C9 Spearhead Gate

On the roof of the East Street, Leng Heng grabbed the foot of the "Shadowless Butterfly" with one hand. No matter what, the "Shadowless Butterfly" couldn't break free, so Leng Heng had no choice but to withdraw his attack and land on the roof as well. His eyes were filled with surprise as he looked at Leng Heng and Tian Qing'er. This was the first time someone used a single hand to make him unable to get away from them. Furthermore, it was such a young person.

"Who are you?" We don't seem to know each other!? " The formless butterfly was somewhat horrified.

"You don't need to know so much." Leng Heng looked at him.

"Then why did you block my way?"

"Because you will die." Leng Heng answered calmly.

"Who the hell are you? Who sent you? "Although your killing intent is very strong, do you think you can kill me?" Shadowless Butterfly proudly turned around with her back to Leng Heng.

"You have too many questions. Make your move! " Leng Heng put away the handkerchief that he used to wipe his gun.

After saying this, the shadow butterfly took out the Fusang Sword from her back, holding the handle of the blade with both of her hands. However, Leng Heng still didn't show any signs of using his spear. After the Shadowless Butterfly's heel touched the ground, both of them stabbed towards Leng Heng in a slanted line.

The blade's speed was very fast. When the blade was just a foot away from Leng Heng, the invisible butterfly rubbed the handle of the blade with its hand. The body of the blade emitted a buzzing sound as it went straight for Leng Heng's throat. Tian Qing'er continued to play, as if she wasn't worried at all.

The moment the tip of the blade was about to touch Leng Heng, Leng Heng's foot pushed off the ground and his whole body floated backwards half an inch. The tip of the blade was only half an inch away from Leng Heng's throat, but the half an inch was still not enough, and just like that, Leng Heng took out a maple leaf from his waist and spun it with his left hand. The leaf cut the falling snow into two and flew out of the blade.

The blade was broken into four pieces with a "bang bang bang" sound, leaving only the hilt in the hands of the shadow butterfly. Due to the inertia of pushing forward, he didn't have enough time to withdraw his attack, so Leng Heng continued to rush towards Leng Heng with the handle in hand. Leng Heng flipped his hand and struck the handle of the blade with his flat palm.

His palm was also numb, and a trace of blood could be seen on his palm.

"What great skill, you actually broke my 'Lonely Butterfly Flower', I wonder if you can break my 'Ten Thousand Butterfly Flying'?"

While speaking, he pulled out another blade with his other hand and held it horizontally in front of his chest. His numb hand pulled out a butterfly shaped dart. He had never met such a powerful opponent before, so he used his ultimate move.

After taking out the dart, the hand holding the sabre rotated the sabre one round before inserting the sabre's tip between his feet. He stood on the sabre handle and used his strength to bend the sabre diagonally before he disappeared into the air.

Seeing this scene, Leng Heng's heart shook, 'Fusang Ninja Technique?'

Leng Heng held the gun in his hand. Suddenly, the air was filled with the sound of something tearing through the air. Countless butterfly darts flew through the snow from all directions and towards Leng Heng's body.

Tian Qing'er's melody also reached its climax, and the snowflakes that became more mournful with the rhythm of the melody also began to fall even more heavily. Leng Heng held the gun single-handedly and threw the gun out of the front half. A wave of extremely cold air instantly froze the falling snowflakes, and all of the snow in the back half melted. Leng Heng held the gun in both hands and danced up and down, leaving only the afterimage of the gun.

When Leng Heng stopped, the gun was full of darts. Leng Heng gripped the gun hard and the darts attached to the gun bounced off in all directions. The force was even greater than when he threw the butterfly, and even the falling snow was deviated from its trajectory.

Suddenly, it let out a miserable scream in the midst of the snowflakes in the air. The darts in the shadow butterfly's body fell onto the roof, and its left wrist was pierced through by the dart. It spat out blood and used its right hand to support its body.

At this time, Tian Qing'er also played a tune, putting the jade flute on her belt. The eagle in the sky flapped its wings and flew to her shoulder, and the snow on the ground still had the shadow of a dragon.

"I have never seen your martial arts before, I admire you." Shadowless Butterfly held onto her injured wrist. With great difficulty, he stood up and walked towards the knife stuck in the ceiling. After pulling it out, he quickly flew backwards. He knew that if he did not leave now, he would not be able to leave. However, Leng Heng had already expected that he would run. He carried Tian Qing'er and used the 'Vanishing Step' with one foot and disappeared. When the shadow butterfly desperately jumped left and right on the rooftops, leaving behind a row of afterimages, it landed on top of a tall building on West Street.

"Your Qing Gong is really not bad." Leng Heng and Tian Qing'er appeared in front of the shadow butterfly.

"Young hero, I have no enmity with you, why must you chase me down and kill me?" Shadowless Butterfly pleaded. The moment he finished this sentence, his right hand threw out the last butterfly dart from his waist towards Leng Heng's chest. Leng Heng looked at him coldly, pulled out the Double-dragon Spear and used a bit of force, the spearhead instantly shot out, a golden steel chain pulled the spearhead, went through the snowflakes, and collided with the butterfly dart that was flying straight towards him, and after slicing the butterfly dart in half, it spun and pierced through the throat of the formless butterfly.

Leng Heng retracted his spear and the spearhead spun back to the gun. Before the formless butterfly could react, it felt a chill in its throat. Fresh blood gushed out as its pupils enlarged and it fell on the snowy roof.

Leng Heng blew on the bloodstains on the gun and walked straight to the corpse of the shadow butterfly. He caught a maple leaf between his fingers and spun it around the neck, then he took the head of the shadow butterfly. Hugging Tian Qing'er, he jumped off the roof.

The east wind blew and the snow drifted mercilessly. The snow quickly covered the dragon shadow left behind by Leng Heng.

"salted egg! "Why did you use your spear for so long just now and even use the 'Lonely Dragon's shadow'?" Tian Qing'er was slightly puzzled.

"Because I don't know much about ninja arts. I simply can't find out where he's hiding. We can only use his hidden weapons to shoot him out. " Leng Heng felt a bit helpless.

"But I'm afraid that others will find out that you are using the Double-dragon Spear, and that the maple leaf is still stuck on the roof!" Tian Qing'er asked worriedly.

"So what? They don't know who I am, nor do they know who I am. As for guns, do you think they have the ability to take them away from me, Qing'er?" Leng Heng took off his cloak.

"That's true, our salted egg is the best, hehe!" Tian Qing'er snuggled up to Leng Heng.

"Then why did you leave behind that maple leaf? Is there any special meaning? " Tian Qing'er raised her head and looked at Leng Heng's face.

"My real name is Leng Feng. I don't have any special meaning. I just wanted to commemorate this event." Leng Heng caressed Tian Qing'er's forehead. However, he did not expect that the maple leaf would become a terrifying symbol. When the night was cold, Tian Qing'er fell asleep. Leng Heng took out the last piece of jade and studied it through the Night Pearls. He wanted to learn the final move as soon as possible, because he had carried the mission of revenge for his family. He wanted to learn the last move as soon as possible, because he had carried the mission of revenge for his family. It was already dawn. Leng Heng put away his belt and pinched the bridge of his nose. Tian Qing'er also got up and carried breakfast back to her room. Since Leng Heng felt that the food she cooked was delicious, she always cooked for him herself. When Tian Qing'er was about to push open the door and enter, she met Ye Zhiqiu.

"Mr. Ye, you're here? Let's eat together! " Tian Qing'er said sweetly to Ye Zhiqiu. Ye Zhiqiu and Tian Qing'er pushed open the door and entered together.

"Brother Leng, this matter was handled beautifully!" Ye Zhiqiu gave a thumbs up. It was obvious that he had received the news of the shadow butterfly's death. Leng Heng took out the head of the Shadowless Butterfly wrapped in cloth from the table and handed it to Ye Zhiqiu.

"Where is the 'Silent Swordsman' Tong Zijin?" Leng Heng looked at Ye Zhiqiu.

"Haha!" You are really impatient! I asked the question so quickly, but I just like to be friends with people like you. " Ye Zhiqiu smiled.

"Mutual benefits!" Leng Heng picked up his chopsticks.

"Brother Leng will always be this cold. If I'm not wrong, you should be Leng Feng from ten years ago, the only son of Sect Leader Leng. You can see it from the Peerless Spear Arts you use. " Ye Zhiqiu obviously knew what had happened last night.

"You are well-informed, but the current me is called Leng Heng." Leng Heng picked up a piece of salted egg and put it into his mouth. Tian Qing'er looked at Leng Heng happily.

"You haven't answered my question." Leng Heng asked Ye Zhiqiu again.

"You said 'Silent Swordsman'!? He appeared in Chengdu last month because he had been sent by Gu Wuhen to the south to oversee the southern sects since the incident ten years ago. "He should still be in Chengdu." Ye Zhiqiu also sat down and picked up his chopsticks.

"salted egg, are we going to Chengdu next?" Tian Qing'er swallowed her food.

"No, let's go to Hangzhou at the next stop." Leng Heng looked up at her. Tian Qing'er knew, of course, that Leng Heng went to Hangzhou to see his former home.

"I'm going to the north tomorrow. How can I find you?" Ye Zhiqiu sipped his tea.

"You won't find me?" Leng Heng asked. Tian Qing'er burst out laughing. Ye Zhiqiu also scratched his head and laughed. Only Leng Heng still had that cold and handsome face, neither speaking nor smiling … …