moon shadow

Chapter 194 Death Battle

Yinfeng left the cellar, hesitated for a moment, and drew out the Huaying Sword from his waist.

The Huaying Sword still maintains its original gorgeous appearance, even the blade is shiny, without the slightest trace of dirt, plus it is exquisitely carved, it does not look like a murderous sword, but more like a sword for the rich to enjoy treasure.This is not something that can be achieved by diligent maintenance alone. Whenever a sword is stained with blood, it will definitely be infected with evil spirits. This evil spirit cannot be wiped away, but there is no trace of evil spirits on the Huaying Sword. It must have been carefully preserved. Haven't seen blood for a long time.

Although this sword is too conspicuous, it is not unsharp. The sword body is light but hard made of meteoric iron from outside the sky. It can be regarded as a magic weapon.Yinfeng seldom uses it, not because he thinks its appearance is flashy, on the contrary, he is afraid that the sword given by Si Nongyue will be too hostile, so he never uses it.But after a while, he probably had to go through a long and fierce battle, and ordinary swords might not be able to withstand it, so he had no choice but to take out the sword.

He stroked the sword gently, as if he was treating a lover, but what he cared about was not the quality of the sword, nor did he have any preference for the sword itself, what really made him care was the person who sent the sword── Just because it was a gift from that person.

Not long after, Yinfeng heard the human voice approaching, and he jumped to a conspicuous position in a few ups and downs, waiting for the pursuers to appear.He understands that even if he makes a noise, it is impossible to hold back all the people, probably within two hours, so instead of leading them to hide, it is better to meet them head-on and fight to the end, so as to attract more pursuers attention.

During the waiting time, Yinfeng thought about many things for the first time.

For example, in his lackluster experience over the years, there are only a few colors.For example, the bits and pieces of the person he had been with and the intersection that was completely beyond his expectations...

He seldom talks and thinks too much, because he has been told from childhood training that these are unnecessary.But he just said a lot of things that shouldn't be said, and he doesn't regret it at the moment.

Thinking that he might not have another chance in the future, he couldn't help but speak out what was in his heart.He only wanted that person to know, but he didn't really want to get anything.

He didn't know what kind of thoughts Si Nongyue had in trying to retain him in the end, but even if it was just out of love for his subordinates, he was happy about it.

But none of these emotions affected his decision to be single to distract his opponent. This was not only his duty, but also something he wanted to do from the bottom of his heart.

Thinking of just now that his young master said that if he disobeyed the order again, he would no longer want him, Yinfeng shook his head, and there was a smile on his usually emotionless face.

The meaning of his existence in this life is to protect his master, and what he cares most about in this life is also his own master. What Si Nongyue said is indeed what he fears the most, but it is a pity that this should be the last time he disobeys orders, and he will not There is no chance to call master again, and there is no essential difference from the one Si Nongyue wants to punish.

With Yin Feng deliberately exposed, the people from Yi Di Tang naturally came to him quickly.

He tightened the sword in his hand, raised his eyes to face the oncoming opponent, his eyes were bright.

The leading disciples of Yidi Hall were overjoyed when they finally found the intruder, and hurriedly sent someone to inform their hall master.But he was also careful, seeing that the man in front of him dared to come out alone, he knew that this man was difficult to deal with, he was either a desperate lunatic, or he was too conceited of his own kung fu.Neither of the two can be dealt with by him, so he just led people slowly approaching Yinfeng's position, not greedy for merit.

Yiditang is famous for its poisonous skills, but its inheritance of martial arts is not much better than those of second- and third-rate families, but because of its low martial arts, its disciples are more cautious in handling things, for fear of losing their lives.

This leading disciple can be said to be a typical example. He would rather wait until the helper arrives and have less credit, and he would not rashly confront Yinfeng who doesn't know how deep or shallow he is.

He was doing calculations secretly, but he didn't know that this plan was in Yinfeng's arms.

"How many of you are the only ones?" Yinfeng raised his sword and pointed at Yiditang's disciples.There was obviously no expression on his face, and his words were flat without ups and downs, but it was precisely because of this attitude that the words were full of contempt in his ears.

It is not unusual for the leading disciple to hold a seat in Yidi Hall, but although he can bear it, not all the people he leads can bear it.At the moment, he could only make a decision, and drew out his sword with a "wow".This action of his was like a signal, and the people under his command also pulled out their swords and held them in their hands. The neat light of the sword's edge flashed white and white, which was quite powerful.

"Brother, don't worry, there will be some brothers under my sect to compete with you in a short while!"

The leading disciple said slowly, he didn't really want to fight Yinfeng without knowing the basics, so he could only delay until the reinforcements arrived, no matter how powerful the person in front of him was, he wouldn't be afraid.

Yinfeng looked coldly at each of Yiditang's disciples, his sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through everyone present, but he didn't speak.

He was just trying to stall for time.

Writer's words:

Thank you Fan Feng, Yan Xi, XWAY, Xiao Hei Prison and cekan28 for the gifts, give me a hug

I still haven't written the part I want to write TT

190 Chapter Five Captured

"You mean... more than half of the elite casualties you led?"

"Master, that person is really desperate, so it took a lot of effort to catch him."

A man dressed as an inner disciple lowered his head and explained that even though he was doing well in Yidi hall, he didn't have any intention of making mistakes when facing this young and weak hall master.

"waste."

The man with a gentle face said these two words coldly from his thin lips.Although the corners of his mouth were still curled up habitually, the tenderness in his eyes that seemed to be tender at all times finally faded away, revealing the cold and cruel essence inside.

No one would be happy to be put down together, let alone Yi Jingming is still a conceited person.

Although his martial arts are third-rate, but with the ability to poison even a first-rate master, he has always done things as he pleases, and there will never be anything that goes against his wishes.As long as what he wants, he can never escape from the palm of his hand.

But now things that exceeded his expectations followed one after another, how could he not be angry?

First, Liu Yuan had an accident and was poisoned by a poison that he could not understand. Later, after listening to Yi Guhong, he lost a lot of manpower in trying to catch that ignorant boy from Simen, and now that boy from Simen is still escaping!He spent a lot of effort in catching this boy who was completely different from the rumors, and even used the trump card he had hidden for a long time for this. If he escaped like this...

Yi Jing thought about this, and the tyranny in his heart became stronger, he kicked away the person who reported to him, and said: "Bring him here!" I am afraid that the disciple will be kicked to death by him.

That disciple repeatedly nodded in agreement, and turned around to ask people to go away.

After a while, the subordinates brought up a man covered in blood.Although this person's face was blurred in the blood, he was tall and tall, obviously a grown man, but not the young man he was looking for.

Yi Jingming was already in a bad mood, but when he saw that he had caught the wrong person, his anger reached its peak.

All his anger was restrained in his brows and eyes, but the corners of his lips raised even more.He took his soft whip from the hand of the confidant who was waiting at the side, stepped forward, and whipped the man hard.

I don't know if it was because he was numb due to too many injuries, or because he was too tolerant, the man didn't even move under the whipping.He stood still, and he was taller than Yi Jingming who was close to him. At this moment, he seemed to be looking down at Yi Jingming from a high position.

It was rare for Yi Jingming to see such a prisoner who didn't know what to do, and the emotion in his eyes became deeper, and he couldn't feel the joy or anger anymore.He picked a bloody gash on the opponent's shoulder, and beat it hard with the handle of the whip. The half-closed wound burst open immediately, and new blood spilled over the dirty blood that was about to solidify, dripping on the ground.

As he exerted his strength, he said: "You must be tired after fighting for a long time, but unfortunately there is no seat here, so I have to wrong you and kneel on the ground."

"..." The other party was also stubborn, and after being treated like this, he didn't make a sound, and didn't even show any signs of deliberately stopping the pain.It's just that he was seriously injured, and he couldn't hold on after all, and he was still half kneeling on the ground in the end.

Yijing's clear goal has been achieved, but there is no joy in his eyes. The man in front of him knelt down because he was exhausted, not because he really surrendered to him.

So, what can make him surrender to the soles of his feet?

Yi Jingming looked at the man up and down, trying to find a place to hold his hand, but after taking a second look, he suddenly felt familiar.He couldn't tell whether this familiarity came from the appearance or the temperament and attitude of the other party, but he just had an intuition in his heart.

This aroused Yi Jingming's interest, and his anger calmed down a little. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that this person became more familiar, especially those calm eyes that couldn't hide the dirt, very much like him The person in my heart is full of firm belief and persistence in something.

Thinking of that person, Yi Jingming's expression softened imperceptibly, but he probably didn't even realize it himself.

He beckoned and called his men to bring water and splash it on the man in front of him.

The water washed away the dirty blood sticking to the opponent's face, revealing a face with sharp edges and corners, with very handsome sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

Yi Jingming frowned as if in disgust, and couldn't help being a little disappointed in his heart, he was not the same person after all, even if he had a similar demeanor, he couldn't really be the same.

But apart from the similarity with that person's demeanor, this face still looks familiar, Yi Jingming thinks about it carefully, and has an idea in his heart, isn't this the subordinate who was tied to the bed by that Simen boy to play with?Seeing that there is no resentment in his eyes, and now he is willing to sacrifice his life for his master, Yi Jingming really doesn't understand what kind of loyalty it takes to reach this level.

"You have worked so hard for your master..." Yi Jingming looked at the man who was half-kneeling on the ground under the pressure of his subordinates because of the loss of strength, and said softly, "I just don't know if your master also sees it." In your loyal subordinate."

The man didn't show the slightest wavering expression because of this, which made Yi Jingming very dissatisfied, he continued: "Why don't we try it?" As if he had thought of a pleasant idea, his soft face resurfaced. With a sincere smile: "Tell me, if I break off your fingers one by one, will your master come out?"

Yi Jingming gently held the man's right hand hanging by his side, and the man just let him move without resistance, probably because he knew that resistance was useless.

This person's internal strength has been exhausted, and his body has been injured in many places. To be on the safe side, his subordinates even gave him Ruanjin powder, so even if the opponent was fierce before, there is no threat at this time.

Yijing's clear and white fingers brushed lightly on the other's palm vaguely, and said three words leisurely from his lips: "The first one."

Before he finished speaking, he moved his two fingers swiftly, grabbed the other's little finger, and pulled it hard.However, his pulling movements were extremely slow, as if deliberately lengthening the pain of dislocation of the bones and tendons of the fingers. There was a chilling sound, and the finger in his hand twisted. Take the posture down.

Beads of sweat oozed from the man's forehead due to the pain, but he still didn't make a sound.

Yi Jingming squinted his eyes, knowing that the sweat was just a physical reaction, and had nothing to do with the other party's will.But he didn't stop, if one finger wasn't enough, then he would add a few more, if all the fingers were broken off, then his limbs would be broken... He didn't believe that anyone could completely withstand the physical punishment.

"The second root." He continued, the sound contained internal strength and spread far away, "It seems that your master doesn't take you seriously."

Yinfeng endured the pain from his fingers, and his face remained calm. This was actually not much more than the pain on his body, but after the finger was broken, the feeling of losing control made people feel a little uncomfortable.

That was his hand holding the sword... If it was normal, he would never let others treat him like this.

But there is still another hour... When Yi Jingming said the "third root", Yin Feng listened to the dislocation sound of his fingers and felt the waves of pain all the way to his brain, and he closed his eyes and said silently.

If it was normal, he would definitely not let anyone capture him and live until now. He should kill himself when he is powerless to fight the enemy, and not give the opponent a chance to ask for news. ──But before the two hours came, he couldn't die, not only couldn't die, but he had to try his best to hold back the opponent.

I can inexplicably attract the attention of the head of Yidi Hall, even if it is for completely unknown reasons, it is just perfect for him.

What he has to do now is to make the other party pay more attention to him, and even make Yi Jingming forget his original intention of hunting down his master.

And the way to achieve this goal is very simple, that is - to piss him off.

Writer's words:

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