With the help of the faint light from the torch, he looked around again and found that he could only go back from the original road, but he knew that if he went back, it would be unsuitable for him to fall into a trap. But at this moment,
There was a dull sound of footsteps outside. He was not sure who had entered the secret room, and he couldn't help but feel panicked. He put the three iron balls wrapped in oilcloth on his shoulders, and then randomly
He searched around again.
Yang Yifu couldn't hide the shock in his heart, because his hand touched the emperor's body in the giant painting, and he found that the emperor's portrait was protruding. He pressed it gently with his hand, and suddenly there was a sound of the machine starting up.
reached his ears. Then he saw a small door opened in the wall of the giant painting that only one person could enter. He bent over and stepped towards the small door. When he took a step forward
When he opened the small door, there was another sound of the machine chiming, and the small door behind him was already closed.
The Yang family was originally a family of institutions. Yang Yifu had no fear of such an ordinary institution. It was just a secret door in a secret room. After he walked out of the dark and narrow passage, he saw something
A secret room that was larger than an ordinary house appeared in front of him. After sweeping his eyes from the secret room, he fell on the carriage placed alone. When he saw the open carriage, he
His expression suddenly changed.
Ye Yinfeng raised his long sword and tried to push away the two attacking Khitan soldiers. However, with his long sword, the two Khitan soldiers were in the wrong shape and were located on his left and right sides respectively. The movements of the other party
It was extremely fast, like a wolf pounce, causing his long sword to hit the air, but he was still calm in his heart. He turned around and dwarfed slightly to avoid the hands of the two Khitan soldiers.
Caught.
Just when his body slipped through the gap between the two Khitan soldiers, several powerful blades swept across his lower body, making Ye Yinfeng's movements slow down. He quickly moved his sword forward.
After several stabbings, there were several crisp metal chimes, and his body floated away at that moment. He raised his long sword, and a faint sword shadow with gleaming light waved around him.
rise.
Several scimitars passed by his side gently, and a scimitar slashed through his clothes, cutting a hole in his clothes, and a breath of coldness immediately penetrated into his body.
Within the body. And Ye Yinfeng's figure reappeared, the edgeless iron sword in his hand danced like the wind, and faint lights formed a halo in front of him, and soon there were several sounds of piercing the air rushing towards him.
However, the Khitan soldiers behind them gathered all their strength and shot out the strange arrows.
With a slight step of his feet, several feather arrows shot through the soles of his feet, and he waved his long sword to guard the empty door in front of his chest. At this time, the two bare-handed Khitan soldiers roared and they moved forward crazily.
Ye Yinfeng rushed away without any regard for his own safety. Facing the two people who rushed towards him, Ye Yinfeng's heart froze. How could he not know what the other party was thinking?
If one person holds him back, others will launch a series of fatal attacks.
With a sweep of sword light, his light figure rose into the air again, and the figures of the two Khitan soldiers quickly rushed to the place where he had just stood. It was obvious that together with his figure, there were two cold figures.
The blade quickly slashed towards his legs. However, several other Khitan soldiers holding scimitars stepped forward. There was no emotion in their eyes, neither fear nor joy.
There is that empty light.
With a "swish" sound, a feather arrow rolled with the cold breath of death and shot towards his back. He knew that there were three more feather arrows behind him that shot at different vital places on his body, which made him feel the most troublesome.
What's more, another feather arrow shot towards the sky above his head. A scimitar struck at his feet, several feather arrows shot out from his back, and another one locked the sky above his head, and he
But there is no way out at all.
Making a decision at the moment, he took a sudden breath, and without looking at the iron sword in his hand, he twisted it towards his back. With a slight step on his feet, his body moved a few feet away. Then he moved a few feet.
As the force of several impacts came from his hand, the arrows fell to the ground from the iron sword in his hand, and his body fell on the wall of a house. Only his body
As soon as he stood firm, the two unarmed Khitan soldiers turned around and ran towards the wall where he stood.
With two "Boom, Boom" sounds, the two Khitan soldiers violently hit the wall with dust, and the wall collapsed with their collision. A faint cold light shone in Ye Yinfeng's eyes. He had never
He had never seen such a brutal attack, and such a crazy siege gave him endless killing intent. At first, he didn't think these people would die, and he was not a murderous person, but again and again
The repeated entanglement made him very angry.
As soon as the long sword was retracted, his body stood on a stone that was thrown up by the impact. His body rose slightly with the stone, and the index and middle fingers of his left hand were on the blade of the edgeless iron sword.
With a slight click, "Condensation" he let out a light scolding. His figure was seen as a shadow, and the iron sword in his hand condensed with a faint and dazzling light. Then, his figure
, the iron sword in his hand, and the dazzling light merged into the cold night at that moment.
Ye Yinfeng had unprecedented feelings about himself using the Void Sword again. He felt that the power of this sword was too great, and it was so powerful that he felt very surprised. In the past, his martial arts level was too low.
When encountering an enemy, when you go all out, you can only use it reluctantly, but compared to the power of this sword in the past, there is a huge difference.
At this time, he was the master of the dark night, and the sword in his hand was the harvest artifact in the dark night. In the long night, he felt that the iron sword in his hand was condensed with an even more terrifying power.
, that is the majesty in the dark night, that is the power that is hidden in the dark night that makes people palpitate, and he is the master of that power. He seems to be able to command the darkness in the world, and his body is the power of the dark night.
part.
All this happened in the blink of an eye. The 10-born Khitan soldiers suddenly lost sight of Ye Yinfeng, and just as they concentrated their energy again, they saw only a few lights in front of them.
It shot out from the dark night. The blue shadow appeared from the dark night, but they were horrified to find that they had been locked by those rays of light, making them unable to move even half a minute.
.
The ghostly light shot out from the night and came to their eyes in an instant, but they were unable to move even a little bit. They could only watch the several ghostly lights shooting towards them. The several ghostly lights shot towards them in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into their eyebrows. A blue shadow came slowly from the endless night. He stepped into the void. The iron sword in his hand was surrounded by a dim light. His figure was like this.
Elegant, he is the controller of this night.
Before they had time to scream, four of the ten cubs died. The faint light sank into their eyebrows without even a drop of blood. Their bodies fell limply.
He fell to the ground. The four dead people included the two bare-handed people, and one person holding a scimitar. The last one was the person whose fingers were still on the bow string. In an instant,
Four people have fallen, and they are also top masters carefully trained by Yelu Blood Wolf.
Ye Yinfeng's body fell down, without picking up a trace of dust. His face was as calm as water, his eyes were shining, and the iron sword in his hand was condensed with a dazzling scarlet color. He turned to the remaining
The ten brothers looked at each other. The iron sword seemed to be drinking blood for joy, just like the trembling sword chant, trembling slightly in his hand. But the six brothers showed a strong hatred from their eyes.
In the light of the light, the ten brothers lived and died together. They let out a dull beastly roar from the bottom of their throats, raised their weapons and attacked Ye Yinfeng crazily.
Ling Tianyun and Yelu Xuelang punched each other hard, and the strong energy formed a powerful storm around them, causing sand and rocks to fly around them, and the dust billowing in the sky. And their
The figure couldn't help but sway, and the huge counterattack force pushed them both back several steps. However, the moment they retreated, the long knives in their hands clashed several times.
The energy burst out like a big storm, and the blades struck each other, causing razor-like aftermath to flow everywhere. The two fought together again, and the intertwined figures made bursts of dull explosions, accompanied by sporadic explosions from time to time.
Sparks flew everywhere, and the crisp sound of weapons clashing added a bit of music to this hearty fight. At this time, all their clothes were torn apart by the surging energy, revealing their strong upper bodies.
and a strong chest.
Yelu Xuelang's body and height are slightly better than Ling Tianyun's. His arms are extremely long, and the sound of the scimitar in his hand can be heard endlessly. Ling Tianyun's body is as strong as a pine tree, especially nourished by Jiuyang Zhenqi.
His skin began to glow with a faint golden color, and the sword in his hand condensed wisps of pale golden light. Both of their movements were open and closed, and both of them were swordsman masters with great sword skills.
, they showed endless power with each attack, defense, slash and slash, and they tore the night into pieces with every move and move.
Ye Yinfeng's eyes flashed with light. He looked at Ling Tianyun's battle situation, knowing that the two of them could not tell the winner for a while, and the six remaining cub brothers were also raising their weapons and frantically raising their weapons.
He rushed towards him. The iron sword in his hand was raised again, and a trace of blood flew up in the sword light. As his figure spun around, a man slowly fell down with his eyes wide open in anger. And he
As soon as his feet stepped forward, afterimages appeared among the figures of those people as if they were leisurely strolling through the courtyard.
When Ye Yinfeng's figure suddenly stopped, a rich blood energy condensed on his body, but behind him, the five figures stood still. They still held weapons in their hands, but their
His eyes lost their luster. After a breath or two, the five figures fell to the ground one after another. There was a scarlet blood spot between their eyebrows, and the blood spot slowly spread.
Then, with a final soft bang, gurgling blood sputtered out from between their eyebrows.
Turning around, Feng Qingyun calmly faced the group of other Khitan soldiers surrounding him. Ye Yinfeng's true energy stagnated slightly. He did not expect that killing the decombants would also cause him considerable injuries.
Especially when he was running between those people, an arrow came from across the sky and almost hit him in the thigh, but he still managed to avoid it with his exquisite footwork, but the lingering traces of him
The opponent's true energy in his body suddenly took advantage of it, causing him to suffer a lot of damage.
"Ah, murder." A miserable scream sounded. This sudden scream broke the depressing atmosphere. This miserable scream seemed particularly abrupt in the night. A figure looked like a madman.
Whoever it was that Ergouzi rushed out of Youyue Tower, his face was full of panic at this time. He shouted from time to time and danced around. He seemed not to have seen the man standing on the street.
Climbing into the heavily armored Khitan soldier, he screamed and rushed toward the street.
Xiaojiu rushed out of the secret room. When he rushed out, his feet were trembling with fear. He did not expect that he would rush onto the street full of Khitan soldiers. He couldn't help but feel an inexplicable palpitation in his heart.
, he pulled the oilcloth behind his back, but he still did not choose to move forward, because as long as he took one more step, he would dive into the circle surrounded by the Khitan soldiers.