Knife splashing

Chapter 101: Fighting in the Dark
puff!

In the darkness, blood splattered everywhere.

One of the bandits who shot the arrow fell to the ground, holding his neck. His legs kicked wildly, and his throat made a hoarse sound. Soon he became silent.

Beside him, the three bandits who had shot arrows from behind were already dead.

Li Yan didn't even look at it. He lowered his body with the knife in hand, and ran towards another area silently but at an extremely fast speed.

To those merchants and gangsters, it seemed that everything around them was pitch black, the bandits were hiding in the darkness, there were arrows everywhere, and they were trapped in an ambush from all sides.

But when Li Yan used his magical powers, the scene became clear at a glance.

There were actually not many bandits, only less than two hundred people. More than fifty of them were divided into ten teams, each with five people, hiding in various areas.

The teams in the inn were relatively scattered and all had bonfires burning, making them obvious targets, while the enemy was hiding in the dark, which led to this scene.

To be honest, there are quite a few people in the underworld who are blocked on the road.

The bandits couldn't defeat them by force, so they had to resort to this tactic.

In a short period of time, Li Yan had killed three teams.

It's not that he is meddling, but if they allow the bandits to attack, most of the teams will collapse sooner or later. Once they flee, the bandits lying in ambush over there will attack them like a pack of wolves, and no one will be in good shape.

But one thing also puzzled him.

According to intelligence, there are at least seven or eight hundred bandits in the mountains. They have united together and are very powerful. Their retreat routes have also been cut off. Otherwise, how could they be trapped here?

But now, there are less than two hundred people...

Li Yan no longer had time to think about what had happened.

Now we have to break the deadlock as soon as possible.

Soon, he got behind another team.

Whoosh!Whoosh!
The flying knife whizzed out, and the two bandits immediately fell down, holding their necks.

"Be careful of An Qingzi!"

The remaining three bandits dodged in a hurry.

However, facing Li Yan who was also in the darkness, they no longer had any advantage. All they could hear was the sound of wind, screams, and the sound of a sharp blade cutting flesh, and then their eyes went black and they lost all hope of life.

Four teams were strangled in succession, and the hidden arrows suddenly became sparse. The Jianghu people holding the wooden planks also reacted and shouted, "There are not many of them. Everyone, stay calm and don't be fooled and run around!"

The bandits had naturally noticed it long ago.

"Village leader, over there!"

A hoarse voice was heard from the bandit group, followed by several rockets whizzing in.

Li Yan dodged it in time.

Puff puff!
The rocket penetrated the ground and immediately ignited the weeds.

But Li Yan had already escaped into the darkness and was heading towards another team.

But when he was halfway there, he leaped up and hid behind a nearby tree trunk.

Puff puff!
Three more rockets plunged into the ground.

The other side has a warlock!
Li Yan immediately made a guess.

Eyes, ears and nose are all clear.

Either way, he could sense his location.

It was not that he was careless, but it was only after leaving Xianyang City and Zhongnan Mountain that he realized how rare sorcerers were. Along the way, apart from him and Wang Daoxuan, he didn't see a single one.

This is the true situation of Xuanmen.

There are many people in the Xuanmen, but they are very scarce compared to the crowd.

Most of the people in the Xuanmen either hide in the mountains to practice asceticism or make a living in big cities. Even the weakest witch or sorcerer is a capable person in the surrounding area.

In some places, sorcerers have never appeared, just like in Lijiabao. If he had not experienced it personally, he probably would not have known about the existence of Xuanmen.

Even in the martial arts world, not everyone can access the Xuanmen.

Is there a sorcerer among these bandits?

If a sorcerer helps,

Why would he be scared by Lao Longzhai's methods and run away?

Li Yan was puzzled, but his reaction was quick. He blew the whistle in his mouth immediately and ran quickly to avoid being locked by the opponent.

Chirp! Tweet!

Whistles of varying lengths echoed through the night sky.

This is their unique signal, and only Wang Daoxuan and Sharifei know it.

After giving the signal, Li Yan put away his whistle, took out a piece of yarrow, wrapped it around his left hand, pinched the magic formula, stepped on the Gang step, and whispered: "Nuo Gao, the great-grandson Wang Jia is the only one who can open it. Liujia Qinglong, Liuyi Fengxing, Liubing Mingtang, Liuding Yinzhong..."

As Baopu Mountaineering Technique was performed, the aura around his body quickly converged.

Li Yan had already mastered this technique.

Although Luo Mingzi said it was a mountaineering technique and the so-called invisibility was just to hide the body in front of the fog, Li Yan discovered more wonderful uses.

For example, if you conceal your aura, the opponent's warlock will not be able to detect you.

But he could still smell the other person.

All the teams in the inn were already on alert, the bandits' plan was broken, and Li Yan was too lazy to look for the remaining people who shot the sneak attack, so he hid carefully.

He had to wait for an opportunity to kill the opponent's warlock first.

He knew that this opportunity would definitely come...

……

"There's a warlock among the bandits!"

On the other side, Wang Daoxuan's face immediately became solemn when he heard the whistle in the darkness, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Sha, help me set up the altar to protect the law!"

"Good Le!"

Upon hearing this, Sharifei immediately put away his sword and quickly helped Wang Daoxuan set up a simple altar, while at the same time quietly protecting him behind him.

After several battles, the three of them had already developed a tacit understanding of cooperation.

Sha Lifei knew what he had to do. The escort Wu Mao stared at him with his eyes wide open. He had heard that Li Yan was not only a swordsman, but also a Taoist priest, and had a Taoist priest by his side.

But looking at the situation, is there going to be a temporary fight?
Well, it’s the first time he’s seen it.

Aren't warlocks good at cursing people behind their backs?

Wang Daoxuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and said in a deep voice to the person beside him: "Boss Zhou, I'm afraid I have to trouble you."

"It should."

Team leader Zhou understood immediately and respectfully took out a shrine from the wooden box. It was covered with a red cloth. It was the soldier soul that had been invited from the mass grave before.

Wang Daoxuan placed it on the altar, lit three incense sticks first, walked around the shrine three times, then inserted the incense and carefully lifted the red cloth.

In an instant, a cold and murderous atmosphere spread out, and candlelight floated around.

Wang Daoxuan couldn't help but praise: "Boss Zhou did a good job."

He knew that the Chunfeng Class treated him very well.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will protect you for a long time and will not cause trouble.

"The master seems to like listening to opera very much..."

Boss Zhou smiled and nodded quickly.

People in Guanzhong generally respectfully address gods as "Laoye".

Although this person was a soldier's soul transformed into a ghost spirit with a strong murderous aura, he seemed to enjoy listening to operas and was very calm. It was because of this that they were able to stabilize their position and perform two ghost operas to make a name for themselves.

"Opera originally originated from Nuo opera to entertain gods..."

Wang Daoxuan responded casually, and then his expression became solemn. He paused the peach wood sword in his hand, then stepped on the magic circle, spit out water from his mouth, and activated the altar.

"Edict!"

Wang Daoxuan picked up the decree, pointed it into the air, then quickly turned sideways and slapped the altar three times. Then he raised the peach wood sword, and the black jar and yellow talisman on the altar broke.

Suddenly, cold wind blew all around.

No matter the porters or the young and old members of the Chunfeng Squad, they all swallowed their saliva and dared not speak. They vaguely knew that this was the control of the soldiers.

Of course, what they didn’t know was that Wang Daoxuan had no magic lineage to support him, and his Taoism was low, so he only received a pitiful little Yin soldier.

The only thing we can do is to keep an eye out and get information.

That’s why we ask the souls of the soldiers from the Spring Breeze Class for help.

The peach wood sword in Wang Daoxuan's hand trembled slightly, and he chanted a spell rapidly, so fast that people couldn't hear what he said, and then he suddenly pointed at the night sky.

Call ~
A cold wind blew everywhere, and everyone felt a chill, which then quickly disappeared.

In the woods, Li Yan held his hands tightly together, not letting out a single bit of his energy.

The sorcerer among the bandits was probably not very skilled, as even his most basic invisibility technique could not be detected.

At this moment, he was close to the main force of the bandits, less than a hundred meters away.

Suddenly, he looked up at the night sky, a smile appearing on his lips.

Of course he recognized the smell of Wang Daoxuan's Yin soldiers.

As long as he could find the movements of the bandit sorcerer, when the bandits attacked, he would be able to kill them in the chaos and avoid future troubles.

Many warlocks are indeed not good at martial arts, and once they are approached by a master, they are mostly doomed to die.

But after truly entering the mysterious world, he realized how terrible the lethality could be if a sorcerer was guarded by someone and set up an altar to cast spells.

"Humph, you dare to cast a spell and spy on me!"

A cold voice sounded among the crowd of bandits.

Then, Li Yan's expression changed slightly.

He smelled three cold and murderous scents.

Among the many bandits, there was a man guarding someone with disheveled hair and a Tai Chi diagram painted on his forehead with cinnabar. He was none other than You Laosi, a sorcerer from Jiangzuo who had once been worshipped by the Iron Knife Gang.

He hid in the Iron Knife Gang, on the one hand using Zheng Heibei's power to make money, and on the other hand secretly plotting to seize the treasures that were about to be formed in the Longchang Opera Troupe.

The most precious treasure in the world is the statue itself.

The statue is made of extraordinary wood and has been worshipped by the Longchang Opera Troupe for a hundred years. In addition, it is located in a spiritual place of feng shui in a yang house. It has the thousand-year-old charm of Xianyang City and has heard the joys and sorrows of the opera troupe, making it a treasure.

If he hadn't happened to listen to an opera, he wouldn't have discovered this thing.

Later on, the statue lost its spiritual charm and no one knew where it was.

If he could obtain this item and refine it with evil methods, he would be able to obtain a powerful bodyguard. For this reason, he did not hesitate to wait in Xianyang City for several years.

Unfortunately, this news was still told to Luo Shihai by the living ghost.

Luo Shihai became furious and went to the Tiedao Gang to arrest people himself.

Although You Laosi escaped the disaster with the help of a secret method, he knew that the treasure would be difficult to obtain. In addition, without the cover of the Iron Knife Gang, he was afraid that the Law Enforcement Hall would find him, so he ran out of Xianyang City overnight.

He had the ability to hear, and because of that, he was able to detect the attack in advance that night. He was also the one who pointed out Li Yan's location just now.

Naturally, he could not hide the secrets of the evil soldiers sent by Wang Daoxuan.

You Laosi also set up an altar, but on the altar were straw men, blood basins, corpse rice, bone powder, and even children's skulls. It was obvious that this was not a law-abiding altar.

When You Laosi noticed the evil soldiers in the night sky, his eyes were full of disdain. He smiled sinisterly, picked up the straw man, bowed three times to the sky, then picked up a yellow talisman and stuck it directly on the straw man.

In an instant, the straw man turned cold and took on the aura of a ghost.

You Laosi placed the straw man on the altar.

There were three small arrows placed next to the straw man, and each arrow was covered with blood-colored talismans.

He picked up a talisman arrow, pinched the magic formula, held it in his hand, and chanted: "The sky is dark, the earth is dark, the God ordered me to capture the soul, the left calls the six Jia, the right calls the six Ding, the front is the emperor, the back is Yue Zhang, the sky locks the soul, the earth locks the spirit, hurry up and obey the command!"

After saying that, he thrust the arrow into the straw man.

Li Yan stared at the sky in a daze.

The ghost soldiers hovering above disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, the wandering soul jar on Wang Daoxuan's altar also shattered with a crackling sound...

(End of this chapter)