The night is thick and the eyes are almost unable to see.

The faint shadows ahead moved strangely, silently walking on the eaves and walls, falling into a small arch bridge, and dozens of murderous black shadows could be seen.

In the masked face, pairs of sharp eyes stared at the darkness in the corner ahead.

There were several figures walking quietly there, and after careful identification, you could vaguely see a few short shadows.

He is from the Duanmu family!

The masked black shadow was about to step forward, but a figure behind suddenly stood up and stopped them, "It's not the time to do it."

"Sir Xiaohua, they are right in front of us, so let us leave?" Heiying frowned, not understanding what Hua Xieying was trying to do. He was the one who came to catch people, and he was the one who didn't do it.

"Wait a little longer, they are from the Duanmu family. They are proficient in various formations. You have also seen the sword formation of one person. If one group goes up, there will be heavy casualties."

As soon as Hua Xieying's words came out, they worked. The black shadows slowly retreated and were still afraid of the Duanmu family's formation.

"Puff!"

Before they could observe, the sound of breaking through the air suddenly came in front of them. There was a sound from the Duanmu family, and someone was shot and arrowed.

Hua Xieying couldn't help but be shocked and shouted softly: "Who fired the arrow!"

"Mr. Xiaohua is from Lord Qin!" The subordinates beside Hua Xieying whispered.

Hua Xieying's face changed slightly.

Qin Wei was the emperor's closest eagle claw, and he acted decisively and ruthlessly. He always carried out the Duanmu family's tracking. If he knew about the Duanmu family, he would be his. His actions at this time also meant that there were no powerful people there guarding these old and young people, and the Duanmu family was too careless.

It’s not that he is unwilling to let the other party go, he really has no way out.

“Hand it.”

Hua Xieying gritted her teeth and said.

Everyone ran up.

The suppressed impact of the night was released, and the Duanmu family members were not panicked after being shot to death. Even if they were so sad, they had to endure it and not harm others.

"Sword Setting Formation."

Duanju Xinglan and others set up an escort sword formation, blocking the attacking rain of arrows in front of them.

Soon, many black shadows rushed out from other directions, all of which were coming towards Duanmu's family.

At this moment, Hua Xieying and the others joined in, and the Duanmu family was surrounded and had no way to retreat.

"Don't kill anyone. They are all old and weak women. If they can catch them, they will catch them."

Hua Xieying shouted and half of the people rushing in front obviously weakened their momentum, while the other half was not Hua Xieying's control, so there was no need for them to obey Hua Xieying's meaning in everything.

"Puff!"

The few who were in front of him took action first, grabbed a child and a woman, and stabbed him to death without saying a word.

Hua Xieying's face became extremely ugly, and she was so angry that she blocked the man who was trying to kill, "What are you doing? Did I ask you to kill someone?"

"Lord Xiaohua, these are all traitors. In our eyes, there are no old, weak, sick and disabled, only orders and prisoners!"

"Bang!"

Hua Xieying angrily slammed out a palm, shaking the man so that he took a few steps forward. A sword energy flashed and slashed the man horizontally.

The Duanmu family came over and saw the children and women who could not afford to get up, and their bodies could not help but tremble.

"The Northern Tang Dynasty is too damned!"

The roar of eyes that was about to break through the sky, and the sad sound was silent.

Hua Xieying fought against the two figures facing each other, and the murderous aura swept across the board, and the scene of chaos.

The immature sword formation is somewhat ineffective. Facing such a master as Hua Xieying, he can only stop people outside.

Coupled with the encirclement of several black shadows, it was powerless.

The old men of the Duanmu family stood in the center of the formation sword, staring at the people coming from all directions with resentment.

The youngest guarding around was only eleven or twelve years old. The child standing in the center looked angry, holding the dagger that had been pulled away, staring at the people who were killing their lives.

There is no despair in the child's eyes, only countless resentment and coldness.

Being able to force the child into this way shows how much hardship they have suffered along the way and how much life and death they have seen.

A family of Duanmu clan is as big as that of hundreds of people, and now there are less than one hundred people left.

But they are all old, weak, sick and disabled, mostly women.

The men have sacrificed more than half of them to protect them.

Hua Xieying looked at the sword ritual, swept the unripe sword formation, and rushed towards his ten-year-old child, his eyes a little sore, and his sword move changed, and he did not take the child's life.

After being counterattacked, Duan Ju Xinglan swept across from the front and caught the child and sent him to a safe position behind.

Duanmu Fangkong and the others had been dragged down by Qin Wei and the others, and it was no longer possible to rush over.

"Bang bang bang!"

Someone came over and broke the move.

A black shadow slanted out, and the black hat cloaked most of the faces.

Hua Xieying frowned, and saw that the person was a little different. Several people behind him easily entered the central position.

The other party is a master of breaking the formation!

Duanju Xinglan discovered the other party and was shocked. He didn't care that Hua Xieying hurt him behind her back and rushed in that direction.

Hua Xieying suddenly stopped the sword move when Duanju Xinglan turned around.

"when!"

Duanju Xinglan blocked the opponent's sharp sword swept towards Duanmu Lerong and others, and attacked head-on.

In a few moments, they had already passed several moves.

Duan Ju Xinglan took off the other party’s hat, saw the other party’s appearance clearly, and his face changed slightly, “Situ Xuanlu!”

Situ Xuanlu curled his lips and let out a short sneer, "Duanju Xinglan, you are too far from Duanmu Zunyue, you are no match for me at all!"

"break!"

The sword in Situ Xuanlu's hand was horizontal and made a false move. The barrier that was crossed in front was immediately broken by him.

The people around him rushed in like a flood of beasts, and instantly took two lives.

The woman standing in front of the children and the elderly fell to the ground in silence.

Duanju Xinglan and others had ferocious eyes, shouted angrily, and fought hard.

Hua Xieying looked at their cruel behavior and frowned. It was too late to stop it.

He was also regarded as an enemy by the Duanmu family. Two or three people joined forces to attack him, and his moves were cruel.

The sword formation is chaotic and fierce.

He is worthy of being a member of the Duanmu family. Even if he is in prison, he can fight hard and hold them back.

The people around Hua Xieying were already feeling the difficulty.

Situ Xuanlu saw that they kept the gap again, narrowed his black eyes and sneered gloomyly, "The Duanmu family will be extinct here tonight!"

Situ Xuanlu has long been jealous of the Duanmu family for many years. Today, he has the opportunity to retaliate, so how could he let it go easily?

"Situ Xuanlu, you can only pick the old, weak, sick and disabled people of our Duanmu family. If Zunyue is still there, you dare to say such a big word..."

Situ Xuanli's narrowed eyes were dyed with a bloody red color, "Okay, I'm going to let you taste the power of my Situ Xuanli today."

The angry Situ Xuanlu has already released his tricks desperately.

Duanju Xinglan tightened the sword in his hand and sang loudly: "Even if my Duanmu family is buried here today, they will not go to hell or go to heaven, they will only be evil ghosts who will revenge, go back to Kyoto thousands of miles away, and take the lives of you and others. Make a swearing with blood, and the heaven and earth are the lessons. When the bright moon is red, it is the time for the people of the Northern Tang Dynasty to pay their lives!"

"The bright moon is bloody and stained with blood in Kyoto."

Duanmu and his elders unswervingly agreed with Duanju Xinglan's blood oath initiated with their lives.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew from a distance, whimpering like a ghost wind.

Looking at these angry faces, everyone couldn't help but shivered.

"Blooded Kyoto, today I will let you all be buried here! You will never be reborn. Use the death array to trap your dead souls, let's see how you can come out to cause trouble."

When everyone in the Duanmu family heard the word "Death Formation", their eyes became even colder.

The flowers fade and the shadows frowned frequently.

This Situ Xuanlu was a little too extreme.

"Sir Xiaohua, do you still want to catch people?" This situation is a bit strange.

The Duanmu family is not afraid of death, but only wants to be evil ghosts and kill people and kill people.

What a strong anger.

Looking at the children's eyes, the people who followed the flowers and shadows were a little embarrassed.
To be continued...