The clear light of the cold moon shines on the streets, and the loud calls of eagles echo in the night sky.
Ye Jingtang flew up to the house and looked up from the roof towards the source of the sound - several figures were rising and falling over the block at the end of the field of vision, flying towards the east city wall. Hei Yamen's pursuers were not seen behind.
Luo Ning fell in front of her and took Ye Jingtang's arm:
"You are not allowed to mess around. You are not thinking right now... You come home with me! I will find a way to help you first..."
"I'm really fine. Mr. Hei doesn't understand the bird's signal. He must have lost his direction and ran away without stopping."
Luo Ning looked at Ye Jingtang's concentrated expression, and her heart was indeed at rest. Her heart was in a state of confusion, but she couldn't help but gritted her teeth and followed suit, and pulled out the sword from her waist.
Cha~~
The three-foot green blade came out of its sheath, bringing out a cold glow in the moonlight.
Night Terror Hall landed on the side of the street. After observing the direction of several people, he picked up a long stick supporting the awning from outside the shop. He walked silently and cut towards the path of several people at an oblique angle.
Luo Ning was afraid that something might go wrong in Ye Jingtang, so she ran forward with her sword in hand. On the way, she passed a street intersection and took a cautious look:
There were three people galloping on the house. In front of them was a strong man, carrying a simple knife, and carrying a man on his back.
The man lying on his back held a straight knife in his hand. Although his face was covered with a black scarf, judging from his body shape and the shape of the weapon, he was the murderer he encountered in the morgue today.
Walking behind was a man in a military robe, holding a short soldier wrapped in yellow cloth in his hand. He rose and fell silently. From time to time he stopped and looked back carefully, and then looked up into the sky.
Luo Ning reminded in a low voice: "The man behind is very skilled, so don't be careless."
"Then fuck him first."
Carrying a long stick, Ye Jingtang quickly arrived at Dongzheng Street, where he stopped against the wall of a two-story cloth shop, close to the street shops.
Dongzheng Street is the main trunk of the capital city, with a width of thirty meters. Counting the walking paths on both sides, the distance between the houses on both sides is forty meters. Normal warriors cannot fly across it, and those who come here will inevitably land on the ground.
"call……"
Ye Jingtang took a deep breath, suppressed the restless energy and blood in his body, his eyes became sharp, he held a seven-foot long stick across the steps of the Buzhuang, stepped across his crotch, and listened intently to what was happening behind him.
Luo Ning hesitated for a moment, but still suppressed her mind. She held a three-foot green sword in her hand, shaped like a green snake, and circled the pillars outside the cloth village. She swam up silently and hung on the corner of the eaves, making no sound again.
Tap tap tap~~
But in the blink of an eye, the footsteps had already reached the top of the cloth village.
call--
Under the silver moon, a strong figure rushed out from the eaves with a man on his back, and smashed into the middle of the street like a bull.
Boom——
Then he rushed towards the opposite street!
Ye Jingtang held sticks in both hands, motionless like a sculpture. When a slight sound of stepping on tiles was heard, his eyes narrowed slightly and his legs shook violently!
Click——
The stone bricks under their feet cracked immediately, and the Night Terror Hall jumped more than two feet in an instant like an eagle striking the sky, arriving under the eaves.
"drink--"
Loud shouts tore apart the long street under the moon!
The seven-foot-long stick in Ye Jingtang's hand collapsed into a semicircle outside the window on the second floor of Buzhuang and was swept under the cornice!
Boom——
The entire cornice exploded immediately, turning into pieces of wood and rubble that flew into the sky. Almost half of the roof of the cloth village was overturned. The long stick carried the power of the sea and struck at the figures passing by above.
This blockage of vision is difficult to prevent!
But the figure above the cloth village is obviously not a mediocre person.
The middle-aged man in a scholar's robe on the roof had just jumped up, and when he heard the sound of breaking wind, his expression suddenly changed. The long yellow cloth in his hand was turned over to block his side, and then there was a crisp sound of 'dang--'.
The yellow cloth wrapping the weapon exploded, revealing a black iron mace.
And the middle-aged man in a scholar's robe, who was in the air, was like a baseball being pulled out with all his strength. His body flew out in the air and crossed the eaves of the Buzhuang!
call out--
At this moment, the scream of swords suddenly cut through the night sky!
A man in green clothes hanging at the corner of the eaves exploded with all his strength, and the three-foot sharp blade in his hand stabbed upwards, piercing the corner of the eaves, and went straight to the soles of the incoming man's feet.
Boom——
In a flash of sword light, the eaves of the Buzhuang were shattered again.
Although the middle-aged man in a scholar's robe was extremely skilled, when faced with the sudden ambush, the sword edge still pulled out a bloody gash on his right leg. He fell out of the air and hit Loess Street.
Night Terror Hall knew that this person was a master, so he stepped heavily on the pillars of the Buzhuang corridor while he was in the air, and his body broke through the night. He held a stick in one hand and launched a "Yellow Dragon Lying Path", hitting the middle-aged man in a scholar's robe.
"Watch out!"
It was only then that the reminder sounded from the murderer lying on his back.
The middle-aged man in a scholar's robe fell to the ground, and his right leg drew a bloody line in the air. Seeing Ye Jingtang pressing down with terrifying momentum, he quickly raised his mace.
Bang——
There was a thunderous explosion on the long street!
The night terror hall was pulled down with a stick, and the dust on the street immediately separated to the left and right, and a vacuum zone of more than ten feet wide appeared.
The dust and loess was carried by the air waves again, turning into a yellow dragon, pressing towards the middle-aged man who had not yet landed, like a wind-swept cloud.
This shot once smashed the seven-foot gun Chen Ming into pieces.
But the middle-aged man looked far more powerful than Chen Ming. He used his mace to hold up a stick with all his strength, and his arms barely managed to bend even half an inch without being pressed by the huge force.
But no matter what kind of god or devil you are, how can you counteract the power of the dragon and elephant on the long stick when you have nowhere to stay in the air?
Boom——
With a stroke of the stick, the middle-aged man who had not yet touched the ground turned into a cannonball filled with sand and dust and flew straight for more than ten feet.
If the Qi and blood in the Night Terror Hall are restless and the heart is not as calm as water, there will definitely be harm.
However, during a fight, being violent, fervent, excited, and bloodthirsty is not a negative state most of the time.
After drawing out the stick, Ye Jingtang directly threw the long stick towards Luo Ning with his backhand, while holding the handle of the knife with his left hand.
Cha——
The cold moon is like frost, and the long street is flashing with sword light!
Before the middle-aged man in a scholar's robe hit the ground, Ye Jingtang had drawn his knife and turned into a sea-breaking dragon. He crossed the ten-foot-long street in three strides and slashed at the middle-aged man's waist and abdomen with one knife.
clang--
Sparks are flying in the dust!
The middle-aged man blocked Chilong Huan's first sword with his mace, and flew backwards again.
"drink--"
Ye Jingtang's left hand sword was sent into the right hand, and with a forward slash, he exploded with all his strength to catch up with the middle-aged man's figure.
clang--
Another knife!
The middle-aged man finally hit the ground and wiped out a groove more than a foot deep on the long loess street. Before he could bounce up, Ye Jingtang spun around and landed on top of his head.
clang--
Boom——
The loess street surface behind the middle-aged man exploded, and a crater appeared.
Ye Jingtang fell behind with a knife, held the knife above his head with both hands, and slashed down boldly.
"drink--"
With the loud sound of the two blades connecting, the pit in the ground instantly sank.
The middle-aged man's arms were as motionless as giant pillars holding up the sky, but he grunted at the huge force. He gritted his teeth and held the mace in his right hand, slammed the ground with his left hand, and then the whole person spun up.
"ha--!"
The roar is like thunder in the night!
Ye Jingtang's blood surged and his muscles bulged, and the fabric on his upper body and legs burst instantly, revealing the silver soft armor and the tight muscles on his legs.
After drinking so hard, it can be seen that the arms are fine and dark red, and the muscles are obviously strained, but the knife in the hand is not slow. The moment the middle-aged man turns over, the long knife is slashed diagonally from bottom to top towards the middle-aged man.
Human waist and abdomen.
Boom——
The two blades met, and the dusty street was immediately blown away by the air waves, forming a ring-shaped fog belt.
The middle-aged man who had just landed on one foot held his mace across his face to block the knife, but his body could not stand still. Like a boring cannonball, it flew diagonally upwards, pierced the wall of the restaurant, and then passed out from the roof, flying diagonally.
To mid-air.
Boom——
The middle-aged man coughed up blood foam in the air, gritted his teeth and grabbed the auspicious beast on the roof with one hand, pulled his body towards the restaurant next to him, and stood still on one foot, as if he was nailed to the top of the restaurant.
Hua la la la——
Five swords and two spears, but in just a moment.
It was only then that the debris of wood and rubble that filled the sky above Buzhuang fell on the street like raindrops.
"Huh...huh..."
Ye Jingtang was panting like an ox while holding a knife, with a bit of surprise in his eyes as he stared coldly at the figure in the restaurant.
The middle-aged man landed on the roof of the restaurant. His right leg was bleeding profusely. He could only stand on one foot, but his body was as steady as a pine tree. He held a mace in his right hand and wiped the bloodshot eyes at the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. His eyes were cold and resentful.
:
"Have you beaten enough?!"
Ye Jingtang struck with five swords and two shots, knocking the middle-aged man out for more than a hundred meters. Luo Ning chased with all his strength but couldn't catch up.
At this moment, Luo Ning rushed forward and was reminded as if facing a formidable enemy:
"Be careful, it's 'Blue Steel Mace' Xu Bailin."
When Ye Jingtang heard this, he was slightly startled.
Although he had only been exposed to Jianghu for a short time, he had actually heard of Xu Bailin, the ‘Blue Steel Mace’.
Like Qiu Tianhe, this person is a top tycoon in the world. What he wants in his life is to defeat Zhou Chiyang and win the Eighth Leader position. He once challenged Zhou Chiyang to a duel. Although he was defeated with just one sword, Zhou Chiyang can accept the challenge, which shows that this person is
The background is definitely not low.
No wonder I can still stand...
Suddenly bumping into such a famous hero, Ye Jingtang showed no fear. He glanced at Xu Bailin's right leg, which had its muscle belly cut off, and said in an unruly voice:
"I've just finished foreplay... bah - I've just warmed up, why do you have enough sex? Then come down and pay me back if you feel so good!"