The lights in the room were bright, and the sound of running water came from the bathroom. Yun Yao was taking a bath. He rushed over hastily, put on a bathrobe, and opened the bathroom door. However, he never expected a disaster.

Waiting for him.

Eight rays of cold light shot over like lightning. They were eight sharp willow-leaf flying knives, covering all the vital parts of Yun Yao's body. He was frightened and hurriedly dodged.

However, the speed of the flying knives was so fast that even though he was highly skilled in martial arts, he could only avoid five of the flying knives. The other three flying knives hit him, including one on his chest and one on his left shoulder.

He was hit in the right leg, and his body was dripping with blood. He howled like a wild beast and roared: "Who are you and why do you do this?"

Even though he was seriously injured, Yun Yao was still extremely strong. He flew forward fiercely, raised his right arm, and a foot-long sharp knife appeared in his hand, and went straight to Ximen Lang's throat to stab him.

Damn it, I shot eight flying knives at once but they didn't kill you, you are really amazing!

Ximen Lang cursed secretly in his heart, waving his hands randomly, but fired more than ten iron balls.

The iron ball stirred, making the sound of breaking through the air. Yun Yao, who was in mid-air, had nowhere to hide. He was hit by these bullet substitutes, and more than ten finger-thick holes appeared. Bloody arrows shot out. At this time, he

Unable to hold on any longer, he fell from mid-air and fell to the ground with a plop. His pupils gradually dilated, and he stared straight at the ceiling with his eyes wide open, as if he was determined to die.

A sneer appeared on Ximen Lang's face, and he thought to himself: I'm sorry, Young Master Yun of Beihua Clan, just like Donghua Clan, your Beihua Clan is also the enemy of our Hua Clan. You come to Nanjing Ancient City this time, don't you?

Is it also to unite with Donghuamen and annex us? So you deserve it and there is no need to blame others.

Suddenly, a cold and unique voice came from the south window, "What a ruthless method, comparable to a professional killer. Who are you?"

Ximen Lang was startled and turned around to look, only to see that the window had opened at some point. Standing there was a boy wearing a white Tang suit. He was the beautiful young man in the bar just now.

"Is it you?" Ximen Lang was very shocked. Why did that young man appear here quietly? You know, my eyesight and hearing are much better than normal people. In addition, with my profound Hunyuan Gong, it stands to reason that

Said, we should be able to find him!

With a face full of doubts, Ximen Lang had great doubts about the identity of the beautiful young man, and asked in a cold voice: "What are you doing here?"

The beautiful young man sneered and said: "I just want to see how your sheep will be exploded by that ferocious lion. Who knows, to my surprise, the lion not only failed to pick it as he wished.

The chrysanthemum|flower was taken care of by you, the sheep." His eyes became colder and colder, and he asked: "Who are you and why do you want to kill him?"

Ximenlang smiled, announced his stage name, and said: "It's fate that we meet each other. My name is Cheng Dieyi. I wonder what your name is, brother?"

Seeing his sudden change of attitude, the beautiful young man was a little surprised and said calmly: "My name is Gui Mo."

"Nice to meet you, Brother Turtle, I'm honored to meet you!" Ximen Lang said polite words, suddenly raised his hands, and four flying knives shot out, heading towards the opponent's throat, heart and other vital parts.

The young man who called himself Gui Mo frowned and dodged with a cry. His speed was astonishing, like a ghost, and he actually dodged the flying knives.

"Boy, if you dare to harm me, you are dead..." Suddenly, Gui Mo's figure rushed over, attacking Ximen Lang with two slender white palms, and he was in front of the opponent in an instant.

Ximen Lang was horrified. This was the first time he had seen someone with such superb Qinggong. To be precise, it was probably not a human being. Only some kind of animal could have such an ability!

In a moment of confusion, Gui Mo's palms were already in front of Ximen Lang. After two muffled sounds, he took three or four steps back. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Severe pain came from his chest. Qi and blood surged in his chest. It was extremely...

The discomfort made him extremely frightened. This young man's martial arts skills were too high. My golden bell actually seemed to be unable to resist!

Ximen Lang was never one to give up easily. Seeing that the opponent was barely two years older than him and seemed to have better kung fu than him, even the golden bell could not resist him, he roared angrily, "I've beaten enough, now it's my turn."

He jumped up and used the Storm Fist in mid-air, punching six times in a row, like a violent storm swarming away.

Gui Mo's arms kept flashing, forming a phantom. The two people fought fiercely, and their figures quickly moved up and down the room.

After easily resisting Ximen Lang's attack, Gui Mo sneered and said, "It's my turn now!" His moves changed, and he hit him with his two slender, white jade-like palms, one after another.

A distinctive feature is that it is fast!

"Bang bang bang bang..."

With Ximen Lang's advanced martial arts skills, he was once again unable to avoid Gui Wei's palm strikes. He was hit one after another by the opponent's palms that were comparable to those of a woman. He took seven or eight steps back, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood. His face was as golden as gold.

Paper, obviously suffered serious internal injuries.

After these moves, Ximen Lang had a deeper understanding of Gui Mo's martial arts. He knew that if he continued to fight, he would be injured. The opponent's speed was simply beyond what humans could achieve. He didn't want to fight anymore, so he resumed his old skills and shot out.

More than a dozen iron balls shouted loudly: "You can play slowly by yourself, I won't accompany you anymore...Suddenly, he jumped from the window and ran westward in a panic.

Seeing the opponent attacking with a hidden weapon, Gui Mo didn't panic at all and kept grabbing the iron balls in mid-air. He actually grabbed all the iron balls in his hands. With a random shake, the iron balls disappeared. He snorted coldly and said: "I want to

It's not that easy to escape..." She jumped up, jumped out of the window, and chased the kid in the direction he was escaping.

Ximenlang kept galloping on the road. After running for tens of meters, he increased his speed to the limit and caught up with a large container truck that was driving fast in front of him. He suddenly flew up and landed on the container. Fang Changshou screamed.

Tone. I thought, I finally escaped!

Unexpectedly, Ximen Lang still underestimated Gui Mo's strength, and the opponent's lightness kung fu was even more outstanding. He kept chasing her from behind. After a few ups and downs, he was less than ten meters away from the running large container truck. She was standing next to her.

The shape is like catkins floating up, trying to land on the container.
Chapter completed!