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Shen Faxing didn't know that his enemy was also seriously injured at this time, the injury was not lighter than him, and he was no longer powerless to threaten him, lying on the collapse, waking up in horror, seeing the guards next to him, feeling the sharp pain in his chest, and breaking out in a cold sweat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The night was dark, the dark clouds obscured the already broken moon, and the candlelight swayed in the night wind, and the candle shadow was a ghost, floating, exuding a forest.

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The moon was dark and the wind was high, suitable for killing, and someone quietly sneaked into a palace courtyard from the night, and like a ghost, floated into a dark room with no people.

There was no one around, no one was there, so no one knew that someone was hiding in a room.

Ye Mugang and Song Valve's people met and discussed some things, Song Valve was very satisfied with Ren Shaoming's death, and intended to cooperate in the next step, and talked a lot, Ye Mu did not make a decision immediately, seeing that it was already dark, he entertained a few people for supper, ended today's conversation, and talked about it another day.

After placing Song Valve's people, it is time for Ye Mu and the others to go to rest.

From the guest hall to Ye Mu's room, in the middle is a patchwork, pleasant scenery of the corridor, the night breeze dragged through the corridor, there is a trace of coolness, very refreshing.

Walking through the corridor, I saw rows of doors, and there was one of Ye Mu's bedrooms.

Ye Mu pushed open the door, the room was the same as the outside, it was pitch black, the candle had not been lit, Ye Mu closed his eyes, his spiritual power invisibly overflowed, and the room in his eyes lit up again.

"Hmm"

Under the scanning of spiritual power, within a certain range, anything, Ye Mu saw the black-clothed man hiding on the beam of the room, almost breathless, and was slightly stunned.

Take a closer look.

"Is it him?"

Ye Mu opened his eyes, the light in the room was almost nothing, and relying on the superb eyesight of the martial artist, he saw the assassin who only showed a corner of his clothes on the beam.

Surprised, puzzled, and incomprehensible, he frowned, and after a long time, he smashed his mouth:

"Since Brother Yang is here, let's come down from above!"

In the dark, Yang Xuyan was highly concentrated, closely watching the movement in the room, looking for the best time to move, just like a dark creature, patient, if he didn't move, he would make a contribution.

In the dark, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he could see the people who entered the house, and when he saw that the other party was slow to show his flaws, he chose to continue to lurk, and suddenly he saw Ye Mu's eyes fall on where he was, and his heart sank.

"Exposed. ”

He didn't understand how he had been discovered, in such a dark room, lurking so hard, he couldn't believe that he would be recognized.

He didn't move in the dark, and he was going to wait.

Suddenly Ye Mu spoke, and a sentence made his confidence in his hiding suddenly embarrassed from the top of the mountain, and his heart was full of embarrassment, and he was called out by name, Yang Xuyan didn't know how to react, this kind of scene was the first time he had encountered it, it had never happened before, and in the future, he didn't want to encounter it again.

It's not appropriate to speak, or even to express or explain anything calmly.

People don't speak, it's not easy to speak, but the sword can.

The sound of the sword roared, and it suddenly startled in the darkness, and the black shadow, like the night, finally appeared in the darkness, and the boundary between it and the night was clear.

Ye Mu was stunned again, he had already revealed the identity of the other party, he was still an acquaintance, and he didn't want the other party to continue to do it.

Ye Mu had no choice but to meet it, there was no blade in his hand, only a palm gathered his true qi and shot it, and a handprint went towards the somewhat weird sword, "bang" The air exploded, the two people separated, and a whirlwind rolled up in the room, rolling up the curtain that hung down at random on the bed, and flying wantonly.

Ye Mugang slapped a palm, and a more powerful sword flashed in front of him, and he rushed straight to the door, that sword had no characteristics, not even breath, as if as long as a sword was stabbed, it gave people the feeling that it could be blocked at any time.

Ye Mu didn't believe that this sword would be so simple, his expression became solemn, and he carefully touched the sword with his spiritual power, and suddenly his spiritual power was bounced away by a strange force, which made Ye Mu's spirit shake a spirit, and he was a little uncomfortable.

In an instant, Ye Mu hurriedly gathered all his strength, and the immortal true qi formed a circle of protection in his hand, blocking the sword, and there was another gust of air flow, rolling up a gust of wind in the room, blowing the curtains and some small things everywhere.

The sword did not make a contribution, and once again retreated with Yang Xuyan's figure, like a black ghost in the air and disappeared in an instant.

In mid-air, after the Wuhua sword circled in the air, it struck even faster, the target was still directly aimed at Ye Mu, the sword still did not have any brilliance, but it seemed to separate five sword shadows, which made Ye Mu feel that there was no way to avoid it.

Ye Mu didn't know which direction of the sword was a real move, which sword shadow was a false move, and he didn't know which sword shadow to resist, so he could only choose to block all the sword shadows.

At this time, Ye Mu didn't care about the relationship with Yang Xuyan and some other origins, he had no time to think about anything else, the formation in front of him was already imminent, if Ye Mu missed and didn't block those weird attacks, then it was really possible to die in the next moment.

The immortal true qi was long, endless, waving like an arm, and in an instant, Ye Mu mobilized the true qi in his body, forming a colorful light mask around his body.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The gray sword shadows collided continuously on the light mask, making a crisp and pleasant sound like chopsticks hitting porcelain, and the sword shadows were blocked, but they became more dense.

Yang Xuyan's whole person was in a night suit, and he couldn't see the specific figure at all, and the whole person was a gray shadow that couldn't see the true outline, and the gray shadow slowly shrouded the colorful light shroud, and the impact sound became like raindrops.

Ye Mu felt a somewhat strange vibration, spreading on the propped up light mask, and the light mask actually had a tendency to disintegrate.

The impact sound became crisp, Ye Mu felt very uncomfortable, his heart seemed to beat with the vibration sound, and a tumbling sensation in his body made Ye Mu want to vomit.

Yang Xuyan seemed to be tireless, and the gray overflowed faster and faster.

"Po"

Wuhua's sword shadow seemed to break an egg, making a cracking sound, and Ye Mu "swished" back again and again, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

As the blood spit out, Ye Mu spit out the depressed breath in his chest, feeling a lot better, and when his eyes fell, he had already withdrawn from the door.

Then a phantom shadow flew out of the door, Ye Mu had just stood still, and before he could deal with it, the phantom shadow came to Ye Mu, the simple and unpretentious sword, without any brilliance, looked very indifferent and decisive, enlarged in Ye Mu's pupils.

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