Birds frighten the treetops,

People come like the wind.

The sword net is coming,

The sun and the moon are shining!

Coincidentally, the moon in the sky really disappeared, and no afterglow left. The cold air penetrated into the bones and murderous aura pushed the heart. What fell was not the frost cold in the sky, but the painted ink rain that corrodes the night!

Birds flew over three or five groups. The strong wind blew over the floating flames. The flames were turbulent and the fires were automatically, and the fires in the night flickered like huge waves.

"call!"

A strong wind came, and I don’t know if it was blown or someone brought it by passing by. All the torches of the people who entered the woods were blown out. The originally bright woods became dark again, and the restless people also held their breath after the fire was extinguished.

The murderous aura rushed into the woods from all directions, and the pressure of the breath alone was enough to make people frightened!

People in the woods looked up and frightened. They wanted to survive but could not. In the darkness, they saw an invisible huge net falling from the sky.

When the sword net falls, the person who deserves to die will die, and the person who should not deserves to die will not die even if he wants to die.

The first group of people entering the woods was thirty-one, but only thirty drops of blood were left in the dark. One drop of blood represents a life, and the throat is sealed when you see blood, and you will never be dragged. This is the style of Jianwang.

"Hu" A breeze rose and someone fell, and a little firelight shone in the darkness.

Jian Jue was crossing the sword with one hand, and there was a small burning candle on the sword. The candle was not big, but it was enough to illuminate the living and the dead.

It is not difficult to distinguish between living and dying. The dead are lying and the living are standing... But the situation in front of you is exactly the opposite.

The dead stood motionless, with a slight sword mark on their necks. Only a quick, accurate and ruthless sword could make the neck wipe so gorgeous.

The living person collapsed to the ground, trembling, his eyes were empty and unconscious. In fact, he was not a living person, he was basically a person waiting to die.

"You are very lucky, I won't kill you." Jian Jue used his sword to pick up the living person, and he took off the candle and stuffed it into the living person's hands.

"Give me... I'll spare my life..." The man was so scared that he was slamming all over his body.

"You go and tell the people outside to come together." Jian Jue whispered and hid in the darkness and disappeared without a trace.

The alive man held the candle, and even the hot wax oil dripped on his hands, he was completely lost. He stood dull for a while, and the last gust of cool breeze came. After shaking, he turned around and walked away. His steps were stiff, his limbs were not coordinated, and his eyes were spinning violently, and he walked with a terrifying step by step.

The candlelight was lit very appropriately, and it just reflected the hideous faces of the dead and standing people.

"Huh!" A slightly strong wind rippled in the woods.

"Crazy..." The tree leaned against a big tree, and he was at the entrance of the woods, not afraid of Jian Jue coming to cause trouble for himself. Now he was very happy because he was looking at the group of troubles after batches of troubles, but Jian Net was helpless.

"In addition to knowing how to calculate some fortune-telling, Zhuge Sansheng is definitely not as good as me in terms of intelligence and talent."

He rarely boasted, his eyes were also circling, and his heart was thinking. He picked up a leaf like Xu Yunchuan, just waited quietly, and waited slowly. I was afraid that there would be a few hours before dawn, so he wanted to see how many people would die before dawn.

"Hu..." Another gust of wind passed.

Half an hour passed, and half an hour was quiet, just like before, without any fighting or movement, and no birds on the branches were seen.

"Look! Someone is coming out again!" I don't know who exclaimed.

Yan Qing was awakened by the cold wind, and he almost fell asleep in his robe. The night was so quiet that it urged people to fall asleep. He slowly opened his eyes, and a candlelight lit up in front of him - the person who walked out of the woods stood straight in front of him!

He recognized this person as the second group of people who took the lead in, claiming to be the most courageous. But now, like the first person, his bile was in his mouth from "bangba" and his face was very distorted, and he no longer looked like a normal person.

He said to Yan Qing in vague words: "You... are...I...uh..."

Yan Qing really couldn't understand what he said, and he knew that he had to leave because being attracted to this only survivor was not a good thing. The group of people gathered at the entrance of the woods were already slowly walking towards him.

"This is for you!" The man suddenly became crazy, and he held Yan Qing's hand tightly!

Yan Qing was shocked. He remembered his feet to leave, but the man grabbed him tightly like a dog skin plaster. The man had rolled his eyes, and then he began to twitch again, constantly spitting out bile and filth...

"Unfortunate! Let me go!"

Yan Qing felt disgusted. He wanted to kick the person in front of him away, but after all, this person was also a pitiful person. And while he was hesitating, the large group of people wandering outside had surrounded him.

"Oh..." He sighed lightly and couldn't do anything big again, but the man let go of his hand, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he died.

Yan Qing felt that there was an extra token on his hand. He thought about it carefully before he realized that he was really uncomfortable just now... He glanced at the dead person on the ground and thought to himself: Could it be his relic?

But whose relics will be tokens?

"There must be something strange about this person, otherwise why did that person come out and come to him?"

"Look, he has a token on his hand..."

"Hey, brother, what's wrong? Is there something I didn't tell you?"

A group of people forced Yan Qing to get closer and closer. Yan Qing had a dark face. Just now, he glanced at the token in his hand with his light. It was from Pili Hall.

"I didn't expect to make me feel like this. It's really interesting..." He smiled lightly and calmly. It was just a trivial matter. He threw the token casually: "This is a treasure!"

When people heard that this was a treasure, they flocked to it. No matter whether it was a treasure or not, if they really made a profit, it wouldn't matter if it wasn't!

While the token was thrown, Yan Qing also stepped onto the treetops with three or two steps. He glanced at the group of ignorant people on the ground and was about to leave - "Swish!" A sword came east!

"choke!"

Jian Jue's black sword stabbed Yan Qing's sword sheath.

Yan Qing blocked the sword with his sword sheath, and it proved that he didn't want to fight in this battle before he drew his sword.

The eyes are opposite, and the murderous aura is more important than the person, one's dead eyes and the other's brown eyes.

"Why don't you draw a sword?" Jian Jue asked coldly.

Yan Qing said: "You and I always have a battle, but it is definitely not now."

"If you don't fight, don't fight?"

Yan Qing shrugged, he pointed his finger, and the people below finally grabbed the token, and exclaimed: "This is the token of Pili Hall!"

"That swordsman was also from Pili Hall just now?"

"No matter who the fuck is, I cut it all together!"

Jian Jue's face changed drastically. At this moment, Yan Qing suddenly slid the sword sheath, and then he ascended the strength to kick Jian Jue with one foot. Jian Jue reacted very quickly. He took a move to make a mountain-opening palm force.

"Bang!" Two moves collided, and the internal force shook in all directions! With a 'sharp' sound, the big tree as thick as a person's waist was broken in the waist! The two of them were forced to retreat a hundred feet away by this repulsive force!

A roar of dragons was choking, and a green light burst into the sky - the sword energy opened the sky and cut off the clouds and smoke, and the bright moon shone back to the rest of the night!

The "钱" sword returned to the sheath, Yan Qing looked at Jian Jue with an angry face and smiled contemptuously:

"Get in and enjoy the trouble!"
Chapter completed!