Zhao Wu'an leaned against the trunk of the tree and looked up to see the purple mulberries swaying.

He was dressed in white and half stained red with blood, and there were two Assassins at his feet, while the one who had shot a feathered arrow at him at the beginning, and the one who had drilled out of the ground to shoot a hidden weapon, were still standing side by side with the abbot.

Xie Yanyao sneered: "You can't escape here today." ”

"There's a strange question. Zhao Wu'an said lightly, "Why do you just lay a net in this temple? I don't see the temple and enter to pay respects." ”

"What do you think? Our messaging, while rigorous, is not without flexibility. Unfortunately, Gangnam Province is my jurisdiction, and I have been eyeing you ten days ago. In the past ten days, not a single step of the road you have traveled has not been in our calculations, and it is only now that the net has been closed. Xie Yan said proudly, "Hand over the pulsatilla, I can not blame the past." ”

"Are you not to blame for the past?" Zhao Wu'an pointed to the five flying swords that circled around him, "Who is not to blame for the past?"

Xie Yan said coldly: "Don't give up if you don't reach the Yellow River." ”

The archer-wielding assassin wound three arrows at the same time, and the nimble assassin rushed towards Zhao Wu'an, with a variety of paths. The abbot still didn't take a step, but his figure was approaching Zhao Wu'an.

Zhao Wu'an waved his hand lightly, his qi flowed, and the three swords attacked the archer-wielding assassin, and the Bodhisattva Man, who was wide open, blocked in front of the nimble assassin, and he himself stepped forward, grabbed the mulberry, and slammed it towards the abbot's chest.

The abbot raised his arm to resist, clasped Zhao Wu'an's right arm, and then his left hand reached out and slapped Zhao Wu'an's right shoulder. Zhao Wu'an stepped back and flashed his palm, but he couldn't avoid the sharp palm wind, and his body retreated. The abbot suddenly picked up his breath and caught up.

The three arrows of the archer-wielding assassin were blocked by the three flying swords, and Zhao Wu'an's left hand fingers controlled the Bodhisattva man from afar, and even blocked the nimble assassin from getting close.

Zhao Wu'an retreated around the tree, and the abbot's fierce palm wind always followed his side, and he was never thrown away. After Zhao Wu'an retreated twenty steps, his qi suddenly dispersed, and his body flew out upside down.

The abbot frowned, but the opportunity was rare, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he put aside the light skills of the Buddhist family that had been running, and chased after Zhao Wu'an on tiptoe.

Zhao Wu'an chuckled: "Finally." ”

Picking mulberries leaves his hand, which is diametrically opposite to the direction in which his body flies upside down.

The abbot, who used his toes as the point of force, was advancing at full speed at this moment, and when he saw Cai Mulberry attacking, he immediately dodged with his qi, but he couldn't completely avoid it in the air, and he was still stabbed in the left shoulder by Cai Mulberry.

Zhao Wu'an, who fell in the corner of the courtyard wall, suddenly clenched his left hand into a fist, and the mulberry picking qi burst out, and a piece of blood spurted out of the abbot's shoulder.

"Buddhism has a saying that the Buddha crossed the river with a reed, which seems to be a light exercise, but it is actually a mental method. Wrapping around your body with a well-proportioned qi machine, being able to walk without moving, and also covering your breath around your body, it really deceived me at first, making me think that you have no martial arts. Zhao Wu'an spat blood from his mouth and said with a forced smile: "But its disadvantage is also that it is symmetrical." Pay attention to the coordination of retraction and release, I deliberately disrupted your rhythm, just to see if you dare to stop this set of mental methods. ”

Cai Mulberry deftly flew back to Zhao Wu'an's side, and the abbot said lightly: "The end of the strong crossbow." ”

Xie Yan said angrily: "Give it to me!"

Before the words fell, the Bodhisattva pierced the nimble assassin through his chest and nailed it to the mulberry tree. The mulberries fell, and the ground was dripping with blood.

Zhao Wu'an said coldly: "The Bodhisattva is the best at fighting, you really suffered a big loss." ”

Only the archer-wielding assassin remained, staring at Xie Yan in a daze, not knowing what to do. Zhao Wu'an looked at it carefully at the moment, and it turned out to be a woman.

Xie Yan was obviously furious, reached out and took the longbow in the hand of the woman holding the bow, silently wound the arrow, and said with a cruel smile: "I don't believe it, you have already passed three incense sticks with five swords in a row, and you can still dodge this arrow as quickly as you did at the beginning." ”

Zhao Wu'an's expression was solemn. Five flying swords hung at his side, trembling slightly.

Xie Yan guessed well, the sword control is all supported by the qi machine, if you want to increase the number of the sword, the internal force must be mentioned first, Zhao Wu'an has three grades, which also accounts for the sweetness of today's internal force level. In addition, flying swords have their own subtleties, even if you don't control them with your heart, you can kill some flavors. Now that he is fighting three incense sticks, in terms of the number of five flying swords, Zhao Wu'an's internal strength is almost exhausted.

If you really have the skills of a three-grade master, you won't be able to fight with Su Qinghe for a hundred moves. Within ten moves, you will definitely win.

Xie Yan took his bow and arrow, and his left eye narrowed slightly: "Let you see, a big countryman, what it should look like." ”

An arrow is fired.

The gas machine has been blocked, and Zhao Wu'an is up and down, left and right.

All the places where you can escape, the arrow wind can seriously injure Zhao Wu'an, and dodging is just useless. Xie Yan's sword also has the strength of a second-grade master. The master has a move, why do you need to make complicated moves, in one arrow, you can have no way to escape.

Zhao Wu'an shrank in the corner of the wall, holding his breath, and the five flying swords were erected in front of him one by one, forming five barriers, trying to block the arrows.

Su Musha and Que Treading Zhi were knocked away by sharp arrows almost instantly, and Zhao Wu'an, who controlled the sword with qi, was also affected, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

Cai Mulberry supported for a moment and fell to the ground, and the poppy beauty was even more vulnerable, but when it was knocked away, it suddenly released a burst of circular sword qi and buckled the arrow.

As a result, momentum has been suspended.

The Bodhisattva Man collided with the sharp arrow, and the sound of gold and iron clashing almost tore the air. Zhao Wu'an jumped up suddenly, kicked on the hilt of the Bodhisattva's sword, and flew both.

I didn't want the arrow to lose its strength after the arrow was still unabated, so after flying around in the air, it flew towards Zhao Wu'an again. Zhao Wu'an, who had used all his strength in that kick, couldn't dodge, and could only watch as the arrow pierced into his left shoulder, frowning in pain.

Five flying swords were scattered all over the place, but Zhao Wu'an still protected the box behind his back. Xie Yan threw away his bow and arrows and walked forward slowly, his face was not shocked, and he didn't even see the faint smugness that he should have.

Zhao Wu'an was beaten and grinned, and when he saw Xie Yan walking over with an expressionless face, he suddenly showed a painful smile, and said clearly: "It's painful, right?"

Xie Yan was stunned.

"Even if I did, I would be in pain. But even so, I still have to do it, because it is a long-cherished wish of myself that has long since died. Zhao Wu'an raised his head and stared at Xie Yan's eyes. At this moment, those pupils were full of fierce struggle.

"Looks like I'm right. Zhao Wu'an seized the time to gasp, "Xie Yan, the name sounds like this, but I'm afraid it's changed, your real name should be Xie Yan." ”

Xie Yan's eyes were filled with shock: "How do you know?"

Zhao Wu'an coughed with laughter and coughed up a pool of blood: "You specify that you want a pulsatilla, and I will know who you probably are." At that time, Xie Hui's eldest son hated his father for not being good at management and losing thousands of family fortunes, so he defected from the Xie family. I've heard all these things. ”

He looked up at Xie Yan and said coldly, "What do you want Pulsatilla to do?"

Xie Yan was silent for a long time, swallowed his saliva, and pulled out his portable saber: "I can't tolerate you." ”

He walked in front of Zhao Wu'an, his expression was restrained and unchanged, but he couldn't hold back his fierce words, and his voice was trembling: "I sacrificed so much to have today's status." The Great Song Dynasty was personally received by His Majesty, and the left envoy of Luo Yige was like a cloud of killers. Black and white, no one will sell me Xie Yan's face a little, I will not let you ruin the things I have accumulated over the years. ”

Zhao Wu'an's eyes showed no fear: "How can I ruin your savings?" The only thing you can do is yourself. It was you who completely ruined yourself with your own hands, Xie Yan. ”

"Shut up!" Xie Yan waved his knife angrily.

The blade stopped in mid-air, only an inch away from Zhao Wu'an's eyebrows.

A slender silver wire, tightly attached to the blade. Xie Yan looked up, only to see a fist-sized spider nesting among the green tiles, spitting spider silk on the root of the wall that Zhao Wu'an had been leaning on.

Zhao Wu'an breathed a long sigh of relief and sighed: "If you come, you will strike first, it really scared me to death just now." ”

"I saw that you were chatting, so I didn't dare to disturb. "Behind the mulberry tree came the voice of the mulberry elm of Dailou.

Xie Yan turned back in confusion, only to find that the abbot and the female assassin with the bow had fallen to the ground, breathless.

The girl who turned out from behind the mulberry tree had already taken off her sweaty coat, and at this moment, Katsuyuki's skin was covered with blood.

Seeing Zhao Wu'an, Dailou Sangyu tilted his head: "Is your blood also a murderous splash?"

Zhao Wu'an smiled bitterly: "I'm not that powerful, it's basically my own blood." ”

Dailou Sangyu nodded clearly, looked at the shocked Xie Yan, and said softly: "Then let you splash some blood on him." ”

With just a slight wave of her hand, Xie Yan's body suddenly froze, and several blood holes broke through her body, and fat insects fell from them, and blood spurted from the hole.