The rain rained for a day and a night, and it didn't stop until nightfall. After the winter in Chang'an, rain like this is indeed rare.

Zhou Qixuan held an oil umbrella and pushed the door into the courtyard of West Lane, and the cold wind blew his fingers a little frozen. At this moment, the lights were bright in the house, Xu Changfeng noticed that there were people in the yard, and immediately pushed the door open and looked at Zhou Qixuan who was standing in the rain. He noticed the sword Zhou Qixuan was carrying behind him, and in his impression, this was the first time Zhou Qixuan had taken a sword out.

"It's all set. Zhou Qixuan looked at Xu Changfeng and said.

"I see. Xu Changfeng nodded and walked into the house, and after a while, he took the Lone Shadow Short Sword, opened an oil umbrella and walked into the rain. Xu Changfeng didn't let Liang Yi follow, after all, this was Zhaoyuemen's own business.

"Let's go. Xu Changfeng passed by Zhou Qixuan's side and did not stop, just left these two words plainly.

Tonight, they were going to do one thing, and that was to kill someone. Although I also went to kill last night, the difference is that tonight is a fair killing, a happy killing!

"After tonight, there will only be one Zhaoyue Gate left in Chang'an City. Zhou Qixuan walked aside and said in a low voice.

"I hope so. Xu Changfeng nodded.

If Zheng Kai doesn't die, it will be impossible for Zhaoyuemen to be peaceful for a day. Therefore, destroying the Sword Fu Gang is secondary, and the first thing is to kill Zheng Kai, and this is the reason why Xu Changfeng wants to kill Zheng Tong.

Zheng Kai's two brothers are like brothers, and he will definitely keep a vigil for Zheng Tong tonight, and he will never leave Chang'an easily.

The rain in Chang'an is always very turbulent. Just like a sword in a practitioner's hand, it can kill people in the blink of an eye.

Chang'an City was covered by the noisy sound of rain, and the cold night was like the minions of death, blocking every corner of the city wall.

At this moment, in a house in Chang'an East Lane, the candlelight is bright and the white silk is fluttering. Under the shadow of the lamp, a strange black shadow was blown up, and it looked like a very terrifying scene.

This is Zheng Tong's mourning hall, in the middle of the mourning hall, a pitch-black wooden coffin is placed behind the mourning platform, and Zheng Kai wears a mourning chief and kneels on the side of the mourning platform. The wind was blowing fiercely outside, and the candlelight on the altar was flickering violently. I saw that among the three incense sticks inserted in the incense burner, the one in the middle was obviously burning a little slowly.

Three long and two short, this is not a good sign.

Zheng Kai glanced at the incense, and then stared at the rain curtain outside the mourning hall with his residual vision, and the huge raindrops fell on the ground one after another, splashing all over the world. The candlelight shone dimly on his heavy floor, and it looked a little pale. At this moment, in the small mourning hall, there is only him, and Zheng Tong lying in the coffin......

There was no sound of gongs and suona, and no Taoist priests came to recite the scriptures, only white silk was dancing in the wind. The entire mourning hall was as silent as death, and a strange atmosphere was permeated everywhere.

"They haven't come yet......"

Two people, one older and one younger, holding oil umbrellas, stood in a corner outside the mourning hall, staring at the empty house.

Zhou Qixuan looked up at the gloomy night sky and muttered in a low voice, "They shouldn't come." ”

It seems that the imperial court still can't let go of this heart after all. Xu Changfeng shook his head.

They are referring to Zhou Qixuan's brothers, as well as the elite soldiers and strong generals in the hands of Zhaoyuemen.

At this moment, they were being escorted by the soldiers of Chang'an Mansion, walking on the spacious Suzaku Street. The Chang'an government took them back to the government for filing and detention on charges of violating the curfew. Wait until the end of the night before you can release them.

Even in normal times, the Chang'an Mansion only turned a blind eye to the curfew, and as long as it didn't cause a big mess, who would be full and go to the rivers and lakes? Not to mention that it was raining and cold at this time, they were still so conscientious in their duties, which can only show one thing.

There are big people in the court who don't want the Sword Talisman Gang to fall. Without these brothers, what could he do if he Zhou Qixuan was a fifth-order cultivator?

"Are you afraid?" Zhou Qixuan turned his head to look at Xu Changfeng and asked seriously.

"I'm afraid. Xu Changfeng nodded, and he paused for a moment before saying, "But I won't escape, at least not yet." ”

"Being entrusted by others and being loyal to others is really a gentleman. Zhou Qixuan nodded.

Xu Changfeng shook his head and said, "But I'm not a gentleman. ”

"I know. Zhou Qixuan smiled, "If you realize that this is a mortal situation, you can abandon me." Although my Zhou Qixuan's life is worth a few dollars, it is not so expensive that I need someone to bury it for me. ”

The two were silent for a while, and they unanimously put away the oil umbrella and let the cold rain drench their bodies. The biting cold continued to erode the bodies of the two of them with the infiltration of the rain, and Xu Changfeng hurriedly used his spiritual power, which made his body temperature gradually rise.

Zhou Qixuan took the lead and shook his head: "I haven't had a sword for several years, and I don't know how many people in Chang'an still remember that sword ......."

Xu Changfeng listened to Zhou Qixuan's words, was stunned for a while, and soon followed. Obviously, Zhou Qixuan is not the kind of person who gives his life in vain, he has his own hole cards.

The gate of the courtyard is open, and you can see Zheng Kai kneeling in the mourning hall at a glance, as well as the shocking coffin.

"Sonorous!"

Zhou Qixuan pulled out the sword behind him, the hilt was black, but the blade was white, black and white!

He stepped into the courtyard, and at this moment, under the dark night covered by heavy rain, countless killing machines suddenly burst out. Under the light of the candles in the mourning hall, ten sharp swords suddenly slashed out from the corners of the walls around the courtyard, and the screams rang out.

Zhou Qixuan didn't move, letting these sharp swords keep approaching him.

He held the black hilt, and a white light suddenly flashed in his hand, and the sword was like a curtain of light, and with one blow, it picked up ten oncoming swords, and none of them missed.

He stepped forward with a powerful step, hunched over. The backhand sword set off a huge splash on the ground, only to hear the sound of the sound, the splash flying in the air was suddenly dyed blood-red, and they fell to the ground one after another, like a bloody rain.

The sword bleeds like rain!

The corpses of the ten swordsmen fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, and there was an identical scar on their throats, which was fatal!

Zhou Qixuan was like a sharp bull, with an indissipating energy, and he didn't even blink his eyes even when the raindrops fell on his face. The sword qi attached to the blade is creaking, he is also a sword qi master, known as Zhou Qixuan, the life-chasing sword!

"Bang dang!"

Ten swords that flew into the air fell to the ground, and they were inserted into the chest of every swordsman on the ground. He stood motionless, and all that fell on him was rain. The life-chasing sword in his hand was washed out incomparably new.

The stagnant water on the ground was also stained into a pool of scarlet blood, and the air was filled with a fishy smell.

Xu Changfeng watched this scene behind him and was very surprised.

He had never seen a human sword so accurate, even if Zhou Qixuan's eyes were blindfolded, he could still stab the enemy's throat with great precision.

The cold wind seemed to have stopped at this moment, and only a thick killing intent was rising in the courtyard.

Zhou Qixuan didn't say a word, and rushed towards Zheng Kai in the mourning hall.

Just as he was about to arrive at the door of the mourning hall, the two side doors of the mourning hall suddenly opened, and a sword-wielding man poured out from inside one after another.

For a while, the sword qi flew sideways, the aura rioted, and the clothes on Zhou Qixuan's body were also stained with blood. Despite this, Xu Changfeng could still see that Zheng Kai was still kneeling in the mourning hall as if no one was around.

Just as there was a fierce battle at the door of the mourning hall, Xu Changfeng suddenly heard footsteps behind him. When he looked back, he saw five Sword Talisman Gang disciples holding curved bows, with arrows already on the strings, aiming at Zhou Qixuan's back. These five bows and arrows were shot, and even if Zhou Qixuan didn't die, he had to lie on the ground, and was finally hacked to death by the members of the Sword Fu Gang in the mourning hall.

Xu Changfeng didn't dare to hesitate, pulled out the Lone Shadow Short Sword and rushed forward.

The man with the longbow saw the young man rushing towards him violently, and quickly adjusted his direction, only to hear a whoosh, and five arrows flew towards different directions of his body.

The boy didn't stop, and the lone shadow dagger actually set off a wave in the heavy rain, and the raindrops converged into a water barrier.

Click!

The moment the five arrows touched the water barrier, they immediately broke in half. Before they could draw the bow again, the young and slender body had already galloped to their side. A sword stabbed into the chest of the man in the middle.

The boy drew his sword and turned around as he slashed across the throat of a man beside him.

I only heard the sound of searching, and arrows came one after another from behind. The boy threw himself to the ground with all his might, and only then did he avoid the arrow piercing his heart, but even then his clothes were still cut by the bow and arrow.

The man closest to him held the shaft of the arrow in his hand and stabbed the boy who was lying on the ground. I saw the young man turn around, and when the arrow was less than a foot away from his chest, the Lone Shadow Short Sword was raised at the same time, giving the man a deep chill.

The boy noticed that someone was pulling the bow behind him, and as he released the hilt of the sword, he snatched the arrow from the man's hand with his left hand, and the whole person jumped up from the ground, dodging the arrow.

The boy ran rapidly in the rain, holding the shaft of the arrow and smashing it into the eye of a man with a bow, blood flying sideways, and he roared in pain, and sat down on the ground. The young man gathered the spiritual power in his body on the soles of his feet, lifted his feet and kicked them hard. The man's other eye was also shattered, and he bled to death on the ground, his face was terrifying.

The boy panted and looked up at the man who had already drawn the bowstring. The arrow was not aimed at him, but aimed at Zhou Qixuan, who was fighting fiercely in the courtyard.

The boy took the biggest step and rushed forward, and the arrow was off the string with a whoosh. The young man threw the man to the ground at the same time, they were all ordinary people, and the power of the marrow cleansing realm cultivation was enough to suppress them to death. That's why Zheng Kai let these people hold longbows and sneak attack behind their backs.

The arrow had already arrived behind Zhou Qixuan in the blink of an eye, he seemed to sense the arrow coming, and hurriedly moved to the right, and the sword was finally inserted into his left arm.

Xu Changfeng strangled the man to death with both palms, stood up and looked at Zhou Qixuan, who was hit by an arrow in his left arm, and couldn't help frowning. Thousands of calculations, another missed step.