Not long after the four of them were riding, they suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves not far away, and they galloped all the way. The voice was subdued, and several people's faces were shocked. Just about to get off the horse and enter the forest.

"Where are you little ghosts running away!" a rude man's roar pierced the silence of the night, and even the cold frost leaves danced in shock.

It's one of the lords of the annex, and he can still stand up. It's just wobbly and a little unstable.

Several people jumped off their horses and landed firmly on the ground.

Yan Mubai turned around, glanced at Su Luxuan, and then turned to Su Zili and said, "Senior sister, you take the three of them to abandon their horses into the forest, from the forest path all the way to the west, I want to solve the person in front of me, and then I will go to catch up with you." ”

Hearing this, Su Lu's face tightened: "Senior Brother Yan." ”

"Don't worry, I'll catch up soon. The voice was soft, but full of firmness.

Su Zili stepped forward, stretched out his hand to hold Su Luxuan, and said to Yan Mubai, "Be careful!" and turned around and walked towards the forest.

Qiu Ying'an and Xuan Yue also hurriedly supported each other and caught up closely.

After walking a few steps, Qiu Ying'an looked back at Yan Mubai, and saw that his face was calm and chivalrous, but for some reason, he secretly sweated for him in his heart.

After the four of them left, Yan Mubai took out his long sword and said, "I didn't want to kill you, but I had to kill you at this moment." With that, he leaned forward and attacked.

Although the lord staggered and trembled, he was very skillful, and he bypassed it with a dodge.

Yan Mubai said in his heart: "This man's martial arts are not weak, fortunately he has eaten sweat medicine, otherwise, I am afraid that it will end here at this moment." His wrist went from the bottom up, one move of heaven and earth flowed together, one move of sword qi with the wind, and two swords stabbed out, respectively towards the outer thigh and lower abdomen of the lord, who knew that the lord's left hand waved and blocked, and the right wrist urged the palm out, and the two sword moves were clean.

Yan Mubai was shocked to encounter a hard hand, and he no longer dared to despise it, so he adjusted his body shape and turned from attack to defense. The third confrontation had not yet taken place, and the bells were tinkling, and the sounds of da-da in the distance were already in front of us.

Yan Mubai squinted at it, all of them were dressed in black and black, about twenty people, all of them were men, and they were all dusty. The leader rode on horseback, led the horse and held it, looking at ease and tranquil. The horse he rode had a small brass bell tied around its neck, and it was full of momentum between advance and retreat.

The branch disciple who was swaying was extremely surprised, and blurted out, "Elder Black Snake!" and then swayed, and planted his face to the ground with a thud. The medicine is domineering, not inferior to Gan Yan Jiuquan.

Yan Mubai changed his position, and he could finally see the person in front of him clearly, and there was a slight hint of brightness in his uncertain eyes, but it was dark in an instant, and the figure of Zhilan Yushu was sitting on the back of a horse so high, his face was covered with a black veil, and he couldn't see the person's face clearly. A gust of night wind blew, and the corner of the veil was lifted coldly, but it was not as good as the man's jaw three inches, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

The man glanced at the fallen subordinate, waved his hand and said, "Waste!".

"Sister, you take them first, and I'll pick up Senior Brother Yan. Su Luhuan walked only three miles, and he regretted that he shouldn't have left Yan Mubai alone, at this moment, the moon shadow was swaying, and even the bright moonlight was dyed a little blurry because of worrying about the tea.

"Phantom, if you are obedient, Senior Brother Yan will catch up. Su Zili shook her hand in the dark, the tentacles were cold, and she was startled.

"Sister, you go first, we took such a big risk to rescue the two of them, we must not abandon them at this moment. I don't worry about Senior Brother Yan, I have to go back, if I don't come back, you can take them all the way back to Taiyuan County, and ask Daddy to help me in Haicao. After speaking, without waiting for Su Zili to react, he broke free of her hand and went back desperately.

"Phantom. Su Zili's eyes were full of shock at this moment, I don't know when, Huan'er and Senior Brother Yan were so close, and her heart was a little pantothenic, but her most painful sister made a decision, and she couldn't really leave the two women in front of her to return. He hesitated, so he could only turn to Qiu Ying'an and Xuanyue and say, "Let's go." ”

The flowing frost seemed to be shaken by the murderous aura of the night, but there was no direction between the drifting and falling, it was the bright moon, but at this moment there was a layer of dark clouds curling up like smoke, like the shadow of a crane in a cold pool, lonely and abnormal.

Under the veil, there was a murderous face, and the eyes outside the veil were like Kong Ming lanterns climbing in the wind at this moment, flickering and extinguishing, he looked at Yan Mubai quietly, but when he was momentary, he bent down slightly, and pulled out a soft sword from the long pocket on the side of the saddle, the sword body was chic and elegant, soft as juan, and slightly glowed with white light.

When it was too late, an arrow stabbed in. The sword moves are sharp and gloomy, light and agile, as if to overcome rigidity with softness.

Yan Mubai's feet were close together, his knees were slightly bent, and he jumped to dodge, the man's wrist instantly flipped lightly, the sword move swirled, and he clicked it again, Yan Mubai was shocked, kicked his feet, and found a big tree with a thick bowl mouth, his left foot went down a small step, and he arrived behind the big tree with a light twist, but the soft sword body shook gently, but it was full of strength, and it was inserted into the belly of the tree three inches, and suddenly it was on the tree, the curved blade was like a hook, its owner stepped on the trunk, bent his knees and squatted slightly, and his right hand held the hilt of the sword and bent the elbow, and pulled it hard, the blade of the sword like a hook was straight as before。

This soft sword is both rigid and soft, flexible in turning, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the master who holds its hilt has superb swordsmanship and rapid movement, which is hardly unique to any sect in the rivers and lakes. Yan Mubai took a big step to the left side with his left foot, used force under his feet, and shifted his body slightly to the side, shifting his weight to his right leg and doing a good job of defense.

The master who held the soft sword attacked for the third time, and his sword path was light and dexterous, no matter up and down, left and right, front and back, all shuttled as he wished, just like Wang Xie Tang Qianyan, climbed a few times, and stabbed into Yan Mubai's heart three inches with a ding.

"Senior Brother Yan. At this moment, Su Luhuan had just returned, seeing that the opponent was so powerful, a white soft sword was lightly drawn, and Yan Mubai's face immediately turned pale and bloodless.

Bai Hong's sword came out, urging the internal force to lead the way, and raised the sword and slashed towards the veil. Ding, the two swords struck each other, the soft sword dingdong, like autumn rain on the plate, and as soft as a woman's charming waist, a flick and a contraction, the tip of the sword stabbed Su Luhuan's arm holding the sword like a white snake spitting out a letter, and suddenly the pain of the heart struck, and the five fingers were opened almost in the next moment to abandon the sword and die, but the next moment, Su Luhuan's left hand was connected, and the sword in his right hand instantly turned to his left hand, and he waved it out, which was the left and right adjustment blades learned from the group of Western Regions guards.

She gritted her teeth, the five fingers of her left palm were connected to the force, and then she went to attack him again, and the veil reacted quickly, and the horizontal sword blocked one block and one backflip and steadily withdrew the sword and fell back to the ground.

Su Luhuan didn't love to fight, grabbed the white rainbow sword, landed, bent his right knee, kicked his left knee straight and swept across, from back to front, from left to right, and his left leg drew a semicircle, and the gravel and dead leaves on the ground were raised, and then he straightened up, smacked his right wrist a few times, and urged the internal force, and hit the veil a little, and in an instant, the flying stones and dead leaves were scattered and scattered towards the veiled man.

As soon as the surroundings were clean, Su Luhuan swished Yan Mubai and rode westward.

The crowd reined in unison, "No need to chase anymore." A pair of dry well-like eyes under the veil, a beam of light flashed, and then a smile appeared, like a jade temperament, but there was a pair of eyes that almost stripped off life, like the ghost under the Yellow Spring, cold into the heart.

In the morning light, the mist shimmers, and a century-old sycamore tree stands tall in the mist that is as thin as the tip of a needle, towering into the sky. The rising sun was like a baby born less than a hundred days old, and the light was pink and soft, jumping playfully through the bleak trunks and sparse dead branches, on the rough and frosted old bark branches.

It's still that deep house, it's still that courtyard, the difference is that at this moment, the pride is gone, and there is a group of people kneeling in the small courtyard where the frost is like white salt. Looking closely, everyone is panicked and abrupt.

At this moment, it is late autumn and almost October, but everyone in the courtyard is sweating and sweating, and the cold hair stands on end, such a strange and terrifying atmosphere.

A young man with a black veil on his face, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, leaned on a fan-shaped armchair, leaned over, and leaned up. His long black hair, untied and untied on the back of the chair, was smooth and hung down like a waterfall in the night. At this moment, his eyes are closed, his breathing is somewhat even, and he is already very tired when he walks fast in the middle of the night! There is a little wide between his eyebrows, he should be a comfortable and comfortable character, but at this moment he is slightly frowning, and people can't help but want to gently smooth it with their hands.

The large courtyard, the redundant crowd, is silent at the moment, and Qi Jing is terrifying.

Ka~ Ka~

A faint sound of vomiting pierced the silence of the moment.

The young man reclining in the armchair frowned, his eyelids moved slightly and opened. What kind of eyes are they? cold, lonely, indifferent, but also sharp, sharp, and unforgiving. He gently lifted his hand from the arm of his chair and waved.

The guard on his side immediately walked towards the man on the ground, the man was terrified at the moment, as if he had lost his mind, his arms were raised high, and his two hands that had nowhere to be placed kept dancing in the air because of fear, he didn't dare to pronounce at first, but kept muttering something in his mouth, and when the guard got closer and closer, the man finally couldn't support his trembling body, threw himself on the ground, and shouted loudly: "My subordinates are guilty, please let the elders spare me." But before he could finish speaking, a human head rolled from his neck to the ground.

At this moment, the morning frost dawned and dewed, the frost marks were bright, and the warm blood melted into a chill in an instant, but the man's frightened peach blossom eyes didn't even have time to close.

"The three elders of Baishi, Juno, and Jin Rui have passed away, and Shi Ding, the leader of the Haicao Gang, has not known what happened for many years, and now the seven elders of the gang have done their best to join me, do you have any objections?" We are willing to follow the orders of the Black Snake Elder to slaughter and rebel, point our swords at the enemy, raise our arms in the rivers and lakes, and dare not disobey. ”

With a click, a dead sycamore twig swayed back and forth several times and finally fell straight down, at this moment the first day rose, but wrapped in a layer of clouds, like a beauty dyed with autumn frost on the temples, although it was overflowing, but it was inevitably cold in the red twilight.