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A tearing aura arose, an endless oppressive atmosphere slowly surged, and the gray sky began to gradually appear hideous. The cloudy Wutai Mountain www.biquge.info was shrouded in rolling clouds, and the dark sky brought a few bloodthirsty breaths to the face, and the sound of the wind blew as cold as a blade and swirled through the mountain.

Taiping Town, which was originally bustling and extraordinary, was eerily quiet at this time, and the bustling Taiping Street, which was two or three miles long, was empty at this time. The men seemed to disappear all at once, and only the mess on the street confirmed that it had once been a thriving place.

The raging wind blew from the other side of the mountain, and the long deserted street was deserted at this time, and the dead leaves flying in the sky swept the filthy street front. There was no figure, no voice, no life, only the dead silence. It's so quiet that it's maddening, and it's so quiet that it's palpitating.

And the few people who were in the Taiping Inn didn't notice the abnormality of the Taiping Town at all, if there were only five people in the big inn, there were two guests in addition to the person in charge of the inn. And those strange auras permeated from the long street and rushed into the inn. They only felt that this strange aura came so suddenly, but they did not pay attention to it. Because there is an even more eerie and turbulent atmosphere in this inn.

Ling Tianyun looked at the shocked Ma Chenghui, his eyes showed a bit of solemnity, he didn't expect that this bandit leader and that assassin knew each other, and he also had a deep hatred for the sky. The red-faced man Zhao Kuangyin had a cold look on his face, and a pair of thick big hands couldn't help but grab the long stick that would never leave his body.

"You know me?" , A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the assassin who was close to the window, but it was quickly covered up by him, and he was also horrified in his heart, he did not expect that he had revealed his true face, and the bandit leader still knew him. Looking at the other party's blood-red eyes, his heart trembled inexplicably, because he saw a sky-shattering hatred in the other party's eyes. He was puzzled, he didn't have any impression of the bandit.

"Jiu'an Village, Yanzhou, have you ever remembered the hundreds of lives in that village. Today, I won't let you, the dog thief, escape from here under any circumstances. Ma Chenghui's eyes were red, his steel teeth were squeaking, and he wanted to devour his blood and swallow his flesh.

"It turned out to be a fish that slipped through the net, no one can escape today, don't even think about escaping, the last life in Jiu'an Village will end today." The assassin had a look of disdain in his eyes, he didn't expect to run into a fish that slipped through the net at this time. As for why the blood slaughter of that remote mountain village, although he didn't know it at that time, but with the growth of his military achievements, he also knew the real purpose of the slaughter, and at this time there was still a fish that slipped through the net, how could this not make him excited, it was best to capture that person alive, and the secret of the village would definitely be able to be found out from the mouth of the bandit.

With a sly look in his eyes, the assassin had no intention of leaving, but although there was some fear in front of him, it had not yet reached the point where he could escape. He had already made a new plan in his heart, even if he couldn't kill that Zhao Kuangyin, he would arrest the thief back.

How did Ling Tianyun know what this assassin was thinking about, seeing the glint in the other party's eyes, he thought that the other party was going to escape through that window. Secretly decided, his body slipped, and he lunged at the assassin. He didn't have any weapons in his hands, but his fists were already his weapons. In addition to knife techniques, his father is also proficient in boxing, which is a set of boxing techniques accumulated in a hundred battles and long battles.

As soon as his body jumped, Ling Tianyun's hands clenched into fists and struck through the air, and a layer of flowing light appeared above those fists, which was the aura that burst out of the true qi in his body. His fists surged towards the assassin with a tearing momentum, and his slightly bowed body flew diagonally out from Zhao Kuangyin's side like a sturdy cheetah.

With a hint of amusement in his eyes, the assassin was not afraid of Ling Tianyun's powerful fists. I saw a cold glow in my hand, turning into a calm light towards those fists. It was a cold-light dagger, the same as its dagger, sharp and eerie.

Seeing the dagger raised by the other party towards his fists, the corners of Ling Tianyun's mouth rose, and his outstretched right fist suddenly opened, and his five fingers turned into sharp dragon claws and grabbed at the dagger. He didn't know how many times he had used this trick to grab the white blade empty-handed. This claw pose was even more skillfully used by him.

Seeing that Ling Tianyun's right fist turned into a claw, his left fist still didn't come towards his chest. A hint of surprise flashed in the assassin's eyes, but as soon as his body slid away, he was able to easily dodge Ling Tianyun's attack. In the flash of this blow, the two figures had already staggered, the assassin's body had already left the window, and his body was closer to Ma Chenghui, whose eyes were shining with hatred.

Zhao Kuangyin didn't make a move, and the shopkeeper who didn't make a move was the cold-faced shopkeeper. They didn't expect Ling Tianyun to make a move in advance, there was only one round, and neither side went all out, it was just a face-to-face. But they can't tell which is stronger and which is weaker, after all, this is just a tentative encounter.

Zhao Kuangyin's eyes froze, and the long stick in his hand turned into a giant dragon and surged towards the assassin who fell not far from the little bandit. A strong aura poured out around the stick, knocking over the tables around it, and the dragon roared towards the Assassin.

At this time, Ling Tianyun felt that the long stick in Zhao Kuangyin's hand was extraordinary, and there was a faint golden light around the stick, which was simply like a golden dragon. If it were him, I am afraid that he would not be able to take Zhao Kuangyin's blow of the long stick. Only then did he know that Zhao Kuangyin's internal strength was deeper than he imagined, and his stick technique was even more superb. It's just that he has a hunch that the assassin's cultivation is not weaker than Zhao Kuangyin, and when he struck a blow just now, the other party chose to avoid it, but it was not that he was afraid of himself, but that the other party had other plans.

When the assassin saw Zhao Kuangyin's long stick coming, his eyes froze, and the cold light in his hand was a little stronger, and he couldn't stop dancing the dagger in his hand, and the layers of cold light shrouded his body, forming an incomparably strong shield to protect him inside. And the cold light in his hand also turned into a little cold star from time to time, and clicked towards the long stick that was slightly overflowing from the golden light.

"Clanging ???????", a few crisp crashing sounds, followed by a series of dull sounds like explosions. The two figures suddenly separated, and their eyes showed solemnity and fear at the same time. At the same time, they all felt that each other's cultivation was far beyond their expectations, and a thought arose in their hearts at the same time, a fierce rival.

Around them was a mess, and torn tables and stools were torn up everywhere, and cracked wooden tables and benches were scattered across the inn's floor. It was caused by the collision of the qi emitted by the two people, which shows how deep the true yuan in the bodies of these two people is.

Ling Tianyun was even more surprised in his heart, his ignorant and fearless approach just now made him very reckless, if that assassin didn't have other plans, then where would his own pair of fleshy palms be the opponent of the other party. At this time, it was fortunate that Zhao Kuangyin saw the assassin's intention, so he would take the lead. He moved towards the bandit leader, who knew what the Assassin was thinking, but he didn't know why the Assassin was trying to do anything to an unruly bandit.

The stable two looked at each other solemnly, and a deep fear rose in their hearts, but they were both proud and unyielding, and they raised the weapons in their hands to meet each other again.

"Zheng", the long stick with golden light collided with the dagger again, and there was no breath stirred, only the layers of gas patterns spread out. "Boom", another burst of tables and chairs flipped and crashed. The hall was not spacious at this time, but there was chaos, and the aura of collision began to spread like an explosion.

Zhao Kuangyin's long stick forced the assassin into a corner, an inch long, one point strong, one inch short, and a trace of danger. The stick was the ancestor of weapons, while the dagger was the exclusive use of the Assassins. The contest between one strong and one dangerous is not over yet, and the two martial cultivators with deep internal strength are afraid of each other.

There was a flash of absoluteness in his eyes, and there were two enemies beside him. The assassin's eyes flashed with a few rays of essence, and as soon as the essence dissipated, an even more majestic aura suddenly surged throughout his body. The cold dagger in his hand danced even more, after blocking the long stick that came from the powerful blow. His figure flickered and ran towards the window.

I saw a vague figure rushing out from the layers of stick shadows, the assassin's cunning figure and sudden escape were beyond the expectations of Zhao Kuangyin and Ling Tianyun. They didn't expect that the assassin who was still scared at the beginning thought of escaping, and the other party's body was really weird and charming. The figure dragged up layers of blurred afterimages and slipped away from under Zhao Kuangyin's stick.

When his figure was less than three feet away from the window, he saw that his body turned into a sturdy cheetah and flew up and was about to fall into the window.

And just when his body was just together, Ma Chenghui, whose eyes were bloodshot and full of hatred, suddenly pounced, and he pounced angrily, and immediately dragged the assassin who flew to the window. It was so sudden, no one thought that even the assassin who was conceited about his own merits did not expect that the bandit leader who was not a martial artist would have such a move. It was impossible for him to dodge Ma Chenghui's hard pounce, because the arc of his flying body fell right within the range of Ma Chenghui's flying pounce.

Ling Tianyun and Zhao Kuangyin's faces were shocked, they didn't expect such a weak little thief to actually behave like this, and at the same time, they slowly understood in their hearts. The power of hatred is immense, and a person who has a heart for revenge on his family meets an enemy with whom he is not in the same place, it will exert extraordinary power. At this time, Ma Chenghui is the best example, and the important thing is that the bandit leader has put his life and death on the line.

Ma Chenghui's figure and the assassin's figure landed in front of the window at the same time, Ma Chenghui was still a step slower, and his figure only pounced on the assassin's legs. But that was enough, and there was a look of absolute sadness in his eyes to catch the murderer of his own family, and that was enough. Whether or not he can avenge the murder of his family, he feels that he has succeeded.

As soon as the Assassin's figure reached the window, he felt his feet sink as if he were being held by someone, and his body fell again. He fell heavily on the ground again, and when he looked down, he found that it was Ma Chenghui, the leader of the bandits, who was holding him.

The bandit was clinging to his feet, his eyes showing a clear and unrepentant light, and his face showed a somewhat hideous color, and a daunting palpitation arose. Suddenly, a bad feeling surged into his heart, and a strong killing intent locked him tightly, this feeling was like a grim reaper, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get out.

Without thinking about it, the assassin immediately made up his mind, raised the dagger in his hand and stabbed at the bandit who was holding his feet, but his dagger had not yet been swung. A chilling sound like a spinal thorn broke through the air, whistling in his ears. His heart sank, and he was immediately shocked.