A Clash of Gods

The night was deep, and the cold wind was like a knife.

Qi Ning stepped forward carefully and lifted his foot to kick the man over, only to see that the man was wearing a greasy mask on his face, but his chest was bloody, and there was no breath.

Such a weird scene appeared in the academy, Qi Ning was very surprised, and thought of the strange expression when Zhuo Qingyang left today.

He looked closely, but he saw blood dripping from the ground not far away, and now he was looking forward along the blood, walking away some distance, and then the blood disappeared. There was another person lying still, motionless, and stepped closer, and found that the person was wearing a mask, too, and lost his breath.

The discovery of two corpses in a row surprised Qi Ning.

Suddenly heard a scream, Qi Ning shook his body, and then ran like a hound. He heard it very clearly, but the scream came from the bamboo forest behind the house.

When I entered the bamboo forest, it was even darker. I grasped the cold blade and drilled into the depths of the bamboo forest. I suddenly felt a trip under my feet. I almost fell over and looked down. Wearing a mask, but already dead, frowned, he heard a heavy breathing sound from his ear, turned his head and looked over, only to see that a person was sitting under a bamboo not far away, look at the silhouette of the figure It is Zhuo Qingyang.

"Mr. Zhuo!" Qi Ning whispered and hurried over. Zhuo Qingyang glanced up and saw Qi Ning. Some surprises and weak breath, said: "Yes ... it's you ... ! "Then there was a severe cough.

Qi Ning squatted down beside Zhuo Qingyang, only to see that Zhuo Qingyang was holding a sword in his hand and was short of breath. Only then did he discover that Zhuo Qingyang's clothes were messy, his chest was ragged, and the blood was flowing. Seriously injured.

Qi Ning knew that Zhuo Qingyang's ancient and modern is the first-class great Confucian today, but he did not expect that this great Confucian even knew swordsmanship and helped Zhuo Qingyang and asked anxiously, "Mr. Zhuo, what is going on here?"

Zhuo Qingyang coughed for a while, and there was blood at the corners of his mouth again, hehe smiled and said, "But it's just some spooky sprites. It's nothing, you ... you go, don't stay here for long, they ... they still Someone ...! "

"Who are they?" Qi Ning frowned: "Why should I kill my husband?" Thought, asked: "Sir, these corpses are all ...?"

"Good." Zhuo Qingyang sneered: "All I killed, this group of Xiao Xiao ... good at using poison, I ... I was poisoned, you ...! "Wow, another spit of blood.

Qi Ning thought of the blood pill that Tang Nuo had left for himself, and quickly took the blood pill from his arms and put it to Zhuo Qingyang ’s mouth: "Sir, this is a wound medicine, you take it first, I do n’t know if it works. ...! "

"I ... I was injured very seriously, it seems that I can't avoid it tonight." Zhuo Qingyang was weak and shook his head: "You keep it, don't waste it on me ..., small Houye, Qionglin Academy ... I will give it to you in the future ...! "

Qi Ning saw that Zhuo Qingyang's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and knew that things were not good. He said, "Sir, don't talk much, I will take you away from here first ..." At this moment, a soft sound came from the side, and a little cold light suddenly pierced from the dark place while turning, and pierced straight to Qi Ning.

"Be careful!" Zhuo Qingyang snarled and pushed Qi Ning away, pushing his arm out. Although Qi Ning escaped the sudden puncture, Zhuo Qingyang's arm was already pierced by the puncture.

Qi Ning ’s reaction was also extremely rapid, with a growl, the cold blade in his hand had been cut back on the long sword that had been punctured suddenly, and only heard the sound of “choking”, the long sword was cut off by the cold blade in Qi Ning ’s hand. .

The other party apparently didn't expect that the cold blade in Qi Ning's hands was so sharp. After a bit of shock, Qi Ning didn't hesitate at all. He threw it like a cheetah and saw a black figure standing there. The cold blade in his hand stabs toward the heart of the man. This time, no effort is required, and the speed is extremely fast.

Seeing that it was about to stab the man's heart, knowing that at this very moment, the cold light next to it rose sharply, and after the light in the corner of Qi Ning's eyes, he saw a narrow snake-like slender sword stab to his side, the person holding the sword seemed to Full body in black, face mask.

Qi Ning knew that if he did n’t keep his hand, he could certainly stabbed the person in front of him, but the long sword of the person on the side must also stabbed himself. In desperation, a person turned sideways and twisted to the side, avoiding the other side. This deadly sword, but also missed the opportunity to kill the person opposite.

He flashed aside, and his feet moved instantly, protecting Zhuo Qingyang in front of him.

Zhuo Qingyang did not care about his own safety, and pushed hard to push away Qi Ning, which moved Qi Ning heartily, thinking that since he was hit by himself, he would try his best to keep Zhuo Qingyang comprehensive.

However, at this time, Qi Ning also knew that the opponents were not ordinary generations. They produced swords very fast, and their cooperation was extremely tacit. Whether they could be opponents of these two people is still unknown, not to mention that he is within the academy at this moment. No one knows exactly what happened, and how many people are on the other side is also unclear. If there are a few more such good swordsmen, they are by no means rivals.

The two men stood in front of Qi Ning from left to right, all dressed in black and wearing masks. One of the swords was cut by himself, leaving only half of the broken sword.

"Who the **** are you?" Qi Ning said in a deep voice: "You don't want to live at the feet of the emperor?"

The two of them suddenly heard strange laughter, and one yin and yang strangely said: "Zhuo Qingyang, we are here this time and we do n’t want to kill people. You also know why we came. You hand over things now, and everything is still in time. We can spare your life, and the brothers killed by you should be your reward. "

Zhuo Qingyang coughed for a while, feeling weak and said: "You said ... you said for a long time, what do you want, old man ... old man is not clear."

"If you are really reluctant, we don't force it." The humane said: "We can not have the original, as long as we copy a copy to us, we can also take it back to the mission. We are ordered to act, you do not embarrass us, you Mr. Zhuo We are really unwilling to see you die under our sword. "

"I already knew that Mr. Zhuo is a great Confucian today," another person said ecstatically: "But we didn't expect Mr. Zhuo to be a master of swordsmanship. If we read right, the sword in Mr. Zhuo's hand would be The bone sword with the top ten famous swords! "

Qi Ning heard that his body was shocked, and he was even more surprised.

Of the ten famous swords, he naturally knows that in his hands, there is the Pilu sword donated by the Daguangming Temple, which ranks among the four famous swords. In addition, the white feather crane's obsidian sword and palace swordsman Xiang Tian's The fallen leaf sword and Qi Ning have all seen it with his own eyes, but he never imagined that the sword at Zhuo Qingyang's hand was actually one of the ten famous swords, and even the second bone pattern sword.

This great Confucianist really did not hide.

"You have some knowledge ...!" Zhuo Qingyang's injury is not weak, his voice is weak: "Your sword art ... Although the sword art is not weak, but ... hehe, otherwise I'm just afraid Walk under the old man ... can't go together ... "

"Mr. did not say anything wrong." The man holding the broken sword smiled yin: "With a bone sword in hand, Mr. Zhuo's swordsmanship will certainly not be weak. Fortunately, we have not underestimated Mr. from the beginning, early Prepare to know that Mr. Hu loves pen and ink, so he made a few hands and feet in ink and ink, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.

Qi Ning realized at this time that Zhuo Qingyang was seriously injured, not because the opponent was too severe, but as Zhuo Qingyang said, he was poisoned by his opponent, and this was when his opponent was injured.

Zhuo Qingyang has a bone pattern sword, and the swordsmanship is naturally not weak, and he will not be seriously injured in the face of these people.

"It turned out to be just a few wicked little ones." Qi Ning sneered.

"Little doll, you're right, we just don't see the ghosts and ghosts of the sun." The other party didn't care about Qi Ning's sarcasm, but laughed instead: "If you don't have these methods, we can't be smart." Yi Leng: "Zhuo Qingyang, don't talk nonsense. Where is the thing, call it out immediately, otherwise you will be harmed not only by you, but also the life of this little baby."

Zhuo Qingyang is speechless.

The two looked at each other, and they both raised their swords and pointed their swords forward. One said with a sneer: "If that's the case, it's no wonder that our men are ruthless. Since you live in this academy, of course things are here. Our brothers can find every inch of the academy and always find it. "

Qi Ning was very puzzled at this time. At this time, he already understood ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This group of people killed Qionglin Academy, but they wanted something from Zhuo Qingyang.

Zhuo Qingyang is a generation of great Confucians, here is the foot of the emperor, Shenhou Mansion is close at hand, this group of people dared to break into Qionglin Academy, did not care that Shenhou Mansion would pursue the matter, it can be seen that this thing Very important for people.

Qi Ning immediately thought of Jianpu.

Since Zhuo Qingyang has a bone pattern sword, the swordsmanship is naturally not weak. Is this group of people coming for Zhuo Qingyang's sword spectrum?

The light shines!

The other party didn't hesitate anymore, the two long swords turned to Qi Ning, one left and one right. The two's swordsmanship was not fancy, they were sharp and sharp.

"Dodge!" Zhuo Qingyang shouted, and Qi Ning felt that the cold wind was suddenly on his side. The dying Zhuo Qingyang was still struggling with a sword. He sat on the ground and could not get up, but this The sword pierced, but it was still very fast. The other person's long sword leaned upward and clicked on Zhuo Qingyang's sword body, making a "choke" sound, and Mars splashed.

Zhuo Qingyang's long sword was provoked, but the swordsmanship of this generation of Confucian scholars changed very quickly. After the long sword was provoked, he drew a half circle in the air and cut it down. At this time, the person holding the broken sword But he had already bullied him, and the short sword sword hit the Zhuo Qingyang sword. He heard Zhuo Qingyang whisper, and the long sword in his hand had come out.

The eyes under the two masks of the other person both showed a happy look. The person holding the long sword was obviously interested in the bone pattern sword, and did not rush to stab Zhuo Qingyang, but instead picked up the tip of the sword and took Zhuo Qingyang out of his hand. The bone pattern sword came over, and the tip of the sword would touch the bone pattern sword, but the figure in front of him flickered, and the bone pattern sword disappeared suddenly.

Surprised, the man instantly saw a sword flower piercing himself, but in horror, he found that the bone pattern sword was caught by Qi Ning in his hand. After Qi Ning took the sword, he did not hesitate, A sword stabbed here.