the distance and said to Wei Qianhua beside him: "It's lively now, Cao Jin's master, Master's master are here, it's really interesting." ”

Yan Qiushuang came back from the darkness and came behind Sang Jun silently, and Sang Jun asked her, "Did you find someone who fired the gun?"

"The man ran away. Yan Qiushuang shook her head and replied.

Sang Jun pursed his lips, unable to see whether the expression on his face was worried or happy.

In the face of Hua Zhengqing's challenge, Duanmu Shenjiu stood with his hands in his hands, indescribably chic. "After so many years, my sword has long been extinguished in the long river of history, but if you really want to ask for advice, I can use my finger as a sword to fight against you. ”

Hua Zhengqing sneered, "Compared with the sword made of true qi and the real divine weapon, don't you know which is more important? ”

"Your sword may not be a divine weapon, I have experienced more than a thousand battles in my life, why be afraid?" Duanmu Shenjiu didn't care at all.

The white-bearded old man said on the side: "Zhengqing, don't be careless. ”

Hua Zhengqing nodded slightly, looked at Duanmu Shenjiu and said, "Take it!"

With a three-foot sword in his hand, he rushed towards Duanmu Shenjiu like a snake, stabbing straight into his throat. Duanmu Shenjiu took a step back to dodge, Hua Zhengqing turned his sword, changed to an upward stroke, and the blade of the sword slashed to the lower jaw.

Duanmu Shen's nine heads fell back a few points, and he was able to dodge the sword, and then he stretched out his two fingers and hit the blade of the sword that had passed his head, and the huge force made the sword body tremble, shaking Hua Zhengqing's arm numb.

"What pure true qi!" Hua Zhengqing admired, and then pulled a sword flower, and the sword slashed out diagonally.

The tricky sword slashed at his left rib, Duanmu Shenjiu's two fingers were bent, his thumb stretched out, and his three fingers pinched Hua Zhengqing's sword body, causing the sword to stop there.

Hua Zhengqing's sword couldn't be chopped down, and he wanted to pull it back, but he encountered resistance and couldn't pull it back.

Duanmu Shenjiu squinted and smiled, "Your sword is also average." ”

Hua Zhengqing was annoyed and ashamed, luck poured into the long sword in his hand, and Duanmu Shenjiu's fingers felt hot, so he let go of his fingers.

Then, Hua Zhengqing said: "It's really real!"

Duanmu Shenjiu made a gesture of please, saying, "Please." ”

Hua Zhengqing's momentum suddenly turned, and he was extremely domineering, and at a distance of nine or five meters away from Duanmu God, he struck out a sword horizontally. A majestic sword qi came towards him, Duanmu Shenjiu frowned slightly, and his two fingers made a sword and drew a sword qi.

The two sword qi collided, making an explosion, and the sword qi disappeared into invisibility together.

"That's what it looks like. Duanmu Shenjiu looked at Hua Zhengqing and said.

Hua Zhengqing grinned and said, "Take me with all my strength!"

The wind and clouds suddenly rose, the night wind blew across the roof of the building, and the clouds in the sky seemed to feel something, and gradually gathered above the roof. Hua Zhengqing's body was tumbling, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and holding it high above his head, the huge momentum made Duanmu Shenjiu also cautious.

I saw that the long sword in Hua Zhengqing's hand was covered with a layer of silver-white brilliance, from shallow to deep, more and more prosperous, and later, Hua Zhengqing, who seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the sword in his hand, roared, and slashed at Duanmu Shenjiu with a sword.

This sword was extraordinary, the power was huge, Duanmu Shenjiu didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, knowing that he couldn't do it with just one hand, so he stretched out his other hand and prepared to take it hard. When Hua Zhengqing saw this, he smiled at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Cao Jin and his master with a triumphant face.

The moment the sword fell to the top of his head, Duanmu Shenjiu raised his hands above his head and firmly clamped the sword body, and the huge sword qi swept through his two arms, and the sleeves of his coat, which had already broken a few holes, were twisted into pieces by the sword qi at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Duanmu Shenjiu's arm was extremely heavy, and the sword body was still tricky between the two palms and wanted to break the palm. Duanmu Shenjiu, who was preoccupied with unloading this sword power, was highly concentrated, and did not notice the actions of the white-bearded old man beside Cao Jin.

At this moment, the white-bearded old man untied the sword at his waist, pulled out the sharp sword, and whispered, "Go." His sword shot at Duanmu Shenjiu's throat as if it were alive.

Cao Jin smiled on the side, revealing his white teeth, which looked even more ruthless in the night. Sang Jun and the three of them saw this scene from a distance, and Wei Qianhua couldn't help but say with contempt: "It's also a famous family, the apprentice grandson is a sinister villain, and the master is also a sinister villain, all of them are scum who are good at sneak attacks." Yan Qiushuang also shook her head slightly, expressing her dissatisfaction with Huashan Sanjia's approach.

The flying sword was discovered by Duanmu Shenjiu, but his hands couldn't be pulled out at this time, and he was about to be pierced through the throat by this sword. ”

Wu Hou, who was sleeping in the room, suddenly woke up and hesitated, "Master?" But there was no one in the room except him.

Then, the Canghai sword box standing at the head of the bed made a strange sound, and Hua Zhaojian flew out of the box and broke through the window. Under the moonlight, a golden sword silently passed through the streets and alleys, swept past high-rise buildings, leaped fifty miles in a straight line, and hurried to the battlefield where Duanmu Shenjiu was.

In just a moment's effort, Hua Zhaojian came to the top of the building, and struck the sword of the white-bearded old man with unmistakable accuracy, knocking the sword to the side, and falling to the ground with a "clang".

The crisis was resolved, Duanmu Shenjiu's face was covered with frost, and after the sword power between his palms was unloaded a lot, he snorted coldly, and his palms suddenly exerted force, and the sword of Hua Zhengqing in his palms was also broken into pieces and fell to the ground.

Raising his hand to take the Huazhao sword that stayed in mid-air, the shimmer of the sword body shone in the night, Duanmu Shenjiu smiled shamefully: "It is worthy of being a top three, the small one is insidious and cunning, and the old one is also despicable and shameless." ”

The white-bearded old man gasped heavily in his nose, Hua Zhengqing's face was embarrassed, but the sword was destroyed, and his heart was full of anger, and Cao Jin, who was standing on the spot, couldn't say a word.

Seeing Duanmu Shenjiu standing there with the Huazhao Sword in hand, Sang Jun and the others were also amazed, but they couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for Huashan Sanjia in their hearts.

The small envoy injured Duanmu Shenjiu before, but now that the old one is here, he still engages in a sneak attack, will Duanmu Shenjiu still let you go?