Chapter 21: Counter-Killing
The sudden growth of the clear stream in his body made Qin Yue stunned, but there was no time for him to ponder it at the moment, and the sound of gold and iron colliding in the distance kept coming out, and it became more and more urgent.
Through the layers of mist, when he came to the place where the voice came from, Qin Yue unexpectedly found that the internal force obtained from cultivating the Taishang Wentian Chapter in his body had increased by a small amount, which was the hard work of more than ten days in the past.
A miserable scream pulled Qin Yue back to the moment, and a delicate human head spun in mid-air and landed in front of Qin Yue.
Looking at this unfamiliar face, Qin Yue first breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, his heart sank, this bamboo forest is not big, if seven people are surrounded by it, it will definitely not take half an hour to turn this upside down.
The killer was none other than Wu Yue, who was erasing the blood on the iron hook at this time, glanced coldly at Qin Yue who arrived, and turned around and walked into a deeper fog.
Qin Yue's eyes also flashed with coldness, just now Wu Yue's glance, he did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes at all, if there was no person from Qingxin Nunnery here, those two iron hooks would probably be pointed at him.
After a year of wandering the rivers and lakes, Qin Yue is not the little student who doesn't know anything, not to mention that the things he experienced at a young age made him have a cold personality, and he adapts to things like killing faster than others.
Now that the old man is in danger, the only way to break the situation is to kill!
Kill all these killers who pick up the star tower! Let go of all of them, and expose yourself to the scourge of killing.
The Star Picking Tower can allow the killer to fail the mission, and the killer can be allowed to sacrifice, but it will never allow the killer to stab each other while performing the mission.
Once they start working, none of these killers can let them go!
As a man of action, as soon as Qin Yue decided on the direction, he abandoned other messy ideas and began to analyze the current situation.
Now the killers of the same industry are scattered all over the bamboo forest, which is a good thing and a bad thing.
The good thing is that it can be broken individually, and the danger of exposure is relatively small.
And the bad thing is that the half-hour statute of limitations of Tequila will inevitably make these people work harder to find the disciples of Qingxin'an, once the time is up, these life-sparing guys will definitely leave the bamboo forest directly, and there will be no stop.
Therefore, half an hour is the time when the Star Picking Tower Killer pursues and kills the disciples of Qingxin Nunnery, and it is also the time when Qin Yue kills the Star Picking Tower Killer.
Time is of the essence, and there is no room for delay!
While thinking about it, Qin Yue's whole person was like a cheetah scurrying through the bamboo forest, and his left hand was also quietly holding the hilt of the sword.
"Ahh
There was an exclamation in the distance, and Qin Yue's whole person shot out like an arrow from the string, passing through layers of fog, and soon arrived at the place where the incident occurred.
He didn't see the fiery figure he wanted to see, Qin Yue was secretly anxious in his heart, but he was not slow under his feet, and he seemed to rush over.
The black-clothed man in the distance saw Qin Yue flying over, his eyes were happy, and he shouted, "Kill this woman with me!"
Seeing this, the disciple of the Qingxin Nunnery looked like ashes, and tried to resist in vain but was still dragged back.
Qin Yue's distance approached rapidly, Qin Yue held the hilt of the sword in his left hand, and suddenly pulled it out, a cold light like water gushed out, smashing the falling bamboo leaves.
The man in black's expression of joy froze on his face, and slowly looked down at his body.
Burst!
Blood spurted out wildly, staining the grimace on the bamboo trunk red, making it even more hideous and terrifying.
Qin Yue fluttered down, the long sword was returned to the sheath, and the body of the black-clothed man behind him was cut in two.
When the disciple of Qingxin'an saw this, the ashes on his face were suddenly replaced by ecstasy, and he arched his hand and said: "Thank you for saving your life, I don't know if I can leave my name so that the little girl can come to ...... Japan."
Zheng!
Before he finished speaking, another sword roared sounded.
Qin Yue put away his sword again and said softly, "The next life...... May it be well. ”
The body of the disciple of Qingxin'an was so weak that he collapsed to the ground, with a happy expression on his face, and a little red mark on his eyebrows slowly oozed blood.
The rivers and lakes are difficult, and every inch is a place where bones are buried.
Qin Yue rushed into the mist again and disappeared.
......
After a long time, a black-clothed man wearing a white mask broke through the fog and came here, and found the black-clothed man on the ground who had been cut in two and the Qingxin'an disciple whose eyebrows were oozing blood.
After carefully examining the deaths of the two, the white-faced man muttered softly, "Not the same death, but the death of one person...... This person, such a chilling sword intent......"
The white-faced man looked at his surroundings again, touching the traces of the surrounding fights and seeing.
"It's all a deadly move...... Looking at the expression of the deceased, I am afraid that there is an element of surprise, but this kind of swordsmanship, even if it goes head-to-head, these two people can't hold up a few moves, is this person from Qingxin'an, or my person who picks the star tower, or, is there someone else?"
Time passed slowly, and soon more than half of the hour had passed.
Qin Yue shook the long sword, shook off all the blood on the sword, and the black clothes on his body did not stain the slightest trace of blood, and then he left lightly, and the black-clothed man behind him fell to the ground weakly, lifeless.
In just two quarters of an hour, Qin Yue had already killed all the killers of the Star Picking Tower, except for Wu Yue and the white-faced people, and even the disciples of Qingxin Nunnery had three lives in their hands, and there should be one more person in the count, but he couldn't find it, I was afraid that he had already died in the hands of others.
In this way, there are only four living people in this bamboo forest, including Qin Yue.
It's a pity that I haven't seen Wu Yue since I first saw it, and I don't know if I saw the corpses of other black-clothed people and hid them vigilantly.
As for the other white-faced man, Qin Yue had never encountered it from beginning to end.
On the contrary, Qin Huanhuan, who wanted to protect, met a few times halfway, but Qin Yue was always touching and leaving, and did not communicate too much.
Unrecognizable, two lives, many of the past I am afraid can only look back, but I can no longer grasp it.
The mist surged, and Qin Yue felt that the strange internal forces around him seemed to become more violent, scrambling to drill into his body, but they all became the nourishment of the clear stream in his body.
It is worth mentioning that this is only half an hour's effort, Qin Yue actually feels that he has been troubled by the third-rate master for more than a year, and the threshold has loosened a lot, as if he can break through as long as he continues to stay here for a while.
At this moment, a chill suddenly erupted from the depths of the bamboo forest, and even Qin Yue, who had lived in an extremely cold place since he was a child, shivered violently, and trembled from the bottom of his heart.
The strange internal force that had become violent in the mist was also calmed down by this chill.
But after such a moment's change, there was a sudden sound of fighting in the fog not far away.
When he got a little closer, Qin Yue saw a fiery red dress and a cold iron hook.
The highlight of this jungle hunt has just begun!