After meal.

There are no changes.

And because the Mingjiao suddenly marched westward to the Central Plains and occupied a small town here, they were obviously acting as a vanguard to march into the Central Plains.

Because of this, Yue Yuan asked Guo Xiang and the young monk Zhang Junbao to stay in the inn to ensure safety.

The most important thing is to ensure the safety of the little girl Nian Xi.

Guo Xiang was already smart, and coupled with her own teachings along the way, she has made great progress compared to when she was in Xiangyang, and her whole person took on a new look. The young monk Zhang Junbao has deep and good skills, but the opponent only has a set of Arhat punches to conquer the world.

In addition, his combat experience is extremely poor.

Along the way, Yue Yuan always asked Guo Xiang to be Zhang Junbao's fighting partner.

How to fight?

Naturally, Miss Guo had the experience of beating Zhang Junbao to death and beating the opponent to death.

Especially Guo Xiang who holds the Yue Que Sword, his sharp edge is clearly displayed. Even if Zhang Junbao's internal strength is much deeper than Guo Xiang's, he can only avoid the sharp edge temporarily. What's more, Guo Xiang is not only good at swordsmanship, but also has poor other fist, kick, and stick skills.

Difference.

After going back and forth, Zhang Junbao's combat experience was honed.

It has to be said that the closer you get to the world of troubled times, the more talented people there are.

At the moment, Guo Xiang, Zhang Junbao, He Zudao and some direct disciples from other sects are not bad at martial arts, not to mention Chuan Ying and the little girl Yang Nianxi.

Since Chuan Ying fell into the hands of the Ming Cult, I'm afraid it was not intentional but unintentional. As for the real reason, Yue Yuan needs to understand it himself.

After asking Guo Xiang and Zhang Junbao to pay attention, Yue Yuan walked out of the inn.

The silver moon is in the sky.

Yue Yuan walked alone under the moonlight, heading towards the Mingjiao station in the distance that seemed to be heavily guarded.

At the moment, he is not the leader of the Ming Cult, so he naturally does not have any psychological burden.

"……Um?"

His ears trembled slightly, Yue Yuan's body and mind immediately stirred, and he floated to the earth wall next to him like a fallen leaf.

Suddenly.

He bumped into the man in white who was leaning out over there.

"Who are you!!!"

The hooded man in white couldn't help but look startled. Looking at the Taoist priest who appeared in front of him, he realized that the person in front of him was his target: "You can't find anything after wearing iron shoes. It takes no effort at all to get here!"

After finishing the gesture, several congregants wearing white clothes around him immediately dispersed, unsheathed their scimitars and slashed directly at Yue Yuan.

"This is what I want to say too!"

With a smile on his face, Yue Yuan just said a word of approval when faced with the other party's actions, and then he was already surrounded by the other party.

Under the full moon.

The cold light is like a crescent moon.

Facing the opponent's attack, Yue Yuan made no move to fight back. He just retreated to get rid of the scimitars of the people in front of him. At the same time, he was observing the opponent's sword skills.

The sword skills of these white-clothed sect members are extremely ruthless.

He follows a fast, ruthless, cunning, and spicy approach. Every move he makes is directed towards a person's vital part, and every move will kill him.

This is purely a killing method.

To be precise, it's the sword technique that takes the assassination route.

The backhand scimitar was slashed straight into the abdomen of the person in front of him, without any trace of wind or murderous intent. A smile appeared on the face of the man in white. This sword was the most brilliant sword in his assassination career in the church.

The white-haired Taoist priest in front of him will definitely not be able to escape his scimitar.

But just as this thought came up, he heard a soft ding. A huge force immediately came from the scimitar in his hand, and his whole arm became paralyzed in an instant, and a cold feeling came from him.

There was a sound coming from his arm, and in an instant he almost had the urge to throw the knife directly.

"impossible!"

Looking up again, the man finally saw the scene in front of him clearly. The other party just used a pair of fingers to stop his blade casually. At the same time, the other party flicked the scimitar, and the man felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He flew backwards.

Almost at the same time.

Another person jumped out of the darkness and chopped off his head with the scimitar in his hand.

Facing this blow, Yue Yuan took a step back. His right hand turned into a fist and struck directly into the air. The palm of his hand hit the opponent's chest. With a muffled groan, the person was thrown away.

Assassination!

All-round assassination!

Not afraid of the assassination of death.

Yue Yuan didn't think that the Ming Cult members in front of him couldn't see the difference between each other, but the other party's actions did not hesitate at all, and they surrounded him like moths to a flame. It was as if these people were completely dead soldiers.

.

Click!

Mud suddenly rose up.

A scimitar emerged from the soil and struck directly at Yue Yuan's lower body.

With Mian Rui's obscene attack, Yue Yuan just put his hands behind his back, raised his right foot, stepped on the opponent's head, and pressed down on the opponent's head, directly stepping the opponent's whole body back into the soil again. A dull sound reminded him,

The surrounding believers suddenly felt the ground shake.

Afterwards, blood stains appeared on the ground.

It can be said that at the moment of the fight, Yue Yuan did not really show his killer, and the man buried in the soil was only seriously injured in one blow. Because Yue Yuan was waiting, waiting for the real person in charge here

Appear.

soon.

In just the blink of an eye, all the believers who came fell to the ground. From the beginning to the end, Yue Yuan still stood within three steps, not caring at all in the face of such an assassination, looking calm and calm. However, Yue Yuan still stood within three steps of the assassination.

The performance of Yuan brought great shock to those believers.

This time the Ming Cult marched eastward into the Central Plains, and the people led by the Holy Lady were all very skilled in the religion.

But the power of the Chinese-haired Taoist priest in front of them exceeded their expectations.

With this kind of skill, even the top four kings in the sect would be inferior.

Maybe the four kings can be safe and sound, but they will never be able to act as calmly and casually as the person in front of them.

The evening breeze blows,

Swing up the gorgeous hair on that end, making the ends of the hair fly continuously.

His eyes did not linger at the group of injured people on the ground. He raised his head and found that Yue Yuan's eyes had already fallen on the woman standing on the earth wall not far in front of him.

Dressed in dazzling white.

Under the blowing of the night wind, half of the hood covering the other party's head was blown open, revealing the charming and pretty face hidden inside. Her eyes were like water, and the woman in white was so quiet.

He and Yue Yuan looked at each other.

A very quiet looking woman.

But she is also a very beautiful woman.

But this ethereal, fair and upright atmosphere reminded Yue Yuan of a word that he had not seen for a long time - saint.

The assassination and capture that just happened here seemed to be something not worth mentioning, something that was done out of necessity. It just so naturally placed itself on it.

This feeling!

There's something familiar about it, but it feels paradoxical.

Looking at the woman in front of her whose clothes were fluttering in the night wind, Yue Yuan finally found the source of this paradoxical feeling - the former concubine Xuan of Cihang Jingzhai.

The reason why I say it is paradoxical is because the woman in front of me only has a faint fairy aura, but what is more inside is not this, but a kind of indifferent tranquility.

Just when Yue Yuan was about to ask, this saint-like woman took action.

The scimitar is unsheathed.

Hearing only a clanging sound, the whole person jumped down from the earth wall.

The direction of the scimitar was exactly the vital part of Yue Yuan's body.

What surprised Yue Yuan the most was the opponent's light body technique. He jumped into the air and rushed towards him in a straight line. The moment Yue Yuan lost his hand, the opponent turned around again out of thin air, and then accelerated in mid-air at a blinking speed.

The eyes are even better.

The woman led the man away with the knife, and she had already arrived at Yue Yuan's side. The scimitar in her hand slashed mercilessly at Yue Yuan's waist.

This move!

Still an assassination type.
To be continued...