In the wilderness on the outskirts of Daliang City, two figures walked towards a quiet lake through a secluded path.

Ye Zhang looked around and said, "Isn't Wei Yong in Weijiazhuang? What are you doing here?"

Black and white Xuanjian replied expressionlessly: "Take something."

As he spoke, he jumped directly into the cold deep pool and dived to the bottom.

After a while, he saw a surge of water in the lake. The water splashed, and Xuan Jian's figure suddenly flew out from the water, with an extremely sharp black blade in his hand.

Although it has not been unsheathed, the sword is filled with wisps of cold energy. It is obviously an extremely rare weapon.

Ye Zhang raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Is this the legendary Eight Swords of the King of Yue?"

Xuanjian nodded and said: "Black and white Xuanjian, the front edge kills life, the reverse edge calms soul. This black sword was born for killing, and has drank the blood of hundreds of masters.

Today, I will use it to cut off Wei Yong’s head with my own hands!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold murderous intent burst out from his deep eyes. He clenched the black sword in his hand and turned away, leaving the former with a cold back.

Ye Zhang smiled, shook his head, and left with the other party.

The two used their body skills to pass through the sparse jungle. In less than an hour, they left Daliang City and arrived at a desolate plain not far outside the city.

Looking up, he saw a slightly dilapidated village appearing in his field of vision.

The two walked towards the village and soon arrived at the entrance of the village and looked around.

Although this place is a village, it looks desolate. There are ruins everywhere, and even the stone tablet at the entrance of the village is full of holes corroded by wind and rain.

A breeze blew by, and it seemed to be mixed with a trace of decay.

Ye Zhang looked up at the dilapidated plaque hanging above, and saw three vague words engraved on it: "Weijiazhuang".

Then he said: "This is it. I didn't expect that the majestic Sikong of Wei would hide in such a shabby place."

Black and white Xuanjian didn't say anything more, and the coldness in his eyes became even worse. He saw a sharp sword flash, and the stone tablet on the side was directly split into two pieces.

Wisps of black sword energy lingered on the sharp blade, and murderous intent was constantly accumulating throughout his body.

As soon as the two stepped into the village, they felt a strong and bleak wind blowing and surging. However, the surrounding area became increasingly quiet, and even the chirping of insects and birds had disappeared.

At this time, Xuan Jian stopped, glanced around, and said coldly: "Stop hiding, come out."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of movement from the houses on both sides, and then, the surrounding doors and windows were quickly opened "bang bang bang".

Immediately afterwards, a dozen wooden barrels were thrown out, rolling down the ground and falling under the two of them.

"Boohoo!"

At the same time, as the bowstring trembled, a dense sound of breaking through the air came.

Looking up, they saw hundreds of flaming arrows flying from both sides, instantly covering their location.

Xuan Jian snorted coldly, and then saw the sharp blade in his hand unsheathed instantly, followed by a flash of sword light, and a wave of arrows that flew towards him were blocked.

Ye Zhang raised his hand to condense a golden armor talisman. With a soft drink, the talisman fell down and glowed with a strange light. Then it turned into an invisible barrier glowing with light gold and appeared in front of him.

Just when the flaming arrow was about to fall, it seemed to be crushed by a powerful force, unable to make any progress.

Immediately afterwards, a golden energy vibrated violently, dozens of sharp arrows were directly shattered, and the flames attached to them were extinguished.

This kind of childish ambush has no effect on him at all. If he wants, he can even use the Lihuo Talisman to reduce the entire village to ashes.

However, this is a grudge between Black and White Xuanjian and his father-in-law, and he does not need to get involved too much unless necessary.

As soon as he thought of this, he jumped up and landed on the roof on the side of the road. He found a comfortable place to sit down and prepared to watch the show.

At this time, Xuan Jian had also noticed the direction of the attack. He saw the soles of his feet suddenly hitting the ground, and his body rushed towards the house on one side like an arrow.

Then a frightened scream was heard, and the doors and windows shattered with a bang. Then a figure flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

Looking closely, I saw a man in his fifties, wearing a purple-brown robe embroidered with delicate white patterns. He looked like he belonged to a wealthy family.

At this time, his face was full of panic, and he rolled and crawled backwards, feeling a bit desperate in his heart.

Originally, he thought he could avoid the other party's pursuit by hiding here, but he didn't expect to be found so soon.

At this time, Black and White Xuanjian also walked step by step from the house, the black sword in his hand was stained with bright red blood, and the ultimate killing intent burst out without any concealment.

"Wei Yong, your death has come!"

As the words fell, the extremely sharp black blade fell down like lightning. In an instant, the terrifying sword energy tore through the air, and death came in an instant!

And just when the long sword was about to swipe across his neck, a bloody sword energy suddenly bloomed and flew towards the former's position.

Feeling the powerful aura, Xuanjian's sword force changed and he swung his sword to block the blow.

Black and white Xuanjian's face turned cold. He raised his eyes and looked in the direction where the sword energy was coming. He saw a figure coming to the village in a hurry, kneeling down and landing on the ground with a leap.

The person who came appeared to be a tall man, wearing a black armor of the Qin Army, with a metal mask on his face, and his true appearance could not be seen at all.

He was holding a strangely shaped sword in his hand, and a murderous aura that was no less than that of Xuan Jian was spreading invisibly.

Xuanjian's face darkened slightly and he said coldly: "I didn't expect you to be here too."

Seeing this person, Wei Yong's heart was full of surprises. He quickly stood up and ran behind him, as if he had found a backer, and gave the former a proud sneer.

Xuan Jian's eyes were full of chill, he raised the black sword in his hand and pointed at the opponent: "Get out of the way!"

Seeing this, the man in armor took a step forward and said in a low, cold and unquestionable voice: "Wei Yong cannot die now."

After the words fell, the scarlet-blooded long sword in his hand slowly unsheathed.

Immediately, a terrifying aura erupted instantly, a cold and domineering aura of killing swept across, and the area within a hundred feet suddenly darkened, as all the light seemed to be swallowed up.
Chapter completed!