pain……

It hurts so much...it feels like my head is going to split.

The pale girl slowly opened her eyes and looked sideways at the warm and bright candlelight on the bedside. Her eyes were briefly dazed for a moment, and then gathered a determined light.

Pushing his body back with both hands to get out of bed, An Nianjiu suddenly found that the shoes and socks on his right foot had been removed at some point, and the ankle was wrapped with medicine. The pain seemed to have been greatly relieved.

The breeze blew by and the candle shadow swayed, as if there was a person standing outside the door.

She then found her boots next to the bed and her stockings stuffed in the boot barrels.

"Where are you going?" Teng Antong leaned out half of the body at the door and glanced sideways at An Nianjiu who was putting on shoes and socks.

"Go to where Yu Yan is."

"You still have many questions to answer to the Villa."

"We'll talk about it later."

Teng Antong said nothing, took off the sword from his waist, held it in his hand, and reached out to block the door with the hilt of the sword.

An Nianjiu looked at her side face in silence for a while, then turned and walked towards the window on the other side of the room.

"Stop." Teng Antong's voice sounded a little annoyed.

"Please help me, Master." An Nianjiu did not look back, "Or help me in another way. Two years ago in Yuling, Jiangzhou, when Yu Yanzhi was fighting to the death, I was lying on the ground like a corpse. Now I

Even if I die, I want to die on the way to the enemy."

"I didn't say I wanted to stop you." Teng Antong said, "I meant that even if you go, you should remember to come back. The sect master will give you a fair judgment."

An Nianjiu turned around and saw Teng Antong throwing the sword in his hand towards her. She instinctively reached out to catch it and held the hilt with disbelief.

"This is... the ancient sword Yun Ming." An Nianjiu pulled out the white sword blade an inch, and a strange light bloomed in his eyes.

"This is the ancient sword Yun Ming Flapping Wings inherited from the Huangwu Sect, and its spirit control technique is called Spirit Blade Flash." Teng Antong said, "I will leave it to you for the time being."

An Nianjiu did not refuse, accepted Yun Ming and saluted Teng Antong with clasped fists.

…

On top of the dragon pillar, Yu Shiqi climbed out of the skylight and saw Nie Guijiang and his assassins standing on the north side of the platform, ready to go.

At this time, the wind direction at high altitude had begun to change, and the south wind gradually became stronger. The assassins finally waited for the opportunity to act.

"Nie Guijiang!" Yu Shiqi saw that Nie Guijiang had already grabbed a triangular kite in his hand, and in desperation, he drew his sword and shouted.

"You're late." Nie Guijiang sneered scornfully, turned and walked towards the edge of the platform.

The remaining assassins also followed suit. After all, Yu Shiqi was still far away from them and it was too late to stop them.

"It's not too late!" Yu Shiqi shouted in a low voice. He believed that he would be able to catch up, because the sword he just pulled out was not the Qiu Ye on his waist, but the Weiyin Hanfeng carried behind him.

When Yun Ti Feng Shen drew his sword, he had already activated it through his mental thoughts, and the sudden thunder flash, which was double enhanced in speed and strength, suddenly rushed in front of the assassins in the blink of an eye.

Before the two people facing Yu Shiqi had time to react, their bodies were cut open by a sharp blade, and the kite fell apart.

"Chief, this guy..."

Nie Guijiang kicked away the person next to him who was trying to remind him, and at the same time blocked it with his sword, blocking Yu Shiqi's resolute slash.

Feeling the pressure coming from the sword, his eyes fell on the black ancient-style long sword in Yu Shiqi's hand, and he snorted coldly: "I also said that you suddenly made such great progress, it turned out that you didn't rely on yourself.

ability."

Yu Shiqi didn't answer. He flipped his wrist, twisted the blade of the sword, and feinted to trick Nie Guijiang into slashing him with his long sword. However, his figure nimbly slid around to the left, and his Cloud-Capturing Dragon Arm grabbed Nie Guijiang's shoulder.

Nie Guijiang ducked down to avoid it. Just as he was about to taunt, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of something that seemed to be holding something fragment in Yu Shiqi's empty left hand. He was suddenly shocked.

Yu Shiqi raised the corner of his mouth and spread his fingers to let the sawdust fragments fall: "Do you think I am aiming for the shoulder?"

Nie Guijiang's cheek twitched slightly, he raised his knife to cut off the rope on his body, and abandoned the kite behind him.

Only then did the assassins discover that the skeleton of the kite belonging to Nie Guijiang had been destroyed by Yu Shiqi.

"Didn't you escape from here last night with a kite missing a bracket? Why, you don't dare to try again tonight?"

Faced with Yu Shiqi's provocation, Nie Guijiang's originally bulging forehead gradually calmed down, and the sullenness on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by an understatement of self-deprecation.

"Sure enough, the closer a person is to victory, the easier it is to make mistakes. I should have been prepared to kill you from the beginning before setting off." As Nie Guijiang spoke, he had a short blade in his left hand, his eyes cold.

The surrounding assassins also took the initiative to unload their kites and cooperated with the leader to surround Yu Shiqi.

At this time, the scene on the top of the Dragon Pillar was very bizarre, because everyone was wearing the uniform of the Jin Yiwei.

"His cloud body and wind body won't last long. After this period of time, he will be nothing." Nie Guijiang said to his subordinates in a loud voice.

Yu Shiqi knew that these words were also meant for him. Nie Guijiang was good at attacking people's hearts. However, he might not be able to do what he wanted this time, because his heart would no longer be swayed by him.

The shadow of the sword flashed, and in the eyes of the three assassins on both sides of Nie Guijiang, Yu Shiqi's figure was almost invisible, and the black sword body of Weiyin Hanfeng danced in the dark night, and there was no sharp sword light to show it.

They determine the direction of attack.

The only thing that could help them grasp the trajectory of Yu Shiqi's movements was the purple thunder energy remaining in their field of vision. But just as they concentrated on trying to track down the purple thunder energy that locked onto Yu Shiqi's figure, those purple thunder energy remaining in the air

The purple electric light disappeared in an instant.

"Gone!" someone exclaimed.

"Is he faster again?"

"So fast that you can't see it at all..."

Different from the shock and panic of his subordinate assassins, Nie Guijiang's mood was empty. The moment Zi Lei disappeared, he understood what happened, but even so, he could only defend himself and had no time to remind those people.

subordinates.

The next moment, countless sword shadows fell from the sky, and the swift sword energy transformed from the true energy even overwhelmed the huge south wind in a short period of time. At first, there were only a few sword energy that came first, and the assassins were still able to deal with it, but

There was almost no pause. Several sword qi were followed by dozens and hundreds of sword energy one after another, like wild waves and heavy rain.

Yu Shiqi was in mid-air, with the long sword in his hand pointing downwards. There was no trace of Purple Thunder Qi in his body, because at the moment he jumped up, he had already completed the transformation process of the Thunder Veins into the Fengyun Veins.

Tongfengmen Fuyao's Sword·Fengyun Mystery·Wanhua Sword Rain!

Even Nie Guijiang had to defend and retreat at the same time, in order to avoid as much as possible the area covered by Yu Shiqi's sword energy.

"This is not a change that can be brought about simply by relying on a sword..." He thought silently in his heart. In the past, he had indeed underestimated this young man, whether he regarded him as the son of Zhong Lingqi or the one selected by Yunzhong Sword.

Swordsman...

The rain of swords stopped, and among the assassins, besides Nie Guijiang, there were three other assassins who were still standing. Although the three were injured by the heavy rain of sword energy, their injuries were not serious, and they recovered while blocking or retreating.

They were in a state of mind and were already ready to fight back. The moment Yu Shiqi's offensive dissipated and his figure fell from the sky, the three of them jumped up one after another and attacked Yu Shiqi together with their swords in their hands.

The thoughts of the three assassins were generally the same: Yu Shiqi could not be given a second chance to use the Wanhua Sword Rain, and they must take advantage of this interval to defeat him in one fell swoop.

Yu Shiqi also knew what they were planning. The Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Rain just now was the first time he used the newly learned Tongfeng Sect secret in actual combat. Compared with the other two secrets, this move has a wider attack area and is suitable for dealing with a group of enemies.

For many situations, the loss of true energy is also the largest.

If it were normal times, Yu Shiqi would indeed be in a predicament at this time with old forces trying to make new efforts. Facing the siege of three master assassins would be a disaster, but now he has absolute confidence in himself.

Because he was holding the Weiyin Hanfeng in his hand, and the circular golden pattern of the spirit control technique on the sword was still shining, even if his true energy had not yet recovered, he had nothing to fear!

Making an almost impossible adjustment to his posture while falling, Yu Shiqi inserted Weiyin Hanfeng back into the scabbard on his back, and immediately grasped the hilt of Qiu Ye's sword at his waist.

"Weiyin Hanfeng, the spirit control technique! The spirit blade flashes!" Yu Shiqi shouted loudly. He did not dare to bet that his normal mental strength could support the activation of two spirit control techniques at the same time, so he thought of Teng Antong.

The teaching aids in concentrating and vocalizing at the same time.

The Weiyin Hanfeng sword returned to its scabbard and emitted a metallic vibration. As if in response to Yu Shiqi's call, the sword in the scabbard quietly lit up with a second circular gold pattern with a slightly different shape.

The Spirit Taming Technique and the Flash of the Spirit Blade can reveal all the enemy's weaknesses the moment it is activated, and launch a precise and powerful blow against it.

"Break!" Yu Shiqi once again used the sword-drawing technique to counterattack the sword-drawing technique. The sword light in his hand surged as the edgeless sword Qiu Ye was unsheathed, accurately hitting the flaws inherent in the swords in the hands of the three assassins.

Nie Guijiang opened his eyes wide and saw that the killing formation formed by the three most skilled men among his men was disintegrated in an instant, and he suddenly felt his blood boiling all over.
Chapter completed!