God catches no trace

Chapter 164

Chapter 7: Risk

When the woman who was watching saw it, she thought to herself: Fortunately, I didn't come alone today, otherwise, with my shoulder injured, killing her would be as difficult as climbing the sky.

In a moment of thought, he glanced at the field.

I saw that those people were all in midair, turning up another zhang, avoiding the range of the whip.

Then, Qi Qi's sword edge continued to stab the top of the opponent's head.

Ye Yanran was determined to die, she was not afraid, her left hand twitched around her waist, and another black long whip swung towards the top of her head in an instant.

"Good whipping technique. Unfortunately, I can't escape death today."

Several figures heard the sound, and then their urgent attack was blocked.

Suddenly, scattered and flew.

Stand on top of the courtyard wall again.

Ye Yanran retracted her whip, panting delicately.

He raised his head and fixed his eyes: a figure in a long robe floated over and stood on the ground not far from the courtyard wall.

"master."

The people on the top of the courtyard wall shouted in unison respectfully.

"Hmph, throw me in the face of a "mountain villager". It's hard for several people to deal with a woman. The old man has to do it."

From the tone of his voice, he must have watched his disciples fight somewhere long ago.

As soon as the mountain farmer finished speaking, he sharpened his eyes at Ye Yanran: "No wonder the old man and others set up an ambush here. Ever since you were rescued from the villa, Qin Hebao guessed that you would definitely come here to look for him. Sure enough, you didn't leave the house. Guess, when we just arrived here, you threw yourself into a trap, so you can't blame anyone else."

Ye Yanran didn't speak a word, faced with such a situation, it was only because she didn't listen to Senior Mei's advice, she acted too impulsively, and now it's too late to regret it.After thinking about it, it is hard to avenge parents and mothers, and I may also be dead here, and I can't help but feel sad.

The villagers in the mountains saw her standing still like a statue.

He suddenly picked up a branch on the ground, moved his feet forward a little, moved his wrist, and stabbed straight.

This move is purely a sword with a branch. It seems ordinary, but it is actually a practical move without the slightest fancy.

In an instant, a ray of sword energy rushed towards the opponent's chest at high speed.

Ye Yanran didn't dare to be negligent, she took a few steps back, twirled the long whip in her left hand, and rolled it towards the branches.

At the same time, he whipped his right hand one after another, like a spirit snake flying towards the village man in the mountains.

This is both offensive and defensive moves.

Nature is no small matter.

The mountain villager sneered: "Although the whip is fast, it can do nothing to me."

As soon as the voice fell, his body suddenly swayed from side to side, like a ghost, and disappeared from Ye Yanran's sight all at once.

"Girl, be careful."

Zhu Tianliang suddenly gave a loud reminder.

"I wanted you to live a little longer, but I didn't expect you to talk too much without knowing it." The woman let out a coquettish cry, her arms grew wildly, and she stretched out to grab his chest.

Zhu Tianliang was startled and hurriedly backed away.

Only a "hiss" was heard.

The clothes on the chest are all in strips, and the skin is fully exposed.

Fortunately, he dodged quickly, otherwise he would lose his life.

Seeing that the trick didn't work, the woman made another horizontal stroke.

Besides, when Ye Yanran heard the shout, she felt the rapid sound of sword energy piercing the wind from the back of her head.

It turned out that the mountain and field villager rushed behind him to make a move by virtue of his exquisite lightness kung fu.

She didn't even think about it, and she couldn't afford to think about it at this moment.

Twisting violently, it was a whip.

The action is clean and crisp.

"Hmph, it's really difficult to deal with. Okay, I'll let you die sooner..." Seeing that the tricks didn't get any advantage, the mountain villager shouted angrily.

Immediately, the branches in his hand trembled, turning into countless sharp swords, flying around in all directions.

This move is clearly a killer move.

Seeing this, Ye Yanran rolled her body backwards, her feet didn't land on the ground, and her hands rolled out with long whips.

Look at Zhu Tianliang again.

Under the attack of the woman's sharp claws, he was forced to run wildly, and sometimes rolled on the spot under the eaves.

It's embarrassing, but practical.

Seeing this, the few people standing on the top of the courtyard wall were all overjoyed.

It's like watching a play.

On the field at this time.

The vicious fight between Ye Yanran and the mountain peasants has not changed at all.

And the figure is getting faster and faster.

It's true: the long whip dances with the Iraqi courtyard, and the sword is full of energy.

Unfortunately: Ye Yanran is a woman after all.

If the stalemate lasts for a long time, the physical strength will definitely not be able to keep up.

This point, the mountain villager naturally knows.

At the moment, he is even more merciless, making a series of moves.

Although she dexterously avoided them one by one, and the long whip could quickly counterattack, her strength weakened a lot.

The situation on the court seems to be more and more on the side of the mountain villager.

About another 5 minutes passed.

Ye Yanran, who was struggling to support herself, suddenly felt that she was being sucked towards the gate of the courtyard by an invisible force.

When she turned her head, she saw a determined face.

Immediately, I didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow, and I cried out in my heart: "Sang Wuhen."

The mountain villager and the woman were stunned, startled, and thought at the same time: It's over.

Also, who would have expected that Sang Wuhen could suddenly appear here.

Before the people on the top of the courtyard wall could react, each of them received a heavy palm in the back, and then let out several screams, and fell straight down.

Immediately afterwards, three or four shadows flew from outside and stood in the middle of the yard.

Needless to say, the three are Shui Sheng, Mei Xiangjun and Li Qiuyu.

The whole process, starting from Sang Wuhen's move to save Ye Yanran, took less than half a minute.

At this moment, the courtyard is full of chills.

Seeing that the situation is not good, the mountain villager and the woman lightly tapped their feet and flew towards the roof.

Obviously to escape.

Li Qiuyu stared with round eyes, jumped into the air, stretched out his palm, and hit the woman who had just stepped up to the eaves, gritted his teeth and said, "Xue Fei, pay back my father's life."

Unexpectedly, Xue Fei didn't even look back, she rose and fell, stood on the roof, and then flashed again.

At the same time, Shui Sheng and Mei Xiangjun also fluttered and rushed forward.

However, it seems that it is still a little late.

When the three of them appeared on the roof, they saw the figures of Shanye Villager and Xue Fei running towards the densely packed mountain with five feet away.

A thought flashed in Shui Sheng's mind: I must not let you run away today.

Afterwards, he breathed a sigh of relief, and performed the extremely light kung fu "Qingfengzui." He began to chase fiercely.

Of course Li Qiuyu and Mei Xiangjun would not give up and followed closely.

……

The gate of the courtyard.

Sang Wuhen accepted the move.

The exhausted Ye Yanran flickered.

Ju Ying and Ju Ye, who were standing beside her, stretched out their hands to help each other: "Miss, you are injured."

"It's okay, just a little tired."

"We're dying of anxiety, fortunately my uncle came in time..."

When Ye Yanran heard it, she quickly interrupted Juying: "What uncle?"

Sang Wuhen was also extremely embarrassed, not understanding why she said these two words.

"According to the rules set by the master before his death, Mr. Sang is my uncle." Ju Ying said confidently.

"Don't gossip, be careful that my family can't serve you." Although she couldn't see her face covered by black veil, her words were extremely rude.

"What I said is the truth." Juying muttered.

"Okay, Miss Ye, stop arguing about these silly issues. I was careless that day, I'm sorry." Sang Wuhen interrupted.

Ye Yanran let out a "hum".

"Don't think it's enough to say sorry. Anyway, you are my uncle." Ju Ying said again.

To hear such nonsense.Sang Wuhen felt that there was no need to argue, even if he explained a thousand or ten thousand sentences, so what.

He shook his head.

He glanced at the corner of the house in the distance.

By moonlight.

I saw Zhu Tianliang standing there blankly.

As if in a dream.

"Miss Ye, who is that person?"

After Ye Yanran was reminded by him, she remembered Zhu Tianliang who she had identified as the wrong person.

So, with a light movement of her feet, she walked towards him.

(End of this chapter)