第六章 一剑秒杀长老

叶凡心头那股子好奇劲儿上来了，忍不住探头往前看。只见不远处，几个黑衣蒙面人正围着一个人。那人也穿着黑衣，但样式看着像是某个宗门的弟子，只是衣角被撕破了几道口子，显得狼狈得很。他手里还握着一把剑，但剑身弯曲变形，显然是拼了命在逃。 “嘿嘿，别得意，有我在，看你往哪跑！”为首的那个黑衣人嘶吼着，猛地一刀劈下。那黑衣人猝不及防，只顾着抵挡边上同伙的攻击，结果被这一刀劈中了肩膀，闷哼一声，踉跄后退。 “快点！别让他有机会反抗！”旁边一个黑衣人低声催促。 叶凡看得有点直眼，这场景跟他村里日常练剑可不太一样啊。他悄悄从石头后面溜出来，蹲在不远处的草丛里，想看得更清楚些。 就在这时，那黑衣人见状，眼中闪过一丝厉色，手中的剑猛地一挥，一道凌厉的剑气划破空气，直指那些黑衣人。Black clothed man meets such a fierce attack, feels a little scared, murmurs in his heart, "This is not good, running out of force will not be able to escape like this!" He wants to turn around and run, but feels that the surrounding people have already surrounded him, completely surrounded "Leave me alone, what do you want?" The black-clothed man shouted, trying to scare the other party, but found that his voice was a little hoarse. "The things you carry are valuable, leave them and you might be able to go home," the man in front said, sneering.