The moon was covered by dark clouds, and the sky was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.
In the middle of the night, the wind is strong and the weeds are bleak. The wilderness, which is already quiet on weekdays, is even more like a ghost land at night.
Although it is only half a mile away from the town, the civilians in the vicinity have always regarded it as fearful of the road.
Because there is a mass grave nearby, corpses picked up by wild dogs are torn to pieces from time to time, and the stench is pungent.
And this mass grave is not far away, it is a Yi Zhuang, a deserted Yi Zhuang. It was dilapidated, and under the moonlit night, it seemed to be a bit eerie.
There used to be an old man who lived here in this charity village, but recently he heard that it was haunted by ghosts, so he was also scared away.
It is said that the old carpenter got sick because of this, and died within two days after arriving home. The Yizhuang has been vacant since then. Afterwards, several strange things happened here. From time to time, people saw Black and White Wuchang walking here, so even in broad daylight, no one dared to come here.
But tonight, there was a young man, carrying a lantern, walking slowly towards this Yizhuang from a distance.
White lantern, white light.
Under the gloomy wind, the face of the visitor was as pale as a dead person, but the weird atmosphere could not hide a slight smile from the corner of the visitor's mouth.
With a creak, the door of Yizhuang was pushed open by him.
A gust of dark wind rushed towards him, stirring up the corners of his clothes. Strolling into the hall, inside the dilapidated doors and windows, there were three dilapidated coffins placed side by side, bursts of rancid air rushed towards the face.
The person who came didn't mind, Shi Shiran hung the white lantern in the hall, and the pale candle light illuminated the ground less than ten meters away.
Although the light was not strong, it was enough to illuminate the positions of the three coffins.
The person who came to the hall chose a wooden chair that could still sit down, and sat down gently. The chair made a strange creaking sound, which was extremely ear-piercing in the gloomy and quiet hall.
Woo...
A voice that looked like a dark wind and howling like a ghost rang out indistinctly...
The visitor sneered, and said leisurely: "You two don't need to play tricks anymore, I am not an ignorant countryman, put away your tricks..."
Bang, bang!
Two muffled voices sounded suddenly, and the lids of the left and right two of the three coffins suddenly flew up and flew straight towards the young man sitting on the chair.
A stream of light flew past, and there were two soft hissing sounds. The two heavy coffin lids split into four pieces in the air, and the angle was tilted outwards. They flew past the person who came by, and smashed into the wall with a bang. , the whole house was shaken endlessly by this collision, and the dust kept falling.
The young man sat motionless on the chair, with a long sword in his hand that was shining brightly like autumn water, he scratched his nails calmly, and at the same time said calmly: "Meeting is better than being famous. It turns out that the famous 'Black and White Shuangsha' in Miaoling Just a little bit of morality..."
"Bold!"
A strange voice that blended a thin and a rough voice sounded at the same time...
Suddenly there was a whistling wind, and a gust of wind blew in from outside the door. The candle flames in the white lanterns suddenly dimmed, and the temple went dark. The wind dies down. When the candlelight came back to life, there were already two strange people in the hall.
The two were dressed in black and the other in white. They were tall and thin, with haggard looks like dead people, and their faces were identical. They turned out to be a pair of twin brothers. Their cold and heartless faces made people feel shuddering.
As soon as the two of them appeared, the two pairs of triangular eyes stared at the young man in front of them at the same time, and they both spoke at the same time, and said in unison: "Who is the junior who made us brothers? Our brothers have not been seen for decades. Jiang Hu, seeing how young you are, how can you recognize this old man!?"
The two spoke in unison, as if they were the same person. After such a long speech, there was no difference in a word. With the voices of one high and one low, one yin and one yang, one high pitched and one deep, it was extremely shocking.
It turned out that this pair of strange people named "Black and White Shuangsha" were originally conjoined twin brothers. The heads of the two were connected as one, and they were born with the same mind. They were separated after encountering strange people.
After the completion of martial arts, it is difficult for anyone to compete with each other in the joint attack of the two, because no matter how familiar two people are, there will always be moments when they disagree. The combination of people is exceptionally tacit, and when they attack the enemy, the combination of the two even surpasses the formation formed by more than ten people.
These two people were notorious in the underworld, but they suddenly disappeared without a trace twenty years ago. It is really puzzling that they would appear in the righteous village next to this small town today.
But what is even more puzzling is that this black and white double evil, his two brothers are hiding here, how could they be discovered
The young man laughed and said: "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is what I do here? Hehe, since the two masters have retired from the world for twenty years, why should they come out again? As long as the two of you put the one in the middle The corpse in the coffin is handed over to me, this junior promises that no one will disturb the two of you in the future... "
"You want this corpse!?"
The eyes of the two of them widened, and then they turned cold again, and said at the same time: "Do you know whose body this is!? How did you know..."
"Of course I know, how many people in the world don't know Aizi who is the number one swordsman in the world? What's more... he is able to lie here now, and he has a great relationship with me..."
The young man told the truth that surprised the two of them, and flicked the blade of the sword at the same time, with a buzzing sound, it seemed to hit the black and white Shuangsha's heart hard.
This young man who burns the lamp to fight at night is Luo Jingli, an outstanding member of the new generation of killer organization "Blood Fiend". He was ordered to assassinate Shentu Batian, but unexpectedly came to look for Shentu Batian's body again, and Zuo Shaobai secretly hid Shentu Batian's body here, all of this was full of mysteries.
The wind is rising again!
Black and white Shuangsha finally couldn't help but make a move...
The lanterns hanging on the pillars of the hall were instantly extinguished, and the hall was suddenly plunged into darkness.
Swish, swish, bang, bang...
The sword light flickered, and the energy surged.
The violent wind in the hall made people feel pain all over their bodies and had difficulty breathing.
When the strength ceased, a little candle was lit again, and the lantern was lit again. Luo Jingli wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his smile remained the same.
And the black and white pair of evil spirits still stood in place, but their face became even paler, and their sleeves exploded into rags, falling slowly, obviously having suffered a dark loss.
The two said in surprise in unison: "[Liuyun Piercing Heart Sword Art]!? You are the disciple of 'Ghost Sword' Yan Wuchang!?"
Luo Jingli said with a smile: "It is indeed [Liuyun Piercing Heart Sword Art], otherwise how can we restrain the two of you from joining forces?"
"Bah!" Black and white Shuangsha hissed angrily: "The boy learned to be as shameless as Yan Wuchang. At that time, my senior brother 'Li Jian' Yan Wushe was talented. Helping, the achievement is extraordinary, but thinking of the family relationship, I just passed this swordsmanship to my half-brother Yan Wuchang. I didn't expect that Yan Wuchang was jealous of the martial arts and status of the senior brother, and joined forces with Fengyi Pavilion to frame the senior brother and beat him down. There are no bones left on the cliff, such a shameless act, do you think no one in the world knows about it?"
Luo Jingli said with a smile: "In that case, why didn't the two of you announce this to the world? Heh heh, it's not that the two of you are equally cruel and tyrannical by nature. Back then, this set of swordsmanship was created by Yan Wushe to restrain you two brothers. It came out. If it wasn’t for Yan Wushe who forced the two of them back into the arena twenty years ago, maybe the two of them would have committed such cruel and bloody things. Yan Wushe thought of his fellow disciples and avoided the lives of the two of them, but didn’t the two of them still Secretly took refuge in Zuo Shaobai, intending to make a comeback?"
The black and white Shuangsha's face did not change at all, but the anger in their eyes almost gushed out like flames.
Luo Jingli continued: "This time, I'm just taking away Shentu Batian's body, why don't you two just sell your favor?"
"What's so important about a corpse!?" Black and White Shuangsha asked.
Luo Jingli blinked, and said: "Zuo Shaobai is conceited about his intelligence, you two might as well let him guess!"
at this moment.
The black and white Shuangsha each let out two utterly opposite long howls, high pitched and low pitched, and shot with all their strength.
Their actions are very strange.
The inner two arms of the black and white Shuangsha were connected together, and Heisha's right palm was slapped forward, just in time to meet the left palm that was pushed horizontally by Baisha.
boom!
Just like yin and yang complementing each other, a whirling force ten times more powerful than before, swirls around the place where the pair meets, and spreads to every inch of space in the hall like a wave in an instant.
The sundries, coffins, tables, chairs and benches all around were immediately blown outward by the force, and the wave-like force rushed directly in front of Luo Jingli's eyes.
The combination of black and white evil spirits is extremely powerful, first of all, using the strange inner strength, arouse a cyclone, and sweep it towards the enemy. This thunderous strike is indeed unparalleled in power.
Clang!
The long sword in Luo Jingli's hand charged again, and a scream resounded from the sword in his hand.
The body and the sword merged into one, turning into a shooting star in mid-air, unparalleled in power and radiant, rushing towards the powerful wave without fear...
boom!
The violent energy rushed outward, and the dilapidated hall of Yizhuang immediately fell apart. All the walls and roof were thrown outward, exposing the blue brick floor of the hall.
The black and white twins, screaming and groaning, rushed out of the door, with countless holes in their bodies, and even more blood spattered continuously, and the two figures disappeared in an instant.
Luo Jingli fell down and spit out a big mouthful of blood. If it wasn't for this set of swordsmanship to restrain black and white, with his own strength, he would not be a match for the two at all.
Luo Jingli couldn't help thinking of Zong Xuan's entrustment, and couldn't help cursing inwardly, "Damn it, this time I was so fooled by that kid Zong Xuan that I almost lost my life, and even now it's equivalent to directly betraying "Blood Fiend", If the benefit of turning back is not enough, he must be killed with a sword to dispel the hatred in his heart.
Luo Jingli staggered to the outside of the hall, and the coffin containing Shentu Batian flew out, throwing his body out.
Looking at Shentu Batian's pale face, Luo Jingli sneered, took out a pill from his bosom, stuffed it into Shentu Batian's mouth, and slowly rubbed his chest twice. Turning ruddy, he took a sharp breath and opened his eyes.
Luo Jingli stared at Shentu Batian from top to bottom, and said with a smile: "Young Master, how does it feel to have died once? This 'Ziwu Duanhun Pill' is amazing..."
Shentu Batian glared at him angrily, sat up abruptly, answered irrelevant questions, and said through gritted teeth: "Zuo Shaobai, I'm going to tear your corpse to pieces!"
…
When Ye Qingxuan and others rushed to Wushui Town outside Bashan, they had completely changed into a different image.
Ye Qingxuan ingeniously used make-up to make everyone look like gangster youths who had just entered the green forest and robbed houses for a living.
And he blatantly claimed how many lives he had killed, how much money he had robbed, and which rich family's daughter he had slept with.
It's not that they don't know how to keep a low profile, but because they are so numerous and powerful, they are young, and they ran all the way to this bandit's lair. Eyes and ears, even if they are cautious, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be discovered, but sometimes they are even more suspicious because of their cautious style.
On the contrary, this self-deprecating posturing is extremely contemptible, but the more outsiders look down on them, the less they will pay attention to them, and the few of them have become safer.
Several people gathered in the lobby of a small restaurant at this time, drinking in big bowls and eating meat.
Ye Qingxuan lowered his voice, and said: "Did you guys see that the waiter and shopkeeper of this shop, the vegetable seller at the door, and the kid who bumped into us on purpose... should be all evil Whistle of the Wuji Valley. There are layers of piles and piles of hidden piles outside, I don’t know what happened in the valley that provoked them to make such a fuss?”
Xu Xiyu made up into a one-eyed dragon. At this moment, he stroked the eye mask uncomfortably, and said, "What can be done? It's not about guarding against the people in Zhenyue Mountain City."
"No." Jiang Shuihan said, "Shentu Zhenyue has no scruples in his actions, and he is out of town at this time, so he will never raid the Wuji Valley, and looking at such a powerful enemy, just use a secret whistle, There is no need to send people to shake the ** in the streets and alleys... "
"In your opinion..."
"They're looking for someone!" Jiang Shuihan said firmly.
"Looking for someone? Who are you looking for!?" Wan Guotai questioned.
"It's broken," Xu Xiyu slapped the table, startling everyone, "Didn't that idiot Yan Jueling stab something and get arrested everywhere?"
Everyone rolled their eyes in unison.
But Xu Xiyu's words reminded Ye Qingxuan.
"You can't let Yan Jueling mess around outside! We need to find him!" Ye Qingxuan said.
In terms of Yan Jueling's arrogance, it is entirely possible to clash with the people in the Wuji Valley and directly destroy everyone's plans.
Everyone was also worried about this possibility, and couldn't help frowning.
"But where is Yan Jueling now?"
At this stall, there was a sudden commotion on the street outside, and someone shouted desperately: "It's not good, someone killed someone, someone killed someone..."
Everyone looked around in a daze, and then heard a haughty voice from the street saying: "Yan Jue Ling of Yankong Mountain, ask Wan Evil Wuji Valley for advice!"
Everyone was stunned and lamented: Damn it! It can't be such a coincidence!