Embrace the blade

Yi Buzhi's response was just a contemptuous smile, and then he grasped the barrel of the gun with both hands, let out a deep cry, and pushed the tip of the gun away from his shoulder little by little with force.

How could Qin Zheng allow it, the veins on his forehead were bursting out, and he pushed the Dragon Spear forward a bit more vigorously, but Yi Buzhi let go of the gun suddenly, dodged to avoid it and at the same time pushed the spear forward To the side, the tip of the gun suddenly lost its target and missed him, and the inertia even brought Qin Zheng to rush forward involuntarily.

Yi Buzhi raised his palm to meet his vitals, Qin Zheng hurriedly turned the spear, and the jet-black gun rod was slammed like an iron rod, but he saw that Yi Buzhi calmly changed his palm, unexpectedly The strength of the gun was resolved and it was firmly supported.

Qin Zheng's success in the previous attack mainly took advantage of Yi Buzhi's unpreparedness, but now he had no advantage in a direct confrontation.

"Do you want to go up and help Hero Qin?" Xue Le put the fainted Ye Xinghe in place, helped her second uncle and younger brother who were lying on the ground to the corridor and sat down by the pillars, and then walked to Qi Zhaoxi's side to ask questions.

"Don't worry, let's experience the twelve moves of swimming dragons." Qi Zhaoxi said.

As he said, Qin Zheng swung the Dragon Spear with all his strength, and the exquisite marksmanship that has been passed down for hundreds of years became more and more superb in his hands. The whistling of the air was the roar of the dragon, and the cold light on the tip of the spear was the sharp teeth of the dragon's mouth, which flew towards Yi Buzhi's chest.

Yi Buzhi leaned back to dodge, the sharpness brought by the gun point tore the cloth on his chest, before he straightened up, his hand reached out and quickly grabbed the gun barrel, and kicked up with the force of Qin Zheng's withdrawal of the gun.

Qin Zheng immediately spun across the body of the gun, dancing into an airtight wall in front of him, Yi Bu couldn't hit him, so he stepped on the momentum, jumped high, gathered his internal force in his palm, and slapped Qin Zheng's head heavily Next, the vigorous palm wind also poured down like a waterfall from the sky.

The palm wind had already crushed Qin Zheng's throat with a fishy and sweet taste, but he ignored it and raised his gun upward amidst hissing and roaring. At this moment, his figure was extremely majestic, not only to kill this person, but also as if Question the whole world of injustice.

After all, Yi Buzhi didn't want to risk his life on this blow, so he withdrew his palm hastily at the last moment, narrowly dodged the Dragon Spear, and landed on the eaves.

After him, Jiang Li slowly stood up.Jiang Li's chest was heaving violently, he was in pain everywhere, his wrists were crushed, his lungs were shattered, and even his vision was blurred, but he still kept his eyes open. Stare ahead.

Although Yi Buzhi suffered many wounds, his posture was still calm and unhurried. I saw his arm twisted strangely, swung the tip of the gun and suddenly held the gun under his armpit, and slid out his other hand vertically, cutting to Qin Zheng's throat.The spear was firmly controlled, Qin Zheng had no choice but to raise his hand to face him head-on in a critical situation, and was immediately shocked back two steps, blood finally spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Li could tell that Qin Zheng had little chance of winning, but he was fighting with his life on the back of resentment.

Jiang Li clenched the Cyan Frost Sword tightly with all his strength, but he cut his left thumb, blood gushed out, and then he wiped his lower lip with his fingertips, leaving a moist and eye-catching blush.

So he tasted the taste of blood, he took a deep breath, and silently recited the Dharma word by word, and gradually he no longer felt the pain, a scalding force rushed through the limbs and bones with the blood, burning The heart also filled him, his body became lighter, the wind stopped, everything was clear in his eyes, and even Ibuzhi's movements became extremely slow.

Jiang Li charged forward with his sword in hand, and the Qingshuang sword brought a bright silver arc, like a flash of lightning in the clear sky.

Yi Buzhi sensed the movement behind him, pushed the Dragon Spear away with one hand, and at the same time twisted his body and raised his palm to catch it.

Jiang Li slashed across with his sword, drawing a snowy full moon, and instantly aroused a thunderstorm. The sword energy swept away like a gust of wind, dispersing the black smoke above the sea of ​​fire, and shaking the trees together. After entering the water, he broke through the wind of the palm without any stagnation, and broke through I Buzhi's iron palm!

A splash of blood flew up into the air with his severed palm. Yi Buzhi opened his eyes wide. After seeing the blood, Jiang Li's pupils were astonishingly bright. Only then did the severe pain of his limbs split spread to his body. He couldn't help but feel miserable. Shout out.

Everyone in the courtyard watched in shock, and Qi Zhaoxi heard the middle-aged man under the corridor saying to the young man next to him: "...Don't you always ask me about Gu Si's demeanor when I was besieged and suppressed the Qishamen? arrive."

Jiang Li kept striking, one sword was faster than the next, as if a blanket of frost and snow fell in the wind, Yi Buzhi didn't even have time to see Jiang Li's movements, blood was already splashing on his body, and he had no way of parrying They had no choice but to back away again and again in horror, the tiles of the eaves cracked under their feet.

And behind Yi Buzhi was Qin Zheng, who roared out with the Dragon Spear. Under the pincer attack, Yi Buzhi quickly shortened his figure, the spear could barely cut through his shoulder, but he was hit by the heavy sword on his leg because of this moment of slowness. , Suddenly a deep bone wound can be seen.

However, Yi Buzhi also had a chance to breathe, so he used his only left hand to borrow strength from the gun barrel, and leaped over Qin Zheng's head.

Qin Zheng returned his spear and was about to give chase, but suddenly felt a fierce murderous aura rushing towards him. He hurriedly turned his head and saw that Jiang Li had clearly seen him, but the attack did not change, and the dazzling sword light was about to fall down.Qin Zheng didn't have time to think about it, he set up the Dragon Spear with both hands to block, and there was a wailing 'buzz', Qin Zheng felt the tiger's mouth was numb from the shock, and his cheek was cut by the sword energy, and it was hot and humid.

Xue Le was taken aback, and looked at Qi Zhaoxi: "Jiang Li doesn't look right..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qi Zhaoxi had already sprinted towards the eaves, drew his sword and blocked another blow from Jiang Li, the two swords collided clangingly, sparks sparked.

Jiang Li flipped his wrist, and the Qingshuang sword rubbed against the blade, making a sharp sound, and then struck towards his throat.Qi Zhaoxi dodged sideways, but was still scratched by the sword energy on the side of the neck, and blood beads appeared like coral beads. He didn't care, and just watched the other side closely: "Jiang Li? Jiang Li, it's me!"

With this shout, Jiang Li's movements also froze, and then he turned his eyes to look at Qi Zhaoxi, his eyes gradually cleared up, but his expression became a little dazed, and then all the strength in his body was drained in an instant, and the sword in his hand became heavy It's heavy, and I can't hold it anymore.

Qi Zhaoxi hurriedly hugged the limp Jiang Li, letting him lean in his arms.Jiang Li's face lost all color, and he became weak in the blink of an eye. He pointed to the distance with his trembling fingers, and shouted with all his strength, "...stop him!"

It turned out that Yi Buzhi, taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, crossed the courtyard wall with all his strength, leaped over the sea of ​​flames on the street, and escaped quickly.

"I'll go after it!" Qin Zheng picked up the Dragon Spear and chased after him.

Yi Buzhi used lightness kung fu to the extreme, escaped from the city after a few ups and downs, got into a dense forest in the outskirts, and finally exhausted his strength, and fell on the muddy ground.His hair was disheveled, and there were wounds under his blackened tattered clothes. In particular, there was only half a broken palm left on his proud right hand. He was truly in a state of embarrassment like never before.

Footsteps sounded not far away, Yi Buzhi raised his head in panic, but saw Yin Huaishu coming out from behind the old tree.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his anger also vented somewhere: "I just arrived now, you trash, what do I need you for!"

Yin Huaishu remained silent, admiring his appearance condescendingly and expressionlessly.

Yi Buzhi became more and more annoyed: "What are you waiting for, why don't you help me up?"

Yin Huaishu sneered suddenly, and said: "It seems that the sword I gave him is really useful. Although I didn't expect you to be able to pass through the fire, it saved me trouble."

"What do you mean?"

Yin Huaishu pulled out a long and narrow dagger from his sleeve, and with a cold light on his face, he spoke sarcastically, "What do you mean? What kind of thing is Yin Huaishu, why is it worth your trouble to guard against it?"

"You want to betray me, don't you want to live?" Ibuzhi was furious, and at the same time, he shrank back with his only left hand grabbing the soil, "If it wasn't for me, you think you can be there with your own ability." Prajna has lived for so many years?"

"Yes, I owe everything to you today." Yin Huaishu stepped forward, grabbed Yi Buzhi's skirt and turned him over, firmly pressed his knees against his struggle, and then tore off the clothes. He opened his collar, revealing the scarlet tattoo on the right under the collarbone, "If I don't take a gamble, how can I live?"

The dagger cut into the flesh under the collarbone obliquely, and Yi Buzhi couldn't help screaming, but his mouth was tightly covered immediately, and the wailing was stuffed in his throat.

"What's your name? It doesn't look like a man at all." Yin Huaishu focused on cutting the piece of flesh with the tattoo, holding the dagger with a steady hand, each knife was skillful and precise, as if this moment had been rehearsed in his mind Countless times, even though the body was shaking and struggling due to severe pain, and the blood gushing from his chest was flowing horizontally, his movements were not disturbed at all, and he even deliberately slowed down to enjoy the pain.

Yi Buzhi's body jerked violently, and then collapsed on the ground, no longer moving.

Yin Huaishu probed under I Buzhi's nose, and as expected, he died, and he made the last knife neatly. The tattoo on the thin layer of flesh was intact. He put it in his arms, and went to the quiet woods behind. Glancing at it, he walked away.

Not long after, hurried footsteps passed through the woods and stopped beside Yi Buzhi's body. Qin Zheng frowned and looked at Yi Buzhi lying in a pool of blood. His chest was dripping with blood and his face was distorted. , the slack eyes still stared angrily at the high sky.

Qin Zheng looked around and saw no trace of anyone, so he sighed angrily and took the corpse back.

Others in the mansion went to rest, but Qin Zheng refused to rest, and organized servants and a group of neighbors to rush to put out the raging fire in the streets and alleys.After busying for a long time, finally there was thunder rolling in the sky, a sudden heavy rain extinguished the fire, and the rain poured down, even diluting the scorched burn marks all over the ground.

Standing in the rain, Qin Zheng had nothing else to do, so he had to go back to the mansion, and dispersed the serving maids, wandering around the courtyard like a drenched lonely ghost, when he came to his senses, he was standing in front of Ruan Ning's room.

Qin Zheng hesitantly raised his hand and pushed open the door, and suddenly froze, seeing that the round table had been set with food, bowls and chopsticks, as if he was waiting for him to come.Qin Zheng's heart was beating wildly, he rushed into the room and searched in a hurry, but found nothing, he stood in the room blankly, the rain dripped from his clothes and made a ticking sound, he thought it was funny, and wondered what he was trying to find .

So Qin Zheng sat down at the table and took a closer look. The rice grains in the bowl were cold and hard, and a layer of meat oil had condensed on the cool dishes. It must have been placed by Ruan Ning last night when Ruan Ning was waiting for him. No one cares about paying.

The two were still arguing yesterday, but now it's been a lifetime, it's like a big dream, I don't know how to wake up.

The sky was more gloomy due to the heavy rain in recent nights, and the room was dark. Qin Zheng suddenly picked up the chopsticks and picked up the food. The taste was so cold that he could hardly taste it, but he nodded to the opposite side, picked up a few more chopsticks and mixed the rice with the food. Stuttering, it looks like he has been hungry for most of his life, his cheeks are bulging, his throat is choked and it is difficult to swallow, and he is still desperately gobbling, tears falling silently.