C92 Part2

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There were a total of eighteen men in black clothes in the private house plus those chasing them at their back.

Murong Yu had to deal with all of them alone, and Murong Ci didn't know what the odds would be.

She clenched her fists nervously, with her heart to her throat from anxiety.

Although he had already defeated two of them, he didn't seem to have the upper hand this time.

The silver light flickered, and his murderous spirit attacked the men in black clothes.

Under the moonlit night, his movements were pure and elegant, graceful and radiant, like a dragon, as light as a flying feather, but it was extremely cold and murderous.

Soon, he grabbed one of their long swords and he became immediately invincible.

Flying up like an eagle, his sword swept across them, and as soon as the snow-colored sword aura swept across them, blood appeared in the ray of bright light.

Two men in black clothes fell down, and suddenly, two men rushed towards Murong Ci with their swords.

With her life at stake, she instinctively turned around and ran away, picked up a long sword from the ground, and a sharp light flashed in her bright eyes.

However, before she could use it, Murong Yu had already flown to her rescue.

His sword energy swept across, the men's heads popped into the sky, and fell to the ground.

She saw that his eyes and eyebrows were horribly cold and murderous.

Murong Yu turned around and plunged into another thrilling battle.

She didn't know the limit of his Martial Arts:

Every time he was on the verge of death, he could always get out of the siege;

every time he was forced into a corner, the next moment he turned things around and saw the light again.

Suddenly, her heart jumped up,

"Watch out!"

Two men in black clothes stabbed obliquely from the side, like snakes.

Murong Yu was already fighting fiercely with other three men, so he couldn't dodge it at all, and could only fly up to, but it was already a step too late—

The blade of the long sword passed his left arm.

His inner robe was torn, opening a line, and blood flowed out hideously from his left arm.

Murong Yu was furious and murderous, jumping in the air, sweeping his sword.

His strong internal force swept from the sword and everything that was hit by the energy fell to the ground.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he swept his sword again, like a series of sharp light filament that hit across their necks.

All the men in black clothes were dead and would never wake up again.

Murong Yu dragged her to flee on the roof under the moonlight.

However, several men in black clothes emerged again from the house, and chased them like mad dogs.

Murong Ci hooked his strong waist and dared not let go.

She looked back and was startled:

"There's more of them coming after us!"

"I noticed it a long ago."

He said lightly.

That's why he decided not to flee to the Palace.

She anxiously said:

"With so many Masters of Martial Arts in your mansion, let's go back to your Royal Palace!"

However, he didn't listen to her, suddenly jumped down and landed in a private house.

It was getting late at that time, and most of the houses in the city had already turned the lights off and people went to bed.

This house was dark and there was no light.

"There might be people in the room.

If you scared them and they made noise, those men in black clothes will soon chase us here."

Murong Ci said anxiously, wondering why he didn't return home.

"There's no one in the room."

Murong Yu pulled her straight into the hall, and then into the inner room, and there was no one inside.

She then thought that his Martial Arts were unfathomable, and his perception of the surrounding environment was much more acute than others, and thus he had already noticed that there was no one in the house before even entering.

She was worried that the men in black clothes would chase them here, but now she could only follow his arrangements.

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END of CHAPTER 92 PART 2

.....................to be continued