The myth of crossing the heavens

Chapter 41
Qingliang Jianguang soared, piercing the 'hand awl' in one fell swoop.

The black tube in the 'corpse''s hand just fell to the ground, and countless thin needles fell on the ground, making a tinkling sound.

"You are so vicious!"

The bronze mask let out a low growl, and cursed, "You've done three bad things at such a young age."

Yi Qingchen ignored him, shook his hands and threw the 'corpse' away, and launched a fierce attack with swordsmanship.

Since receiving Feng Qingyang's guidance, he has made rapid progress in swordsmanship, and consciously touched the threshold of attacking the enemy's weak points.

At this time, the right hand of the bronze mask was injured, and there were many flaws in his eyes.

So the bronze mask retreated again and again, and after a while, steam rose from his head.

That is the appearance of excessive internal force.

"Fall down!"

Yi Qingchen saw the flaw, and cut the hamstring of the bronze mask horizontally with the long whale sword.

Then the long sword swung round and slashed down on the head, cutting off eight nails and smashing the bronze mask to the ground.

The bronze mask panted like a cow, and asked in disbelief: "How did you find the trap?"

"There are so many flaws, I don't know where to start."

Yi Qingchen looked around for a week, and felt relieved when he saw that there was no abnormality in the room, and said lightly: "Your hands are very good, so let's start with your hands."

Swiping two swords, Yi Qingchen picked off the Tesuji of the bronze mask.

The bronze mask let out a low growl, and its body limp limply.

Originally, he planned to delay time through communication and find a way to get out.

After all, his kung fu is mainly in his hands, even if his hamstring is broken, he still has a chance to come back.

But now that the Tesuji has also been broken, there is really no chance of a comeback.

"how to say?"

Yi Qingchen chuckled: "Let's talk about it from the beginning, from the time the screams came out to when I came to the room, there was at least a few breaths of time in between, no matter how slow your lord's movements are, you should climb the wall and run. Stay in the house with a heart-caught gesture?"

He curled his lips: "Besides a conspiracy, I can't think of a second possibility."

"What about Li Zhongqi?"

The bronze mask knew that there was no reason for it, and wanted to be a ghost even in death, and asked again: "He has practiced 'Snake Sleep Art' to a state of perfection, and I can't feel it when I'm so close. How did you find out?"

Such a stupid question.

Now that I know that you are laying a trap, I must be careful.

I don't know if the corpse is fraudulent or not, but he is already dead, and he won't die a second time with another sword.

It's just a matter of convenience, why not do it?

"The answer to this question will be exchanged for your news."

Yi Qingchen pulled off the bronze mask, recorded his face, then tore off his clothes and searched for gold, silver and jade ornaments.

The most important thing is jade. Although gold and silver are precious, they are dung compared to spiritual power.

Several thousand taels of silver bills, a silver token, two bottles of wound medicine, and some daily necessities.

In addition, the bronze mask also carried the same black tube as in the hands of the 'corpse', as well as an iron box containing ox hair needles.

Is this the Black Blood God Needle?
Yi Qingchen guessed, and conveniently put the iron box and the black tube on the waist where it was easy to reach.

The only hidden weapon in Swordsman is the Black Blood God Needle, which has been played several times, and it is quite powerful after quenching the poison.

Thankfully these people didn't choose to use it.

Otherwise... Yi Qingchen had to install the needle herself.

"who are you?"

Yi Qingchen listened attentively, and asked the bronze mask: "Why do you want to plot against me?"

"Pooh!"

There was a sneer on the resolute and solemn face of the bronze mask: "Scholar can be killed and cannot be humiliated. What is my identity? I have never seen any torture. How could I act like a coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death? If you want to kill, kill it. Don't spend too much money!" Mouth...mouth tongue, ah..."

At the end of the sentence, he couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, and his voice became extremely sharp.

It's like the little girl who encountered a ghost in a horror movie.

It was raining harder and harder outside.

The thunder dragon occasionally appeared, tearing the shady curtain of the night sky.

The raindrops gather into a curtain, and the rain curtain gathers into a net.

The sky and the earth seem to be covered by endless rainwater, forming an endless prison.

Click.

The God of Heaven was furious, and the thunder dragon pierced through the sky.
The bright thunder light instantly illuminated the sky and the earth as if it were daytime.

A group of men in black with bamboo hats were lying around in the courtyard.

The man in black pointed his bow and arrow at the room without making a sound.

The patter of raindrops complemented the screams in the room.

Someone farther away murmured in a low voice: "Old Tian is probably going to stand up, shall we continue?"

The person who spoke was wearing a fine iron mask, and his voice was deep and thick.

"Must continue!"

The other person wore a silver mask and said in a low voice, "That kid was appointed by the hall master to take down. If we return without success, we will end up worse than Lao Tian."

The refined iron mask fell silent.

"However, he was able to evade the nets of heaven and earth, and he was able to avoid the pincer attacks of Lao Tian and Li Zhongqi. His martial arts skills have exceeded our expectations, and he must use his full strength when he strikes later."

The silver mask said coldly: "The hall master only said to be alive, not to be complete, as long as he can speak."

Pairs of eyes fixed on the room, listening to the screams coming from the room.

Even though these people are well-trained and kill like hemp, they are still a little frightened.

For a while, even the leader forgot that there was a way to rush in.

In the room, Yi Qingchen flicked some chili powder and coarse salt on the wound of the bronze mask.

He was so stubborn and refused to cooperate, so he had no choice but to cooperate in reverse.

"Dude, you say it like I'm the villain, you set me up first, okay?"

Yi Qingchen said with a bit of grievance: "As long as you tell us your history, purpose, and plan, I will let you go, okay?"

The bronze mask gritted his teeth, his face dripping with sweat.

However, he was born in the Demon Cult and had seen more torture than Yi Qingchen had ever heard, so he did not collapse.

"Boy, you'd better kill me immediately, otherwise the person who seeks revenge on you in the future will make you die or die!"

The bronze mask stared menacingly.

"Okay, I'll wait."

Yi Qingchen picked up a big knife and slowly cut open the skin of the bronze mask.

"You kill twelve people, I will pay you back twelve knives, if you don't die after twelve knives..."

Yi Qingchen hesitated for a moment, then smiled in the hopeful eyes of the bronze mask: "Then I will slash you twice!"

"Anyway, brother, you are a man, and you will not be afraid of torture, so enjoy it slowly!"

The dark face of the bronze mask turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and cursed: "Little bastard, a bastard, a bastard with a mother but no father..."

Yi Qingchen frowned, and sprinkled seasoning on his wound.

The bronze mask stood upright in pain, still yelling and cursing.

"What a man!"

Yi Qingchen sighed in admiration, thinking quickly in his mind.

In an instant, the world was in darkness, only the screams of the bronze mask remained.

The ambush outside the house was terrified, and they had the illusion that the house was an endless hell.

"I can't wait any longer, if I wait any longer, I will lose without attacking!"

Listening to the screams in the house, Silver Mask secretly thought that something was wrong, and if this continued, his morale would be completely wiped out.

Can't wait!

(End of this chapter)