The stone paths in the courtyard are as clean as water, with traces of moisture still there, and there is still a faint light under the shadow of the lamp.

In Xuande Alley.

At this moment, the hawking sounds were coming and going, and it was very lively, just like a vegetable market in the early morning, noisy and non-stop.

After a hail of arrows, there were holes for light on the door leaf, beams of light shone in, and the arrows were still nailed into the house.

Su Qing pulled out one and looked at it. The arrows were cold and hard. This was not an ordinary object. Bows and crossbows have been weapons in the military since ancient times. Powerful crossbows can break through armor and stone. How can they be possessed by ordinary people, let alone

Those black stone secret hands only use concealed weapons.

It seems that today is a bad day.

Although he had guessed a lot, he didn't expect that the other party would come so quickly. It was probably because the person in real power was afraid that his scandal would be exposed, so he had the idea of ​​​​killing people to silence him.

He looked at the silver bell clutching the corner of his clothes beside him.

"Later, let's fight our way out of the city!"

"Are you afraid?"

The little girl smiled and shook her head, the bell rang, and she said crisply:

"Don't be afraid!"

"So good!"

Su Qing smiled.

"Which one is strong or weak has to be fought before we can decide!"

He murmured to himself, got up and walked to the bedside, only to lift the mattress. Underneath, there was a row of three-foot-long knives from Cheng Liang, with six handles, wrapped in knife pouches, which were sewn with leather.

, tied by a rope net, and connected in parallel as one, as if it had been prepared for a long time. On the side, there is a sword that is full of black cold.

Su Qing slowly tied the knife pouch tightly to his body and hung it on his waist. The six long knives were slung on his back. The murderous intent was revealed in his eyes, and there was no gentleness anymore as he raised the saber.

"Rama's martial arts were so impressive in the past that even after death, his body has not rotted, his skin is tough and his bones are strong. If you carry it on your back, you can withstand arrows and hidden weapons!"

Yinling heard the words and obeyed one by one, and pulled out a small and exquisite scimitar in her hand. There was still a smile on her small face, but her dark eyes were narrowed into a slit like Su Qing, like two crescents.

, carrying the body of Rama tightly on his back.

"If they don't come in, then let's go out!" Su Qing rubbed the little girl's head and said with a smile, "Today we will learn what the opera said, live and die together, advance and retreat together!"

The little girl smiled even happier and nodded her head with a heavy "hmm" sound.

"good!"

Su Qing took a deep breath.

Holding his breath, he carried the knife on his back, held the sword in hand, and held the silver bell in one hand, and walked towards the wooden door.

Separated by a door, it is like two worlds. Outside the door, it just looks like a bustling city. Most of the neighbors are probably confused, so there is no movement at all.

Open the door a crack.

I saw that there was indeed a market in Kuan Alley, selling vegetables, meat, candied haws, snacks, and vegetables. They looked ordinary, nothing unusual, but in the middle of the night,

The time was wrong, the barking of dogs and the crowing of roosters were all gone, and the group of people looked like ghosts. There were lights hanging every few steps on both sides, which only made people feel cold behind their backs, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

He suddenly picked up the silver bell and ran back, rushing to the foot of the wall. He pushed with his feet and lifted up his body. He was already more than ten feet high like a mandrill. When he touched the wall with his toes, he was already pulling onions from dry land.

Climb to the roof.

But as soon as they went up, two cold lights lit up among the rubble.

That's the light of the sword.

The light is as cold as snow, reflecting in one's eyes. It cuts horizontally and vertically, opening and closing widely. It does not look like the tricks of Jianghu people, but more like something that is honed in life and death by warriors in the army.

As soon as the sword light was released in his hand, a cold light suddenly appeared, and a frightening crescent arc flashed from the waist and abdomen of the two men. However, the sword force they slashed suddenly slowed down, as if they were lifted up by the remaining force, but there was no trace left.

He took less than half a step and cut everyone with a sword to their waists.

The knife cut the man to death, and he died on the spot.

In the flash of lightning, Su Qing was already running wildly on the roof, rising like a rabbit and flying like a falcon, sometimes like a tiger pouncing on a snake, sometimes like an old ape leaping, running more than two feet in one step, looking like a rabbit running away, and then going away like a rabbit.

It was thundering, but it landed silently, walking on tiptoes.

As fast as an arrow leaving the string.

But as soon as he moved, his ears heard a series of "swish, swish, swish", a numbing sound of arrows piercing the air, and the sound of the crossbow's vibrating string. There were dark lights in all directions. It was really tit for tat.

Ah, not long ago he killed the Chakravartin King with this method of attacking from a distance and at a close distance. He didn't expect it to be his turn so soon.

Su Qing's body suddenly collapsed, he stopped rushing forward, hugged the silver bell, hooked his right foot, just like an ape climbing a branch and stepping on a tree, blocking a swing at the eaves corner, and turned around, not only

After dodging those arrows, he used his strength to leap up and landed seven or eight feet away. The knife's hilt stood up and penetrated the ground. With a roar, it landed right in Xuande Alley.

The moment he landed, the vendors in the alleys rushed over, weapons in hand, all shining brightly.

"Follow me!"

Su Qing had let go of the silver bell with her left hand, and held the exaggerated and terrifying long knife with a wide mouth in both hands. The knife was almost as tall as a person, and it was one foot longer than the original simple knife. It was bladed on one side and had a sharp edge.

Cutting at an angle is good at chopping.

Hearing the sound of the silver bell behind him, Su Qing tightened his fingers on the hilt of the knife, looked at the people who were charging up, and suddenly laughed strangely. "Haha, you are not lucky enough to meet me!"

Before the laughter fell, he already strode forward to meet him.

Turning his hand and turning his wrist, the long knife was thrust straight out. The first person was penetrated into the chest, lifted up high from the ground, and screamed, but the blade shook suddenly, and the scream stopped suddenly, and the person was already ""

Poof" it was split into two halves, and blood and water from the five internal organs flew everywhere.

Warmth flowed from her cheeks and blood splashed down. Su Qing suddenly whispered: "Lower your head!"

Yin Ling, who was running behind him with breath in hand, heard the words and got down, and then saw a fierce and domineering sword light, which opened and closed widely. In Su Qing's hand, it changed from a straight thrust to a sweeping sweep. While dragging the sword with his right arm,

He released the handle of the knife with his left arm, picked up the silver bell on the ground, and spun around under his feet.

He had already grabbed the sword in his hand and swung it into a round shape. The light of the black cold sword almost turned into a round shadow, as if it was wrapped with unimaginable power.

"Puff puff--"

In the chaos, wherever the blade passed, there were lines of blood.

The eyes of the five or six people gathered around suddenly dimmed. In the next moment, the sword in their hands was broken silently. Amidst the trembling sound of the bell, their chests, necks, waists and abdomens were all torn open, blood sprayed out, and then their limbs were separated and their waists were broken.

He broke his neck and fell to the ground dead.

"Hey!"

There was a sharp roar, the white robe surged, and before the swing was completed, Su Qing's figure was suspended, and he raised his right arm, and the long sword that slashed horizontally suddenly raised and slashed vertically, slashing down in the air as if he was splitting the Huashan Mountain.

The handle of the knife slides from the palm of your hand to the end.

"clang!"

The tip of the knife fell to the ground, and the clash of gold and stone exploded like thunder on the stone slab. Sparks flew everywhere. The two people in front of them fell straight to the ground. One person had a bloodstain between his eyebrows, from top to bottom, and the other person had a bloodstain from his left shoulder to his right abdomen.

When he fell to the ground, he was split into two halves.

"Ugh~"

With a slash of the knife, Su Qing moved away with the knife. A series of sparks were aroused under the blade, causing a harsh buzz and a pale white knife mark, which was filled with blood in an instant.

"Kill, kill!"

Hearing the cry of killing, Su Qing believed in his suspicion. Most of these people pretending to be Blackstone killers were elites in the army, and in all likelihood, they came from the palace.

Su Qing's forward thrust suddenly stopped when he reached the knife. Su Qing slid his palm to the middle of the knife handle, raised the knife, and kicked his right foot like a thunderbolt at the same time. The corpse in front of him flew out in an instant, and the long knife made a buzzing sound.

Ming.

"Let's kill!"

The corpse flew not far away and was cut into pieces with random knives. The blood mist was splashed, but before they could react, a cold light suddenly appeared in front of their eyes. The beheading sword that was originally opened and closed was actually like embroidery at the throats of several people.

As it passed by, there were drops of blood on the tip of the knife, and someone was choked and fell to the ground.

"Fire the arrow!"

Someone shouted coldly in the darkness.

Another hail of arrows.

Su Qing's ears and eyes were sharp, and when she heard the voice giving orders, her gaze was like a will-o'-the-wisp, and she couldn't help but realize that the long knife in her hand had been twisted and thrown towards the source of the sound. There was a scream among the lightning and flint, and a person on the beam was stabbed through the chest by the knife blade, and was nailed.

Died on the rafters.

Throwing the knife, Su Qing moved his hands again. He drew the sword with his right hand, and the sword with his left hand. The swords came out together, and the white sleeves were rolled up, like flowing clouds and waterfalls. It actually had the shadow of an actor dancing with the sleeves, and he was provoking and poking,

Moving through the clouds and flowing water, arrows rained down from the sky like locusts, but when they reached Su Qing, they were completely in vain and were blocked.

Needless to say, Yin Ling was already hiding behind Su Qing,

The two fought and retreated at the same time.

We were about to reach the entrance of the alley and exit Xuande Alley.
To be continued...