Although Yan Hong's eyes were temporarily invisible, she could guess the matter from the shouting just now. She then shouted anxiously, "Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you?"
Yan Yun looked at the old man who was lying in a pool of blood with tears in his eyes and cried, "Sister, it's not me, it's the old man in the store who was given to them..."
At this point, Yan Yun began to cry a little. After a while, he said intermittently: "They cut off to death."
Yan Hong was stunned. Although her eyes were temporarily blurred by the unknown white powder, she still subconsciously glanced at the old man's body. A faint blue vein appeared on her arm as tender as scallion, and a word in her mouth
He shouted: "You beasts, even the old man is not spared!"
The black-haired strong man laughed and said, "This old guy doesn't know how to live or die. Everything is his own fault. If you refuse to follow, I will try your brother whether I believe it or not, if I want to do it, I will try my sword with your brother. "
Yan Hong's angry face began to show panic, and her expression was a little dazed. At this time, she really didn't know how to choose. One was the life of her own brother, and the other was the innocence of her life. She lost any one.
It can make her feel in pain, but now she has to choose one of these two...
Thinking of this, Yan Hong remembered what her father and grandfather once said to her: "Hong'er, you are the sister, you must take good care of your younger brother Xiaoyun in the future..."
Yan Hong gritted her teeth with tears in her eyes, and responded helplessly: "As long as you let Xiaoyun go, I will promise you."
When the black-haired man and the bald man heard this, they looked at each other, then nodded slightly, and shouted in unison: "Then you throw away the sword in your hand first!"
Seeing this, Yan Yun hurriedly struggled wildly, and shouted loudly: "Sister, don't, don't throw the sword..."
The bald man clamped Yan Yun's head under his armpits, and exerted forcefully, shouting angrily: "You are moving around, be careful, I will take your life now!"
Yan Yun was so angry that he couldn't breathe, so he had to struggle wildly, but he was weak, how could he be the opponent of a strong man who had three big and five big and had practiced external kung fu? After struggling for a few times, he was knocked to death.
past.
Seeing that Yan Yun was no longer moving, Yan Hong asked in a panic expression: "Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you?"
The bald man tried Yan Yun's breath with his fingers, his expression was stunned, and then he turned to the black-haired man and said, "Black-haired, he seems to be out of breath."
Although the bald and strong man's words were not loud, Yan Hong heard them very clearly not far away. She only felt her head suddenly dizzy, as if the sky had collapsed in an instant. Her body retreated backwards.
After several steps, he almost fell to the ground.
At this time, the black-haired strong man and the bald strong man looked at each other, threw Yan Yun directly to the ground, then waved the steel knife, and rushed forward and backward to Yan Hong.
At this time, Yan Hong had not yet fully recovered from her senses. In addition, her eyes were temporarily unable to see her, and she only relied on subconscious reactions to dodge left and right. After a few rounds, she was completely defeated and forced to a close-to-face place.
In the corner of the back wall.
In order to prevent the fat meat from flying into his mouth, the bald man and the black-haired man formed an arc to block all the retreat routes of Yan Hong.
At this time, the black-haired man saw Yan Hong's face as if it was flying flowers in June, and he couldn't help feeling rippling. He rubbed his hands vigorously and laughed: "Little lady, you just follow us, so as not to More suffering from extra flesh and blood."
Yan Hong waved the sword in her hand a few times in the air and shouted angrily: "You two have killed my brother, I want to avenge my brother!"
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly rushed out like a crazy lion.
Seeing this situation, the bald man rushed forward with a steel knife, and a goshawk rushed to the rabbit, blocking Yan Hong's attack.
Yan Hong's Emei sword technique is already known to be fierce and rapid. Seeing that his attack was blocked, he changed his moves and turned into an extremely fast long snake, circling the bald man's steel knife to rush straight to his Leaving his arm.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the bald man could not directly block Yan Hong's attack, so he couldn't help but take several steps back. His calf tripped by the stool under his feet, and his body was like a gourd falling with a wind. He staggered and fell down with a bang. On the ground.
The black-haired man knew that he was rushing to the fire now, just looking for death! So he planned to take advantage of the opportunity that Yan Hong's eyes could not see for the time being and quietly walked around her.
Because of Yan Yun's affairs, Yan Hong had completely lost her mind. She was like a crazy tiger. She subconsciously rushed towards the bald man, and she didn't notice that the black-haired man would attack from behind.
Seeing that his intention had been achieved, the black-haired man couldn't help but secretly rejoice. After getting to the right angle, he immediately raised his steel knife and slashed Yan Hong's back.
At this time, Yan Hong seemed to feel something was wrong, but because her eyes were temporarily unable to see, her thinking consciousness did not turn around.
Just as the steel knife with a cold light was about to land on Yan Hong's back, a sudden thud, the black-haired man's steel knife was shaken away by something, and even he couldn't help but move back He took dozens of steps back.
Before the black-haired man got up, he saw a cold long sword that had stopped half a centimeter of his neck. If he was slightly forward, he would have been lying on the ground completely at this time. A cold corpse.
With a clang, the black-haired man threw the steel knife in his hand to the ground and shouted repeatedly: "Good luck to the heroine, go ahead!"
The visitor glanced at him disdainfully, then turned to Yan Hong and asked with concern: "Junior Sister Yan, how are you?"
Yan Hong was stunned when she heard this, then she cried and shouted, "Senior Sister Ye, is it you?"
The person who came was none other than Ye Mengyue, the eldest sister of the Emei Sect. Originally, Ye Mengyue wanted to go back to Mount Emei with his master Tianjue and his fellow junior sisters, but when he was traveling to West Huacheng, he heard that something happened to the Yan family. Ye Mengyue was worried about Yan Hong's safety, so she rushed to find out.
Seeing that Yan Hong's eyes were a little blurred, Ye Mengyue asked hurriedly, "Junior Sister Yan, what's wrong with your eyes?"
At this time, the bald man saw that the situation was not good, so he hurriedly took a few steps back. After seeing the direction, he glanced at Yan Hong and Ye Mengyue, and immediately ran away.
Yan Hong's eyes couldn't see now, but her ears were still very good. The cold sword came out of her hand and penetrated directly from the bald man's chest.
Seeing this, the black-haired man was shocked. Then, taking advantage of Ye Mengyue's distracting spirit, he took out a pack of white powder from behind and planned to use the same trick again.
Ye Mengyue is so smart that she has long been staring at the black-haired man. Before he could touch the white powder behind him, a cold sword shadow came out and directly pulled him out.
He cut off his hand.
The black-haired man covered his broken arm in pain and rolled on the ground. The blood gushed out dyed all the nearby red flowers and green grass into bloody colors.
Ye Mengyue pointed at the black hair rolling on the ground with a cold sword tip and shouted coldly: "Who are you?"
The black-haired strong man sounded like a ghost crying and howling, begging for mercy on the ground: "Good luck, female hero, female hero, I am a dog that is worse than beasts. I will never dare to do it again, and you will never dare to do it again, just treat me as a
Let me give you a fart..."
Although Ye Mengyue is a female hero of the Emei Sect, her personality is completely different from that of her master Tianjue Shi Jue, who will kill the grass and eliminate the roots. Although this black-haired strong man offended his junior sister, he
The two companions had turned into a cold corpse, and he himself broke his arm, and then he became kind-hearted and planned to let him go.
But before Ye Mengyue could speak, she suddenly saw the black-haired man's eyes suddenly appearing, looking very shocked, and there were still bloodstains in his mouth.
Before she could come back to her senses, the black-haired man suddenly fell to the ground with a pounce. At this time, Ye Mengyue truly saw why the black-haired man had such an abnormal reaction just now. It turned out that his
A red dart was stabbed in the back, and no matter who was stabbed in the back of his life gate, he had to fall down and become a cold corpse.
At this moment, a white-clothed figure fell in front of Ye Mengyue like a flying swallow. She smiled slightly and bowed: "Wu Dang Jun Bu Xuan has seen the Emei Female Ye Hero!"
Ye Mengyue was slightly shocked and looked up and down at the man in front of her. She saw that she was twenty-seven or eight years old, with her facial features and beautiful eyes. Since her eyes were even more watery than a woman's eyes, she was wearing a robe in Wudang, which seemed to be
So handsome and elegant.
After understanding this, Ye Mengyue bowed and replied, a hint of confusion flashed in her clear eyes, and she asked, "Why did you kill him?"
Jun Buhui pointed to the three corpses on the ground and said, "I heard that Emei Ye is the heart of a Bodhisattva. Now I see that it is indeed well-known. But does Ye know that this is the origin of that thief?"
Ye Mengyue shook her head slightly and said, "Want to hear it carefully?"
Jun Buhui smiled slightly and said, "I wonder if Miss Ye has ever heard of the name of the Three Tigers of Jinsha?"
Ye Mengyue was stunned and said, "Are you talking about the Yellow River Golden Sands Gang?"
Jun Buhui nodded and said, "Is it the three Jinsha tigers in the Yellow River Golden Sands Gang?"
Ye Mengyue's expression was a little stunned. She pointed at the three corpses on the ground with her long sword and asked in confusion; "Are you saying that they are the Three Tigers of Jinsha?"
Jun Buhui shook his head and smiled and said, "Of course not, otherwise the three of them would be the ones who fell here today!"
Ye Mengyue snorted coldly and shouted, "That's not necessarily true?"
You don’t regret laughing but not speaking, and don’t say anything.
After a moment of silence, Ye Mengyue asked in confusion: "What are them?"
Jun Buhui replied: "The subordinates of Jinsha Sanhu!"
Ye Mengyue was slightly stunned and said, "Then why do you want to kill him? I heard that the Yellow River Golden Sands Gang has always protected the short-term. Now that they have killed their people, how can they give up?"
Jun Buhui sneered, shook his head, and said, "Mr. Ye doesn't know anything. If he keeps him back, they won't let it go! If they kill them directly, their gang leader will not only not blame us, but also