The masters of the rivers and lakes who have never experienced the battle formation are always a group of fools who are in their own formations, facing the powerful and skinless military formation, one by one they are frightened, where is there still the demeanor of a master.

Now they are just thinking about how to escape for their lives, to be honest, being an assassin is really not suitable for them, and fighting on the surface may be their strong point.

Mo Di excitedly wanted to add a few more souls to the Qingquan Gun, but someone was very face-saving. I don't know how the man was injured, his chest was soaked with blood, and his movements slowed down a little before he fell last. Just kidding, no one will drop the chain when running for their lives.

The invincible spear was like a dragon out of the water, and it came in an instant, the man swung his sword desperately in a panic, but he accidentally broke free of the mask, and Mingyue saw the panicked expression at a glance, it was actually an acquaintance.

When the invincible spear was about to end this person's life, Mingyue shouted in her mouth that the gun should leave people, and the figure swept out, the white light flickered, and it was already standing in front of the person.

Mo Di asked suspiciously: "Bright Moon Woman, are you an acquaintance with him?"

"Yes, it doesn't. Mingyue still had a cold face.

"What's that saying?"

"The leader who led people to hunt us down that day was him, Zheng Xingyou, who ranked third among the swordsmen of the General's Mansion. Mingyue remembered the embarrassment of that day, as a genius swordsman of the younger generation, she had never been proud, and she really couldn't swallow this breath in her heart.

"The third swordsman of the General's Mansion, don't you look at the strength, is it possible that the General's Mansion is all like this?" Mo Di's face was full of disdain. However, looking at Mingyue's obviously unfriendly eyes, he smiled awkwardly.

Because his action not only belittled Zheng Xingyou, but also inadvertently hurt Mingyue's self-esteem. Although he was completely unintentional, the listener was intentional.

Mingyue thought to herself, the waste wood in your mouth hurt me, could it be that I am not even as good as the waste wood. But she didn't care too much, just said coldly: "Uncle Shi seriously injured him, although this person is not super first-class, but he is definitely the top few people in the first-class, the first-class master who can take the two swords of the wind chasing swordsman, he survived that day." ”

"It turned out to be a big master, I'm sorry, Mingyue Woman, I don't know the situation. Mo Di said and actually blushed and scratched the back of his head, and he didn't know what the situation was.

Zheng Xingyou looked at him and judged him, and his lungs were about to explode, but he still tried his best to resist the attack of the twelve guards, and he was about to step out of the gate with barely support.

"Where to go. With a coquettish sound, the long sword with white light pierced Zheng Xingyou like a streamer, and behind the sword was a face that was extremely beautiful, and the white clothes fluttered like a flying immortal outside the sky.

Mingyue also had old wounds on her body, and she didn't feel that she was bullying this so-called third swordsman of the General's Mansion. And today, she wants to be ashamed and let out a vicious breath.

Take back her dignity, she can't accept failure in her proud heart, she has always been a strong person, just to protect Song Wenxi never vented, in fact, she was very depressed.

But if it weren't for the fact that the master did everything possible to grind and harden, she would not have been the head of Song Wenxi's bodyguard at all, not that she despised the royal family, but simply disliked trivial matters that affected her sword practice.

In her eyes, the sword is life, the meaning of her life's pursuit, and she doesn't want to pay attention to the rest, what people are sophisticated, what interests are gained and lost, all are bad things.

Today, the person who had wronged her was destined to die here. The moon is full, and as soon as she makes a move, she wants to use this person's blood to wash away her shame.

An icy sword aura came straight towards Zheng Xingyou, and a bone-chilling cold rose in his heart, it was the fear of death, for a while he seemed to be unable to breathe, the sword light seemed to form a forbidden place around him, he had nowhere to hide, and the ground was like a prison.

The fear of death finally stimulated his desire to survive, and he fought back with the last strength, which was also the strongest sword, the Breaking Gang Sword, and the superior swordsmanship of the Lingwu Sword Sect. It's just that at this time, the old injury recurred, and it was a critical juncture, and the power was much less.

Lan Yuejian only hesitated slightly, and the second form followed. Zheng Xingyou's long sword was provoked away, his chest was once again slashed by the cold sword body, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, his true qi broke, and the wound was bleeding. He was still thinking about stepping back, Mingyue was unforgiving, took a step forward, the sword body was pulled in reverse, and smoothly slashed across Zheng Xingyou's neck, his right hand covered his neck that had leaked air, and he slowly fell to the ground unwillingly, and his vitality disappeared.

Mingyue didn't even look at it, the long sword returned to its shell, and floated back to Song Wenxi's side.

Mo Di looked at this flowing murderous demeanor, and secretly admired it in his heart, and seemed to be more interesting to Mingyue. As a fierce general in the army, he has always been vigorous and dynamic when he kills, and he really can't do it and won't do it if he is so chic and freehand.

The infantry outside has completed the encirclement, the spears are strong, the formation is tight, the oppression is full, Liu Qingbao's long sword is unsheathed, his face is full of determination, ready to attack at any time.

On the rooftops of the compound on all sides, all soldiers armed with strong bows and crossbows lurked, waiting for the master of light skills to escape.

The remaining six or seven masters were surrounded in a circle of less than ten meters, and even those two super-first-class masters were now sweating profusely, and a wave of despair rose up.

Mo Canyang and Wu Wenjing strode with their hands behind their backs, and the other strode with their hands in their hands, Mo Canyang's rough voice remembered: "Zhang Jun, that old guy sent you to such a good person, I don't know whether to look down on me or look down on me, say that you are weak, but all of you are masters, say that you are strong, none of them have brains, especially the one outside the city is even more crazy, really when I Mo Canyang, this Wumeng City is a teahouse hotel, arrogant to the extreme." ”

"The surname is Mo, today you are considered to have shit luck, but we are not as bad as you say, just you are a hundred or so people, but the local chicken and tile dog, Lao Tzu can leave if he wants. "One of the super-first-class masters is extremely confident, because he has peerless light skills, and he can't help but think that these people can trap him.

Mo Canyang was not verbose, with a wave of his big hand, he launched an attack at the same time in all directions, hand-to-hand combat, gold and iron resonated, mixed with shouts and killings, breaking the quiet night sky, and the smell of blood wafted out of the cold air.

The man who thought that he was strong and light and strong was about to climb over the roof of the house as soon as he gave up his companions, but countless arrows greeted him fiercely in mid-air, and the long sword fell back to the same place without leaking, and he did not dare to try again.

The assassins are desperate, the sergeants are pressing, the shield is broken and another piece is added, the spears are advancing forward, and there are sneak attacks in the gaps, where are these masters after such an aggrieved battle, they are simply powerful and have nowhere to go, not to mention that they have to face the fierce attack of the twelve guards and the invincible, and three more people fell in an instant.

The only remaining three people fell into despair, they were not swordsmen raised by the general's mansion, they just took people's money to eliminate disasters for others, but now it seems that they have no life to take this money, the two super-first-class masters glanced at each other, and suddenly shot the only remaining first-class master, and the direction in which he flew out was above the soldiers in the encirclement, and the two of them stepped on the body of the person who flew up in the air like dragonflies.

The man landed above the army and was pierced by a spear, and both of them jumped out of the encirclement at the same time, and ran towards the city gate. Everyone didn't expect such a thing to happen, Liu Qingbao was a little annoyed, and led his troops to chase after the city gate with a tiger roar.

In the open space outside the city, a sword and a sword are still frantically entangled, Liu Shantong is more and more frightened the more he fights, to be honest, he was a light enemy at the beginning, after all, he is a grandmaster, a cut above Han Chengfeng, thinking that even if the wind chasing swordsmanship is masterful, but the realm is still inferior to himself, he has won the battle, and now he has fallen into an embarrassing situation.

Sharpening the knife opens and closes, it looks majestic, but in fact, the energy consumption is also very fast, but it is the wind chasing sword technique is chic and freehand, flexible and changeable, Han Chengfeng is most proud of this hand swordsmanship, the hearty battle is the most able to give full play to the power of the wind chasing sword, at this moment he is more and more courageous, but faintly has the upper hand.

At this moment, there was a sound of fighting at the city gate, two figures floated down the city wall, Han Chengfeng frowned slightly, and was forced to open by Liu Shantong with a knife, and he shot directly towards the city gate without entanglement. The long sword blew a whirlwind, the sword body trembled slightly, and the two people who had just landed were shocked, but they still raised their long swords to meet them.

Liu Shantong also attacked from behind, Han Chengfeng was under pressure for a while, and quickly withdrew and jumped out of the attack range, and the three of them did not entangle, preparing to step on the moon.

At this moment, a sword in the sky broke through the canopy, glowing with cold light, and landed with an incomparably vigorous sword intent, and a burst of true qi rippled like a wave, and all the snow within a radius of ten meters disappeared, and the air wave blew the clothes of the three people who stopped their steps sharply.

A person descended slowly like an immortal, lightly stepping on the hilt of the long sword inserted in the ground, fluttering clothes, it was a middle-aged Taoist aunt full of fairy spirit, and the temperament of removing dust was like a fairy in the sky under the mutual care of moonlight and snow, and she was as independent as a fairy in the sky.

When the three of them saw the comer, they were surprised, and they had a hunch that they were in a catastrophe tonight. Han Chengfeng looked at the person who came, but he was pleasantly surprised, it was the person he was most entangled in his heart - Senior Sister Qingyu of the Lu Yue Sword Sect.

The person who came was the sword elder of the Lu Yue Sword Sect, Qingyu Fairy, Mingyue's master, one of the four great masters of the Lu Yue Sword Sect, and he was still above the head of the sect in terms of martial arts.

On the day when Mingyue escorted Song Wenxi to escape and was chased and killed by Zheng Xingyou, she summoned her back to the sect to inform her of the situation. Although he didn't receive Mingyue's message, he intuitively felt that something must be wrong with this.

followed all the way, and just at the critical moment, he blocked the three people who were about to escape.

Qingyu stepped on the moon and came, as if to kill someone.