Chapter 21: Why not fight each other

The shock suddenly arose, and the old servant was already injured when he failed to issue a warning. You can imagine how powerful the invading enemy was and how quick the action was!

Hu Xiaotian felt cold in his heart. It was too late to say anything now. How could he have good results when he joined the battle between the sect leader of the underworld? If Yan Jiu died, could he survive alone? A fierce battle was inevitable, but he did not have any weapons to match. It was really urgent. His eyes drooped and fell on the wooden table in front of him. A flash of inspiration immediately swung his arm and smashed it down, splitting a mahogany table. Yan Jiu said in surprise: "What are you going to do?" Hu Xiaotian said: "Try to save his life!" As he said that, he reached out and grabbed a table leg and "clicked" to break it, holding it tightly.

Suddenly, with a bang, the old woman stepped back and smashed the door panel, staggered into the door, her pale head twisted, and half of her neck was cut off, and blood splattered to the ground, dying with her eyes open.

The cold wind blew through the door, and blood fell to the ground. The invisible and intangible murderous aura quietly enveloped like a huge net, which was suffocating.

Yan Jiu looked at the dead old woman without exclaiming, panic, and wasting time to regret her sorrow. The days of life and death have tempered her tenacious nerves. The two servants were suddenly killed before they issued a warning, indicating that the visitor was determined to win, intending to fight quickly, and did not want to disturb other forces in the city. She didn't know who the enemy was, how many people came, and where they were ambushed. If she escaped from the room in panic, she would probably crash into the net set by the enemy and lose her life immediately. Yan Jiu shook his left hand and put on five sharp metal finger condoms. The sharp tip of the sword reflected blue light, which was clearly poisonous. He looked at Hu Xiaotian apologetically and whispered: "The enemy was coming to me. Once the battle broke out, you will run away in the chaos."

Hu Xiaotian was not as optimistic as her. He shook his head and said, "If the enemy does not move, it will be thunder that will sweep the holes and eliminate the roots. He will definitely not allow the insider to escape, which will reveal the matter. Miss Yan, you and I have no choice but to fight to the death." As he said that, he weighed the mahogany table legs, carefully realized its shape and weight distribution, and tried to master its characteristics in the shortest time. Otherwise, if one move is pierced, it will be a slight mistake to lose. How can it threaten the enemy? This wooden table legs are his life-saving weapon, and every inch of detail must be familiar with it.

Yan Jiu was filled with regret, and he didn't know who else the disciples in the city could believe? As Hu Xiaotian said, the other party dared to launch a surprise attack during the day. On the one hand, he was in a hurry, and on the other hand, he had made complete countermeasures. He was not afraid that she would send a message to summon her fellow disciples to support him. If she wanted to survive, she had to fight to the death! She raised her eyes and looked out the door and sang: "Yan Jiu is here, who wants the head of my neck? Get out of here!"

"Haha, Xiaojiu, you are very angry! Excessive liver fire can easily hurt your body. Remember to drink a bowl of herbal tea to reduce the fire." The black shadow flashed, and a man wearing an evil ghost mask fell from the sky and walked slowly into the door.

Yan Jiu's breathing stagnated, and he couldn't help but hate Hu Xiaotian's predestiny, and gritted his teeth and said, "Yan Si, what is your intention to kill two loyal old servants in my family? At this moment of storm, you actually want to provoke a dispute between your classmates. Isn't it that your relatives hurt your enemies and your enemies?"

Yan Si said lightly: "Xiao Jiu, why are you so distant? You don't even shout "Fourth Brother"? Could it be that you really think that you have taken over as the sect leader and want to give orders to me? Yan San is dead, and Yan Da and Yan Er are two old guys lying in the coffin to calculate their death date and have no intention of dealing with the things in the sect. Now I am the one with the most say among the nine ghosts. Which one is right and wrong should be decided by me."

Yan Jiu said angrily: "Yan Si, you are too arrogant! The sect leader is not dead yet. When will it be your turn to point fingers and make your own decisions?"

Yan Si sneered: "Xiaojiu, your news is too closed. Rumors have been made in the martial arts world that Yan Ao was ambushed by the Qinglong Society near Tongguan, and the Baiyun Sect joined forces to shatter his internal organs by Zeng Xiangjie's palm, and was fatally injured. Although he escaped by chance, he was still chased by two major gangs. It is estimated that the news of his death will be heard in the next two or three days! As soon as the old man died, isn't I respected in this sect?"

Yan Jiu's delicate body trembled and said coldly: "The sect leader practices the Nine-Reincarnation Chronicle** and can travel between life and death. His magical skills are mysterious and unpredictable. How can he judge it by common sense? If he suffers such injuries, he will die. What is the point of practicing my underworld martial arts? Yan Si, you are confused!"

Yan Si said: "Xiao Jiu, you only know one thing but not the other. Nine-turning reincarnation ** does have the wonderful function of resurrection, but people who are reborn after death are extremely fragile and need to go to seclusion and practice to restore their skills. At least seven days, or more than ten days, you cannot be disturbed during this period, otherwise all your previous efforts will be wasted and your skills will be greatly reversed. Based on your experience of escape, how long can Yan Ao support him under the pursuit and arrest of Huangfu Ji and Zeng Xiangjie? In fact, I suspect that he has been killed, but the news of the Qinglong Society and Baiyun Sect blockade is secretly revealed."

Yan Jiu felt colder as he heard it. He shook his head and said, "No, it's impossible! My father has magical skills to protect him, how could he be killed? You are lying, you are lying, are you lying to me, right?"

Hu Xiaotian recognized who the person was at first sight. He wanted to try his best to keep a low profile and launch a sneak attack when the enemy was unprepared. However, Yan Jiu lacked experience in the enemy and shook his mind to fight to the death in a few words. If he didn't try to turn the situation around, Yan Si could kill them without any effort. He sighed in his heart. It was indeed a daughter who was uninformed and could not even tell the truth. Then how did she escape from the net of heaven and earth? Suddenly he shouted: "Yan Jiu, can you believe what the enemy said? Jia Chun was deliberately suppressing your fighting spirit!"

Yan Jiuru was shocked and woke up immediately. He couldn't help but feel ashamed. When the two sides confronted each other, why could he not even see through this? Or was it because of the chaos of concern? Fortunately, Hu Xiaotian spoke out a timely reminder, but the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yan Si's heart was not inferior to Yan Jiu at all, and he said calmly: "What are you talking nonsense just now? When will it be a waste scholar turn to talk too much about what happened in my underworld? "

Hu Xiaotian sneered and said, "Jia Chun, maybe you Yan Si? Whether you wear a mask or not, I can smell the sour and nauseous smell on your body. On that day, in the ancient temple of the deserted mountain, you burned Yan San's body with the soul-refining ghost fire and killed Hong Niangzi. Do you think people are unaware of it? Unfortunately, you never expected that everything you did and said was seen and heard by me. If Yan Jiu believed in your sweet words, he would die without a place to bury him."

Yan Si said: "Are you there at that time? But I have clearly searched the entire temple and no one hides. Yes, there must be another mechanism in the temple. You will use it to hide when you find it." He reacted very quickly, and in a flash he figured out the secrets he had hidden for many years. He was shocked and angry. The secret he had hidden for many years was revealed by a scholar. What's wrong? He temporarily pressed the murderous intent in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Xiaojiu, don't listen to the crazy words of outsiders. Yes, I do want to ascend to the throne of the sect leader, but I don't want to hurt you at all. As long as you promise me a condition, I guarantee you wealth, glory and peace for a lifetime."

When Yan Jiu heard that he burned Yan San's body, he was so angry that he exploded: "Yan Si, you don't even let go of the remains of your third brother. Do you still hope that I will believe in you? I would rather believe in a dog!"

Yan Si clenched his fists, and the look of shame and anger flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said, "You may not believe it, but I must say it." He paused and said, "Xiaojiu, as long as you promise to marry me, you and me will be one, how could I bear to harm you? If you refuse, don't blame me for not thinking about the friendship between the same family and being rude."

If he married Yan Jiu, he would not only be able to hold the beauty back, but also be able to obtain the token of the sect leader, but he could also use the situation to unite his disciples loyal to Yan Ao. His strength soared several times overnight, steadily overwhelming the other competitors, and become the unsupported candidate for the sect leader. It would be a win-win situation. However, if he killed Yan Jiu, once the news was leaked, even if the token of the sect leader was in hand, the others would not obey his command, and the underworld would fall into the state of being in charge of their own affairs and being divided. In that case, what is the point of being a nominal sect leader? Yan Si was ambitious and did not want to make the underworld decline from then on and withdraw from the stage of fighting for hegemony in the world, so forcing Yan Jiu to marry Yan Jiu was the best strategy.

Hu Xiaotian sarcastically said: "I know people can be shameless, but I don't know that some people can be shameless to such a state! Yan Jiu and Jia Chun are vicious and ruthless. Once you lose your value, you may be thrown into the black prison forever the next day. You must not agree to him!"

Yan Si was furious and said sternly: "Scholar, you have repeatedly provoked me. If you don't kill you today, I will not be a human being!"

Hu Xiaotian pretended to be surprised and said, "Are you still a human? Are you not the Nine Ghosts of the Underworld?"

Yan Si was so angry that his chest was stuffy. He made his palms wrong and he wanted to kill him.

"I promise you." Yan Jiu, who lowered his head and thought, suddenly spit out four light words, which shocked Yan Si and Hu Xiaotian to stand on the spot. Yan Si couldn't believe his ears and couldn't help asking, "Xiao Jiu, do you really agree to marry me?" Hu Xiaotian shouted anxiously: "Yan Jiu, one word determines his life, it's too hasty and frivolous, you must not!" Yan Siheng glanced at him and secretly vowed to execute this person Lingchi, otherwise it would be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

Yan Jiu said, "Your Madam Hu, you and I have no relatives and no reason, please do not interfere with my decision. Fourth brother, I have two conditions, I wonder if you agree?" Yan Si smiled and said, "Xiao Jiu, just speak, I will agree to any conditions." Yan Jiu whispered: "First, please mobilize everyone immediately to retrieve my father's bones, and be buried according to the sect leader's specifications. Don't let him die without peace." Yan Si said solemnly: "Let the old sect leader be buried in peace, this is what I should do as a junior. Xiao Jiu, don't worry, such an important thing will be covered by me." Yan Jiu nodded and continued, "Second, Mr. Hu is my savior. Please let him have a way out and don't make things difficult for him." Yan Si waved his hand generously and said, "Go wherever he wants to go, I swear to the souls of the sect leader of all generations and never stop him."

Yan Jiu sighed and said, "I am a woman and I am not suitable for practicing this sect's martial arts, and I am not willing to show up and walk around the world. Fourth brother, you are the most ideal candidate for your disciples, regardless of martial arts, experience, or fame. Daddy has a spirit in the sky, and will agree to me to hand over the sect leader to you." Yan Si said tremblingly: "Will the sect leader token be on you?" Yan Jiu said, "Of course. If the sect leader wants it, take it." As he said that, he reached into his arms and touched it.

Suo Yan Si took two steps impatiently and said with a smile: "Xiao Jiu, you..." Before he finished speaking, poisonous smoke suddenly fluttered, cold light flashed, and the hissing hidden weapon broke through the air as if it was raining. In the thick smoke, Yan Jiu rushed up, and the finger sword shining blue light pierced his vital points. Yan Si screamed, and an iron fan was added in his hand, like a seal, blocking it continuously. But he saw two figures rushing and entangling at high speed, and the internal force clashed and crackling. The next moment, the figures suddenly parted and looked at each other coldly.

There were more than ten long ox-haired needles inserted into Yan Si's chest and abdomen, shining and looking quite strange. He gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Jiu, I'm in vain to you, but you want to use the 'Hundred Ghost Soul Receiving Needle' to deal with me. What's this? Are you so anxious to kill me?"

Yan Jiu said angrily: "Yan Si, don't pretend to be wronged! You killed Yu Bo and Aunt Hua first! Are you forty-two or forty-three this year? You are so foolish about marrying me. It's just a daydream. The toad wants to eat swan meat! I would rather die than be innocent than be insulted by you, a dirty and humiliating villain."

Yan Si was silent for a moment and said coldly: "Xiao Jiu, it was you who forced me to choose the worst. In any case, I must get the Sect Master token today! Since I know that you have this secret treasure, how could you be unprepared for you?" A sneer broke, tearing open the collar of the chest, revealing a silver soft armor underneath. The soul-catching needles were nailed to the surface of the soft armor, but they could not penetrate.

Yan Jiu's heart sank, and he turned to Hu Xiaotian and said anxiously: "You break the window and leave, I will stop him!"

Yan Si laughed wildly and said, "Want to leave?! In the next life! Ghost Guard, kill this hateful scholar for me."

As he finished speaking, a soul guard covered in black clothes and only exposed a pair of cold eyes rushed into the room, like a deadly ghost, rushed towards Hu Xiaotian with murderous aura.

Yan Jiu naturally could not sit still and watch Hu Xiaotian be killed, and immediately waved his palm to intercept him. Yan Sixiao said, "Xiao Jiu, I am the one you are looking for." The iron fan lightly tapped, and a few wisps of cold wind shot at her up the plate to ask for a hole. Yan Jiu was forced to twist his wrist and cut his finger out, puff! The sword tip pierced on the fan of the iron fan, but could not cut the seemingly soft material, but was easily shaken by the opponent's internal force. Yan Jiu left as soon as he touched it, but he could not get rid of the iron fan like a maggot. All kinds of methods were restrained by Yan Si, who knew the roots and bottom of it, and he was at a disadvantage in a blink of an eye.

The soul guard tapped the ground with a sharp roar, shook his hands and shook a short knife, and the cold blade broke through the air, slashing at Hu Xiaotian's neck without any fancy, and sneered in his heart. Who should he scare with a broken piece of wood? He was extremely fast, his sword technique was simple and sharp, and his martial arts or murderous skills were several times more than the members of the Lianzhu Gang. With one knife, the murderous intent was like a tide, and Hu Xiaotian could not dodge at all.

The enemy is so strong that Hu Xiaotian's face is still calm, focusing on the mahogany table legs in his hand, as if he is admiring a peerless sword, and seems to have never seen the enemy sword that is as fast as thunder. A few days ago, he initially understood the art of divine fighting, and today he touched the threshold for breaking through the true qi lock of the Nether God. He deeply understood his strengths and weaknesses. The condensed energy and spirit can at most emit a sword, and it is difficult to support the casting of the second sword. Therefore, he can fight with a strong enemy and determine life and death with one sword.

Under the sword light, Hu Xiaotian smiled casually, and the legs of the mahogany table trembled casually, outlining a mysterious and inexplicable magical trajectory. A powerful sword energy rose up flat on the ground, facing the dazzling sword light.

The sword energy spreads, and the murderous intent evaporated from the knife melts like ice and snow.

The soul guard turned cold all over his body and his blood almost frozen. Every time he took a step forward in the stern sword energy, the pain of the torn skin became stronger. Even though he had extremely rich experience in fighting, he couldn't figure out how an unarmed scholar could inspire such sword intent? It was a miracle or a miracle? If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. The brave one won when you meet on a narrow road! The soul guard also aroused his determination to fight to the death, shouting three loudly "Kill! Kill! Kill!!" His whole body's strength was condensed, and the sword light surged, breaking through the sword energy barrier, and slashed it like lightning. This sword was like a dream, like a illusion, amazing, and it was the strongest sword he had made after his life's energy was condensed.

Hu Xiaotian raised his hand and stabbed into the void in front of him as he wished. The originally terrifying sword intent suddenly disappeared and turned into wisps of light breeze to dissipate.

The wind blows, and the dream is shattered.

When the soul guard saw that the blade was only more than a foot away from his opponent, his heart suddenly felt ache, and the whole body was cold. The energy in his body suddenly surged out and disappeared into the terrifying void. He lowered his head slightly and found that there was a big hole in his chest at some point, and blood was spraying like a spring, without any sign of stopping. He cried wildly: "Impossible! You can't stab me! Are you able to do magic?"

Hu Xiaotian stopped as soon as he stabbed, and suddenly felt his energy and spirit scattered. He barely used his sword move, but he could not receive the wishes. The remaining sword energy ran around the mahogany like an almost out of control. With a muffled bang, countless wood chips exploded on the spot.

Due to inertia, the soul guard fell to the ground with a thump, muttering: "It's impossible...no...it's possible..." His limbs twitched and he was so angry that he was so angry.

The showdown between the two was a long story, but in fact it was just a blink of an eye. The terrifying sword energy suddenly burst out, even as strong as Yan Si, was shocked. When he turned around, he saw the scene of the soul guard falling to the ground and killing him. Yan Si was secretly shocked. Could it be that this scholar was a hidden swordsman? His hand tightened and he stabbed Yan Jiu's fatal hole twice in a row, forcing her to get fucked. Suddenly, a kick was silently kicked out, hitting Yan Jiu's lower abdomen. The internal force penetrated, and Yan Jiu's blood spurted backwards and flew backwards, smashing the table, chair and screen, and fell in a mess.

Yan Si immediately rushed into the air with one strike, and the iron fan was like a knife, slashing at Hu Xiaotian ruthlessly. He hated this verbal and troublesome mysterious scholar, and his killer moves were as anxious as thunder and unstoppable.

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Chapter completed!