Meng 49 sword

Sudden changes caused the people to panic, and panic meant more casualties.

The imperial guards hurriedly shouted loudly to stabilize the crowd, while the monks immediately drew out their long swords in an attempt to find the murderer.But these murderers are very cunning, they kill very quickly, and they hide immediately after they succeed.When the monks looked up, they could only see the dense crowd, with panic, frightened and angry faces everywhere.

Panic spreads rapidly, and the murderer is hiding among the people. As long as he continues to hide, danger will always exist.

It's easy to hide a sharp spear, but it's hard to defend against a hidden arrow. Seeing that the situation is not good, a monk of the sword pavilion immediately issued a sword light to call for the little uncle.But what he didn't know was that the little uncle was not in the city at the moment, and Chen Boyan, who was in charge of the formation, was assassinated at the same time.

The cold killing intent exploded within a square inch, with one breath, a leaf fell, and the tip of the silver sword reached the back of Chen Boyan's heart.

At the very moment, the barrier suddenly popped out, blocking the tip of the sword.The visitors were stunned, but they were not surprised. If Chen Boyan was so easy to kill, they would not have come to where they are today.

"Die!" He shouted loudly, the veins on his arms popped out, and he mobilized his whole body energy to focus on the tip of the sword, vowing to break through this small barrier.His attack was swift and fierce, and his Yuan force was as violent as a tiger. Chen Boyan naturally responded with all his strength, but he still maintained a posture of meditation. Without a sword in his hand, he could only defend passively.

But at this moment, another sword light struck from the top of his head.

No, it's not one, it's Feijianyu!

"Let me out!" On the other side, Qu Ping gripped his sword tightly, staring at the white mask in front of him, and said angrily, "How do you know it's not a trap? What kind of person is Chen Boyan? Did you kill him!"

"But this is the only chance! It takes time to rush from the city wall to Xilin Academy, and the people in Yulin Terrace are also delayed. If you miss this time, I am afraid there will be no better opportunity. Wait until now After the war is over, do you think Meng Qiqi and Chen Boyan will let us go? We all have to die!"

"Then let me go, if you want revenge, if you want to fight for your life, why don't you let me go?!" Qu Ping was unwilling, he didn't want to be protected here, and watched his companion die.

"Qu Ping, you should know why." The man also stared at him closely, his deep eyes that seemed to see through people made Qu Ping feel ashamed.

He continued: "All of us are forcibly transformed by secret methods. Sooner or later, we will collapse and die, so it's okay for us to go. But you are different. In Shenjing City, you are the only naturalized person left now. It’s just that you still have hope, you want to live on our behalf!”

"But I..."

"No but! That's all you can do!"

Qu Ping was stunned, his eyes blushed again spinelessly.

The white mask looked at him, sighed inwardly, put his hands solemnly on his shoulders, and said: "I know, death is a kind of relief. It must be painful to leave you alone, but you will have new companions, No matter ten years, 20 years, or even a hundred years, as long as we wait, there will definitely be new companions.”

Qu Ping gritted his teeth, he really wanted to tell the other party: A hundred years is too long, even ten years is too long.But looking at their earnest gazes and the determination in their eyes, he couldn't say anything.

"Promise me, you will find our new king and assist him well."

"……it is good."

Qu Ping nodded with difficulty, and for a moment, it seemed that an endless weight was on his shoulders, making his back creak.And if Meng Qiqi and Chen Boyan were here, they would probably be surprised - White Mask didn't even know the exact whereabouts of the new Beastmaster.

"How can I find him?" Qu Ping took a deep breath and asked.

"It is true that the Heavenly Tribulation started because of the new king, but his specific position is actually uncertain. I am afraid that even Yao Guang did not know this. You were not born when the Heavenly Tribulation came to the world last time, so I don't know. The catastrophe should be in Jiancheng, and the king was just outside Jiancheng at that time. God is cruel and innocent, dissatisfied with us, and never shows mercy to human beings. For the sky, the catastrophe is just a warning to all creatures in the world. .”

The man explained, and finally warned: "But since this catastrophe should be in Shenjing, it proves that the new king should be within a hundred miles of Shenjing. As long as you get close to him, you will definitely feel something."

The newborn king is weak, just like Ji Yuetang back then, and still needs to grow up.For the monster side, finding him is only the first step.

As for the future... that is already the future.

The white mask patted Qu Ping's shoulder solemnly again, one after another, like some kind of handover ceremony.No one spoke anymore, and no one took off their masks. They went out separately, and then, maybe never came back.

Qu Ping wanted to follow them several times, but in the end he couldn't cross the threshold, so he could only squat on the ground weakly, not letting himself cry out.

After Aqiu's death, he often had nightmares, wondering why the one left was himself?

But Qu Ping also understood that tears can't solve anything, he needs to cheer up.

By the way, there is also Shen Xingzhou, he will not be alone.Qu Ping wiped away his tears and stood up, with a gleam of hope in his eyes again. Although he is still unable to break through the siege and go outside the city, he sincerely looks forward to the arrival of his companions.

In Xilin Academy, it was another scene.

White Mask put all his eggs in one basket, with endless killing moves.But whether it was a desperate attack or a sudden attack, they tried everything, but they still couldn't hurt Chen Boyan in the slightest.

"Bang——" the red pillar was cut in half by the sword light, the house collapsed, and the dust and snowflakes were kicked up and danced together.

The white masks retreated in unison, but their eyes were fixed on the field for a moment.The dust dissipated, and Chen Boyan's figure reappeared, but except for the corners of his clothes being smashed by the blade and a few folds on his neckline, there was no scar on his whole body.

wrong.

A flower of blood suddenly oozed from Chen Boyan's chest, but Bai Mask was very puzzled - they obviously didn't stab each other, where did the other party get the injury?

Yes, it's an old wound!

Chen Boyan's injury didn't heal at all, the wound opened again, and judging by the amount of blood, the wound was not small.

"Kill!" A glimmer of hope rose in the white mask's heart again, and he attacked Chen Boyan with all his strength.Hurry up, hurry up, or the support from the city wall will be here soon!

Chen Boyan dodged again, seemingly indifferent to the wound on his chest.

The only thing that made White Mask fearful was that after the nameless sword was drawn out of its sheath, Chen Boyan never drew it again.But he has his own natal sword, what is he waiting for?

Waiting... Qu Ping?

No, he must not be allowed to succeed.The white masks turned their hearts to one side, bit the tip of their tongues and forcibly entered a berserk state.This state is on the verge of exploding, but it can bring them the greatest strength.

Chen Boyan's pressure increased sharply, but he still didn't draw his sword.

The white mask is always in fear, but in a place they can't see, the nameless sword is like a stream of light passing over Yulin Terrace, the imperial palace, and the city defense department, like a ruthless predator, reaping the lives of the white mask hidden among the people along the way .

The white mask hid it well, and the timing of creating a commotion was precise, but once the breath was exposed, it gave Chen Boyan a chance to catch them.

Chen Boyan divides his mind into three functions. While driving the Wuming Sword to protect the people, while manipulating the enchantment to cooperate in the battle, he also has to deal with the endless assassinations. In addition, the old wounds have not healed.

But his face was still as calm as ever. The reason why he couldn't kill the killer without drawing his sword was because he was still waiting for Qu Ping to appear.

But Qu Ping, who seemed to be the easiest to attack, was exceptionally calm this time.

Chen Boyan frowned, caught a glimpse of the blood oozing from his chest, and secretly thought that Axiu would definitely train him again when he came back.He immediately speeded up, although he didn't have a sword in his hand, he could hurt people by picking leaves.

The Great Formation is the most ferocious weapon in the world, the power from the Great Formation spreads in the air, even if Chen Boyan takes [-]/[-]th of it and attaches it to the leaves or gravel, it will be sharper than a sword.

"Pfft." The blade cut through the throat, and blood spurted out wildly.

Chen Boyan floated away and then backed away, not dripping blood on his body.

He raised his head and looked around, with inquiry in his eyes——Qu Ping, can you really hold back?

Thinking of this, Chen Boyan suddenly thought of Meng Qiqi, and suddenly wondered what method he would choose if it were him.It was impossible to give up, he took every step to force Qu Ping out.

Other white masks will die sooner or later, only those special cases like Qu Ping who show their true colors need to be guarded against.

Qu Ping...

Can a person's personality really change in a short period of time?As Chen Boyan was thinking, a flash of light flashed across his eyes, and then he took another step forward, stitches condensed in the air, and whizzed towards the remaining white masks.

White Mask was shocked, he didn't expect Chen Boyan to have mastered such a method, so he quickly dodged.

But when Chen Boyan entered again, the green leaves swirled leisurely in the wind blade, the extreme relief looked creepy.

It's dead anyway, fight it!

The white masks exchanged glances with each other and rushed towards Chen Boyan tacitly.

Chen Boyan opened his five fingers slightly, staggered his steps and turned around, the wind whirled Ye Wu, "Puff puff puff" strangled all the white masks.The white mask opened its eyes angrily, and the movement of swinging the sword was still maintained in the hand, but the vitality was gone.

When they fell down, they still had disbelief on their faces, and they did not want to die.

But Chen Boyan's eyes were still indifferent.

He shook his hand, as if he had done an extremely trivial thing.Then he closed his eyes, and the Wuming Sword in the distance buzzed, and suddenly he raised his head and swept out of Yulin Terrace, rushing towards the nearby houses at top speed.

As the heart of the former formation, the Wuming Sword has a natural familiarity with Shenjing. Under the control of Chen Boyan's divine sense, it sweeps through every street and alley domineeringly as if destroying the dead.

Except for several places such as Yulin Terrace, Shenjing is like an empty city.

The Wuming Sword became more and more unscrupulous. The fierce sword light seemed to be able to illuminate all darkness, and the coercion emanating from the sword also crushed all living beings. As long as Qu Ping was still in this city, he would definitely feel it.

So, can he resist staying in the hiding place and resist such a search?

Companions died one by one, and he was left alone.

Loneliness can destroy the heart.