This scene appeared in Wei Zigeng's mind again, and for a moment, he seemed to have returned to two years ago.

The same sword, the same moment, the same rain, the same suddenness.

The tip of the sword stirred slowly, and the cold sword energy instantly shattered Jiang Li's heart. The lean man looked blankly at his chest, then at Ma Huailiu and the young man in front of him.

Both of them had a look of horror in their eyes.

"This...I..."

Only two words were uttered, and the man kept coughing up blood. Finally, his head drooped weakly, and there was no more life left.

"Jiang...Jiang Li!"

Ma Huailiu yelled wildly, then picked up the Xuanhua board ax in his hand and ran towards Jiang Li. He jumped up in three steps and struck hard at the figure behind him.

Wei Zigeng froze on the spot. He looked at Jiang Li in horror, where a head poked out.

"Who are you……"

The head behind him, wearing a black gauze hat, was staring blankly at Wei Zigeng in front of him. He turned a blind eye to Ma Huailiu, who raised the giant ax above his head and struck at him, and didn't care at all.

The scene from two years ago began to overlap. The girl was smiling, a sword came out of her body, and a head was also pulled out behind her. Her smile was weird and crazy, and the corners of her mouth reached to her ears.

"The Earthly Demon Locking Formation made of seventy-two immortal-killing flying knives is indeed well-deserved, but it's a pity."

As he spoke, Wei Zigeng could see clearly that the person in front of him did not have the weird smile of that person back then. His face was cold and serious, showing unquestionable intimidation.

The giant ax split open. The man raised his foot and kicked Jiang Li's body aside. He ducked sideways to avoid the axe. Then he raised his hand and struck with a sword. Then he struck back with a blow, knocking Ma Huailiu and the giant ax away.

Throw away.

The man wears a black gauze hat, a big red fish-dragon suit, stepping on cloud boots, and a white jade belt around his waist. He is the waiting officer of the Yulong Guard commanding his affairs in summer, autumn and winter.

"Are you from the imperial court?"

Wei Zigeng asked, Xia Qiudong glanced at the young man, slightly confused.

"My officer, Yulong Wei Xia Qiudong, and the young man have done a very good job. These two are the leaders of the Anxing rebels in Heiyun Mountain. They have done many evil things. If you hadn't restrained them, I would not have put them to death so easily."

Wei Zigeng listened to what he said without commenting.

The Anxing rebels from Heiyun Mountain descended into the city and killed many people in the city. They showed no mercy to ordinary people. He had no sympathy for Jiang Li's death, but he always felt that something was wrong.

Should Jiang Li deserve to die? There is no doubt that death by a thousand cuts is not an exaggeration. But he should not die like this, but should be killed in a dignified way.

Jianghu is a Jianghu matter, but once a Jianghu becomes involved with the imperial court, is it still a Jianghu?

"Young man, quickly join forces with me to bring this man to justice. There are countless people in the city waiting for us to rescue him!"

Ma Huailiu was like a madman at this moment, he was slashing wildly with his axe, each axe made a sound of breaking through the air, and every move was without any rules, he was just fighting with brute force.

Xia Qiudong raised his sword to block, tossing and turning in front of the giant axe. Although his opponent had lost his mind at this moment, the force exerted by each axe, even with his peak Yuheng realm strength, was a solid blow.

I'm afraid that even if I don't die, I will be crippled. And precisely because I have no rules, I can't predict what will happen next.

Ma Huailiu's abdomen, right hand, and calf all had sword wounds that were deep enough to see the bones. The blood dripped on the ground to form strange blood lines, but he seemed not to notice it and still waved the giant ax without any pain.

Wei Zigeng casually threw away the shabby long sword in his left hand, and the long sword flew back into the scabbard behind him.

This scene happened to be seen by Xia Qiudong who was tired of dealing with Ma Huailiu.

For some reason, Xia Qiudong only felt that when he saw the sword, his heart beat suddenly, a feeling of heart palpitations came, and the movements of his hands were slightly stagnant, and it was at this short moment that the giant ax above his head was aimed at this person.

A fish dragon guard ordered Qian Shi's head to be chopped off.

"My lord, beware!"

Wei Zigeng was not originally prepared to help, but thinking that this person was also here for the people, he waved his long sword and flew towards Ma Huailiu.

"clang!"

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and the long knife and the giant ax collided, erupting into a burst of dazzling sparks. Because each ax was loaded with tremendous force, Ma Huailiu suddenly appeared and collided with the long knife, holding the giant ax in his hand.

There was a sharp shock, severe pain in the tiger's mouth, and he almost lost his grip.

Ma Huailiu opened his eyes angrily, looked at the young man throwing the knife, and roared:

"Jiang Li showed mercy to you and passed on the immortal-killing flying knife and the treasure-swallowing gourd to you. You two were destined to be together. Now that he has been assassinated and died tragically, is this how you repay him?"

If it was just one person, Ma Huailiu believed that he still had the strength to fight, and even if he could not take revenge, he could still tear off two ounces of flesh. But now if the young man in front of him joins forces with the lackey of the court, he will definitely not get the slightest advantage, and can only disturb the young man's mind with words.

Unexpectedly, the young man just stretched out his hand to take back the long knife that was originally thrown, flicked it on the blade, and then said:

"I promised to mention that Senior Jiang Li found the successor of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, and that Senior showed mercy to me. There is no conflict between the two. Even if Senior is not dead, I will kill him after receiving the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife. Because of you

Killing innocent people indiscriminately does not conflict with the two."

After hearing this, Xia Qiudong's favorable impression of the young man in front of him increased sharply. Many decent people from well-known families were concerned about the so-called reputation of their school and their own reputation, and they couldn't distinguish the priorities of small favors.

The imperial court must remember that the Yulong Guards are the kind of decent people they want to monitor. The young man in front of him has a clear sense of grudges and a firm mind. He is a promising talent.

"If we can win him over to our Yulong Guard, over time he will definitely be a great help to His Majesty in conquering the world!"

Thinking in his mind, he saw the young man stepping forward with a knife, and hundreds of rebels appeared behind Ma Huailiu. Their eyes were red and their bodies were covered in blood. They had previously made an explanation between the second gear and the third gear, so there was no need for them to be there.

Here, and now that the war situation has taken a turn for the worse, it is the time when they are needed.

"Hey, where are your people? The court won't let you come here alone!"

The main reason why Jianghu has always been restrained by the imperial court is because of the gap in combat power. When manpower is limited after all, individual combat power will ultimately be unable to withstand the attack of a group.

Facing so many people, even two masters of the Four Realms may not be able to escape unscathed.

"They are still evacuating the people in the city. It will take some time, but my three hundred fish dragon guards are already on the way."

Wei Zigeng nodded without saying much. He picked up the knife and rushed forward, leaving behind him to the fish dragon guard Xia Qiudong.

"Revenge for the second gear driver!"

Holding the broadsword high, the man who came had a ferocious expression and a fierce look on his face. At this time, he no longer knew what fear was. He only knew that the entire Yuezhou City had been surrounded by water and no matter what, they would all die in this battle.

The next second, the head of the person who was shouting for revenge immediately fell to the ground. In the horrified eyes of everyone, a young man in green ran towards them with an exquisite pure white long knife, his eyes expressionless.

It's playful.

While everyone was still panicking, the figure in Tsing Yi suddenly disappeared from the place, and the next moment he appeared in front of the leader of an Anxing bandit. Just as he was about to lift the spear in his hand, his feet appeared in front of him, and his head fell to the ground.

.

The next second, the bandits realized that this was no ordinary boy, but the devil from hell! Everyone defended themselves and rushed towards the man in Tsing Yi.

Among the hundreds of people, I saw the figure of a young man holding a knife walking back and forth, moving around, one knife passed and then another, the knife lifted the head and fell.

At this time, a tall black figure rushed forward and then leaped high, knocking Wei Zigeng back dozens of steps. After he stood firm, he licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the burly Ma Huailiu in front of him with amusement.

He took out a yellow paper talisman from his waist, pulled out the small seal writing brush from his bun, and wrote on the yellow paper.

"The evil spirit in the sky is transformed into a cave door!"

Clamping the talisman between his fingers, with a little force, the talisman burned. The young man waved his hand, and the rain turned into a long knife in front of him, slashing at the people in front of him.

Ma Huailiu's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, blue steam rising from his body, and the giant ax in his hand suddenly struck down. The young man dodged sideways, and the knife went along the handle of the axe. Ma Huailiu rotated the ax with his hand, and turned the pure white long knife

After falling, the young man was like a maggot attached to his bones. He supported the ground with one hand, jumped to the top of his head with all his strength, and then suddenly chopped down.

"Just pay with your life for these people!"

In Ma Huailiu's eyes, the long, narrow-mouthed knife was filled with blue light. He subconsciously raised the ax above his head, but was cut off by the knife like a broken bamboo.

A slash along the neck.

Ma Huailiu glanced blankly at the ax broken into two pieces in his hand, but heard a sound like the gush of spring water in his ears.

"Sure enough, as long as the knife is fast enough, you can hear the splashing sound of the blood fountain. I didn't expect that it was my own when I heard it for the first time, but it sounds really nice."

The young man shook the long knife in his hand and did not look back. He just looked at the rebels coldly. Behind him, Ma Huailiu's body was cut in half, cut into two pieces, and fell heavily to the ground, lifeless.

In the distance, there was a sound of horse hoofbeats, and three hundred fish and dragon guards filed in. They fought their way into the city, the standard embroidered spring knife in their hands dripping with blood.

Xia Dongqiu looked back and saw the young man holding the knife and looking this way, motionless.

"Something feels familiar."

At the same time, whether it was his own misunderstanding or not, Xia Qiudong felt a sense of unreasonable disgust towards the dumbfounded young man in front of him. The young man also had no feeling towards Xia Qiudong, the commanding officer of the Fish Dragon Guard whom he met for the first time.

A hint of good feeling.

The two of them were like old enemies, and the sword in their hands was also responding to its master, trembling uncontrollably.

After taking a few steps, Wei Zigeng held the sword behind his back, turned his back to Xia Qiudong, and asked:

"Sir, have we met somewhere?"

The young man's cold tone made Xia Qiudong feel even more disgusted.

After a while, Xia Qiudong replied coldly:

"The Yulong Guard under my command has only been established for two years. It specializes in Jianghu affairs. It is reasonable to have an occasional encounter with the young hero."

"Oh, is that so? We'll see you later."

With these words behind him, the young man helped Xu Yue up, and the two of them walked towards the "Rich Villa" which was not rich at all.

A ray of sunlight gradually penetrated through the clouds and shone on Xia Qiudong's face. It was already evening.

Xia Qiudong raised his head and looked at the sky in confusion.
Chapter completed!