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Outside the inn, the full moon hung high in the sky, casting its cool light and dyeing the entire world silver-white.

The streets of the town seemed especially quiet under the moonlight, with only the lanterns on both sides of the cobblestone road swaying gently in the cold wind, emitting a faint, dim light.

"Knock knock~~" A burst of rapid horse hoof sounds came from afar, breaking the tranquility of the night. The sound was getting closer and closer, surging like a tide, and the horse hoof sounds beat out a rapid drum beat on the stone road, startling the candle in the lantern to tremble.

Under the moonlight, a group of knights galloped over, all wearing black night clothes, their faces tightly covered by scarves, revealing only a pair of fierce eyes. The moonlight sprinkled on them, outlining their cold outlines.

Yi Huawei frowned slightly, listening to the sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer, his eyes fell on the group of knights, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"You are an accomplice to the evil, you deserve to die!"

Yi Huawei muttered to himself, raised his right hand, spread out his five fingers, palm facing up, and slowly lifted it up.

"Hu~~"

The fallen leaves on the ground seemed to be pulled by an invisible giant hand, flying up one after another and gathering towards his palm. Dozens of fallen leaves spun rapidly in his palm, forming a small vortex, making a "buzzing" sound.

As the rotation intensified, the edge of each leaf became extremely sharp, gleaming with a metallic luster. Yi Huawei flicked his wrist and swung it forward. The leaves he controlled were like dozens of sharp arrows, whizzing towards the cavalry. The speed was so fast that people had no time to react.

The cavalrymen only felt a flash of cold light before their eyes, and before they could see what was happening, the sharp fallen leaves were already whistling towards them. The fallen leaves cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and directly cut into the throats and chests of the cavalrymen.

“Puff——” “Puff——”

A series of subtle but deadly sounds rang out, and the cavalrymen fell off their horses one after another. Blood instantly gushed out from their throats and chests like a fountain, staining the ground red. Their bodies fell backwards, and the long swords in their hands fell powerlessly, making a crisp sound.

“Ahhhh!” “Ah!!”

The screams of the cavalrymen pierced the night sky. In just a few breaths, dozens of cavalrymen fell to the ground in a mess, motionless. Only a few horses were still neighing in fear and paddling their hooves anxiously, which seemed particularly miserable in the silent night.

At this moment, the flame in the lantern jumped a few times, and then went out with a "puff", and the whole street fell into darkness in an instant. Only the moonlight was still coldly shining on the ground, reflecting the corpses lying in all directions.

The streets were silent. The fighting and screams in the yard had already awakened many people. Behind the windows, eyes carefully looked towards the inn through the cracks. But no one dared to make a sound, for fear of being affected by this inexplicable disaster. They all thought it was a revenge by gangsters, or an internal fight within a gang. At this time, the best choice is to protect yourself. Why bother to get into trouble?

Yi Huawei looked around and listened for a while. After making sure that there was no other movement, he turned around and walked into the inn as if nothing had happened.

When Yi Huawei reached the door of the inn, he was about to step over the threshold when he suddenly uttered a sigh and turned his head to look at the alley. He saw a black shadow flash by like a ghost and disappear behind the corner.

Yi Huawei's eyes instantly became sharp, and he slashed out with his left palm. Because he deliberately suppressed 70% of his true energy, the palm wind whistled out, blowing away two pieces of frozen rubble, but only swept up a section of the empty sleeve corner.

A figure quickly passed by on the gray wall. The moment the man dodged to the side, Yi Huawei saw clearly in the moonlight that the man was wearing a dark red satin cross-collared robe, with a swastika pattern on the cuffs locked with gold thread. His hair was not tied with a crown, but only fixed with a silver hairpin, with a pigeon blood ruby ​​hanging on the head. The middle of his nose was slightly raised, and his jawline was softer than that of an ordinary man, with an almost invisible Adam's apple. On his left earlobe was a red gold earring, with a picture of the sun and the moon shining together engraved on the ring.

Yi Huawei chased after him without hesitation. The footprints on the snow were so light that they looked like they were left by a magpie. If you didn't look carefully, you would hardly notice them. When he chased him to a distance of seven feet outside the broken wall, the man suddenly stopped under a dead willow tree.

When he turned around, the airflow caused by the hem of his robe brought up three particles of snow foam, which suddenly fell vertically to the ground half a foot away from Yi Huawei's throat, as if blocked by an invisible force.

Yi Huawei could see clearly that the man's ten fingernails were stained with Impatiens juice, and his pinky had a two-inch long armor. He wore a jade ring on his right thumb, and the inner ring had indentations of varying depths. The leather belt around his waist was inlaid with seven pieces of Hetian jade, and the jade surface was engraved with patterns of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. He wore black satin cloud-shaped boots, and the boot uppers were embroidered with a hundred butterflies pattern in silver thread.

There are very faint fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and his pupils are three points lighter than those of ordinary people. His eyebrows are painted into willow-leaf shapes with black ink, and the ends of his eyebrows are buried in his temples. His lips are painted with rouge mixed with pearl powder, and there is a small old scar in the middle of his lower lip. When he breathes, his shoulders and neck do not move, and the rise and fall of his chest is almost invisible. It is obvious that he is a person with profound internal strength.

His left hand was pressed against his waist, and between his fingers, a short thorn with a half-finished golden handle was revealed. The body of the thorn was covered with fine scaly patterns, and the tip was dark blue, which was obviously poisonous. His right toe was slightly turned outward, and the snow on the sole of his boot was distributed in a fan shape - it was obvious that this person must have come from a long journey.

"Invincible in the East?"

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Yi Huawei stared at the other party and slowly drew out the Ningbi Sword.

"You know me, yet you dare to attack me? You are very brave!"

Dongfang Bubai raised his right hand, and a half-foot long iron folding fan slipped out from his sleeve. The fan ribs were made of meteorite iron, and when it was unfolded, thirty-six steel spikes popped out. There was dried blood on the tips of the spikes. It was obvious that this fan was stained with the blood of countless people.

"Ren Woxing has a good dog."

A strange smile appeared on his face, and Dongfang Bubai's Adam's apple trembled slightly. The sound he made was accompanied by a metallic vibration, which was particularly harsh in the silent night.

Yi Huawei sneered, "You are so sharp-tongued. Now that Dongfang Cult Leader has become a eunuch, has his temper become like that of a woman?"

"I ripped your mouth off!!"

Yi Huawei's words directly pierced his lungs. Dongfang Bubai screamed, tapped the ground with his toes, and soared into the air like a ghost, instantly rising to a height of three meters. As his dark red robe fluttered, twelve embroidery needles flew out like lightning.

The embroidery needle was small and delicate. Under the moonlight and snow, it flashed a cold light. The tip of the needle accurately penetrated the falling snowflakes and shot towards Yi Huawei at such a fast speed that it was dazzling.

"You have a small skill, but you still dare to do the same thing?"

Yi Huawei's mouth curled up, and the Hunyuan Qigong in his body was running at full power. In an instant, a purple cyclone quickly formed around him, tightly protecting him. The cyclone kept spinning, making a slight whistling sound. When the twelve embroidery needles were three inches away from his eyebrows, they suddenly seemed to hit an invisible wall and froze. The needle tails began to vibrate violently, making a buzzing sound, which was particularly clear in the quiet snowy night.

Yi Huawei took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling violently, and then he opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of foul air. As the foul air was exhaled, the purple true energy rolled up along the needle body of the embroidery needle. In the blink of an eye, the peacock gall bladder poison quenched on the needle tip was forced into a black mist. The black mist spread in the air, emitting a pungent smell. After the first attack missed, Dongfang Bubai waved his hand, and several clusters of fine needles shot out through the air.

"Sure enough, the most poisonous woman has a heart!"

Yi Huawei's eyes flashed, and he stomped his left foot on the ground. The blue bricks under his feet could not bear the weight and shattered instantly. At this moment, he suddenly swung the Ningbi Sword in his hand, using the "Breaking Arrow Style" from the Dugu Nine Swords.

His wrist shook quickly, and the tip of the sword tapped seven times in a row like a nimble snake. Each tap accurately knocked three ox-hair golden needles flying. Those ox-hair golden needles were extremely thin, and the silk tied to the ends of the needles glowed with a strange purple light under the moonlight. After being knocked away, they scattered in the snow.

"What a great arrow-breaking style! ... Boy, who are you to Feng Qingyang? You are an immortal and unknown person under my command. Tell me your name!"

Dongfang Bubai's body spun rapidly in the air, like a blooming dark red lotus, avoiding Yi Huawei's sword. As he spun, the dark red robe rose again, and twelve bone-piercing nails shot out like meteors chasing the moon. These bone-piercing nails were engraved with spiral patterns, and when they were shot out, they cut through the air, making a sharp sound like a ghost crying, which was creepy.

"If you want to fight, then fight. There's no need to try to build friendship. I'm going to stay by my name, Yue Huawei of Huashan!"

Yi Huawei snorted coldly, his face grim, and he activated Hunyuan Yi Qigong again, a layer of light purple air appeared on his face. Then, the sword in his hand quickly drew a semicircle horizontally, and a sharp sword energy surged out from the sword. Wherever the sword energy went, the air seemed to be cut by the sharp blade, making a "hissing" sound, and all the hidden weapons shot at it were deflected.

Three of the bone-piercing nails were driven directly into the eye sockets of the horse corpse beside them with unabated force. Strangely, the horse corpse seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, twitching and standing up half a foot high, and then fell heavily, splashing a cloud of snow.

Dongfang Bubai saw this, his eyes turned cold, and the iron fan in his hand opened up. The iron fan ribs were black, and the fan surface was faintly revealing an evil spirit. As the iron fan opened up, the thirty-six steel spikes were like a group of poisonous fangs, going straight to Yi Huawei's throat. At the same time, a strong fishy smell came to his face, making people nauseous.

"boom!"

Yi Huawei was not afraid at all, and quickly pushed out with his left palm. In an instant, 50% of the Hunyuan Qi surged out from his palm, condensing into a three-foot-long air wall in the air. The air wall glowed with a faint purple light, like an indestructible shield.

The steel spikes of Dongfang Bubai's iron fan pierced the air wall, creating a series of dazzling sparks, like fireworks blooming in the night sky. Under the huge impact, the jade ring on Dongfang Bubai's right wrist could not bear the weight and shattered. Before the broken jade residue fell to the ground, Yi Huawei's right middle finger pressed on his Quchi acupoint like lightning.

Dongfang Bubai's pupils shrank suddenly, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. Before he could think about it, the short golden thorn hidden in his left sleeve stabbed Yi Huawei's ribs like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole.

The tips of the short thorns flashed blue light, obviously containing a deadly poison.

Just when the blue light of the thorn tip was half an inch away from Yi Huawei's skin, Yi Huawei's chest suddenly sank three inches, and his whole body seemed to have been stripped of its bones and muscles. Then, he opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of foul air. The air contained his true energy, which instantly turned into countless ice cones when it encountered cold. The ice cones brought a bone-piercing chill and shattered the scales on the surface of the short thorn.

"What kind of martial arts is this?!"

Dongfang Bubai was shocked, his eyes widened instantly, and he looked at Yi Huawei in disbelief.

Yi Huawei seized this momentary flaw and used the opportunity to perform the "Qi Breaking Style". The Ningbi Sword in his hand shone brightly, and the tip of the sword pierced Dongfang Bubai's Qi Hai acupoint.

Dongfang Bubai reacted very quickly, tapping the snow with his toes. The silver butterfly pattern on his cloud-toed boots flashed a faint light under the snow. His body was like a kite, flying backwards and retreating seven feet away in an instant. During the backward flight, his body shape kept changing, using nine different body movements. Every time he changed direction, he left a footprint as light as a cicada's wing on the snow, which was difficult to detect without careful inspection.

Yi Huawei grabbed in the air with his right palm, his eyes showing a trace of disdain, and said coldly: "Is this all the Sun Moon Divine Cult is capable of?"

Dongfang Bubai's face turned cold, he hooked his toes on the branch, turned around, and sped up a bit, rushing straight towards Yi Huawei, hitting him in the face:
"Good boy, take my blow!"

"Well done!"

Yi Huawei's sword moves suddenly changed, he used the "Palm Breaking Style", the sword shadow flashed, and he attacked the Laogong acupoints on Dongfang Bubai's hands.

When it was three inches away from Dongfang Bubai's skin, Dongfang Bubai suddenly opened his mouth. A cold light shot out from the bottom of his tongue, and it turned out to be a three-edged bone-piercing cone.

"mean!"

Yi Huawei reacted quickly and dodged by tilting his head. The bone-piercing spike grazed his earlobe, leaving a string of blood beads, which flashed strangely under the snow light, and then fell on the snow, instantly melting a small piece of snow.

Yi Huawei frowned, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes. He raised his foot and stepped on the ground. Under the effect of his true qi, the snow on the ground instantly flew into the air. Every snowflake seemed to be given life and attached with Hunyuan true qi.

Dongfang Bubai saw this and waved his sleeves to shake off the snowflakes. However, he found that every snowflake, when it touched his black robe, was like a sharp knife, cutting thin cuts on it. The swastika pattern embroidered with gold thread was cracked in seven places, and the dark red satin surface was oozing with fine blood spots, which looked particularly shocking against the white snow.

"Go!"

Yi Huawei seized the opportunity and shouted loudly. His figure was like a black lightning, rushing towards Dongfang Bubai quickly. The long sword in his hand pierced Dongfang Bubai's right rib with an indomitable momentum. However, after the sword blade entered the flesh half an inch, it was difficult to advance any further. It turned out that Dongfang Bubai had clamped the sword with his powerful muscle strength. At the same time, Dongfang Bubai's left hand golden short thorn pierced Yi Huawei's eyes like lightning.

Yi Huawei reacted quickly, and with his middle and index fingers together, he flicked out a piece of jade. The jade was like a meteor, accurately knocking away the short thorn, and leaving a deep blood groove in Dongfang Bubai's palm that was visible to the bone. Blood gushed out of the blood groove, instantly dyeing Dongfang Bubai's palm red, dripping onto the snow, melting into red plum blossoms.

Dongfang Bubai retreated ten steps and opened the iron fan in his hand again, drawing a half-moon arc.

Suddenly, thirty-six steel spikes shot out from the fan, each with a fragment of human skin torn off. These fragments ignited when they met the wind, and instantly turned into thirty-six balls of green ghost fire, covering Yi Huawei.

Yi Huawei's face was grim as he used the Purple Cloud Technique. In an instant, the sword in his hand danced into a wheel, impenetrable.

The sword energy spread out, slashing away the will-o'-the-wisp fires one after another. When the will-o'-the-wisp fires were three feet away from him, they were dispersed by the protective qi. Sparks splashed on the snow, leaving thirty-six human-shaped scorch marks, which looked particularly strange in the snowy night.

(End of this chapter)