With the faint light of the torch, he looked around again, and found that he could only go back the way he had come, but he knew that it was not appropriate for him to go back. At this moment, there was a dull sound of footsteps outside, and he was not sure who had entered the secret room, and he couldn't help but panic. He slung the three iron balls wrapped in oilcloth on his shoulder, and then searched around randomly.

Yang Yifu couldn't hide the shock in his heart, because his hand touched the body of the Son of Heaven in the huge painting, and he found that the portrait of the Son of Heaven was protruding, he pressed it lightly with his hand, and suddenly the sound of the mechanism starting came into his ears. Then he saw a small door open in the wall of the huge painting, which was accessible only to one person. He stooped down and stepped through the small door. As soon as he stepped through the small door, there was another soft sound of a mechanism, and the small door behind him was already closed.

The Yang family is a family of organs, and Yang Yifu has no fear of such an ordinary institution, which is just a secret door in a secret room. When he stepped out of the narrow passage, which was pitch black, he saw a secret room larger than an ordinary house appearing before his eyes. And when his gaze swept away from the chamber, he fell on the carriage that had been placed alone, and when he saw the open carriage, his face changed suddenly.

Ye Yinfeng picked up his long sword and tried to pick the two Khitan soldiers who rushed away, but together with his long sword, the two Khitan soldiers were in the wrong shape, located on his left and right sides. The opponent's movements were extremely fast, like a wolf pounced, making his long sword pick up the air, but he was still unfazed in his heart, his body turned, slightly shorter, and he dodged the two Khitan soldiers like a fan.

It's just that when his body drilled through the gap between the two Khitan soldiers, several powerful blades swept from his lower plate, making Ye Yinfeng's movements slow down. His long sword stabbed forward several times, and a few crisp metal resounds, and his body fluttered away in that instant, and his long sword was raised, and a faint sword shadow swung up around him.

Several scimitars slashed lightly past him, and one scimitar slashed through the placket of his clothes, cutting a hole in the placket of his garment, and a cold breath immediately penetrated into his body. And Ye Yinfeng's body rose again, the bladeless iron sword in his hand danced lightly like the wind, and a faint light formed a halo in front of him, and soon several sounds of breaking the sky surged towards him, but it was the few Khitan soldiers behind him who condensed the strength of their whole bodies and shot out those strange feather arrows.

With a slight step on his feet, several feather arrows pierced through the soles of his feet, and with a wave of his long sword, he guarded the empty door in front of his chest, and at this time, the two bare-handed Khitan soldiers let out a roar, and their crazy front leaf Yin Feng swooped away, but he didn't care about his own safety. Facing the two people who rushed desperately, Ye Yinfeng felt a pang in his heart, how could he not know the other party's thoughts, as long as his body was dragged by those two, then the others would launch a series of deadly attacks.

With a sweep of the sword light, his light figure once again rose into the air, and the figures of the two Khitan soldiers quickly pounced on the place where he was standing just now. Obviously, his figure was together, and two blades with a chill quickly slashed towards his legs. But it was several other Khitan soldiers with scimitars who stepped forward, their eyes without any emotion, neither fear nor joy, and the hollow light in their eyes.

With a "whoosh", a feathered arrow shot at his back with a chilling breath of death, and he knew that there were three feathered arrows in his back, each of which was shooting at different vital points in his back, and the most troublesome thing was that there was another feathered arrow shooting towards the sky above his head. The scimitar slashed at his feet, several feathered arrows from his back, and one locked the sky above his head, but he had no way back.

At that moment, he suddenly inhaled, he didn't look at the iron sword in his hand and twisted it towards his back, and with a slight step under his feet, his body moved a distance of several feet. As the force of the impact fluctuated from his hand, the arrow fell from the iron sword in his hand to the ground, and his body landed on the wall of a house. It's just that as soon as his figure was stable, the two bare-handed Khitan soldiers turned around and crashed into the wall where he was standing.

"Boom, boom" twice, the two Khitan soldiers smashed the wall into dust, and the wall collapsed under their impact. Ye Yinfeng's eyes condensed a faint cold light, he had never seen such a brutal fighting style, such a crazy siege made him suddenly have endless killing intent. At first, he didn't think that these people were going to die, and he wasn't a murderer, but the repeated entanglement made him very angry.

As soon as the long sword was retracted, his body stood on top of a stone that had been knocked up, his body rose gently with the stone, and his left index finger and middle finger lightly touched the bladeless iron sword's sword, "condensing" his mouth softly. I saw that his figure conjured up a ghost, and the iron sword in his hand condensed a faint and dazzling light, and then, his figure, the iron sword in his hand, and the dazzling light blended into the cold night in that instant.

Ye Yinfeng had an unprecedented feeling about himself once again using the Void Sword, he felt that the power of this sword was too great, and he felt very surprised. In the past, his martial arts cultivation realm was too low, and when he was desperate when he encountered the enemy, he only barely used it, but compared with the power of this sword before, it was simply a difference of 100,000 miles.

At this time, he is the master of this dark night, the sword in his hand is the harvesting artifact in the dark night, in the long night, he only feels that the iron sword in his hand is condensing a more terrifying power, that is the grandeur in the night, that is the power hidden in the dark night that makes people's hearts palpitate, and he is the master of that power, he seems to be able to command the darkness of the world, his body is part of this dark night.

All this happened only when the lightning was fire, and the ten Khitan soldiers suddenly lost the trace of Ye Yinfeng in front of their eyes, and just as they were concentrating again, they saw several dots of light shoot out from the dark night in front of them. The blue shadow emerged from the darkness of the night, but to their horror, they found that they had been locked in by the rays of light, making them unable to move for half a minute.

The glow shot out of the night, and it came to their eyes in an instant, but they couldn't move for half a minute, and could only watch as the rays of glow shot towards them. The glow of light disappeared into their brows in an instant, and a blue shadow slowly walked from the endless night, he stepped into the void, the iron sword in his hand lingered with a dark light, his figure was so elegant, he was the master of the night.

Before they could scream, four of the ten twins were killed, and the glow sank into their brows, not even a single blood spattere. And their bodies fell limply to the ground, and the four who died, including the two men with their bare hands, and one man with a scimitar, and finally the one whose fingers were still on the bowstring. In an instant, four people had already fallen, and they were the top masters carefully cultivated by the Yelu Blood Wolf.

Ye Yinfeng's body fell in a surging manner, without a trace of dust, his face was as plain as water, his eyes were shining, and the iron sword in his hand was only condensed with a dazzling scarlet color. He glanced at the remaining ten brothers, and the iron sword seemed to drink blood and rejoice, like a trembling sword groan, trembling slightly in his hand. But the six brothers showed a strong light of hatred from their eyes, the ten brothers lived and died together, they let out a dull beast roar from the bottom of their throats, they raised the weapons in their hands and frantically attacked Ye Yinfeng.

Ling Tianyun and Yelu Blood Wolf collided with each other fiercely, and the strong qi formed a powerful storm around them, causing them to fly around them, and the dust that rose from the sky rolled and churned. And their figures couldn't help but shake, and the huge counterattack force sent both of them back several steps, but the moment they retreated, the long knives in their hands exchanged several times.

The two fought together again, and the intertwined figures made a dull explosion, accompanied by sporadic sparks from time to time, and the crisp sound of weapons colliding added a bit of music to this hearty fight. At this time, all the clothes on their bodies were torn by the exuberant energy, revealing their strong upper bodies and strong chests.

Yelu's blood wolf was slightly superior to Ling Tianyun in stature and size, his arms were long and furious, and the sound of the scimitar in his hand slashing through the air was endless. And Ling Tianyun's body was as strong as a pine, especially under the moisture of Jiuyang True Qi, his skin began to glow with a faint layer of gold, and the treasure knife in his hand condensed wisps of light golden light. The two of them are all open and close, both of them are sword masters who are all in one, they show endless power between a blow and a guard, a slash and a slash, and they will tear the night to pieces when they swing and dance.

Ye Yinfeng's eyes condensed with a gleam, he looked at Ling Tianyun's battle situation, knowing that the two of them at this time could not tell the winner for a while, and the six remaining ten brothers also rushed towards him frantically with weapons. The iron sword in his hand was raised again, and a trace of blood flew up in the sword light, and when his figure turned around, one of them slowly fell down with his eyes wide open. And as soon as he stepped on his footwork, one after another afterimages came in the figure of those few people.

When Ye Yinfeng's figure suddenly stopped, there was a thick blood aura condensed on his body, but behind him, the five figures were standing still, they were still holding weapons in their hands, but their eyes lost their brilliance. After one breath, or two breaths, the five figures fell to the ground one after another. There was a little scarlet blood in the center of their eyebrows, and the blood slowly spread, and with a light thud, gurgling blood splattered out of the center of their eyebrows.

Turning around, the wind lightly towards the group of other Khitan soldiers who were besieging him, the true qi in Ye Yinfeng's body stagnated slightly, he didn't expect that killing these ten tuplets would also make him suffer a lot of injuries. Especially when he was running between those people, a feather arrow came out of the air and almost hit his thigh, but he still avoided it with his exquisite footwork, but the true qi of the other party remaining in his body suddenly took advantage of the weakness, making him unable to suffer.

"Ah, it's murderous." A miserable scream sounded, this sudden scream broke the gloomy atmosphere, and this miserable scream was particularly abrupt in this night. A figure rushed out of the Youyue Tower like madness, who was it not the two dogs, at this time his face was full of panic, he shouted from time to time, not dancing with his hands and feet. He didn't seem to see the heavily armored Khitan soldiers standing on the street, and he screamed and rushed towards the street.

Xiao Jiu rushed out of the secret room, but when he rushed out, his feet immediately trembled with fright, he didn't expect that he had rushed to the street full of Khitan soldiers. He couldn't help but feel an inexplicable palpitation in his heart, and he pulled the oilcloth behind his back, but he still didn't choose to move on, because as long as he took one more step, he would get into the encirclement of the Khitan soldiers.