'Got out of the way?'

Ge Xinglie was stunned again. He really underestimated Gu Wuzhi, thinking that this was a sword that surpassed the mundane, and the old man who could only play tricks would not be able to dodge it no matter what.

There are no more than a few people in Ebonwood Town who can dodge this sword, and that includes himself.

But Gu Wuzhi just dodged it, and he didn't even wipe out a bloody mouth.

Ge Xinglie revealed a solemn look. Except for himself, Hao Chengang, and Qin Yan, this old man is a well-deserved fourth person!

How could Gu Wuzhi not be able to catch his momentary loss of consciousness just now? The lame body of the wind candle showed disproportionate agility, and after avoiding the sword of Song Xinglie, he rolled backwards, jumped up the steps, and retreated ten steps away in the blink of an eye amid the fierce sound of rolling thunder and the fierce sound of strong wind blowing clothes.

Ge Xinglie didn't catch up again, because as soon as he turned his head, he saw the scene of Zhu Fei pointing the Yanyun Sword at You Xiahan's throat on the Dao platform, and his eyes swept down again, and the red blood stains under You Xiahan's clothes also made him lose his mind to pursue the old poison.

Qin Yan rushed away from the street, his body like a ghost. Pedestrians on the side of the road often only feel a cold wind blowing in their faces, and a flower in front of them seems to have a shadow flashing past them. Such a strange scene made many people who claimed to be masters frightened, and even thought that they had encountered demons and ghosts, so they hurriedly went home to burn incense and worship Buddha, and asked the master to exorcise ghosts.

There are really not many people who can identify Qin Yan's identity in such a high-speed rush, and Gong Yunchong can barely be regarded as one.

She was hurrying over, when she saw a familiar figure flying by, and hurriedly shouted, "Senior Brother Qin, wait—"

But Qin Yan ignored her, didn't make any stops, and flashed past her.

"Hey, you...... Hmph!" When Gong Yunsleeve turned his head to look, Qin Yan's back had disappeared at the end of the street. She clenched her fists, stomped her foot, and let out a long sigh, still decided to follow.

Qin Yan was anxious.

'Wutong Temple, Wutong Temple, I should have thought of it a long time ago......

How could you get the sword of Jade Hanyan?

As a person in the righteous path, Hao Chengang would not bother to join forces with the finger picker. And Ge Xinglie did not leave Sangu Square. So who else would be able to take Yu Hanyan's sword?

Zhou Buping?

If these two get together and attack Yu Hanyan, Yu Hanyan should be able to escape even if he is defeated. But the most feared thing is the unknown enemy!

If there is still an old fox who is hiding in the shadows, if there is a sudden thunderous blow at this time, Senior Sister Yu may not be able to guard against it......

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, and his heart was so panicked that he couldn't settle down, until he ran to the front of Wutong Temple, and saw two white fruit trees at the door, so he suddenly woke up, took a deep breath, and reluctantly suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart with a pure heart mantra, pushed open the door and walked into the temple.

The temple was muddy, the scene was messy, it should have experienced a fierce battle, and there was still a dark red sèze in the sewage on the ground, but there was no corpse in sight.

When he looked up again, he saw two holes in the roof, one large and one small, the larger one could accommodate two people to pass side by side, and the smaller one was only a few inches, which should have been the traces left by the sharp blade through the tiles.

'Senior Sister Yu has used the Imperial Sword Technique here. She fled to the rooftop......

Thinking like this, Qin Yan jumped out, ran out of the big hole, and landed on the roof of the tiled house. At a glance, he saw a piece of tille that had been stepped on, and from the shoe prints on it, it was where Yu Hanyan once stood.

'Senior Sister Yu stood in front and fought with a top master, that person's skill was extremely strong, and he shook Senior Sister Yu back more than ten steps until here. ’

Qin Yan floated down to the place where the roof was trampled by Yu Hanyan, closed her eyes, and ran the fateful pass, pretending that she was Yu Hanyan, and caught a glimpse of the figures of the three people who attacked her in the darkness.

'Zhou Buping, snapping his fingers at the star, and an unknown swordsman, a total of three...... No, there is another one in the temple below, there are four people in total. ’

The blood in his body flowed, and he had great magical powers, looking back at the scene at that time, and vividly restoring the scene when these people were talking.

Senior Sister Yu used the Demon Spirit Bead to attract Zhou Buping's attention and flicked her fingers, and took the opportunity to escape from the swordsman's sword. The Destroying Sword injured the snap of the finger picking star, and Senior Sister Yu also ran away......

Qin Yan closed his eyes, jumped off the eaves following the trajectory of Yu Hanyan's departure, and ran all the way to the river.

"Phew, fortunately, this girl is quite clever, and actually let her run away, but it's really worrying!" He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could completely relax, he felt another crisis, "No! What was that Taoist priest doing just now? He was fiddling with the corpses of Ma Li and the long-faced man, and he had set a trap on the shore in advance. Ah, my sister has been tricked—"

In the backtracking scene, he watched as Yu Hanyan stepped on the trap and almost fell into the abyss, but jumped out at the last moment.

'It's dangerous!'

His mood fluctuated with Yu Hanyan's movements, and his chest also fluctuated with a breath of true qi, and the fateful divine power he used was also blurred due to the shock of his mind. Now in his eyes, the most touching Yu Hanyan was only a slender black silhouette, and the other two figures chasing after him couldn't see their faces clearly, and they could only be identified from their figures, which seemed to be the bodies of the dead Ma Li and the long-faced man.

'Necrophilia, it should be more than that, the damn Taoist priest must have played tricks in the corpse - damn it! Senior sister, get out of the way!'

Despite the loud shouts in his heart, Yu Hanyan couldn't hear his call. He could only watch as Yu Hanyan was attacked by two corpses, and then with a snap, the blood rain exploded......

A breath of stuffy air stuck in his throat, and the violent mood swings caused his soul to shake, and countless thoughts of remorse and self-blame instantly appeared in his heart, and it was combined with fear and indescribable emptiness. The heart, which obviously does not exist, seems to be grabbed by the little ghosts that emerge from the land, and sinks into hell in bursts of sharp pain......

His head was buzzing, and the noisy shouts of countless people seemed to sound in his ears, his body shook, and suddenly there was a burst of sweetness in his throat, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

The blood in his whole body was surging like boiling, and he felt a flame rise from his body, spread everywhere, and burned all inside.

"Senior Brother Qin!" Gong Yunsleeve's voice came from behind, rushing to the front to support his slowly falling body, and said anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Qin Yan was powerless to answer. His limbs twitched uncontrollably, his face was as pale as gold paper, blood slid down the corners of his mouth, and his pupils gradually dilated.