A member of the Qinglian cult slowly approached and asked.

His voice was relaxed and free at the beginning, but then quickly became a little weak, and even began to tremble.

At the same time, others also saw something was wrong.

His expression quickly changed from impassioned to full of doubt.

Yan protected him and kept his posture motionless.

Nearly ten breaths have passed since I first settled there.

The time was a bit too long.

"Brother Yan?"

The person closest to him called out tentatively.

He got no response.

"Brother Yan!?"

He couldn't help but raise his voice and called again.

"Stop barking..."

Night Owl murmured to himself, holding the sword hilt firmly, and subconsciously took a step back.

"What are you talking about?" The Qinglian cultivator turned his head and glanced.

"Run away!!!"

Her voice was hoarse and her whole body was shaking.

Without hesitation, he turned around and left.

Others were distracted and stood there motionless.

Suddenly, there was a soft click.

Immediately afterwards, there was a continuous clicking sound.

Several Qinglian disciples suddenly narrowed their eyes.

His eyes never left the back of Protector Yan.

Under the gaze of several eyes.

That tall and ferocious body suddenly turned into countless fragments, falling down with crackling noises.

The water splashed up and quickly dyed a large area of ​​the ground dark red.

Whoosh!

A large ball of scarlet silk thread danced wildly, then disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Gudong!

Several Qinglian cultists swallowed their saliva and felt confused for a moment.

He wanted to turn around and run away, but his arms and legs were fighting again. His whole body felt weak and he could hardly move.

But in their frightened eyes, the figure that came with the wind and rain just now disappeared.

I don't know where that person is now, or when he will attack them, turning them into pieces of corpses scattered on the ground.

Their worries did not last long.

Then with a few muffled sounds, everything turned into nothingness.

Everything was shrouded in darkness and lost all light and color.

Wei Tao stood among several corpses and turned his head to look in a certain direction.

His eyes penetrated the vast wind and rain, and quickly caught and locked onto the running figure.

The night owl tried his best to escape.

I didn't dare to look back again, and I didn't even stop for a moment.

She really couldn't believe her eyes.

I can't understand it at all.

Why did that guy become so terrifying after just one night?

The feeling when fighting her last night was completely different.

Protector Yan was definitely stronger than her, but he died without a sound, which could even be called terrifying and weird.

Until she finally turned around and ran away, she only knew that Protector Yan's life breath was quickly disappearing, but she had no idea what happened.

It was obvious that Protector Yan had used the Qinglian Secret Technique Yunlong Kill with all his strength to crush the man, but the development of the situation was completely unexpected.

She didn't see the man take action at all. Protector Yan was already frozen in place until his life breath suddenly dropped, and he was on the verge of life and death in an instant.

The biggest fear comes from the unknown.

At least that's the case for her.

Even if Protector Yan had a head-on confrontation with that man and was defeated and killed after a violent collision, she would not be so frightened that she would be completely confused.

Bang bang bang!

Regardless of his injuries, Night Owl tried his best to escape towards the town.

Every time she landed, there would be a large splash of water, covering her not-so-tall body.

Suddenly, I felt an inexplicable itchiness on the back of my neck.

It's like loose strands of hair flickering there.

The next moment, not only my neck, but also other places felt inexplicably itchy.

It feels almost exactly the same as the back of my neck.

"This feeling!?"

The night owl was horrified and his heart suddenly contracted.

It was like being grasped by a big cold hand, and then suddenly tightened inwards.

"Seven Kills in the Dark Night, the First Style!"

The night owl screamed shrilly, and the long sword in his palm suddenly disappeared.

In an instant, there was a strong chill, and sword lights were flying all over the sky.

Then all the sword light suddenly disappeared.

Ye Xiao held the sword in his backhand and stared blankly at the figure standing silently a few steps away.

It was as if the dense scarlet tentacles that had risen violently in her perception and drowned out the sword light had never appeared at all, and were just an illusion.

"It is indeed a very superb swordsmanship. The surprise you brought to me is even greater than that of that reckless man just now."

Wei Tao sighed softly and took a step slowly.

"Seven Kills in the Dark Night, the Fourth Style!"

Night Owl felt a warning sign in his heart, and he didn't dare to stop, even if he stabbed out with another sword.

Wei Tao's pupils narrowed slightly, and his eyes did not look at the dazzling sword light, but only fell on her shoulders, which still had some difficulty in moving.

Night Owl drew out his sword very quickly, and brought up an afterimage with his right hand. In an instant, it cut through the rain curtain and cut out a bright light.

Click!

As soon as the sword was stabbed out, Ye Xiao's expression changed drastically.

Without any warning, the hand holding the sword fell into another scorching palm, preventing her from fully performing the fourth move.

The energy and blood in his body surged, and the sword intent in his heart came back. Ye Xiao suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and a large ball of blood gushes out of his mouth.

There was a muffled sound.

She received a slap on the chest, her body flew up into the air, and fell flat on the muddy ground.

Even the Jade Cutting Sword was gently snatched away and fell into the hands of that person.

Night Owl raised his head with difficulty.

With eyes full of despair and fear, she watched Wei Tao slowly approach and stand in front of her.

"The sword is a good sword, but the man is a bit inferior."

He carefully observed the sword in his hand.

The dense scarlet threads in the eyes quickly converged towards the center of the pupils, and finally disappeared.

"I'm not just talking about you, but also those few people just now. Their strength level is also very low, and they didn't allow me to stretch my muscles at all.

That is to say, the strong man who took action at the beginning allowed me to test my skills and verify the power of the newly learned secret method."

He casually inserted the chopped jade into the ground, "You are all members of the Qinglian Sect, but you appear at the venue of the sect's grand competition. What is the conspiracy in this? I hope you can tell the truth. It can be regarded as abandoning the dark side and turning to the bright side, leaving some room for yourself.
To be continued...