There are many things in a person’s life that are unforeseeable.·Chinese·Novels.

Just like Xu Yinsong, the head of Jinyan Sect, lived to his seventies and seventy years old, he could see through all kinds of scenery in the world. He was much more cautious when he didn't come up and forced himself. He also had room for maneuver inside and outside. The other party just said to destroy Fang La, and the woman he hid could not hold back and stood up.

He forced his previous words to become uncomfortable as if he was fed a shit.

...

"Kill them"

Bai Ning raised his hand and waved forward.

One hundred monks suddenly stepped forward and raised their arms. The loud sound of the crossbow strings opened under the dim lights and aimed. In an instant, the crossbow arrows swished and left the strings. More than a hundred black shadows shot in the opposite crowd, and a series of puff sounds and jingling metal blocks. Many of the dim crowd fell to the ground with a scream of "ah" and "wow!" in pain.

"Chief, how dare you!"

After all, the Jinyan Sect is just a sect in the world. The number of disciples in the sect is limited after all, and each one is very precious. Dozens of people fell to the ground immediately after a rain of arrows. Although some of them were not shot to death, as the lord of a sect, it would be impossible for them to be unhappy.

Then, three hundred Jinyiwei rushed out from behind the crossbow-holding man, shouting and killing rushed over like a tide, and Xiuchun Sword was pulled out and ran wildly. Behind him were Luan Tingyu, Gu Mi, Tu Baisai, and Cao Shaoqing.

"Brothers, kill them all."

The Three Hundred Jinyiwei rushed forward, "Ah", and in an instant, the knife raised high and hit it with a bang. At this time, the front line of killing soon became flesh and blood.

Tu Baisui, who rushed over all the way, didn't know who he met from Jinyan Sect. In the chaos, he saw the other party waved a double sword coming over. His serrated knife swung down and knocked down the two swords that were strangled by the other party in the air, and even sparks splashed in the air. In a blink of an eye, the two swords deflected, and the two blades turned like dragons. The serrated knife pounced on the tiger, and several roars one after another.

A figure rushed over, jumped up in the air, and waved the eight-ring mixed copper stick high.

The young man who used the double sword wanted to roll on the spot almost like a conditioned reflex. Tu Baisui, who was fighting against him, kicked him to block the direction of the other party's dodging. The copper stick slammed on the other party's two swords with such great power that it directly twisted the other party's arms and slammed backwards into the crowd.

Tu Baisui gave the thumbs up at the man.

"He is good at speed, you will suffer." Luan Tingyu waved his stick, swept to the side, and hit the waist of a disciple of the Jinyan Sect who was rushing towards him. The other party blew blood from his mouth and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the two figures and sword light on the side had already met the other party.

Stepping on the blood and limbs on the ground, Cao Shaoqing's body was already covered in blood, and it was basically all disciples of the Jinyan Sect. Seeing the other party breaking out toward him, he aroused and indifferently aroused a disdainful smile, and a bloodthirsty mood flashed under his eyes, and the white dragon raised his head to meet the other party.

The other party may be an elder under the head of the sect. His martial arts skills are not low. The two fight as soon as they meet. The two swords are mixed together, and the sword shadows are intertwined. Then there is a huge collision and a loud shout. The two figures have fought for dozens of times between the dim lights and the interlaced lights. Cao Shaoqing's expression has not changed at all. He suddenly snorted coldly in his nose, his arms trembled violently, and the wider white dragon sword buzzed and pulled out a sword flower.

In an instant, he wrapped his sword body in the heart of the flower and walked towards the other party's hand holding the hilt of the sword.

Several consecutive sounds of skin-breaking and bone-breaking sounded. The elder screamed and retreated repeatedly. The sword in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and several blood-stained broken fingers.

The cold white dragon sword whispered, and then waved it out in an instant.

The blood-stained black palace robe flew and swung, and the head of the elder of Jinyanmen flew up from his shoulders with a bang. Blood spewed out half a foot high like a dam. Cao Shaoqing's eyes were half-hung, and he gently twisted a drop of blood on his face and savored it in his mouth. His satisfied expression was endless.

The fight under the archway door plaque did not stop at all. In the sword light and sabers, Gu Mi did not have any weapons. He leaned against the iron gloves and directly broke a hole in the crowd and kept heading towards the mountain gate of Jinyan Gate behind, as well as Fang Ruyi and others. Compared with the fighting of others, his goal was clearer, after all, he was a head-catcher.

A disciple of the Jinyan Sect who rushed towards him with a sword tried to force him out. However, the next moment, Gu Mi directly gave the other party a thigh, which made the other party feel painful in an instant, and the sword in his hand could not be swung out. Then, two crisp sounds came from the knees of the Jinyan Sect disciple. The knees on both sides were kicked directly by Gu Mi, and the kneecaps were twisted to the left and right. The moment the huge pain spread throughout the nerves, the iron palm slapped directly on the other party's head, and the eye beads immediately collapsed out of their eye sockets and fell to the ground.

"Are you the apprentice of Chen Wanli of 'Crazy Fist'?" Not far away, seeing Gu Mi's moves and moves, Xu Yinsong, the head of Jinyan Sect, immediately called out his origin.

Gu Mi originally had a fierce look, but now she met the other person's eyes and grinned: "You know my master, then you must know how my master died."

As he said that, his figure suddenly burst, and his arms made a sound of vibrating the air like an iron whip. He clenched his fists and hit him straight. The figure blocking the way was wiped and directly hit.

Xu Yinsong's sword tip collided with his iron fist, and the sword body suddenly bent. He followed a few steps back to practice his legs to reduce the opponent's strength to the floor tiles, and the spider webs he stepped on spread.

"Tell me, who killed my master? Are you among them?"

As soon as the other party retreated, Gu Mi rushed over with great storm. The iron hands were not afraid of the sharp blades, fists and palms of the sword, and they smashed and hammered the opponent's sword shadow like a storm, and their eyes were red.

Xu Yinsong waved his sword light like a wheel, retreated under the stone pillar of the building, and suddenly stepped onto the stone pier with one foot. His body suddenly lightened, and his whole body flew up the eaves. His sword body shook open in the air and stabbed towards the other person's head.

The golden swallow returns to her dream, and nine times in a row.

The sword body sounded like a rhythm, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the speed was extremely fast. Gu Mi waved his arms and the iron fist danced at the same time to force the opponent. Countless sparks of the table tennis table tennis splashed in the air, and Xu Yinsong's figure seemed to be stuck in the air. Every time he met the opponent, he borrowed the force to make him stay a little longer, and eight consecutive sounds made him stay in the air for eight breaths.

With the last sound, the sword light rose.

In the middle, his body hangs upside down, and he rotates downwards to the opponent's Tianling Cover.

Just as the spinning sword tip passed through the gap between Gu Mi's arms, Xu Yinsong suddenly stood up all over his body. In the afterglow, a figure passed over the heads of everyone below, dragging the afterimage over, and banging over. The speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly, and it kept dimming, magnifying, and magnifying in his pupils.

It was an extremely ordinary long sword that drew a bloodline and passed through him.

The white hair and silver threads floated gently and drooped their shoulders.

Steps landed.

Blood rolled down along the sword's edge and gathered into a drop at the tip of the sword.

In the air, the old man holding the sword drooped upside down and his waist tugged and his clothes cracked, his flesh spread out, and blood spurted out all over the sky. When he landed on the ground, his whole body was broken into two pieces, and his organs were scattered all over the ground.

At this moment, the people in the Jinyan Sect were stunned. Some of them had their weapons dropped to the ground and the head of the sect was dead. Such a blow was not bad.

"You guys are too slow, kill all the rest."

The cold and icy voice sounded from Bai Ning as he raised his gaze and froze on the person on the other side of the mountain gate.

"Go away quickly and take Youqing away."

At this time, Fang Ruyi had already understood that it was she who had implicated the Jinyan Sect, so she anxiously waved her whip and pushed Li Wenshu and the other two towards the top of the stone steps.

"Only when I die, they will give up." As she said, her body was actually trembling, and no one was afraid of death.

Li Wenshu didn't care what she said, and pulled Fang Ruyi hard and headed towards the sect. Behind them, Bai Ning's figure was very fast, and he could not even take twenty steps.

At this time, Fang Ruyi had the courage to break away from the warm hand that was holding her. She waved the black whip in her hand and turned around and rushed under the stone steps.

"As one wishes"

Li Wenshu's hands were empty, he turned around and screamed, his eyes full of sadness. He was about to rush over, and Qin Mian and Su Wanling, who were beside him, hurriedly stopped him, dragged him back hard, took a few steps, and was below.

In just a moment, the woman's dress was covered with blood, and densely packed with short blood marks were covered with her body.

"…Why are you so stupid?"

Bai Ning grabbed her hair, raised her face, and stared at her fiercely.

"What should belong to me is, why do you have to touch it so itchy?"

"I have already told you about your trust, why do you have to burn the prescription if you don't tell your trust... Originally, you and that kid can live well... But why are you so cheap!"

Fang Ruyi bit her lips and stared at the other person at close range, then spit out a saliva, and was swept away by the other person's sleeves. Then the sword edge pressed on her delicate neck. Bai Ning curled a cruel smile and looked at Li Wenshu who was still looking here, "There must be someone you like, or someone you secretly like."

Then, a sword pierced Fang Ruyi's shoulder and nailed it to the ground. The woman screamed in a shrill voice on the stone steps. Li Wenshu, who was almost about to finish the stone steps, knelt on the ground in tears and screamed, trying to climb down, but was pulled tightly by Qin Mian and the others.

The sword was drawn out and brought up bloody flowers.

Then the second sword was inserted and penetrated the other shoulder. The tip of the sword nailed on the stone steps, and then it was pulled out again. The piercing nail penetrated the arm, and the blood splashed covered Fang Ruyi's dress and Bai Ning's silver hair.

Puff

Two more swords were gone, and the slender thighs under the skirt were nailed to the sword eyes one by one, extending to the calves. A shrill scream lingered on the stone steps for a long time. The woman, who was in pain and unable to die, was struggling like a twisting maggot, trying to get up, but her tendons were cut off.

Ahhhh

"Kill me! Castile dog, kill me!"

The tip of the sword stirred and directly reached into Fang Ruyi's mouth, bringing out a scarlet and bloody piece of flesh, which was abandoned on the ground. Bai Ning raised his gaze and there was no sign of the three people on the stone steps. However, Bai Ning didn't care, but dragged Fang Ruyi up, sank into his chest with a backhand, and the hilt of the sword to the bottom.

The pierced woman was knocked away by force. With a thrust, the long sword penetrated the back of the archway, nailing the body to it and swaying.

Farewell forever, the last consciousness of the document disappeared immediately

Below, the sound of fighting became smaller and smaller until there was no.

The Jinyiwei and Fanzi, who were still more than 400 people, rushed up the stone steps and rushed into the Jinyan Gate, and brought out martial arts, elixirs and other things.

It's just a fire to ignite it.

"We'll go back to Beijing"

Perhaps, the anger in his heart was vented, and Bai Ning passed by under the body hanging on the archway, and the huge fire behind him burned the entire mountain top like daytime.

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June 20th, Bianliang Wharf.

After nine days, the three East Factory building ships finally returned to the capital. After docking, at midnight and dusk, Bai Ning's carriage went directly to the imperial city. Something bad to him had happened there. In the dim sunset, Bai Ning closed his eyes and opened it again.

"It's so good to dance"
Chapter completed!