In Chen Mansion, in a guest room, Li Xiaoyao was sitting on a wooden bed meditating. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and a sharp light shot out from his eyes. He swayed out of the guest room, and came
Arriving at the courtyard of the Chen Mansion, he transformed into a big roc and flew up from the ground. It should not be said to be a big ostrich. He crossed the wall of the Chen Mansion and disappeared into the long snowy night.
In an inconspicuous inn in Dehua City, in a clean and tidy guest room, two guests were chatting softly in the dim candlelight. One of them, a man in a green shirt and dressed as a scholar, suddenly stopped.
After the conversation ended, he frowned. The eyes of another man in gray shirt were shining brightly. He and the scholar in green shirt looked at each other, and their expressions suddenly changed. The two pushed away the door next to the guest room.
They both jumped out of the wooden window and landed gently on the street. The two stood on the street, listened solemnly for a while, and then immediately spread out their bodies and flew on the street.
A few ups and downs disappeared into the wind and snow. A thin layer of white snow had accumulated on the ground, but no footprints of the two people were left.
"Bang" sound,
The right palm of the man in black slapped Ye Yinfeng's left chest. The dead branch in his hand turned into broken branches after being immersed in the throat of the man in black. Ye Yinfeng felt bursts of tears on his left chest.
Painful, the internal force in the palm of the man in black was destroying his internal organs wantonly, and he only felt a thick stream of blood spit out from his mouth.
Ye Yinfeng was knocked several feet away by the palm of the man in black. He flew upside down several times before falling to the ground. His whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he lay weakly on the snow, looking at
The body of the man in black slowly fell to the ground.
A lucky fight gave him the best opportunity first. Thinking of the scene just now, he couldn't help but shudder. If it weren't for the mentality of the man in black who underestimated the enemy, he would have been afraid that he would really be doomed. He turned over weakly
He was lying on his back, and there was a numbing pain on his left shoulder and left palm, which kept stimulating his nerves. The internal force of the man in black flowing freely in his body kept destroying his internal organs.
A trace of drowsiness began to invade his brain. Was he really going to die? The man in black gave the death palm with almost all his strength. He couldn't feel his ribs and didn't know how many were broken.
, all the internal organs have been displaced. Ye Yinfeng was unwilling to give up, and a strong desire for survival filled his brain.
The Taiqing Qi in his body seemed to know his current situation, and accelerated its operation on its own, running repeatedly in his body day after day. But he was completely unaware that his breathing began to weaken.
Ye Yinfeng lay on his back on the snow, looking at the snowflakes falling in the night sky. The snowflakes began to accumulate slowly. Ye Yinfeng seemed to see the snowflakes becoming his sister Ye Ruyan's brilliant
The innocent smiling face seemed to be calling him softly: "Brother, brother,"
Ye Yinfeng stretched out his hand with difficulty, as if wanting to touch his sister's smiling face, but dropped it weakly. After a while, Ye Ruyan's smiling face disappeared, and began to merge into his father's kind smiling face, which seemed to be calling him, he
His consciousness began to blur, and he saw his mother's peaceful face again, and his third uncle Ye Ran's face full of vicissitudes of life. After a while, the snowflakes turned into the face of the sloppy old Taoist priest.
Are you really going to die? Ye Yinfeng had the last trace of clear consciousness left and whispered silently. He heard someone say when he was a child that people who are about to die will see their deceased relatives. Two drops of tears streaked across his face.
Cheeks, he tried to open his eyes wide again, wanting to see the faces of his relatives transformed into snowflakes again, but his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand stones and slowly closed. His consciousness began to dissipate and he slowly lost it.
Awareness.
The wind got stronger and stronger, and the snowflakes flying in the sky became thicker. The unconscious Ye Yinfeng was covered with snowflakes. From a distance, it looked like a pile of white snow. The white snow on the street became thicker and thicker.
Two figures rushed towards the wind and snow, and stopped not far from the unconscious Ye Yinfeng.
"Hey, brother, isn't this the boy from the ruined temple?" The man in gray shirt made a "squeaking" sound as he stepped on the white snow and came to Ye Yinfeng's side. He said to the other scholar in green shirt.
"There is another person over there." The scholar in green shirt discovered that there was a man in black lying three or four feet away from the unconscious Ye Yinfeng. He stepped forward and carefully looked at the man lying on the snow.
The man in black inside found that the man in black had his eyes wide open and had already died.
Looking down the eyes of the man in black, the scholar in blue suddenly shrank slightly, and saw a small piece of dead branch stuck in the throat of the man in black. Bright red blood flowed down the dead branch.
, seeped into the snow, and the dazzling bright red made people feel very uncomfortable. Just a dead branch killed the man in black, and even he couldn't do it. He
Looking at the black clothes of the man in black that was soaked in blood, I saw two barely legible words "piercing the sky" on the chest of the man in black.
The scholar in green shirt showed a solemn look in his eyes and took a slight breath of cold air. Who is the assassin of the Tiantian League? Could it be that this young man used this dead branch to kill the assassin.
It would be too unbelievable for this to happen. A guess popped up in his mind, it should be a lose-lose style of play. He couldn't help but have a strong interest in the young man lying in the snow with unknown life and death, and at the same time he admired this young man.
courage and wit.
"Brother, this young man is not dead, and his heart is still beating." The man in gray shirt felt Ye Yinfeng's breath, then touched his chest with his hand, and said loudly to the scholar in green shirt,
"It's just that this young man is breathing very little, so he may be in danger."
When the green-shirted scholar heard this, he immediately walked to Ye Yinfeng and helped him up, who was unconscious. He saw that the young man's left shoulder and right hand were still bleeding, and the blood stains began to slowly turn black. However,
It didn't turn black at all, as if there was a force suppressing it.
"It seems that this young man has been poisoned, and has two broken ribs, and obviously suffered serious internal injuries." The scholar in the green shirt asked the man in the gray shirt to hold Ye Yinfeng upright and lightly press his back vest with both hands.
A strong internal force was flowing into Ye Yinfeng's body. The scholar in green shirt had a puzzled look in his eyes, because the internal force he put in seemed to be repelled by another powerful force. He couldn't help but increase the flow of energy.
The inner strength is still the same.
Ye Yin, who was unconscious at this time, showed no reaction at all and had no idea what was inside his body or those two people.
"It's strange. This young man's inner strength and mental skills are very strange." The scholar in blue shirt murmured.
"Brother, what's wrong? Is this boy really hopeless?" The man in gray shirt who was supporting Ye Yinfeng asked anxiously.
The scholar in green shirt was about to answer,
At this time, a long roar resounded through the windy and snowy night sky, from far to near, and in a moment it came to the street where Ye Yinfeng was.
The scholar in blue and the man in gray looked at each other for a moment, and secretly exclaimed: Could it be that other assassins from the Assassin's Sky Alliance are coming? Listening to the roar, it was obvious that they were people with deep inner strength. They were all on guard, looking at
The arrival of the howling man.
Through the white light of the snow, they saw a fat figure falling from the sky with snowflakes all over the sky, not far from them. They saw a man about fourteen years old, wearing a large
The fat Taoist priest in the Taoist robe looked at them coldly, and the Taoist robes all over his body suddenly swelled up like a giant balloon. The fat Taoist priest looked at the unconscious Ye Yinfeng they were supporting, and his face was slightly pale.
With a sudden change, a pair of original eyes narrowed, and sharp cold light shot out from them.
"You take care of this young man first. I'll go meet the fat Taoist priest. I suspect that this fat Taoist priest is pretending to be someone from the Citian Alliance. After all, the assassin from the Citian Alliance is so elusive that we have to guard against him." The scholar in blue shirt.
He whispered to the man in gray.
"Well, be careful yourself. This fat Taoist priest is not easy. If we really have to fight, I'm afraid I won't be his opponent." The man in gray nodded.
Li Xiaoyao quietly watched the man in gray holding Ye Yinfeng, and secretly cried out in worry. He was thinking about a good way to save Ye Yinfeng. But he didn't notice it at all.
Behind the man in gray and the scholar in green, there was a man in black lying three or four feet away, seemingly completely covered by the white snow.
The scholar in green shirt took a few steps forward. His whole body was filled with Qi and his nerves were tense. He stepped forward and was about to ask the fat man.
But he saw the fat Taoist priest flee, and his body turned into a spiral and rushed towards him. I saw the snowflakes in the sky spinning around the fat Taoist priest, turning into scenes of snow walls. The fat Taoist priest burst into a huge wave.
The momentum enveloped him.
What an astonishing internal strength, the green-shirted scholar sighed in admiration. At the same time, he also exploded his momentum to the extreme and rushed towards the fat Taoist priest.
Master, that man's cultivation was clearly not inferior to his own, Li Xiaoyao felt his heart sinking. It seemed that it would take a lot of effort to save that kid, he thought about it in his mind.
The aura of the green-shirted scholar exploded, and a thick aura hit Li Xiaoyao. The snowflakes flying in the air were immediately aroused by the colliding aura, and immediately turned into pieces of water mist.
With a loud "boom", the two figures collided together, and the strong wind stirred up turned the falling snowflakes in the air into little white lights that flew around.
"Master," the two of them exclaimed at the same time, and immediately separated their figures.
Li Xiaoyao quickly formed various seals on his chest with his hands, and his fierce momentum began to spread. The snowflakes turned into crystal clear swords on his chest. The momentum became stronger and stronger, and he saw that he was rising.
His face turned red, and his momentum had reached its peak.
He roared, and lightly drew a circle on his chest with his hands. In the seals formed by his hands, countless snowflakes turned into crystal clear swords and roared towards the scholar in green shirt.
"The Taoist Great Zhou Tianxuan Gong." The scholar in green shirt was stunned and exclaimed, "This Taoist master, please stop."
Li Xiaoyao heard the green-shirted scholar's screams and wanted to stop, but it was too late.
I saw sharp swords turned from snowflakes roaring and shooting towards the scholar in blue shirt. The scholar in blue shirt tried to dodge but it was too late. Even if he dodged, there was still the unconscious young man behind him.
The scholar in green shirt gritted his teeth, and white curtain walls suddenly appeared all over his body. The white curtain walls soared into the sky, and the white light flashed, which was particularly dazzling in the windy and snowy night sky.
"The Haoran Qi of Haotian Sect." Li Xiaoyao was also surprised when he saw this.
"Boom"
After bursts of deafening sounds,
I saw the scholar in blue shirt was in a miserable state, the white curtain wall was in pieces, and his blue shirt was torn several times. He felt his throat was hot, and he almost spit out the blood that suddenly surged up.
The white light all over his body has dimmed a lot.
Li Xiaoyao swayed and stabilized his body, but it was no big deal. He couldn't help but secretly groan in his heart. He didn't expect that the scholar in green shirt was actually a member of the Haotian Sect. Now the knot was getting bigger, and he couldn't help feeling
He cursed secretly.
"Cough, cough," just when Li Xiaoyao didn't know what to do, he only heard a cough. But Ye Yinfeng woke up in the arms of the man in gray. He ignored the other two and hurriedly asked Ye Yinfeng.
The wind goes away.
When Ye Yinfeng was in the darkness, bursts of loud noises pulled him out of the darkness. He opened his eyes and saw a fat and childish face appearing in front of him.
In front of him, the eyes on the fat face were full of concern. Although it was the second time for Ye Yinfeng to see the fat Taoist priest, he still felt a sense of intimacy from him.
"Fat Taoist priest, you are here." Ye Yinfeng said these words with difficulty.
When Li Xiaoyao heard this, he rolled his eyes in anger and shouted, "What fat Taoist priest? I'm your senior brother."