Under the night sky!

A series of black afterimages shuttled under the moonlight, like a ghost.

Kill in one direction.

Calligrapher and painter’s residence.

Calligraphers and painters gathered in a place, the lights were bright and disciples were guarded by the surroundings.

They did not surrender to the Qin Empire, and Ying Ziye was loyal to him.

"well……"

Xu Huayu sighed and looked at the disciples who were resting, with great worries.

Faced with the threat of assassination of the murderer in the Soul-Devouring Prison, he was really panicked.

The lights sway and the figures are everywhere.

The elders of the calligraphers, painters and disciples did not dare to neglect and observed the movements around them.

Suddenly!

Under the dim lights, a dark figure flashed by.

The long sword was swung, and the sword light was sharp.

Scream!

Puff!

Blood splatters!

The calligrapher and painter disciple covered his neck with one hand and looked at a strange figure flashing in disbelief.

Bang bang bang bang!

In an instant, several people were quietly killed!

The smell of blood quickly spread.

The disciples of the calligraphers and painters all smelled the smell of blood and noticed that their fellow disciples were killed.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

While shouting loudly, some disciples either held a long sword and killed the enemy, or painted with a pen.

Xu Huayu took out a roll of canvas, instilled true energy, unzipped the seal, and opened it.

On a scroll of painting are swordsmen holding long swords and floating robes!

There is also a cemetery on the painting, but before the cemetery, there is a huge stone tablet with a sword tomb written on it, which is simple and vast, and a sharp sword meaning is contained in it.

Extremely sharp, can break through the sky!

In the third volume, there is a starry sky and earth, with meteorites falling from the sky, with a strong and majestic power that can suppress everything.

"go!"

Xu Huayu shouted loudly and threw out the three long paintings.

In the void, the painting instantly reflects reality.

Swordsmen came out one by one with grace and elegance.

The infinite flying sword emerged from the void and pierced towards the visitor, with the sword intent fiercely.

There were even streaming meteorites falling from the sky, smashing the house and suppressing it.

But it seems that he has an independent consciousness and does not endanger the disciples of calligraphers and painters, but directly attacks the enemy.

Other calligraphers and painters also took action. Zhuxiushan threw out a painting, and a towering mountain was instantly suppressed.

The disciples also painted paintings, drawing the long river and the big river, and birds and beasts rushed towards them.

"Oh!"

Zhen Gang chuckled lightly, and the sword was powerful and he directly faced the swordsman in the painting.

It slashed out, and a strong sword energy roared past, sweeping and destroying everything like a destruction.

The surrounding houses were broken instantly!

Puff!

The void was buzzing, and swordsmen's clothes were broken, and scars appeared on their bodies.

At the same time!

Calligraphers and painters regard death as if they were homeless and killed at the Six Swordsman slaves!

The focus is on really tough!

In the sword tomb, the sword energy and sword intent roared, blending with them, greatly enhancing combat power.

The other five people from the Six Sword Slave took action one after another.

Duanshui's eyes covered with black cloth, and he spyed through everything with his mind and realized the mystery. At this moment, he rushed out with a sword and headed towards Xu Huayu's neck.

A cruel and blood-blooded intention appeared on the corner of the Luan Shen's mouth, and the long sword slashed and destroyed everything.

The ghost holding the two swords, the ghost, the steps are agile, and the figures are constantly changing, and the calligraphers and painters are waiting for an opportunity to move around, which makes people unable to defend themselves.

Zhuang Po and Dehun have almost the same appearance, with their figures overlapping and sometimes dispersing, confusing the enemy.

And the minds are in harmony and the attacks are in pairs!

Boom boom boom boom!

The void buzzed, and huge fluctuations burst out on the spot, and the boundless sword energy was vented.

The streaming meteorite and the towering giant mountains suppressed them and fell on the body of the Six Sword Slave!

The six people had to fight back, and suddenly the boundless sea of ​​fire burst out, surrounding the six sword slaves. It was extremely hot, and a series of powerful huge forces attacked.

At the same time, birds and beasts were flying, and violent storms swept across the Six Sword Slaves.

The wind and rain are shaking, and all beasts are roaring!

The divine lustered, the spiritual light shone brightly, and mysterious Taoist patterns emerged from the void.

The unparalleled powerful aura at the place of war spreads towards the entire Sanghai City.

Confucianism!

Little Saint Village!

In the bedroom!

Master Xun suddenly opened his eyes.

He had already felt the violent aura shook in the void.

A shocking battle broke out not far away!

Following the windowsill, he looked into the distance under the night sky.

Under the night sky, boundless colorful sword energy swept across everything, destroying the houses and cracking the earth.

All the beasts roared and roared, and boundless water fell from the sky.

Countless figures tangled and fought together, and towering mountains emerged.

"That's where the calligraphers and painters are located, they were attacked."

A ripple appeared in Master Xun's heart, and he immediately sent a voice and shouted: "Fu Nian, Yan Lu, Zifang, come to the lobby quickly!"

The figure disappeared, Master Xun took hundreds of feet in one step, the door opened and appeared in the hall.

When Fu Nian and his men heard Master Xun's voice transmission, they hurriedly put down their things and headed towards the hall.

Soon, the three of them arrived.

He looked at Master Xun and bowed respectfully: "Uncle Master!"

Master Xun's eyes were slightly condensed and he said in a solemn voice: "You three, lead the Confucian disciples to immediately strengthen patrols to prevent outsiders from entering and leaving the small sage village, and be wary of everything!"

"The calligrapher and painter were attacked, and it was probably the murderer in the Soul-Devouring Prison."

"I will set out to capture the murderers of the Soul-Devouring Prison. If I take them this time, I will definitely be able to regain the prestige of various schools of thought!"

After the words came to an end, Master Xun flew away.

Seeing this, Fu Nian and the other two bowed their hands and bowed to the figure.

"Follow the orders of uncle!"

At this moment!

It is not just the Luowang Six Sword Slave attacking calligraphers and painters.

The Huangquan killer was also dispatched.

Under the moonlight!
To be continued...