The long sword galloped through the air, as if it was on fire, as if it was piercing and cutting open the sunlight.
Huh, Liang Liuzi thought in his heart, is this sword so good-looking? It was so ugly because it couldn't be seen clearly at night.
He complained all the way that the sword was so long and heavy, and that it was best used as an iron rod.
At this time, the long sword body is no longer so clumsy, stretching like a dragon.
Liang Liuzi couldn't turn his eyes away, and even forgot about his surroundings, until another figure cut through the sunlight.
Qixing's foot stepped on an iron lotus, and the shoes and socks on his feet were instantly shattered, but fortunately the smooth skin of his feet was intact.
Her body kept turning with the Iron Lotus, even faster than the Iron Lotus, so the Iron Lotus suddenly rose up.
With a crisp sound, three iron lotus flowers collided with it. The iron lotus flower was instantly crushed into pieces, and bits of cold light flew into pieces.
Everyone looked up and saw that the barefoot woman seemed to be stepping on the petals, as if walking on flowers.
One step at a time, Qixing took advantage of Iron Lotus's offensive to leap out of the siege, gliding like an arrow. She stretched out her hand and grasped the flying sword.
The next moment, he turned his wrist and the long sword was on the ground. He turned around in the air and rushed towards the four people like wind and rain.
A series of explosions sounded in everyone's ears, the sword light in front of their eyes surged, and sparks flew everywhere.
All the iron lotus flowers were chopped to pieces with a sword, and the four people in front of them trembled and screamed, with blood oozing from their bodies and faces.
Another flash of sword light flashed, and Qixing slashed away the four people, then headed towards another person in the distance with a gust of wind and rain.
When the man heard someone coming, his expression was calm.
When he saw the sword being thrown towards him, he just sneered.
But when he saw that four iron lotuses instantly shattered with one sword strike, his expression changed.
"What a piece of junk!" He cursed and pulled out a long sword from behind.
The sword was curved like a snake, shining with a faint blue light, and seemed to be tempered in poisonous water. At the same time, the protective gear under his feet flicked, and the man suddenly jumped up as if he were stepping on stilts.
It happened to cross the seven stars and fall behind her.
The Serpent Sword stabbed Qixing in the back.
He didn't intend to kill this woman with one sword. As long as the sword could pierce her skin, even just a little, it would be enough to kill her.
But the woman didn't even look back. She took off her sword and threw it back, raising her head like a dragon.
Meng Xichang heard a scream, and then something fell on the ground not far away.
It is a hand connected to the forearm.
There was also a sword clutched in his hand.
Then the man who was still on stilts rolled to the ground, screaming and curling up and twitching.
Meng Xichang took a deep breath and sneered: "Whether you like it or not, you have no chance to have an iron hand."
Qixing didn't look at the man over there, but looked at the broken arm, his eyes falling on the wrist.
There was a black cloth tied around the wrist, which seemed to be cut into the flesh tightly.
She picked it up with her sword, and the black cloth was cut open. At the same time, the sword penetrated and lifted the severed arm.
Blood slid down the blade of the sword, fell on Qixing's hands and clothes, and bloomed on her bare insteps.
Qixing looked at the words on his wrist and said, "I thought it was something, but it turned out to be a Momen traitor."
She swung the sword and the broken arm fell to the ground again. Under the sunlight, Meng Xichang saw two ink words on her wrist.
Not ink.
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"traitor?"
"What traitor?"
With horse hooves trampling, Liang Liuzi also ran closer. He was not the only one. When the billowing dust and smoke settled, it turned out that there was also a group of people among them.
All this happened so fast that Liang Liuzi felt that the fight was over just after he threw the sword out.
Four people died in the blink of an eye, and one person huddled on the ground holding a broken arm, not knowing whether to live or die.
At the same time, the door of the inn not far away also opened, and Chen Shi, Wei Dongjia and others rushed out.
"Liang Liuzi! Why are you here, you loser!" Chen Shi ran and recognized Liang Liuzi and cursed.
Mr. Wei looked at the middle-aged man on the horse with an expression of surprise: "Mr. Liu, why are you here too?"
Liang Liuzi pointed at Liu Yan and cursed angrily: "It's because of him, otherwise I wouldn't have come so slowly! These people actually asked me to be their backer -"
At that time, Liu Yan and his party really just wanted to rush over, but Zhang Bushan naturally did not allow it. Hundreds of people could always separate their forces, so they eventually fell into a melee. After a fierce fight, Zhang Busan's officers and soldiers were defeated, and Liang Liuzi rushed over with them.
Liu Yan ignored Liang Liuzi, but his attendants did not suffer: "If we hadn't helped you, you wouldn't be able to survive now."
Liang Liuzi laughed: "You are the ones who can't get through, right?"
Liu Yan shouted: "Shut up."
The attendant and Liang Liuzi fell silent for a moment.
Liang Liuzi immediately glared again, the attendant was obedient, why should he listen? What he wanted to say, Liu Yan had already gone to talk to Qixing.
"What traitor?" he asked.
Qixing said: "The traitor who betrayed Mo Sheng."
Those who join the Mohist sect may not always be a Mohist. Some people regret it halfway, and some people can't endure the hardship and give up on seeking the Tao.
However, due to various reasons, Mo Sect will not stop or look down upon people who request to leave Mo Sect. However, there are also people in Mo Sect who betray Mo Sage's moral principles and do things that violate Mo Sect's rules, and will be expelled.
When a Mohist who behaves like this is expelled, he or she will be tattooed with the word "Fei Mo" to show that he is not the same as me.
Chen Shi, Wei Dongjia and others looked very angry.
"After betraying the Momen, you still want to attack and kill the Momen. You are indeed a person who deceives your master and destroys your ancestors." They cursed.
The man who was curled up on the ground as if in a coma suddenly raised his head slowly: "Why do you say that we deceive our masters and destroy our ancestors? How can we prove that the way you follow is correct? It's not you who are deceiving our masters and destroying our ancestors?"
What Chen Shi and Wei Dongjia wanted to say, Qixing spoke first.
"If I'm not wrong, you must be the ones responsible for the floods in Qiucheng twenty years ago." She said, "Who can prove it? It's very simple. Ask the people in Qiucheng who was the one who destroyed the river embankment.
It is right to sacrifice one's life to dredge the river and quietly control the river for ten years."
When he heard this, Liu Yan frowned and took a step forward: "Flood in Qiucheng? But the flood in Yongning that flooded half of the city and killed tens of thousands of people?"
Qixing looked at him and nodded: "Yes."
Liu Yan was furious: "It turned out to be a man-made disaster! You Momen——"
"It was not a man-made disaster." Qixing interrupted him, "If it weren't for Momen, the whole city would have been flooded. It's just that Momen failed to do better at the time."
Liu Yan's expression changed for a moment, and he finally swallowed the rest of his words.
The man over there laughed and watched Qixing spit out a mouthful of blood.
"People know nothing!" he said with a sinister smile. "Sometimes you have to teach them a lesson before they know what is right in this world."
Qixing said calmly: "I made it very clear during the previous punishment. What you are doing is not the way of Mohism, but the way of self-interest."
After saying that, he looked at him.
"Is the chaos in Jin also related to you?"
The man smiled again and did not answer. He only said: "Regardless of whether it is relevant or not, the prince is dead and the land of Jin is in chaos. It can be seen that this is the way of destiny."
Liu Yan took another step forward: "Take down this villain!"
Before the attendants could respond, Qixing suddenly shouted: "Back off!" He stepped over, covered Liu Yan behind him, and swung out his long sword.
The others subconsciously stepped back.
At the same time, the man's hand on the ground threw something, and there was a clanking sound. The black ball was blocked by the long sword and rolled to the ground. The next moment, there was a bang, dust flew up, the ground shook, and thick clouds of smoke rose.
Smoke billows.
Everyone covered their mouths and noses and quickly retreated again. Qixing also helped Liu Yan retreat to avoid being poisoned by the thick smoke.
"He ran away-"
Hualing, who climbed up the high pole again in the inn, screamed and pointed in one direction.
It turned out that this traitor had been pretending to be dead and had been gathering strength.
The dust and smoke dispersed, and there was no trace of Ke Sanhai in sight.
"He can't escape." Liu Yan said in a deep voice, "The troops and horses I brought are at the rear."
He was about to give orders to his attendants, but Qixing stopped him again.
"Master Liu, you have more important things to do. I will deal with this traitor."
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Horse hooves galloped, causing dust and smoke to billow. Shuanzi followed a group of people and horses. From a distance, he saw Liu Yan standing here, surrounded by a mess and many corpses lying there.
"Sir--" the leading guard shouted loudly and jumped off his horse, "We have tied up those fake officers and soldiers."
Looking around again, there are knives and swords, strange fragments, deep pits, and the smell of fireworks.
It's just like a tragic battlefield.
But looking at Liu Yan and others, although their robes and hair were disheveled, their bodies were intact and they didn't look like they had experienced a tragic battle.
It seems that there are not many murderers here.
"...Also." Bingwei continued, pointing behind him, "We met Guning officers and soldiers, and they also came to support us."
Liu Yan followed the point and saw another army of soldiers and horses rushing towards them not far away. There were also hundreds of people, their equipment was neatly dressed, and the military flag had the word "Guning" clearly on it.
Guning's officers and soldiers stopped not far away, but did not dismount to salute. The leading general looked at Liu Yan solemnly.
"Who are you?" he asked, "Why are you here?"
The soldiers and guards brought by Liu Yan frowned.
"Didn't I tell you just now?" A soldier said loudly, "This is Liu Siqing of Dali Temple."
The general still refused to dismount and asked, "Why is Liu Siqing here?"
The soldier wanted to scold him, but Liu Yan stopped him. Looking at the general, he did not scold or get angry, and asked: "Then why are you Guning officers and men here?"
The general said loudly: "We passed by here and received news that there were thieves making trouble——"
Before he finished speaking, Liu Yan nodded and interrupted: "I came here because I discovered the thief, and I have already caught him."
He pointed toward the inn behind.
"right here."
The general looked stunned, as if this scene should be like this, but something seemed wrong.
"Please follow me to catch the thief." Liu Yan said, turned around and walked towards the inn.
Seeing this, the general did not hesitate to follow with his troops and horses.
Liu Yan's guards also hurriedly followed. One guard couldn't help but grab someone and asked in a low voice: "Did you really catch him?"
This was the soldier who had been following Liu Yan before. When he saw that this man recognized his name, he smiled and said: "Yes, I caught it, Shuanzi, don't worry, even though you are following behind, you still get the credit this time.
"
Shuanzi breathed a sigh of relief: "Then there shouldn't be anyone who has slipped through the net, right?"
The soldier thought of something and lowered his voice and said, "Yes."
Shuanzi's face was startled, ah, is this good or bad?
"What do you mean by good or bad?" Bingwei heard his muttering and asked in confusion. He thought of something and looked around, "Hey, where is your enthusiastic friend of the city gate guard? Did he go back early?"
Shuanzi smiled bitterly, he didn't go back in advance, he just predicted in advance that someone would slip through the net, so he went to wait and see.
There are really people who slipped through the net. It would be a good thing to catch them, but those who can escape must be very difficult to deal with. Don't let anything happen to Zhang Yuan!
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The blood kept dripping.
Ke Sanhai felt that his consciousness was also passing away.
But his steps did not stop at all.
Even though his vision was blurry, he was walking steadily through the jungle. He didn't know how long he had been walking, but he smelled a familiar smell. With a pop, he threw himself to the ground, groped on the ground full of dead branches and leaves, and quickly grabbed a porcelain bottle.
, he lay on the ground and poured the medicine from the porcelain bottle into his mouth regardless, and swallowed it even though he almost choked to death.
Slowly, his breathing became gentle, as if he had lost all life, but the blood on his broken arm slowly stopped dripping.
It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like it was just a blink of an eye. Ke Sanhai sat up suddenly, vomited out a mouthful of black blood, gasped for breath, looked at the ground, and laughed again.
"I won't die that easily." He said, "If Momen abandons me, God will not abandon me. If I don't die, I should live."
He said and stood up.
"I still want to find my companions. My companions are still there, and we will come again."
He took out a wooden stick from his back, and the wooden stick firmly supported him when it fell to the ground. He walked forward, sprinkling some medicinal powder as he walked.
"Snake and insect retreat."
"Eradicate traces."
He muttered, like a magician who was doing something, turning and turning, until he seemed to feel dizzy, stopped, looked in one direction and sneered.
"Get out of here, do you really think grandpa didn't notice you?"
The branches and leaves of the bushes behind him were swaying. Zhang Yuan slashed them with a knife and got out from behind to look at the man in front of him.
"The government is handling the case," he said, "and the villains were arrested without hesitation."
Ke Sanhai let out a laugh: "Let me tell you, if you are so bad at hiding, it turns out you are from the government."
Zhang Yuan ignored his sarcasm and only asked: "Are you a Mohist?"
Ke Sanhai raised his eyebrows: "Why do you want to arrest Mo Tu?"
Zhang Yuan clenched the knife in his hand and said, "Why are you setting up an ambush here? What are you going to do?"
Ke Sanhai coughed, glanced at the sky, and looked a little impatient: "If you didn't kill me when I couldn't move, I used me and my accomplices to lure you, and you fool really refused to do it. Now
I will have the strength to kill you."
Saying this, he smiled again.
"You think I'm a Mo disciple? Then I'll kill you, and you should be quite happy."
This man was talking crazy, but Zhang Yuan did not dare to look down upon him. He thought he was going to die here today, so he might as well die.
He held the knife and did not retreat. Instead, he took a step forward.
"Look at the knife—" he yelled and moved forward.
Ke Sanhai, who was standing with a wooden stick, raised his hand and waved the wooden stick.
The wooden stick banged, and it turned out to be an iron umbrella, which instantly opened and blocked Zhang Yuan's knife.
The harsh sound of sword-iron collision sounded.
"Any scrap of metal can be said to be a knife -" Ke Sanhai said, moving forward, he would push the umbrella. With this push, the ribs of the umbrella would turn into sharp arrows.
But at this moment, a sharp sound broke through the air.
Ke Sanhai turned around suddenly and saw a sword light as if falling from the sky. He raised the umbrella in his hand and heard the turbulence of the huge waves. The next moment, a long sword penetrated the iron umbrella and pierced his chest.
penetrate.
Ke Sanhai lowered his head in confusion, looking at the sword on his chest, with a cyan light and blood flowing crazily on it, and then fell instantly, unable to be stained at all.
He could even see his own face reflected in the sword.
"Nice sword," he said.
The consciousness fell into the deep sea and returned to the stillness of death.
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Zhang Yuan looked at the sword that penetrated the man's back and retracted it. The iron umbrella that blocked the sunlight cracked and the man fell to the ground.
My eyes suddenly opened up and the sunlight poured in.
A face appeared in his sight.
Zhang Yuan reached out and touched his shoulder. The robe on his shoulder was cut open by the sword energy, revealing a shallow blood stain.
"What a good sword." He looked at the woman in front of him and said, "Seven Shopkeepers."