Chapter 246 Murder in the Dark Night
Some things don't need to be said, and they already understand each other.
Su Yian also hugged Bei Ming Zhiyao, sniffing the faint fragrance between Bei Ming Zhiyao's hair, enjoying this short peace.
The reason why it was short was because——
"You bastard are really lucky. Not only do you hug such a person without anyone, but you can also find such a good place to watch fireworks!"
In the dark night, a rustling sound of footsteps sounded, and eight young men appeared in the courtyard of the Taoist temple. The young man in the middle stared at Su Yian with a playful and irritable look.
When he found someone, Bei Ming Zhiyao jumped out of Su Yian's arms like a frightened little rabbit, with his back to the group of people.
"Who are they?" Bei Ming Zhiyao asked softly.
"Unimportant people." Su Yian looked at the young men and recognized them as students of Dingsheng Magic Academy.
"Not important?!" The young man raised his eyebrows: "You are so shameless. I hope you can still say such words when you kneel down and beg for mercy later!"
Su Yian's sight was no longer on them. In the dim light of the moonlight and stars in the dark night, beams of light suddenly lit up.
In just a moment, continuous gunshots rang around the Taoist temple, and magic bullets swept towards Beiming Zhiyao, covering the sky and the earth, and it was impossible to defend against them.
Beiming Zhiyao's face changed slightly, but Su Yian held her hand: "Leave it to me."
Instantly, a sense of security filled his heart.
Su Yian took a step forward lightly, raised his right hand, and the wood magic in his palm formed a magic formula, and above this magic formula was the magic formula of fire magic.
Six layers were superimposed before it stopped, and the majestic magic swept around, forming a terrifying air wave.
"The raging fire hidden underground, listen to the call, use the warmth of the wood, and release the power to burn everything."
A huge magic formula quickly unfolded from Su Yian's head, illuminating the night. The barrier formed by the wood magic blocked the magic bullets that were coming towards him, and on the ground of the Taoist temple, pillars of fire shot up into the sky.
The firelight reflected between heaven and earth, dyeing the night red. The scorching temperature twisted the surrounding air, and the violent energy could devour everything.
One after another, screams were heard that were caught off guard. It turned out that where the pillars of fire were, there were enemies hidden in the darkness.
The students of Dingsheng Magic Academy trembled as they watched this scene, and several students collapsed on the ground because of fear.
"This, this, this..." The young man looked at Su Yian, and he could no longer say the arrogant words.
"You did a good thing, but you offended such a person!" A student called by the young man glared at him angrily.
"Should we run away?"
"Where to run?"
"You can't run away!"
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Beiming Zhiyao looked at Su Yian with a glitter in her eyes: "Do you know ancient magic?"
"I know a little." Since he was using ancient magic, Su Yian didn't think of hiding it from Beiming Zhiyao.
"You're really like a bottomless pit, and I can never figure out your details." Beiming Zhiyao seemed a little emotional.
"You will gradually understand me." Su Yian said, looking at the killers who survived the fifth-level ancient magic in front of him.
"They are coming for you, do you have any clues?" Su Yian asked.
Beiming Zhiyao looked at the killers in black approaching and frowned slightly: "They are dead soldiers."
"It seems that there is nothing to ask, so it's okay to kill him." Su Yian said, looking at the killer in front, a magician with tactical level strength.
Beiming Zhiyao nodded, and the next second, Su Yian rushed directly towards the dead soldier like a sharp sword.
The blazing fire magic power burst out from him instantly, and the flames surged on the tip of his fist.
The dead soldier said nothing, his eyes were calm, as if nothing could disturb his heart.
The dead soldier also raised his right hand, but it was not a fist, but a palm.
On his palm, a magic formula was unfolding quickly, but——
There was an explosion in the air around his palm, and the magic formula that was about to be formed suddenly collapsed, and then Su Yian's fist hit his chest.
Bang!
The dead soldier flew a long distance like a deflated ball, and a wall of the Taoist temple was directly hit by him to create a big hole. His chest collapsed completely, and his life breath was completely cut off.
"Fuck, with such great strength, is this guy still a human?!" The young man couldn't help but mutter.
Then, he saw Su Yian eliminate the remaining killers like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.
Bei Ming Zhi Yao jumped down from the roof of the Taoist temple and walked to Su Yi An. Su Yi An stood up and said, "No information about the identity can be found on the body."
"But the dead soldiers who can train tactical magicians must be first-class magic families."
Bei Ming Zhi Yao also agreed with Su Yi An's speculation, because the strategic materials such as Yuan Chu Potion are firmly controlled by the country, and only the Ten Heavenly Families or first-class magic families can obtain a small part of Yuan Chu Potion.
In fact, Bei Ming Zhi Yao already had a guess in her heart, but she didn't want to involve Su Yi An because it was too dangerous.
"Is it the Zhao family?"
Hearing Su Yi An's voice, Bei Ming Zhi Yao turned her head and looked at him, with a little surprise in her eyes: "You..."
"Zhao Zilie and Zhao Zihao died in Liuyangjiao." Su Yian said, "And the reason they went there was because of you. Sometimes I wonder, Zhiyao, what did you do in Liuyangjiao during those times?"
"You are really smart." Beiming Zhiyao smiled bitterly.
"Because this matter is related to you."
Beiming Zhiyao felt a little sweet in her heart. This guy is really good at making girls happy.
"That..."
At this time, the young man hesitated and spoke. Su Yian and Beiming Zhiyao looked over. The young man's neck suddenly shrank and he couldn't help but look at his companions behind him.
At this time, the eyes of these companions were full of warnings, asking the young man to apologize quickly, because he caused the trouble, and they didn't want to accompany the young man to hell.
"I'm really sorry just now. I shouldn't have said rudely. Please forgive me!"
After that, the young man bent his waist to 90 degrees, full of sincerity.
"You can leave now." Su Yian said lightly.
"Thank you, thank you!"
Several students from Dingsheng Magic Academy hurriedly thanked him, and then ran down the mountain like flying.
"They are..."
"From Dingsheng Magic Academy." Su Yian said, "A bunch of little brats who haven't grown up."
"You are only 18...oh no, you are already 19 years old, you are also a little brat." Bei Ming Zhiyao said with a smile.
"I am mature in my thinking." Su Yian said seriously.
"Shameless!" Bei Ming Zhiyao snorted and said casually, "Let's go, the fireworks are over."
Su Yian nodded, but at this moment, a scream was heard outside.
The two looked at each other and ran out quickly. On the ground in the dark night, several figures died miserably, and these people were the students of Dingsheng Magic Academy just now.
"These people are too much, they even want to kill innocent people!" Ling'er said in the spiritual world, "Too cruel."
Su Yian said nothing, he was able to kill eight people in less than a minute, and only one person had time to make a short scream, the speed can be said to be very fast.
The breeze blew, and there seemed to be streams of air moving in the air.
Bei Ming Zhiyao also felt it, but she couldn't catch it. The opponent's speed was very fast, so fast that it was unimaginable.
"They really spent a lot of money tonight." Su Yian joked: "Aren't you afraid of losing all your money..."
Listening to Su Yian's words, Bei Ming Zhiyao relaxed: "Then my dear junior, can I leave it to you?"
"I'm willing to serve."
Swish!
At the same time, a sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded from Su Yian's left side, and a fist like a phantom went straight to Su Yian's temple.
The speed that has been trained for a long time is not only extremely fast, but the sound is reduced to the lowest level, but--
Bang!
Su Yian easily raised his left hand and clenched the fist.
Bei Ming Zhiyao's pupils shrank. Judging from the speed of this person, she could dodge it, but she couldn't easily hold it.
Because she couldn't grasp the opponent's speed, and the opponent punched continuously, the phantom formed by the fist made it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.
The killer whose fist was held had a flash of horror in his eyes. Is this man still a human? !
The killer wanted to pull back his fist, but Su Yian would not give him such a chance!
Crack!
With a little force on his fingers, the effect of physical training was revealed, and the bones on the killer's fist were directly crushed by him.
"Ah!!!"
A scream came out of the killer's mouth, his face was twisted, his eyes opened involuntarily, and his body was shaking.
Bang!
Then, Su Yian kicked the killer in the stomach. Because of holding his fist, the killer flew into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, his body bent like a shrimp.
"Don't worry, I will let you and your companions meet soon."
Su Yian's mouth curled up a sneer, and the world was directly displayed, and he swept in several directions around accurately.
"Fuck!"
"You!?"
"How is it possible?"
Bang bang bang...
Four consecutive voices rang out, and one figure after another fell from the sky and pressed on the killer who was kicked to the ground by Su Yian.
Su Yian walked back with a relaxed look on his face. He showed off his speed in front of him, just like showing off his sword in front of Guan Gong.
"Isn't it amazing?" Su Yian looked at Bei Ming Zhiyao with a proud expression, like a child who wanted to praise.
"Awesome, really awesome." Bei Ming Zhiyao praised from the bottom of her heart. In her impression, no one among her peers could surpass Su Yian in speed.
Su Yian smiled, then walked up to several killers: "It's easy to say if you are not dead soldiers. Tell me, who sent you?"
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(To be continued)