"I told you not to come, but you have to come......" Xie Yanran said angrily, but there was no blame in her tone, more bitterness.

"Haha, I'm fine, I just didn't expect that this person from the Dongwu Altar would have two more hits. The young man in purple was not bitter, but he still quipped.

"You two go quickly, it's me who they want to catch. Ming Shuhui had no choice but to say helplessly.

"The people who broke into here today can still get out intact?" the young man in purple smiled bitterly.

"Then what should I do?" Ming Shuhui also knew in her heart that she would definitely not be able to leave safely today.

"Break through!" the young man in purple sat up straight and said firmly, "Help me up." ”

Xie Yanran helped the purple-clothed young man up, and whispered to the purple-clothed young man while helping him. Although Ming Shuhui was very close, she didn't hear what she said, and she saw that the young man in purple couldn't stop nodding his head after hearing it.

"The surname Shen, come on!" the purple-clothed young man held the sword tightly in his hand, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, adjusted his internal breath, and then opened his eyes and said.

The purple-clothed young man slanted his sword on his chest, although the sword was an ordinary sword, and the blade was already full of gaps at this time, but in the hands of the purple-clothed young man, this sword faintly revealed light, and it was superhuman-like confidence and fearlessness that created this light.

The injuries on the chest of the purple-clothed young man were serious, and he was already covered in blood, and Xie Yanran on the side burst into tears. The purple-clothed young man's action of lifting his sword to fight is tantamount to sending him to death, but how can there be a way out at this time, he can only fight bravely!

Shen Qinjue saw that the young man in purple was wounded, but he did not underestimate the enemy, he still pointed the tip of his sword downward, his left leg stepped forward, and his right leg bowed back, ready to attack at any time.

The purple-clothed young man held the sword in his right hand, drew a circle on the spot, and moved towards Shen Qinjue.

I saw the sword in the young man's hand, the circle drawn was of different sizes and directions, but the faster he drawn, the faster he moved, the faster he moved, and the faster he moved towards Shen Qinjue, Shen Qinjue didn't dare to be careless, and stabbed out with a sword as a tentative form.

Although Shen Qinjue's sword was handed in an ordinary direction and its speed was slow, it gathered its energy on the sword body, as if an indestructible spear broke through the air, making a loud sound.

But this sword pierced into the sword circle of the purple-clothed young man, but it was swung open by the circle drawn by the purple-clothed young man, and after swinging several times in a row, Shen Qinjue's sword also drew a circle inexplicably.

Shen Qinjue was shocked and took a step back, he had encountered countless enemies in his life, but it was the first time he had seen such a strange swordsmanship.

"Let me show you my drum washing machine!" said the young man in purple with a smile.

At this critical juncture, Ming Shuhui and Xie Yanran couldn't help but be amused by this sentence, it was unbelievable that the young man in purple could still joke at this time.

Shen Qinjue did not slack off, and began to wander up, and the wandering figure surrounded the purple-clothed youth group in the middle, and the purple-clothed young man still drew circles in his hands, but the scope became narrower and narrower, and in the end he could only shrink in his heart.

Shen Qinjue's pace did not stop, and the sword in his hand did not stop, sword after sword. The purple-clothed young man's swordsmanship of drawing a circle could only defend, and he was very embarrassed to catch Shen Qinjue's attack, but he couldn't deliver a counterattack, which made Ming Shuhui and Xie Yanran very anxious.

Shen Qinjue ranks third in the Dongwu Altar, his martial arts are by no means vain, his swordsmanship is deeply passed on by the altar master, and his practice over the years is far from being comparable to the purple-clothed young man, after more than a dozen moves, the purple-clothed young man gradually can't parry.

The purple-clothed young man was injured by the sword in the front and back chests, and the flesh and skin injuries were still bearable, but these two swords were hit by the two masters, especially Shen Qinhai's qi, which had penetrated his body, and injured the purple-clothed boy's qi veins.

After all, Shen Qinjue has been on the battlefield for a long time and has rich experience in facing the enemy, he has already seen that the young man in purple is gradually losing and will soon be defeated, but at this time, he is not in a hurry, he only wanders around to consume his qi.

Finally, the perfect circle drawn by the purple-clothed young man turned into an ellipse, and the ellipse became a line. Shen Qinjue saw that the time was ripe, and took half a step closer.

"Medium!" Shen Qinjue aimed at the purple-clothed young man's right hand with a sword, and picked it up with a move.

"Ahh

One man fell to the ground with a sword!

It was Shen Qinjue who fell to the ground, Shen Qinjue's right arm was cut off by Qi Qi, bleeding profusely, lying on the ground and rolling in pain.

"Poof...... The purple-clothed young man slashed out the last sword, and spit out a mouthful of blood, he didn't have time to wipe the blood, and hurriedly shouted, "Hurry up!"

Seeing this sudden change, everyone in the hall was shocked and confused.

Some went to take care of Guan Qinhai, some went to stop Shen Qinjue's bleeding, and some wanted to stop the three of them from leaving, but they could see the hideous expression of the young man in purple, but they were all timid.

Ming Shuhui and Xie Yanran ran over to support the purple-clothed young man, and took advantage of the chaos to walk towards the door.

Because Ming Shuhui had escaped once before, he was familiar with the road this time and quickly found a route to escape.

The three of them walked up the stairs to the top floor, and then walked out of the helm of the Shadow Gang, and came out of the residential complex, and the three of them ran like headless flies, trying to find a secluded place to rest.

After a while, it was already late at night, and the three of them came to a construction site, which should be to build a high-rise building, and the building had been built for four or five floors, because it was night, and there was no one at the construction site, only a temporary board house not far away was still lit.

The three of them hid in the building of the construction site and went up to the third floor, although this building was not equipped with glass, but it could barely be sheltered temporarily.

The purple-clothed young man was paralyzed in the corner, he was already too weak to sit still, and Xie Yanran had been guarding the purple-clothed young man, seeing that he was seriously injured, but he couldn't help much, so he could only cry silently on the side.

Ming Shuhui went out to buy some food, water and some medicine and came back, and simply bandaged the purple-clothed young man, and the bleeding finally stopped, but his body was extremely weak, his mind was not clear, and he fell asleep in the corner.

"What should I do now?" Ming Shuhui had never seen someone so badly injured, and asked Xie Yanran without any claim.

"I don't know......" Xie Yanran was even more confused, just staring at the young man in purple.

The power of the Dongwu Altar and the Shadow Gang is strong, and they have not escaped from the sphere of influence yet, if they send the young man in purple to the hospital, it will be tantamount to a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, and he will definitely be discovered.

Ming Shuhui thought about it for a long time, there was no good way, so he could only rest here for a while, and continue to hurry when it was dawn.

"What happened just now?" Ming Shuhui asked Xie Yanran, "He had no chance of winning, why did he suddenly cut off Shen Qinjue's arm?"

"When I was in that person's Sun and Moon Sword Formation before, I could see that what he was cultivating must be the signature swordsmanship of the Dongwu Altar "Ascension Sword Technique", this set of swordsmanship is light and elegant, rising layer by layer, and the moves are progressive, but he is cold and treacherous, domineering. Xie Yanran explained, "If this swordsmanship was used by someone else, we might all have to die today, but it was this surnamed Shen's use, he used the 'sheng' and 'in' in the swordsmanship like 'lifting' and 'pushing', adding his own understanding is good, but it deviates from the main purpose of the swordsmanship, and it will inevitably reveal flaws." ”

Ming Shuhui was stunned when she heard this, it turned out that this girl knew martial arts, and seemed to know the martial arts of the Dongwu Altar well, just in such a short period of time, she had seen through Shen Qinjue's swordsmanship and character, and had already told him the method of cracking in the ears of the young man in purple.

"The best way to defeat the strong with the weak is to show weakness first. Xie Yanran went on to explain, "Letting your tricks go out of shape little by little and waiting for the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow is very dangerous, but it is also the only way to win." ”

It turned out that the deformation of the purple-clothed young man's sword move was not entirely due to physical exhaustion, but deliberately waiting for the opportunity, so that Shen Qinjue thought that he could win with one blow, and then attack him unprepared.

"Help me find a quiet place, don't let people disturb me......" The young man in purple suddenly spoke, his voice was weak and reluctant, "I want to use my skills to heal my wounds, if I am disturbed, I may go crazy." ”

Ming Shuhui and Xie Yanran were overjoyed when they heard this, they were worried about how to help the young man in purple.

The two hurriedly carried the purple-clothed young man to the innermost room on this floor, there was a compartment in the room, and a simple shelf was placed in the corner of the compartment, on which were set up with many tools for work, and the place behind the shelf was quite spacious, and it was difficult to be found behind it.

Ming Shuhui helped the purple-clothed young man to the back of the shelf, asked him to sit down, and then found a few bags of sand, and piled them on both sides with great effort, so that no one would find out that there were still people hiding behind the shelf.

I saw the young man in purple sitting in the corner, and began to heal himself, and kept chanting the mantra of practicing in his mouth.

"There is a way to gather and disperse, and there is no end ......to the peace and control," the purple-clothed young man recited the mantra in an extremely weak voice.

Ming Shuhui was shocked, how could this purple-clothed young man be this mixed yuan clutch skill?

But Ming Shuhui had no time to think, and when he heard this mantra, there was a sharp pain in his brain, like a needle prick, and there was a constant roar in his ears.

"There is no strength or weakness in the right and retrograde, and it is a wonderful way to lose form and forget oneself. Heaven and earth are just opened, all things are mixed, clear is rising, turbidity is sinking, luck should follow this way......" Ming Shuhui pressed his head, and then recited the mantra in his mouth, and there were more than four sentences, and the exercises behind him continued to say in his mouth.

The purple-clothed young man had closed his eyes tightly, calmly preparing for luck, but suddenly heard that Ming Shuhui could recite the mantra, and was surprised, staring at him, but his body was lucky according to the mantra, which is the natural reaction of a person who practices martial arts.

Xie Yanran was also stunned on the side, but she didn't dare to interrupt them, so she just waited silently on the side.

Ming Shuhui held his head in his hands and recited by himself for twenty minutes before stopping, and the whole set of mantras had been memorized.

The young man in purple went from being surprised at the beginning, then listening quietly, and then following the whole set of mantras to run Zhou Tian, and in twenty minutes, his face slowly turned rosy.

Ming Shuhui memorized the complete set of exercises, and he was exhausted, and his whole body was already wet with sweat.

"How can you know "Mixed Yuan Clutch Gong"? You still say that you don't know martial arts?" The purple-clothed young man breathed for a moment, opened his eyes and asked Ming Shuhui anxiously.

"I ...... I don't know...... You said that I just memorized "Mixed Yuan Clutch Gong"? I should only be able to read the first four sentences!" Ming Shuhui herself was at a loss.

"Don't worry about this for now, you should heal your injuries according to this exercise!" Xie Yanran persuaded, "You have been practicing for twenty minutes just now, and your complexion has improved a lot, if you continue to practice, you will definitely get better soon!"

Although the purple-clothed young man's face was a little ruddy, he was too seriously injured, and his qi was exhausted.

Suddenly, there were many small footsteps in the hallway. When the three of them heard it, they secretly screamed in their hearts that it was not good, Ming Shuhui and Xie Yanran shrank their bodies, hid themselves well, and let the purple-clothed young man have good luck.

"Are you sure those three people are in this building, they've all gone three floors!" a calm and sophisticated voice came from the hallway, and these people had already reached the third floor.

"There's really no place around here to hide people, and that's it. Another voice replied.

"Then search for it. ”

A group of people began to search in the building, because it was a newly built frame building, there was really no place to search, the three of them hid behind the shelf, heard this group of people for a while, they searched up and down the building, but found nothing, and finally returned to the third floor, the three of them secretly screamed bad luck in their hearts.

"Can these little ghosts still fly?"

"It's a pity that my third senior brother and fourth senior brother have internal injuries and a broken arm. The sophisticated voice sounded again, "When I catch them, I have to break them into pieces!"

"The third master and the fourth master are martial arts, and the sword array is even more powerful, how could they be defeated in the hands of a hairy boy?"

Ming Shuhui's position was on the side against the wall, just enough to see through the gap between the wall and the bag. Ming Shuhui vaguely saw that there seemed to be four or five people standing outside the compartment, this group of people surrounded a very tall person, this person was dressed strangely, his head was tied in a bun, his hair was long and his chest was long, he was wearing a Taoist robe, he looked like a Taoist priest, and he looked like a fairy wind and bones, a pair of phoenix eyes seemed to be open and closed, and the corners of his mouth were down, which seemed to be very unhappy.

"Senior brothers should be underestimating the enemy, plus what kind of conspiracy did that kid play, so he got started. The sophisticated voice came from this Taoist priest, and he said, "You just said that those boys are from the Xiwu Altar?"

"Exactly, the third master and the fourth master said that the kid used the kung fu of the Xiwu Altar. The men replied in a rambling manner.

"Hehehe...... Hasn't the Xiwu Altar been destroyed?" The Taoist priest still didn't change his face, but the volume of his words was louder than the other, especially the laughter of "hehe", which made people panic.

Ming Shuhui turned his head to look at the purple-clothed young man, only to see him frowning tightly, his qi and blood were surging, and his face was also red, Xie Yanran on the side also found that the situation was not good, this Taoist priest had been injected with domineering qi in his speech, and now the purple-clothed young man's pranayama was disrupted, and his life was in danger at any time.

Xie Yanran looked at the young man in purple worriedly, her hands clutching the corners of his clothes tightly, and her nails were about to be embedded in his clothes.

"You know so much martial arts, can you help him?" Ming Shuhui approached Xie Yanran and whispered to her.

"I only understand the theory of martial arts, and I don't know how to operate it at all, and he can only rely on himself to heal his injuries, and no one can help him at this stage......" Xie Yanran shook her head and said, her eyes were already full of anxious tears at this time.

"Xiwu Altar should really be wiped out, leaving these little beasts to endanger the world......" The Taoist priest was still scolding in the corridor, his voice was not high, his tone was steady, but the words were in his ears, which made people feel shocked.

Ming Shuhui took advantage of this Taoist priest to scold, turned out from behind the shelf, and hid the shelf again. Xie Yanran was startled when she saw Ming Shuhui flipping out, and she wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Ming Shuhui couldn't reveal the hiding place, so she carefully walked around the side of the room and came to the other side of the corridor.

"Shut up!" Ming Shuhui walked out and interrupted the Taoist priest in a loud voice, "You are a monk, you speak so ugly!"

"Sure enough, it's here. The Taoist priest opened his eyes slightly, and looked at Ming Shuhui with a terrifying look.

"Something is coming at me, I'll go with you. Ming Shuhui said as she walked towards everyone.

"You're definitely going to come with me. The Taoist priest said slowly, "What about the other two, especially the one in purple!"

"You don't have to bother looking for it!" Ming Shuhui came to everyone, and saw that the general trend had gone and calmed down a lot, "They have already run away, and I am the only one here." ”

"Hahaha......" The Taoist priest laughed, and took advantage of luck in his laughter, "It's okay for you to fool a three-year-old child with this method, but it's not so easy to sacrifice yourself to protect others!"

Ming Shuhui saw that the Taoist priest was not fooled, and he used luck to speak out, wanting to force out the purple-clothed young man, and he became anxious.

"Don't you believe it?" Ming Shuhui tried to interrupt the Taoist priest, "Didn't you search just now? ”

"Oh!" the Taoist priest nodded and continued, "Okay then, I'll kill you with one slap and see if he can't get out!"

The Taoist priest said, raised his right palm and was about to slap it down, Ming Shuhui was shocked, but how could he avoid this Taoist priest's palm, he could only close his eyes and wait for death, and he kept thinking in his heart: You must not come out, otherwise I will die in vain!

"Slow!" The young man in purple appeared in front of everyone, and Xie Yanran helped him out.

When Ming Shuhui heard his voice, her heart suddenly became cold, which meant that all three of them would not be able to escape their doom tonight.

"Stinky old man, the person you are looking for is me, your senior brother is injured by me, what are you doing to embarrass others!" Although the young man in purple was simply bandaged, the wound opened again during the action, and now he was covered in blood, and blood was oozing from his mouth, he looked like a bloody man from a distance, and with his hideous face, he looked like a devil under the moonlight.

"None of you can escape!" the Taoist priest closed his eyes again, and when he saw the purple-clothed young man appear, he seemed satisfied.

"I'll go with you, and you let them go!" said the young man in purple through gritted teeth.

"I said, you all have to die today!" said the old man indifferently, life and death were so easy in his mouth.

"It's no use you killing them. The purple-clothed young man sneered.

"Oh?" said Lao Dao with a sneer, "interesting, why is it useless?"

"Because," the purple-clothed young man paused and said, "Because I am Ming Shuhui, the person in front of you is replacing me!"

Ming Shuhui was at a loss when she heard this, why did this purple-clothed young man say this?

"Hahaha......" Lao Dao laughed again, this time from the bottom of his heart, "When you die, you make up stories to fool me!"

"I didn't make it up, my grandfather Minglang didn't want me to exchange it to your Tobu Altar, my father was a lesson from the past, so he found this person to replace me, this person didn't know anything, grandpa gave him a forgetful soul and erased his memory. After that, he stayed in the Seibu Arena for a while before he was sent to replace me. The young man in purple explained.

"Ming Shuhui" exploded in his head, if the explanation in the purple-clothed young man's mouth was true, then he was just a chess piece that Xiwutan wanted to sacrifice, and many things would make sense.

But if he is Ming Shuhui, who am I?

Who am I?

This question echoed in his mind again, and all the things that had happened recently suddenly poured into his heart, "Ming Shuhui" looked at his hands and feet, then at the people in front of him, and then at the purple-clothed young man and Xie Yanran behind him, the unprecedented chaos in his mind, and the world around him seemed to be turned upside down.

Who the hell am I!

"You're not Ming Shuhui, but I know who you are!" Xie Yanran stood up at this time and whispered to him......