Wind and Rain - Chapter 60

The owner of Wuji Village looked coldly at the people on the stage, and Saint Aunt and Yu’er had already blocked her.

The owner of Wuji Village suddenly sneered, raised his hands and said: “Very good, it is best that the young talents of the Central Plains martial arts have come. Today I will let you all come and go!”

“Chizhai Master!” Yuan Kangshou said loudly, “The old man failed to remember you in time, because the old man was confused. But now the old man remembers it, you saved the old man’s life, if you want to take it back, the old man will definitely No complaints. It’s just that this old man really doesn’t understand, why do you have such a grudge against the Central Plains Martial Arts?! You are willing to pay such a huge price to kill the sky!”

“If you don’t understand, you should be a fool.” The owner of Wuji Villa looked at him angrily and said, “There are thousands of life-threatening souls in front of Yanluo Palace to let you understand!”

As soon as she finished speaking, a light voice suddenly sounded in the sky, spreading from the high platform to the surrounding area, and echoing gently above the square. The originally noisy crowd quieted down for a moment, staring blankly at the sky, their eyes were blank, and the same smile gradually appeared on their faces. It seemed that the feeling at the moment was unparalleled happiness, happiness, and satisfaction.

Jun Shuying approached Chu Feiyang and said, “The saint is using that trick again.”

Chu Feiyang frowned and nodded, the situation was particularly bad for them at the moment.

A few of them are alone and surrounded by thousands of people.

“Go!” Chu Feiyang shouted loudly, and rushed towards the Wuji Villa Master who was heavily guarded by the Wuji Villa disciples.

As soon as he moved, the saint abruptly stopped singing, pointed at Chu Feiyang and others, and ordered in the square: “Take them!”

After she finished speaking, she also quickly greeted Chu Feiyang.

Although the saint is a woman, she has been immersed in the forbidden and evil methods of Wuji Villa for many years, and her skills should not be underestimated. Chu Feiyang met her, and with just one move, she felt that she was more advanced in martial arts than when she met in Fulai County a few months ago.

Qinglang and Jun Shuying had already jumped to the edge of the high platform, working together to resist the onslaught of the people in the square. Cheng Xuexiang wanted to protect Yuan Kangshou and resist attacks from all directions, so he had no time to take care of him.

Chu Feiyang was entangled by the saint and several disciples of Wuji Villa, so he could only give up the plan to take Wuji Villa directly, and instead concentrate on dealing with the few people who had formed a siege in front of him.

Three men attacked from the front and back with their swords raised, one took the top road, one took the middle road, and the other took down the road with a sword. The attacks were coordinated and orderly.

Chu Feiyang stepped on the sword that was attacking the lower road with one foot, spun his waist, avoided the sword in the middle, and kicked the third person’s chest with the other, jumped up with strength, and the sword in his hand spun sharply, killing the three of them. on the spot.

Saint Aunt stepped on the stage with her toes, leaped into the air, and rushed towards Chu Feiyang.

Chu Feiyang didn’t want to fight, he just wanted to make a quick decision. The longer the current situation dragged on, the worse it would be for them. Therefore, his subordinates showed no mercy and just wanted to take down the saint in one fell swoop.

The sword in his hand spun like a fly, and the sharp swords slammed into the four directions. In an instant, more than half of the disciples of the Wuji Villa who were besieged were killed or injured, which made them jealous.

The saint didn’t care about the lives of other subordinates, and even grabbed two Wuji disciples to avoid Chu Feiyang’s sword qi. She has excellent Qinggong, and her figure is erratic. With the cover of other Wuji disciples, she approached Chu Feiyang step by step.

She seemed extremely confident in her martial arts. Chu Feiyang wanted to capture her as a hostage, but she couldn’t avoid it, and even brought her to the door herself.

Naturally, Chu Feiyang would not be polite to her. The sword in his hand was like flowing water, and he solved several Wuji disciples in front of him with one move. He also flew up and attacked the saint.

The weapon in the saint’s hand is also a long golden whip, which takes up the convenience of a long character. When Chu Feiyang was not close, the whip was wrapped around the body of the sword, just like a living thing. come.

Chu Feiyang used his internal strength to shake the golden whip away, his figure flashed, and the next moment he approached the saint aunt.

Not only did the aunt not show panic, but a smile appeared on her lips, and she raised her whip to block Chu Feiyang’s long sword. With her eyes facing each other, she suddenly said softly, “Master Chu, I have been walking in the Central Plains martial arts for many days. , I have seen many martial arts people, but only Chu Daxia can make a little girl look down on her. Chu Daxia is worthy of the title of the first person in the rivers and lakes, and the little girl admires it very much.”

Chu Feiyang also smiled slightly and replied, “Unfortunately, I have already been married to you, and the girl is favored.”

On the edge of the high platform, Qinglang and Jun Shuying were still trying their best to resist. The two of them were walking around, and the souls of the dead under the sword were growing every moment, but there were still people who came after they were not afraid of death.

Qinglang stabbed away a man who was attacking Jun Shuying, stood back to back with Jun Shuying, wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, and said, “It’s not good if you continue like this, you, Master Chu, don’t take those two women anymore. It’s done, we can’t stand it here.”

“Stop talking nonsense.” Jun Shuying gritted his teeth, “It’s enough for you to concentrate on yourself, you go over there and bear it!”

He pointed in the direction of Cheng Xuexiang and Yuan Kangshou. Cheng Xuexiang wanted to take care of Yuan Kangshou, and he was far less comfortable than Qinglang and Jun Shuying. At this time, he was exhausted, there were many wounds on his body, and there were many loopholes all over his body, and many people had come to the stage.

Qinglang clicked his tongue and said to Jun Shuying, “Be careful of yourself.” Then he flew towards Cheng Xuexiang and killed countless people along the way.

There was a melee on the edge of the high platform, and more and more people poured in from the edge of the square. Jun Shuying’s hidden weapon has long been used up, the sword dance in his hand keeps on dancing, blood is splattered in front of him, and the lives of fresh people are lost in an instant, but there are still countless people stepping on the bones of their predecessors to climb on the stage.

Jun Shuying became more and more irritable. He was never a hypocrite who was ashamed of taking people’s lives, it was just that the endless killing still bored him. The dead souls who died under his sword were still dumbfounded, and many people suddenly regained clarity just moments before they died, but the clarity and terror at that moment were forever fixed in the gray and godless eyes of those who lost their lives.

Jun Shuying hates this kind of eyes and hates this kind of feeling. Just when the patience was about to run out, a clear voice suddenly exploded in the air, listening to Jun Shuying’s ears, it was as pleasant as the sound of heaven.

“If you want the saint to live, stop!!!” Chu Feiyang held the saint in one hand and shouted loudly.

The people in the audience were shocked by this sound, they stopped attacking abruptly, and they all followed the sound.

I saw that Saint Aunt’s hand was hanging down softly, and the blood soaked the sleeves and flowed down the back of the hand, dripping on the ground.

Chu Feiyang’s sword was lying across her neck. With just a little force, the sharp blade could cut through the slender and white neck. It’s just that there was no trace of panic and fear on the saint’s face, but a calm expression and a smile on the corner of her lips.

She looked down at the stage, raised her uninjured arm, and ordered, “Stop it all.”

Chu Feiyang threatened her and walked forward, she took two steps obediently, and when she walked out of the encirclement of Wuji Villa’s disciples, she suddenly stopped.

Jun Shuying wanted to come to Chu Feiyang, but was stopped by Chu Feiyang’s eyes.

“Master Chu, what I said just now is not false.” The saint aunt said suddenly.

Chu Feiyang frowned and looked at her, unable to guess what medicine was sold in her gourd.

The saint aunt smiled again, her pale face showing a hint of beauty.

“A man like Chu Daxia is like the sun in the morning, warm and gentle, but it won’t burn others.” The saint said to herself, her eyes turned to Jun Shuying, “Young Master, I’m right. wrong?”

Jun Shuying frowned, did not speak, just looked at it unhappily.

“When I first saw it, I only thought that I was a hypocrite again. After watching it for a long time, I envy the gentleman. A person like me who was born in the dark and grew up in the dark loves and yearns for the gentle light. The gentleman must understand. My mood. It’s just that I don’t have such good luck as a gentleman.”

Swords were drawn on the field, but the saint aunt was as usual. Chu Feiyang only felt that something was wrong, and looked at the Wuji Villa owner from the corner of her eyes, but she just sat on the chair covered with fox fur and watched it coldly, apparently not expecting this play of Saintess. I know, and I am not satisfied.

After the saint finished speaking, she suddenly closed her eyes and slammed hard, and the next moment she trembled with pain, and bright red blood flowed from the corners of her lips.

Yu’er couldn’t help shouting: “Sister!” She wanted to step forward, but was restrained by the other Wuji disciples, so she could only look at Saint Aunt with a worried look on her eyes with tears in her eyes.

The saint aunt bit her tongue, and Chu Feiyang was also surprised, but she didn’t believe that she was going to kill herself, but she couldn’t guess her purpose.

The saint aunt had blood in her mouth, but there was still a smile on her lips. She turned around abruptly, ignoring Chu Feiyang’s blade cutting into her skin, and mercilessly pounced on Chu Feiyang.

This scene was unexpected for everyone, Chu Feiyang could only withdraw the blade in a hurry. This saint aunt is really desperate to do this, but he can’t ignore the overall situation. It’s annoying to think about the bigger picture.

Saint Aunt rushed to him in a blink of an eye, and wrapped Chu Feiyang’s shoulder with her uninjured hand. The corners of her lips were full of blood, and her eyes contained an invisible smile and sadness. Chu Feiyang kissed him on the lips.

Standing on the edge of the stage, Qinglang couldn’t help widening his eyes when he saw this scene, and blew a whistle in his mouth.

At that moment, Jun Shuying turned from shock to anger, swung his sword angrily, stepped on the wind, and charged towards the middle of the high platform.