At the moment when the entire library building roared and shook, Ye Zhiqiu rushed towards the library with a pale face.
Her figure was as fast as the wind, gliding in mid-air like a goshawk, her feet barely touching the ground.
As Ye Zhiqiu hurried on, he cursed secretly in his heart.
After the new disciples enter the building, they will stay there for two whole days. Naturally, her great teacher cannot wait under the library.
She had already made an appointment with Mr. Lin from the east side of the city, and they would go drink tea together later and play mahjong for a while.
Ye Zhiqiu did not expect that such an incident would happen in the building before he even walked out of the martial arts hall.
When she landed on the steps in front of the library, she saw Shao Lingshan, the instructor of the West Campus, and Qiu Feng, the instructor of the North Campus, standing in front, confronting a young man in blood-clothed clothes behind the gate.
The boy was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a hawk-like nose and deep eyes, and a cold temperament. He was looking out with a hint of teasing.
Ye Zhiqiu was a little puzzled. She put her foot down and glided towards the building.
"Lao Qiu, Shao Lingshan, what's going on? Are you still watching?"
Shao Lingshan looked cold and motionless: "Don't go there, come back!"
How could Ye Zhiqiu listen to this deadly opponent? She had already rushed to the gate and grabbed the blood-clothed boy's neck with one hand.
The young man didn't make any resistance and stood there with a smile on his face.
At this moment, there was a sudden "boom" inside the building.
Ye Zhiqiu was slightly stunned and looked towards where the sound came from.
That was the third door in the left corridor, and a large number of tongues of fire were spitting out from it.
She also saw two other doors inside the building, which also had scorch marks.
"That was one of your ten legendary arts, the true intention of Paiyun Palm. Now it has been burned to ashes."
The boy in blood-clothed clothes let Ye Zhiqiu grab his neck, and a wicked smile appeared on his face: "Master Ye, every time you take a step forward, a true intention in this library will be reduced to ashes.
If anything happens to me, then the entire collection of books in this building, as well as everyone in it, will be buried with me."
Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were filled with surprise.
She didn't know whether what the other party said was true or false.
The blood-clothed boy laughed, took out a fiery red talisman, and waved it in front of Ye Zhiqiu.
"Did you see it? There are about ten taels of magic silver per Explosive Talisman on the market. There are now a total of 6,900 Explosive Flame Talismans buried in this building. They are powerful enough to blow up the entire building into the sky. If you don't believe it, you can try again.
Let’s try it.”
Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. She saw that there were indeed many identical fire-colored talismans posted on the nearby wall.
But what do these people intend to do with such a big deal?
Six thousand nine hundred explosive flame talismans, that's sixty-nine thousand taels of magic silver.
The blood-clothed young man looked lightly and slapped Ye Zhiqiu's hand away: "If Coach Ye doesn't want to try again, then please exit and remember to close the door!"
Ye Zhiqiu's face was ashen and he stood still.
Just when she was hesitating, a strong and cold voice came from behind: "Master Ye, step back, what this bastard said must be true."
Ye Zhiqiu turned around and found that the burly figure of Lei Yuan, the owner of the hall, was already standing outside the door.
Beside this person, there is another person standing.
He was a middle-aged man wearing Jinyiwei Qianhu costume, with green hair, green beard and green eyebrows, and a very strange face.
Ye Zhiqiu recognized it at a glance as Qianhu Caoxuan from the Qianhu Office in Xiushui County, Fusi, Weidong Town, Jinyi.
She groaned and withdrew with a very unwilling expression, but did not close the door.
However, two people wearing inner disciple uniforms came out and pushed the door, slowly closing the heavy ironwood door.
After Ye Zhiqiu exited, he found that there were a large number of Jinyi guards filing in from outside the courtyard. They were all wearing heavy armor and holding swords. They were full of murderous intent and surrounded the twelve-story library.
Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but look at Lei Yuan and Cao Xuan suspiciously: "Master, Cao Qianhu, what is going on here? Where do these people inside come from?"
"They are the Blood Wind Bandits under Li Daogui."
The speaker was Qianhu Cao Xuan, his green eyebrows slightly raised: "About three days ago, our spy discovered that someone was purchasing large quantities of Explosive Flame Talisman on the black market, and immediately reported it to Dongzhen Fusi.
We traced the source and finally identified the wanted criminal Xue Feng Jian Li Dao Gui. This person had sneaked into Xiushui County not long ago, but he had no idea what his intentions were. We tried our best to investigate and found the Zhengyang Martial Arts School not long ago. Unfortunately, it was still too late.
One step forward."
Lei Yuan frowned and looked at Cao Xuan with sharp eyes: "Li Daogui has no enmity with my Wuxiang Shenzong, why are you coming to our Zhengyang Martial Arts School?"
Cao Xuan's face immediately darkened, and he looked at the twelve-story building in front of him: "They should be here for Qin Muge's 'Anti-Shen Flag'. He didn't know where he got the information, and he thought that the clues to the Ni-Shen Flag might be hidden there."
In this library."
Lei Yuan and several coaches present were slightly stunned and looked at each other.
Lei Yuan immediately felt a headache and rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers, thinking about how to resolve this crisis.
"rest assured!"
Cao Xuan put his hands behind his back and looked at the windows on the seventh floor: "Although the power of those explosive flame talismans is terrifying, someone must use magic to activate them remotely.
The Blood Wind Bandit was severely damaged by our Dongzhen Fusi not long ago, and there is only one "eighth-grade lower" magician left under Li Daogui's command. As long as we remove this person, Li Daogui and the Blood Wind Bandit group of traitors will all intervene.
The wings cannot escape."
Just where he was looking, four figures dressed in black were quietly opening the windows.
Just as they were about to sneak in, Cao Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he found countless half-finger-long crossbow arrows shooting out of the window.
It was a locust crossbow. It blasted the four men in black with holes in them in an instant, and they fell from the seventh floor without making any sound.
The four Jin Yiwei elites, whose martial prowess reached the 'eighth level', unexpectedly lost their lives in an instant.
Then four more burning scrolls fell from the seventh-floor window.
Lei Yuan took a look at it from a distance and couldn't help but twitch his face. He felt unworthy of the four dead guards and felt sorry for those scrolls.
That is the true intention of the four sixth-grade martial arts tactics, and they are all worth thousands of gold.
These bastards of the Blood Wind Pirates really do what they say.
He looked at Cao Xuan, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot: "What else can Cao Qianhu do? Attacking by force is absolutely not advisable - the various books and true intentions in this library are worth up to one million magic silver. The key is those
Money can't buy true intentions and visualizations. If this building is damaged, you and I can't afford it."
Cao Xuan's face was gloomy and uncertain. After thinking for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "We still have to find a way from the magician. Before attacking, we must kill this person. Since our people can't sneak in, we should find a way to contact him."
people inside.
You Zhengyang Martial Arts School's martial arts masters in the building, or true disciples with higher combat capabilities can be used. We can contain him outside and give him a chance to get close to him."
Most of the martial arts teachers taught in Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall are around the seventh level of cultivation, while the true disciples are generally at the eighth level.
This is more than enough. The magician's weakness lies in his lack of close combat ability. Once he gets close, a ninth-level martial artist can kill an eighth-level magician.
Lei Yuan had a severe headache.
Today is a special time. There are no true disciples in the library, not even a two-leaf inner door or a three-leaf inner door.
The more than two dozen martial arts teachers in the building were all in danger. He didn't know who he could contact.
As for the more than 400 inner sect disciples, there are only three who have reached the ninth level in combat power, and the rest are far behind.
Even these three people are inferior in strength. Letting them take action would be the same as sending them to death.
He shook his head: "First try to find a way to confirm who of the martial arts masters inside is still alive."
At this time, Shao Lingshan suddenly interjected: "The Blood Wind Pirates have always been meticulous in their operations. Before they take action, they will definitely remove all the martial arts teachers and eliminate hidden dangers. In Shao's opinion, it is best for Master Qianhu not to count on them. But other than that
Besides, there is one person available in the building."
He smiled slightly, with a strange look in his eyes: "Yesterday, a young man named Chu Xisheng killed Long Sheng, the second son of the Long family, with only one sword. The sword was like lightning and flint. The owner of the hall praised his simplicity of sword skills.
Refined, deep in Kuai Dao Samadhi. If this person can get close to that magician, he will definitely succeed."
"Shaoling Mountain!"
Ye Zhiqiu shouted loudly, with overwhelming anger in his eyes: "Stop talking nonsense here! Chu Xisheng Yuan Gong has not reached the second level, do you want him to die?"
Lei Yuan was also unhappy and looked at Shao Lingshan with a bit of sternness in his eyes.
To be fair, if the magician was really only an eighth-grade inferior, Chu Xisheng would have a chance.
But there are endless risks involved.
Even if Chu Xisheng succeeds, how can he withstand the Blood Wind Bandit's counterattack?
Before they entered the building, Chu Xisheng had to turn into a corpse.
Cao Xuan said "oh", his eyes flickered, and he fell into deep thought.
As far as he knew, the second young master of the Long family was also good at sharp knives.
That young man named Chu Xisheng can defeat Long Sheng with a sharp sword, so his sword speed is quite powerful.
If there are no available martial arts masters in the building, this weapon can also be used.
This chapter has been completed!