Luo nine needles

The long sword galloped in the air, as if it was burning, as if piercing and cutting the sun.

Hey, Liang Liuzi said in his heart, is this sword so beautiful?It used to be so ugly because I couldn't see clearly at night.

He complained all the way that the sword was made in such a shape, it was long and heavy, and it was best used as an iron rod.

At this time, the long sword body is no longer so clumsy, like a dragon stretching its body.

Liang Liuzi couldn't turn his eyes away, and even forgot his surroundings, until another figure pierced the sunlight.

Qixing's foot stepped on an iron lotus, and the shoes and socks on his feet were instantly shattered, but fortunately, the smooth skin of his feet was intact.

Her body kept turning with the iron lotus, even faster than the iron lotus, so this iron lotus rose suddenly.

Accompanied by a crisp sound, three iron lotus flowers collided with it, and this iron lotus flower was crushed instantly, and the cold light scattered with broken flowers.

Everyone looked up and saw that the barefoot woman seemed to be stepping on flower petals, like walking on flowers.

One step at a time, Qixing leaped out of the siege by taking advantage of the iron lotus' attack, sliding like an arrow, she stretched out her hand and held the flying sword.

The next moment, with a twist of the wrist, the long sword touched the ground, and the man turned around in the air, rushing towards the four of them like a storm.

A series of explosions sounded in everyone's ears, and the sword light in front of them exploded and sparks flew everywhere.

All the iron lotuses were cut into pieces by a sword, and the four people in front of them trembled and screamed, with blood oozing from their faces.

Another flash of sword light flashed, Qi Xing cut the four people away, and went to the other person in the distance under the gust of wind and rain.

When the man heard someone coming, his expression was expressionless.

When he saw the long sword being thrown over, he just sneered.

But when he saw that the four iron lotuses were instantly shattered with one sword, his expression changed.

"What rotten metal!" He cursed, and pulled out a long sword from behind.

The sword was bent like a snake, shining with a faint blue light, as if tempered in poisonous water, and at the same time, with a flick of the protective gear under his feet, he jumped up suddenly as if stepping on stilts.

Just passed Qixing and fell behind her.

The Snake Sword stabbed at Qixing's back.

He didn't intend to kill this woman with one sword, as long as the sword could pierce her skin, even just a little, it would be enough to kill her.

But the woman didn't turn her head back, she threw her long sword back like a dragon raising her head.

Meng Xichang heard a scream, and then something fell on the ground not far away.

It's a hand attached to a forearm.

There was still a sword in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the man who was still walking on stilts rolled to the ground, curled up and twitched screaming.

Meng Xichang let out a deep breath and said with a sneer, "Whether you like it or not, you have no chance to have an iron hand."

Over there, Qixing didn't look at the man again, but looked at the broken arm, and his eyes fell on the wrist.

A black cloth is tied around the wrist, which seems to be strangled tightly into the flesh.

She picked it up with the sword, and the black cloth was cut, and at the same time, the sword pierced and lifted the severed arm.

Blood slid down the blade, fell on Qixing's hand and clothes, and bloomed on her bare feet.

Qixing looked at the writing on his wrist and said, "I thought it was something, it turned out to be a traitor from the Mo Sect."

She flicked the sword, and the broken arm fell to the ground again. In the sunlight, Meng Xichang saw the word black on the wrist.

Non-ink.

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"traitor?"

"What traitor?"

The horse's hooves stomped, and Liang Liuzi also ran close, not only him, the billowing dust and smoke settled, and there was a group of people among them.

All this happened so quickly, Liang Liuzi felt that the fight was over just as soon as he threw the sword.

The four died in the blink of an eye, and one curled up on the ground with his broken arm in his arms.

At the same time, the door of the inn not far away also opened, and Chen Shi, Wei Dongjia and others all rushed out.

"Liuzi Liang! Why did you come here, you bastard!" Chen Shi recognized Liang Liuzi while running, and cursed.

Wei Dongjia looked at the middle-aged man on the horse with a surprised expression: "Master Liu, why are you here?"

Liang Liuzi pointed at Liu Yan and scolded angrily: "It's because of him, otherwise I wouldn't have come so slowly! This group of people actually pulled me as a backstop—"

At that time, Liu Yan and his party were indeed just going to rush over, but Zhang Bushan naturally didn't allow it. Hundreds of people could always divide their hands, so they finally fell into a melee.

Liu Yan ignored Liang Liuzi, but his attendants were not at a disadvantage: "If we hadn't helped you, you wouldn't be able to get through now."

Liang Liuzi let out a sigh: "Is it you who can't make it through?"

Liu Yan scolded: "Shut up."

The attendant and Liang Liuzi fell silent for a moment.

Liang Liuzi immediately stared again, the attendant was obedient, he would listen anyway, if he wanted to say something, Liu Yan had already gone to talk to Qixing.

"What traitor?" he asked.

Seven Star said: "A traitor who betrayed Mo Sheng."

One who enters Mohist sect may not always be Mohist. Some people regret halfway, and some people can't bear the hardship and give up seeking the Tao.

However, Momen will not stop or despise people who want to leave Momen for various reasons, but there are also people who betray the morality of Momen in Momen and do things that violate the rules of Momen, and they will be expelled.

When Mohists who have such behavior are expelled, they will be tattooed with the word "non-mo" to show that they are not my comrades.

Chen Shi, Wei Dongjia and others looked very angry.

"Betraying the Mo Sect and even attacking and killing the Mo Sect, it really is a generation that deceives the master and destroys the ancestors." They scolded.

The man curled up on the ground as if unconscious suddenly raised his head slowly: "Why do you say that we deceived our teachers and destroyed our ancestors? How can we prove that the way you follow is correct? You are not deceiving your teachers and destroying your ancestors?"

When Chen Shiwei's master wanted to say something, Qi Xing spoke first.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are the sinners of the flood in Qiucheng 20 years ago." She said, "Who will prove it? It's very simple. Ask the people of Qiucheng. It is Mo Dao who destroyed the embankment. Yes, it is better to give up your life to dredge the river, Mo Dao, who has been silently governing the river for ten years, is right."

When he heard this, Liu Yan frowned and stepped forward: "Qiucheng flood? But the flood in Yongning that flooded half of the city and killed tens of thousands?"

Qixing looked at him and nodded: "Yes."

Liu Yan was furious: "It turned out to be a man-made disaster! You Momen—"

"It's not a man-made disaster." Qixing interrupted him, "If it wasn't for the Momen, the whole city would have been flooded, but the Momen couldn't do better then."

Liu Yan's expression changed for a moment, and he finally swallowed the rest of the words.

The man over there let out a laugh, watching Qixing spit out a mouthful of blood with a pooh.

"The common people don't understand!" He said, with a sinister smile, "Sometimes they have to be taught a lesson before they know what is the right way in this world."

Qi Xing said lightly: "It was made very clear during the punishment before, yours is not the way of black ink, it is the way of self-interest."

After all, he looked at him.

"The chaos in Jindi is also related to you?"

The man laughed again and didn't answer, just said: "Whether it's related or not, the crown prince is dead, Jin land is in chaos, so it can be seen that this is the way of destiny."

Liu Yan took another step forward: "Take down this villain!"

Before the attendants responded, Qi Xing suddenly shouted: "Stand back!" Stepping over, covering Liu Yan behind him, he swung his long sword.

The others subconsciously backed away.

At the same time, the man's hand on the ground threw something out, and with a ding, the black ball was blocked by the long sword and rolled to the ground. The next moment there was a loud bang, dust flew up, the ground shook, and dense Smoke billows.

Everyone covered their mouths and noses and retreated quickly again, and Qixing also supported Liu Yan to retreat to avoid being poisoned by the thick smoke.

"He ran away—"

The flower bell climbing up the high pole in the inn screamed and pointed in one direction.

The traitor turned out to have been accumulating strength by pretending to be unconscious.

The dust and smoke dissipated, and there was no trace of Ke Sanhai in sight.

"He can't escape." Liu Yan said in a deep voice, "The soldiers and horses I brought are behind."

He wanted to give orders to his attendants, but Qixing stopped him again.

"Master Liu, you have more important things to do. I will deal with this traitor."

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The horseshoe galloped, billowing dust and smoke, Shuan Zi followed a group of people and horses, and saw Liu Yan standing here from a distance, surrounded by a mess, with many corpses lying there.

"My lord—" the leading guard shouted loudly, jumping off his horse, "We have tied up those fake officers and soldiers."

Looking around again, there are knives and swords, strange fragments, deep pits, and the smell of smoke and fire.

It was like a tragic battlefield.

But seeing Liu Yan and the others, although their robes and hair were disheveled, their bodies were intact and it didn't look like they had experienced a terrible battle.

It seems that there are not many murderers here.

"...and more." Bingwei continued, pointing behind him again, "I met Guning officers and soldiers, and they also came to support."

Liu Yan followed what he was pointing at, and saw soldiers and horses approaching not far away, there were also hundreds of soldiers, the equipment was neatly dressed, and the military flag clearly had the word "Gu Ning".

The officers and soldiers of Guning stopped not far away, and did not dismount to salute. The leading general looked at Liu Yan with a solemn expression.

"Who are you?" he asked, "Why are you here?"

The guards brought by Liu Yan frowned.

"Didn't I tell you just now?" A military guard said loudly, "This is Siqing Liu of Dali Temple."

The general still did not dismount, and asked, "Why is Liu Siqing here?"

The soldiers wanted to scold him, but Liu Yan stopped him, looked at the general, neither scolded nor got angry, and asked: "Then why are you officers and soldiers here in Guning?"

The general said loudly: "We passed by here and received news that there are thieves making trouble—"

Before he finished speaking, Liu Yan nodded and interrupted: "I also came here because I discovered the thief, and I have already caught him."

He pointed to the inn behind.

"right here."

The general was taken aback for a moment, as if this scene should be like this, but it seemed that something was wrong.

"Please follow me to catch the thief." Liu Yan said, turning around and walking towards the inn.

Seeing this, the general followed without any hesitation with his soldiers and horses.

Liu Yan's guards also hurriedly followed, and one of the guards couldn't help but grabbed someone and asked in a low voice, "Did you really catch him?"

This was Bingwei who had been following Liu Yan before, seeing this person recognized his name, he said with a smile: "Yes, I've caught it, Shuanzi, don't worry, even though you are following behind, you still have credit for this time. "

Shuanzi heaved a sigh of relief: "Then there should be no one who slipped through the net outside, right?"

The soldier thought of something, lowered his voice and said, "Yes."

Shuan Zi was startled, ah, is this good or bad?

"What's good or bad?" Hearing his muttering, Bingwei asked puzzledly, then looked around when he thought of something, "Hey, where's your warm-hearted friend of the city gate guard? Did you go back early?"

Shuanzi smiled wryly, it wasn't that he went back early, it was that he predicted in advance that there would be someone who slipped through the net, and went to sit on the sidelines in advance.

It is a good thing to catch someone who slipped through the net, but it must be very difficult to deal with the slip-up who can escape, so don't be surprised by Zhang Yuan!
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The blood kept dripping.

Ke Sanhai felt that his consciousness was also passing away.

But his footsteps did not stop at all.

Even though his vision was blurred, he walked steadily through the jungle. After walking for an unknown amount of time, he smelled a familiar smell. With a thud, he pounced on the ground, groped on the ground full of dead branches and leaves, and quickly grabbed out a porcelain vase. , he lay on the ground and poured the medicine from the porcelain bottle into his mouth regardless, even though he almost choked to death, he swallowed it.

Slowly, he was breathing slowly, as if he had lost his vitality, but the blood on his severed arm stopped slowly and stopped dripping.

It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed that it was only a blink of an eye. Ke Sanhai sat up suddenly, vomited a mouthful of black blood, gasped for breath, looked at the ground, and laughed again.

"I don't die that easily." He said, "Momen abandons me, but the sky does not abandon me. If I don't die, I should live."

He said standing up.

"I still need to find companions, my companions are still here, and we will come again."

He pulled out a wooden stick from his back, and the wooden stick fell to the ground to support him firmly. He walked forward, and sprinkled some medicinal powder while walking.

"Snakes retreat."

"Eliminate traces."

He muttered, like a practicing wizard, turning and turning, it seemed that he was dizzy and stopped, looking in one direction and sneering.

"Get out, really think grandpa didn't find you?"

The branches and leaves in the bushes behind him were shaking, Zhang Yuan cut it with a knife, and came out from behind to look at the man in front of him.

"The government handles the case," he said, "the criminals are caught without a fight."

Ke Sanhai let out a laugh: "I mean, his hiding skills are so bad, so he's from the government."

Zhang Yuan ignored his sarcasm, and only asked, "Are you Mo Tu?"

Ke Sanhai raised his eyebrows: "Why do you want to arrest Motu?"

Zhang Yuan clenched the knife in his hand and said, "Why are you setting up an ambush here? What are you going to do?"

Ke Sanhai coughed, looked at the sky, and looked a little impatient: "You didn't kill me when I couldn't move, I used me and my accomplices to lure you, you fool really don't want to do anything, now I have the strength to kill you."

Speaking of which, he smiled again.

"You treat me as a Motu? Then I kill you, you should be very happy."

This man spoke insanely, but Zhang Yuan didn't dare to underestimate him. He thought he was going to die here today, so let's just die.

Holding the knife, he didn't retreat, but took a step forward.

"Look at the knife—" he shouted forward.

Ke Sanhai, who was standing with a wooden stick, raised his hand and waved the stick.

The wooden stick slammed, it turned out to be an iron umbrella, and it instantly opened to block Zhang Yuan's knife.

There was a piercing clang of knives and irons.

"Any piece of broken metal is also called a knife—" Ke Sanhai said, moving forward, he was about to push the umbrella, and with this push, the umbrella bone would turn into a sharp arrow.

But at this moment, a sharp piercing sound came from beside his ear.

Ke Sanhai turned around abruptly, and saw a sword light as if falling from the sky. He raised the umbrella in his hand, and heard the turbulent waves coming from his ears. The next moment, a long sword pierced through the iron umbrella and pierced into his chest. penetrate.

Ke Sanhai lowered his head in a daze, looking at the sword in front of his chest, with a cyan light, the blood flowed crazily on it, and fell down instantly, unable to soak it in the slightest.

He could even see his own face reflected in the sword.

"Good sword," he said.

Consciousness fell into the deep sea and returned to death.

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Zhang Yuan watched as the sword piercing through the man's back was retracted, the iron umbrella blocking the sunlight split, and the man fell to the ground.

The eyes suddenly opened up, and the sun poured in.

A face appeared in his sight.

Zhang Yuan reached out to touch his shoulder, and the robe on his shoulder was cut by the sword energy, revealing a shallow bloodstain.

"It's a really good sword." He looked at the woman in front of him and said, "Master Seven."

(End of this volume)