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Qinjiazhuang calmed down, most of the lights in the village gradually went out, and most of the guests and people in the village also slept peacefully. Only the Qianzhuang hall and the kitchen house, which are full of banquet tables and chairs, are still brightly lit, and there are a few people in charge who are busy and discussing, preparing for the specific matters of tomorrow's wedding ceremony.

At the beginning of the fourth watch, a faint pink light smoke drifted away from all corners of the hall and kitchen with the night breeze. After a while, the people inside felt heavy and drowsy, and finally couldn't support it anymore, and fell to the ground one after another. Among them, there is Qin Da, the owner of Qinjiazhuang "Invincible Swordsman", which is all because he has been worrying too much about his son's marriage recently, and he has neglected to take precautions, which finally leads to the three indiscriminate ways in the rivers and lakes.

Suddenly, outside the guest room of Qianzhuang, there was an angry roar: "Dare!", and then there was a loud sound of the wooden window slamming away, and with a terrible and sharp scream, it cut through the silent and heavy night curtain like a bayonet, and shot straight into the sky like a frightened heart.

"Look at the palm!" came the loud shout of the Confucian scholar Gu Yunpiao, and at the same time, the whirring and emptying of the palm wind sounded.

For a while, the noise started, the lights in the front and back villages were bright, and most people got up from the bed of their addicted dreams. There was a man in the martial arts, and he didn't have time to put on clothes and ties, so he wore his hair loose, grabbed his weapon casually, rushed out of the room, and ran to the place where the accident happened.

Maybe Qinjiazhuang has been peaceful and easy for too long, coupled with the busyness of the wedding banquet in the past few days, and neglected to take precautions, and there is such a catastrophe tonight.

But in the garden of Qianzhuang, under the light and shadow of the lights, there are full of tables and chairs for the wedding banquet. At this moment, the Confucian scholar Gu Yunpiao stood in front of the stone steps outside the door of the hall, holding an ordinary blue steel long sword, his clothes were disheveled, his hair was scattered, and his old face was as angry as madness. On the left, a bald fat monk with a gourd face, comical, waving wide gray sleeves, running around a tall yellow kudzu tree, playing a knife-like messy masked thin man. A thin and gloomy grim-faced Taoist priest on the right contrasted sharply with the monk, holding a shining short sword in his hand, striking fiercely, and in the blink of an eye, he stabbed over two masked strong men.

"Thief, where to run!" "Haifeng Sword" Qin Shikai held a heavy cloud-headed golden knife in his hand, neatly dressed, presumably the big wedding was imminent, and he had not yet slept peacefully. Now that someone has come to sabotage their own good deeds, the anger in his heart is indescribable, and at this moment, he is even more angry, chasing two black-clothed masked men who have broken into the garden.

At this time, in the large garden, more than a dozen pairs of people with weapons were scattered all over the open space, between the tables and chairs, frantically going back and forth, flashing and moving, using all their strength to catch the right child and fight for life and death. A sneak attack unexpectedly turned into a life-and-death scuffle.

"Damn, is that dog mongrel accidentally ruined Lao Tzu's big thing?" Eighteen figures emerged from a large black mixed forest on the side of the mountain col inside and outside the back village, and suddenly stopped, one of them was a black-clothed masked young man with a sword on his back, looking at Qinjiazhuang, which was already brightly lit and the sound of killing was shocking, and he fell to his feet and scolded angrily.

"Don't worry, Lord Shaogu, we still have a second plan of action, it's just right now. A black-clad masked old man beside him reminded him earnestly.

"Okay, let's divide the troops immediately, I'll go to Houzhuang to pick up the snake monarch Lao'er, see if he gets those two beautiful girls? Huang San, you go to Qianzhuang to support, and by the way, set fire to Qinjiazhuang, and teach Qin Da that old thing a lesson. Let's go!" the words fell, and the masked young man bowed forward, a few feet away, followed by eight black shadows, which were not inferior.

The masked boy ran half a mile away, and two panicked men in black ran up to him, one of whom was carrying an unconscious beautiful girl on his back.

Seeing the masked young man, the two hurriedly stopped, and a thin man with a wind-breaking knife in his hand quickly approached and said, "Tell the young valley master, the Sky Eagle team has caught Miss Qin's family, and the other has lost his hand and is fighting with his subordinates in the team." ”

"Waste, I can't even handle two yellow-haired girls, what's the use of you? However, I finally caught an important one, and it's okay. Okay, count your mission done. Well, Elder Snake Monarch, what's wrong with them?" the young valley master was a little dissatisfied, and his tone was a little cold.

"Tell the young valley master, the snake monarch elder is fighting with the old nun in Putuo's love, the elder is extremely skilled, or it won't be long before the elder will kill her! Everyone else is fighting with the Qin family's master for life and death, it is very critical, I hope the young valley lord will quickly reinforce her!" said the thin man with some concern.

"Okay, Young Master Ben knows. Wait in the woods at the back, watch this chick, and we'll be back at once." Let's go!" the young valley lord gave the order disappreciably, and then took eighteen valley masters to act quickly, pounced under the red high wall of Houzhuang, jumped up, climbed the wall, and very skillfully climbed the green tile double-slope roof, and led his subordinates to pass quickly, came to a low corner wall, and flew down into a large elegant patio, which was the place where Qin Cui's two daughters usually lived, and it was also the training ground for them to practice martial arts.

When the masked young man and his party just landed, no one paid attention to behind them, followed by an invisible and insubstantial white phantom, with their feet in the air, as if walking on the ground, and the whole body fluttered rapidly without the slightest sound, which was a little terrifying.

In the large patio, a bloodthirsty and brutal battle is taking place.

The six masters of protecting the village in Qinjiazhuang and the eight martial arts people who came to congratulate him in advance, because the masked man was menacing, like an enemy, he killed the people in the village when he saw them, and the methods were cruel, which aroused the awe-inspiring righteousness in his chest. Therefore, without asking for any reason, he fought desperately, the sound of killing shook the sky, and he was covered in blood, and the weapons in his hands violently attacked more than twenty-eight masked people with various tricky and strange moves. In the shadow of the sword and sword, more than a dozen bloody corpses lay on the ground in a while, and masked people accounted for the majority.

The smell of blood wafted through the sky, which aroused the primordial murderous nature of both sides, and the blood boiled, and the eyes spewed out the fury of beasts, and there was only one thought in his heart: kill him, chop him up, cut off the enemy's head, pierce his chest, and let the blood in his body flow endlessly. Kill!

This kind of ferocious and brutal atmosphere that is difficult for human beings to extinguish has seriously infected even beautiful and lovely girls.

I saw that the bride-to-be Cui Xiaohui looked like a female star, her hair was fluffy and fluttering, her dress was untidy, and she was stained with many blood stains - fortunately, the blood on her body was the enemy's. A Longquan sword in his hand that sharpened iron like mud, danced faster and more agile than a windmill, and killed the opponent's black-clothed masked strong man, sweating like rain, parrying again and again, the knife was gradually messy, and if he was not careful, he hung a big color in front of and behind him. When he was angry in his heart, he lost his mind and resorted to the crazy style of desperate Saburo, which forced Cui Xiaohui to retreat and was almost injured.

Fortunately, Cui Xiaohui, this girl in the past three years, has won the exquisite knowledge of Putuo Mountain, although she lacks practical experience, but her brain is bright, and when she sees the opportunity, she hurriedly summons the Putuo sword method "Pudu Sentient Beings", and the sword light is great, transforming countless points of light and sprinkling them on the enemy's ....... Not far from here, Cui Xiaohui's master is too difficult to fight with others, and he is self-tight, and he is in danger. Her opponent was a hideous, fierce-looking old man in a black robe, unmasked, tall and thin. What is terrifying is that on his long neck, there is a live snake with thick arms, the scales are smooth and the skin is as red as fire, the tongue is lightning and lightning, the triangular head is high, and the cruel eyes are looking for the opportunity to attack. Just looking at this snake makes people get goosebumps all over its body, and it is obviously a rare poisonous and cruel creature in the world.

On the back of the black-robed old man, he also carried a swriggling black cloth bag, which made people imagine that it contained a lot of terrible devouring poisons.

This old man's palms are as black as ink, running like the wind, with the treacherous figure of the spirit snake, the surrounding set off a burst of snakey smell of disgusting, coupled with the poisonous power, the head of Putuo Mountain, who is a clean habit, is too forced to retreat step by step, the jade face is blue, the sweat on the forehead is dripping down, look at the situation, it won't take long, the love master is too sure to lose.

The masked young man and his entourage arrived at the right time, and the remaining dozen or so subordinates in the patio were all divided and surrounded by the masters of Qinjiazhuang. Perhaps it was the ferocious and brutal methods of the night raiders that caused the Qinjiazhuang side to lose more than a dozen masters, causing the remaining survivors to have red eyes and rage, showing the absolute advantage of many people surrounding one person.

"Buddhism is boundless!" Cui Xiaohui roared angrily, the sword momentum changed suddenly, and a little starlight suddenly transformed into a misty sword net, and immediately the cold light was flourishing, overwhelmingly rolling towards the opponent who was already overwhelmed.

The masked young man fell on the spot, and before he could speak, a burly masked old man shot out from behind him and pounced on Cui Xiaohui. Before the person arrived, his palms alternately shot several real strengths, trying to save his own people's doom.

It's a pity that he was still a step too late, and a terrible scream sounded on the spot, and the masked man spewed a rain of blood from his mouth, and then "plopped" and fell to the ground and returned to the west.

The masked old man was furious for a while, his offensive remained unchanged, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: ", Lao Tzu skinned you alive!"

"Tiansha senior, catch her alive, don't hurt her!" the masked young man shouted urgently, then raised his left hand, drew his sword with his right hand, and ordered his subordinates to shout "Up!"

This young man is also a ruthless character, he shot mercilessly, his right hand contained a highly poisonous sword, and with a flash of blue water, he stabbed a master of Qinjiazhuang who was caught off guard, and the man "Ouch!", threw away his weapon, and fell to the ground without a sound. Then, the sword momentum changed, intercepting another tall man to fight, making a vicious and strange move, as soon as he fought, the tall man who killed was in a hurry, and the danger was full of dangers.

The martial arts of this group of masked masters are much higher than the previous batch, and they are masters in well-trained group fights, and their moves are even more vicious and ferocious.

Their arrival and joining the battle greatly lifted the spirits of the remaining dozen or so accomplices of their own side, repeating the fierce and violent atmosphere, which suddenly plunged a group of masters in Qinjiazhuang into a crisis, and the screams and exclamations of casualties came one after another, making the heartstrings of the embarrassed master who was already a little unable to withstand the attack of the black-robed evil master, the heartstrings tightened, the reaction could not keep up slightly, and he was frequently in danger, and he almost received a poisonous slap many times, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Cui Xiaohui really fought with someone for the first time, and it made people splash blood on the spot, she couldn't help but feel weak on the soles of her feet, her heart was empty, she held the Longquan sword in her hand, and she didn't know what to do when she stood on the spot. In this situation, the ears and eyes are blind, how to perceive the imminent crisis, and see a beautiful girl who is not dead or injured.

Although the love master is in the battle with life and death, but he pays attention to his beloved disciple at any time, seeing that his beloved disciple is dangerous, he is ruthless, and his whole body strength gathers in his palms, and the last type of "peaks and peaks" of Putuo's peerless "Little Sumeru Palm" erupts, and the palm shadow is Sensen, and he is full of energy, and he is in a hurry to roll up the black robe and evil, and he wants to be desperate to fight off the enemy first, so as to withdraw and save his beloved disciple.

Cui Xiaohui was in a trance and neglected to take precautions, suddenly felt the strength of the body, the flower was discolored, and her heart was shocked, her whole delicate body hurriedly turned around, and the sword in her hand slashed towards the attacking mad shadow. After all, his skills are getting shallow and shallow, his experience in dealing with the enemy is lacking, and his skills are very different, and the delicate body that has just acted was pressed in place by the heavy force of the mountain, and he saw countless palm shadows flying towards him. Xindao: It's over.

It was too late, it was fast, a thought arose, a sharp roar, the sound shook the night sky, and then there was a thunderclap in her ears twice, and the mountain shook the ground, and then there was a slight snort and a miserable snort, an irresistible whirlwind, with a wisp of fragrance and bloody stench, which lifted her body several feet away, staggering and staggering to stand unsteadily. I was shocked in my heart, and hurriedly looked forward......

At the same time, the selfless fighting in the patio all stopped, and with bated breath, they probed their eyes and attention to the place where the thunder roared.

Quiet, so quiet that everyone forgot the previous violence and cruelty, became numb, unconscious, no vitality, only heard the fierce shouting and killing sound of Qianzhuang in the distance, and a large number of rapid footsteps from Qianzhuang.

At this moment, under the messy lights shot from the houses around the patio, a handsome young scholar in a white shirt stood proudly on the spot, with a pale face as jade, his eyes were bright, and his hanging right hand was holding a crystal seven-hole jade flute dripping blood. The sleeve of his left hand was torn apart by Gangjin, which seemed to damage his image.

However, the body of the red fire snake sprinkled with a few blood stains under his feet, its owner was knocked down by a palm and lay on the ground in a small stone flower bed, and the Tiansha who attacked Cui Xiaohui died so miserably, and he was poked by the jade flute in his chest A few gurgling holes were bleeding, and at this time he leaned on a willow tree, without the breath of life, and saw that he was dying. This kind of power frightened the masked boy and his subordinates, and they just wanted to escape quickly.

"Brother Yu, you're here!" Cui Xiaohui was pleasantly surprised, and excitedly shouted the name she called when she first met Bai Wenyu, suddenly breaking the death-like silence in the field.

Cui Xiaohui couldn't help the joy in her heart, the sword was returned to the sheath, and a delicate body flicked a bow and a flick regardless of it, got up from the ground, and threw herself towards Bai Wenyu's side mercilessly.

Bai Wenyu's blood trembled, and she was about to reach out to take it, when she suddenly thought that she was about to become the daughter-in-law of the Qin family, her mind was like being struck by lightning, and she took a few big steps back in shock, her eyes flashed with tears, and she suppressed her drumming mood, and said ruthlessly in a trembling voice: "No, he is no longer there, he is dead, he is dead!"

Cui Xiaohui was cold and unprepared, couldn't stop the momentum, almost fell to the ground, suddenly sober, hurriedly stabilized his body, at first hearing this, his brain banged, the flower changed suddenly, his heart was like a knife, and he suddenly felt infinite grievances and sadness surging all over his limbs, "Wow!" couldn't help but hide his face and cry, turned around and rushed to his room frantically......

Bai Wenyu saw Cui Xiaohui's sad delicate body disappear, and he was also helplessly sad, a surging heat rushed to his brain, making him want to look up to the sky and cry, and look up to the sky and laugh wildly, endlessly, making it difficult for him to control his emotions in the end, looking up and screaming sadly, the sound shook the night sky, making the eardrums of everyone present want to burst, the heart and blood vessels were blocked, the brain was dizzy, and the mouth was dry, like a fish in the river being thrown ashore.

Before everyone could comprehend, Bai Wenyu had already risen from the ground, shooting obliquely into the air more than ten feet high, a terrifying volley, and then swept away from the direction where the masked young man had galloped before, and disappeared in a daze.

It turned out that Bai Wenyu's purpose in coming at night was to swear to come to see Cui Xiaohui who was sleeping for the last time, and never to see each other again. Who knew that when he came to Qinjiazhuang, he accidentally bumped into Qinjiazhuang and was attacked by an inexplicable enemy. In the hall of Qianzhuang, he quietly woke up the "invincible swordsman" Qin Da, and then, he found the whereabouts of the masked boy and his party on the roof, and followed him all the way to Houzhuang, hiding behind the roof of a mountain. Seeing that Cui Xiaohui was in danger, just as the black-robed evil devil's pitch-black palms waved wildly, sending out a strong wind, the eyes of the red poisonous snake hovering around his neck were terrifying, and the whole snake body loosened and broke away from its master, and shot at the desperate old nun who was kind and charitable.

Bai Wenyu was kind-hearted, seeing the crisis of life and death, his mind moved, his body shot like lightning, cutting through the sky, and in an instant, like a god descending, his right hand poured into the jade flute with three percent of the heavenly absolute true power, slammed the red snake's triangular head into several pieces, and shook it into several sections and fell to the ground;

He deserved to be unlucky in the black robe, and his body was hit by Bai Wenyu's sudden and fatal palm, and his whole body strength was shattered, and his throat was sweet and nauseous. Before he could react, the palm shadow of the embarrassed master was like a mountain collapsing in front of him, he couldn't dodge, sprayed blood, and a body flew upside down and crashed into a small flower bed not far behind him.

Bai Wenyu's body flying forward was as fast as a meteor, and the light and shadow of the jade flute stretched forward roared like a bamboo. Tiansha only felt that his body couldn't help but fly backwards, and he hit a willow tree, and the huge pain in his chest was like a twist, and he immediately flew out of the sky with all his strength, and his eyes were black, and he didn't know anything.

When Bai Wenyu's figure disappeared into the night in shock, Qianzhuang's fight suddenly stopped strangely, and a colorful fireworks suddenly rose in the night sky. Without thinking about it, he hurriedly raised his hand and waved his shout: "Retreat!"

The masked young man fell as he spoke, and no matter how his subordinates reacted, he suddenly got up from the ground, climbed the wall, and fled to the outside of the village in a panic. The rest of the people were slightly stunned, reacted quickly, and also panicked and got up and ran away.

Qinjiazhuang was a heroic hero, but he didn't expect that the sneak attacker had killed so many people, and now if he wanted to flee for his life, how could he agree? Everyone shouted, raised their weapons, and chased after them.

"Stop, let them go!" The voice fell, and I saw the "invincible swordsman" Qin Da, holding a shiny broad-bodied broad-body knife with traces of blood sticking to it, presumably just after the battle. With a sad and indignant look on his face, he hurriedly rushed into the hall from the entrance of the Yongdao, followed by a large number of martial arts heroes holding swords and dancing swords......