The girl's answer was full of confidence and did not look like she was lying. Combined with the cultivation level of a fifth-level warrior, the man on the roof was even more convinced of the girl's words.
"Oh? Then I got lucky today. I was able to capture the leader of Yuchai. Can such a great achievement allow me to catch up with those three old owl snows?" The man smiled happily,
He didn't pay any attention to the fifth-level martial artist below. It seemed that in the eyes of the man, taking the life of the girl named Guan Shanyue was already a certainty.
Facing the contempt of the man on the roof, the girl just kicked the heavy Yanyue knife sideways. With her right hand holding the end of the handle as the center, the Yanyue knife drew a perfect arc and gently rested on the girl's shoulder.
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The girl with slumped shoulders and one hand holding a knife leaned over, raised her eyes and stared at the feminine man wrapped in a fur coat on the roof. She glanced at the pair of slender finger gloves that the man put on the outside of the coat, and the intricate silver
A pair of gorgeous finger cots assembled by machines, which can be called works of art, are worn on the man's hands. Upon closer inspection, there is an obscure brilliance flowing around.
Guan Shanyue suddenly shouted loudly for no reason: "A mere owl snow, one hand is enough!"
The girl's momentum was like a rainbow, and the previous decline of blood loss and broken arms was wiped away with this angry shout, and the warrior's energy and spirit began to surge at the same time.
The man wrapped in a fur coat was stunned for a moment, and then he took the girl's soliloquy as an act of encouragement. After understanding it, he laughed even more wildly: "Hahahahaha! After all, she is still a girl, really.
Do you think you can escape death by cheering yourself up? Your Yanyue Sword, which weighs over a hundred kilograms, can't even use your hands like an arm. Now that your left hand is broken, how can you wield your Yanyue Qinglong?"
The green wind blew up, and in the misty sky and rain, the girl in green ignored the man's taunting and jumped out, her figure as fast as a green snake in the forest and as fast as lightning.
Xiao Xue on the roof saw the girl taking a preemptive strike. He was disdainful at first, and then a touch of surprise appeared in his eyes. The target of Yuchai's leader Guan Shanyue's first attack was not the biggest threat on the roof, the unknown Xiao Xue, but someone who had been keeping a close eye on him.
Bai Yehua in the distance!
Even with a life-threatening jackal biting behind her, the girl never forgot the mission Yu Shuheng gave her. That Xiao Xue came because of her identity as the Jade Hairpin Assassin, and his target was her life.
.Only the young man in white holding a python bone knife was the only one among the enemies present who could possibly harm the life of the Minister of Rites.
Completing the task is the primary goal, and wealth and life are nothing more than the capital to complete the task.
Guan Shanyue shook the blue dragon on his shoulders as he galloped, and the sound of the dragon's roar once again filled the small house of the civil servant. The figure with the long knife on his shoulder had already landed in front of Bai Yehua amid the loud roar.
"Madman!" Xue Xue, the owl on the roof, felt more humiliated by the girl's unexpected behavior. He immediately put his hands together, and the bone knuckles with an unusually long length were pulling wisps of silver threads. The sky was dim, and in the shadows indoors
An invisible beast woke up at the same time, and the flowing silver light danced from the man's fingertips, pulling up an invisible giant net in the small room and covering it towards the girl.
"I have accepted the corpse of Leader Yuchai." In Xiao Xue's eyes, the girl has become a turtle in a urn. The entire front hall has been covered with nets hidden in the girl's path. As long as he bumps into it, it will be five years old.
Jing Wufu's golden body will also be broken apart one by one by the murderous threads he has cultivated for most of his life.
The snare laid by Xiao Xue is full of murderous intent. Now that the beast opens its mouth, it is no longer possible to cover up the smell of blood that has accumulated on it for a long time. Guan Shanyue can even see the blood-stained silver threads in several places and smell the smell of blood belonging to his just-broken left arm.
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The girl bowed, held the handle of the knife tightly with her right hand behind her back, and plunged into the snare in the darkness.
Even Bai Yehua couldn't help but swallow. In fact, even if the pony-tailed girl didn't attack him, he had already lost the idea of attacking Mr. Wen again. After a brief fight, the girl's solid cultivation completely defeated him.
The pride of finding a new way was shattered, and the sharp sword of the sword cultivator on the ninth floor was unable to fight back against the Yanyue sword of the five-level martial artist.
But now, not long ago, his opponent, who he had regarded as an ant-like one, was about to be cut into pieces under the invisible nets around him. The young man suddenly felt that his cultivation level, which was only on the ninth floor, was so unworthy of praise.
This was the first time since he left the Bai family's ancestral home that he felt that the center of the world was far away from him. Even the gray sky outside the cracks in the roof suddenly seemed to have risen tens of thousands of miles.
It’s not strong enough, Bai Yehuaxin said.
The drizzle outside the house paused briefly at this moment. The young man soon discovered that this was not an illusion caused by amplified perception, but that the girl in the dark began to exert her strength. In the dim room, a majestic sword energy came towards her.
Rushing away outside.
In the room where the murderous intention was hidden, where the young man could not see, Guan Shanyue's right hand was swinging at a very small speed at high speed. The girl who kept walking was still sprinting forward quickly. The air around the girl began to hear the sound of the blade breaking.
sound.
Among the people present, only Xiao Xue on the roof began to sweat. As the weaver of the snare, he, the "spider beast" who was the culprit in the middle, naturally knew every thread in the snare beneath him.
And this is what scares the man. From the sensation coming from the fingertips of his hands, the "net" around the girl is crumbling at an irreparable speed.
You must know that each of the "spider threads" that make up this web needs to go through hundreds of processes before it is forged. Its sharpness is not inferior to that of everyone's famous swords, and its hardness is even worse.
The proud record of cutting off the world-famous broadsword.
What the girl did with her tiny movements of her right hand was to use the one-inch tip of the Yanyue knife to accurately cut off every murderous thread.
Even though she couldn't hold the knife with her left hand, the pony-tailed girl was still able to use her shoulder as an axis and use the skill of her right hand to cut through the net without wasting any extra energy and hit Bai Yehua.
The moment the net was broken, the girl's blurry figure in green became clearer in front of Bai Yehua. The young man's mind, which had been shocked by the girl's unconventional behavior, went blank. In his hazy state, he vaguely heard a man yelling at him: "Flash"
open!"
Then the clear clang of metal striking against each other was heard in his ears. Guan Shanyue held the handle of the knife with one hand and swung the Yanyue Sword, which hung ten inches away from his side, making it difficult to move any further.
The girl gritted her teeth and looked at the thin strands of silver threads on the blade, which were looming as the light changed. The owl Xue finally took action and saved Bai Yehua's life. Even though he had expressed his disgust before, at the moment of life and death, the man
Obviously, he still cannot sit idly by and ignore this young man from the Bai family who has a special status.
She felt the stagnant resistance on the blade. After repeated efforts, the girl's right hand could not restrain itself and began to tremble, and the sequelae of excessive force began to occur. Unable to kill the enemy with one blow, Guan Shanyue could only try to shake the blade after a short pause.
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"Damn! Damn! Damn!" A man's hysterical roar came from the roof, breaking the originally murderous deadlock.
Xiaoxue's hands were trembling, and she couldn't stop the regret in her eyes as she said sadly: "Do you know that this piece of murderous thread is worth tens of thousands of taels of silver under the mountain! The few pieces you cut off casually are worth several dollars to ordinary people.
Eat and drink for the rest of your life? You deserve to die! If I kill you, the leader of Yuchai, and you can’t let me be the leader of Xiaoxue, then it’s really a loss-making deal!”
The man was still chattering endlessly. Seeing his emotional breakdown, Guan Shanyue roughly understood how precious the no less than fifty pieces of murderous thread he had just cut off were.
Taking advantage of Xiao Xue's complaint, the girl failed to draw the knife, so she used the Yanyue knife that was twisted in place, pulled her body forward with force, and kicked Bai Yehua out of the house with a kick.
The girl's kick was so powerful that even with the python bone knife guarding her, Bai Yehua still felt like a hammer striking a bell in his chest, and his vision went dark for a long time.
Having temporarily solved the trouble on this side, Guan Shanyue did not dare to neglect, twisted her waist to avoid the spider webs wrapped around her head, and finally gathered some strength to exert force with her right hand, and then stepped heavily on the ground with her left foot.
The house began to shake with violent vibrations.
The locked blade of the Yanyue Knife finally became loose, and the knife in Guan Shanyue's hand became free. Unable to hold back any longer, she jumped towards the roof.
The journey was smooth, and the girl could clearly feel that the nets all over the house had been taken away. As the girl got closer and closer to Xiao Xue on the roof, she looked up and saw that the light in the sky began to break. Xiao Xue had not removed the nets.
She just wanted to capture him, but she planned to gather all the spider threads in one place and completely strangle the Yanyue Qinglong in her hand!
The man expected that the girl would be indomitable and would never shy away from a fight. This is exactly what the girl did. The girl turned sideways in mid-air and turned into a huge circle. The Yanyue Sword raised up was accompanied by a thousand catties of strength and struck heavily.
Being struck by a web that could cut the light, the man in the center of the web felt that the web under him was stretched to the extreme at this moment, and every spider thread on the web was stretched straight. This was a sign that he was approaching the limit.
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But fortunately, his web held up, and there were still enough spider silks on the web. No matter how sharp the unstoppable Yanyue knife was, and no matter how strong the girl's strength was, he still managed to withstand the full blow of the fifth realm warrior!
Then as long as the spider silk wraps around it, and along with the girl in mid-air, he can completely strangle this troublesome jade dragon head, and let her be buried with his dozens of priceless murder silk.
In the misty rain, the girl raised her head against the fine raindrops, raised her breath again in mid-air, climbed up the stairs in one step, and burst out with a burst of energy. She hung upside down in the same posture as when she kicked the knife before, turned over and kicked the head of the knife heavily.
There was a dragon roar rising from the mountainside, and the girl's released inner energy turned into Qinggang, swinging away the mist and mist within a hundred miles. The jade dragon raised its head, and the extremely tight net collapsed as quickly as possible with this kick, and the moon-shaped Qinglong emerged again.
Drawing a perfect circle, a bright moon suddenly appeared in the dim light of the early morning.
After a flash, blood burst out from the man's chest in mid-air, and he fell straight down like a bird with broken wings.
"Save me! What are you waiting for! Are you going to let the barbarians from the southwest ride on top of our snow-walking camp!" The man who fell on the roof lifted up a large piece of black tile, twisted his body and crawled away from the girl holding the knife.
Guan Shanyue watched as the previously arrogant man climbed away step by step. The girl stood proudly on the eaves of the roof. On the roof of the surrounding open house, figures wrapped in black fur and white collars were seen in the mist.
appear.
I don't know when, on the roofs surrounding the house of the Minister of Rites, there were five more figures scattered everywhere, silently staring at the two people on the roof like carrion-eating carrion birds.
One of them said to Guan Shanyue through the air: "The barbarians in the countryside should go back to the countryside."
Another female voice interjected: "She is the only one and we won it together. After all, she is still a jade dragon head. Don't let the good goods delivered to your door go to waste."
Guan Shanyue tilted her head and looked at the woman. The woman, who was still looking graceful even though she was wrapped in mink fur, suddenly felt a chill on her back and her expression became cold. Behind the woman, a figure in green appeared at some point. The same figure appeared.
He has a curvy figure and wears a hat to hide his features.
Not only her, but not far behind several other Xiaoxues, there was another figure invariably appearing, some tall or short, some armed or bare-handed. They were all dressed in green, wearing hats on their heads, but their true appearance was not visible.
Xiao Xue, who had been seriously injured, felt his head go dark. The figure behind him leaned over and looked at him. The man suddenly discovered a fatal detail. Guan Shanyue's words before the battle were not the so-called self-praising at all, but
He is shouting to this group of colleagues in the dark, showing that he has no problem.
The girl had full confidence in breaking through his trap from the beginning, and he was the initial prey.
Guan Shanyue stabbed the Yanyue Sword in her hand, which was taller than herself, on the eaves at her feet, glanced around, and said condescendingly: "The general said, if we win the battle, I'll treat everyone to some steamed buns."