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The vast night was tearing apart, dividing the brightly lit street, and except for the bustling street, everything else was a dark color. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIn the inky area, only a few lanterns fluttering in the wind could be seen. There was silence all around, and the surroundings were shrouded in the gloom and leisure, and the howling cold wind blew from the north like a blade as thin as a cicada's wings.

However, in the middle of a quiet street, the silence of the night was broken by the sound of horses' hoofs. I saw two handsome and strong horses galloping through the street carrying two fat teenagers. The cold wind blew, blowing their strands of hair up, revealing their red cheeks. The two horses galloped past, one after the other, and the hurried hooves of the horses whipped the thick snow on the street like a flocculent, and lifted it in the air for a long time.

On the back of the horse in front sat a thirteen or fourteen-year-old little Taoist priest in a Taoist robe, his chubby cheeks showed an anxious look, beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead, and slowly slid down on his fat face. But he ignored it, and pressed his legs on the saddle, urging the horse to run faster.

And on the back of the horse was a fat man in brocade clothes who exuded a noble temperament, and the fat boy was panting and seemed to be about to catch up with the pace of the fat little Taoist. The fat face was flushed, he seemed to have already kicked all the strength of his body, and he couldn't stop trembling, but he still gritted his teeth and followed closely behind the fat Taoist priest without saying a word.

These two were Li Xiaoyao and Li Congjia's uncle and nephew, and they hurriedly got on their horses from the scene of the tearing up and walked along this street, which was one of the most luxurious streets in the imperial city. It is the nightless long street in Jinling, known as the paradise of men in this imperial city.

Li Xiaoyao's face was very anxious, they didn't find Ye Yinfeng until this time, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart. He didn't expect that someone would use tactics to stun Li Congjia, and he also disguised himself into his appearance and took Ye Yinfeng away, that person's disguise can be said to have reached the pinnacle, and his means are so clever that they are extraordinary. Even the personal guardian of Li Liuzi, the old man surnamed Dugu, didn't notice anything unusual, and he didn't know who could have such clever means. But there were no clues on the corpse of the old man surnamed Dugu.

He was worried about Ye Yinfeng's safety at this time, that person even killed the old man surnamed Dugu, and it was not easy to kill Ye Yinfeng. Although he knew that Ye Yinfeng also had the means to save his life, under such a huge disparity in strength, no matter how exquisite his light footwork was, he could not escape from the palm of that person's hand. It's not that Ye Yinfeng's footwork is not good, it's that the person's martial arts cultivation realm is too high, and there are at least two big levels. No matter how subtle the light work is, it will be useless.

And the fat county king behind Li Xiaoyao had a guilty face, if he hadn't been plotted by someone, Ye Yinfeng would not have left with the fake self. He had lost his loyal guard, and there was no one left to help him, even the blue-shirted boy who had a grudge against him was missing, and his fate was uncertain. All this, he knew who did it, but he was helpless, that person had monstrous power, but he was narrow-minded, and he couldn't tolerate any martial arts cultivators he befriended. You have to have no soldiers in your hands and no strength, so that you can rest assured. Rest assured that he no longer has any strength to compete with him, and that kind of family affection that is thicker than water is like grass in that person's eyes, and it can be ignored negligently.

Two tall horses carried two fat boys, and there seemed to be an unbearable feeling of being overwhelmed, and the raised hooves had long since lost their strength and strength. The speed seemed to slow down a little, and the snow that had been raised only swirled around the horse's hooves, turning into a thick fog and spreading away.

A long mournful howl was heard in the distance, and the familiar voice carried an endless sense of sorrow.

Li Xiaoyao shook on the horseback, and his eyes suddenly showed a strong color, and his fat cheeks showed a touch of fierce majesty. There was a shudder all over his body, and his feet couldn't help but clamp the horse's belly, and the horse was already exhausted, and his body staggered, and he almost fell to the ground. And the fat Taoist priest's body couldn't help but tilt, and his body almost fell down, but fortunately he pulled the reins in time, which allowed the horse to stop the fall and continue to gallop forward.

Ye Yinfeng's red-like eyes were a little awe-inspiring with blood, the golden light in his hand flashed, and the mutated aura in his body was surging towards his surroundings like a river. Standing against the vast night, an unyielding body like a sharp sword piercing the endless inky sky. The blood-tinged fierceness flashed in his red eyes, and a cold aura suddenly erupted from his body.

The cold light and cold light of the shadow tore open the mouth of the silent night, and the blade with a cold light came again with an endless and strong killing intent. And Captain Su, who raised the long knife, did not dismount, he took the lead, and the rapid sound of the horse's hooves galloped towards Ye Yinfeng with a cold killing intent.

The other Praetorian guards on horseback jumped off their horses one after another, and they raised the cold blades and dazzling weapons in their hands, and pounced like a tide towards the blue-shirted young man who stood proudly under the vast night. All of them have grim faces, and their bodies are agile like wolves that have found their prey. And the incomparably thick bloody aura on their bodies was also drenched at this time, their eyes were frosty, and their jumping figures did not take a breath, which showed that these guards were by no means ordinary martial arts guards.

Ye Yinfeng's eyes showed a touch of murderous intent, and the strange true qi surging around him turned, and a raging battle intent rose from the bottom of his heart.

The captain who took the lead raised his long knife, slashed through a cold light, and rushed to Ye Yinfeng's side in an instant. I saw that the cold light in his hand fell, and the long cold knife slashed straight towards the top of Ye Yinfeng's head with an incomparably terrifying aura. The tearing sound of breaking the air, the terrifying and piercing eerie atmosphere, also exploded at the same time.

And the guards who jumped off their horses also spread out their bodies, fanning towards the blue-shirted young man, silent and extremely fast. Among them, there are also a few hidden breaths, like a cold arrow in the dark night, aiming at the target, waiting for the opportunity to strike.

Ye Yinfeng's body sank, and the golden light in his hand once again emitted a dazzling light, and the Panyu Sword in his hand raised several layers of sword shadows and twisted towards the horse and Captain Su on horseback.

"Hiss ?????????", a terrible scream, and the horse was suddenly twisted into two parts in the golden sword light. After a huge horse's head let out a terrible cry, a frenzied stream of blood flew over Ye Yinfeng's head.

With a "bang", it landed on the street behind Ye Yinfeng, and then splashed strands of hot blood and slid on the street for several feet before stopping. The horse's blood spurted from the horse's neck and splattered out on the wealthy gentlemen who clinged to the corners of the streets. Suddenly, everyone panicked, and they hurriedly avoided it.

For a moment, the street was like a mess, and the sounds of screams, fears, and neighing horses were intertwined, turning this bustling street into a bloody slaughterhouse.

The severed head of the horse still rushed forward, past Ye Yinfeng's side, and finally fell to the ground with a bang.

Ye Yinfeng didn't care about the horse blood splashed on him at all, he had already splashed the bright and hot horse blood at this time, but he couldn't care so much about it. Because the sword shadow he twisted didn't even touch the weapon of the Captain Su, as soon as the golden light was twisted, the Captain Su suddenly jumped up from the horse's back, then held the knife in both hands, and slashed down towards Ye Yinfeng in the air.

The long knife that was bent like a string moon spit out a fierce and cold knife aura, and slashed straight down from the air, making Ye Yinfeng, who was guarding the corpse of the yellow dog, unconsciously startled. The sharp knife, the knife full of endless killing intent, the fierce evil qi surged out from this knife, and the sound of Huo Huo came out from the air.

Ye Yinfeng knew that he couldn't resist this knife, so he could only retreat. And the golden mang in his hand became strong again, and the three tiny vortices in his body were spewing out that strange cold aura, which kept flowing wantonly in his body.

When Ye Yinfeng's body retreated, the sharp sword light fell, and a dazzling light flashed in front of his eyes, and then he only heard the sound of "bell".

A hurricane-like aura immediately swept across his face, and the bluestone-paved street in front of him was abruptly scratched by a deep ravine. A figure stood steadily beside the bluestone scratches, but it was Captain Su who fell from the sky on horseback.

That wave of air blew the blue shirt on Ye Yinfeng's body into a hunting sound, and the messy hair on the back of his head flew even more. And the corpse of the yellow dog was also lifted under that wave of qi, and then fell heavily at Ye Yinfeng's feet. Looking at the corpse of the yellow dog that turned over, Ye Yinfeng only felt a tightness in his chest, and a fishy sweetness rushed up in his throat. His face turned pale all of a sudden, and a trace of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

The body shook lightly a few times unconsciously, Ye Yinfeng forcibly endured the hot blood in his throat and rushed upward, and the strange true qi in his body began to become violent. The red light in his eyes was even more blooming, and the indignation in his chest became even more sad.

"You are looking for death", Ye Yinfeng had bloodshot embedded in the corners of his mouth, and roared wildly, and his body shook, with a few afterimages, he rushed towards Captain Su. The golden light in his hand was a little stronger, and an incomparably terrifying aura surged out of his body again.

At this moment, the fan-shaped guards had already completed the encirclement, and they surrounded the blue-shirted young man with angry eyes and sorrowful eyes but like a bloodthirsty Shura, and it was difficult for the young man to escape their encirclement even if he inserted his wings.

The corners of his mouth raised a sneer, and Captain Su did not raise his sword again, but made a mistake and retreated into the group of guards who came together.

As soon as the figure of Captain Su disappeared into the group of guards, several extremely swift figures immediately pounced on them, and their bodies exuded a fierce blood qi. Raising the cold weapon in his hand, he was like a ghost, agile like a cheetah. And they have that eerie aura on their bodies, but they are a little more powerful than the other guards.

Several sounds of breaking the sky came into Ye Yinfeng's ears, and he didn't expect that Captain Su would choose not to fight. Moreover, this does not mean that the other party is afraid of him, but sends a more ghostly master to kill him. He didn't have time to think too much, because the ghostly figures had already pounced.

When a few cold rays were inches, he arrived at Ye Yinfeng's side, a long and faint small sword, a weapon like a sea fork, the last dagger with a ghostly light, and three guards who were not outstanding, with ordinary appearance and average height. Throwing it in the crowd doesn't give a special impression, this is the real killer, and not every killer has the word killer written on their forehead. Only those who look ordinary will not be remembered, and only such people are the most dangerous.

Three different weapons came towards Ye Yinfeng's chest, lower abdomen, and back vest. The surging aura brought several vortices around him, sucking the aura around him wildly. And his body was stunned by these whirlpools, and he couldn't help but pause. Just like that, the footwork of the Seven Stars under his feet was already a little slower.

With a "hiss", his body spun wildly and spun, and he could avoid the killing of his vest and chest, but his lower abdomen was righted by the faint dagger. A streak of blood suddenly gushed out, and the placket of the blue shirt under his abdomen had been torn. His body was stained with the horse's blood, and with the blood gushing out, he couldn't tell whether it was the horse's blood or his own blood at the moment.

The three figures staggered by, standing in a triangle, looking at him coldly, their eyes with a bit of unbelievable light, but fleeting. As soon as their bodies stabilized, they raised the weapons in their hands again and rushed towards Ye Yinfeng again.

Ye Yinfeng felt a pang in his heart, he didn't expect that he had underestimated these three people, if he fought alone, he would not be afraid of any of them. But the attacks of these three people obviously secretly coincided with a formation, increasing the power of these three people several times.

The blood surging under his abdomen, the embattled ambush on all sides, the tragic aura in Ye Yinfeng's heart became stronger and stronger, and he stood like a sharp sword that pierced the sky.

In this bleak night, the light mist that permeated the air became thicker and thicker like the surging blood.