The myth of crossing the heavens

Chapter 40 Trap
The seemingly silent night suddenly became lively under the internal force.

Yi Qingchen filters useless information bit by bit, paying attention to variables.

One watch, two watch, three watch...

The night was getting darker and the air flow slowed down.

Tick, tick, tick...

It started to rain, quickly turning from a drizzle to a torrential downpour.

Yi Qingchen was disappointed.

Judging from the murder target chosen by the murderer, he is a bit of a clean freak. Such a person will not go out in rainy days.

blah blah blah...

An oiled paper umbrella appeared on the street and walked slowly forward.

Yi Qingchen regained his spirit immediately, and floated to chase after him.

It's late at night, who has nothing to run into the street.

The oil-paper umbrella fluttered and fluttered to the outside of a courtyard.

The owner of the oil-paper umbrella climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard, and after a while, cheerful voices of "uh, huh, huh, huh" sounded in the yard.

Unbearable!
Yi Qingchen sighed, and he was greatly convinced in his heart.

Damn, this heavy rain can't quench your enthusiasm.

Waved to the surrounding policemen, Yi Qingchen returned to the spot and continued to meditate.

After monitoring for too long, he couldn't help being a little distracted.

What do the long whale sword and the jade tablet have in common?
One is a weapon and the other is an accessory.

From the production point of view, the two are not very related.

But if you think about it from another angle, the raw material of the long whale sword is ore, and the raw material of the jade card is jade.

Both ores are produced underground, and they are treasures that have been bred for a long time in the earth veins.

"Spiritual power, spiritual stone, spiritual stone mine, perhaps the spiritual power is in the treasures condensed on the earth."

Yi Qingchen thought: "Jade and ore, there are many items derived from these two materials, such as jewelry, seals, swords, vehicles, palaces..."

Especially ore, who knows how many things made of metal there are in the world.

Suddenly a sharp scream broke the calm of the rainy night.

Yi Qingchen turned her head suddenly, only to see that the place where the screams happened was the Li family.

"Introduce the king into the urn, make a sound of the east and attack the west, divert the tiger away from the mountain, or let the incident happen?"

Thinking about it, Yi Qingchen has already crossed the outer wall, a few ups and downs came to the door where screams sounded.

There are lights in the house, and the lights reflect people's shadows.

Two figures were reflected on the window lattice, one's palm was inserted into the other's chest.

"stop!"

Yi Qingchen shouted loudly and kicked open the door.

One person in the room was lying on the table, and the other was facing him.

The person facing each other wore a bronze mask, and there was a bit of ferocity in his eyes.

call!
A gust of wind rushed into the house with rain, blowing out all the oil lamps.

Yi Qingchen rushed into the room like lightning, and threw herself at the bronze mask.

Instead of being surprised, the bronze mask shouted, "Do it!"

Whoosh...

Two large nets exploded from the top and bottom, instantly blocking Yi Qingchen's way out.

In the next instant, Yi Qingchen was caught by the net, and eight figures jumped down from the beam and staggered quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the big net was intertwined and shrunk into a ball of tennis balls.

The eight people straightened the rope of the tennis ball, firmly trapping Yi Qingchen in the net.

"My lord, is the news wrong? What kind of master is this?"

One person turned to the bronze mask with a smile and asked, with some unconcealable joy in his voice.

Click!

The thunder shook the sky, and a bright silver dragon tore through the night sky.

In an instant, the room was illuminated brighter than daytime.

The bronze mask stared straight, and suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

"careful!"

The eight people realized something was wrong, and hurriedly followed the eyes of the bronze mask to look back, only to see that the straight net bag pulled by them was only the size of a wine jar.

It's impossible to hold people in such a small thing!

"What about people?"

The eight people were stunned, just about to jump out of the door to observe, when they heard a shock.

The outer wall shook and collapsed with a bang.

Bricks and stones shot out like bullets, smashing at the eight people.

The eight people were caught off guard and hurriedly waved their arms to protect their heads.

A figure rushed out from behind the flying bricks, and rushed behind the eight people in an instant.

"Dog thief, look at the trick!"

With a loud cry, the bronze mask swooped up, and its ten fingers stabbed out like swords.

Zheng!
The long whale sword was unsheathed, and a cold light was drawn quickly, and a line of blood appeared on the necks of the two men in black.

Without waiting for the others to react, Yi Qingchen's figure flashed and he jumped three steps in a row.

A sword is struck every step, and the necks of eight people have been cut open after three steps.

The eight men in black saw a flash of coldness in front of their eyes, blood spurted from their throats, and all the strength in their bodies was vented.

Then I don't know about personnel.

Yi Qingchen killed the ambush man with lightning speed, and stabbed at the bronze mask with a sharp turn of the sword.

Only then did the bronze mask slip behind him.

"The people who hide their heads and show their tails don't kneel down and beg for mercy!"

"Little bastard is so brave!"

Under the bronze mask came out a cold voice in line with temperament: "Looking for death!"

Both hands are raised, the nails are sharp and slender, like ten daggers.

The bronze mask was flicked repeatedly, and the ten fingers bloomed like lotus flowers, forming a dazzling fingertip dance.

ding ding ding ding...

The fingernails collided with the long sword, making a metal-like crisp sound.

Yi Qingchen unfolded his long sword and quickly changed his moves, striking more than ten swords in the blink of an eye.

The person on the bronze mask was a master, who used his fingernails to harden the long whale sword to attack, but he was not cut through.

Yi Qingchen didn't take it seriously, and swung his sword to attack continuously.

The Long Whale Sword turned into a cold light and flashed rapidly in the room, and the radiance was so strong that it illuminated the room for a while.

Although the martial arts of the bronze mask is high, it is only comparable to Sun Youqing's two subordinates, compared with him, he no longer has the upper hand.

In addition, he has a long whale sword in his hand, and he has the chance to win.

The long whale sword is in hand, and the reinforcements are behind.

The advantage is mine!
Yi Qingchen was determined in his heart that the long sword would never leave the enemy's vital points.

laugh!
The bronze mask was ignored for a while, and two nails were cut off.

"what……"

He screamed and subconsciously stepped back.

There was a wooden table behind him, and when he was hit by his body with enough internal strength, it burst into pieces of wood all over the sky.

The corpse that was originally lying on the wooden table was pushed towards Yi Qingchen with vigor.

"Where to go?"

Yi Qingchen shouted loudly, and quickly chased after the bronze mask.

The Long Whale Sword stabbed abruptly to the left.

"You fell for it!"

The body on the desk that should have died suddenly raised its head, stabbed out with the short sword in its right hand, and raised the black tube in its left hand.

The blade of the Long Whale Sword happened to meet his left hand.

laugh!
The Long Whale Sword silently split the 'Black Blood Needle' launcher, along the arm of the 'corpse', and divided the corpse's right hand into two sections.

"what……"

When the screaming sounded again, Yi Qingchen turned around abruptly, turned the vertical blade of the long whale sword to the horizontal blade, and gently pulled it to the right.

The big head immediately separated.

"You just fell for it!"

The pupils of the bronze mask shrank sharply, while Yi Qingchen was dealing with the 'corpse', he attacked Yi Qingchen silently.

Both hands are held empty, the fingertips are clustered together to form an awl, and they grab Yi Qingchen's back.

Yi Qingchen seemed to have eyes on his shoulders, and he turned around and hid behind the 'corpse'.

The cone of the bronze mask hits the back heart of the 'corpse'.

not good!

The bronze mask is an old Jianghu, and when he saw it, he immediately knew that something was wrong, and he slammed back without hesitation.

It's a pity that it's a step too late.

The long whale sword pierced the front heart of the 'corpse' and protruded from the back heart.

　Sorry for being late today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)