Just as Yang Qiushi was running back, a loud noise suddenly came from where he entered the town.
A ray of lightning fell from the sky.
There are no dark clouds here. Thunder and lightning are not produced by nature. They are used by man.
There is no one else except Ling Piaopiao.
Yang Qiushi ran quickly towards the place where Ling Piaopiao was. He was not nervous about Ling Piaopiao. But because he still needed Ling Piaopiao's antidote to relieve the poison on his body.
Not long after rushing out, groups of black-clothed masked men and fierce ghost wolves rushed out of the houses with doors and windows on both sides of the street.
"Kill him."
A masked man in black whispered, "You can't let him leave here alive."
His mind was shaking. Yang Qiushi knew that it was this group of people who killed the people in this town.
However, the outfits of these people shocked Yang Qiushi very much.
The black-clothed ghost wolf. This is the unique symbol of his Uncle Yin’s Black-clothed Army.
If this group of people were soldiers in black, Yang Qiushi couldn't imagine it.
However, he didn't have time to think so much, because no less than twenty people in black-clothed masked men rushed up, and there were also their ghost wolf mounts.
With a swing of the sword, Yang Qiushi shouted in a low voice, "The fourth style of the Long Range Sword Technique. Sword Drawing Style."
An extremely sharp sword energy swept forward with a destructive and decayed momentum.
The men in black who were blocking the front were injured and repelled. Some were even killed on the spot by the sword energy.
Yang Qiushi dared not fight with these people. He wanted to quickly meet Ling Piaopiao. Otherwise, even if he was esteemed for his good strength, he would have to be killed by these people.
Only by relying on Ling Piaopiao's spiritual saint-level strength can he leave here alive.
The long sword in his hand kept slashing. He didn't use any other sword moves. He just used the sword drawing from time to time.
And those men in black had no choice but to get into his body.
The sword-drawing sword energy is sharp and fast. As long as it is swept by the sword energy, it is either dead or injured.
While fighting, Yang Qiushi observed the situation in the field. There were men in black and ghost wolves from all directions. And people rushed here from other places from time to time.
Ling Piaopiao had long been shrouded in magic and the man in black.
He became ruthless in his heart. Yang Qiushi killed a man in black with a sword at the level of innate warrior. Then he shouted, "Bad woman. Let's get together."
On the other side, Ling Piaopiao kept pinching the magic in her hand, and she swung the magic from time to time.
Men in black died one by one under her powerful magic.
However, there are too many people in black. She is injured and cannot fly and walk. As long as her true energy is consumed, her generation of Zuiyinfang masters will die here.
This would be a great irony for her.
Hearing Yang Qiushi's words, Ling Piaopiao hurriedly increased the attack power and speed of the magic and rushed towards Yang Qiushi.
"Everyone retreated and let the ghost wolf go." At this time, a low voice sounded, "This person is injured. He cannot fly. Use the ghost wolf to consume her true energy. Then he is waiting for an opportunity to kill him."
Following the sound, Ling Piaopiao looked at her. She saw a man in black standing in a house holding a long sword and looking at her.
"Damn it."
Hearing this man's words, Ling Piaopiao snorted coldly. A sharp lightning flash fell from the sky and blasted towards the man.
However, the man seemed to have expected it and jumped down from the roof and avoided lightning.
After receiving the man's instructions, the other men in black retreated one after another. Their ghost wolf mounts rushed up one after another.
Facing the strong ghost wolf, Ling Piaopiao complained.
"Yan Yin, Yan Yin. Even if I have dealt with your woman before, it has not been successful. You don't need to send so many people to encircle me." Ling Piaopiao said in a panic and said in a panic, "I should have used it if I had known it before." The spiritual consciousness scans and comes in. It’s all the blame for that bastard.”
Until now, Ling Piaopiao thought that these people were Yan Yin who had attacked Ye Qingchen in Zhenbei City to revenge her.
"Sword Drawing Style."
"Sword Drawing Style."
"Sword Drawing Style."
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Yang Qiushi kept using the sword drawing style and rushed towards Ling Piaopiao in a bloody way.
"Damn. This guy only knows how to use this trick." A man in black said, "You can't let them meet. Notify the second master and let him deal with this son in person."
"Second Master." After hearing this, Yang Qiushi, who was fighting with other men in black, secretly remembered it in his heart.
"Sword Drawing Style."
Another sword drawing move was another move. The sharp sword energy drew across a sword rainbow and swept forward.
He kicked away the ghost wolf that rushed up from behind. Yang Qiushi took advantage of the power of the kick and quickly rushed towards the place where Ling Piaopiao was.
Finally, the distance between the two was getting closer and closer. It was less than ten feet long.
Although Ling Piaopiao was injured, she used her powerful magic to make her surroundings a vacuum, making it difficult for the men in black and ghost wolves to get close to her.
"Boy. Didn't you say that Yan Yin is your uncle. All the generals under him are your uncles? Why do these people even kill you?" Ling Piaopiao said, "I don't want to die here, mom. .”
"Bad women. These people are not my uncle Yin's subordinates. They have killed all the people in this town. They are going to kill us to silence us." Yang Qiushi said loudly while struggling to resist the men in black who were attacking him around him. He shouted, "Aren't you a Spiritual Saint? Hurry up and destroy them all."
"Who are you?" The man in black holding a thin sword jumped to Yang Qiushi and said in a deep voice, "Who is Yan Yin?"
Looking at this person, Yang Qiushi guessed that this person might be the second master whom these men in black just now.
He snorted coldly. Yang Qiushi said, "It's okay. He is my uncle. My uncles are the generals who are now in charge of the northern border army. If you kill us, they will definitely not let you go."
"Since that's the case, you won't be able to keep it." The man in black holding a thin sword slashed at Yang Qiushi with a sword and said, "If she is really a spiritual saint, then she will not be besieged by us."
Yang Qiushi hurriedly blocked the sword to block it. Then what shocked him was that the seemingly slender long sword actually cut off the long sword forged with five layers of black crystal stone in his hand.
The hesitant thin sword was longer than an ordinary sword. Yang Qiushi was slashed hard by the thin sword and his left shoulder blade.
However, before he could retreat, another cold sword stabbed him from behind.
A man in black stabbed Yang Qiushi hard on the back with a sword and pierced directly through his chest.
"Ah." A screamed. Yang Qiushi's eyes dimmed instantly.
A sword slashed horizontally. The man holding a thin sword slashed at Yang Qiushi's neck with one sword.
"bite."
A crisp sound, a jade bottle knocked the man's sword to the point.
A strong wind swept over. Ling Piaopiao rushed over with a mighty momentum. He knocked the man away with one palm. Then he grabbed Yang Qiushi who was falling to the ground and quickly crossed the crowd and shot into the distance.
"Puff" the man spit out a mouthful of blood. Then he stopped his body and covered his chest and looked at the two people who were leaving. Then he said in a deep voice to the people around him, "Change off your clothes and transport the food and grass as soon as possible. Kill all the ghost wolves before leaving. Death. Burn here."
However, after seeing Yang Qiushi being severely injured, Ling Piaopiao immediately endured the pain in her dantian regardless of the pain. She forced herself to fly over and hug Yang Qiushi and shot into the distance.
She took Yang Qiushi and did not fly far. She only flew less than twenty miles before falling into a weed.
Ling Piaopiao's face turned pale and her forehead was sweating profusely.
But she didn't have time to rest. Instead, she hurriedly helped Yang Qiushi up and sent him true energy.
"Boy, don't die." Ling Piaopiao endured the pain while delivering true energy to Yang Qiushi and said, "If you die, I will not be as stupid as you."
With the introduction of Ling Piaopiao's true energy, Yang Qiushi's vitality began to show some signs of rising.
However, his injury was too serious. The sword that penetrated the front and back of his chest directly broke his heart.
If Ling Piaopiao hadn't used his true energy to help him protect his heart meridians in time, Yang Qiushi would have died.
Even so, Ling Piaopiao knew that there was not much true energy in her body. In addition, she was seriously injured. If she was caught up by those people, she would definitely die.
Enduring the pain of the dantian dynasty as it was about to explode, Ling Piaopiao used all her strength to carry Yang Qiushi on her body. Then she held his hand and sent him true energy while walking towards the depths of the weeds step by step.
"Boy, silly, I'm killed by you this time." Ling Piaopiao walked, and said helplessly, "I think I am the master of Zuiyinfang. A spiritual saint. I ended up like this today. I know. I shouldn't have come out to deal with Ye Qingchen that day. I was injured by the firebird beside Ye Qingchen. I finally ran to Duantian Ridge to heal my wounds. It didn't take long for me to take long. I was seriously injured by the blood demon. Now I have encountered this incident again. My old injury has not healed and new ones have been injured. Oh. Why is my life so miserable?"
As he was talking, Ling Piaopiao's heart suddenly moved. She looked ahead of the weeds and shouted coldly, "Who."
"Don't...don't kill us" The voice of a very scared woman came into Ling Piaopiao's ears.
Pulling open the grass, I saw a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old holding a girl of three or fourteen and looking at Ling Piaopiao nervously. Her voice trembled and said, "Don't... don't kill us."
Ling Piaopiao felt relieved when she saw that it was two women.
Looking at the two of them, Ling Piaopiao said, "Who are you? What are you? Why are you hiding here?"
The girl said tremblingly, "I... My name is Li Shihui. This is my sister. I'm... Li Shiya. There are... a group of men in black. They killed everyone in the town last night. We were from the same place. ...I escaped from the tunnel."
When Ling Piaopiao heard this, she understood that these two people were the people of that small town.
I looked at the two of them. Although they were dirty, they could tell that they were all beautiful women.
"He was injured in dealing with those men in black. You should help me take care of him from now on. Do you know?" Ling Piaopiao put on a threatening gesture and said, "If you don't obey, I will all of you. Kill."
"Yes...yes," Li Shihui looked at Ling Piaopiao in fear and responded in a trembling voice.
Nodded. Ling Piaopiao said, "This is not bad. You two. Hurry up and lead the way. Find a safe place. I need healing."
"There is a small river in front...there is a forest across the river." Looking at Ling Piaopiao nervously, Li Shihui hugged her sister Li Shiya tightly and said, "We can...can go there."
"Then go there." Ling Piaopiao said, "those people will chase after you soon. Hurry up."
In this way, Ling Piaopiao disappeared into the weeds with the seriously injured Yang Qiushi on her back.