Jinyiwei's Killing God System

Chapter 178 Huayang Sword Sect Yu Zhenqing ([-])

After Yan Long left the Red Leaf Villa and bid farewell to Ye Yunmie, he boarded the return boat.

Rafting in the shimmering lake and mountains, it seems to be wandering in the secret place of Taoyuan, which is refreshing.

There are many ways to go to Hongye Mountain Villa, but crossing Yishui Lake by boat is the closest one.

When the boat arrived at the pier, Yan Long disembarked. After the boatman of Hongye Villa said goodbye to him, he rowed back to sail.

Yan Long left the pier.

After a long time, the boat went away.

Yan Long poked his head out of the bushes far from the pier.At this time, he had already put on a human skin mask, and also changed into a set of black night clothes.

In his system space, he has always kept several sets of different clothes and human skin masks with different appearances.

Yan Long has become another person at this time.

It was almost dusk.The winter night came very early, and after a while, the night covered the earth.

Yan Long was underwater, swimming towards Hongye Villa all the time.At this time, his Ziyang Jiulong Jue has been practiced to the fifth stage, breathing in the water is like breathing on land.

After landing on the shore, he turned on the map function in the system, and the bird's-eye view of the entire Hongye Mountain Villa was in his mind. He found a west cliff of Hongye Peak, then went around to that side, and began to climb up the rock.

With Yan Long's skill at this time, it is easy to climb to such a peak.

Above the peak is the manor of Hongye Mountain Villa.

He wants to return to the place where he sensed Concubine Hua's true energy, and look for Concubine Hua's trace, because he believes in his intuition.

On the periphery of the manor, there are masters full of qi.Yan Long didn't dare to get too close, he was almost 1000 meters away from these people, and he was lurking in the bushes waiting for the opportunity.At this time, the sky began to snow again, and the world was dressed up in silver.

As long as Yan Long doesn't move, the inner strength and true energy of his body can be completely hidden, like a dead object, as long as it is not directly touched, it is impossible for anyone to notice it.

After the patrol team passed by, Yan Long spotted a gap, and like a cold wind blowing snow, he crossed the three-foot-high courtyard wall along with the snow flakes.

There is a two-foot-wide isolation zone within the courtyard wall, which is full of various poisonous organs.

When Yan Long's figure fell, the system immediately issued a reminder!He turned over suddenly in mid-air, with his palms down, and slowly exhaled a continuous stream of true energy from his palms, like two buffered rocket launchers, the true energy softly and without a trace crossed many silk threads that were difficult to discern with the naked eye , stroked on the ground.With the help of this stroking force, he jumped up again, and the person flew another four zhang away before landing on the ground.

As soon as he touched the ground, his toes tapped lightly on the snow without leaving any traces. The man had already jumped out, and after a few rabbits rose and fell, he disappeared into the darkness.

At this time, another patrol team, holding torches and lanterns, walked towards the place where he had just stopped!
Yan Long stayed in the dark corner for a while, and when the patrol team passed by, he began to sneak towards the greenhouse in the manor.

The flower house is not far from the stone steps up the mountain, and it is located outside a courtyard.

Yan Long came outside the greenhouse. There was no one in the greenhouse, only some plants that were not resistant to severe cold and needed to avoid snow were placed.Yan Long took a look and began to search the other courtyard.

Inside the other courtyard, there was a sense of desolation, and no one cleaned up the fallen leaves and snow all over the ground.

There are people in the courtyard!
Yan Long can feel it, but the distance is too far, he can only get closer to confirm whether it is Concubine Hua.

Not Huafei!

It was a tremblingly powerful infuriating energy.

Yan Long didn't stop, he restrained his breath, and slowly continued to go deep into the other courtyard.

Ever since he experienced life and death in the old city and was promoted to the rank of master craftsman, he has nothing to be afraid of in the world.

He went around two or three wing rooms and came to a small garden.

The small garden was covered with white snow at this time. On the opposite side of the garden, there were rows of wing houses and various buildings, and some places were still lit.Yan Long decided to go and have a look.

He walked lightly on the snow, and with his lightness skills at this time, he could already reach the state of stepping on the snow without a trace.

Suddenly, he stopped.

Because more than 100 meters behind him, that strong true energy is approaching him like lightning!

Yan Long hurriedly turned around, and in an instant, a pair of eyes as bright as the moon on the sea were already looking at him 40 meters away!

Seeing Yan Long turn around, the owner of these eyes suddenly stopped.

Yan Long looked at the visitor coldly.

Yan Long's current expression will never change, because this pair of human skin masks is actually not well made, if it is the handwriting of An Xiuyun, the thousand-faced demon fox, it will be different.An Xiuyun is a master of camouflage. The human skin mask she made is so lifelike that it can reflect even subtle expressions.

Yan Long saw the sword in the person's hand all at once.

This sword does not have any gorgeous carvings, the sheath is made of ebony, the mouth is made of brass, and the long hilt is tightly wrapped with a white cloth belt, which can be seen clearly through the light of the moon and snow. The outlet belt is very white and dry, without even a trace of stains and sweat.

The person holding the long sword stood upright like a javelin, and his face was as bleak and deadly as an autumn leaf.

His limbs are slender, and his fingers are long and powerful.

Everything in his body seemed to grow for the sword.

Yan Long has seen such a person before.That person is called Qingfeng Sword Sect Zuo Xingtang!
But it was very obvious that this person was not Zuo Xingtang.

Yan Long knew who this person was, even if he didn't know, the system knew.

This man, and his sword, are one of the few living legends in the Jianghu!
——Yu Zhenqing, Huayang Sword Sect.

There are only two people who can be called Jianzong in Jianghu.

Yu Zhenqing and Zuo Xingtang.

For a while, it has been 30 years.

They have never met, but their fame and their swords are like blades in the rivers and lakes. After each of them has opened up a sky in their own fields, it is inevitable that they will meet one day.

To be honest, Yan Long really didn't want to meet this person.Yu Zhenqing's sword energy is said to be able to knock down an eagle soaring in the sky.

He is staring at Yan Long's eyes now, just like watching an eagle that is about to die.

Under Yan Long's induction, the other guards of Hongye Villa did not find themselves.

And Yu Zhenqing didn't seem like a person who would ask others for help.

So Yan Long calmed down, he had already made up his mind, and he was ready to run.

Yu Zhenqing spoke, his voice was like a god, majestic and clear: "You are not from the villa, and everyone in the villa knows that this is a forbidden place."

Yan Long didn't speak, he immediately urged his figure to fly towards the parapet in the south of the villa.

It was the closest to Yishui Lake, and as long as it reached the bottom, the chance of escape was much greater.

Yu Zhenqing drew his sword.The way he draws his sword is chic and calm, just like the first character written by a calligrapher.

The brilliance of this sword enveloped the other courtyard in an instant, shining the world.

Yan Long has never seen such a fast sword.

Even half a year ago, the sword of Zuo Xingtang he saw was not so fast, so strong, and so powerful!

The sword's edge came in an instant.

For Yu Zhenqing, the distance of 40 meters is just a gap between the fingers.

The sword is about to pierce Yan Long's chest!

Yan Long can only shoot!

(End of this chapter)