Without a sound, Ziyue appeared by the window. He reached out his hand to touch the hole in the bamboo tube and spat it out with force.
Bang!
The young man, who had the other end of the tube in his mouth and was about to spit out the smoke, immediately widened his eyes and blood flowed out of his mouth.
His mouth exploded.
Just as he was about to let out a scream, a thick bewitching mist was emitted from his throat. He immediately felt dizzy and his vision turned dark. His mouth was wide open and he immediately closed it. It was as if even his scream was strangled by the bewitching mist.
Then, a hand reached out from the hole in the paper window and grasped his neck with a little force.
Crack!
The sound of a neck breaking was heard.
The young man died painlessly.
"You're courting death!"
Like a thunderclap, Zhang Zhen's voice was heard from a room not far away.
Then, there was the sound of a knife cutting into flesh.
There seemed to be a series of noises coming from other rooms as well …
"It seems that I can't rest today."
Ziyue sighed and rushed out of the room in a flash.
The black puppy howled and also rushed out.
Almost in the next moment, Bai Ziyue saw two black-clothed ancient martial art practitioners dashing towards a room at the end of the corridor. That room was the residence of the purple-clothed lady. Bai Ziyue's heart skipped a beat as he quickly chased after them.
Boom!
The door was blasted open. The two black-clothed assassins broke the door in an instant.
However, at the same time, Ziyue had already caught up with them like a ghost. He did not hesitate at all. The saber light was like a black waterfall.
Puff!
Puff!
The two black-clothed assassins fell down before they could see the scene in the room clearly.
"Miss Qing …"
Ziyue's eyes flashed. The beautiful and pure woman, who looked young but already had a peerless elegance, appeared in front of him.
"Get out!"
The purple-clothed woman blushed and immediately covered her face with a piece of brocade cloth.
Ziyue was a little melancholy, but soon he recovered and said directly, "Immortal Master Qing, it seems that it's not safe here. We …"
Boom!
The roof suddenly collapsed, and countless rubble fell down. A person with cold eyes and a sword in his hand turned into rays of sword light that flashed in the room.
Peng!
Beneath the ground, the wooden planks exploded, turning into countless wood shavings. A figure wielding a spear, the tip of the spear shining with a silver light, like a fierce general on the battlefield, directly piercing over.
The sudden attack of the two third-rate experts was peerlessly fast. Their coordination was so good that it was as if they had formed a killing blow. Any third-rate expert would find it difficult to defend against the two attacks from above and below, and would die on the spot.
However, the person they attacked was not a third-rate master, but a genuine second-rate master.
Moreover, he was at the peak of a second-rate expert. His true combat strength was not the slightest bit inferior to a first-rate expert, Ziyue.
Tyrant Saber Art!
The long saber slashed out in an overbearing manner, crushing everything in its path.
Boom!
The expressions of the two third-rate experts, who had a tacit understanding with each other, changed drastically at this moment. They felt as if their attacks had collided with a majestic mountain, unable to shake the other party in the slightest.
On the other hand, his arm was twisted by this huge force, and his weapon was sent flying backward, crashing into his chest.
Puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
"Second-rate expert?"
The expressions of the two changed drastically. Without thinking, they turned around and fled.
"Die!"
Ziyue narrowed his eyes, but the saber light had already rolled up once again.
A terrifying momentum pressed down, causing the void to tremble. It seemed to have perfectly combined with Ziyue's long saber.
The two had just taken a step forward, but the long saber had already slowly slashed out.
Vibrating Saber Skill!
Moreover, it was a Vibrating Saber Skill that had merged with saber force.
The night was suddenly lit up.
Blood appeared, and two heads soared into the sky.
Endless amounts of blood gushed out.
"Master Bai, Miss Qing, are you alright?"
When the two corpses fell down, Zhang Zhen and his group of subordinates rushed over. Seeing this, they hurriedly heaved a sigh of relief and asked.
"We're fine!"
Miss Qing said coldly.
Ziyue did not say anything. Instead, he twirled the long saber in his hand and directly put it back into the sheath.
"That's good.
However, there's something wrong. Some of our brothers found that there are people outside the restaurant. I suspect that there are local gangs and even people from the government involved. They're surrounding us … "
Zhang Zhen's voice suddenly became low. He looked at Ziyue nervously and said, "Master Bai, what should we do next?"
"What should we do?
Of course, we'll rush out. "
A cold light flashed in Ziyue's eyes. He took the lead and saw a group of people rushing towards him.
He quickly rushed over to kill them.
The others followed closely behind. Even the black puppy was incomparably brave and fierce. It swept its paws across quickly and fiercely.
Soon, the ground was covered with corpses. Ziyue and the others came to the backyard and quickly took out horses and carriages.
"Want to escape?
You can't escape. "
A sinister sneer was heard, and then a skinny old man rushed out quickly.
On the other side, an old woman with silver-white hair and an extremely skinny face had cold eyes. She quickly flipped her hand and a cold light flashed out.
"Not good. It's the Poison Sect's Twin Demons, Wu Yan and his wife."
Zhang Zhen's face changed drastically.
The two of them were not very strong. They were only on par with him and were third-rate experts.
However, they were from the Poison Sect and were very skilled in using hidden weapons. Moreover, they would often smear poisonous substances on their hidden weapons. If they were not careful, even a second-rate expert would have a headache and would not dare to provoke them.
Zhang Zhen felt a chill in his heart, especially when he saw the countless silver needles flickering with a cold light shooting toward him.
"Is that so?"
Bai Ziyue dashed out in an instant. His long saber turned into a huge black light screen. With a series of 'ding ding ding ding' sounds, countless silver needles glittering with cold light appeared on the ground in the blink of an eye.
The tips of these silver needles were black and purple. It was obvious that they were stained with extremely terrifying poison.
If an ordinary martial artist was pierced, they would die instantly.
However, these silver needles did not have any effect. They were all blocked by Ziyue.
"Second-rate expert?"
The old man's face changed and his body froze. Then, a cold glint flashed in his eyes as he roared, "So what if you're a second-rate expert?
There are at least eight, if not ten, second-rate experts who have died at the hands of us.
Today, there will be one more. "
He quickly reached for his waist and a row of small flying daggers appeared in his hand.
His inner strength surged out.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
One after another, flying daggers shot out like silver ribbons.
At the same time, a pitch-black device appeared in the old woman's hand.
"Die!"
The old woman roared and suddenly opened the black device.
In an instant, the countless silver needles emitted the glow of black venom and swept out.
Pearflower Storm Needles!
At this moment, everyone was horrified.
Even a first-rate expert would have to be careful when facing such a dense burst of poisonous needles, let alone a second-rate expert.
No wonder Wu Yan and his wife could repeatedly kill second-rate experts with the strength of a third-rate expert … This hidden weapon was definitely a great killing weapon.
"Is this what you're capable of?"
Ziyue's tone was calm, and there was a hint of disappointment on his face.
Layer after layer of golden bells formed in the blink of an eye and rushed out of his body.
There were six layers of golden bells, and they were like thick city walls that enveloped him completely.
Then, instead of retreating, he rushed out from where he was.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
Countless silver needles and flying daggers shot out like a dense rain of arrows.
Ziyue held the long saber in his hand and turned it into a huge black light screen. It blocked almost all the silver needles. Occasionally, there were some that slipped through. Even if they hit his golden bell shield, they could not shake it at all.
"Die!"
Ziyue slashed out, and the void turned white.
The old woman's eyes widened. Her eyes suddenly lost focus for a moment. It was as if her entire mind was being pulled into the long black saber.
Then, a cold light flashed through the long saber.
"Ah …"
She screamed. She only had time to block the attack with the black device in front of her. Then, she was cut into two by the saber.
There was a huge gap between a third-rate expert and a second-rate expert. It was almost impossible to cross it.
Not to mention that Bai Ziyue was not an ordinary second-rate expert.
The moment the hidden weapon in her hand failed to hurt Ziyue, her fate was sealed.
Moreover, she was only five meters away from Ziyue.
"Protective technique, Golden Bell Shield?!"
The old man gritted his teeth. His heart was filled with fear and disbelief.
"You killed my wife! I'll kill you!"
Then, the old man roared. Qi exploded from his body. It was as if he had endless potential.
His originally thin and weak figure suddenly became powerful and majestic at this moment.
It was as if he had turned from a dying old man into a strong young man in an instant.
He reached into his bosom and a flying dagger instantly shot out.
Then, without even looking at the result, he retreated without any regard for his own safety.
He ran away!
He actually ran away at this moment.
Whether it was a pretense or a provocation, it was all a cover-up.
The old man's real goal was never revenge. Based on his experience, he naturally knew that Ziyue was powerful. He was not someone he could defeat.
Even if he tried his best, he would not be able to defeat him.
Even an ant craved for life. He, Wu Yan, cherished his life even more.
Therefore, he ran away.
He used a secret technique that stimulated his potential to more than double his speed.
"Interesting!"
Ziyue narrowed his eyes, and a strange smile appeared on his face. He did not chase after the old man. Instead, he picked up the longbow on his back, took out a flame arrow, and nocked it on the bowstring.
Then, he pulled the bowstring to form a full moon.
Boom!
The flame arrow shot out!