The double-hook master rushed into the shadows, only to see the knife in Chang Wei's hand slanted into Yan Ruyu's waist and abdomen, and the latter had a look of unwillingness on his face, which was the expression before his dying struggle. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A wild laugh came from under the man's mask, and then, with a wave of his double hooks, he staggered towards Yan Ruyu's head, wanting to kill him completely.

Suddenly, the man's eyes flickered, Yan Ruyu's crumbling body slammed straight into his arms like a sharp arrow, the two-foot-long Mitsubishi thorn was a desperate arrow, at this time there was no way to retreat, between life and death, the man hung his hand suddenly, and the double hook sank downward, intending to block Yan Ruyu's offensive with the same fate.

At this moment, a lightning-like knife light came from behind Yan Ruyu, and the wrists of the man with light arms and double hooks slammed to the ground, the painful feeling had not yet come out of the brain, and there was a huge pain in the chest and abdomen, and then the big hole of the whole body was hit by Yan Ruyu's white and tender plain hand, and the man fell into a coma without even making a sound.

Chang Wei abandoned the knife and pressed his hands on the man's dantian and back, while Yan Ruyu pulled out the Mitsubishi thorn on the man's lower abdomen at the first time, and rushed towards the iron whip master who was fighting fiercely with Tang Jinyi.

Chang Wei sucked his internal force wildly, and at the same time, he was glad that he had just inserted the knife into the clothes behind Yan Ruyu.

If you don't use this trick, but swing your sword to besiege him, I'm afraid that you won't be able to deal with him without thirty or fifty moves, and the other party may still escape.

Absorbing the internal force, Chang Wei twisted his neck and put away the severed hand and double hooks. Coming out of the rockery, Chang Wei saw that the speed of the man with the double whip slowed down significantly, and Tang Jinyi's feminine palm spurted out a mouthful of blood half a foot away.

However, the man's strength was beyond Tang Jinyi's expectations, and instead of letting him lie down, this palm used his strength to rush to the side and rear to the wall, which turned out to be a clever move to escape with strength.

Yan Ruyu smiled coldly and Mitsubishi stabbed back, blocking the man's retreat route, and Tang Jinyi rushed up again to entangle him.

The man couldn't make a plan and went crazy, and the steel whip in his hand danced whirring, only to see the rockery and flower beds in the courtyard being shattered inch by inch by him, and stone chips were flying all over the sky.

Although Yan Ruyu's Mitsubishi thorn is sharp, it is a short weapon, and he can only retreat a little to avoid the edge for a while, the man is waiting for this opportunity, the steel whip in his hand is as round as a windmill, and the figure has already jumped out of the attack range of the two.

"Humph!"

Chang Wei snorted coldly, and rolled up like the wind from the side, and before the person reached the point of splitting his head and covering his face, it was a knife that condensed the galloping power of Chang Wei's whole body of 80,000 fierce horses that could not be avoided at all, and the man used a heavy weapon, obviously not good at light skills, so he could only pick up the iron whip and the long knife and hit it hard.

Originally, Chang Wei thought that this knife man would not be able to catch it no matter what, but he didn't expect that the other party was stronger than he imagined, so he had to pretend that his throat was sweet, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

shouted: "What a strong internal force, this guy is the strongest one!"

At this time, Chang Wei knew why Tang Jinyi had been fighting with him, but fortunately, this man's moves were not particularly flexible, and when the two people surrounded him, Chang Wei's internal strength had returned to normal.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, the man snapped an iron whip and swung out a heavy mountain-like ghost, the whip shadow was like a meteor rain falling from the sky with a vigorous momentum, stronger than a wave, vowing to tear the three of them apart.

But the three of them are all fast and experienced masters, knowing that the man's move is just the end of the canopy, they don't touch him, the weapon retracts and guards the door, and they hear a clanging sound, and the man's mountain-like figure begins to sway from side to side, obviously reaching the limit.

Seeing the opportunity, Chang Wei and Tang Jinyi's long knives slashed out and directly took the man's chest and abdomen, while Yan Ruyu's shrewdly went around behind him, his hands were messy, and the man's body fell to the ground heavily.

Chang Wei flashed and took out the token from his arms and threw it to Yan Ruyu, saying, "These people are the White Lotus Messenger!"

"White Lotus Messenger?!" Yan Ruyu's pupils shrank, and she took a deep breath before saying, "It turned out to be the remnant of the White Lotus Sect......

After a soul search, they got the gathering place of the remnants of the White Lotus Sect from the soul of the man, but their specific goals were not clear, Chang Wei, Tang Jinyi, and Yan Ruyu decided to go to explore the road and find clues.

Under a hill outside Nanjing, there was a hundred and ten strong men stationed in the dark night, suddenly, three lights and shadows appeared, a long figure appeared from the darkness and quickly appeared, in the blink of an eye, the figure had arrived three feet in front of the guard.

In the face of this sudden and menacing figure, the vigilant guard immediately drew his knife with his backhand, but the figure quickly reached out and wiped it on his waist, and a sword light like a puff of training illuminated the night sky!

The one who came was Chang Wei!

When the guard Kankan drew his long knife, the sword light that came from the sky had already covered him!

The guards who could not escape, tried their best to dance the long knife into a whirlwind, and the number of sword skills he had used in his life was the strongest at the moment.

The guard's sword light was dense like a snare, like a raging river, but no matter how the knife momentum changed, Chang Wei was indifferent, and the sword that was as powerful as a mountain broke through the blockade in an instant and slashed head-on.

Boom!

The two long knives slammed into the air, exploding a cloud of sparks that flickered and disappeared.

The sound of the ice cracking was non-stop, and the guards' long knives shattered inch by inch!

The Yan Ling knife swung out a brilliant blood light like lightning, and the head of the guard Dahao flew high, and the blood in the headless chest cavity soared out three feet high like a fountain, spraying Chang Wei's head and face.

But he didn't dodge, grabbed the head of the guard with his left hand, and shouted: "Nanjing Governor He Chong is here, everyone put down their weapons and surrender, otherwise, die!"

The reason why He Chong's name was reported was to scare off this group of people and play deeper clues and the mastermind behind it!

A thrilling knife that chases the soul and kills people, a proud demeanor covered in blood, and a murderous and awe-inspiring explosion. Chang Wei's brilliance at this moment made everyone's hearts tremble!

The scene was so quiet that they could barely hear the sound of breathing, and the remnants of the White Lotus were heartbroken, and many people involuntarily retreated. Suddenly, the sound of drawing a knife came out, and four or five men stared at their blood-red eyes and roared angrily: "Brothers fight!"

It seems that these men are first-class dead soldiers, and they know that even if they surrender, they will not survive, so they simply fight.

Chang Wei, who was covered in blood, broke off, his blood-colored body turned from extremely static to extremely moving, and the Yanling knife swung out a dense knife net.

The three White Lotus remnants who were the first to draw their swords instantly fell to the ground with a miserable howl, and then the Yanling Knife conjured up the afterimages of more than ten Dao Sen Han, and once again slashed down the five ghost-obsessed dead soldiers.

The thick bloody qi instantly filled the big tent, and the blood in the severed limbs was shooting out like a leaky dike, and it was hard to believe that there would be so much blood in the human body without seeing it with your own eyes.

Stimulated by the blood, the remnants of the white lotus were stunned for a moment, and then rushed forward with a howl and a knife. They can be regarded as dead soldiers because they are not afraid of death and can kill people! When they fought with the officers and soldiers, they saw hundreds or thousands of people die in front of them, but now only five or six people have died, what is there to be afraid of?

"It's good to come!"

Since the end of the war, Chang Wei has been intriguing in the court, even the martial arts conference has not gone all out, and now this kind of happy and fair fight is exactly the most enjoyable.

A crazy knife sunset swinged, and in an instant, the two of them were cut in half, sneered, and then the knife was returned, and the knife was pulled out sideways and the three people were cut over.

A knife fell, Chang Wei picked up a long knife again, and in an instant, the two knives that were as fast as thunder were like surging rivers, wave after wave, and the stumps of the killing flew wildly, and the blood-colored figure howled miserably.

"What a fast knife!"

The more the dead soldiers looked at it, the more frightened they became, Chang Wei's Wind Splitting Knife Technique, and the Drawing Knife Technique were originally known for their speed, and now the killing sex is rising, and the sharp knife light is more violent than the poisonous snake python, and under the urging of the strong internal force, the double knives make a roaring sound, as if they have become living creatures, and these fresh lives are its best tonic.

Chang Wei's knife danced faster and faster, and all the sword techniques, sword techniques, and marksmanship such as the Wind Splitting Knife, the Drawing Knife Technique, the Western Fencing Technique, the Black Crystal Sword Technique, and even the Hundred Bird Chaohuang Spear were all under the guidance of the Dugu Nine Swords Decisive Decision, like crazy, but he was still very clear in his heart, and he only used the strength of the Divine Courage and Invincible Realm, and there was no need to decide the above strength.

In the case of killing more and more fiercely, the visual effect of Chang Wei killing the enemy is getting weaker and weaker. Because at first his knife skills were fierce and fierce, usually with a large amount of flesh and blood raining down, but now his moves are getting faster and faster, but the wounds are getting shallower and smaller, often slashing only the throat or heart of the enemy with a single slash, and then slashing the next opponent. Although this trick does not seem as fierce as before, the killing efficiency is more terrifying, and its own consumption is less.

The people who fought against him, even the dead soldiers, secretly complained to themselves, in the face of such a dangerous and terrifying knife technique, they did not dare to have the slightest distraction, and they did not even dare to take a breath of atmosphere, the initial shouting and killing had long since subsided, and only a scream and gasping sound remained in the big tent, and the atmosphere was solemn to the extreme.

In the pitch-black trees, a thick red blood mist rose from the tent. The blood mist reflected by the sparks from the blade collision was like a magnificent and cruel blood-colored flower, and the remnants of the Dao Dao brought up by the double knives in Chang Wei's hands watered this blood-colored flower even more brilliant and changeable.

In the face of this eerie snake-like knife technique, the dead man was afraid! After the crazy thoughts in his mind dissipated, the desperate momentum also dissipated, and the remaining dozen or so dead soldiers began to retreat and beg for mercy and surrender.

But Chang Wei didn't want to give them a chance at all, his wrists trembled again and again, and the two knives slashed and stabbed in one go, and the six dead soldiers who couldn't avoid it were all overturned.

The knife technique did not hesitate and lag at all, and with a backhand, the two of them were picked open with a brush, and the hot blood splashed Chang Wei's head and face, but he stepped forward like a person who was fine. The light of the sword was even more brilliant and swift, and in a moment, only one dead soldier was left.

The dead man originally wanted to retreat, but he was driven to the center of the big tent, and in desperation, he had to bite the head, raise his knife and rush towards Chang Wei, who was like a killing god.

Seeing Chang Wei lose his left-handed knife and stride over, the man held the knife with both hands and used all his strength to slash at his head; Chang Wei grinned, and also used the same trick, and there was a clicking sound from the volley between the two knives, and suddenly the long knife in his hand was shattered by Chang Wei's powerful internal force.

The man was about to step back, and his body suddenly began to split into two halves from the middle of his forehead, and Chang Wei's knife split him into two with a thunderous force after smashing the knife in his hand.

Bang! The two corpses fell to the ground, splashing a sparse stream of blood, Chang Wei threw it away, and the sound of the long knife falling to the ground made the bloody killing calm.

At this time, in the entire big tent, the smell of blood could not be dissolved at all. Ren is a person who is accustomed to seeing swords and swords, bloody rain and bloody wind, and he can't help but feel nauseous.

Chang Wei walked out without looking back, and under his solid footsteps were footprints made of sticky blood, such a killing god made the hundred and ten white lotus remnants outside the tent immediately fly back to the depths of the woods.

It's a pity that the place where they escaped was a death passage! Yan Ruyu and Tang Jinyi, who had never appeared, set up a large number of traps in the depths of the woods.

After the remnants of the White Lotus ran for a quarter of an hour, the woods in front of them were thick, but they didn't dare to stop at all, because Chang Wei, the killing god, was constantly killing the people who had straggled, and the screams in the rear could be called one after another, one after another!

Soon, the people in front had already run into the depths of the dense forest, and the people in the rear were also slaughtered by Chang Wei, and they could be forced into the woods.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind blowing the branches and leaves around the woods, when did such a strong wind start? No, it was Tang Jinyi who did it.

At this time, Yan Ruyu was curled up in a dead leaf, and his eyes saw through the gap in the soft leaves on his head, the trees on all sides shook for a while, and then the wind turned into a terrible whistling, and rows of sharp tree trunks with the thickness of his arms were projected into the crowd as quickly and incomparably as javelins driven by crossbows.

With the muffled sound of fluttering, the heavy smell of blood began to permeate the entire woods, and one or twenty men who were caught off guard screamed and were pierced by the trunks, and the severed limbs and flesh and blood and internal organs burst open, spilling everywhere.

"Enemy attack!" the quick reflexes roared in anger at the first blow.

"Don't panic, hide with your back against the tree!" the experienced little boss began to roar.

This correct order allowed the survivors to find the direction to save their lives, and the people immediately drew their weapons, leaned against the nearest tree, and looked around nervously to become vigilant.

After everyone stood close to the tree, the woods fell silent again, as if the trunk spears were just pre-set traps, and when triggered, there were no follow-up attacks.

Everyone's minds were on the edge of the woods, nervously observing the movements around them. Suddenly, there was a tooth-aching creak, and everyone immediately leaned against the trunk of the tree and squatted down.

A series of bowstring tremors sounded from all sides of the woods, and even Chang Wei, who was outside, couldn't hear where the bowstring sound came from, the bowstring sound only lasted for a short time, and after the sound fell, everyone found that none of the feather arrows were shot, but this strange sign made the remnants of the White Lotus even more afraid.

"The enemy is cheating?"

As soon as the idea arose, the sound of a dense bowstring sounded again, and the crowd hurriedly approached the trunk of the tree and lowered their bodies.

This time, there were still no arrows.

"Fucking bluff again!"

"Dogs, what kind of ability is it to show up in a battle, pretending to be a ghost?"

The men who couldn't hold it back, opened their voices and scolded to relieve their nervous and anxious emotions.

Before the scolding fell, the bowstring sounded again, but there was still no feather arrow in sight.

"Hahaha, dog thief," a loud scolding voice just came out, and the man's majestic body flew up for a long time, and at the same time, one or twenty people flew up at the same time, and before they could land, blood sprayed behind them, spilling dozens of viscous blood arrows in the pitch-black mid-air.

The danger actually came from the big tree behind him as a barrier, the ninja bent the branches as a crossbow, and after a continuous bluff to remove people's vigilance, it finally started, in addition to the catapult, there were real crossbows and flying blades hidden in the body of the tree, and the Jin Ge Society lost another one or twenty people in a hurry.

"Get out of the tree!"

After this bloody lesson, no one needed to remind them, and the rest of the people all consciously stayed away from the big tree, forming several small battle circles with their backs to back, and all the cold and shining weapons pointed out of the circle.

At this time, the sound of the bowstring sounded again, and the real feathered arrows appeared, and only five or six people were killed and wounded this time under careful precautions. The hearts of the remnants of the White Lotus were dripping blood, and they didn't even see the face of the enemy, and there were only a few of the twenty or thirty elite dead soldiers left.

"The situation is unfavorable, go back!"