As soon as the words fell, two flying sword lights and shadows like meteors faintly appeared in the sky above the direction where the black-clothed masked man came from, and the speed was astonishing.

Liu San'er only glanced at it, and shouted in his heart that it was not good. The one above is definitely not the speed of the sword that a cultivator in the Qi cultivation period may have, so it should be the other party's foundation building.

The two Zhuji can one entangle Ding Nian first, and the other will send away all the Qi cultivation disciples like Liu San'er like a wolf into a flock, and then go back to deal with Ding Nian together.

Even if Ding Nian's strength is strong, it is not easy to deal with two Zhuji existences at the same time, not to mention that the other party actually dares to take the initiative to trouble her, the strength is by no means weak, coupled with the assistance of a group of black-clothed masked people during the Qi training period, it should be nine out of ten, the other party is really a good calculation!

It's really hard to pity yourself for getting involved in a battle of this level for no reason!

Under the rapid change of mind, Liu San'er could not think much. But it does not prevent him from judging the current situation: the time has come to run away, even if it is really as Ding Nian said in the future, he will admit it to facing endless pursuit at all times, after all, it is important to save his life.

But the whistle at the entrance of the village did not sound a second time, which meant that Liu San'er and they couldn't leave yet, and they had to stay and continue to kill, killing people for the three-legged crow, killing people for the eggs of the three-legged crow, and killing people for Ding Nian.

Damn, there are two Zhuji here, this is obviously beyond the scope of our side's resistance, what are you doing! Is this guy Cao Yangshan stupid, or is his eyes bad? If you don't blow the second whistle, do you want us all to die? Seeing the two Zhuji passing over the entrance of the village with a huge momentum, Liu San'er's heart rose to his throat. If one or two of the two foundations rushed directly towards him, would he have any way to save his life?

This is really a desperate question, the more I think about it, the less I have fighting spirit and confidence!

The next moment, two flying swords carrying the existence of Zhuji rushed straight through the entrance of the village, I don't know if it was disdain for a qi training ant like Cao Yangshan, or if Cao Yangshan inspired some hidden treasure supernatural powers, the Zhuji above actually didn't make a move on him, and directly stabbed the thatched house where Ding Nian was with a sword, as if he could see through.

Those were two flying swords that were almost identical, and both of them had a faint blue halo on their bodies. Carrying two masked people who were also dressed in black, they couldn't tell their gender, but the aura on their bodies was obviously stronger than Ding Nian, and it was basically certain that both of them were at least in the middle stage of foundation building, and maybe even in the later stage.

Against such two people, what chance can Ding Nian have? What's more, she also has to assist the three-legged crow to advance!

From the appearance of the two foundations to the rush to the thatched house where Ding Nian was, the time was only a few breaths, but Liu San'er felt that a long time had passed. He was weighing over and over again whether to run away immediately. Regardless of Ding Nian, Huang Xinran, or Du Quanzhi, let alone those brothers who have known each other for less than a day, it is good to escape alone. But deep down, there seemed to be something interfering with him, admonishing him not to give up this opportunity to kill people easily: wealth and danger... One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither... Heaven will take it, and it will be blamed... Miss tonight, wait another year... To stand on the shoulders of giants, you have to climb up desperately... Don't leave, don't leave, don't leave!

"What are you doing in a daze! Kill!" Huang Xinran, who had already run into Bao Xiaojie's battle group, looked back at Liu San'er and was still a little distracted, and couldn't help but roar while sacrificing the flying sword.

This shout that didn't seem to come out of the woman's mouth completely woke Liu San'er up, and also made him make a final decision.

The temptation to kill was too great, and the big enough had allowed him to overcome all the fear and the only reason he had left. A rush of blood instantly surged into his heart, and he decided to stay. Even if you don't die well in the end, you can't have advanced demons because of regret.

Since he stayed, then, either kill or be killed, Liu San'er naturally didn't want to be the latter. Because then not only will you die, but the body will also become food for the three-legged crow. Although Ding Nianda avoided the important and did not talk about this point at the beginning, it did not prevent him from judging his almost cold master's style of doing things.

Feeding the corpses of his disciples to birds, Ding Nian definitely did it, and I am afraid that it will be very understated, and he doesn't even bother to make up the reason.

......

Liu San'er didn't have time to stand up straight, but he felt a powerful murderous aura swept nearby, followed by a narrow flying sword with a purple halo like a poisonous snake, mixed with anger and very fierce attack. In this case, how dare he get up, he can only kneel on the ground, cross the two swords in his left and right hands, and strive to put the sword on his head.

Although the sword was fierce, it was not really held in the hand after all, and the strength naturally could not be compared with the power directly used by Liu San'er's hands, so when the swords of the two sides collided, the pressure on the other party's flying sword suddenly disappeared.

But the murderous aura of the other party has not disappeared, but is heavier than before!

The other party was not brainless, and wisely withdrew the flying sword, and the sword stabbed towards Liu San'er again after drawing a circle in the air.

Liu San'er had already taken precautions, rolled on the spot, and took the opportunity to find the location of the person who shot it.

The man stood diagonally in front of him now after he rolled over, leaning against the wall, his black almost blending in with the night. In such a rainy night, on the verge of fighting life and death all the time, if he hadn't been too angry and unleashed a murderous aura when the time was not ripe, Liu San'er might have been tricked.

The distance between the two men was about fifteen paces, and although the man was masked, he could see the other's eyes clearly, which were almost full of burning anger.

The other party possessed an eighth-layer cultivation of Qi cultivation, but his mana was no less powerful than most of the ninth-layer existences that Liu San'er had ever seen.

The power of the flying sword is too great, and kneeling or rolling to pick up and dodge is tantamount to suicide, or you will be finished in a few clicks. So Liu San'er had to struggle to stand up, but as soon as he moved, there was a sharp pain in his knee, which was the price he paid for crushing other people's sternums with his knee. As a last resort, he fell sideways into the water again.

The other party's eyes were as bright as stars in the rainy night, although it was only an instant for him to kill and fall, but Liu San'er felt that the other party had been staring at him for more than a hundred years, and the narrow sword body with purple light turned along with the angry eyes, and finally locked on himself who fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

The other party's eyes were full of hatred, as big as the hatred of killing a father and taking his wife, that kind of unforgivable!

Liu San'er has no fear at the moment, he doesn't think about anything, under the gaze of the other party's hatred, he only has the purest hatred for the other party in his body, this kind of hatred can only be felt in such a killing field, they are often the driving force for killing, and they are the root of the continuous murderous energy in people!

Liu San'er struggled to get up from the muddy water before the opponent's flying sword attack arrived. He had to get up or he would die. Although he is a person with no great ambitions, and even what he thinks about at the beginning of being a cultivator and now is not the ethereal immortality, he still doesn't want to die, isn't it good to live a peaceful and quiet life, and the little people should also have the happiness of the little people!

"For the sake of happiness, I'm going to kill him!" Liu San'er's body roared, followed by the extreme stimulation of mana and the reduction of the body's perception of pain, as well as the complete loss of reason.

Fighting turns man into a beast, and everyone is the same. The man's eyes were brighter, and he was going to attack!

Liu San'er roared in a low voice, and his efforts to get up with all his strength made him slip on the slippery water, and he couldn't get up for a while. The only life-saving straw he has left is the nameless swordsmanship, but his legs are no longer able to exert force, and he has lost his focus, can the swordsmanship still be used?

But this is Liu San'er's most dangerous moment, and it is also his only chance, no matter what, he has to try it. If you don't have legs or arms, you can use your left hand to support the ground and jump up.

So between the lightning and flint, Liu San'er's golden wooden sword in his right hand flickered, and his whole body flew out diagonally under the support of the sword in his left hand, and the action was so ugly that even a mortal who didn't understand any vulgar martial arts would have to mock a few words when he saw it.

He was even more unsure if his sword was aimed at the opponent's neck, even if it was the heart, stomach, waist, thighs and other parts. The purpose of this sword is not to kill the other party, as long as it can hurt the opponent, it is earned.

The attack with the lowest confidence since the use of the Nameless Sword Technique was sent out like this. But this unsightly sword, as invincible as ever, pierced the man's neck directly. It has never disappointed, it was, it is, it is, it won't be, and it won't be!

Boom!

But with a dull sound, it was the sound of the man's narrow flying sword falling uncontrollably, and Liu San'er's eyes lost the bright eyes he hated.

The man's eyes turned from anger to incredulity, to anguish and despair, and each change in his pupils consumed a large amount of light until it was completely extinguished, and everything returned to darkness.

In an instant, Liu San'er heard the sound of "poof" again, and Bao Xiaojie's face then pierced out of the rain.

Bao Xiaojie gasped, there was a wound on his shoulder, and the flesh turned out, like a child's mouth, white from the rain, and there was a light in his eyes that made Liu San'er dislike the person who had just been blocked by a sword, and he said: "Senior Brother Liu, well done!"

Huang Xinran also ran over, and she looked thin, and she pulled Liu San'er up from behind.

Liu San'er saw that there were already six corpses here, and before the three of them could speak, five masked people rushed in at the entrance of the alley, and before they arrived, the flying swords in their hands had already been sacrificed, shining in the rain, like arrows with eyes shooting towards the three people, a total of eight people.

There were actually people in the man in black who were the same as Huang Xinran, and they used more than two flying swords at the same time!

But this is not the most terrifying, a powerful small arrow with a spark seed pierced through the rain curtain and plunged into the ground a foot in front of the three of them, and then exploded.

A mass of white flames of height and diameter rose from the ground, but in an instant they were overwhelmed by the raging rain, as if they had never burned.

Fu Yun Arrow, the faces of the three of them changed color at the same time.

The Fu Yun Arrow is a very lethal disposable magic weapon produced by the Dustless Sect, which is exclusively for mortal use, with an effective range of ninety steps, and can shoot nine arrows in a row. Although it can't turn and attack the target like a flying sword, it can be launched silently, without a sound or murderous aura in the middle. Anyway, there is absolutely no way to take it by hearing and feeling alone, and the only way is to look at it with your eyes and watch it carefully.

Its arrows were made of fine iron, and could easily penetrate the bodies of mortal masters who cultivated the hard kung fu of the outer gates, or qi cultivators who generally had no protection. The body of the arrow is blessed with a special burst charm, and the white flame produced when it bursts is not very easy to burn other things, but people are absolutely untouchable.

A spark is enough to burn the whole person to death in a very short time, even on such a rainy day, as long as it is contaminated, it is hopeless. However, the rain will still affect its flame range and sensitivity, and if it rains as heavy as tonight, his burning range will be reduced by half, and even the range will be much shorter.

But this is not the most powerful part of Fu Yun Arrow, his most powerful thing is that he does not need any mana and strength when shooting, and mortals who are powerless can quickly learn how to drive.

Because it may threaten the cultivators of the Qi cultivation period, the Dustless Sect announced to the outside world as early as the beginning of the sale of Fu Yun Arrows that with the consent of the Cheng Yunhai Immortal Palace, only the royal families of large and medium-sized countries in the mortal world are qualified to equip a small number, generally not more than twenty, and can only be used for legitimate defense when they are bullied by cultivators, and each arrow used needs to be written in detail to the current national teacher, which is one of the controlled weapons in the mortal world, and specifically points out that cultivators are forbidden, and any unauthorized imitation, private collection, The mortals or cultivators who use it, the Yunhai Immortal Palace will be investigated to the end.

Regulated weapons appear where they shouldn't, and there must be a terrible force behind them. For example, Daliang Gate is not too bad in the nearby territory, but Cheng Yi once reluctantly revealed that Daliang Gate has not been able to get a single Fu Yun Arrow or its imitation so far. Thinking of this, Liu San'er's heart sank again, but now it's too late to say anything, only hard work is the only hope.

"Let's go!" Huang happily shouted.

The three of them turned their heads and plunged into the darkness filled with the smell of rain.