"It's all your calculations?" Fang Tianyou said coldly, without a sense of fear. At this point, it's useless to be afraid.

"Not bad," Xu Ruyi also admitted calmly.

"Why?" Fang Tianyou asked again.

"It's funny," Xu Ruyi sneered, "You don't know what you mean by saving that chick? Don't you just want to push the ghost shadow on my head?

"Well, it makes sense" Fang Tianyou nodded, there was no refutation, and there was no meaning to refute.

As Fang Tianyou said, everything was calculated by Xu Ruyi, half a month of planning, just for this earth-shattering sword.

After a night of waiting, Xu Ruyi waited for the opportunity he needed. If you want to force Fang Tianyou to use the Nine Yin White Bone Claw in the competition, it is unrealistic. No, maybe he will die, maybe not, after all, Zuo Qiuhua and Wen Baisheng are still standing aside, and the moment of life and death may not be able to stop Yun Yangzi's heavy hand. If Fang Tianyou used the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, then he would die, and the Huashan faction would not come forward to protect him. The Huashan faction has many secret books of its own exercises, and it may not care about a copy of "Nine Yin White Bone Claws". But Fang Tianyou has become a ghost of killing people, if they come forward again, it will be a joke about their reputation. Whether it is a sect or a family, everything can be lost, but they cannot lose their reputation, which is the foundation of their foothold. For example, Shaolin, the burning of Shaolin, and the destruction of Buddha in the Temple have happened more than once in history, but every time the Shaolin Temple has survived, the reason is because of their great name and martial arts leader, and the prestige of the righteous bull's ear.

Xu Ruyi understands these truths, and Fang Tianyou may not understand them. So Xu Ruyi needs a chance, a chance not to give Fang Tianyou time to think.

Human behavior is controlled by the brain, but there is another exception, and that is conditioning. The simplest example of this is the knee jerk reaction. So it is possible to act before thinking, for example, between life and death.

The competition was at a disadvantage, and when the opponent was about to make a move, the sword that could not be blocked by only the broken jade fist was a completely instinctive reaction, and Fang Tianyou was finally calculated and used this martial art that could kill him.

Dum moonlight

Faint starlight

The lanterns on both sides of the gate of Fengyunzhuang swayed slowly in the breeze, but the lantern paper was already stained with blood.

The bloody slaughter has begun.

Not a one-sided slaughter, but a chaotic war.

Zuo Qiuhua and Wen Baisheng have already left, and there is no point in them staying.

When did the battle begin?

Maybe it's someone's eyes, maybe it's a golden needle that suddenly flies out, or maybe it's the fall of a plum blossom.

When a person's nerves are tense, any little stimulation can be fatal.

The target is the cheats of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, but the enemy is everyone around him, even everything that can move. There is only one cheatbook, and it doesn't matter how you get it, it's how you get it alive.

Not far from Fengyunzhuang, under a plum tree, Xu Ruyi quietly leaned against the trunk of the tree, watching the killing not far away.

As the director of the entire killing, he was not involved.

Where is the limit of martial arts? Xu Ruyi didn't know, and he didn't want to try.

Is the era I came to the Ming Dynasty? It seems to be, and it doesn't seem to be. If it is the Ming Dynasty, all the characters and historical nodes can be attached. If not, the martial arts of this world seem to be infinitely elevated.

In the crowd, the snake-hearted old monster struck out with one palm, and the enemy in front of him was directly torn apart. That Chung Du returned his hand and slashed at a monk, but only left a white mark on the opponent's naked upper body.

Life is incomparably fragile at this moment, but it is only at this moment that life is in your own hands.

It's a mess!

Wu Junying has fallen in a pool of blood, and his body is still intact, but his head has been trampled on flat.

And Fang Tianyou 。。。。。 A pair of sharp claws, flying up and down, there is no need to hide clumsy, at this moment he is in and out of the hole cards. There is no entanglement, one blow is retreated, and it wanders in the crowd.

The screams kept ringing out, and every roar, every shout, could represent the loss of a life.

Xu Ruyi shook his head, having lost interest in this killing.

His eyes were slightly closed for a moment, and when he opened them again, a sharp sword appeared in his hand, four feet long, and the blue light was shining. Worth fifty kills.

"Dugu Sword: Fierce and fierce, invincible. Xu Ruyi grabbed the sword in his hand and slashed down towards a stone pier beside him.

Silently, as if nothing had happened. Xu Ruyi slightly lifted the sleeve of his robe, and the strength was released, and the boulder was divided into two halves. A good sword, a good sword, worthy of being a sword for Dugu to seek defeat.

"Ahh

"Don't!"

"Help!"

In Fengyun Village, the screams of women and children sounded one after another, attracting Xu Ruyi's attention.

After all, there are not only men in Fengyun Village, but also the wives and children of the villagers, as well as maids and servants.

Xu Ruyi is not a good person, but he is unwilling to do anything to women, children and the elderly if it is not necessary, let alone violate women. This is the bottom line and the principle. Even in prisons where criminals from previous lives gather, rapists are the lowest and most despised.

"Hmph" Xu Ruyi snorted coldly, bypassed the warring crowd from a distance, and climbed over the wall into Fengyun Village.

While the kill value was already growing, he didn't mind getting any more.

The families of Fengyunzhuang were originally concentrated in the lobby, but now, with the arrival of this group of robbers, they have scattered all over the manor.

The maid named ** peach ran helplessly with an eight or nine-year-old child in her arms. The lady had already been beheaded in front of her, and she desperately ran out of the lobby with the little master in her arms and came to the back garden.

She was quite clever, she didn't shout loudly, she was afraid, afraid of inviting people she didn't want to see.

The back garden is located in the depths of Fengyunzhuang, and the killing has not yet reached here for a while, but it is only a matter of time.

Holding the little master helplessly, Chun Tao quietly squatted down in the shadow under a rockery. She curled up as best she could, hoping to melt into the darkness, into the blood-colored moonlight.

"Bodhisattva help" Chun Tao's eyes flowed with tears, but she bit her lip to prevent herself from crying.

The little young master Fang Jun in his arms seemed to be scared silly, but he didn't seem to be. When his mother died in front of him, he didn't say a word, and the originally lively and lovely child was now deep and cold, which made Xiaofeng feel a little scared and a little strange.

At some point, a dark cloud slowly drifted in the sky, obscuring the already dim stars and moon. A light rain fell, washing the blood inside and outside Fengyunzhuang, but such a drop of rain was obviously not enough, there was still blood flowing on the ground, and in the pool of blood was an unsightly corpse.