Fireworks tend to get cold easily, but after a flash of brilliance, the sky returned to its previous dull and dead silence.
And the strong passion in this world, after being ignited, will not be extinguished easily.
On the ground, the flowers, plants and trees were burning more and more fiercely under the scorching flames, making crackling sounds.
On the ground, the wails after being disabled and the exclamations before death can be heard one after another.
On the ground, swords, guns, hammers, and the blades of various types of weapons clashed with the blood, fighting to the death with a clanging clang.
The fire is burning, and the mournful song is singing.
They must protect morality and justice.
They fight against fate for profit.
Then the swords faced each other, fighting to the death.
Right or wrong, the left-over person will say it, and the winner will say it.
Over there, Aban and Xie Yongchang were compatible with each other, and they penetrated deep into the enemy's formation, killing each other like crazy.
Here, the water is like a mirror or a green lotus in a pool of turbid water. It emerges from the mud but remains unstained. It is like entering an uninhabited land to kill enemies.
For example, the characteristics of Emei's swordsmanship are hard, soft, crisp, fast, and skillful. From a rough perspective, Emei's swordsmanship, which is as watery as a mirror, only has hardness and speed.
Is it because the water-like swordsmanship has lost the gentleness to avoid the important and take advantage of the light, the sharpness to hit the vital point directly, and the skill to move a heavy weight with four ounces have been lost?
No, if you look closely, you can find that the water is like a mirror and the sword is drawn out too quickly and with too much force, so that the softness, crispness, and skill in the sword technique are all obscured by the brilliance of strength and speed.
The corpses lying at his feet were either bleeding from the pits of their hearts, bleeding from their necks, or bleeding from their brows, all of which were silent examples.
Looking to the side, Bubu Asakusa was bent down by the strong wind, and the fire was rising and swaying in the direction of the strong wind. The Yinshamen gang was attacked by a strong wind, beating them to pieces and screaming incessantly.
Li Zixuan and Meat Moth, two Shaolin lay disciples, have the same skills and the same number of steps. They dance their double sticks to form a strong wind demon-repelling stick formation. They are powerful in the enemy's formation and stir up another storm.
Flowers grow step by step under the feet of Nidie in Tingyu Pavilion. There must be a door of life, a door of scenery, and a door of sleep within a short distance to bless one's energy and spirit. A few inches away, there must be a door of injury, a door of death, a door of surprise to scare the enemy, disturb the enemy, and hurt the enemy.
The colorful phenomena underfoot make the butterfly look like a fairy among the flowers, dancing in the blooming flowers and killing the enemy in a state of intoxication.
Perhaps due to his personality, Nidie's skills and moves are quite different from Liandie's.
Liandie is very quiet. She lives alone, so withdrawn that she is a little autistic.
Her Kung Fu must be a metal-based internal skill, which only advances but never retreats, and is unstoppable.
His moves tend to be fast, accurate, and ruthless with daggers, and his attacks are as fast as the wind and rain, but he always aims to defeat the enemy with one move.
Ni Die is happy, she is hospitable and approachable.
Her technique is a wood-based heart technique, which makes it possible to maintain the casting of four or five formations at the same time.
Its moves are the elegance and agility of double stabs. It first uses dazzling moves changes to confuse the enemy's judgment, and then waits for the enemy to be targeted.
Ni Die happened to be not far away from Jiang Yichen, and Jiang Yichen had a clear view of her actions. As someone who had come into contact with the two sisters, he couldn't help but wonder, could his judgment be wrong?
If one were to find the most eye-catching focus among the fighting of hundreds of people, it would be Long Yanling, the deputy owner of Yiyun Villa.
Long Yanling had a golden spear in hand and took the lead to stop the two Yinsha Sect hall masters. One against two, he still took the enemy's life with a tough attitude.
The momentum was as strong as a rainbow, and one man charged directly into the enemy's densely packed area, killing them in full force. It was as if one could defeat a hundred.
At this moment, no one would think that the three words "Long Yanling" are synonymous with low-key.
Unlike the others who were either enthusiastic or dazzling, the duo of Liu Menghen and You Ming seemed to be silent among them, but wherever they passed, they left behind many enemy corpses.
Liu Menghen's Moon-breaking Sword Technique focuses on skill. Using skill to defeat the enemy will inevitably force the enemy into danger, forcing him to expose his flaws.
The moment a flaw appears, his life will be lost.
Because, there is a killer on Liu Menghen's back. As long as the opportunity arises, he will never miss it.
The two of them were like poisonous snakes hiding in the green grass, moving silently and killing silently.
As for Jiang Yichen, who was standing by Murong Chengfeng's side, he did not face much pressure.
He could deal with the Yinshamen gang members in twos and threes with ease.
Obviously, Yiyun Villa will not miss the protection of Murong Chengfeng. If there are enemies attacking in groups, Li Suran and the two wings will immediately appear beside Jiang Yichen and work together to repel the enemy.
However, Jiang Yichen couldn't help but have more time to observe the enemy's situation.
At present, although the Yinsha Sect has a large number of people, the most important thing for our side is the elite soldiers. Many people can defeat a large number of people with a few people. In just one stick of incense, nearly a hundred people from the enemy are lying in a pool of blood, while our own side only has
There were one or two casualties, but for a while they had the upper hand in the battle.
However, under the grand scene, there are hidden worries. There is no strong opponent to fight against them. None of the thirteen famous altar masters of Yinsha Sect have appeared. The two guardians of Molong and Youfeng who are already in place have not yet taken action. What are they waiting for?
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At the same time, a mile away, five men wearing flying fish suits also had the same question as Jiang Yichen.
As the leader of the five, Yin Yang really looked down on the famous person. He couldn't bear his temper and asked Xiao Yincai, who was motionless and silent beside him: "It is obvious that the victory is already in hand, why doesn't Master Xiao send all the masters from your gang to him?"
Send them out, fight quickly, and capture these fleas in one fell swoop, but let these loyal disciples lose their lives in vain?"
Xiao Yincai opened his lips slightly, revealing his white teeth, and raised the edges of his mouth slightly. He smiled, as if the bright moon appeared in the night sky. It was natural and irresistible, making people feel comfortable.
Yin Yang no longer dared to look directly at his smile, turned away his eyes, and continued to look at the battle ahead.
Xiao Yincai said: "Xiao also has questions, please ask Yin Qianhu to clarify them."
Yin Yang asked doubtfully: "Oh?"
Xiao Yincai said: "A gold ingot weighing one or two taels, and dozens of broken silver weighing ten taels in total, are they equivalent?"
Yin Yang said without hesitation: "Of course they are equivalent."
Xiao Yincai said: "If you can only choose one, what choice will the Qianhu adults make?"
Yin Yang hesitated for a moment and said: "If you want to make a choice, you must have certain conditions. For example, if you want to spread or inquire about news, it is natural to choose broken silver. This can mobilize more manpower to do things. If you want to purchase valuables, then one
Ingots of gold are more convenient."
Xiao Yincai shook his head and said: "What Xiao said is true under any circumstances."
Yin Yang said: "This is really a difficult choice."
Xiao Yincai said: "It seems that Qianhu masters rarely use silver coins in the world."
In the past, with Yin Yang's temper, he would have rarely responded to Xiao Yincai's words with sarcasm, or even pretended to be in conflict, but after half a day of contact, Yin Yang was able to calm down and listen to his explanation.
"Oh, I would like to hear from Master Xiao Clan."
"You must know that in the world of martial arts, there are all kinds of businesses. Some people sell information, and some people take the job of spreading information. If Xiao wants to use silver coins to inquire about information, he will choose to use an ingot of gold to directly buy the information.
If you want to spread the news, give this ingot of gold to someone who has the ability to spread the news."
"According to Master Xiao, this ingot of gold and more than a hundred pieces of silver are not equivalent, right?"
"They are never equivalent. In addition to being shiny and easy to carry, a piece of gold can be more effective in the same task faster and more efficiently than a hundred pieces of silver.
When you see money, you have to see if the silver is heavy enough and heavy enough to push the money faster.
Therefore, the value of one tael of gold is far higher than that of ten taels of silver."
Yin Yang remained silent. His eyes couldn't help but glance at Xiao Yincai, who was quietly looking ahead. He secretly decided in his heart that he would never offend this person easily unless absolutely necessary.
This person doesn't seem to belong to the world, or is he from hell?
Yes, hell without emotion!
Xiao Yincai really sees everything so thoroughly that in his eyes everything is just a "matter" without "emotion".
In Xiao Yincai's eyes, those who were bleeding and fighting for their lives a mile away were just scraps of silver, useful but lifeless. They were used to weaken the enemy.
Those altar owners, protectors, etc. are the gold in his pocket, and they can still be valued by him. When the "silver" wears down the opponent to exhaustion, he will call out these "gold" and crush them without any suspense.
