Qianxue regretted not practicing Qigong properly at the beginning.
Suddenly, a strong wind swept over, making the leaves rustle.
More than twenty men in black clothes blocked the road, wearing black clothes, masks with evil ghost patterns, soul hooks, scimitars, long forks, meteor hammers... almost eighteen kinds of weapons came out.
The murderous atmosphere is rampant in the autumn, the wind is roaring and the cranes are chirping, and the grass and trees are all at war.
Yi Shuihan was a little helpless. He had encountered countless killers in just a few months since he came here, and they were not ordinary killers.[
"Who are Yi Shuihan and Qianxue?" the leader in black said coldly. The voice came from the evil ghost mask, which made people's hair stand on end.
"What do you want from me?" Yi Shui asked coldly.
"Either be captured or die." The man in black smiled sinisterly, looking at Yi Shuihan with a pair of cloudy eyes through the two eye holes of the mask.
"Who wants my life?" He came to kill her and Qianxue again. Could it be Lin Daiyu again?
"You will see that person after he is captured." The man in black smiled sinisterly.
"What if I say no?" Yi Shuihan smiled.
"Then suffer death." The man in black showed a scimitar with strange evil ghost patterns painted on it.
Swish, the two soul hooks quickly attacked Yi Shuihan.
"It is death, but you are the one who dies."
Before he finished speaking, the golden fan in his hand had been opened. As soon as the silk thread came out, the silver needle seemed to have eyes. It was incredibly fast and struck directly at the two men in black who threw out the soul hook.
Two screams were heard immediately. The left eyes of the two men in black were damaged, their masks were stained with blood, and the evil spirits on the masks looked more and more ferocious.
Cheng Bi winked at the coachman, who understood and threw a long sword to Cheng Bi, then turned the carriage around and turned back.
In an instant, more than twenty men in black swarmed forward with murderous intent.
The cold sword in Cheng Bi's hand had already scratched the neck of a man in black, and blood immediately poured out.
The golden fan in Yi Shuihan's hand never stopped.
The emcee's eyes became firm, and he tightly protected Qianxue behind him, holding the three
Qianxue clenched her weapon tightly and told herself in her heart to stay calm. If they didn't die, she would die herself. She was just defending herself. However, when she saw the corpses on the ground, her heart trembled again. She had never seen a few dead people.
A man in black was stabbing him with his sword. Qianxue was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out of her chest. She immediately used the moves she had learned in her mind. When a sword stabbed her from the front, she turned on her left side, raised her sword, and aimed at the enemy.
Hand, stab it down!
With a clang, the sword in the man's hand fell to the ground.[
Qianxue breathed a sigh of relief and watched the man in black fall to the ground. There was a deep wound on his arm. The blood was flowing very fast and he couldn't stop it. His body kept twitching.
She killed someone, Qianxue's hands were shaking a little, she actually killed someone.
The master of ceremonies grabbed Qianxue's hand with one hand and said: "Qianxue, don't be afraid. If you don't kill them, they will kill you."
Yi Shuihan frowned: "Master of Ceremonies, you and Qianxue turn back first and go to Tongcheng Danying Pavilion to find a person named Feng Ying. He will know how to do it, hurry up."
"Yes, Master." the master of ceremonies responded.
Qianxue was so frightened that her face turned a little pale. She didn't react until she heard Yi Shuihan's words. Seeing so many people in black, could Yi Shuihan handle it alone?
The host said to Qianxue: "Don't worry, leave first."
Qian Xuehun was still shocked and nodded blankly.
The master of ceremonies helped Qianxue onto the horse, flicked the riding whip vigorously, and the horse immediately galloped away, the wind whistling in the face, and a cloud of dust rising on the mountain road.
"If you want to escape, don't even think about it!" Seeing this, the man in black quickly threw out two meteor hammers.
The golden fan in Yi Shuihan's hand flew out, and after circling in a circle, the throats of the two men in black holding meteor hammers had been cut.
Cheng Bi pulled out her long sword, her eyes became cold, and the long sword met the scimitar of the man in black. Her long hair was flying, her clothes were fluttering, and her stunning face exuded a charming coldness and deadly beauty.
All the men in black who wanted to chase the emcee and the others were blocked by Yi Shuihan, and they either retreated or died.
In just two quarters of an hour, this place has already become a Shura killing ground, with white blades meeting each other, wind and clouds swirling around, and blood filling the air.