Chapter 774 Meeting on a narrow road

Yangcheng, the bumpy mountain road, six people running.`

Qing Wushuang, Xuanlong and four Qingmen women walked through the unfamiliar road in a hurry. They didn't want to walk on this difficult mountain road. Not only were the street lights dim, but there were dangers around them, but they had no other choice. Now hundreds of Longzhuang Gangs were chasing them like crazy, and the main road had been blocked by them.

Moreover, the other party also had a motorized unit composed of cars and motorcycles. If he didn't escape from here, there was no other way to survive. Long Shengqiang was shot to death by an arrow, and Longzhuang besieged them like crazy. No matter how three sharp arrows were there at that time, one of them would still have Qing Wushuang's life, but Longzhuang just put all the blood debts on Qing Wushuang's head.

They believed that Qingmen killed the eldest son.

Hundreds of crazy Longzhuang children were besieging them. If things were not too sudden, Longzhuang would not have time to set up layers of defense lines and guard the checkpoints. The Qingmen's children fought to the death and Xuanlong took full advantage. Qing Wushuang and the others were probably dead in the Long Family Garden. Even so, the six people were covered in blood and covered in scars, just like a dog who was stranded to escape here.

"These damn guards in Longzhuang dare to attack us. One day, I will kill them all."

"Those are all wastes. Can't you see clearly? Did the others kill Long Shengqiang? How could you think we took action?"

"Long Wenjing and Long Feifei are also idiots. Can't you stop your subordinates from getting things clear?"

"Xuanlong, you said, who would have killed Long Shengqiang? Provoked the relationship between us?"

Qing Wushuang, who was running with his long sword, gasping slightly, with a clear resentment flashing in his eyes, vowing to kill those people in the future and seek justice for herself and her dead sisters. At the same time, she did not forget to ask Xuanlong, the consecrated consecrated by the Hong Gang, “Can it be Ye Gong’s counterattack? But he shouldn’t have been so fast.”

She was confused: "Justice Hong and his team had just finished attacking, and Ye Gong ran to Yangcheng to take revenge. Even if they had wings, they were not that fast. I would still pinch me to Longzhuang to raise an army to ask for punishment? If it was Ye Gong's move, it could only be said that someone really betrayed us. If it weren't Ye Gong, who would have caused trouble? He also killed Long Shengqiang with one arrow?"

"The master of the sect, now is not the time to solve the problem. The most urgent thing is to escape and leave Yangcheng."

Xuan Long said lightly: "The truth will not emerge for a moment, and the mastermind behind the scenes will not solve your doubts. Let's leave here as soon as possible."

Qing Wushuang touched the corner of his mouth, then sighed: "Okay!"

She obviously realized that the group of six people had not escaped from danger and might be caught up by the Longzhuang gang at any time. Then she would be unable to fly, but she quickly raised a smile again: "It's really impulsive to raise an army to ask for punishment this time. Fortunately, Taoist Master Xuanlong was pressing the formation, otherwise I would probably fall on Ersha Island. Thank you Taoist Master Xuanlong for taking action."

"Qing Wushuang swears here that as long as I live, you will be the worship of Qingmen."

She made a promise to Xuanlong: "My glory is your wealth."

After the decisive battle in Hangzhou, Taoist Xuanlong withdrew from the Hong Gang's enshrinement. He lived alone in the mountains and forests, practiced martial arts and planted flowers, and wanted to wash his hands and no longer care about the world. This time, the three gangs were in trouble. In order to make the winning chances bigger, Qing Wushuang invited Taoist Xuanlong out of the mountain again with Hong Zhentian, visited the thatched cottage three times, and finally invited him out.

But he had to deal with it, so today he had a round with Qing Wushuang. After just a few hours of reunion, Taoist Xuanlong played a major role and made a bloody way to protect Qing Wushuang. If it weren't for his invisible killing sword, killing more than 30 people to intimidate the pursuers, Qing Wushuang would be bitten by the elites of Longzhuang if he escaped.

Qing Wushuang’s feelings for her from the bottom of her heart.

Xuanlong nodded: "Thank you, Master."

He lowered his head and swept the broken sword with many gaps in his hand, smiled bitterly and threw it on the ground. A trace of melancholy passed through Xuanlong's face. As soon as he entered the rivers and lakes, he was as deep as the sea. No one knew what happened next. He had just returned to the rivers and lakes and was infected with dozens of lives. It was sad. He just asked him to go back to the mountains and forests to live in seclusion, and he felt lonely again.`

During those months, he was so lonely that he was drinking yellow wine every day and looking at the sky. Xuanlong finally realized that his blood would be sprinkled on the world sooner or later.

"Swoosh!"

Just as Xuan Long turned his thoughts but was still moving, a detoured mountain road above his head suddenly sounded, and Xuan Long suddenly felt a gust of wind coming out of his head. Years of bloody battles made him dodge to the side, and he pulled Qing Wushuang away. Just as he moved away from his original position, several black shadows flashed away, and then a scream rang out.

"ah--"

A Qingmen family fell to the ground with a bang. Qing Wushuang looked down at the back. The latter had a bloody head, his forehead was sunken, and he collapsed under a tree.

Seeing her twitching, she was more dead and less dead. A few stones rolled around her, one of which was stained with blood. It was obvious that someone smashed the stone from the mountain road next to her.

The goal is to want your own life. With the lightning thoughts, Qing Wushuang couldn't stop looking up: "Who? Get out of here."

"call!"

When Xuanlong pulled Qing Wushuang behind him, the sound of breaking through the air sounded again on the mountain road above his head. The extremely fast black shadow pulled down a tree and quickly pounced down. He jumped out and pulled his sword to rush towards Qing Wushuang in an instant. The distance of seven or eight meters can be completely ignored for the attacker, and it makes people sigh at his fierceness and courage.

Although the scene was a little confused, the well-trained Qingmen's children quickly reacted and knew the spirit of cooperation of the group. After the stone was smashed, the remaining three people stood in the shape of a pin character immediately, protecting Qing Wushuang and Xuan Long in the middle of the crowd. However, they never thought that the killer would be so fast.

"Swoosh!"

Basically, their formation had just been formed, and the killer in Longzhuang clothes came to the scene. Taking advantage of the violence falling from the heights and adjusting to the highest state, a masked man rushed to Qing Wushuang in a blink of an eye. However, the mountain road was narrow, and he was still stopped by two Qingmen children who were blocking him in front of him!

And there are two raised crossbows.

There was an arrow on the bow. The masked man faced two crossbow arrows with an remaining arrow. His brain reacted surprisingly quickly. The moment the two sharp arrows shot out, he had already sideways, and used the second he turned sideways to swing his sharp thin knife to cut the throats of the two opponents, and his movement was like a passing meteor.

The two Qingmen's children had never seen such a terrible degree in their lives. This killer could dodge arrows at such a close distance and slashed his throat. This degree could only be described as terrifying and perverted. They watched the blade approaching in disbelief, and then, a sore throat and a stream of blood splattered out.

After a while, the two of them slowly fell backwards.

Qing Wushuang's face changed drastically: "Who are you?"

When Taoist Xuanlong was thinking but not moving, the killer was approaching the third Qingmen clan, and he was like a fallen leaf in the wind.

After avoiding the sword of the woman from the Qingmen, the killer reached out like a snake and wrapped her slender arm around her. Then, the blade swept and ruthlessly cut across the other party's neck.

"Don't go!"

Taoist Master Xuanlong had already guessed the identity of the attacker, and a thoughtful touch flashed in his eyes. A belligerent heat flashed, and Qing Wushuang turned his head slightly: "Master, this person is very skilled. For your safety, you climb the mountain path and leave. I will stay and cut off the back. Don't worry, I will send his head to you."

"You can't take risks in person."

Qing Wushuang also felt the danger of the killer and knew that he should not show off at this time, so as not to be surrounded by pursuers and lose his life. Then he would capsize in the gutter. Moreover, she knew Xuan Long's skills, the eighth-grade rank entered the sect, and Xuan Long was not as good as the seventh-grade and a half-grade, which was enough to block the killer in front of her, so she nodded with confidence: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

After saying that, she burst out her final fighting spirit and physical strength. She raised her left hand and shot out a rope, wrapped around a tree and pulled it violently. She flew around the wall and walked directly around the road ahead and went up to the mountain road above her head. Her agile skills showed her extraordinaryness. When the killer moved his steps, he wanted to chase him. The Xuanlong went horizontally like an iron tower.

He blocked the killer's way.

Perhaps feeling Xuanlong's murderous aura, the killer's eyes turned to him.

The killer held the thin knife and did not chase forward and killed Qing Wushuang. Instead, he stared at the Xuanlong in front of him, and blood flowed down from the tip of the knife under the erosion of the rain.

After a moment, the knife was washed clean, but the rain hit his face, but his indifference and murderous aura did not disappear, and even became stronger.

The two stood opposite each other, and their murderous aura was like the thousand-year-old frost.

"You are much more sophisticated than in the war in Hangzhou."

Xuanlong, standing under the mountain tree, stared at Tang Xueyi's knife, as if it was the most terrifying thing. The wind and rain were flying but he had not shaken his thin knife. Xuanlong sighed softly, his broad-minded black clothes were clamoring in the wind, and his eyes showed endless pity: "At that time, I was 80% sure to beat you, but now, less than 50% have arrived."

The killer just nodded, and he also recognized who the other party was, Xuanlong.

"If I have a good memory, your name is Tang Xueyi?"

Xuanlong looked at the killer and smiled: "Why do you have to pretend to be someone else's identity when killing someone? You shot an arrow in the garden, right?"

He looked at Tang Xueyi with indescribable appreciation and love, not like an enemy, but more like a confidant who appreciates each other, or like an elder who loves his younger generation. In the battle in Hangzhou, Xuanlong has fully appreciated him. Seeing Tang Xueyi's growth today, he felt even more relieved: "You are a very amazing person, and you should kill someone upright."

Tang Xueyi held the thin knife and said lightly: "The Taoist priest shouldn't come!"

Xuan Long asked curiously: "Why?"

Tang Xueyi spoke directly: "Those who block me will die!"

ps: On the last day of the end of the month, my brother smashed the flowers in his hands to prevent the website from being cleared and invalidated.
Chapter completed!