Chapter 58 New

Year The battle officially kicked off in the square where the martial arts conference was held. The sounds of fighting, shouting, and the clash of weapons resounded throughout Yucheng.

The people of Yucheng had all evacuated, and only the martial arts sects were still here.

For a while, they were a little confused about who was better.

The sects headed by the Shang Sect had already secretly gathered many disciples to Yucheng.

In addition to the elders and masters who led the team, there were only a few disciples left in other sects.

Gu Jue wore a black robe and mingled in the crowd, searching for the immortal sword to harvest the lives of one person after another.

Blood splashed on his body, soaking his clothes, but the color of the blood could not be seen.

At the same time, in the house where Jiyue Pavilion was located.

The three Dark Night Lords, who had come to Jiyue Pavilion with eight thousand taels to buy Gu Jue's life, broke in with a group of people.

But they never expected that the person sitting inside was not Tian Shu.

Tian Shu was now leading other people from Jiyue Pavilion to ambush in the dark of the square, waiting for an opportunity to act, and secretly took many lives.

It was just that they received the news about Jiyue Pavilion too late, and they were caught off guard.

In the room, the person sitting in the center was a man in red, wearing a silver mask.

Due to the dim light in the room, the three Lords could not see his appearance clearly.

But he recognized the people standing on the left and right of the man.

The one on the left is Yuheng, the fifth of the Jiyue Seven Stars.

On the right is Tianji, the third of the Jiyue Seven Stars.

A man and a woman, one on the left and one on the right, stood guard beside this person.

The three lords of Dark Night suddenly felt panic in their hearts, panic for no reason.

The man sat casually, with a hint of laziness, and did not even lower his head when looking at him, but just glanced at him lightly with the eyes under the mask.

Just seeing it made him feel cold all over.

He guessed the identity of this person in his mind.

The master of Jiyue Pavilion.

After all, Tian Shu, as the deputy master of the pavilion, did not have such an intimidating pressure.

"I know what you want to do, Luo Yu."

The person above spoke, his voice was casual and he didn't care.

He knew his name.

For a long time in Dark Night, he had been called the third lord, even several lords just called him the third brother or the third brother.

No one has called Luo Yu for many years, and even he himself feels a little strange about the name.

Why does he know? The reason why

they came here is actually very simple. When Qiong Yu Lou was in existence, Anye had always been inferior to Qiong Yu Lou and had been the eternal second.

After waiting for a long time for Qiong Yu Lou to be destroyed, they thought they would finally be able to turn the tables.

Halfway through, Jiyue Pavilion showed up.

They thought it was a small character and nothing to be afraid of.

Who knew that in just one year, Jiyue Pavilion had grown to the level of being on par with them, Anye.

Jiyue Pavilion was coming to this martial arts conference, and Anye had known for a long time, and they wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of Jiyue Pavilion.

As far as they know, the Jiyue Seven Stars have hardly ever taken action, and their true strength is unknown. They

are said to be miraculous in the martial arts world, but in fact, few people have ever seen them.

As long as they get rid of the Jiyue Pavilion, Anye will be the undisputed number one killer organization, and no one will stand in their way.

But how could the extremely mysterious Jiyue Pavilion Master, who has never shown his face, be in Yucheng?

Although there are very few rumors about the Jiyue Pavilion Master.

It is possible that he has developed the Jiyue Pavilion to its current level within a year, so how could he be just an ordinary person?

Luo Yu clenched his fists and strengthened his confidence. On the surface, he was calm, but on the inside he was already in a panic.

The Jiyue Pavilion Master smiled.

"You, An Ye, are really funny."

"What?"

"You used to be like dogs and grandsons in front of Qiong Yu Lou, not daring to say a word. Now that Qiong Yu Lou has collapsed, you have become tough."

"Then what do you think you can act so arrogantly in front of Ji Yue Ge? I know all your little thoughts, but I don't care about the dog barking a few times."

"You really think you are big shots. Do you have the ability to get rid of Ji Yue Ge? Among the killer organizations in the world today, Ji Yue Ge is second to none. No one can claim to be the first. Are you worthy of it, An Ye?"

His words were calm and unhurried from beginning to end. Even though Luo Yu was accompanied by so many people, he did not show any cowardice.

As he spoke, he raised his hand to Yuheng beside him. Yuheng understood and left his side, standing in front of Luoyu and his men.

He drew out his sword.

The voice of the Master of Jiyue Pavilion came from behind him.

"Give them one hand."

Yuheng smiled and put one hand behind his back. He was confident.

The voice of the Master of Jiyue Pavilion was tinged with a smile.

"As long as you can kill Yuheng, put the knife on my neck, and take my life."

...

Yuheng's sword was very fast, so fast that Luoyu could not react at all. All the people he brought died, and the blood was cut off.

He was stepped on by Yuheng, and the man above him, dressed in red, walked slowly to him and glanced at him from above.

He saw a pair of scary eyes, and the lips of the Master of Jiyue Pavilion opened and closed, like the whisper of a devil.

"Dark night, what a fart."

After the man stepped over him and walked out of the door, Yuheng's sword pierced his heart.

"Don't dirty our Master's robe."

...

The night gradually darkened, and there was a fire. The houses around Yucheng were engulfed in flames.

The heavy snow melted before it fell to the ground.

Yu Chi stood on the pavilion of the Wulin League, looking at the fire in the distance, with no one behind him.

"How is it going?"

Someone appeared from the darkness and stood behind him. Tianxuan held the sword, with fire flashing in his eyes.

"Not too good, not too bad."

Yu Chi raised his eyebrows.

"It seems like it was not said. This nonsense is good."

"..."

...

Yan Weixiu wiped his face. The tip of his gun was still bleeding. He was a little exhausted.

Mu Yanming and he stood back to back.

"What time is it?"

Yan Weixiu asked Mu Yanming.

"Probably, the end of the Xu hour."

While speaking, he killed two more people who rushed up.

"It's taking so long. It will be another hour before New Year's Eve is over..."

They were all a little numb from constantly swinging their weapons.

At this moment, in the fight of blood and sweat, they were actually exhausted and their internal strength was used up. The reason they were still able to stand was their perseverance.

Gu Jue saw the cold light coming towards them.

"Mu Yanming!!"

He cried out in surprise. Mu Yanming turned around, but before he could react, he was pushed away by Yan Weixiu.

An arrow with a cold light pierced through Yan Weixiu's arm, and the arrow was stained with Yan Weixiu's blood.

"Yan Weixiu!"

Mu Yanming was about to pull Yan Weixiu away, but Yan Weixiu tilted his head to look at him, and smiled, calmly and relieved.

He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, an arrow followed closely behind another arrow, one after another.

But this time, the arrow pierced through Yan Weixiu's heart.

He held the gun tightly and supported himself on the ground. He didn't fall down, but he vomited blood. His weak voice reached Mu Yanming's ears.

"I just want to rest assured that I won't go down, Ah Sui..."

His voice was trembling, and the blood on his face fell down and dripped onto the dirty snow. I don't know if it was his tears.

Gu Jue had just killed the man who shot an arrow at Mu Yanming. He turned around and saw this scene. He was furious for a moment.

"Deserve to die!"

The Xunxian Sword shook in his hand, and he threw it straight out. The sound of the sword blade broke through the air, and it flew like a stream of light, passing through another person's chest and fixed on the wall behind that person.

Gu Jue went over and took the sword back.

Mu Yanming was furious, and so was Gu Jue.

The venue turned into a sea of ​​blood and corpses. When it was finally over, all he could smell was the strong smell of blood.

Gu Jue lost his strength, and the Xunxian Sword fell to the ground. He fell into a warm and familiar embrace, surrounded by the cold fragrance of sandalwood.

He pulled Yu Chi's sleeve, his voice exhausted.

"Yu Chi, Yan Weixiu... Yan Weixiu..."

Yu Chi handed Gu Jue to Tian Xuan and walked in front of Yan Weixiu.

He placed his hand on Yan Weixiu's neck.

He pursed his lips.

Everyone around him relaxed their strength, some sat down, some lay down, and some even rolled and crawled to Yan Weixiu and Yu Chi. They

were so cautious that they didn't even dare to breathe.

Now it's past midnight, and it's a new year again.

Yu Chi looked into Gu Jue's eyes through the crowd, and then he lowered his eyes.