Chapter Twenty-Five: Destroying the Door

Xuan Qiyi is a martial artist, and his body is already different from ordinary people, and when he woke up the next morning, except that the back of his head was still painful, and he couldn't remember anything, it was no big deal. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhan Dashan father and son saw that Xuanqi was already able to get out of bed and walk on his own, and there was nothing abnormal in it, and they were all overjoyed.

Xuanqi has lived in this Shuikou Village since then, and after three days, he has been able to go hunting in the mountains with Zhan Dashan. Although Xuan Qi couldn't remember many things, the natural reaction of his body was still there, and chasing his prey was much faster than Zhan Dashan. As a result, the prey that Zhan Dashan can catch every day has increased several times, which makes the neighbors in the village envious, saying that Zhan Dashan has picked up a treasure.

The disappearance of Xuan Qi shocked the court and the entire rivers and lakes, and the entire Qinling Mountains, all of which were looking for Xuan Qi. This Shuikou Village is in the mountains, and the place where Xuan Qi left the beggars and chased the masked man alone is far away, but it is difficult to find for a while.

Three months later, tragedy began to occur in the west of the capital. Most of those who were killed were wealthy businessmen and dignitaries. The murderer's methods are very cruel, every time he goes to a family, he must not leave chickens and dogs, and he will also loot all the finances. The scope of the massacre has continued to expand, and it has spread all over the northwestern provinces, and is still spreading to the capital, Shudi, Shanxi and other places.

This move not only attracted the attention of the people in the rivers and lakes, but also aroused Li Rui's anger. Countless officers and soldiers began to search everywhere, causing extreme panic. There are many people who have a little bit of wealth and bring their belongings overnight to avoid other places. Since then, countless families who have fled from their homes have died on the way, and their belongings have still been looted.

Zhu Zhan, a wealthy man in northern Sichuan, was even more frightened, knowing that with his net worth, he would inevitably be the key target of extermination. Zhu Zhan decided to take his family to his in-laws' house in Jingzhou to avoid trouble. For this reason, Zhu Zhan invited heroes from all walks of life in northern Sichuan, and specially invited his friend for many years, Yu Qingzhou, the head of the Qingcheng faction, with dozens of Qingcheng disciples, to escort him all the way. A group of hundreds of people, mighty and mighty, marched towards Jingzhou.

The group waited for less than 100 miles, but they encountered hundreds of black-clothed masked people in the valley, and a big battle between the two sides was about to break out. The men in black blocked the exits on both sides of the valley and rushed from the outside to the inside. On both sides of the valley, there are cliffs that are difficult to climb, and there is no fear of anyone escaping.

Yu Qingzhou, with more than a dozen disciples and the heroes of northern Sichuan, rushed to the front, wanting to break out a gap for the team. The remaining disciples were at the end of the line, resisting the rush of the man in black.

The long sword in Yu Qingzhou's hand used the Qingcheng sword technique, and in an instant, two black-clothed masked people died under the sword. With a shake of his wrist, Yu Qingzhou's long sword headed towards the throat of a masked man. There was a ding, but it was a judge's pen that stood in front of the man in black and crashed into Yu Qingzhou's long sword.

The man in black gave up his position to the masked man in black behind him and rushed to the other side. Yu Qingzhou was taken aback, the long sword in his hand collided with the black-clothed judge's pen in front of him, but it made his arm a little sore. Although he suffered a bit of his defenseless loss, he always fell behind.

The black-clothed man's left judge's pen shook Yu Qingzhou back, but he didn't let Yu Qingzhou have the slightest chance to breathe, and the judge's pen in his right hand struck forward again, straight to Yu Qingzhou's chest. Yu Qingzhou saw that the judge's pen was in a hurry, and the long sword was pointed three times in a row, and each time it was pointed on the judge's pen, before he relieved the blow.

The man in black saw that he couldn't hit it, but he took a step forward, and the judge's pen in both hands smashed towards Yu Qingzhou at the same time. Yu Qingzhou knew that the long sword was thinner, and if it intersected with the judge's pen, he would inevitably suffer some losses. At that moment, Yu Qingzhou took two steps back in a row, avoiding the judge's pen, and at the same time, the sword walked lightly, constantly swimming, looking for opportunities to keep swords at the man in black.

Yu Qingzhou was entangled by the man in black, and the disciples and the heroes of northern Sichuan, although they were equal to the men in black, they were not the opponents of the man in black, and in an instant, more than a dozen people fell to the ground. As the black-clothed men at the mouth of the valley on both sides continued to approach, hundreds of people were gradually forced to the center of the valley and huddled together.

Yu Qingzhou was in a hurry, knowing that if he couldn't kill the man in black in front of him in a short period of time, he was afraid that all these hundreds of people would die in this valley. At that moment, Yu Qingzhou's move became fierce, and in the blink of an eye, seven consecutive swords were stabbed. The man in black was not afraid, his hands danced with the judge's pen, and he fought with Yu Qingzhou.

After more than ten moves, the two sides were still fighting with each other, which made Yu Qingzhou even more anxious. In this hurry, Yu Qingzhou showed a flaw under the fierce attack of the man in black. The man in black would not let go of such an opportunity, and the judge pen in his right hand came out of the hole like a spiritual snake, and it had already hit Yu Qingzhou's left shoulder.

Yu Qingzhou snorted, fortunately, this blow did not break the shoulder bone, but it was an injury after all, and it still had some impact on the shot. Yu Qingzhou saw that he was injured, and suddenly shot even more crazy, and the sword went straight to the key point of the man in black, and the man in black suddenly became a little in a hurry.

Under the rapid attack, the man in black could only keep retreating, and he had already withdrawn more than a dozen steps. As Yu Qingzhou stabbed out with another sword, the man in black was blocked by the judge's pen in his left hand, and suddenly the whole person jumped backwards, and with a force in his right hand, the judge's pen came out of his hand and threw it at Yu Qingzhou.

Yu Qingzhou didn't expect the man in black to throw out the judge's pen, and hurriedly took a step back, blocking the judge's pen with the long sword in his hand. With a ding, the long sword intersected with the judge's pen, and the judge's pen was shaken open and fell to the ground. The black-clothed man threw out the judge's pen in his hand, but he followed a few steps forward, and he was already in front of Yu Qingzhou.

Yu Qingzhou had just blocked the judge's pen, and when he saw the man in black in front of him, he was immediately frightened and hurriedly wanted to retreat. As soon as his footsteps moved, the black-clothed man's right hand was already a palm, and a palm hit Yu Qingzhou's chest.

Yu Qingzhou screamed, his chest hurt sharply, and he immediately staggered backwards. The man in black was unforgiving, and took a few steps forward, and the judge in his left hand struck Yu Qingzhou's sword, and with a clang, the long sword in Yu Qingzhou's hand was already shot to the ground. The right palm of the man in black was glowing with a strange dark gold at this time, and another palm landed on Yu Qingzhou's chest.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Yu Qingzhou flew out upside down and fell heavily to the ground. The man in black also arrived at this time, and the judge's pen in his left hand was like a sharp sword, which was already inserted into Yu Qingzhou's heart. Yu Qingzhou spilled a mouthful of blood from his mouth, his eyes widened, with an unbelievable look in his eyes, and the finger of his right hand pointed at the man in black, and said, "You, it's..."

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and the judge's pen in his hand was twisted, Yu Qingzhou couldn't speak when he boarded, and his eyes were unwilling, and he was already silent.