Nightwatcher

"boom!"

"click"

The moment everyone in the room disappeared, several figures rushed over, smashing through the windows and walls.

They were two men in black robes wearing golden masks, and three middle-aged Taoist priests with blue lotus, green lotus, and green lotus embroidered on their chests.

Wearing a golden mask, the secret agent of Tianzihao, code-named "Tianji", glanced at the room, and said in a deep voice: "It should be teleportation, but I didn't find his disguise just now."

They've been lying around, watching everyone who enters the inn. With their eyesight, they can see through camouflage like human skin masks without close inspection.

Another black-robed man wearing a golden mask spoke in a crisp voice: "Yang Qianhuan is here too?"

"Well," Tianji nodded: "Xu Qi'an and Si Tianjian's warlocks have always had a good friendship, it's not surprising."

The female spy snorted coldly: "He wants to divide us and break us down one by one?"

Daoist Qinglian of Dizong sneered, "Stupid."

The female spy codenamed "Tianshu" glanced at him and said, "The teleportation distance limit of a fourth-grade warlock is about 30 miles, which is not too far. The only thing that is uncertain is which direction he teleports people to."

Tianji murmured: "I can't wait any longer, and track them separately. Well, the warlock's teleportation can be interrupted, and it might be a surprise just now. With the strength of those two masters, it is impossible to do it a second time. Don't chase too far, if There has been no qi movement, which means that the direction is wrong, so turn the direction immediately."

At this time, outside the inn, many groups of people came, including the disciples of the Dizong in feather robes, the scattered people who secretly formed an alliance, the spies of King Huai, and the alarmed forces of the Martial Arts Alliance.

More than a hundred people gathered outside the inn, and the streets and alleys were full of people.

This was a premeditated ambush. After forming an alliance in Sanxianfang during the day, the white-robed son revealed his plan.

The spies and the Taoist priests of the Dizong thought they could give it a try, but in the end, they really waited for the other party.

Unexpectedly, there is a fourth-grade warlock hidden in Yueshi Villa.

Five fourth-ranks rushed out of the inn, Tianji looked around and said, "I'm in charge of the west, and the rest of the directions."

He suddenly fell silent, and turned his head to look ahead of the street. The sound of heavy footsteps came from there, and each step caused a slight earthquake effect.

In the eyes of everyone, a young girl came running wildly, holding a cannon high?

"Hey Hoo"

With the inertia of running, she threw the cannon forcefully.

The giant steel beast spun and "pounced" towards the crowd, faintly carrying the sound of wind.

The crowd subconsciously dispersed and ran away with their heads in their arms.

Tianji strode forward to meet him, pulled off his cloak in the process, flicked his wrist, and shook out a sea-like aura, pushing against the cannon again and again to counteract its impact force.

Tianji stretched out his hand, caught the cannon, and threw it on the side of the road, making a loud "boom".

"You guys go first, I'll take care of this girl from the Power Gu Department." Tianji snorted coldly.

"This girl is quite handsome, remember not to kill her, and leave it to the Taoist master for me to play with." Taoist Lan Lian said with a sinister smile.

Tianji frowned, a little disgusted by the ubiquitous malice of the Taoists of the Earth Sect, and said lightly: "I never show mercy to the enemy."

Taoist Lanlian sneered, and led his disciples towards the other side of the street.

"Amitabha!"

A burly monk blocked the way.

Almost at the same time, two sword lights came, Li Miaozhen and Chu Yuanzhen stepped on the flying swords and intercepted the remaining three fourth ranks.

"Sure enough, it was premeditated, but I underestimated you." Tianji said in a deep voice.

"Stop talking nonsense, you guys ran fast last time in Chuzhou." Li Miaozhen was grumpy.

The female spy Tianshu squinted her eyes, and said coldly: "Li Miaozhen, I am going to ask you to settle this account."

She immediately smiled and said, "You think we only have this arrangement?"

Chu Yuanzhen smiled slightly: "I will return the same words to you."

There are masters everywhere in the town, especially the inn, which has long been occupied by people from the rivers and lakes these days.

The moment the battle started, the people from the rivers and lakes in the inn fled one after another, while the people from the rivers and lakes who lived far away, as well as other sects of the Wulin League, came one after another.

"What happened?" Miss Rongrong pushed open the door of the room and found that the elders had already gathered in the yard.

The landlord stood on the ridge of the roof, looking in the direction of the inn.

"There is a fight at the inn. According to the fluctuation of the air machine, it is speculated that it is a fourth-grade one."

Xiao Yuenu came back to her senses, looked down at the gatekeepers in the yard, and said in a deep voice: "Evacuate the townspeople immediately, and those who are unwilling to cooperate will resort to violence."

"yes!"

Wanhualou disciples and elders said in unison.

"Lord, who are the people who have conflicts?" Rongrong asked crisply.

Then, she saw Xiao Yuenu's eyes became complicated, and she said slowly: "Xu Qi'an is here."

"What?!"

Everyone exclaimed.

This is really his style. Rong Rong turned her head and looked in the direction of the inn.

Outside the town, three figures stepped on flying swords and darted at low altitude.

They wore Taoist robes of the same color, with red lotus embroidered on one chest, orange lotus on the other, and yellow lotus on the other.

Among them, the two Taoist priests, Red Lotus and Orange Lotus, have gray hair and are not young. Huang Lian is the image of a middle-aged person, obviously younger than the previous two.

"In the south, there are Qi machine fluctuations in the south"

Huang Lian sensed it for a moment, then she drove the flying sword and charged ahead.

Except for the mysterious strong man who appeared when the Taoist leader was always on guard against Chuzhou, all the lotus Taoist priests of Dizong are in the town.

Li Miaozhen and others stopped several fourth graders in the inn, but they couldn't stop them.

The three red, orange, and yellow priests were originally "holding up the formation" to guard against other accidents, and now it's the right time for them to make a move.

Although the lotus priests have fallen into the evil way and often have difficulty controlling their evil thoughts, their brains have not broken down along with it.

"Hey, he is such an extremely simple-minded man. If you kill him alone, you will really rush forward and throw yourself into the net." Taoist Cheng Lian sneered, and a look of disdain appeared on his maliciously flamboyant face:

"A martial artist is a martial artist, and the vulgarity makes people feel pity."

"Jinlian invited a martial artist to help out, which is his biggest failure. Among the major systems, only the magic way of my Daoist sect is eternal." Chilian said calmly.

As long as these young masters can be killed, even if they are only severely injured, the golden lotus will not be able to defend the lotus seeds tomorrow.

If Jinlian jumps over the wall in a hurry and destroys Lianzi, it will be heartbreaking, but the biggest loss is still Jinlian herself.

Soon, the three priests saw the two sides fighting.

It was a middle-aged swordsman with a beautiful beard, a man wearing black iron gloves and showing a strong chest.

Sensing the arrival of the three Lotus Taoist priests, the two stopped their hands tacitly, showing friendly smiles: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The faces of the three priests in red, orange and yellow froze.

Thirty miles away from the town, on a gentle hillside, five figures appeared at the same time.

Qiu Qian looked around in a little panic. After seeing the surrounding scene clearly, he heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile:

"To be honest, I thought you would teleport us to Yueshi Villa. In that case, I would be in real danger, my lord. I was caught off guard just now, but now, don't even think about teleporting us. I should say you are smart, Or stupid?"

He suddenly laughed, leaning forward and backward, with an arrogant posture: "I think you are very smart, because you know how to flatter me and send yourself to the door to seek death."

Xu Qi'an slowly drew out the black gold long knife, "Senior Brother Yang and I are enough to kill you bastard."

Li Miaozhen and others are all in the small town, so there is no point in sending them to the villa. First of all, the nine-color lotus cannot withstand the powerful fluctuations in energy. Although the lotus is a treasure, its magic is not in defense.

Secondly, the two subordinates of Young Master Baipao are extremely powerful. Once they fight in the villa, they will definitely implicate the disciples of the Tiandihui. Although they will inevitably go into battle tomorrow.

In the end, Yang Qianhuan arranged several defensive formations, just like defending a city. If the enemy wants to climb the city wall, he has to pay the price of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

There is no reason to send the enemy to the top of the city for nothing.

Yang Qianhuan let out a "heh", shook his head and said, "I don't know how to make a move, the humble ants are not worth my shot."

Qiu Qian raised his eyebrows, and his anger surged uncontrollably. He deeply disliked the tone of voice and haughty attitude of this white-clothed warlock.

"If you deliberately made me angry, then you succeeded." Qiu Qian sneered.

"You deserve it too?" Yang Qianhuan said indifferently.

"Don't dare to show people your true colors, because you are afraid of being retaliated by me?" Qiu Qian stared at the back of the opponent's head.

To this, Yang Qianhuan simply let out a "huh".

"" Qiu Qian's face twitched, and he said in a deep voice, "Left and right envoys, kill this guy for me."

The taciturn right envoy suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he punched out behind Yang Qianhuan.

His fist penetrated Yang Qianhuan's body, but what he hit was only an afterimage.

The warlock in white appeared in the distance, still pretending to be indifferent, and said:

"Vulgar warriors, dealing with you is like playing with a stupid mouse, no, the mouse bites when it is anxious, you are a reptile."

"Kill him!" Qiu Qian snapped.

Senior Brother Yang is very good at spreading hatred. Even Xu Qi'an felt a little uncomfortable hearing this.

I didn't see him bend his knees to accumulate energy just now, and he appeared behind Senior Brother Yang like a flash. This is the magic of the fifth-grade energy, and he perfectly controls the power of the physical body. I didn't understand why Yang Yan and the others flickered when they made a move. Now, now I finally understand.

Yang Qianhuan unhurriedly took out an iron box from his bosom, opened it, a cannon and a bed crossbow appeared beside him, guarding him in the center.

At the same time, a handful of firecrackers emerged and scattered in the void around him.

Cannons, bed crossbows, and firecrackers are all engraved with patterns, and their power is more than ten times that of ordinary firearms of the same kind.

Patterns appeared under Yang Qianhuan's feet, including these heavy weapons. They seemed to be transformed into one with Yang Qianhuan, teleporting along with him, flickering.

"Vulgar warrior, let you know how great and terrifying a warlock is." Yang Qianhuan snapped his fingers.

The bed crossbow, cannon muzzle, and gun muzzle were aimed at the right envoy wearing a hat and cloak at the same time.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Papa papa!"

Fire salvo.

The right envoy with a body of copper skin and iron bones did not dare to resist such a dense and terrifying firepower coverage. With the powerful explosive power of the martial artist, he ran around Yang Qianhuan, wanting to go around and make a surprise attack.

But Yang Qianhuan, who controls the teleportation ability, is faster than him. He can always change the direction and adjust the muzzle in advance, forcing the right commander to stop the idea of ​​assault and continue to circle around.

The crossbow bolts pierced the ground, and the artillery tore through the ground, splashing clods and gravel, creating dazzling flames and loud bangs.

Yang Qianhuan's iron box is like a bottomless treasure bag, continuously replenishing ammunition and crossbow arrows.

Suddenly, the helpless right envoy, who was forced by the firepower output just now, disappeared strangely at this moment, and a burly and tall man appeared behind Yang Qianhuan, less than three feet away from him.

For a martial artist at the peak of the fourth rank, this distance can seriously injure or even kill masters of other systems of the same rank.

easy.

But the right envoy still only attacked afterimages.

It was so dangerous that the boat almost capsized in the gutter. Yang Qianhuan appeared tens of feet away, with a layer of cold sweat on his back, but his surface was very calm:

"You used teleportation tools to deal with me, and warlock methods to deal with me. Should you say you are smart or stupid? I think you are very smart, because your success made me experience the joy of IQ crushing."

As a warlock, Senior Brother Yang has very strong professional ability. I was sweating for him just now. It turned out that I was just worrying about it.

He was infected by Yang Qianhuan's steady voice like an old dog.

No longer paying attention to Yang Qianhuan's battle, he walked slowly towards Qiu Qian and the right envoy with a knife in his hand, "It's our time."

Qiu Qian raised the corner of his mouth and greeted him, saying: "Zuo Shi, you hold the line for me, and I'll deal with this little bastard."

The left envoy frowned, and habitually advised: "Young master, you are a rich man, how could you risk yourself. I will join hands with you to kill him. This is the safest way.

"There is no need to be emotional in a life-and-death struggle."

Xu Qi'an nodded: "Two go at the same time, otherwise I can hit ten with just one ant like you."

His tone was calm and his face was calm, as if he was telling a trivial fact.

Qiu Qian grinned grimly and said, "I practiced martial arts hard since I was a child, and I never stopped day and night. I thought I would not lose to any of my peers. Everyone in Dafeng praises you, Xu Qi'an, for your extraordinary talent, and you are a genius that is not inferior to King Zhenbei.

"But I know that you are only relying on it to add you to get adventures, so that you have your current status. In fact, you are nothing."

He walked up to Xu Qi'an slowly, stretched out his right palm, and the left envoy hurriedly opened the pitch-black wooden box, a small sword flew out of the box, rapidly inflated, and turned into a long sword like autumn water.

This sword is as clear as autumn water, seems to be able to absorb the moonlight from the sky, and the blade and spine are covered with a shallow, water-like brilliance.

As expected, he knew that he had good luck, and he was jealous of Xu Qi'an, and his heart became hot, and he couldn't wait to kill someone to summon his soul.

The figures of the two disappeared at the same time, the difference is that where Xu Qi'an was originally standing, there were two deep footprints sunken with a bang, but Qiu Qian did not.

"Ding!"

The next moment, dazzling sparks appeared in the midair, and then the figures of the two appeared, their swords clashing against each other.

"Your saber is a magic weapon refined by the supervisor, but my Moon Shadow is not bad."

Qiu Qian exerted his strength suddenly and pushed Xu Qi'an out. The sword light followed closely, and more than a dozen sword lights exploded almost at the same time, slashing Xu Qi'an's chest, limbs, and throat.

Bring up a series of dazzling sparks.

"Fifth Grade?"

Xu Qi'an, who displayed the Vajra Divine Art, frowned, feeling the faint stinging pain from the place where he was slashed by the sword light.

Believe that the opponent's sword is a magical weapon that is not inferior to the black gold long sword.

"I said before, without luck, you are just a bastard. Today I will crush you, cut off your limbs, and cut you into a stick. Not only that, but I will also take everything from you .”

When he said the last sentence, Qiu Qian's afterimage dissipated, and his real body appeared beside Xu Qi'an, making the most perfect slash.

The martial artist's instinct for crisis gave Xu Qi'an an early warning, allowing him to capture the relevant scene in advance, and immediately waved the black gold long knife to block.

"Ding!"

Another glaring spark erupted, Qiu Qian's expression suddenly became stiff, and his pupils became dizzy for a short time.

Heart Sword!

The previous attack was just a test. This person is not a fourth rank, and he didn't find out the "intention". Then his heart sword can effectively shock the opponent's soul.

Xu Qi'an succeeded with one blow, followed by a deafening lion's roar, shaking the opponent's primordial spirit again.

At the same time, with enough energy, he slashed at the opponent's head.

He didn't have time to perform the Heaven and Earth Slash, he wanted to kill this arrogant guy before the strong man holding the formation could react.