The air was a bit dead, the atmosphere was stagnant, and the pounding heartbeat was very harsh.
Chen Peiyao was a little nervous. Could it be another assassin?
She picked up "Long Wind Blowing Snow" and seemed to have something to rely on. Her eyes turned cold and her mind returned to calmness.
"Dong dong dong!"
There was an extremely polite knock on the door. After a few breaths of silence, the door was pushed open with a creak.
"Sorry, I'm lost again. May I ask...how to get to the inner courtyard?"
This was a hoarse voice, as if it had not been moistened in the throat for ten years. It was as if it had been cut by a saw, and it made people's hearts panic.
The person who came was wearing a large black robe, his face was tightly wrapped, and he even wore gloves on his hands. He looked like he would disappear if he came into contact with the air.
The only two eyes exposed were turbid, like those of a dying person, and even the whites of the eyes were yellow.
"Masked man?"
When the two girls saw them dressed like this, their hearts sank to the bottom of their hearts.
So the people who come this time are still "extreme shadows"?
The fight was going on outside, and this guy sneaked into the inner courtyard and found Chen Peiyao directly?
Zhang Yan subconsciously stood in front of Chen Peiyao and Changjian, and said in shock: "Who are you? Why did you break into my room without permission?"
The masked man didn't even look at her, his gaze passed directly to her and stopped on the long and thin sword, with a mixture of surprise and joy on his face.
"Get out of your way."
Zhang Yan stood firmly in front of Chen Peiyao. She waved her hand, and the pink mist dispersed in the room.
"Illusion?" The masked man's eyes were strange, and he finally looked directly at Zhang Yan and said, "Although I don't know who taught you your magical skills, I can't be trapped by this illusion. Let me tell you the last thing.
Once again, get out of the way!"
Zhang Yan was silent, her beautiful eyes were filled with frost, and her hands instantly flew out with various seals.
However, before it could take shape, the sword in Chen Peiyao's hand behind her shook violently, bursting out with endless cold energy, instantly beating her until she vomited blood and threw herself in the direction of the masked man.
Without blinking, the masked man slapped it over and embedded it into the wall.
boom!
The wall collapsed and shattered to pieces.
Chen Peiyao panicked and looked at the sword in her hand in shock. She didn't understand why this person who was usually like a family member suddenly lost control at this time.
"It's not me..."
"Run!" Zhang Yan roared at the top of her lungs. How could she not know that it wasn't Chen Peiyao who took action just now?
The strange thing is that this masked man is too strong and is not on the same level as them. No matter how close Chen Peiyao is to "Changfeng Chuixue", I am afraid that the sword will still cause riots at a glance.
"Is this Chang Feng Chui Xue..."
There was finally a fluctuation in the masked man's cloudy eyes. He looked at the sword in Chen Peiyao's hand with unstoppable fondness.
"Can I... take a look at it?" He stepped forward and held out his hand.
Chen Peiyao looked at the gloves stretched out and felt strange.
If a normal person's hand is stretched out without exerting force, it will inevitably have a concave arc, but this masked man's hand...
It's as if my thumb is missing, and it's as flat as an airport.
"No!" Chen Peiyao took a step back with her sword in her arms, looking squarely at this possibly the strongest enemy among tonight's visitors.
She can't run. If she runs away, what will Zhang Yan do?
"Don't worry, I don't mean any harm, I just want to take a look first..."
Chen Peiyao could no longer bear the torment of the harsh sound, and suddenly pulled out her sword. For a moment, the wind and clouds were desolate, and even the surrounding temperature dropped a bit.
The masked man's eyes moved, and the love in his eyes became even more intense.
"It is indeed a famous sword, I..."
"Don't come here!" Chen Peiyao shouted, the panic and anger in her heart burst out at the same time, and the snow-colored sword struck down on her head.
"Snow monument·Wind heavy!"
Above the sky, a white monument seemed to descend. It was swept by the heavy wind and suddenly merged into the sword body. The air was squeezed and bursts of sonic booms were directly emitted.
However, the sword suddenly stopped when it was a full foot away from the masked man.
The terrifying force of the counter-shock blew Chen Peiyao upside down, shattering the roof of the house, and she fell into a sea of flowers outside the house.
Her tiger's mouth split open and blood spurted out, but even so, the sword still did not let go.
The masked man looked up at the sky, seeming to taste the bitterness in his memories. After a long time, he shook his head at Chen Peiyao who collapsed on the ground: "I advise you not to act recklessly, you will only hurt yourself."
"Did you know that in this continent, in the past thousand years, no sword has dared to attack me, even if it is a so-called famous sword!"
In the ruins, Zhang Yan was shocked by Zhang Kuang's words. She struggled to get up, but after the masked man's blow, she couldn't resist the remaining sword energy in her body.
"Who is this guy? With such terrifying sword energy, even Elder Zhao here would be ashamed..."
She didn't know that even Zhao Leshan was no match for the person in front of her with one sword.
Of course, Zhao Leshan would not let anyone talk about such an embarrassing thing that could be disabled in one blow.
Seeing the masked man walk out of the house and into the sea of flowers, Zhang Yan struggled desperately to get up, but she just had no choice but to spit out a mouthful of blood.
She weakly lowered her stubborn hand, half of her body was buried in the ruins, and her eyes were dim.
"Sister Chen..."
"Run!"
"Little girl, has this sword brought you a lot of pain?" The masked man squatted in front of Chen Peiyao, trying to make his tone gentle.
"At your age, you should be able to act like a spoiled child in the arms of your parents. You shouldn't be running around with this thing in your arms. You must have trouble sleeping and eating just because of those assassins of unknown origin, right?"
"This sword cannot bring you safety, nor can it bring you happiness. It is not everything, but the source of pain. Give me your sword and let me bear the pain alone."
As he spoke, the masked man pressed the "Chang Feng Chui Xue" button, but Chen Peiyao gritted her teeth and held on tightly, with a stubborn look on her face.
However, a flick of the wrist with one finger caused the sword to separate directly.
"The wind blows the snow..." The masked man stroked the snow-white sword.
This psychic object was touched by Tang Baihu that day and flew back to its owner's arms very arrogantly. Now that it was caught, it didn't even dare to move.
Duang——
The masked man flicked his finger, and the clear sound of the sword resounded through almost the entire inner courtyard.
At the same time, the hairs on the hairs of all the disciples hiding in the cave stood up, and they felt as if their souls had been cut by a sharp knife.
"It is indeed a famous sword. This time it is finally not a fake!"
The masked man gave a soft compliment, then lowered his head and said, "To be honest, I have actually been to the Chen family in the lower realm."
Hearing this, Chen Peiyao's pupils shrank instantly, and then her body trembled unconsciously: "What did you do to my grandfather?!"
She raised her head suddenly, the anger in her eyes uncontrollable.
"Oh? Didn't your family mention it to you?" The masked man was a little curious. He looked at the little girl's eyes wide open and smiled and put his hand on her head: "Maybe your grandfather is dead.
Already."
call--
Under the dark night sky, the cold wind swept across, causing waves in the sea of flowers, and the atmosphere seemed completely stagnant.
Chen Peiyao's eyes trembled, and her nails were embedded in the soil unconsciously.
At this moment, she suppressed the violent sword energy in her body and straightened up suddenly.
boom!
The flaming and exploding sword intent actually knocked the masked man back.
The approaching Ruyi Tears was stirred into Qingming for a moment and exploded into powder in the air. Endless sword energy surged from the little girl's body, and her black hair flew.
"Is this... the sword intent at the pinnacle of the doctorate level..."
The masked man finally saw what he wanted to see, but he was a little disappointed.
"Not enough, far from enough!"
"Is this the strength of the Chen family?"
"I can kill you right now!" Chen Peiyao's face turned black, and she lost all reason under the impact of the masked man's words.
She waved her hand, and "Chang Feng Chui Xue" instantly trembled and wanted to escape.
However, the masked man only glanced at him, and the sword fell silent instantly.
"With this little ability, how can you take revenge?"
"kill!"
The sword never returned to her hand, but Chen Peiyao did not flinch at all. The surging sword energy condensed into a huge white air sword above her head, and she slashed down with a bang.
"The sword energy transformed into shape, as expected..."
The slight smile hidden under the black cloth was not noticed. The masked man stretched out two fingers and easily blocked this powerful blow with just the back of his fingers.