Chapter 145: The Refining of Knife Spectrum

The so-called dark moon and high killing night, Yan Yixi witnessed a group of people in black suddenly appear in the teahouse, first of all, thinking of the idiom of killing and killing.

She dodged inside again and hesitated whether to remind the shopkeeper, but after the reminder, she didn't let her identity be suspected. So she swayed for a long time. The men in black seemed to have been instructed and disappeared one by one.

She squeezed her lips and decided to see the situation. Maybe a group of peerless masters were ambushed around the teahouse... So she sneaked back to the dormitory and squatted by the window to listen carefully to the situation outside.

Ten minutes later, when her squatted legs were numb, there was a sudden movement! First of all, a teacup upstairs fell to the ground, and then after being quiet for two seconds, the sound of the sword colliding sounded.

At the same time, the ambush man in black seemed to no longer hide. The sound of fierce collisions one after another sounded like a three-dimensional bad sound, which made people panic whether the enemy was around them.

"What...what's wrong?" The roommate in the dormitory was awakened by the sound, rubbed his eyes and sat up. As soon as she sat up, she found that the silver-white window illuminated by the moonlight sprinkled bright red blood on it with a thorn, like a thick ink painting.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!!!"

Screams cut through the night that should have been quiet.

Yan Yixi pretended to tremble and prevent them from running out of the house, and said that the knife and gun outside were eyeless and were accidentally killed by mistake. Unfortunately, they felt that it was safer to stay in the room, because if an enemy ran in, they could not escape, so they pushed Yan Yixi's hand away and ran out in a hurry. Go.

Yan Yixi shook her head. It was impossible for her to run out to protect them. She reminded her that it was already benevolent and righteous, so she wrapped the quilt and hid by the bed, only showed a pair of eyes and looked at the scene outside the door.

It turns out that the tea artist is the guard of the teahouse... Because of the lack of urgency, they only wear single clothes to fight with the enemy, which is very different from the usual elegant appearance of making tea. No wonder the tea artist of the teahouse is always full, which is simply internal selection.

"Wow..." Blood burst out, and another scarlet blood splashed on the wooden door. This time, a head cut by a sharp sword flew straight into the room, and his eyes stared at her with a big eye.

Yan Yixi paused and screamed in panic: "Death, dead people!!!"

"Shut up!" Before she finished screaming, a tea artist with a bloody sword came in and shouted, and then she warned and looked at her, "If you don't want to die, stay here all the time, or you can accompany your roommate!"

Yan Yixi nodded timidly and simply wrapped herself in a quilt - it seems that this group of tea artists is very energetic, and the people in black should not be able to help them. In this way, she doesn't have to be afraid that her identity will be suspected.

It's just that things are not as good as they are.

Just like at this time, the battle site had been moved from the backyard to the front yard, but a man in black chased a tea artist until he fled into the room where Yan Yixi was.

Yan Yixi was a little sleepy, and her head was still little by little - there was no doubt that she had been in the demon world for so long, even if there was a horrible head staring at her in front of her, she was still numb and wanted to sleep.

The man in black was stunned for a moment, but soon he didn't let himself show a stunned expression.

But Yan Yixi has seen it... She raised her eyebrows and raised her eyebrows. Oh, she is very lucky. She can guess it casually. God knows that she only knows a force called Jixiang Pharmacy.

Since she asked the enemy's master, it's better to silence it as soon as possible. The next moment, she wrapped her hand and immediately tied the man in black who wanted to escape. With a slight effort, she twisted one of the legs of the man in black!

The man in black shouted bitterly and barely stood his body with one leg, and looked at her eyes very fiercely. He jumped up with the remaining leg and patted her fiercely with all the energy condensed in his hand! This time, I'm afraid I want to hit it with all my strength!

Unprepared, Yan Yixi could only slightly delay his speed by a few seconds with winding, and his right hand also poured a steady stream of energy and hit him hard!

"Boom!!"

It is visible to the naked eye! There is a circle of energy between the two people, which suddenly exerts the hot energy, and the evaporated fine energy also turns into a strong wind, moving like a tornado in the small space!

Yan Yixi only felt that her shoulders were sinking, and the palm of her hand was invaded by a cold energy. Then when she condensed all the energy in the palm of her hand, the cold energy was dispersed for a moment. In the stalemate after the expulsion, she was blown head-on by the wind! The shaved face was faintly painful, but only after three seconds, all the deadlocked energy suddenly closed, like the turbulent waves, and all the strong wind and hot energy disappeared!

"Hiss..." In the strange silence, the man in black seemed to be still in mid-air by time. His face, which was still intact, suddenly broke up little by little, and then his whole body suddenly exploded! The minced meat was sprinkled all over the ground! Then, some black things were corroding in those minced meat, and gradually only a black stagnanant water was left flowing.

Yan Yixi breathed a slight sigh of relief. It turned out that her energy was also quite deep. In this way, she actually won! He also used the last trick of the knife spectrum to the fullest.

The corners of her mouth are slightly raised, so that her tin knife spectrum is all refined, right? She understood the meaning of the Xishang knife, and she also used the last move of the basic move of the Xishang knife spectrum...

"Who the hell are you...?" The tea artist's slightly weak voice sounded beside him.

Yan Yixi patted his head and looked at the tea artist's alert eyes, and was a little helpless: "In a word, I'm not the enemy of Mo Weisheng."

"Cough..." The tea artist covered his chest, a little weak, and the box in his arms also rolled down beside him.

Yan Yixi looked at the box, and the tea artist also looked at her warily. He wanted to stretch out his hand and try to pick up the box again, but Yan Yixi had reached out and grabbed it.

"You! Cough! Cough, cough, cough..." The result of the tea artist's breath was that he coughed for a long time, and then showed a fierce look in her eyes. I believe that if she still had a trace of energy, I'm afraid she would have passed!

"I'll give this to the shopkeeper, and you can rest assured." Yan Yixi knew that she would not trust others easily, so she put the box in the hair circle space and simply jumped out of the second bed frame without her consent. As soon as she landed, she felt that the food was too full and full of her throat, but she was always a little far from the breakthrough.

If you can take advantage of the victory...

She waved an ice knife, also moved in the black stagnant water all over the ground, and strode out - if it was exposed, it would be exposed! You can't kill the tea artist, just help him, whatever the result is! Anyway, she doesn't have to be here!

Breakthrough is the most important thing!