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Volume 1 The Divine Condor Chapter 241 Defeat (Part 2)

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    Chapter 241 Defeat (Part 2)

    Moving slowly, they gradually came forward, and a dozen people looked after each other.  Although they couldn't form a formation, they were all experienced martial arts masters, and the formation they formed was also very tight.

    "It seems like there's only one battle left Since you're forcing us to come, don't blame our subordinates for being ruthless!" Tie Da Tou said in a deep voice, standing out from among the seven people.  Take a step forward.

    The three people behind him suddenly flashed with unparalleled speed, forming an equilateral triangle with him as the center, and he was the center point.

    The formation was completed, and with every step Tie Da Tou took, so did the other three. The four of them seemed to be holding each other on a thread.  The stride length is the same, as if measured with a ruler, there is no difference at all.

    The masked people were either holding knives or swords, and all of them had their swords unsheathed at this time.  Under the moonlight, the cold light was thick, and there was a bit of awe-inspiring coldness between heaven and earth.

    Although there are only four of them, the aura of coercion exuded by Jiaxing Tiezuo and the others is getting stronger and stronger.  The people rushing towards them felt as if they had difficulty breathing and their internal energy was slightly stagnant. They were filled with surprise.

    "Kill¡ª¡ª!!" The pace was getting faster and faster, and someone in the crowd who was rushing towards them roared. It was so sudden that it was a lung-breaking scream, so shrill and frightening that Sun Baiwei, who was staring at them closely, suddenly trembled.

    They were startled. Although they had their faces covered, they could feel that their faces must be ferocious and distorted, and their facial features were displaced.

    This roar, like a trapped beast still fighting, was indeed quite sad and solemn. The people who rushed over became more energetic and raised their swords.  They all roared angrily: "Kill¡ª¡ª!!"

    The shrill roar echoed in the night sky.  Birds trembled in fright and flew up from the branches one after another.  Fly into the night sky.

    Amidst the roars, this group of masked men collided with the four iron head catchers, like waves colliding with rocks.

    The four Jiaxing Iron Guards had no weapons and were fighting with bare hands. What they wore on their hands was a layer of gloves as thin as cicada wings. Their existence was almost invisible, as if they were integrated with the skin on their hands.

    The materials of these two gloves are exactly the same as the masks they wear. They are both made of a mixture of snow silk and golden silk wool. They are invulnerable to swords and water and fire.

    They originally practiced the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, which is the strongest and sharpest claw skill in the world. They were not afraid of swords. Putting on these gloves had only one function, which was to cover up the abnormality of their Nine Yin White Bone Claw. From outsiders,  Hard to see.

    Although the houses on both sides of the long street are not inhabited by wealthy families, they are quite beautifully built, with flying eaves and hanging tiles, and are of extraordinary style. Although the so-called infinite number of people in Lin'an City is an exaggeration, it is not an exaggeration.  The wealthy people who fled poured into Lin'an City and bought the land and houses of the original residents. Moreover, Lin'an City was so prosperous, and the residents in the city were inevitably tainted with a bit of wealth, and they yelled at the land in front of the Shenwei Hall.  , they will not pay attention.

    On top of a tall house, under the shadow of the cornices, Xiao Yuesheng and Zhang Qingyun were sitting on a soft black velvet carpet. They were wearing sapphire blue gowns and black robes, both holding wine glasses. Xiao Yuesheng was drinking Biwu.  , Zhang Qingyun drank clear lotus wine, sipping the wine while watching the chaos below.

    "Qingyun, how many rounds can they survive?" Xiao Yuesheng stroked his black mustache with his left hand, pointed diagonally downward with the white jade cup in his right hand, and turned to Zhang Qingyun, who was sipping the clear lotus wine.  asked.

    "Well it shouldn't be a problem to hold on for more than ten rounds. All of these dozen people are masters!"

    Zhang Qingyun put down the white jade cup on his red lips, held it with both hands, looked down at the crowd of people rushing together, and replied in a low voice, his cold and jade-like face blushed slightly under the moonlight, "Qinglian Niang is not wine, but  Not without alcohol.

    Zhang Qingyun had resigned herself to Xiao Yuesheng's affectionate address. No matter how she corrected or objected, it had no effect, and she was too lazy to bother with it.

    Her eyes were like deep pools, and under the faint moonlight, they looked even more sparkling. As she looked around, they seemed to be overflowing with light. As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes suddenly widened, revealing something incredible.

    Below them, the masked man charged forward with a burst of blood and sword in hand. In the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword, he devoured the four Jiaxing Iron Guards.

    It¡¯s just that what happened took everyone by surprise.

    "Tang-Mian-Palm-!" A low and broken shout sounded, the voice was mellow, but it gave people a gloomy and cold feeling. It was exactly what Tieda Captured.

    The four Jiaxing Iron Captors seemed to be enveloped in a layer of golden bell air. The person who rushed forward had not touched the other person before the Jiaxing Iron Captor's palm hit him. He flew away at the first touch, and the sword in his hand was shattered.  to the night sky.  Missing.

    In the blink of an eye, these four people were like a sharp sword, swift and unparalleled, directly splitting the masked man.??Eighteen people were all knocked into the air before a single move was made. The speed of their attacks was extremely different.

    In front of Jiaxing Iron Captors, these eighteen people were like children, really vulnerable.

    "Haha, yes, this is so satisfying!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled, taking a sip of Biwu, which was quite a sign of approval.

    "ah¡ª¡ª!!"

    "ah¡ª¡ª!!"

    As soon as Xiao Yuesheng finished speaking, miserable screams started to sound one after another.  The eighteen people who fell on the ground were rolling on the ground, moaning and screaming, as if they were in great pain.

    ??????????????????????????????????????Injury is a normal thing for these martial arts people, and they were stabbed once or twice.  At most, they just grunted twice. If it weren't for the unbearable pain, it would be impossible for them to scream like this.

    Although Zhang Qingyun had heard of Jiaxing Tiequ Di¡¯s name, he had never fought against him directly.

    She had never seen them take action, but for those masked people, with her extraordinary memory, she had already recognized several of them, all of whom were rare masters and celebrities. Unexpectedly, she was unable to catch a move and fell into the trap.  The ground screamed endlessly.

    Seeing Zhang Qingyun¡¯s surprised look, Xiao Yuesheng smiled.  He took a sip of Biwu and said softly with a bit of compassion: "The lingering palm burns the soul and refines the soul. The lingering is endless. These people have suffered a lot!"

    Zhang Qingyun¡¯s cold face showed a hint of compassion, and fell into the hands of the Jiaxing iron catcher. The fate of these martial arts people can be imagined, and they lost their martial arts.  It is tantamount to taking their lives.  The sadness of the rabbit's death and the fox's death filled Zhang Qingyun's heart.

    "Well, how about we spare them this time?" Zhang Qingyun was hesitant, turning the white jade cup gently with his jade hand, and his eyes were hesitant like autumn water. She also knew that her plea was a bit unreasonable.

    "Spare them?!" Xiao Yuesheng was about to pass the white jade cup to his mouth, and looked at Zhang Qingyun in shock, whose eyes wandered, and he felt quite uncomfortable.

    Xiao Yuesheng turned back, slowly sipped Biwu wine, pondered slightly, and thought to himself.

    When Zhang Qingyun saw that he did not reject him outright, there was room for change, and he suddenly became hopeful. The heart-wrenching screams from the street below filled his ears, and his eyes were fixed on Xiao Yuesheng's gentle face like autumn water.

    To Xiao Yuesheng, these people were not worthy of pity. They were driven by greed and deserved their punishment. If Zhang Qingyun had come forward to plead for mercy on normal days, he would have sold her some favors and asked the Jiaxing arresters to spare them.  But this time is different from the past.

    This is the first time that the martial arts people who have poured into Lin'an City have taken action. If thunderous means cannot be used to provide the greatest shock, once this happens, people will probably be lucky in the future, and the reputation of Jiaxing's Iron Captors will be destroyed.  It took several hardships to re-establish it.

    "Alas -!No, they know the mountain tigers, but they prefer to go to the tiger mountains. No wonder others,let's go, let's go back, there is nothing to see here!"

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head with a bitter smile, glanced at the eighteen people rolling and screaming underground, and sighed with some compassion.

    He is not a kind-hearted person, and he does not sympathize with their pain, but feels sad for their obsession. It is only their greed that is to blame, and it is their own fault, man, it is his own fault¡ª¡ª!

    Zhang Qingyun dejectedly handed the white jade cup in his hand to Xiao Yuesheng's outstretched hand, and Yingying stood up. At this time, four people from the other team were also thrown out of the Shenwei Hall. They fell among the eighteen people, rolling and screaming together.  The night sky was so sad and scary that even the cruel Zhang Qingyun couldn't bear to hear and see it.

    She turned around and wanted to speak, but she saw Xiao Yuesheng's gentle eyes gradually turning cold, and the unyielding look on his face made her unable to open her mouth anymore, and could only snort bitterly to show her dissatisfaction.

    "It's so disappointing to be so vulnerable -!" Xiao Yuesheng glanced down at the tumbling people again, shook his head and sighed, then put his arms around Zhang Qingyun's waist, and the two figures disappeared suddenly, leaving only the lingering fragrance of wine.  And not scattered.

    The figures of the two people suddenly appeared in the back garden of Linhu Residence. Zhang Qingyun was no longer surprised by the mysterious magical power of teleportation. His jade face was as cold as frost. He just nodded to Xiao Yuesheng, moved with lotus steps, performed Qinggong, and curled up.  Go and disappear into the flowers, not wanting to say another word to Xiao Yuesheng.
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