Whether they are killing Mo disciples or others is the same to the Zhusan brothers. Just like killing beggars on the streets and killing wealthy people, identity is never something they, the killers, have to consider.
Of course, identity is also very important and affects the price.
The price for this woman was not high at first, but after she lost her hand, not only did she really lose her hands, but she also lost a lot of money.
That person is very generous to them, and only takes 10% of the profit from each transaction, but that person is also very greedy, and will take away half of your wealth if you fail in the assigned task.
The three Zhu brothers were in pain both physically and mentally. They wished they could find the woman and cut her into pieces.
It's just that after they failed, the man gave an order not to take any more business and hide his whereabouts.
Unexpectedly, this woman actually came to my door!
The three bamboo brothers screamed at the same time.
"It's you!"
In fact, I know that I can't hide it, I just hope that Miss Qixing will have enough time and don't have another accident and fall short of the success.
Accompanied by his shouts, about twenty people rushed out of the room and jumped down from the eaves. They held weapons and rushed towards the Seven Stars like a strong wind.
The surrounding killer array opened instantly like an umbrella about to close.
The woman's figure trembled, the long sword flew away like snowflakes, and there were shadows of the sword everywhere. Several people had no chance to react, and the sword edge brushed against their chins, chests, and shoulders.
…
One of our own? The followers were a little stunned and looked at the person under the tree. They couldn't see clearly for a moment. It was not because the sky was not bright yet, but because the man was so golden and dazzling under the sky.
"Cut off her legs!"
The night gradually becomes clear like water, and the skylight covers the mountains and forests.
"It's you who must die."
"This bastard is running around again," Bingwei said angrily.
"Yeah, we didn't know until the news spread." Another person said, looking at the two corpses on the ground, "This is actually the home of the Killer Alliance. There are so many of them. It's too risky for you to be alone."
As the informant, he shouldn't be here.
The city guards watched the soldiers and horses passing by, whispered a few words and prepared to change the guard, but one guard kept watching Liu Yan and his party, as if he had noticed something.
"It's Meng Xia."
…
The followers also noticed something was wrong at this time, but they only had time to stare. Everything seemed to slow down. They watched Gao Xiaoliu slowly press Liu Yan against the big tree by the roadside, holding a handful in his hand.
The dagger stabbed slowly——
There were chaotic shouts and shouts, weapons were unsheathed, and there were also clear and anxious male voices.
Not a palm.
"Don't let her die easily!"
The strong wind carried the screams of the three bamboo brothers.
Some people couldn't wait and ran forward: "Quick, stop chatting, don't let them get away."
Liu Yan smiled: "You are not in my mind at all." After saying that, he stood up straight and raised his hand, "Go home to your father."
Meng Xichang watched them move forward one after another. He didn't look at all relieved. Instead, he frowned, looked at the sky, and then looked behind him.
Meng Xichang also fell to the ground. His body and face were covered with blood. The moment he landed, he couldn't breathe. The blood from the corner of his mouth also flowed down again, but he still raised his head and looked at the other man.
It was truly surprising to see him outside the capital.
The weapons of the Third Bamboo Company brothers are also swords, and they can recognize it at a glance as the very common flying snow sword technique.
"Is he Nantang's brother?"
…
"Kill her into pieces!"
Others hurriedly followed.
Meng Xichang relaxed slightly and looked at the people running towards him: "Why are you here?"
"Last time you said I didn't have weapons, this time I brought weapons specially, so..." She smiled slightly, "This time I won't just cut off a pair of hands."
Liu Yan looked at Gao Xiaoliu standing in front of him and asked lightly: "Master Gao actually came out of the capital for a walk? It's really rare."
Not only are there familiar codes, but there are also people I know.
There is another meaning in Liu Yan's words, which Gao Xiaoliu understands.
The flying green shadow was like a bamboo pole being bent, and the shadow instantly dispersed. Two figures and two swords suddenly fell to the ground, knocking down four or five people.
The next moment, Gao Xiaoliu grabbed his hand.
…
"I think he doesn't want to do it anymore." Another person sighed, "I saw that he even went to Jingzhao Mansion to give gifts to people."
I just don’t know what this dude is going to do. After all, this kid is in the casino all day long and has almost never left the capital.
Another soldier shook his head: "He has been missing for another ten days and a half. This time, no one can say anything good for him. Just tell the truth when we go up to the peak to investigate."
Another soldier smiled: "There is no way to tell the truth. During these days, he has been running away from work every day, using the excuse that his family members died of illness, and he has exhausted all his family members."
What a sharp sword!
The second and third bamboos under the eaves were angry and shocked. Accompanied by the screams of the bamboo boss, they each pulled out their green swords. The two merged into one, and the two swords merged into one, and turned into several virtual and real sword shadows toward the seven stars.
Attack.
She held the six-foot sword horizontally in front of her face and looked at them over the blade.
Qixing and Siege raised her head, and the wind brought by the approaching sword shadow ruffled her hair. She slowly took a step forward and slashed the sword downwards with one hand.
Meng Xi stood up from behind. When he saw the dead man, he was not overjoyed, but turned around with some caution.
Seven Stars drew their swords.
In the early morning, the city was a little tired and scattered after a night of festivals and carnival.
"Master Liu." He said something with a different meaning with a flattering smile, "I'm here to ask you for a favor."
Gao Xiaoliu looked at him and nodded quickly: "Yes, what do you think, sir?"
Several people only had time to cover their wounds with their hands before falling to the ground and dying.
"Cut off her hands!"
The two people ran wildly in the forest, with a shadow chasing after them. Meng Xichang stepped on the rock suddenly, jumped on top of one of them, and raised his hand to smash it down.
These words made others laugh again: "If I had known today, why would I do it in the first place?"
"Even if you have weapons, you must die today!"
There was a soft ding.
The decorations on the street had not yet been removed and the revelers were still sleeping. A group of galloping soldiers and horses broke the silence and alerted the drowsy guards in front of the city gate.
He tied the wound on his shoulder and back tightly with his robe, turned his fist into a sword, and ran after him.
He didn't kill it.
Liu Yan, who had been driving for a while, was stopped halfway.
The man didn't care about his companions at all. Instead, he ran with joy as if his friend had stopped Meng Xi. The next moment, a sleeve arrow flew from behind, with a sharp sound piercing the air, and penetrated the man's body.
"Master Liu." He looked at Liu Yan, "Then I'm sorry."
The man below raised his knife to resist, but what fell was no longer the sword, but an iron fist. With a bang and a scream, the knife and the man were smashed to the ground together, with dead branches and leaves flying.
The general came over with a new group of guards. They hurriedly handed over their duties and changed shifts and went their separate ways, ignoring Zhang Yuan.
The man fell down while running and died motionless, with a look of ecstasy on his face.
Zhang Yuan responded, but did not go into the city, but towards the outside.
After finishing his words, he pulled Liu Yan back and raised his other hand at the same time.
Boss Zhu even raised his bare wrist and said, "Do the disciples of Momen actually have such a rule? That's great! You don't need us to look for it, you can bring it to your door yourself."
"Duoduoduoduo" was heard several times, and the weapons in the hands of the first row of people collided with it. There was no numbness in the tiger's mouth, and they did not even feel the force of the collision. The weapons in the hands of several people broke.
"who--"
"Zhang Yuan, why are you going?" Bingwei shouted hurriedly.
"Meng Xia, if you are injured, take a rest first. More brothers are coming." A classmate who knew him shouted, "Don't worry."
As the name suggests, the sword is as fast as flying snow, and it is difficult to distinguish between reality and reality. However, it is the first time that it is so difficult to distinguish between reality and reality. It is also the first time that every bit of flying snow can kill people.
Naturally, the traitor lurking in Momen also knew about it.
Looking at the robes of the leading officials and the dozen or so people behind them, they hurriedly got out of the way.
It turned out to be Gao Xiaoliu from Huixian Tower. The followers were all familiar with it, and they also knew that the relationship between Huixian Tower and Liu Yan was unusual. He hesitated and lowered his hand holding the weapon.
…
Zhang Yuan didn't seem to hear it, so he took a horse from the stable outside the city, mounted it, and ran away.
Zhu Lao screamed in anger, waved his bare wrist and shouted, "Kill her——"
"Meng Xia eliminates evil, why don't you tell everyone?" a fellow disciple who knew him said dissatisfiedly.
The news has spread.
As the long sword was unsheathed, a gray-white cold light poured out.
"What?" Liu Yan looked at him, took a step closer, and asked in a voice that the two of them could hear: "Master Gao is planning to use himself in exchange for your head again?"
With their shouts, everything returned to normal, and with a muffled sound, the lightning-like dagger penetrated the palm of the hand.
This is Liu Yan, the minister of Dali Temple. He went out so early in the morning. What happened?
"grown ups--"
"Zhang Yuan, what are you doing? It's a changing of the guard, a changing of the guard." A soldier greeted him.
"Bold——"
When passing through a fork in the road, a rope that tripped the horse suddenly bounced off the ground. Fortunately, there was some distance before the horse neighed and hoofed and stopped, preventing the person from flipping over.
"It's me, it's me." He said loudly, "One of my own."
…
Qixing looked at the three people who were looking crazy, with still calm expressions, and nodded: "Yes, I'm here."
"How dare you come!"
Gao Xiaoliu bowed his hands to everyone.
But before the men and horses could calm down, a man suddenly jumped out of the big tree on the roadside, carrying Liu Yan from his horse and falling to the ground.
The long sword's thin blade left only a thin crack, but the energy and blood in the body spurted out like a river breaking its embankment.
Several figures ran quickly in the dense forest behind them, issuing a familiar code signal from Chief Meng Xi.
Liu Yan saw a flash of cold light, knife!
"One of our own——"
Liu Yan's vision blurred for a moment due to the heartbreaking sting, but he could clearly feel that his hand was pressed by Gao Xiaoliu's hand. The dagger first passed through Gao Xiaoliu's hand, and then penetrated his own. The two of them
Both hands were nailed to the tree trunk.
Blood gushed out and slid down their wrists and arms.
Gao Xiaoliu stood in front of Liu Yan, his whole body trembling with severe pain, but his face was filled with a smile.