Just as Po Meng retreated, a sword roar sounded from behind.

The young man came to kill with a sword. By taking him by surprise, he already had the upper hand, giving him three more chances of winning.

The sword was as powerful as breaking a bamboo, and it went straight to Meng Po's heart. The sword technique was more ruthless and cunning than the killer, which made Po Meng panic.

However, after all, Meng Po has been in the assassin world for many years, and her experience and methods are far beyond ordinary people. I saw Meng Po tap her toes, and her pair of cloth shoes actually made a big hole on the floor, and her body rose into the air and flew towards the ceiling.

Go and want to escape.

A killer is a killer. His goal is to kill people. He can escape thousands of miles away if he can't hit him with one hit.

The best assassination opportunity has been missed, there is no need to linger any longer.

A person suddenly jumped up from the ceiling, and it was Yu Zhi. Yu Zhi held a sword in his hand, and his martial arts energy followed the lines of the three little figures, and his speed suddenly increased.

"Die! Die, old woman!" Yu Zhi roared angrily.

The sword is so fast that it is like thunder in summer or snow in winter, and you are caught off guard.

The few days Li Haomiao helped Yu Zhi practice were not in vain. There were very few people in the same situation who could match Yu Zhi's reaction and speed. Even Ye Qinghuan could only be compared.

Meng Po is at the fifth level of breaking armor, but Yu Zhi is at the bottom of the sixth level. In terms of realm, Yu Zhi is stronger than Meng Po, but Yu Zhi has never learned any swordsmanship or martial arts.

The long sword pierced into Po Meng's shoulder, and a stream of blood shot out. Yu Zhi's martial arts energy followed the long sword and poured into Po Meng's body, constantly shattering the vitality in her body.

boom!

The old figure fell to the ground. Just as she was about to get up, Ye Qinghuan's sword had already landed on her throat.

"You... you two are not dead yet!" Po Meng's throat sweetened, and blood spurted out of her mouth. Her martial arts energy could not stop Yu Zhi's martial arts energy.

Yu Zhi smiled brightly and said, "Since I discovered something strange about this inn, how could I not take precautions?"

"But, my Meng Po soup is already..."

"I knew someone was going to kill me when I left Kyoto. From the moment you served the food, your purpose was already exposed. Poison!" Yu Zhi said eloquently, "Poisoning can only enter the body through the eyes, ears, mouth and nose, as long as you use

It is not difficult to block the five senses with the true energy and defend against poison for a short period of time."

Po Meng stared at Yu Zhi with her cold eyes. She was hunting geese all day long, but she was pecked in the eye by the geese.

"You have such scheming ideas at such a young age, no wonder I died in your hands."

Yu Zhi spread his hands and felt innocent. He didn't kill Ning Huan. He just made a deal with him.

At this moment, in the mountain forest outside the inn, a young man who looked like a scholar was sneaking in, with daggers hidden in his sleeves.

"Ah Ji, it's such a cold day, I'm freezing to death." Ning Huan rubbed her nose and looked at the inn.

At first, Yu Zhi did not kill him and spared his life. However, this was not a act of kindness by Yu Zhi, but an unexpected transaction.

The harmless smile of the young man appeared in Ning Huan's mind, and she couldn't help but tremble. "Oh, I don't know whether my choice is right or wrong. At this point, I can only take one step at a time, hoping that the boy can keep his promise.

"

Ning Huan stepped on the soft snow without making a sound. Tonight, he had searched the nearby mountains and forests, but he had not found the target yet.

Suddenly, Ning Huan's eyes lit up and she smiled, "Found it!"

Whoosh whoosh!

Three daggers opened their fangs like snakes and flew out from Ning Huan's sleeves. Their target was Meng Po's accomplice hidden in the snow.

He was also Ning Huan's accomplice.

Former friend, I'm sorry!

...

"Qing Huan, kill her!" Yu Zhi didn't talk nonsense. The villain died from talking too much.

Ye Qinghuan groaned with the long sword in his hand, and was about to kill Po Meng.

"Want to kill me? You are still a little green." Mrs. Meng clapped her hands on the ground and jumped into the air. Her old body spun in the air and she jumped up to the roof.

The wind and snow flew through the hole in the roof and flew into the hall, as did a ray of moonlight.

Squeak—boom!

Signal fireworks exploded in the heavy snow, lighting up the mountains and forests in the dark night and breaking the silence of the night.

Yu Zhi and Ye Qinghuan also flew to the roof. The snow had reached their ankles and the tiles were extremely smooth.

Old Huang also wanted to chase him together, but he heard Yu Zhi shout: "Old Huang, protect Wan Tong and the girl, and leave the man above to Qing Huan!"

Ye Qinghuan stood alone with his sword. In the moonlight and snow, he looked like a banished sword god. He looked sideways at Yu Zhi and asked angrily: "Leave it to me, what are you doing?"

Yu Zhi chuckled and said, "Qing Huan, you know, I am young and weak, and I have never practiced martial arts. I don't know how to fight."

Hearing this, even Po Meng was speechless. She covered the wound on her shoulder like an angry lioness.

He is weak, has never practiced martial arts, and cannot fight!

How the hell can you even say this?

Look, who made this hole in my body?

Po Meng smiled coldly, "Boy, both of you are going to die, both of you are going to die!"

Although there is only Po Meng in the inn, what about outside the inn?

In order to ensure that the assassination was foolproof, Meng Po and others teamed up to ambush Yu Zhi.

Po Meng was waiting for helpers who were ambushing outside the forest, but the signal had been sent out for a long time, and there was still silence in the forest, and no one showed up.

Have these bastards run away?

Po Meng has no doubt that they will do this. Most killers are selfish people, especially the killers under Mr. Three. It is commonplace to betray others and be betrayed by others.

When Yu Zhi saw this, he knew in his heart that Meng Po's helpers could not come, but Ning Huan had successfully dealt with those who were secretly there.

He smiled slightly and thought, since Xiao Yao and the others have not made any move yet, it seems that this matter has nothing to do with him.

What Yu Zhi cares about is not assassinations and ambushes. These dangers are everywhere on the way north. The important thing is how to identify these dangers.

Is the "fated" Xiao Yao also a source of danger?

Po Meng knew that those helpers would definitely not show up. When she saw this, she flew to escape. With one against two, and being injured, it was the stupidest choice to continue fighting.

"Qing Huan, don't let her escape!" Yu Zhi shouted.

"One sword calls the wind and snow!"

The light of the sword suddenly appeared, and the wind and snow were about to become chaotic.

With Ye Qinghuan as the center, the heavy goose-feather snow flew upside down into the sky like a whirlpool.

The wind is rustling, the snow is falling, and the world is ruthless.

Thousands of years of wind, thousands of years of snow, a sword summons the wind and snow.

Every wind and every piece of snow became the sword in Ye Qinghuan's hand. The sword light flickered, reflecting the light of the white snow, and swayed towards Po Meng's body.

A white light above the roof illuminated the dark night, shrouding Po Meng's body.

In the strong and dazzling light, a flash of bright red spread out.

Old Huang looked at the battle on the roof through the hole, his dim eyes flashed with light, and he murmured: "Compared to Li Haomiao twenty years ago!"

Immediately, Lao Huang sighed again, "Oh, it would be great if Miss likes Ye Qinghuan. I agree a hundred and a thousand. How come it's that boy Yu Zhi who has no vision!"
Chapter completed!