Qin Yan pretended to glance around casually, and then took in the figures of the five people. They were all ordinary looks, dressed in ordinary clothes, three with swords, two with swords, and there was nothing unusual about them. So when they approached from three directions, He Zhongyi and the others were still unconscious, and they were amazed by Hao Chengang's peerless martial arts on the stage.

A short, thin and withered old man took the lead, he pretended to be hit by someone, staggered towards Lin Muyao, and stumbled into a distance of three steps from Lin Muyao, and then suddenly made a move, and the sword light turned into a burst of streamer, and it reached Lin Muyao's neck in an instant.

When Bai Lang sensed the danger coming, he didn't have time to draw his sword, and he didn't even have to think about it. He could only rely on his instinctive reaction, burst out with unprecedented speed, and smashed away the eldest lady's delicate body, but exposed himself to the sharp sword light.

"Shhh Bai Lang fell softly, but the blood spurting out of his body made the surrounding attendants and guards wake up, shouting and leaning towards the eldest lady.

But at this time, it was already a little late to react, the other party was an experienced master, and once he decided to start, it would be a shocking blow like a thunderstorm, leaving no chance for the target.

The white-clothed maid who followed Lin Muyao was also a high-level master of Renyuan, as the leader of the eldest lady's escort, her vigilance was also the highest, and she immediately pulled out the soft sword at her waist, shot at Lin Muyao in mid-air, and cut a silver needle into two pieces, and then violently turned around and shrunk her wrist, and stopped another gray-clothed killer with a sharp sword momentum. The killer held a gray long knife in his hand, slashing at the sudden burst of Sen Han sword qi, and the ice shattered in an instant.

The killer rushed left and right, unable to break through the sword wave that the maid swung. But at this moment, a thin blade pierced silently through the shadows on the side of the maid, like the most gloomy poisonous snake, and kissed her lightly on her forearm, turning into a sour feeling and spreading upwards. A red thread ripped along her sleeve, and a few drops of blood splattered out, and the maid hurriedly retreated, thinking that she had escaped without danger, when suddenly her body stiffened, her heart throbbed violently, and the vision in front of her was quickly enveloped by a shadow, and then fell into darkness forever.

At this time, only He Zhongyi was left in front of the killers. He was also entangled by a killer, and he let out a furious shout from his mouth, and he threw his fists and palms repeatedly, but he couldn't force the man wielding the knife in front of him to take half a step back. The other killers didn't wait for their battle to end, three figures shot from different directions, and they were forced in front of Lin Muyao in an instant.

When death came, Lin Muyao was not frightened and screamed like an ordinary boudoir girl, she was still dressed as the handsome boy on the stage at this time, grabbed Mu Chengxue, who was pale, pulled out the long sword behind her with her right hand, raised her head and faced the killer who rushed over, and a trace of unwillingness and fear flashed in her eyes. No matter how pampered and doted she usually is, but at this critical moment of life and death, she still shows the demeanor that the descendants of the Lin family should have. The only flaw is that the expression on his face is not natural and calm enough.

Only then did the crowd next to them realize that an unusual assassination had occurred and fled to the rear. Suddenly, a high-pitched scream pierced everyone's eardrums.

A woman leaning on her husband's arms was about to pull her husband away, but just when she felt why her husband was silent and silent, she raised her head and realized that the person she was leaning against was actually a headless person, neatly cut off from the neck up. She fainted and fell to the ground.

Qin Yan looked at this scene coldly. He knew that the woman's husband would only die because he was in the way of the killer. If you run a step slower, it will probably end the same way.

He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity and leave, but he quickly dispelled this thought. In the distance, several figures ran quickly from the eaves, which should be the masters sent by the Lin family to maintain law and order. However, to expect Lin Muyao to hold out until they arrived, it was better to pray for the Buddha to appear to save the life of the eldest lady of the Lin family.

Three sharp blades approached Lin Muyao's body from different directions, and Lin Muyao gritted her teeth and raised her sword to block. It's just that the strength of such a delicate lady as her is far from enough to compete with the other party, and the killer's short knife slashed at the spine of her sword, and the surging force shook her to the point of bleeding, and the long sword fell out of her hand. And another vicious undercurrent came from behind her, silently sinking into her snow-white clothes, and the cold hairs on her back stood on end in an instant, only to feel a cold cold against her skin, and only desperate thoughts were left in her heart.

It's too late to look back on the past, and this short fifteen-year life should come to an end here...... She made one last move, turned her head away, and fixed her eyes on Mu Chengxue's bloodless pale face.

In the last moments of my life, I don't want the sword to stain my eyes, but let your beauty see me off—

At this moment, a sudden change occurred! A strong force was sucked from behind Lin Muyao and the others, easily pulling the light bodies of the two women, like a strong wind blowing willow leaves, driving them to float into the air and rush to the ring.

The killers planned carefully enough, and even counted Hao Chengang's reaction in the ring, but they still underestimated Hao Chengang's ability. can manipulate other people's bodies from a distance of several feet, even to the extent that he is like an arm, this strongest person of the younger generation is definitely worthy of the praise of "looking at the world" and "proud of the world" in his poem!

The person who attacked Lin Muyao from the side only felt a flower in front of him, and stabbed into the air with a knife, only to find that the target had been rescued. He hesitated for a moment, exchanged glances with the other three, and silently rushed to the ring.

Lin Muyao and Mu Chengxue only felt that their bodies moved involuntarily, and the wind was whistling in their ears, dizzy, like clouds and fog, and suddenly a strong force came from their feet, which slowed down their fall, and then fell to the ground, and finally stood firm after stumbling a few steps. They recovered from the dizziness of rapid movement, and when they raised their eyes, they found a tall young man standing in front of them, facing them sideways, and slowly spoke: "Two girls, are you all right?"

It's Haochengang!

Mu Chengxue immediately recognized this figure that had appeared in his dreams many times, and looked at the handsome outline outlined by the resolute lines on his side, and only felt as if he was in a dream in a trance. She almost forgot the horror of life and death before, and her heart was filled with a huge sense of happiness. The encounter was so magical that she almost fainted.

Compared with Mu Chengxue's simple joy mood, Lin Muyao's feelings at this time were much more complicated. At such a close distance, she looked at Hao Chengang's face, and an emotion called jealousy arose in her heart, which far diluted the joy of escaping death. 'This is Haochengang, sure enough...... It's a shame to be ashamed, no wonder Cher is fascinated by him...... 'Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, and she forgot to answer the other party's inquiry for a moment. When she remembered that her reaction was too rude, Hao Chengang had already turned her head and calmly met the four killers who pounced.

The frost torrent was surging, the sword shadow turned into waves, and the four killers joined into horns, and the wave of attacks that poured out instantly engulfed Hao Chengang's figure.

At that moment, a vast white light like the sea emerged from Haochengang's body. He only swung a palm, and staggered past the four.

The shadow of the sword in the sky dissipated, the heavens and the earth fell silent, and all the shadows disappeared in the pure snow white.

The four killers fell back in four directions, their courage wiped out in the palm of their hand. Haochen Gang stood silently in place and did not chase after him.

"Stop!" The masters of the Lin family finally arrived at this time, and the old man in Tsing Yi led by him rushed to Lin Muyao with an arrow, while the others chased after the killers separately. Hao Chengang's palm had already seriously injured the four people, and he didn't run far before he was caught up by the master of the Lin family, and seeing that he couldn't get out, he wiped his neck.

Except for the gray-robed old man of the middle rank of the Earth Yuan.

He was very fast, rushing left and right in the crowd, and as soon as he stepped on the eaves, he was about to turn over and leave, and no one could catch up with him. A gorgeously dressed young man rushed to the middle of the street, and when he saw that he was about to escape, he took out the treasure carving bow behind him, pulled it to perfection, and shot an arrow at the vest of the gray-robed old man.

The gray-robed old man didn't look back, the long sword in his hand swung back at will, the sword light skyrocketed by three inches, and the momentum was like a match, and he was cutting the arrow from the middle into two even pieces, and then without stopping, he turned over and jumped to the other side of the eaves.

The young man in Chinese clothes wanted to chase again, but was stopped by the old man in Tsing Yi from afar: "Third young master, don't chase him, you can't keep him!"

The young man in the Chinese costume hesitated for a moment, turned around and strode back, and said in a loud voice, "Master Mutang, do you see what's coming?"

The old man in Tsing Yi didn't answer immediately, but just said some words of thanks to Haochengang and comforted the two young ladies a few words. When the young man in Chinese clothes walked up to him, he lowered his voice and said, "That person is the 'Eternal Flying Stream', they are the people of Loulan outside the sky!"