Ma Yanzheng sat on the threshold of the inn, holding a bowl of hot noodle soup in his hand, and ate it in a big gulp, the lights in the inn shone out, and he could faintly see the rain sprinkled on the street.

The rain fell into the big bowl of noodles with the wind, which made Ma Yan feel more and more uncomfortable the more he ate.

The face is hot, the wind is cold, the heart is cold, and the rain is bitter.

"Da Da Da ......"

At this moment, there was a faint sound of footsteps on the street, and there was a noise of standing water on the road. Ma Yan raised his head, squinted his eyes and stared in the direction of the Tiandu County City Gate for a while, and then put the bowl of noodle soup in his hand aside. The right hand was naturally raised, holding the hilt of the sword that was carried on his back.

Shopkeeper He braved the cold and heavy rain all the way to the door of the inn, his clothes had already been soaked by the rain, his whole body was cold and shivering, his snot and the rain were integrated, and he couldn't tell who was what.

Still, he was glad. I'm afraid this deal is going to be cold, but it doesn't matter, at least my life is saved. Leave the green mountains here, and next year we will go to chop wood. How could he have thought that in addition to the first-class theft skills, the half-sword cultivation was also so strong? How could he have thought that that ordinary young man would actually be a madman who killed people without blinking?

It's a pity that he still hasn't woken up to one thing: there are more things he didn't expect.

The door of the inn was still lit, and he had already thought of the first thing he would say when he returned to the inn. He wants to eat roast chicken, braised pork, and a hot bowl of noodles, and then sleep beautifully wrapped in a thick quilt, half a sword or something, to hell with it.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Ma Yan looked at the shopkeeper He who was running in front of him and said in a deep voice.

Shopkeeper He was stunned, he stood in the rain, and couldn't understand what the young man meant.

"Brush!"

The boy pulled out a small shiny sword and took a step forward, exposing the blade completely to the rain.

"You ......" Shopkeeper He opened his mouth wide, and was about to turn around and run, but the sword in the young man's hand was too fast.

The rain was so heavy that there was no blood on the blade at all.

Ma Yan retracted the little sword from its scabbard and looked up at the rain in the sky, as if praying, hoping that everything that happened would go smoothly as just now.

He turned back to the threshold and sat down, picked up the bowl of noodles next to him, and ate it with relish, though it was a little cold. At this moment, on the ground more than a foot in front of him, a man fell in a pool of blood, staining the ground with water.

The person Xu Changfeng said didn't trust him, but it didn't mean that he was a timid and afraid of things.

......

The sword light was still flickering and crackling in the gloomy mountain temple.

Xu Changfeng had three more sword wounds on his body, although the wound was small and the blood flowed very slowly, it was a broken scar after all, like an ant bite, and every time he exercised vigorously, he was in severe pain.

"You're going to die...... Lei Laosan looked at Xu Changfeng, who was already panting, although he was also hit by a sword in the leg, but compared to the other party's injury, this was nothing.

"Of course I know I won't live long. Xu Changfeng took a sip of blood, gritted his teeth and said.

Lei Laosan smiled slightly, "It looks like you should be the first time to do chivalry, right? There are rules on the road, and I don't want to be difficult for you, so I will leave a hand and let you go." ”

Xu Changfeng subconsciously glanced at Wei Xueying, who had collapsed to the ground, and immediately his heart sank, "I said no?"

"Sonorous!"

Before he could finish speaking, the black sword rushed in front of him again, and the two swords collided and rubbed against each other, making a very harsh sound.

"......"

Although Xu Changfeng dodged this sword, there was a fifth scar on his chest.

"Didn't your master teach you, there is a terrible price to pay for fighting at the next level!" Lei Laosan sneered.

He was a late-stage second-order cultivator, and compared to Lin Tianhan and Wei Changting, who were only in the early stage of the second-order, he was indeed a lot stronger. Moreover, this is a battle of life and death, not a child's sword test. Every move is to attack the opponent's vital point, and the move is fatal.

"My Master...... It's not your turn to talk here!" Xu Changfeng shouted in a low voice, and stepped forward with his sword again.

"Falling Rain Sword Technique!" The Lone Shadow Short Sword suddenly disappeared, and a heavy rain as cold as the outside of the Mountain Temple fell in front of Lei Laosan.

"It's this trick again, why struggle any longer?"

Lei Laosan did not dodge, but met the mysterious rain curtain head-on, the black sword was raised high, suddenly tilted in the air, and slashed diagonally towards the rain curtain in front of him.

This is to use absolute strength to break through the illusion formed by the sword move. Under the great power, all the gaudy fancy will appear vulnerable. There is no need to distinguish between the true and the fake, just a pure force is needed to balance the sword of Xu Changfeng.

"Bang!"

It was like a strong wind, and the rain dissipated in an instant. The black sword locked the lone shadow short sword in Xu Changfeng's hand from top to bottom.

"Give you a last word. Lei Laosan suddenly smiled and said, at this time, in this situation, any key point on Xu Changfeng's body was clearly exposed in front of him. Like a beautiful woman with loose clothes and untied ties, she is lying on the bed with her hands and feet tied, and she is allowed to pick.

Xu Changfeng shook his head and said, "You have too many words. ”

After speaking, the lone shadow long sword in his hand burst out violently, piercing Lei Laosan's chest like flying sand and stones. Lei Laosan's eyes lit up, and he realized that the dark green short sword that Fang was locked by himself had disappeared out of thin air!

"You ......" Lei Laosan looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief, and the feeling of coldness spread all over his body, as if someone had suddenly stuffed a piece of cold ice in his heart.

His breathing gradually stopped, his pupils constricted violently, and his vision became more and more blurry. He couldn't figure out why the sword had suddenly run from below to top.

Soon, he left the river and lake with this incomprehensible question.

"Hoo ......"

Xu Changfeng let go of the hilt of his sword, and his whole body was like an elongated rubber band, and he fell to the ground with a bang. His consciousness was still clear, but his body was like a stiff stone, and he didn't seem to listen to his accusations, and the tingling sensation ran through his body, which made him very uncomfortable.

He looked at Lei Laosan, who had also fallen, and his eyes were fixed on the lone shadow dagger stuck in his chest.

Xu Changfeng sighed in a low voice: "If it weren't for this lonely shadow that Uncle Su gave me, I wouldn't have been able to kill it with my own strength......"

True and false, false and true, this is the true meaning of illusion. The illusion of the rain curtain created by the Falling Rain Sword Technique was just a bait, and its purpose was to make Lei Lao Sansan careless, so as to cover up the illusion he really wanted to make.

As a high-grade spirit sword, how could the Lone Shadow Short Sword just have a worthless title?

The so-called lonely shadow, shadow is his greatest essence.

In fact, the sword that Lei Laosan saw was just an afterimage, with Xu Changfeng's cultivation at this time, it was impossible to make such an afterimage, but the Lone Shadow Short Sword could.

It was this afterimage that made Lei Lao Er think that he had forced Xu Changfeng to death, but he didn't know that the person who was really forced to death was himself.

Xu Changfeng's understanding of the sword is not a day or two, and through a suitable angle, he can get stuck on the opponent's sword grid, which can make Lei Laosan mistakenly think that he is exerting force downward, creating an illusion. In fact, the Lone Shadow Short Sword was always above him.

If it weren't for Lei Laosan, who had the chance to win, who was careless, how could he have been deceived by such a small illusion?

Xu Changfeng struggled to pull out the Lone Shadow Broken Sword, hunched his waist and climbed up, walking towards the women in front of him step by step.

Xu Changfeng untied the ropes that bound their hands and feet one by one, worried that they would be frightened when they saw this scene, so he said gloomily: "If you want to live, run straight forward for me, and no one is allowed to untie the blindfold before being wet by the rain." ”

When the abducted women heard this, they all stood up, and the instinctive power of their bodies drove them desperately towards the gate of the mountain temple. Under the strong desire to survive, physical perception can exert extreme power. Especially at this time, although they are blindfolded, they are able to maintain their direction without moving.

Seeing that there were only two living people left in the mountain temple, he and Wei Xueying, Xu Changfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There was no movement on the roof for a long time, and it must have been fought elsewhere between Banjian and the fifth-order Lei Boss.

Wei Xueying looked at Xu Changfeng and couldn't help laughing, "I found out...... You really look like a demon sometimes......"

"But I'm not a demon. He shook his head and said, "My name is Xu Changfeng." ”