beg for chivalry

Thinking of Houtianlou Assassin and Baiyi Luocha, both of them were terrified, their hands and feet trembled.

I remember that about two or three years ago, Hou Tianlou had a fierce battle with Tianshan Gate. At that time, the vitality of Tianshan Gate was seriously injured, and the four elders and a group of three-bead disciples were blood-stained on the ice field.Yubai Swordsman is missing, Elders Beixuan and Dongqing were seriously injured when they confronted Zuozhuzhu, and they have not woken up to this day, and the other two elders have also failed in martial arts.With today's Tianshan Gate, it is really impossible to compete with this group of evil spirits.

They watched in fear for a while, the assassins listened to the order of the man in brocade with the face of Rakshasa, paused and then flew to the eaves, scattered like magpies.Jinyi Raksha glanced at Yu Dingmao's corpse, which had been cut into shape, moved his fingers slightly, and the silver string fell into his palm again.

Yu Yiwei swallowed with difficulty, his mind seemed to be filled with paste, and his thoughts were in a mess.The profile of Luochagui's porcelain white face was still brightly imprinted in his eyes, he vaguely felt familiar, and he drew it over and over again in his heart.

A ray of light seemed to flash across his mind, and Yu Yi woke up like a dream: He had seen this face before!

While guarding in front of the quiet hall of the Tianshan Gate, Zhi Xu handed him two yellowed Jianghu Orders. The eyebrows and eyes on the portraits overlapped with the face of the black-clothed Rakshasa.

The Golden Crow... that person is the Golden Crow of the Ningyuan Hou Mansion.

Jinyi Luosha tightened his strings, turned around and walked out of the narrow alley, his body seemed to be stained with some bloodstains, revealing his evil spirit.Yu Dingmao's corpse fell from the air with a splash, splashing juice all over the ground.

After the assassins left, only the whimpering sound of the night wind drilling through the tiles could be heard everywhere, and Yu Zhi Xu Fang let go of Yu Yiwei in a cold sweat.Both of them were sweating profusely, like dogs in the water.

"Gone...?"

"Yeah." Yuzhi Xu Xian nodded hesitantly with a look of shock.

Yu Yiwei tremblingly said: "Just now they said...they will wipe out all the disciples of Tianshan Sect..."

Before answering his question in a hurry, Yu Zhixu stood up, patted his shoulder, and frowned slightly. "Yiwei, listen to the footsteps. They seem to be heading in one direction."

Suddenly, a pain as sharp as a knife cut through his heart, Yu Yi jumped up, and said in disbelief: "Could it be that they...!"

The Houtianlou Assassins rushed to the southwest corner, and their warehouse stood beside Tianya Stone.If Yu Dingmao had been interrogated for a while before killing Yu Dingmao, maybe Yu Dingmao would reveal the whereabouts of the Tianshanmen's children because he couldn't stand the torture.

The two looked at each other, and both saw the overflowing horror in each other's eyes.Yu Yi didn't take off his outer robe, and covered Yu Dingmao's miserable corpse, and jumped onto the eaves tiles together with Yu Zhixu.

The mellow mash is pouring, the fine wine is circulating, and there is a scene of frolicking in the building shop.The Tianshanmen disciples seemed to forget about Yu Dingmao's disappearance, and gathered together to play horse chess and dice.There are also some people who play with Azalea, and those who make small wine orders, all of them are so excited that they completely forget about the matter of finding people.

The vermilion lacquer door of the mansion shop opened suddenly, and with the night wind, a pair of soap brocade high boots stepped in.Some disciples who were playing Liubo by the door looked up and saw that the person who came was wearing a fairy cloud scarf and an extravagant snow gown. He looked like a disciple of Tianshan Sect, so he was relieved and quickly immersed himself in the game on the board .

The Taoist priest who entered the door looked around, and his eyes wandered from the front hall to the bedroom on the second floor.When the disciples of Tianshan Gate checked in, they all received a camphor wood sign and tied it on the door so that they could settle the rent.Now the lights in the bedrooms with the camphor boards were all turned off, and the disciples of Tianshan Sect gathered in the front hall, it was a good time to catch them all.

The Taoist closed the door, and a cruel smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips.

Hou Tianlou wanted to attack Tianshan Gate several times, but unfortunately he was defeated for various reasons. The previous time was blocked by Yu Jiachen, and the elders were not ordinary people. Hou Tianlou was often severely injured in the confrontation.But this time it might work, to kill all the young birds of Tianshan Gate tonight.

In an instant, the fingers of the Taoist figure moved slightly, pulling up the silver threads.Ten silver blessing rings were wrapped around the base of his fingers, and each ring was bound with extremely flexible silk.The silk thread pierced the sky in an instant, scraped towards the rattan paper cage hanging on the wall, and instantly split the white candle in the copper cup into two!

The mansion was instantly plunged into thick darkness, and the panicked shouts of the disciples of Tianshanmen echoed everywhere.Some frantically tried to touch the shallow plate of the oil lamp, but they touched sticky blood.Unknowingly, black figures flashed in the living room, the gate, and the railing. They were all Houtianlou assassins with swords and guns, and they went to chop the heads and necks of the students without saying a word.

"Kill... kill!"

The disciples shouted in panic, and by the time they realized it, the front hall was already in chaos like boiling water, and the sound of swords piercing flesh and firecrackers spraying was like a wave.This group of Tianshan disciples are mostly Erzhu disciples, and they are lazy by nature and love to play, and their swordsmanship is not good.What's more, they were just throwing money for fun, putting their swords aside, and when the lights went out, their eyes were just as blind as blind people.

For a moment, mixed words came from the dark: "Who? Who is here to kill?"

Someone blew on the torch, and the flame instantly illuminated the ferocious ghost face.The next moment, the blade of the sword pierced out like lightning, and the blade chopped off the wrist of the mountain gate disciple who was holding the fire fold, and blood spattered everywhere.

"The ghost face... is the Houtianlou assassin!"

Between the words, there seemed to be a few cold stars passing by.Several light yin and yang spurs burst out of the air, whirling and cutting across the disciple's head and neck, bringing up a string of bright red blood flowers.A few hawk-like figures flew down from the sky, and the sharp blade cut through the flesh and blood tendons in a blink of an eye, and cut the throats of the disciples of Tianshan Gate cleanly.

A few disciples who picked up the sword finally realized it later, and shouted, "...arrange the golden gang array!"

The Golden Gang formation is an enemy defense formation taught by Yu Dongqing in the past.All the disciples stood with their swords on their backs and walked away, trying their best to resist the sharp blade stabbing from the darkness.And after staying in the dark for a while, their eyes gradually became able to distinguish objects, and it was not difficult to dodge the swords of the assassins.

Yu Bingzi dodged left and right, but he would not be injured by the assassins.She is used to collecting herbs on the cliffs, and often needs to hide from the man-eating white birds of prey. Although her swordsmanship is mediocre, she also has agility.Seeing the assassins approaching from the side, she hurriedly raised the table and stool and beat them, unexpectedly also slapped several assassins on the head and abdomen in a rampage, and was able to escape.

Blood dripped all over the place in the mansion, like a flowing stream.

The blade cut through his shoulder, and the disciples beside him fell down one by one, screaming incessantly.Yu Bingzi no longer knew who was still alive, she panted in pain, and felt the wind was full of rust.

Suddenly, an old morant flew down from mid-air, screaming shrilly, and rushed straight towards them.There was a little light burning in the belly of the old morant, and the sound of scorching feathers could be heard faintly.

Someone recognized it and shouted in horror: "It's Feihuo!"

The so-called flying fire is a kind of fire tool that binds black powder to the body of the bird to attack the enemy.Now there are two heavy miscellaneous medicine balls tied to the old momorant's paws and belly.The paper shell was burned away, and there was a sudden and earth-shattering sound, and the whole thing exploded in front of me!

The heat wave flew out together with the barbed wire wrapped in gunpowder, nailing through the chests and abdomens of the disciples.Someone lifted himself up and wanted to jump up to the second-story railing, but he fell heavily like a bird with broken wings.Take a closer look, there seems to be a fine spider silk silver net stretched out with silver thread everywhere, and the silver thread is like a sharp knife, which can easily cut through the skin and flesh.

In an instant, several corpses were lying on the ground in disorder.

Standing between the silver threads is a figure dressed as the Taoist priest who came into the store earlier.He manipulated the strings, quietly watching the bloody wind that erupted in the mansion.

A student attacked him angrily with his sword, but within a moment, he was strangled to death by the cobweb-like strings, his five bodies were cut to pieces, and he fell to the ground in a daze.

Yan Jiubian smiled and took off the Taoist robe on his body, crumpled it and threw it on the ground, revealing a silk brocade dress.He covered his face with the Raksha copper mask tied around his waist, paced leisurely in the shadow of swords and swords, breathing in the strong smell of blood as if enjoying it.

Sometimes he thought of that humiliating night two years ago.On the night of besieging and killing Yujiachen at the Tianshan Gate during the pouring rain, that Yujiachen actually used an astonishing sword technique, and almost wiped out the entire Shuibu army with just one blow.But now he can finally take his revenge freely and indulge in the abuse of these fledgling children.

He was walking towards the back hall when he accidentally kicked the body lying on the ground.

The man who fell on the ground grunted, and stretched out a hand to firmly grasp Yan Jiubian's boot.This is a dying Tianshanmen disciple, his legs have been cut off by a sharp knife, and blood is gurgling from his body.

The dying student clasped his ankle tightly, tearing from the pain, trembling, squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Why... want our lives...?" He took a breath and asked again ,"Who are you?"

Yan Jiubian was surprised for a moment.Is this person who is like an ant lying on the ground worthy of talking to him?Death is imminent, do you still care about such things?Today, he was kind-hearted and in a good mood, so he paused his other foot, and protruded a small blade of a cold-glowing knife from the sole of his boot.

He smiled, his dimples seemed to be soaked in bee honey and sweet.At the same time, he raised his foot and stepped towards the student's eyes mercilessly.

The sticky and hot liquid spread under his feet, Yan Jiubian smiled and said in a low voice.

"I am... the black-clothed Rakshasa."