It seems that Ye Qingxuan relied entirely on luck, he reined in the horse just to find out who the two monks who plotted against him were, and he escaped by luck.
But in fact, Ye Qingxuan's calculations in his heart had already been calculated countless times, just to avoid the slightest doubt.
Now he is no longer Ye Qingxuan, but the killer Yan Shisan. His eyes stayed on the faces of the two monks in front of him for a while, and then moved to the faces of the two monks who were chasing after him.
The four faces were very strange, very young, and quite handsome. Ye Qingxuan was sure that he absolutely did not know these monks. Although they also had white cassocks, they were obviously not members of the White Lotus Sect.
This made Ye Qingxuan's eyes cast a layer of surprise.
The monk's eyes were cold and unfeeling.
The Buddha's heart is merciful and serene. These four monks don't seem to have much ties to Buddhism. As for their ruthless attacks just now, even the most famous killers may not be able to perform so perfectly.
Holding the long sword tightly, Ye Qingxuan asked coldly: "Where is the monk from?"
The four monks sneered and did not answer, but shot again.
The two monks behind raised their left hands, lifted the straw hats on their heads, and flew towards Ye Qingxuan head-on.
Ye Qingxuan swept his left hand, and the two straw hats fell into his hands at the same time.
The four monks rushed forward at the same time, the two behind rolled on the spot and cut Ye Qingxuan's feet obliquely, while the two in front flew up like big birds, and the two swords in the air went straight to Ye Qingxuan's head.
Four people, four swords, coordinated tacitly, regardless of the front and back, attacked together, two by two formed a pair, and both pairs cut.
If this cut is done right, Ye Qingxuan's two feet and one head will be perfect.
Chirp, chirp!
A few lumps of objects were cut into several pieces in an instant under the chichi chichi's sword light!
There was no joy on the faces of the four monks, not even a trace.
Because what they cut off were only the two straw hats that Ye Qingxuan took in his hands.
Ye Qingxuan was already floating ten feet away.
"It's interesting!" Ye Qingxuan said this before the four swords pierced left and right.
This time the attack was fiercer and more ruthless, even those with the worst martial arts could see that none of the four swords was merciful, and there was not one that was not life-threatening.
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help frowning, he didn't need to ask clearly, he was a killer, when he was hunted down, of course he would fight back.
The four monks didn't seem to have the patience to answer the question, and when they stabbed out with a sword, there was no turning back.
Ye Qingxuan snorted coldly.
The sound continued, and the sword was unsheathed with a dragon chant.
The dragon chant is still ringing, clank clank!
The four long swords stabbed by the four monks have been broken by Ye Qingxuan's sword coefficient!
"Who sent you here?" Ye Qingxuan had no time to ask.
The four monks looked even more serious, looked at each other, and suddenly laughed together.
Ye Qingxuan was taken aback, because the four monks in front of him had only half a tongue left in their mouths, unable to speak at all.
At the same time, Ye Qingxuan immediately thought of their identities.
According to our own information, there are such a group of tongueless monks raised under the tent of Monk Shisheng Moyun on Sansheng Island. I think it's these people.
It's just that, seeing them ambushing here, it seems that their purpose is to assassinate Bai Zhongyun, or the group of assassins who succeeded, and I was robbed and killed by them just at the right time.
The four swords retracted and stabbed again, and struck again, all the strength of the four monks had been concentrated on the swords.
Ye Qingxuan didn't want to get too entangled, so he shouted loudly, and performed the [Thirteen Swords of Desperation] trick, the cold light flashed suddenly, two swords flew into the air, two swords pierced the mountain wall, and one sword stabbed obliquely into the leaf. In front of Qingxuan's feet, half a foot into the ground.
Ye Qingxuan's own sword.
This move of Shejian was ingenious and sharp, Ye Qingxuan stood proudly with his hands behind his back, but the faces of the four monks opposite were already turning blue.
The eyes of the two sides met in mid-air, and Ye Qingxuan finally had the opportunity to ask again: "Tell me, why did you kill Bai Zhongyun? I told you to spare you!"
The faces of the four monks turned pale immediately, they looked at each other again, each flipped their right hands, and Huo Di pulled out a dagger from each arms.
Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly, and said, "What? You still have to do it..."
Before the words fell, the four monks flipped the daggers in their right hands at the same time, and pierced into their chests with a poof.
Ye Qingxuan was shocked on the spot.
Just as he was about to stop it, the four monks pulled out their daggers at the same time.
The blood was furious, and people fell down in anger.
Ye Qingxuan's face turned blue.
Sure enough, it was ruthless!
Could it be that the secret war between the Sansheng Islands has begun to surface, and direct conflicts have begun to erupt
Ye Qingxuan looked at the pool of blood on the ground, the four corpses in the pool of blood, and looked puzzled.
A gust of wind suddenly blows, blood, flying on the sand, flying in the wind, wandering in the fog.
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ten o'clock.
The sun hangs high, and the fog clears the bridge.
Ye Qingxuan walked on the bridge.
Walking in the thick fog, it looks dusty.
All the way south, although there are people, so far, he has not been able to find a second horse.
Lanqiao has clear water, and there is a plum forest on the other side of the bridge. Although the season of plum blossoms has passed, the air still retains the cool plum fragrance, which is fragrant in the wind.
Just admiring the beautiful scenery of the countryside, the bridge under my feet suddenly stopped!
The planks of the wooden bridge shattered and flew, half of Ye Qingxuan's body sank immediately!
At the same time, two whirlpools exploded in the stream under the bridge at the same time. The stream entered and shot, and two white figures shot out like scissors. With a flash of cold light, the two long swords flew left and right towards Ye Qingxuan's waist and abdomen.
The sudden interruption of the bridge was already an accident, and the bridge fell, and it was inevitable to be at a loss.
The opponent took advantage of this unexpected situation of panic, Ye Qingxuan was at a loss, and the two stabbing swords were strange, and suddenly, the opponent wanted to dodge, which was almost unrealistic.
But what is surprising is that these two sure-fire moves unexpectedly missed the target!
Chi Chi's human swords flew staggeredly, and the falling sawdust was destroyed by the sword energy before it touched the blade, and disappeared like powder.
Ye Qingxuan's people also seemed to have turned into dust and disappeared without a trace.
The two groups of white shadows fell to the ground in an instant.
Yuebai cassock, and two young monks.
The monk looked shocked and angry, and his murderous four eyes fell on the broken bridge and among the broken ruins.
Ye Qingxuan sat cross-legged on the head of the broken bridge, looking at the two opponents calmly.
This calmness and calmness in the face of danger immediately made the two monks gasp.
The efforts of the two monks were in vain, but they didn't give up. Suddenly there was a strange howl, and the human sword flew into the sky.
There was a loud noise as the clothes split open, the person flew up and down, and the two lightning-like long swords struck Ye Qingxuan in the air.
People are like angry eagles, and the sword is even more fierce.
Ye Qingxuan was actually sitting in the same place as before, the two eyes wide open.
Sword, struck down by lightning.
Ye Qingxuan flicked his fingers suddenly, and struck twice with his chi chi, and the two long swords broke in the middle at the same time. The two monks had no time to exclaim, and they were held down by Ye Qingxuan, one by one, like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years. Sit quietly in one place.