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Qi Ping couldn't help but raise his vigilance, his true energy circulated silently, forming a layer of protection around his body, and at the same time suppressed all expressions, followed the man without changing his expression, and looked around the situation with his eyes.

The Qi family is now very heavily guarded. There is a person standing every few meters under the courtyard wall. The entire courtyard is completely watertight. No matter where you enter from, you will be spotted by these guards immediately.

Now Qi Ping also realizes that this is not an ordinary courtyard, but now that he has penetrated into such a situation, it is obviously not a wise move to run away immediately.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Qi Ping shivered. At this moment, he realized that he was sweating all over his body, and the hand holding the sword was slightly stiff because of being too nervous.

He felt that he was so frightened that tears were about to come out. He didn't expect that after two years of being comfortable in this world, he would suddenly be dealt such a big blow.

Qi Ping grasped the sword in his hand tightly, ready to draw it at any time, and unconsciously rubbed his left hand on the hem of the clothes hanging on the side of his legs.

After entering the hall, he scanned the entire hall calmly, and under the gaze of the man, he chose a seat closest to the door and sat down.

"When will my father come?" After waiting restlessly for a moment, Qi Ping asked in a relaxed manner: "After sitting for so long, why didn't you even see a servant?"

Not getting an answer, Qi Ping sighed silently, and at the same time couldn't help neighing in his heart: "The sheep are in the mouth of the tiger!"The sheep are in the mouth of the tiger! !

After waiting for a while, a middle-aged man finally walked in from the door, with a high hairline.

Qi Ping looked at the slightly bald man who was about to open his mouth to call his father, when he saw the man smiling and said: "The master has gone out to discuss business these days, but he hasn't returned yet. A few days ago, my wife was looking for a family heirloom. The master said that you gave it to me when you left. You, I don't know if the young master can wear it on his body when he comes back this time?"

Qi Ping's right hand was tightly grasping the hilt of the sword. Now it seemed that something happened to the Qi family, and the other party asked about the family treasure as soon as they came up, indicating that they hadn't found what they wanted.

Now they seem to put all their hopes on themselves, so it is estimated that the Qi family is in danger.

"The heirloom is indeed with me," the man was overjoyed when he heard this, while the man who led Qi Ping into this place was secretly retreating outside the door.

Qi Ping calmed down and quickly added: "But such a valuable thing, I definitely won't take it out easily. Since my stepmother wants it, why don't you come with me tomorrow, just in time to come back before my father's birthday."

"How dare you bother the young master to pick it up in person?" The slightly bald man had a flattering smile on his face, "Young master might as well report the address, and I will send someone to pick it up quickly tonight."

"No, I don't believe it, wait for me," before Qi Ping finished speaking, the bald man impatiently gestured outside, and in the next second, more than a dozen people rushed in from the door.

The situation took a turn for the worse in an instant, Qi Ping tensed his face, with a confused expression on his face, and was about to continue pretending to be stupid, when the slightly bald man said again: "Do it, it doesn't matter if you are injured or disabled, as long as you can talk." .”

When he heard the move, Qi Ping quickly drew his sword, and before the group of people formed a siege, he jumped up on tiptoe, and then climbed up again with the power of the table and chairs.

Turning softly in mid-air, he stepped on the top of one of the people and rushed out of the encirclement.

However, before he landed, two people attacked him, one from the left and the other from the right, and one of them carried a meteor hammer and threw it towards his left side from a long distance away.

The wolf-tooth-shaped cone on the top of the hammer reflected faint light, and when it hit the person, it must leave a few bloody holes.

Seeing more and more people besieged, Qi Ping didn't want to get too entangled with this big hammer. He just wanted to make a quick decision and escape from this place of right and wrong.

He was in mid-air and had nowhere to borrow strength, so he had to drop a thousand catties, but at this moment, another person aimed at the right time, grasped the sword and stabbed from bottom to top at the spot where Qi Ping fell, completely blocking Qi Ping's escape route.

There was no way to retreat, in mid-air, Qi Ping's thoughts changed sharply, the tip of the sword quickly changed direction, and slanted towards the soft rope of the Meteor Hammer.

The seemingly powerless sword seemed to have an extra hand in mid-air, grabbing the meteor hammer and smashing down at the sword.

A string of sparks exploded on the sword, and with a clang, Qi Ping followed the sword to the ground at the same time.

Slowly letting out his breath, Qi Ping rushed out of the door with his step on the cloud, nimbly avoiding the attacks from the left and right sides like a swimming fish, and at the same time opened a little distance from the pursuers behind him.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, two people rushed in from outside the door and blocked his way.

Qi Ping wiped the sweat from his brow. Although he was anxious, his reaction was not slow at all. He used the "Falling Leaf Stance" in the Flying Flower and Falling Leaf Sword Art and rushed forward as if he didn't care about it, as if he wanted to die with the opponent.

Holding the sword in his hand, he seemed to be full of an invincible and fearless aura.

The point of the sword struck straight at the opponent's heart, and the opponent's sword had already locked onto his throat. The two of them could feel the wind of the sword on Qi Ping's skin when they were so close.

In the nick of time, the man was taken by Qi Ping's all-in-one attack, and he didn't dare to resist, and quickly changed his sword back to block Qi Ping's attack.

At this moment, I saw Qi Ping followed the opponent's strength, flipped his wrist slightly, and stabbed him obliquely at his heart again at a tricky and weird angle.

The "Flying Flowers and Falling Leaves" swordsmanship emphasizes the lightness, agility, quickness, and dexterity of the swordsmanship. This swordsmanship has only two styles, the flying flower style and the falling leaf style.

The Falling Leaf Style contains the decline of autumn and the recovery of spring. It is a move that puts one's death to one's death.

The man's expression changed after being frightened by the accident, and there was no time to change his moves at this time, so he could only use his light kung fu with the sword and quickly backed away.

Qi Ping also had no intention of hurting anyone. Even though he has been in this world for two years, he still upholds the values ​​of the 21st century in his heart. Therefore, when he saw the other party backing away, he took the opportunity to escape.

After rushing out of the door, Qi Ping ran directly towards the wall, and another group of people rushed out to intercept him on the way. In just a few seconds after he repelled these people, the pursuers from behind had already chased him again.

An epee struck Qi Ping's back, he quickly turned around to block it, held the epee with difficulty, and at the same time retreated quickly to get away.

But that person followed closely, keeping a sword distance from him all the time, so sticky that Qi Ping couldn't escape for a while.

While retreating, Qi Ping exchanged moves with that person. After performing dozens of moves, he found that although this person used an epee, his speed was extremely fast. Get two points.

Seeing that someone was about to touch his back and attack him again, Qi Ping made a plan and moved faster and faster, often before one move arrived, another move would already attack the opponent, sword shadows appeared one after another, making people dazzled.

Faced with Qi Ping's endless and faster attacks, the epee in the man's hand continued to speed up, and the epee scratched the air and made a sharp sound.

However, the epee itself was extremely difficult to speed up, and he had expended a lot of energy before, so he was faintly powerless at this time, and even almost couldn't stand it several times, bloodstains appeared on his clothes.

Just when he was increasing his speed again and preparing to fight back, Qi Ping immediately seized the moment when he would not mention it, and slapped the epee sword heavily with a clang in his hand.

With the force of this slap, the heavy sword was directly thrown from the man's hand, and hit the ground with a clang.

Taking advantage of his chest opening wide, Qi Ping took advantage of the momentum to strike forward to make the other party retreat, but the man rushed towards the sword tip as if he was not afraid of death.

He hurriedly adjusted the angle, and with a puff, the sword pierced through the opponent's right shoulder. The stagnation feeling of the sword entering the flesh and blood and the warm and sticky liquid flowing down the sword body made Qi Ping's stomach churn. .

At this moment of stupefaction, a long black arrow had already arrived behind his back under the cover of the night, Qi Ping wanted to draw his sword and turn around, but who would have thought that the man with the epee held his sword tightly with both hands, preventing him from making the next move action.

Holding the sword, Qi Ping took a quick step to the left, narrowly avoiding the vital point, and the arrow went straight into his back shoulder, stirring up a cluster of blood and splashing.

He couldn't help shaking from the pain, and angrily held the sword and slashed down hard, cutting off five fingers of the man with the heavy sword.

At the same time, the tip of his sword shook quickly, crippling the tendons in the man's hands, and then grabbed the man's collar and rushed towards the courtyard wall in front of him.

The arrows shot from all directions were blocked by the man, but a few of them were quite powerful, coming out of the man's body, piercing directly into Qi Ping's body before barely stopping.

Qi Ping turned a deaf ear to the cries of pain that lingered in his ears, kicked off the wall and ran towards the darkness.

He fled quickly on the street with his cloud treading step, went into the alley and turned around for a while, and after making sure that there was no chase after him, he threw the man to the ground, and sat on the ground against the wall as if he had collapsed.

As soon as he relaxed his mind, all the wounds, large and small, began to ache. Layers of cold sweat broke out on Qi Ping's body, especially the one on the back of his shoulder that hurt the most.

The arrow seemed to take root after entering the flesh, and the roots kept grabbing into the flesh. At this moment, his left shoulder could no longer lift any strength.

Qi Ping looked at the injury on his back shoulder in cold sweat, but the moment he turned his head, he found a person walking slowly at the end of the alley.

The man stepped on the ground but did not make any sound, and he never found out when the other party followed.

The goosebumps on his body exploded completely, and Qi Ping knew that he couldn't escape.