Emmm... It doesn't matter anymore. Li Qingcha turned around and ran away without looking back, quickly leaving the sound of fighting behind him. She turned into the street and headed straight for the imperial envoy's office. Because of the sudden war, all the people hid in their homes. The bright moon was in the sky, casting a light silver glow like a veil. The buildings on both sides of the street seemed to be covered with a layer of light frost that gradually turned white. The open space between the buildings fell into shadow, as if hiding something. Li Qingcha suddenly slowed down his pace. As a demon sect monk, although his intuition is not as good as that of a warrior, his judgment of danger is still quite accurate. She stepped back slowly.
Suddenly, a black object was thrown at my feet. The thing fell to the ground and spun several times, with one end still emitting strange black smoke and making a slight "sizzling" sound. Li Qingcha's first reaction was to throw the grenade, and he subconsciously wanted to lie down. But soon, she turned the corner. Where are the grenades in this world? Just as she was about to ride on her sister, the black thing began to emit sparks, and then shot out a string of sparks, heading straight into the night sky, exploding the sky with red and gold. The fireworks were as gorgeous as chrysanthemums, blooming beautifully in the sky, making the bright moon pale in comparison. Li Qingcha was stunned. Fireworks message! She was familiar with this thing. She had used it when she ordered the garrison troops to fire artillery to bombard the beach just now. She grasped the streamer around her waist almost instantly. At the same time, the person who was setting off fireworks in the dark didn't bother to hide his figure. He jumped out and slashed at Li Qingcha with his samurai sword. Clang—— The sword was unsheathed in an instant, and the tip of the knife accurately touched the opponent's wrist, then it changed from stabbing to cutting, and directly chopped off the assassin's right hand. The assassin then howled like a wounded beast: "Ah!!!! @#*￥%..." After that, they spoke Yingsang language. "Shut up!" The sword flashed, He acted without mercy and directly wiped the opponent's neck.
Li Qingcha knew that since the other party used fireworks to send a message, it meant that there must be other accomplices lying in ambush around him, and he had to evacuate as soon as possible. After all, Gu She still had several ninth-rank monks who had not appeared yet. Although the eighth rank has a realm of suppression, if the opponent attacks in groups... She continued to run towards the imperial envoy's office. There were two hundred soldiers from the Beijing camp at the headquarters, and even a ninth-rank cultivator could not launch a head-on attack. Unfortunately, things did not develop in the expected direction. The back-up plan of the ambush set by Gu was quite calculated. He seemed to have divided the area between the dock and the imperial envoy's office into a grid. Each of his trusted followers was responsible for his own grid, which could block Li Qingcha's progress layer by layer. The purpose of doing this is to delay time until all the people on our side gather together. Li Qingcha killed two more people without stopping. In the end, he was stopped by a ninth-rank monk from Yingsang. For a ninth-rank cultivator, this is definitely enough to delay the time. Li Qingcha took a deep breath and held the scabbard with his right hand. At this moment, a girl's voice suddenly exploded in her ears: "Watch out to the left!" Clang—— The stream of light slashed wildly to the left. Chapter 254: Battle with Backs to the Wall Add more. ￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥ sizzle- There was a grinding sound in the air, followed by a miserable scream. A ninth-rank cultivator was defeated in a sword fight and was kicked away by Li Qingcha. Li Qingcha looked around. "One, two..." "No need to count." Luo Weiyang's voice sounded behind him. "There are five cultivators in total, all of them are ninth-rank cultivators, and they are warriors." Li Qingcha turned around.
The girl's pupils were lifeless, like a blind person, but her eyes were like clear and transparent spring water. This state clearly shows that he is using the Qi-gazing technique. "Weiyang, your combat power is a little weak, why..." He was interrupted before he could finish his words. "I have to come! If I don't come, you will be besieged by five ninth-rank monks and you will definitely lose sight of the others and die." "Won't……" "You are not allowed to show off!" The word Luo Weiyang used was "not allowed". Li Qingcha was stunned. The girl looked at the group of Yingsang monks who had surrounded her and whispered, "They are all warriors, and they practice the same technique. They must be very powerful when they work together. It is far beyond the ability of an eighth-rank monk to deal with them, not to mention..." She looked at a distance. "There are more than a dozen Yingsang people coming to surround this area." Li Qingcha snorted. One sixth-rank plus five ninth-rank plus a dozen martial artists. Gu She’s back-up plan was indeed powerful, but not as strong as imagined. If Jian Zengren hadn’t hired Nightingale, he would have been the one with a clear victory. She held the girl, facing several monks, and slowly retreated into the alley. Although there is no way to retreat, there is no need to worry about being attacked from both sides. Luo Weiyang lowered her voice. "What on earth is Gu She thinking? He has so many loyal subordinates. Isn't it good for him to be alive?" Li Qingcha smiled, "For someone like Gu She, losing everything he worked so hard for would be better off dead." "Let him die, why drag you into this..." "You have to allow people to retaliate." As he spoke, Li Qingcha always had a faint smile on his face. Luo Weiyang's mood gradually calmed down. She continued, "Where are your two cousins?" Li Qingcha sighed. "I was tripped up by two sixth-rank people, one is Gu She's man, and the other is Jian Zengren's man." "Tsk..."
"Also, I'd like to remind you that Jian Zengren is also seeking revenge." "I know." While chatting about these gossips, the two retreated to the deepest part of the alley. Luo Weiyang leaned against the wall. Li Qingcha protected her behind him. This is considered a classic stance in horror movies. If Luo Weiyang hugged Li Qingcha's arm and Li Qingcha held up a torch, he would definitely be killed in the next second. Fortunately, Li Qingcha had Liuguang in his hand. The blade made a slight buzzing sound, as if it was excited about the upcoming battle. Li Qingcha slowly raised the knife, and his Qi was running wildly throughout his body. Then, close your eyes. "Weiyang, you are my eyes now." Luo Weiyang was stunned. "what are you up to?" "..." "..." Li Qingcha did not give a direct answer. The alley was so quiet that the only sound one could hear was the slight sound of the Yingsang people's wooden clogs stepping on the ground. Li Qingcha sneered and stabbed the tip of the knife into the ground. Then, dust shot out in all directions. Luo Weiyang was surprised to find that although the soil was falling to the ground, it was like an endless waterfall, forming a layer of sand curtain. It was difficult for ordinary people to see things through the sand curtain. Li Qingcha had just watched Gong Lianxue and Xiang Nanyu use Tongjian, and it was not without gain. This is what she gained. Unfortunately, the sand curtain barrier cannot stop the opponent. The Yingsang people began to chatter with each other. suddenly, "Right hand!" The girl shouted. The stream of light slashed to the right, piercing the sand curtain almost at the same time as the attacking samurai sword.
Ding-- There was a crisp sound. After the samurai sword was thrown back into the sand curtain, a scream of pain was heard from the other side. There was intermittent cursing afterwards. This cooperation gave Luo Weiyang a great boost of confidence. "We can win! As long as we delay long enough, the soldiers from the Beijing camp will arrive and we will be saved."