There was no way to avoid the streets. An Nianjiu calmly raised her arm and shot a zip line up with her right prosthesis, thus climbing up to the roof on the right.

The swirling giant sword swept over the street below, leaving terrifying scratches on both sides. After exhausting its power, the giant sword stopped rotating and fell to the ground. The man with shirtless hair seemed to have exhausted his strength. He did not retract the iron chain for the time being but hung his arms to breathe.

His body was steaming, and the rainfall falling on the bronze skin was evaporated by high heat in an instant.

"This is Wu Lie's blood..." An Nianjiu murmured at the enemy below, feeling a strong shock in her heart.

As the little man said, this is a variety that has been improved and weakened by the Wangui Sect. She has now completely believed that the first batch of drugs made by Song Jiuhe back then could really turn people into monsters.

After discovering that the other party seemed to be exhausted by using the powerful move just now, An Nianjiu no longer hesitated and ran around the side close to the eaves on the side of the roof.

He took the opportunity to jump hard on his feet, and An Nianjiu fell down like a flying swallow, and Cun Ying brought out a screeching sword light through the rain curtain.

The chains struggled and made a rustling sound. The man who noticed the crisis behind him burst into blue veins on his arms and swung the iron lock and giant sword again.

An Nianjiu expected that he would not sit still and wait for death, and she did not recklessly want to exchange her life with her opponent. The first target of her attack chose her shoulders in order to temporarily destroy the other party's arms.

Cun Ying's sharp blade slashed all the way from the gap in the right shoulder blade. The momentum of the man raising his right arm was frustrated, and he finally hanged down weakly.

An Nianjiu turned around with a knife, moved half of his body lightly, and did the same on his left shoulder, which also disintegrated his left arm.

The next moment, the man with shirtless hair fell on his knees and knelt on the ground. An Nianjiu's knife swam past his hind legs and cut off the tendons of his heels.

Wu Lie's blood seemed to curb the pain. An Nianjiu did not hear the other party roaring pain, and the wounds were still healing at high speed. But this little time was enough for her to seize the opportunity. The other party had untied the iron locks wrapped around her body in order to extend the threat range of the giant sword during the attack. Now the iron locks on his body are no longer enough to form armor-like protection.

An Nianjiu's eyes were cold and gritted silver teeth. She held the knife in both hands and raised Cun Ying. She took the left hand as the main guide. Her right prosthetic limb pressed against the end of the hilt and strengthened her strength. The tip of the knife pointed at the other party's back heart.

"Pa,pa,pa", just as she was about to stab the other person's heart with a knife, a light but implicit applause came from a high place.

After hearing the applause, An Nianjiu knew that something had changed, but she still pierced the body of the shirtless man with a knife without hesitation, and pushed his right palm until the blade was over. The rhythm of the powerful heart that was alienated by Wu Lie's blood was transmitted from Cun Ying's blade to the left palm holding the hilt. She then turned the hilt mercilessly and completely crushed its vitality.

He kicked the dead man in the back and pulled out Cun Ying. An Nianjiu looked up at the person standing on the roof on the other side and stroking his palms, with a trace of surprise flashing in her eyes.

That was the short man who had met her in the alley before. An Nianjiu didn't expect that she would give up the idea of ​​following and following him, but the other party secretly followed him.

"The last few knifes are neat and beautiful." The short man said, jumping from a high place and landing on the street in front of An Nianjiu.

An Nianjiu gently turned the knife in her hand, allowing the rain to evenly wash away the blood on the knife's body, while staring at the other party's actions without saying a word.

"It seems that you not only know Wu Lie's blood, but also know how to deal with it." The short man glanced at the deadly corpse, "This is really rare. The Wangui Sect took a lot of effort to figure this out, because Song Jiuhe did not leave any related methods."

An Nianjiu secretly tsk, realizing that her identity might not be hidden. This short man seemed careless and told him many secrets of the Wangui Sect so easily, but in fact, this guy seemed to be a deeper plan.

She didn't want to reveal her identity as Yun Zhongjian for the time being. Fortunately, this man did not escape quietly after witnessing her battle but chose to show up. In this way, there was room for recovery - that is, to kill him together here.

This rain would cover up their breath. No one would notice that the battle had occurred here before the rain stopped. She had never thanked the rainy day as she did now.

"You want to kill me?" the short man shrugged and smiled, "Is it because of guilt? The person you just killed is one of the closest relatives of the leader of the Wangui Sect. Are you afraid that I will go back and report it?"

"Since you are following me here and watching this person, I guess there is no benefit in going back to report, right?" An Nianjiu said calmly, "After reading this, I killed someone, I didn't leave quietly, but showed up on my own initiative. What advice do you have?"

"I have the same idea as you now." The short man moved his wrist and made a giggle. "I originally thought I could become a new companion, but now it seems that continuing to let you mess around in the city will ruin our big things."

An Nianjiu snorted coldly: "That's your own whimsical thoughts."

The short man shrugged and laughed at himself, and suddenly asked An Nianjiu, "Are you Yunzhongjian?"

"Or what do you think I am?" An Nianjiu asked in a sarcastic tone.

"Then you come to Qingdu to seek death." The short man suddenly slapped his hands heavily, and the shocking internal force made the water on the ground around him surge like a wave.

An Nianjiu was unmoved. In her opinion, this was just a pretentious mystery. This person was obviously a warrior who practiced the true qi of internal energy rather than a secret savage. It was not surprising that he could activate internal energy to shake the rainwater all over his body.

But gradually she felt something was wrong. The rainwater around the short man was gathering more and more. Two water columns as thick as arms were tangled like dragons and snakes, and finally gathered between his palms into a water ball with high-speed rotation and strange ripples.

The short man still continued to output true energy with his two palms. The vigorous true energy flattened the ends of the ball of water, causing it to gradually transform from a perfect round ball into a gyro-like cone, and finally like two closed cymbals.

"go!"

With a low shout, the cymbal flywheel formed by the water ball broke into the air, and when An Nianjiu approached, it was divided into two, and walked out half-moon arcs to the left and right.

An Nianjiu retreated quickly. She understood that the two balls of water were just a trick, and her real murderous intent came from the other party's strange true energy. Such moves gave her a strong sense of sight. When the imperial capital was harassing, she had faced the Xi priestess of the Dragon Blood God Sect, and had experienced the other party's unique skill "Verry Cloud". The moves used by the person in front of her were similar to the sword skill Verry Cloud.

Usually, after a certain time and distance after the true qi leaves the body, it will attenuate and weaken itself. Therefore, the mainstream martial arts of most sects pay attention to using true qi on close-range weapons such as fists, feet, swords and swords. Few people use true qi to attack in the air. The reason is not that it cannot be done, but that it has low utilization value. Even some tricks of throwing weapons are usually supplemented by true qi, focusing on the use of weapons and the power used in throwing themselves to cause damage to the enemy.

With a try-making mentality, An Nianjiu waved her sword and slashed her continuously after retreating for a certain distance, and took the initiative to face the two groups of water disc flywheels chasing.

The blade slashed on the rotating water ball, and a sharp metal friction sound made. An Nianjiu's left wrist was so violent that the long sword almost left his hand. Fortunately, the two water plates were exhausted after colliding with the knife and disintegrated. It seemed that the common sense of true qi being weakened from the body was still effective.

"So what about this?" The short man had already flew close to him in the accumulated water at some point, and two new water balls condensed and formed on his palm.
Chapter completed!