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68, Shadow Sword

"Smoke?" Wang Yuanlang sniffed, and suddenly smiled disdainfully and said, "You mean that stove? No one told you that every elite in our Weiwei Department has received intensive training, and ordinary poisonous smoke has no effect on us."

But seeing those guards are full of energy and their eyes are powerful, there is no sign of sleepiness.

"I know." Yan Li still looked smiling.

"Then what training, I haven't been..." Li Yixiu fell softly and smiled bitterly before dizzying, "Brother Yan, you are so treacherous..."

Wang Yuanlang was stunned and immediately mocked: "What a waste, - catch him!"

The sinking cloud took a step forward, his jade hand flicked, and swept out with a strong wind of true energy. Five guards rushing up were swept out, two of them smashed the door and fell on the aisle.

"My inn!" The shopkeeper screamed like a pig slaughtering outside.

One of the guards who fell in the aisle glared at him angrily: "If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

"Hmph!" Chen Liuyun's clothes fluttered, and his beautiful eyes showed amazing pressure. "Is this how you do things outside? Weiweishi needs to rectify."

"What are you?" Wang Yuanlang's face was fierce, "A woman who was played with by her own students dared to point fingers at Weiweisi!"

"Looking for death!" Chen Liuyun raised his palm and slapped it, and cloud-shaped true energy swarmed out.

Wang Yuanlang actually did not retreat but advanced, and drew out his treasure weapon, murderous sword, infused his vitality, and used a move to "slash Huashan with force".

Bang!

The result was obvious at a glance. Wang Yuanlang was knocked away and hit the wall of the aisle. Not to mention the collision between palm and knife, there is no comparison between vital energy and true energy.

"Haha..." Wang Yuanlang had a trace of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth, but suddenly burst into laughter, "Chen Liuyun, after breaking through the real person, he still has this little force? Qu Youfeng is right, you are indeed seriously injured and have not healed. I just can't stand you with you. It seems that everyone is inferior to you, and even facing Your Majesty, there is no respect. This time it falls into my hands and just treats you instead of Your Majesty! - Both of them are just for me to take care of you!"

"kill!"

A big hole was also knocked out at the location of the window and door. Only the sound of Jiaye was heard, and elite guards from all directions rushed towards the two. The true energy of the sinking clouds was circulated, and they swept it gently, and there was an invisible force field that threw the guards close to them out.

But the enemy is boundless and even if it falls out, it will bravely counterattack, ignoring the pain.

The sinking clouds were seriously injured but they were not healed, and gradually they were exhausted.

Suddenly, the two guards broke through her and rushed towards Yan Li. Each of them had weapons of slaughtering countless times, and they slashed at Yan Li with a grim smile. Naturally, there was a process of arresting criminals first and then trial. This attitude was not like catching people at all, so it was better to put them to death and then go quickly.

Yan Li jumped back and fell on the bed. Before Li cliff came out, he stabbed the sword hilt with the second consecutive sting. The two guards screamed and fell back. Without energy, with his sword skills, he could easily repel the minions below the fifth grade among the guards, and it would be very difficult to get rid of the fourth grade or above. Even if the fourth grade or above were repelled by Chen Liuyun, with his current situation, he was afraid that he would be exhausted in less than a few times, and he would still have to be slaughtered by others.

Wang Yuanlang watched from a distance, and felt as if he was a mirror, and he sneered in secret. Suddenly, a tiger jumped and took advantage of the opportunity of Shen Liuyun being besieged to break through her, and the murderous knife took Yan Li's head.

The name of the sword is "killing intent", as the name implies, it is a sword with murderous intent attached.

Before the blade arrived, the murderous intent attached to the knife made Yan Li come to the ice cave. He hurriedly retreated, but unexpectedly he tripped his heel and fell at this critical moment. He hit the head of the bed, shaking his internal injuries and immediately pumped the air conditioner.

"First cut off your arm, and then slowly settle my brother's account with you!" Wang Yuanlang's eyes were full of resentment, so he was stained with a murderous knife. The blade was already cold and even more vicious.

The hand holding the sword is the life of the swordsman. Cutting the swordsman's hand is even more serious than cutting the life of the swordsman.

Yan Li's eyes shone with fierce light, pulled out of Li Cliff, and stabbed Wang Yuanlang's heart regardless of the crisis of breaking his arm.

Of course, this stab is not powerful. Wang Yuanlang can easily avoid it, but he does not avoid it. He has to suffer this sword so that resentment can reach a higher level and feel pleasure when torture it; and he will even break his arm even if he is injured.

At this moment, his whole mind was on Yan Li, and he didn't pay any attention to the sick ghost huddled in the corner.

The sick ghost was originally lying on the ground in a semi-coma, but suddenly opened his eyes, panic and fear disappeared, replaced by a fierce and cruel sword that he took from somewhere, stabbing Wang Yuanlang silently like a ghost.

"Beware of General!" A guard noticed and issued a warning.

It was almost time for Wang Yuanlang to hear the warning and realize that death is approaching. Compared to taking revenge, he cherished his life more. The knife that barely resisted Yan Li's arm was pulled back by him and retreated quickly, avoiding the sword of the sick ghost in a slight slight manner.

Suddenly, another palm wind came, and he didn't even look at it. He held the knife in his back hand and used his arm as a shield to block the palm. However, the true energy was terrifying and could not be completely resisted, so he flew out slanted.

Several guards rushed up and joined forces to catch them.

Shen Liuyun's palm seemed to have predicted it, and his aura was shocked, and he forced several guards to retreat, and he quickly picked up Yan Li, then rushed out of the window and door.

"Stop!" Wang Yuanlang shouted violently.

"If you don't have any chance, cough cough..." The sick ghost blocked the window and door, "Just try chasing someone..."

"Who are you?" Wang Yuanlang was shocked and angry.

"Brother Wang, that person is Yang Qing, a sick man." Before the sick man could speak, a loud voice came in from outside. He looked back in surprise and saw that Yan Li and the other two who had already rushed out had retreated, followed by a violent explosion.

But Shen Liuyun rushed out with Yan Li, and suddenly felt the sword light coming, and subconsciously raised his palm and slapped it, shattering the sword light. Only then did he see Li Yixiu, who should have been unconscious, standing on the tiles outside the window door, looking at the two of them with a smile.

"Aren't you dizzy?" Yan Li was shocked.

Li Yixiu said with a smile: "From the moment I stepped into the inn, I turned into my breathing, and those misty smokes were useless to me."

Yan Li rolled his eyes and said, "Crazy!"

Li Yixiu said innocently: "We will never be tired of deceitful soldiers. Besides, Brother Yan was planning to do it first." The sword weapon turned in his hand, and the sword flower was like a firefly, making people dizzy. Then he waved into the void and waved a black lightning.

At the same time, he said aloud: "Brother Wang, that person is Yang Qing, a tuberculosis ghost."

"Shadow Sword!" Shen Liuyun recognized Li at a glance and retreated back to the room without hesitation.

boom!

The place hit by the lightning exploded immediately. With the window and door as the center point, the hole further turned into a big hole. If Shen Liuyun did not retreat, she might be fine, but Yan Li would be strongly impacted.

Li Yixiu walked out of the black smoke and landed behind the two of them.

"Tuber tuberculosis?" Wang Yuanlang was stunned.

A guard whispered in his ear: "General, Yanshan thief does have a man named Yang Qing, a sick man who belongs to the swordsman camp. It is rumored that he is the young commander who killed the most under Yan Wushuang." "I didn't expect... cough cough..." The sick man said, "The noble man of Yongling... cough cough cough cough... actually recognized me..."

This person said three or two words, and it must be accompanied by a cough, and he looks like he is dying of illness, but he is still a young commander.

Li Yixiu smiled and said, "If Brother Yan is in Songyang City, there is no reason not to think about it more, and your illness doesn't look like a pretender. Before coming, I put a lot of effort into the information robbed in Yanshan. Since the tuberculosis is here, Sun Changzhi, the medicine farmer who is inseparable from him, probably won't be away."

As he said that, he turned to the black-faced old man who was huddling in the corner, "Is it right, Mr. Sun."

When the old man heard that he was exposed, he stopped pretending. He saluted Yan Li first, and said, "Li Yixiu, the current Jingzhao Yin, the only son of Li Boyong, and the last pride of the academy, is suspected to have understood the truth of martial arts. My leader has a high evaluation of you, but he didn't expect to be a little lower. Not only is his strength first-class, his mind and means are also first-class."

"I'm sorry, I dare not take it." Li Yixiu smiled faintly. Maybe it was, but he couldn't see where the "shamed" was.

"My illness... cough cough... is real... murder... cough cough... is also real..." Yang Qing, a tuberculosis ghost, suddenly fitted and rushed towards Li Yixiu.

At the same time, the medicine farmer Sun Changzhi also rushed towards Wang Yuanlang.

Shen Liuyun did not hesitate and immediately took Yan Li to try to cross Li Yixiu.

"If there is no need, I really don't want to hurt anyone." Li Yixiu's sword was beyond imagination. At the moment of his movement, Yang Qing's sword force was disintegrated, and then the sword light suddenly rose. Yang Qing retreated at a faster speed than before, and hit Sun Changzhi, who was repelled by Wang Yuanlang.

The two were surrounded by the guards' weapons and had no chance to resist.

Li Yixiu solved Yang Qing with half a move, blocked Shen Liuyun's way, and said seriously: "Two, please don't resist anymore. If you have no eyes on the sword, you will inevitably be unable to hold back your strength."

It was a very serious threat. Although Shen Liuyun was not afraid of him, he was not sure to protect Yan Li in the fierce fight and he was hesitant for a moment.

"Forget it, I'm tired." Yan Li suddenly surrendered.

Wang Yuanlang waved his hand, and a guard locked him and the two young commanders with a tie chain. As for Shen Liuyun, no one had the courage to tie her up.

"Come, take them away!" Wang Yuanlang waved his hand.

"Let's go." Li Yixiu frowned and said, "Brother Wang, I promised to catch someone and let me deal with it. This is the condition for agreeing to act together."

Wang Yuanlang looked at him in the eyes and knew that his words were serious. If he didn't do what he said, the consequences would be difficult to predict. They were students of the same class of academy and knew each other's temper very well.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Half an hour, for the sake of your and my friendship for so many years, just give Yan Li to me for half an hour. I promise he will be alive!"

"Your guarantee seems to be unreliable, which reminds me of some unpleasant memories." Li Yixiu said.

Wang Yuanlang pulled him aside and whispered: "He is the murderer who killed my brother. Please, just because we have been in love for so many years, I owe you a favor. Don't you really want to know who the owner of the tomb in the palace is. As long as you promise me, I will tell you this secret."

"Do you know?" Li Yixiu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Swear in the name of the Martial God Mansion!" Wang Yuanlang cursed.

"make a deal!"

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