Chapter 17 (2/2)
A moment later, a dozen people came out, and the leader was the Taoist.
”Well, you boy, dare to come to the door by yourself. Taoist priest, I'm worried that I have no place to find you“
As soon as the Taoist waved his hand and brushed the dust, he flew to Wuji.
Traceless jumped off the donkey. Before drawing his sword, the dust had swept to his face with a strong wind.
The traceless body turned very flexibly. Avoiding this move, he pulled out the long sword with his backhand and stabbed it with one sword.
The Taoist priest was extremely violent. He scolded angrily and brushed the dust to attack between his chest and abdomen.
Traceless originally wanted to teach Cuiliu villa a lesson. As soon as he came up, the Taoist couldn't help but say something and attacked blindly.
He was angry with the Taoist priest in his heart. When he came out of the sword, he was no longer merciful.
Qingyuan sword stabbed away one after another. The cold light was shining and the shadow of the sword was like the wind.
The dusting wires fell one after another. In a moment, there was only a bare dusting handle left.
The Taoist priest looked at the bare dusting handle on his hand and was stunned. Before he could react, a cold star flashed, his wrist hurt, and the dusting handle also fell to the ground.
He looked at it calmly. It turned out that his wrist was pierced by Qingyuan sword, and his blood flowed like blood.
Traceless and bright as stars, he took a cold look at the Taoist priest and the several Zhuang Ding, and then walked to the villa.
A dozen men looked at the bloody Qingyuan sword on his hand, and their fear was very obvious in their eyes.
They all gave in involuntarily and watched the thin boy stride into the villa.
Under the moonlight, traceless long hair danced. He looked around and looked at the Cuiliu villa that people in Yueyang feared and hated.
Suddenly, there was a great fire in the villa, and dozens of Zhuang Ding came one after another with bright steel knives.
Traceless looked at them calmly, with his long sword pointing obliquely to the ground.
”What are the people of Yueyang! Let you so wantonly bully and ignore human life“
The traceless voice is also very calm, calm, with a dignity and sadness.
The crowd slowly separated, and a middle-aged man in royal clothes and slightly fat walked out slowly.
This man is Yue Liushan, the leader of Cuiliu villa.
There was a cold look in his eyes. He looked at all sentient beings coldly and without trace.
”Are you the boy who killed a Zhuang Ding in my villa“
Wuji looked at yueliu mountain and said calmly, ”he killed innocent people indiscriminately, damn it“
”Naturally, the people in Cuiliu villa are under the control of yueliu mountain. When will it be your turn to judge life and death“
”Jianghu people are in charge of Jianghu affairs. Although they are young, they also know to respect the old and love the young! But you, the minions of Cuiliu villa, not only oppressed the young and the old, but also killed an old man wandering in the Jianghu! It's natural for a murderer to pay for his life“
Traceless always calm as water, slowly speaking.
”Bold“
”Presumptuous! How dare you talk to our villa leader like this“
Some people in Zhuang Ding burst into drinking, but none of them dared to rush up.
Traceless suddenly grinned, innocent and heartless.
Everyone was stunned, and yueliu mountain was also stunned.
No one expected that he would laugh at this time, and laugh so casually.
”I don't want to kill people. I'm here to tell you that you will die if you do more injustice“
Yue Liushan looked at him coldly and said, ”it's not your turn to teach me a lesson! Today, since you have come boldly, I'll show you what it means to do more injustice“
Then he waved his hand gently.
The three Jiaos of the Yangtze River each lit their serrated knives and surrounded Wuji.
Traceless suddenly stabbed with a long sword.
He doesn't need to talk nonsense. The purpose of coming here is to let Cuiliu villa know that Cuiliu villa, which is arrogant and domineering, will be punished.
So he just wanted to speak with his sword.
A sword like the wind, with a moonlight and a drop of blood, stabbed Zhou Jiang.
The serrated knife in Zhou Jiang's hand greeted him. Zhou Hai and Zhou Hu rolled on the ground at the same time, and the two serrated knives cut their feet without trace at the same time.
The three brothers fought against the enemy, whether they were strong or weak, together. Zhou Jiang is responsible for getting on the road, while Zhou Hai and Zhou Hu are responsible for getting off the road.
As soon as the traceless long sword touched Zhou Jiang's sawtooth knife, it suddenly turned around and jumped up at the same time.
The long hair is elegant and the sword shadow is like a rainbow.
”Ding Ding” twice, the two knives under his feet were swung away by him.
The two serrated knives didn't stop for a while and went up with the trend.
Zhou Jiang's knife was also pressing.
Yueliushan's pupils contracted slowly. He looked at every sword without trace very carefully.
The Dao is a sharp one. The Zhou brothers cross the waters of the Yangtze River and rarely meet an enemy.
In the moonlight, the light of the knife and the shadow of the sword, the shadow of the human figure flying.
In the twinkling of an eye, the long sword is always graceful and comfortable, although traceless is under the siege of the three people.
Suddenly, no trace smiled at Zhou Jiang, like spring flowers and Autumn Moon, gorgeous and cold.
Zhou Jiang was a little confused by his smile.
The long sword stabbed into his right shoulder at the moment of laughing.
The sawtooth knife ”Cang Lang” fell to the ground. His face turned white and he staggered back a few steps.
Traceless suddenly turned around, and the long sword, with a trace of cold, met the two knives that cut his legs from behind.
When the wrist turns, the shadow of the sword is one point, just like two swords stabbing out at the same time.
This is a fast and free sword!