Qin Dynasty snare people

Mo Ya actually wants to burn him to death!

Although Luo Yan understood that Mo Ya didn't know his identity at the moment, the feeling of being cheated was quite uncomfortable, which made him inexplicably regret coming to join in the fun.

I originally planned to come here to practice swordsmanship and steal Wei Zhuang's skills, but now I have been tricked.

Mo Ya and the others were obviously here for Wei Zhuang.

What a disaster~

"Step aside!"

Wei Zhuang shouted low and stepped on the steps with his feet. Tang Qi, the leader of the Qijue Sect on his back, threw it to Luo Yan. He rushed towards Mo Crow in a flash, with the orange sword in his hand. The sword energy and the sound of the sword are extremely harsh, and the falling arrow rain is cut down with a swing, preventing these flaming arrow rain from contacting the surrounding kerosene.

"Clang!"

Wei Zhuang swung his long sword extremely fast, but in the face of this overwhelming rain of arrows, it was difficult to block them all. Soon the kerosene underneath was ignited, and a raging fire started.

At the same time, it also prevented Wei Zhuang from charging forward.

"I hope you two like my gift."

With an evil smile on Mo Ya's lips, the cellar's exit slowly began to close.

He wanted to lock Wei Zhuang and Luo Yan down below and burn them alive.

No matter how strong the two of them were, facing the blazing fire in the cellar would only lead to death.

"Buzz!"

Wei Zhuang lightly brushed the shark-tooth sword with his fingers, his eyes were slightly sharp, and a sword intent that was much stronger than Luo Yan began to rise. The sword power around him enveloped the power of the world, as if there was a phantom of a black dragon. It swam around and roared, and the next moment, the sound of the shark-tooth sword resounded throughout the cellar.

With a slash of the sword, a solid sword energy visible to the naked eye turned into an orange-red waning moon sword energy and soared into the sky.

The ferocious sword power reveals the domineering power of crushing everything.

"boom!"

Mo Ya's pupils shrank slightly, and he retreated backwards as if teleporting. The next moment, the thick stone bricks that were half closed were chopped into pieces by the sword energy, turning into debris flying in the sky.

"brush!"

Wei Zhuang's figure followed closely behind, leaping high into the sky, with the shark-tooth sword in his hand entwined with orange sword energy, and slashed at Mo Crow in the air.

The cold eyes showed murderous intent.

Luo Yan followed Tang Qi on his shoulders and saw Wei Zhuang's slashing sword move falling from the sky.

The slender figure is full of tension, and the sword moves themselves are extremely domineering, perfectly expressing the beauty of power.

Can't stop it!

Mo Ya's heart tightened. This sword was too terrifying and he couldn't block it. His many years of experience as a killer allowed him to make a sharp decision in an instant. If he couldn't stop it, he would never try to resist it. His body shape transformed from moment to moment. Countless crows scattered in all directions.

When Wei Zhuang saw this scene, his eyes flickered and he locked onto a position. Without any hesitation, he slashed down with his sword.

Along the way, all the crows turned into jet black feathers and fell to the ground.

Finally, a long sword mark appeared on the ground, and at the same time, blood dripped to the ground and extended outside the house.

Just when Wei Zhuang was about to continue the pursuit, countless arrows rained down from outside the house again, directly setting the entire house on fire. The kerosene placed in the house exploded instantly, and the fire wolves swept away, forcing Wei Zhuang to give up. With this thought, he protected Luo Yan and Tang Qi and rushed out of the house.

The two of them had just rushed out, but the building was already deserted, and Mo Ya and others were nowhere to be seen.

Running pretty fast!

Luo Yan couldn't help but murmur in his heart while carrying Tang Qi, a bad old man.

As expected of a professional practitioner of Qinggong, Luo Yan's escape speed was beyond compare.

"go back!"

Wei Zhuang took a deep breath, suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, glanced at Luo Yan indifferently, and said in a low voice.

I regret coming~

Luo Yan looked at Wei Zhuang and sighed. If he had known that he could learn swordsmanship from short videos, why would he have come with him if he had nothing to do?

Doesn’t it smell good when sleeping with Zi Nu in your arms at night?

What a boring night.

This time, Luo Yan was serious.

. . . . . . . .

In the distance, in a remote alley.

Mo Ya looked pale and covered his shoulders. A striking sword mark opened a large gash from his shoulder to his chest. Blood continued to spill out. As an old man, he was a little careless this time and completely underestimated Gui Gu. The sword delivers the power of ultimate moves.

With that sword blow, Mo Ya almost didn't dodge and was directly hacked to death on the spot.

The position captured by Wei Zhuang was extremely accurate, and Mo Ya's transformation had no effect, and was still affected by the sword energy.

Fortunately, it was fast enough, and it was only cut open by the aftermath.

If he were to fight a sword head-on, he would probably be severely injured, and he would be disabled even if he didn't die.

"Are you okay?!"

Bai Feng looked at Mo Ya nervously and said in a deep voice.

Mo Ya rolled his eyes at Bai Feng angrily, and said with a wry smile: "Does it look like I'm okay?"

"I'll stop your bleeding!"

Bai Feng looked at the sword wound on Mo Ya's shoulder and said quickly.

"If you can't die for the time being, go back and report the situation to the general!"

Mo Ya shook his head and rejected Bai Feng's suggestion to stop the bleeding. Rather than treating his injuries, it was more important to go back and tell Ji Wuye about the situation of tonight's battle.

"Then your injury!"

Bai Feng asked with a frown.

Mo Crow glanced at the injury on his shoulder and chuckled: "I hope it can be used at its best, let's go!"

After saying that, Mo Ya patted Bai Feng on the shoulder, indicating that it was time to go back.

Bai Feng pursed his lips, and his delicate and handsome face looked a little depressed. He understood what Mo Ya meant. He wanted to take over everything that happened tonight.

In this world, the lives of ordinary people are worthless.

The same goes for the killer's life.

The only difference is that the killer has some value and can be used.

. . . . . . . .

At this moment, the General's Mansion.

Ji Wuye was sitting high on the soft couch with one leg raised on it. His sitting posture was extremely wanton and arrogant. His ferocious face was full of drunkenness and amusement. He glanced at the emerald tiger beside him and said with a smile: " Tiger, how successful do you think tonight’s plan will be?”

"I'm not good at killing people. After all, life and death are only 50-50. There are too many factors for success and failure. I don't want to gamble."

The Emerald Tiger shook his head, shook the fat on his face, and smiled.

"Tiger, you are still as cunning as ever, haha!"

Ji Wuye chuckled lightly, then raised his brows slightly and looked at the window. It was extremely dark and there was no light. Only with the help of lightning flashes could a figure be vaguely seen.

Wearing a scarlet robe, her long snow-white hair flows in the wind, and her slender figure exudes coldness and aloofness.

Seems isolated from the world.

Even though he and Ji Wuye Jade Tiger are in the same room at this moment, it still gives people the illusion that they are standing in different places.

"Master Hou, what do you think?"

Ji Wuye narrowed his eyes, squeezed the wine jue in his hand, and chuckled.

"Boom~"

Thunder resounded outside the house again, and the thunder light took the lead in illuminating a pale-skinned face, cold and evil, with scarlet lips that seemed to be stained with blood, especially in the wine glass in his hand, the wine inside was scarlet and viscous. Like blood.

"If the Guigu disciple is so easy to kill, it only proves that he is a fake."

A cold voice sounded slowly, chilling the bones of those who heard it.

Ji Wuye frowned when he heard the words. He understood what the other party meant.

The other party is not optimistic about tonight's plan.