“Specially to wait for us?”

Xu You said lightly: "The four gates in the southeast, southwest and northwest, plus other small water gates that transport grain, firewood, goods, and manure can be left anywhere. You can wait for the rabbit, aren't you afraid of returning without success?"

"There are many gates in Qiantang, but most of them are set up by stupid people. Only smart people know that they should escape to the West Gate tonight. Xu Langjun is extremely smart. Smart people will always think more. You are afraid of the soldiers in the North Gate, afraid of the traps in the South Gate, and you also find out that there are fighting ships in the East Gate. Only the West Gate is the most suitable way to escape!"

The man in gray robe spoke with ridicule, but guessed Xu You and He Ru accurately. The people in Jingyuan were first intimidated by his force, and then they felt that they could not confront each other intellectually. The high fighting spirit gradually dissipated. Many people were depressed and very depressed. The knife in their hands slowly hanged down, as if it was already a situation where I was for fish and people were for the chopping stones.

"Hahaha!"

He Ru raised his head and laughed, "If your martial arts skills were half-skinned, Sun Guan's throne would have been sitting under your butt. Tianshi Dao, in order to uprising, he would have sent people to stare at Jingyuan day and night. So many of us left without any concealment or deliberate concealment. After being investigated, he secretly reported it to you. So you were assigned to Ximen like a dog. Is it right?"

The man in gray robe changed slightly, and his eyes looked at He Ru, showing a bit of vicious hatred, and said, "I hope that when I play a heartbreaking song, you can still be as quick as you are now."

This is equivalent to indirectly admitting that He Ru was right. He was indeed not Zhuge Liang who was as good as a god, but a lackey assigned by Du Mingyu to do things after receiving the information.

So what about the little master? Isn’t it the knife in someone else’s hand?

Pooh!

Sometimes people are so strange. Even though they know that the chance of survival in this person is very low, when they think of this arrogant person, they have to bow down and be a slave to others, and they will feel a little courage out of thin air.

People live in this world with this courage. As long as there is still a little bit of separation, it is as if the gap in cultivation is not as far away as imagined. If everyone fights, they may not be able to escape from the sky.

After all, there are many masters in Jingyuan, including Shanzong, Autumnal Equinox, Fang Sinian, and Anyao, all are ninth-grade masters. Zuo Qi is still a veritable little master. Maybe he will rush over after rushing.

Fight!

"Fight!"

Cang Chu looked back at Xu You, his strong muscles bulged with layers of blue veins, and Wu Shan, Li Mu and others also shouted: "Try it!"

Xu You forced the enemy out with his words, but he was still helpless. Except for Zuo Qi, the others could not interfere in the battle between the little masters. Cang Chu, Wu Shan and others were just killing them in vain.

Of course, reaching a certain level of quantity can offset the lack of force. Even the great masters cannot face thousands of troops head-on, but this number is definitely not something that only fifty people in front of him can do.

No chaos!

Cold sweat oozed out of Xu You's back heart, but there was no slight ups and downs on his face. He was the master and the backbone of everyone. If he had been confused first...

The big thing is gone!

Xu You untied Hexi Chounu, handed her over to the autumnal equinox, then took a few steps forward, bowed and said, "Don't you dare to ask for your name?"

A deep resentment flashed in the man in gray robe's eyes, but his expression was still so arrogant and arrogant, saying, "You haven't heard of my name before, so it's better not to ask!"

At this distance, with the ignition of torches, Xu You could almost see the expressions of the man in the gray robe, and then accurately grasp his psychological dynamics.

This man has a very high martial arts skills, but he is not very cunning, and he is internalized in his heart and practices outside. He can tell the joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. He is self-conceived in martial arts and is unwilling to be inferior to others. He likes fame, lust, wealth and power, but is not valued by Sun Guan. Therefore, he regards Du Mingyu, who has risen to the top, as a hatred.

The reason why Xu You was able to force him to appear was because of the saying "Du Mingyu has nothing surprising except skin appearance." This sentence touched the greatest hatred in the gray-robed man's heart. His ugly appearance was the difference between Jijia and Yushu. He has always believed that Du Mingyu got something that should belong to him with his handsome face, and sooner or later he will take it back.

Xu You smiled and said, "From being unknown to being famous all over the world, some people take ten years, and some people need a lifetime, but only one night. After tonight, everyone in the world will know your name, so why bother to underestimate yourself?"

The man in gray robe shook his head, slowly raised the flute and said, "You are wrong again. After tonight, I am still an unknown person!" After that, the flute sound suddenly rose, and the sound was like a crack of clouds and piercing the holes, and like thunder tides in the sky. Ten thousand horses were silenced in the excitement, and they were getting higher and higher, completely covering everything in the world like a destruction.

Xu You felt a sudden and severe pain in his head, as if a heavy object hit his temple, first the skin, then the bone, and then the deepest part of his mind rolled and stirred. The pain was not the pain of flesh, but the question of whipping the soul. With his firm mind, he could hardly bear it and wanted to kneel down and scream.

At this moment, one hand reached over and held the key point of the Maimen Gate. The cold fingertips seemed to be as cold as ghosts.

Xu You used all his strength and turned his head to look, but saw An Yao's calm face.

Do you avenge Murong Zhen?

Yes, Danyao is good at assassination. If you want to take action, now is the best time!

"Give me... my life... I will give you my greatest peace...comfort before my death..."

There was no resentment in Xu You's eyes, but instead, it was free and peaceful. An Yao looked at him quietly and suddenly smiled.

This smile, the cold snow melted and the spring breeze blew on my face.

"You will never die, at least, you will not die before me!"

boom!

Xu You felt that he was protected by an invisible barrier. The flute could not find the outlet for venting. He hit the barrier frantically, making a dull sound, but no longer causing huge damage like before.

An Yao spit out a mouthful of blood, and blood was oozing out of both eyes and ears, but he still stubbornly held Xu You's hand and never let go!

He Ru couldn't stand this kind of torture even more. If Shanzong had not tried his best to support him, he would have been unable to hold on for a moment. Even so, the two of them would have fallen back and forth and could not struggle. As for women who were not skilled in martial arts such as Lufrost and Yuntu, who were not skilled in martial arts, their bodies were no stronger than men. They had crawled on the ground and wailed and stopped blowing, and stopped blowing, and they were shrill and could not bear to hear it.

The autumnal equinox protected Hexi Chounu's ears with his hands, but the sound was everywhere and could not be stopped. The Chounu showed an extremely painful expression, and then he tilted his head and fainted in the autumnal equinox's arms.

Fang Sinian also fell to the ground, his hands were still in the fundamental seal, and the pain on his face gradually disappeared. He was actually in the meditation of feeling and thinking about the destruction of feeling and thinking in such a dangerous situation, which was better than everyone else.

The troops of Wu Shan, Cang Chu, only supported them for a while, threw away their long swords, hugged their heads and couldn't get up, without any resistance.

With just one move, the man in the gray robe completely disintegrated almost all of Jingyuan's combat power. The young master was above the fifth grade, and his strength was thus seen.

A clear dragon roar resounded throughout the night sky, and the light suddenly shot out, like thousands of starry light falling into the world. Since joining the army, Zuo Qi has repeatedly killed and destroyed the formation. The sword blade has been stained with blood from many people, and many times in desperate situations, but he is not as good as this time tonight...

Such isolation and helplessness!

If he was the only one, he could escape from the distance, and the man in the gray robe could not do anything. But what he had to bear was the lives of dozens of people in Jingyuan, the kindness of Xu You, the friendship of He Ru, the longing for the autumnal equinox, the hope of walking frost, and the things that put aside life and death, even more important than life and death.

Because of their different identities, different purposes and different life, these people gathered in a corner of Qiantang from different places, relying on each other in life and death, and never leaving each other, and have long been a family.

Family, don't speak two words,

Life and death together!

Zuo Qi closed his eyes and never paid attention to the companions who were severely injured behind him. The flute sound, which was countless times stronger than the cry of hell, could no longer interfere with his spirit and thoughts.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths... Until the seventeen breaths, the flute sound had a pause and transition of one ten thousandth of a second. It was the flaw that the man in gray robe needed to breathe, and then he stabbed the most perfect sword in his life like an antelope hanging his horns!

As a stunning geese, as graceful as a dragon,

Fantasy Dragon Strike!

After Zuo Qi became the young master, he has been studying and improving his sword skills. Combined with the opinions of Xu You, He Ru, An Yao and others, the great way is simple and easy, turning the cumbersome sword moves into just five styles.

This is the first move: the magic dragon strike, transforming a dragon with sword, and fighting slow with fast!

The man in the gray robe's pupils shrank sharply, revealing an extremely solemn expression. The flute suddenly disappeared from his mouth and appeared in the air three feet ahead, just hitting the tip of Zuo Ting's sword.

There was no sound of metal and stone splitting, nor the loud noise of the powerful energy hitting each other. At the moment the flute and sword touched, the left turtle changed from a phantom dragon strike to a flying dragon strike.

The flying dragon is in the sky, attacking from above!

The floating flute rotates rapidly with a strange look that no one holds. The sound of the flute changes, from the thunder that had just turned into a whispering and humming, as if a woman leaned against the window and looked into the mountains, muttering about missing others.

But in Xu You's ears, it was a hundred times more uncomfortable than just now, and it could not be maintained even if it was secretly dead. The true energy suddenly collapsed and scattered. Xu You's hand was released and he leaned down to the ground. The invisible barrier also disappeared. Xu You spat out a mouthful of blood, bit his tongue tightly, endured the torture comparable to purgatory, and with an extremely tough will, he would not faint.

Fang Sinian's dark little face began to look painful, and his hands turned into a fearless seal from the unmoved seal. His upper body swayed slightly in front and behind, almost withdrawing from the samadhi of feeling and thought.

It can be imagined that if the Zen skill of destroying the mind in this way would be a major blow to her practice, and perhaps she would have no hope of reaching the peak of martial arts again.

The sword arrives!

It was only about an inch away from the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head, but this inch made Zuo Qi's flying dragon fail!

The man in gray robe held a silver needle with his two fingers, gently erected it on his head, and once again blocked Zuo Qi's sword tip. One lifted the heavy weight and the other lifted the light weight, which seemed to be indistinguishable from the winner, but in fact Zuo Qi had lost the opportunity that he had finally seized just now and was completely at a disadvantage.

"Zuo Langjun, it's my turn!"

The man in gray robe stretched his hand forward, and the flute suddenly flew backwards, held it in his palm, pouring in with true energy, and the sound of the flute changed again, calm and peaceful, majestic, as deep as water and as heavy as a mountain.

More than a dozen cold lights splashed out from the sleeves of the robe, covering all the possible directions of Zuo Ting. No matter which direction he was heading, he would find a silver needle waiting to pierce into his body and devour his blood and energy.

Zuo Qi did not retreat, nor did he hide. The long sword drew a circle, one circle after another, continuous, and the stirring surrounding air formed a small vortex. The sharp and decisive poison needle instantly lost its accuracy, breaking the cyclone of the vortex, and wiping Zuo Qi's hair ends and clothes to shoot elsewhere by a slight difference.

Hidden Dragon Strike!

The hidden dragon is in the abyss, and its defense is like a wall of iron, impeccable!

The man in gray robe approached him, mixed with the ever-changing flute sound, and passed ten moves with Zuo Qi, forcing him to leave the formation of Jingyuan and the others, and changed their positions.

With a wave of his hand, five silver needles broke through the air. Zuo's wrist moved slightly, and the long sword pulled out five sword flowers. Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang

Zuo Qiong beat and eliminated, and was forced to retreat seven feet away. The man in gray robe laughed, his body flashed, and appeared in front of Xu You, reaching out to grab his back.

Xu You knelt on the ground, no longer able to resist at all. He was surrounded by dark absolutely, bleeding from his seven orifices, and breathless. He was obviously dead on the spot.

"mean!"

Zuo Fu's fury came from behind, but it was too late and there was no time to stop it. The man in gray robe listened to Zuo Fu's roar, and a hint of pride was overflowing with the corner of his lips. Seeing that he was about to succeed, An Yao, who was supposed to die, suddenly moved. He sprinkled dark purple powder with his left hand, and a short dagger in his right hand stabbed under his abdomen at a very tricky angle.

At the same time, Fang Sinian, who had entered the state of meditation, suddenly opened his eyes. At some point, there was an extra thunder crossbow in his hand. He pulled the hanging knife and three crossbow arrows rushed straight to the back of the gray-robed man.

If it were normal, An Yao and Fang Sinian's methods were just to tickle the gray-robed man. The more he was like climbing a mountain, the mountains were high and the difference in grades could ignore any conspiracy. But don't forget that the gray-robed man and Zuo Qi fought twice, and then used their true energy to activate the sound of the flute, defeating the people of Jingyuan, and finally forced Zuo Qi to retreat.

At this moment, it was the time when his qi and his dantian was weakest before he had not yet grown. He only needed to count breaths to recover as before. So he didn't care. After catching Xu You, he could naturally win this chance to breathe, but who would have thought that An Yao could hide his six senses and pretend to be dead and assassinate!

"Shameless!"

The man in the gray robe was furious. He held his mouth and nose to breathe, avoiding the poisonous fog. Since An Yao could pretend to be dead and hide it from him, it means that he had a strange skill and there were countless poisonous things in the world. It can be imagined that this dark purple thing is definitely not a good thing. Then he kicked An Yao's short dagger and didn't have time to turn around. The remaining true energy was poured into his heart, his robe was bulging high, and he rushed to three crossbow arrows.

The Thunder King Crossbow is a powerful weapon in the military and country. Its strength is so great that even the little master should not be ignorant. The sound of the thunder arrow still penetrated the robe, but it only penetrated three inches of the skin. A slight pain came from the back of the heart... Are you injured? Have you not felt this way in many years?

The man in gray robe did not continue to feel moved because Zuo Qi's sword had already reached the back of his head!

Burning dragon strike!

Both jade and stones are burned, leaving no room for anything.
To be continued...