Chapter 40 Angered, Angered "Maverick! Xiao Linzi! Uncle Feng! Uncle Li" In the flicker of fire, Yi Qiuyang looked over the familiar corpses, but none of them had a trace of life; he sadly Shouting these familiar names, the body is already covered with blood; the shouting is like crying, as if the shouting can call these souls back from the underworld. Eight men in black stood motionless as the fire burned, constantly making the crackling sound of burning wood; the firelight flickered, as bright as day, but could only illuminate the expressionless faces under the cloaks, as if they were made of wood. It's generally cold. The bright red on their weapons was still falling off, drop by drop, falling on the porcelain-green soil, making an inaudible sound. Some of the bright red blood spattered and some melted into the blood flow on the ground. Not far away, two ghost-like black figures were approaching. They walked leisurely and landed silently, just like messengers from hell, giving people a feeling of urgency. They stopped and looked at everything in front of them quietly, looking at the burning house, looking at the dead bodies on the ground, and finally their eyes fell on the sad man, watching him move quickly among the corpses; they showed But he was so calm and composed, as if all this had nothing to do with him. After a while, Ye Xiangwan shouted excitedly: "Yi Qiuyang, have you seen it? You killed these people! This is what you get for killing He'er, and this is what you get for escaping! Haha! Haha " Crazy laughter rioted in the dark night, and the firelight and crackling sounds seemed to be cheering for all this. Hearing Ye Xiangwan's dehumanizing laughter, Yi Qiuyang was suddenly startled, his face twisted accordingly, he turned around and glared at Ye Xiangwan and screamed: "Ye Xiangwan - you force me! You force me! You force me !¡± Yi Qiuyang roared three times in anger, and suddenly appeared in front of the nearest man in black. He cut the man in black¡¯s throat with the sword in his hand without even blinking. Immediately, Yi Qiuyang jumped up and chopped straight towards Ye Xiangwan. In an instant, swords and sword shadows burst out in the firelight, from east to west, from south to north, and several moves passed in the blink of an eye. After a while, there was a sudden and bizarre sound, and the man in black whose weapon had been taken away by Yi Qiuyang had a streak of blood quietly appear on his neck. The next moment, the man's body straightened up and fell into a pool of blood, next to the man he had slaughtered. above the land. The seven men in black who were responsible for killing the villagers were startled, and their bodies trembled involuntarily. "Hmm -" Hearing this miserable ugh, the man in black who came with Ye Xiangwan snorted softly. The sound was so dull that it seemed as if it was hummed from his nose. However, the eyes in his cloak never looked away from the fight between the two. He just thought in his heart: "It seems that the agility is still the same as before." I saw two figures walking back and forth under the light of the fire, and they were moving. , sometimes tight and sometimes slow, countless sword lights and sword shadows are as bright as starlight. Yi Qiuyang shouted angrily: "You forced me! You forced me! You forced me" Ye Xiangwan roared angrily: "Give me back my He'er! Give me back my He'er! Give me back my He'er" Near After a hundred moves, the sword in Yi Qiuyang's hand had become tooth-like, but the fighting spirit of the two men not only did not diminish at all, but became even more passionate. After a few more moves, there was only a clang sound, and the two of them opened their swords, and immediately raised their swords - "Autumn wind freehand scrolls wildly!" "The night is facing the evening with a startling rainbow!" I saw Yi Qiuyang's body. The yellow light shimmered, and the black energy on Ye Xiangwan's body was like a bite; when the words were spoken, the two sides moved at the same time. A leaf-shaped yellow sword energy, like a violent storm; a black rainbow sword energy, like thunder and lightning; the two sword energy roared out at the same time, and there was a roar in an instant, and a bright light burst out, and the fire that reached the sky was instantly eclipsed. . The light appeared and faded, and the two of them remained motionless. They still had the perfect movements before launching the attack, each raising the long sword in their hands. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out out out of the two swords, one shone in the light of the fire, with its tooth marks showing its fragility; the other sword was as black as ink snow, with black energy lingering around the blade, and its edge was as sharp as the night. At this time, the eyes under the eight cloaks remained motionless and stopped breathing. Only the crackling sound of burning was still free. After a long time, a few short breaths, suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and the sword in Yi Qiuyang's hand was broken. The broken part turned somersaults several times and was deeply inserted into the soil. Yi Qiuyang let out a light snort, staggered back three steps, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a whoosh sound. There was a slanting sword mark on his chest, from the left chest to the right abdomen. The long clothes whistled in the night wind, and bright red blood slowly overflowed along the scars. A few feet away, Ye Xiangwan stood up straight, pointing a long sword as dark as snow at Yi Qiuyang, and asked angrily: "Yi Qiuyang, where is your Wind Chanting Sword?" No one paid attention.When Ye Xiangwan said the words "Wind Chanting Sword", the man in black, who had never moved his hands, suddenly trembled. Yi Qiuyang laughed miserably and said: "Wind Chanting Sword! Wind Chanting Sword! In the final analysis, Wind Chanting Sword is more important than He'er in your heart. Is this the so-called love you have for He'er? Do you deserve it? ? Ye Xiangwan, I pity you!" Yi Qiuyang suddenly laughed loudly. When Ye Xiangwan heard this, he suddenly became furious and yelled in a roaring voice: "You are not allowed to insult my feelings for He'er! Yi Qiuyang, accept your fate!" Before he could finish his words, his body appeared. The man in black who had not made a move was suddenly startled and stopped him: "No, leave him alive!" However, at this moment, Yi Qiuyang suddenly shot out half of the dagger in his hand; the dagger shot out like lightning, and Ye Qiuyang shot out half of the dagger. Xiang Wan was suddenly startled, and flew to the right to dodge, but still heard a friction, the dagger cut open the cloak, cut his cheek, and a line of blood spilled out. "Hurry up!" The man in black who had not made any move was shocked; he never thought that Yi Qiuyang would make such a move unexpectedly and take advantage of the situation to escape. At the command, seven black figures swished in pursuit of Yi Qiuyang. "Yi Qiuyang, I must kill you! Kill you with my own hands!" Ye Xiangwan said through gritted teeth as he looked ahead, his left hand clenched so hard that the last few words almost jumped out of his mouth. "Deputy Gang Leader Ye, I want to kill Qiuyang, but the Wind Chanting Sword is more important! Just a word of advice, don't ruin the old gang leader's good deeds!" warned the man in black who gave the order just now. He is the Zuo Guardian of the Feiyue Gang. Zuo Wuxin. After Zuo Wuxin finished speaking, he disappeared into the darkness in the distance. "I wish you Qiuyang!" Ye Xiangwan muttered to himself angrily again, as if he didn't hear Zuo Wuxin's warning, he jumped up and chased after everyone after looking for the marks left by them.