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Zheng Min stood in the attic of the teahouse and looked at the endless stream of people coming and going on Chang'an Street. She saw Su Guangren standing in the crowd on the street with his sword in his hand.

"Miss Zheng." Chen Feiyan called out to her from behind. Apparently, she was nervous.

"Sister Chen, you're here too?" Zheng Min turned around and answered.

"What are they doing?" Chen Feiyan quickly approached the window and looked out as well.

"I'm not sure either. Brother Fei just wants me to stay here and not run around. "Then how did you get here?" Zheng Min did her best to look in the direction Su Guangren was standing.

"When I went to visit my mother-in-law, she told me that Brother Wen Qing had some important matters to attend to, so I immediately rushed over." Despite Yan Wenqing's repeated rejection of Chen Feiyan, and the fact that they didn't laugh and chat together, Chen Feiyan would never forget to visit her grandma. When he went to visit the old granny today, the granny told Chen Feiyan about Yan Wenqing's anxious expression as she hurriedly left the house, also because she was worried that there was something going on with Yan Wenqing outside. Yan Wenqing had always been afraid that the old granny would worry about him, so he would not tell her about it. Chen Feiyan hurried to the teahouse on Changan Street as soon as she heard Yan Wenqing leaving.

Zheng Min pointed out Su Guangren's position to Chen Feiyan, who was looking around.

Of course, they wouldn't recklessly fight with those people because it was very difficult to find the real mastermind behind the scenes. When someone noticed Su Guangren, Yan Wenqing and Ni Fei, who were drinking tea in the distance, slightly nodded towards Su Guangren. They used this as a signal that someone had already fallen into the trap they had designed. The person who noticed Su Guangren immediately left. The three of them prepared to talk about how to deal with the killer who was going to appear with the bronze blade. He would definitely appear. And he must kill Su Guangren.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the killer with the huge bronze blade appeared. With a ferocious expression, he walked out of the crowd towards Su Guangren with the huge blade in his hand. Of course, all of this was in the eyes of Yan Wenqing and Ni Fei, who were looking down from above.

When the ferocious killer quickly walked towards Su Guangren with his heavy sabre in tow, Su Guangren stood in front and watched him. Su Guangren immediately started running when he entered, followed by Ni Fei who immediately ran down the stairs. He ran in the direction of Su Guangren, sticking close to the wall, so no one knew why he threw half a knife at Su Guangren. Seeing Su Guangren run away in pursuit of his killer, his large bronze blade made a sizzling sound. The people on the street immediately ran to the side of the street and looked at the two people running on the street in panic.

At this time, Yan Wenqing, who was sitting upright, leaped down from the stairs and blocked their path. The folding fan in Yan Wenqing's hand opened and closed, and the hand holding the Lan Hua Finger extended forward forcefully. Yan Wenqing immediately turned to his side and extended his right hand, while his left hand held the folding fan behind him. When she saw Yan Wenqing catch the poisonous needles that Guan Yue released, she immediately grabbed her pink handkerchief and jumped over with light steps. Seeing this, Yan Wenqing immediately dodged and left.

Chen Feiyan and Zheng Min, who were watching the scene on the street below, started to panic. They didn't know why they were down there, but they were worried as they watched the few of them sneakily run away.

Yan Wenqing did not run in the direction of Su Guangren, instead, he got closer and closer to a restaurant on the side of the street. Yan Wenqing did not run in the direction of Su Guangren, but approached a restaurant on the side of the street. Yan Wenqing climbed up the stairs, stepped on the railing, and jumped up to enter a room. Closing her eyes, Yan Wenqing followed closely behind, their qinggong was also impressive, the distance between her and Yan Wenqing was only about 3 zhang, Yan Wenqing jumped out of the room's window, he had completely revealed his flying skills, of course these spectators would not know that he was the hero in their hearts, the Yan Wenqing at this moment was only being chased by the demonic Qi in their hearts.

Yan Wenqing stepped on the rubble on the roof and stepped on the wall. His body was like a swallow winding around a beam as he danced like a butterfly. His clothes fluttered in the air as they quickly brushed past him, producing popping sounds.

Su Guangren was still running along the main street, holding his treasured sword tightly in his hand. His hair was scattered all over the back of his head, as though tiny needles were stabbing into the air, and the shadow of the bronze blade was dragging his robe behind him. Just like a snake, he was shuttling through the crowd, and there was only a distance of three feet between them. Just as Su Guangren was desperately running, he brushed past He Lintong, who was holding a sword. There was only a gust of wind, followed by a gust of wind, which blew past He Lintong, who inadvertently turned his head to look at the two people, who were quickly brushing past him. Although their speed was extremely fast, there was indeed a face that flashed across his mind.

Su Guangren ran to a patch of forest not far from Chang An Street. It was the same patch of forest where he and Ni Fei were chased by the snake shadows last time. His sword trembled slightly in his hand. It was not because he was afraid, nor was it because he was too tired, but because the sword was emitting traces of killing intent. This was a killing intent that had been brewing in the sword for a long time.

The snake shadow stood there motionlessly. His large bronze blade was still warm from the friction. The blade was also emitting killing intent, but it was an abject and cruel killing intent. Snake Shadow's face was always cold, as if he was born with a killer's mask, but no one could tell how cruel he was. He stared at Su Guangren with his cold eyes, staring at his throat and chest that could get stabbed at any time.

Ni Fei stood not far away as he watched the two confront each other. He was prepared to pull out the sword in his hand at any time, as long as Su Guangren needed it.

The sword in Su Guangren's hand and the big blade in Snake Shadow's hand finally slowly rose up with a heavy killing intent. As the aura of hatred in the air began to spread, Su Guangren stabbed towards the snake shadow. The sound of swords and sabers clashing against each other could be heard, and the sound of wind piercing through the forest could be heard.

Yan Wenqing finally stopped at a dilapidated wall. Facing the two of them, he slowly smoothed down the folding fan in his hands. There was no killing intent in his eyes, but there was also the generosity of extermination.

Clenching his Orchid Flower Finger, Guan Yue's feet slowly moved. His eyes never left Yan Wenqing's eyes and the fan in his hand.

The thumbs and forefingers of Shy Hua's two hands were holding the handkerchief, which was filled with poison, up and down. Her slim waist was gently twisting.

He saw the fan in Yan Wenqing's hand open up with a crackling sound. He lifted his right foot and stepped on the broken wall. Then, he leapt into the air, followed by the fan in his hand as he leaped towards the two of them. He heard the sound of the sword fan cutting through the air.