Soul Piercing Boy Song Xing: Vertical and Horizontal Double Swords

Lei Wujie was worried about Sikong Qianluo's safety, so he didn't take a second look at those dead people, and hurried to where she was just now.

When they came to the mountainside, they found that Su Muyu had already taken back the oil-paper umbrella, protecting Sikong Qianluo and Xiao Lingchen behind him, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Mu Ciling and Baifaxian looked at each other, and each used their own tricks to attack.

Su Muyu looked cold, and lifted the oil-paper umbrella, the umbrella body instantly burst, the whole oil-paper umbrella exploded like a flower, and seventeen sharp blades sprayed out, just like the gorgeous and glamorous evening rain.

However, his move was not to attack the opponent, but to gather the seventeen sharp blades that had just been sprayed out in front of him in an instant, forming a shield composed of sharp swords.

Now that he has very little physical strength and true energy left, he can only hold back his opponent as much as possible so that Lei Wujie and the others can come to support him.

"Fire and thunder!" Lei Wujie leaped forward, pulled out the Killing Sword with brilliant fire patterns, and slashed down from the sides of the two white-haired fairies.

However, those two were also long-established masters, and they escaped the blow ahead of time. However, Lei Wujie's offensive continued unabated, and the scorching sword energy like a sea of ​​fire swept towards Baifaxian's men, and the screams suddenly came and went.

"I didn't expect Tianwaitian to join forces with Shadow Sect. What a surprise?" A soft female voice sounded.

It turned out that Murong Xiyin and Ye Wan'er also came to Lei Wujie's side at this time.

"We just have the same purpose." Baifaxian snorted coldly.

Mu Ciling was originally unwilling to join forces with others, but he was poisoned by Yi Bu. If the mission cannot be completed as soon as possible, the torture of the poison will make him very painful.

He looked at the peerless Ye Wan'er, and said regretfully, "It's a pity that such a beautiful woman died."

"But beauty, don't worry, I will be gentler."

"Huh~ It's disgusting!" Ye Wan'er put her hands on her shoulders with a look of disgust.

Just now Lei Wujie's move almost killed all of Baifaxian's men, Sikong Qianluo observed the number of people on both sides, and felt that the advantage was great, so he swaggered forward a few steps, puffed out his chest and looked down at Baifaxian.

"I said the white-haired old ghost, you are surrounded by us now, you should surrender quickly!"

Lei Wujie stepped forward and poked Sikong Qianluo's waist, pointed to a hundred meters behind the white-haired fairy and said:

"Sister, we are actually surrounded by them."

Sikong Qianluo looked in the direction he was pointing at, and saw a dense crowd of Tianwaitian disciples standing there, more than 500 of them, and the leader was Zi Yihou, who was so frightened that the silver moon gun in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Lei Wujie asked curiously: "How did Mrs. Ye offend you, and it takes such a big battle to kill her?"

The white-haired fairy kept her fierce eyes on Ye Wan'er, and replied:

"Hmph, in this battle between Beiman and Beili, we Tianwaitian wanted to support Beiman, but we were attacked by her and her husband's Ye Ziying army with despicable means, and nearly 300 people died."

"This blood debt, do you think it will be repaid with the blood of their husband and wife?"

"You invaded Beili first, are you worthy of saying this?" Ye Wan'er sneered, "What's more, soldiers are deceitful. Our soldiers will not follow your Jianghu rules."

"Yeziying?" Lei Wujie fell into deep thought when he heard the three familiar words. Wasn't the Yeziying in Beili led by General Ye Xiaoying?

And Elder Sister Wan'er happened to be called Mrs. Ye, could it be that she is Ye Xiaoying's wife and Ye Ruoyi's mother?

But Lei Wujie quickly ruled out this idea, Ye Wan'er seemed to be about the same age as him, probably Ye Xiaoying's concubine, and felt a little inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Since your targets are all Mrs. Ye, can I take Mr. Xiao away?"

Murong Xiyin pursed her lips and smiled at Baifaxian.

Baifaxian looked hesitantly at the number of masters in Lei Wujie's place. Originally, he wanted to save the lives of these people here, but the price would be too high. After weighing the pros and cons, he nodded.

"Your Excellency, please do as you please, we only take Madam Ye's life."

With a playful smile, Murong Xiyin whispered in Ye Wan'er's ear as she passed by:
"Master, take care."

Ye Wan'er snorted coldly and didn't want to talk to her.

"Sister Wan'er, don't be afraid, I'll protect you." Lei Wujie stood in front of Ye Wan'er with firm eyes.

Murong Xiyin suddenly turned her head, her eyes turned cold: "Are you crazy? Our biggest task now is to send the son out."

"Elder Sister and you are not related, why do you waste your life for her!"

Before Lei Wujie could speak, Ye Wan'er hugged Lei Wujie's arm and rested her head on his shoulder, with a scent of fragrance on her body, she looked at Murong Xiyin provocatively.

"Since Xiaojie calls me elder sister, I will naturally treat him as my own younger brother."

"Our little Jie, Bo Yuntian, is not like some people who run away with their tails between their legs when they see something is wrong."

After finishing speaking, he patted Lei Wujie's hand lightly, and said softly: "Xiaojie, it's the younger brother's duty to protect the older sister. Is what the older sister said just now right?"

Ye Wan'er was usually cold, but she suddenly became so gentle, which made Lei Wujie very uncomfortable, and almost got goose bumps all over her body.

"Sister said yes, so it is." Lei Wujie helplessly spread his hands.

Ye Wan'er heard this, and proudly twisted her body towards Murong Xiyin, as if she was showing off her "victory" just now.

Murong Xiyin was so angry that she wanted to grit her teeth, but she couldn't find a reason to vent it.

Lei Wujie looked strange, and became more and more curious in his heart, what kind of deep hatred these two women had before, they made it like a lifelong enemy, and they would hurt each other whenever they had the opportunity.

"Well, you Lei Wujie, you are lofty, you are amazing, anyway, your fate is your own, so what does it have to do with me?"

"My lord, let's go!"

Murong Xiyin was so angry that her chest heaved up and down, and she was about to take Xiao Lingchen away, but an old man in long robes blocked their way.

"Uncle Xie Qi, why are you here?" Su Muyu couldn't help asking when she saw the familiar person in front of her.

Lei Wujie frowned, hearing Su Muyu's name, this person should be Xie Qidao, did he think that Su Muyu betrayed Anhe and came to kill Su Muyu?

"Patriarch Murong, it seems we won't be able to leave for the time being." Xiao Lingchen smiled wryly.

"It's all the fault of Lei Wujie, otherwise we would have slipped away." Murong Xiyin cursed secretly.

Xie Qidao waved his hand at Su Muyu: "Xiao Muyu, I didn't come to trouble you."

Turning sideways, pointed the knife at Xiao Lingchen: "I'm here to kill him!"

Lei Wujie already had guesses in his mind, most likely Xiao Yu's party went to the Tihun Temple to buy Xiao Lingchen's head.

He thought in his heart, if he didn't wait for an opportunity to take Ye Wan'er and break out with Sikong Qianluo and Su Muyu, as for Xiao Lingchen, he would have to die as a fellow Taoist.

Anyway, they couldn't save Xiao Lingchen in this situation, and Xiao Chong also had the idea of ​​recruiting them, so he wouldn't forcefully blame him, not to mention that he helped Xiao Chong get the sword manual last time, so he wouldn't break the contract and not help Su Muyu enter the Wanjuan Tower.