night.

The vast night.

A dark and windy night!

moon.

Crescent moon.

Cruel crescent moon!

Such moonlit nights are very suitable for killing people. The shadows pass by in the darkness and the swords hide the cold light.

He stood quietly on the top of the third floor, with a black shirt and his sleeves as the wind. His eyes were dull but sharp as a blade. He had a slender sword in his hand. The sword was sheathed, and the sheath was so thin, and the sword should not be wide. The sword was very evil, and it was so evil through the sheath.

The master is the sword, and the man is the slave of the sword!

"Seeking and falling..." It's like the sound of the wind blowing the fallen leaves, but there are no trees downstairs, so it's even less likely that there will be leaves.

"Shashashashasha..." The sound finally changed, and it seemed that the strength was getting heavier! - It turned out that someone was urging his steps softly - their running steps seemed to be thieves, but the night was too quiet, and even breathing could be heard, let alone the sound of their steps?

There were three people who were rushing to walk, wearing black clothes. They were fumbled forward against the wall of the yard downstairs, and they had to take a few steps to take a look at the person holding the sword on the roof.

"Boss, I think we'll just watch under the yard wall. Anyway, that person won't run away." The person behind was obviously a little scared.

The man in the middle also said in a trembling voice: "I think the third brother is right. If that person is really Yan Qing, we will take one step further from the King of Hell. Brother, don't lose your life for the money!"

The boss is naturally the boss, and he is also the most courageous. He whispered to the two behind him: "Look at your unpromising appearance, we just walked in and saw what he looked like, and you are going to die?"

The third brother said, "Boss, I don't think I need to look at it anymore. The person's appearance and temperament are exactly the same as the person in the painting!"

The second brother also said, "Boss, why don't you stay here, boss? My third brother and I go to find the inn and stop when we see it!"

The boss was not unreasonable. He stopped thinking for a while, then looked at the 'Yan Qing' who was still standing on the roof, and nodded, "Okay, I feel my back feels cold when I look at him, so I will stay here to look at him. You guys hurry up and notify the inn owner!"

"It's so good, let's go..." The second and third brother hurriedly left in the dark.

"Hey, remember to remind the boss to prepare the money. The one we brought them to find Yan Qing is 50,000 taels, not 5,000 taels!"

The boss explained at the top of his voice that he was not afraid of his voice making noise on the people on the rooftop. On the contrary, he was still happy because 50,000 taels were about to fall into his pocket...

It is said that greedy people will not end up in a good way, and there will be no money for free in this world. It is naturally difficult for the inn to give 50,000 taels - it has to be said that getting close to "Yan Qing" is a fatal act!

The boss was squatting in the corner. He was thinking about how to go to Xiaoyao after he got the 50,000 taels, but when he looked up, he was shocked! Where is the person upstairs?

"Damn it, my 50,000 taels!" He cursed and was about to stand up, but suddenly one hand pressed him back from his shoulder.

"Who!" He exclaimed and was about to pull the knife at his waist! But another hand pressed his hand to draw the knife on the hilt!

The boss got angry, and he turned his head and scolded: "Damn it--"

"Bang!"

Before he could curse, he gave him a slap on the cheek.

The slap was very crisp, and the seemingly powerless slap made a few of the boss' teeth.

The boss was stunned by the slap, and he could only look at the person who slapped him honestly. In the dark night, he could only see the dull and dim eyes. Isn’t this the ‘Yan Qing’ who was standing on the roof before?

The boss blinked. Although it was dark, he could be completely sure that the person in front of him was the "Yan Qing" who offered a reward order!

"Yan... Lord Yan City, I... this..." He was so scared that he couldn't even speak clearly.

"Yan Qing" still didn't say anything. He seemed to be unable to speak. He looked at the boss with cold eyes for a long time, and finally he pulled out a reward scroll from the boss's arms.

The person in the scroll is naturally him, but how could he be Yan Qing? After seeing the scroll, he had an unforgivable murderous intent in his eyes.

"The Lord of Yan City... circumns--"

"Click!"

Before the word "Fate" was released, his throat was broken.

Jian Jue threw the body of the "Boss" to the ground, and the portrait in his hand was torn into paper scraps by him. He looked angry at his appearance - he was even indifferent and invisible.

"Swish!" Suddenly, two black figures fell beside him. The figures carried a corpse on their shoulders. After a closer look, they were the "second brother" and the "third brother" who had gone to the inn to report the news.

"Sir, the inn is just north of the small town. Do we want to go and clear it?" asked one of the figures.

"I didn't expect that I would encounter such an interesting game on the trip to the northwest. Who would be so interesting?" Jian Jue asked himself, looking at the two corpses on the ground, and asked again: "Is there anyone else besides them?"

"have."

"How many."

"The people in the world all over the city have a portrait of you."

"It's all from which inn?"

"Yes, your portraits and the rewards from Pili Hall are all from that inn."

"Who is the origin of that inn?"

"The inn is located in the north of the small town. It dares to blatantly offer rewards to Pili Hall in this city. Its power cannot be underestimated. However, their class is very strict and always holds the title of doing business."

The sword desperate moon spit out three words: "Canglong meets..."

"Is it destroyed?"

"It cannot be destroyed."

"Will some people in the city kill them?"

"I can't kill you, just wait and see," he said as he jumped up to the wall of the stairs, without looking back: "Dispose the bodies of these people quickly, don't let someone surround me again in the future." After saying that, he jumped down the wall of the stairs and disappeared.

Two black shadow swordsmen fought against the three people on their shoulders. They jumped in two steps and headed towards the woods behind the small building. After a few steps of light skills, the two landed in the center of the woods.

They dug a big pit, threw the three of them into the pit, and filled the soil. Just as they turned around and left, a sound came from all directions:

"Sword Net's hands and feet are very skillful, killing people is like cutting vegetables, and destroying corpses and traces."

"Who!" The two were not surprised. They looked back and listened to all directions with their backs. It was indeed a first-class killer organization!

"You are killers, but I am the one who came to kill you." The voice was getting closer and closer.

The black shadow swordsmen were not distracted, they looked at each other and looked at the darkness north of the woods.

But they were wrong. Yan Qing's voice came from the north, but his sword and figure flew from the west and south respectively!

"Swish!" The sword breaks through the air, the murderer!

"Puchi!"

"Click!"

The sword stabbed into one person's heart, while the other person's neck was broken by Yan Qing's hand.

Killing is only a matter of thought, and even a dead leaf that says farewell to the branches has not yet fallen to the ground.

Yan Qing pulled out the sword, and he pulled the back of the two people's necks and looked carefully. Sure enough, there was a tattoo of the word "net" engraved on the back of the two people's necks.

Leng Wuqing was right. Jianwang either chased after him or waited in front. Now it seemed that they were in this small town.

This is not a good situation, because Yan Qing was not sure that he could defeat Jianwang Jianjue, so he had to leave soon.

"Seeking and falling..." It looks like the cool breeze sweeping the dead leaves falling on the ground.

"I'm ecstatic!" But the wind's steps would never be so heavy, someone was walking towards him.

Yan Qing suddenly stopped. He knew that even if he could leave now, Jian Jue would follow him until he chased him... There would always be a life-and-death battle between the two!

"It takes no time to find a place where you can find it without any effort."

The sword was like a stomping on the wind, and the sword in his hand was slowly unsheathed - the sword's scabbard was black, and the sword body was also black!

Yan Qing seemed indifferent. He glanced at the person who was walking towards him with his eyes, and first asked: "Are you Jian Jue or Jian Nu?"

Jian Jue said: "Based on the sword, accompanied by the slave of the sword."

Yan Qing sighed: "I have seen many sword fools. They are obsessed with swords as their lives and regard swords as their friends. But you regard swords as your master. Will this make your swordsman higher?"

"After the human sword is combined, it is not your sword left and right, but your sword comes to you, and if you are dominated or left and right, isn't it its slave? - Being a slave to a sword is not a bad thing!" Jian Jue's black sword was completely unsheathed. He did not drag it on, and turned into a shadow and attacked Yan Qing in one step!

Yan Qing's sword intent is already strong, this battle should be very interesting, right?

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a loud loud bang exploded between the two!

The smell of gunpowder, the power of thunderbolt beads!

The explosion stopped the two people from fighting for life and death, and the entire woods were filled with pungent smoke and dust.

Jian Jue shook an internal force and dispelled most of the dust. Maybe he saw Yan Qing's figure in front of him?

"Pili Hall!" He vented his anger and swept his sword. His anger and sword energy shook the world. Half of the woods were over, and the white trees were broken!
Chapter completed!