Although Yan Hong's eyes couldn't see for the time being, from the shouting just now, she could guess the general situation of the matter, and then shouted urgently, "Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Yun looked at the old man who fell in a pool of blood with tears in his eyes, and cried and shouted, "Sister, it's not me, it's the old man in the store who was ...... by them."

At this time, Yan Yun began to cry a little, and after a while, he said intermittently: "They hacked me to death." ”

Yan Hong was stunned in her heart, although her eyes were temporarily confused by the unknown white powder, she still subconsciously glanced at the old man's corpse, and her delicate arms were as delicate as green onions, and she roared word by word: "You beasts, even the old people don't let go!"

The black-haired strong man laughed loudly: "This old thing doesn't know whether to live or die, everything is caused by him, if you don't obey, believe it or not, I'll take your brother to test whether my blade is sharp?"

Yan Hong's angry face began to show a look of panic, her expression was a little trance, at this time, she really didn't know how to choose, one was her own brother's life, the other was the innocence of her life, losing either of them could make her miserable, but now she had to choose one of the two......

Thinking of this, Yan Hong remembered what her father and grandfather once said to her: "Hong'er, you are your sister, you must take care of your younger brother Xiaoyun in the future......"

With tears in her eyes, Yan Hong gritted her teeth vigorously, and replied helplessly: "As long as you let Xiaoyun go, I will promise you." ”

When the black-haired man and the bald man heard this, they glanced at each other, then nodded slightly, and shouted in unison: "Then you throw away the sword in your hand first!"

Seeing this scene, Yan Yun hurriedly kicked and kicked frantically, and shouted loudly: "Sister, don't, don't throw down the sword......"

The bald man put Yan Yun's head under his armpit, slammed it hard, and shouted angrily: "You are moving, be careful uncle, I will kill you now!"

Yan Yun was strangled and breathless, so he had to struggle frantically, but he was weak, how could he be the opponent of a strong man who was three big and five thick and had also practiced outer kung fu, and he was strangled and fainted after a few struggles.

Seeing that Yan Yun was not moving, Yan Hong asked in a panic, "Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you?"

The bald man tried his fingers on Yan Yun's snort, his expression was stunned, and then he turned to the black-haired man and said, "Hei Mao, he seems to be out of breath." ”

Although the bald strong man's words were not loud, Yan Hong, who was not far away, heard it very clearly, and she only felt that her head was suddenly dizzy, as if the sky had fallen in an instant. The body took a few steps back, and one stumbled and almost fell directly to the ground.

At this time, the black-haired strong man and the bald strong man glanced at each other, threw Yan Yun directly to the ground, and then waved the steel knife, and rushed straight to Yan Hong one after the other.

At this time, Yan Hong had not completely recovered his senses, coupled with the fact that his eyes were temporarily invisible, and he only relied on his knee-jerk reaction to dodge left and right, and within a few rounds, he had been completely defeated and forced into a corner next to the back wall.

In order to prevent the fat from flying to the mouth, the two steel knives in the hands of the bald man and the black-haired man formed an arc and sealed all of Yan Hong's retreats.

At this time, when the black-haired man saw Yan Hong's face like a flying flower in June, he couldn't help but feel rippled, and then rubbed his hands vigorously, and laughed loudly: "Little lady, you can follow us, so as not to suffer more from extra flesh and skin." ”

Yan Hong waved the long sword in his hand a few times in mid-air, and shouted angrily: "You two killed my brother, I want to avenge my brother!"

Before the words fell, I saw her rush out with a sword like a mad lion.

Seeing this situation, the bald man stepped forward with a steel knife, and a goshawk pounced on the rabbit, blocking Yan Hong's attack.

Yan Hong's Emei swordsmanship was already known for being fierce and fast, and when he saw that his attack was blocked, he immediately changed his moves, and the long sword turned into an extremely fast long snake, which went straight to his arm around the bald man's steel knife.

The bald man saw that the situation was not good, but he couldn't directly block Yan Hong's attack, so he couldn't help but take a few steps back, his calf was tripped by the stool under his feet, and his body was like a gourd falling with the wind, and he stumbled and fell to the ground directly.

The black-haired man knew that he was pounced on now, that is, a moth to the flames, purely looking for death! So he planned to take advantage of Yan Hong's eyes to temporarily lose sight of this good opportunity, and quietly walked around behind her.

Because of Yan Yun's matter, Yan Hong has completely lost her mind, and the whole person is like a crazy tiger, relying on her subconscious to suddenly pounce on the bald man, and she didn't notice that the black-haired man would sneak attack from behind.

Seeing that his intention had been achieved, the black-haired man couldn't help but secretly rejoice, and after getting the right angle, he immediately raised his steel knife and slashed at Yan Hong's back.

At this time, Yan Hong also seemed to feel that something was not right, but because her eyes were temporarily invisible, her thinking consciousness did not turn around.

Just when the steel knife shining with cold light was about to fall on Yan Hong's back, there was a sudden bang, and the black-haired man's steel knife was shocked by something, and even his whole person couldn't help but take dozens of steps back.

Before the black-haired man could get up, he saw that a cold long sword had stopped half a centimeter in front of his neck, and if it was slightly forward, I am afraid that he would have completely laid on the ground at this time, becoming a cold corpse.

With a bang, the black-haired man threw the steel knife in his hand on the ground, and shouted repeatedly: "The woman spares her life, the woman spares her life!"

The visitor glanced at him disdainfully, then turned to Yan Hong and asked with concern, "Senior Sister Yan, how are you?"

Yan Hong was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then shouted with a cry: "Senior Sister Ye, is it you?"

Originally, Ye Mengyue was going to return to Mount Emei with Master Tianjue Shitai and all the junior sisters of the same sect, but when she was passing through Huaxi City, she heard that something had happened to the Yan family, and Ye Mengyue was worried about Yan Hong's safety, so she rushed to find out.

Ye Mengyue saw that Yan Hong's eyes were a little confused, and hurriedly asked, "Senior Sister Yan, what's wrong with your eyes?"

At this time, the bald man saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly took a few steps back, and after looking at the direction, he glanced at Yan Hong and Ye Mengyue, and immediately pulled out his legs and ran.

Yan Hong's eyes couldn't see now, but her two ears were still very good, and the cold long sword came out of her hand and passed directly through the bald man's chest.

When the black-haired man saw this scene, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and then took advantage of Ye Mengyue's distraction to take out a pack of white powder from his back, intending to repeat his old trick.

Ye Mengyue was so shrewd, she had already left a mind to stare at the black-haired man, and before he could touch the white powder behind him, he saw a cold sword shadow come out of his hand, directly cutting off one of his hands.

The black-haired man clutched his severed arm in pain and rolled on the ground, and the blood gushing out of it stained all the nearby red flowers and green grass with a bloody color.

Ye Mengyue pointed at the black hair rolling on the ground with a cold sword blade, and shouted coldly, "Who are you?"

The black-haired strong man's voice was like a ghost crying wolf, and he begged for mercy verbally on the ground: "The woman spares her life, the woman spares her life, I am a dog that is not as good as a beast, I will never dare again, I will never dare again, you will treat me as a fart and let me go......"

Although Ye Mengyue is a generation of heroines of the Emei faction, her personality is completely different from her master's ruthless character who is ruthless and must eradicate the roots. Although the black-haired man offended his junior sister, his two companions had turned into a cold corpse, and he himself had broken an arm, so he immediately felt kind and planned to let him live.

But before Ye Mengyue could speak, she suddenly saw the black-haired man's eyes suddenly come out, looking very stunned, and there were still bits and pieces of blood oozing from his mouth.

Before she could come back to her senses, the black-haired man suddenly fell to the ground with a thud. At this time, Ye Mengyue really saw why the black-haired man had such an abnormal reaction just now, it turned out that a red dart was stabbed into his back, no matter who stabbed a red tasseled flying knife in his back, he had to fall down and become a cold corpse.

At this moment, a white-clothed figure fell in front of Ye Mengyue like a flying swallow, smiled slightly, and arched his hand: "Wudangjun has no regrets about seeing Emei Ye Woman!"

Ye Mengyue was slightly startled in her heart, and looked the man in front of her up and down, only to see that he was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with upright and beautiful facial features, and since his eyes were more watery than a woman's eyes, he was wearing a Wudang robe, and he looked so handsome and elegant.

After understanding this, Ye Mengyue bowed back, a trace of incomprehension flashed in her clear eyes, and asked, "Are you going to kill him?"

Jun Buregret pointed to the three corpses on the ground, and said: "I have heard that Emei Ye Nuxia is a bodhisattva's heart, and now I see that it is really worthy of its reputation, but Ye Nuxia knows that this is the origin of the thief?"

Ye Mengyue shook her head slightly, and said, "Would you like to hear about it?"

Jun Buregret smiled slightly, and said, "I wonder if Ye Nuxia has ever heard of the name of the Three Tigers of Jinsha?"

Ye Mengyue's expression was stunned, and she said, "You mean the Yellow River Jinsha Gang?"

Jun Buregret nodded and said, "It's the Jinsha Three Tigers in the Yellow River Jinsha Gang?"

Ye Mengyue's expression card was a little stunned, pointed at the three corpses on the ground with a long sword, and asked suspiciously, "You mean they are the Three Tigers of Jinsha?"

Jun Buregret shook his head and said with a smile: "Of course not, otherwise it wouldn't be the three of them who fell here today!"

Ye Mengyue snorted coldly and shouted, "That's not likely, right?"

Jun smiled without remorse, and did not speak.

After a moment of silence, Ye Mengyue asked puzzledly, "Then they are?"

Jun replied without remorse: "The subordinates of the Three Tigers of Jinsha!"

Ye Mengyue's expression was slightly stunned, and said: "Then why do you still want to kill him, I heard that the Yellow River Jinsha Gang has always protected the short, and now the people who killed them, how can they give up?"

Jun Buregret sneered, shook his head, and said, "Ye Nuxia doesn't know, if he is left to go back, they won't give up! If they kill them directly, their helper will not only not blame us, but will also thank us in turn!"