Ding, ding!

The long sword in Dean's hand flipped and knocked the two throwing knives into the air, and at the same time, the tip of the flipped long sword stabbed backwards.

Poof!

The sound of a metal blade stabbing into flesh was heard again.

A man who was no more than five feet tall and mixed in with the group of monkeys before him clutched his throat and fell.

"It's the vaudeville guy who tops the tank!"

Hongling exclaimed.

And when she looked around, she found that the corpse that fell on the other side belonged to the juggler who practiced soft skills, and the dozen or so figures that jumped out before were the monkeys who were originally happy to be the monkeys.

The girl covered her mouth in surprise, and her clothes looked incredulous.

"Let's go!"

Dean said succinctly.

Immediately, the girl who came back to her senses followed Dean closely, with a look on her face that wanted to ask, but was a little timid.

"The woman with the throwing knife is also in the same group as them, and she should be the leader, but after seeing that it is impossible to disobey, she left temporarily!"

As if guessing what Hongling wanted to ask, Dean replied directly.

"If someone is dead, we should wait for the City Lord's Mansion or the Wumeng ......"

The girl whispered.

"I can't trust them!"

With that, Dean led the girl through the chaotic crowd and returned to the alley where the Water Moon Sword Pavilion was located.

However, as soon as he entered the alley, Dean stopped.

A drunken man was half-lying on the stone pavement of the alley, and there were two wine jars beside him, one of which was already empty. Toss aside. The other was held in the arms of the drunk. As the drunk stumbled up from the ground, he continued to spill the liquor.

What caught Dean's attention the most was the long sword at the opponent's waist.

It's just that this long sword looks too simple on the outside, simple to the point of being inconspicuous.

Even those who have seen it will think that it is a wooden stick full of oil.

"Are you alright?"

The simple girl asked subconsciously, and was about to step forward to support the other party, without caring about the stains and alcohol on the other party's body.

However, such an act was stopped by Dean.

The girl was stunned. Then, as if thinking of something, his face turned pale, and he immediately hid behind Dean and stretched out his head to look at the drunk.

"What a good girl with a simple mind, no wonder you would pick six martial arts halls for her and kill a deacon of the Martial Alliance! If I had met her, I would have done the same! ”

The drunkard's footsteps staggered and he couldn't stand steadily, but his words were very clear, and his seemingly hazy eyes were unusually clear when he looked closely. There was not the slightest hint of drunkenness.

The other party looked at Hongling and nodded incessantly, appreciative.

"It's a pity that you were the first to meet her...... Do you drink? ”

The drunk looked away at Hongling. It was put on Dean's.

"Yes, but not a drop of alcohol!"

Dean said.

"Will you drink? But you don't get a drop of alcohol? Interesting people, you must not have met the right drinking buddy! Come, I salute you! ”

The drunken man walked towards Dean with the jar of wine in one hand, but with his empty other hand, he pulled out a flat-bottomed sea bowl with a dip into his bosom.

The wine from the jar is poured straight into the sea bowl.

It overflowed almost instantly.

"!"

As the drunk man spoke, the bowl flew towards Dean.

The bowl was full of wine, but the wine didn't leak out at all.

Dean frowned, the sword was unsheathed, and with the scabbard it rested under the swirling wine bowl.

Immediately, the spinning bowl stopped, and then, slammed back.

At a faster pace than before.

The drunkard obviously did not expect this, and his steps forward had to pause, and he raised his hand to grab the wine bowl.

However, just as the drunk's palm was about to grab the wine bowl, the seemingly fast-moving wine bowl actually fell straight from mid-air, as if there was an inexplicable suction force on the ground.

Syllable!

The wine bowl smashed straight and then on the stone floor, and the drunk man looked at the broken wine bowl in a daze, first stunned, and then laughed straight away.

"Interesting! Interesting! ”

He shouted incessantly, and set the jar aside, and the drunk staggered and slammed into Dean's arms.

And this kind of impact, but in the middle of the process, he was stunned, and the other party landed on one foot, and with a phantom in both hands, he shrouded Dean.

The shouting in his mouth did not mean to stop at all.

"Tianqu, Jizhong, Dazhu, Guan Yuan......"

One after another, the acupuncture points that only existed in the white night popped out of the drunk's mouth, and the other party's hands were hitting these acupuncture points on Dean's body one after another.

It's just that the other party's palm hasn't touched these acupuncture points on Dean's body before it is knocked open by Dean with a scabbard.

After a full ten seconds, the drunk staggered back, shaking his numb hands that had been struck by Dean's scabbard, and looked at Dean with a smile on his face.

"Good opponent!"

As he spoke, he took another sip of wine.

"Good wine!"

The drunk said loudly.

Then, he put down the wine jar again, and said to Dean in a very serious tone: "I'm going to go all out of my sword, you don't have to keep your hand, I won't keep my hand, life and death are all in peace!" ”

"Good!"

Dean nodded, and then motioned for Hongling to dodge a little.

Although the drunk in front of him did not show any murderous intent all the time, Dean did not think that this was safe.

After all, accidents can happen at any time.

"Brother Mu, be careful!"

Hongling, who walked to the side, whispered.

Dean nodded, didn't speak, and turned his head to look at the drunk.

The drunk man still staggered and pulled out the long sword at his waist, and when the other party stabbed out with a sword, the feeling of stumbling not only did not decrease, but on the contrary, it became more and more powerful.

The tip of the sword swayed left and right, shaking back and forth. There is no point in accuracy at all. But it happened to block all of Dean's offensive and defensive routes.

Regardless of Dean drawing his sword. Or retreat, they will fall into the endless pursuit of the other party.

And that's not even the deadliest!

The most deadly thing was that in the shadows of one place, a sword light burst out violently, piercing the back of Dean's heart.

"'Soul Chaser', what are you doing?!"

Seeing the sudden sword light, the drunk man immediately shouted angrily.

At the same time, he quickly changed the direction of the long sword in his hand, with a burst of momentum. The sword light that stabbed at Dean's back.

However, the sword light still stabbed Dean as if he hadn't seen the drunkard's long sword at all.

Dean, on the other hand, stood still, as if he had not even noticed such a sword.

It's just that the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, outlining a cold arc.

The palm of the hand gripping the hilt of the sword tightened suddenly.

Boom!

The long sword came out of its sheath and hit the drunkard's blade at a speed beyond ordinary people's imagination, causing the other party to attack the blade of the sword light behind him and skew it violently.

The long sword in Dean's hand sped up again as if by borrowing strength, stabbing at the sword light behind him.

Clang!

The sudden sword light behind him shattered straight away.

But. The long sword in Dean's hand did not stop, but increased its speed again. Lost in the darkness.

Burst!

In the darkness, a bright red flashed at first.

A figure froze on the ground, hesitated for a few moments, and then didn't move again.

Dean shook the blood from his blade and sheathed it.

"Let's go!"

Dean said to Hongling, and walked towards the Water Moon Sword Pavilion without stopping.

"Oh!"

Hongling glanced at the drunk man who was stunned again, and chased after Dean without the slightest memory

Only the drunken man was left standing in the night wind.

……

When it was completely dark, the Split Eagle awoke from his meditation.

Whenever he needs to face an all-out opponent, Split Eagle will meditate like this, both to adjust his own state and to think about the strategy of dealing with the opponent.

At this moment, Split Eagle's mind was filled with the scars on the corpses of the owners of the six martial arts halls, including the Tiger Sword Pavilion, the Wind Sword Pavilion, the Divine Fist Pavilion, and the Cloud Piercing Sword Pavilion.

From the tiny wound, Split Eagle analyzed the moves of the opponent he was about to face.

"Not only is it fast, but it's also quite skillful...... It's weird and above board, and he's been on the battlefield and among the Assassins......"

Every bit of information about the opponent was analyzed by the Split Eagle.

And every time there is one more piece of information, the confidence of the Split Eagle is stronger.

When his confidence reached ten points, Split Eagle picked up the sword on his knee, stood up, and walked out.

Ignore the noise around you.

Ignoring the crowd.

The Split Eagle walked towards the alley where the Water Moon Sword Pavilion was located.

His mind had already returned to calm, only the battle intent brought by the sword in his hand continued to roll and rise, and the momentum of his whole body became more and more intense.

It's like a red-hot iron plate that has just been brought out of the stove.

Bright and hot.

The crowd involuntarily made way for the Split Eagle and subconsciously looked at the formidable swordsman.

And this passage is like a cliff where an eagle spreads its wings and flies, making the momentum on the crack eagle's body more and more intense, and an almost sharp aura comes out of the body.

Sword Qi!

Razor-sharp sword energy!

But such a sword aura suddenly stagnated.

Because, at the mouth of the alley, Split Eagle saw a guy he knew quite well, just standing there stupidly.

The wine swordsman also saw the Split Eagle, and he was also one of the three masters of Xia Yuan City, so naturally he would not fail to know someone with the same name as himself.

If it was in normal times, he would definitely pull the other party for a drink, but at this time......

"Defeated, we are completely defeated, I attack head-on, chasing souls and sudden attacks are still defeated! I was bounced away by a sword, and I was killed by a sword...... It's so bad! ”

After the drunken swordsman said this, he walked out of the alley in despair, and even forgot to take his own wine jar.

And the last moment, the sword qi came out of his body, and the falcon, who was very confident, was shocked all over.

And then......

Syllable!

The faith was shattered.

PS Second Update~

Decadent means that in the hot afternoon, I especially want to eat Tohoku big Lapi!!

So, find a Northeast restaurant to eat big lappi at night~

This chapter is regularly said ~~~

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