Nightfall Chapter 10: There is a sword across the knee, and a sword through the blood

Chapter 10, there is a sword across the knee, a sword through the blood ()

"The victims of the big shots..."

Ning Que looked at this scene, meditating in his heart, but felt two condensed gazes around him, turned his head and found that Sangsang was looking at him quietly with his face sideways.

Look at each other for a second or two, which is usually very short but long at this time.

Ning Que was defeated in front of his little maid once again in his life. He sighed helplessly in his heart, his leg muscles tightened, his toes inserted into the thick fallen leaves, into the wet soil, ready to send force.

In the distance, deep in the Beishan Road, where the sun is setting darker and darker, between the gray-black branches, a strong wind suddenly strikes for no reason, and the new young **** the branches is hidden under the protection of the old bark. I was hurt, but the leaves on the ground that had been accumulated for many years were swept in the air, rustled, and then fell one after another.

In the spring, the boundless fall of the woods fell down.

A burly man in dark light armor appeared in the depths of Beishan Road. With a thunderous drink, a pale earth-colored light oozes out of his light armor, shining away, as if The **** of heaven occasionally glimpsed from Yuntou.

His two sturdy arms like big trees suddenly lifted up, turning a heavy petrified from nowhere into a howling stone bullet, and slammed into the gorgeous carriage!

How terrifying power can turn a person into a long-range slinging siege machine!

The heavy rocks screamed and cracked through the air at high speed. In the middle of the way, a branch was touched and shattered. Along an arc, it unimpededly traversed a distance of hundreds of meters, and hit the first carriage accurately and coldly!

Only a muffled sound was heard, and the ornately decorated and well-structured carriages suddenly scattered into a mess of waste wood, with faint blood on the broken limbs.

The Datang guards, who have been holding a knife on one knee and kneeling on the periphery of the car, still have a cold expression. They can't seem to see that the car behind them has turned into rubbish. They can't see that the princess whom they swear to protect has been broken to pieces. There is no surprised expression, but even a faint sense of relief and calm can be seen.

"Forefront, shoot!"

The head of the guard gave a low cry.

The three subordinates remained in a half-kneeling posture, their right hands had already let go of the hilt, and the powerful military crossbow bolts flat-ended, aimed at the depths of the forest and quickly pulled the trigger.

Nine crossbow arrows shot through the slowly dancing leaves like lightning, and accurately hit the body of the god-like man, but the burly man just waved his hand and brushed off the two crossbow arrows that hit the front door. The crossbow bolt that hit his chest was ignored at all.

The big man’s stone-like palms were numb by the high-speed crossbow arrows. The crossbow arrows on his chest were caught in the light armor. They trembled twice like an unsteady long-legged bug, and then fell to the ground with a hidden arrow tip. The blood stains were probably just minor injuries.

Because the distance is too far, this wave of crossbow arrows has no effect other than the above-mentioned effects. The head of the bodyguard has long been mentally prepared for this, without the slightest change in expression on his face, looking at the tall figure in the depths of Beishan Road. Raised his right hand and shouted: "Stay!"

The three guards put down their crossbows, and their right hands re-held the hilt of the sword slanting to the sky.

Because of Sangsang, Ning Que originally planned to find a chance to rescue the poor scapegoat in the carriage. However, the situation of the battle changed so fast that he had no time to react. The giant **** of heaven appeared in front of everyone, and the heavy stone came out of the sky. Flying over, the gorgeous carriage and the woman in the carriage turned into a **** powder.

Sympathize with the nameless woman, or feel ashamed to trust the little maid as the master? In short, his eyes fell into the depths of Beishan Road at this time, and his face was a bit ugly.

Through the use of some kind of practice secret technique, the giant man has such violent and incredible power, but throwing the huge boulder weighing more than a thousand catties so far still cost him a great price. His face was flushed, sweat gushing out of the arrow hole in the light armor, and his legs trembled slightly, as if he was losing strength.

I don't know why, facing such a good opportunity, the dozen or so indifferent guards did not choose to attack, but still guarded the second carriage vigilantly.

The old man in the old robe was sitting on the carriage, his eyes still closed.

Suddenly, the old man’s gray hair moved, flowing like a silver stream in the dirty old robe, the old sword lying horizontally in his knees began to buzz, and the sword in the sheath kept colliding. Looking at the inner wall, it seems that he wants to be born and drink blood.

The urn... the urn... the urn!

Chi!

A clear cry!

Xueliang’s dagger came out of its own accord, and suddenly flared beside the old man’s knees, turning into a light blue sword light, curling the leaves and splitting the wind away, piercing the north mountain road silently, as if to The huge body like a **** runs through!

Between the last twilight of Beishan Crossing and the dark dense forest, there is like an invisible mirror. When the Xueliang dagger flew out from the sheath of the old man’s knee, it turned into a stream of light and went away. The gray shadow of the blade whizzed out!

The light gray shadow, like a shuttle, was still in the fallen leaves flying in the sky for a moment, and then came to the battlefield of the Beishan Pass in the next moment. The initial low buzzing changed in a blink of an eye. Roar like wind and thunder.

The speed of the gray shadow is extremely fast, and the power it carries directly shatters all the leaves within a few feet of the surrounding area. The shredded leaves are dragged into a straight line behind the shadow, and the end of the line is the knee The old man who has no sword on it.

"Great Sword Master!"

Looking at the gray shadow that has become a storm of wind and thunder, the guards who have always stood by calmly like a stone sculpture finally changed their complexion slightly, and someone shouted for warning. When the strongest old man on his side started his hand and pointed his sword at the giant man in the depths of the forest, the strongest man who had been hiding until this time finally showed his trace.

It was a storm.

In the empire, in order to assassinate the princess, the other side actually dispatched two monks beyond the power of the world, and even dispatched a great swordsman. This fact made everyone shudder, but the guards still looked on their faces. Not the slightest timidity, only absolute emotion, the head of the guard screamed: "Cut!"

A series of dense blades unsheathing sounded continuously, dozens of sharp steel knives carried a never-returning aura of determination, accompanied by the soft breath of the guards' full force, one knife and one knife. Cut off the open space in front of you, Swish Swish!

Each blade light is so violent, cutting through the air, cutting off the hills in the imagination, and covering it into a densely woven net of swords, tightly guarding the old man without sword on his knees.

Before the high-speed shuttle, the gray shadow swept to the sword formation, seeing that it was about to be cut down by those fierce swords, but suddenly made a weird pause in the air, and then circled sideways, miraculously avoiding the sword formation. Ji Feng's direction, flew away with a sneer.

At the moment when it appeared in the dense forest of Beishan Road, it was a force of wind and thunder, seemingly irresistible, but no one thought that after entering the real battle, the gray shadow turned out to be smart and strange. Potential!

The moment Rusuo Grey Shadow turned, its speed dropped sharply, and it was finally able to vaguely see its body, like an extremely thin and dim sword shadow, and it seemed that a random gust of wind could blow it out of the clouds.

Such a sword shadow that is as thin as a cicada's wings and feels no harder than a piece of paper. Its trajectory is elusive and agile like a ghost. In the process of turning and flying away with a sneer, a guard's blade lightning is attached to it. Going up, brushed his chin, leaving a faint blood stain.

The next moment the faint blood stains spread rapidly, and blood spurted violently. The guard held a knife in his right hand and stubbornly covered his neck with his left hand. The blood overflowed from his fingers, staring at the depths of the forest with anger. Slowly leaning forward, he still did not see the powerful swordsman until the moment of death.

The gray sword shadow drew a mellow arc in the air, and before it swept back to the knife array again like lightning, it was suddenly in front and behind, and its trajectory was unpredictable, unable to capture it. In a flash, there were two more The guard was killed.

The drop of blood slowly fell in the air, and the head of the guard had a cold and calm expression. He clenched the slender hilt with both hands, staring at the pale shadow of the sword, and suddenly his left foot stepped forward, his waist suddenly exerted force. , The blade slanted downward and struck lightning, and at the same time shouted: "Hey!"

Following the command of the sword formation, the four guards in front of him and behind him who had been waiting for the opportunity for a long time danced their steel knives into snowflakes, and forced the pale sword shadows into a small space. The space was immediately shattered by the slanting knife that gathered all the energy of the guard leader!

Grey Light Sword Shadow is extremely fast, seeing that it is about to be slashed by the blade, but forcibly pauses in a very small space. The guards and attendants were prepared for this long ago, only to hear him snorting, his left hand grasped the end of the long knife handle and forced a push, the blade that was being cut diagonally upwards like lightning, just hitting the shadow of the sword!

There was a slight muffled sound, and the smart gray sword image was a seven-inch thin snake-like falling dust, falling into the thick deciduous mud.

This is the first time since the battle that the Tang Guards Sword Array has struck the sword shadow of the enemy sword master, but no one cheered. To be precise, there was no time to cheer because the dead leaves on the ground began to vibrate and arch. , Like a giant snake that has awakened, traverses quickly under the feet of the guards.

The dead leaves flew in the wet mud, and the gray-black sword shadow shot up and penetrated like electricity, easily piercing the cotton armor outside the thigh of a guard, cutting through a fatal artery!

Suppressed humming sounded in the sword formation from time to time. The guards fell one after another, occasionally being able to chop the pale sword shadow, but could not completely cut it into a dead object. The expression of the guard leader gradually With a look of grief and anger, he took another step forward, holding the long hilt with both hands in the oppressive atmosphere, and slashed with a loud shout!

"Hey!" he shouted sharply.

The last surviving guards yelled in unison, and rushed to the gray shadow desperately, setting up the last barrier with their bodies and the knife light in their hands.

With two soft chicks, the bodies of the two guards fell to the ground without breath. The earlobes of the head of the guards were neatly cut in half, blood dripped, and there were a few more dripping blood holes on his body, like Someone is drunk and presumptuous.

The gray sword shadow was slashed by the blades of the guards for the seventh time. The speed has become much slower than at the beginning, but after all, it was not shot down. Arrived in front of the old man in the old robe.

At this time, everyone finally saw the dark shadow of the sword. It was a small sword without a handle. The body of the dim sword was extremely thin, and there was no trace of blood remaining.

The blood-stained guard leader knelt down on one knee, bowed his head and gritted his teeth unwilling to think: Only a knife... Only a knife can accomplish this seemingly impossible task by himself and his brothers, but the Great Sword Master will eventually Still a great swordsman!

The seemingly long battle process was actually just a few times when the sword wind was fierce, the sword shadow floated several times, and the blood sprayed several times. During this process, the old man in the old robe sitting on the carriage came to his knees. Jian flew away and kept his eyes closed, as if he didn't know that he was in great danger.

No one noticed that the old man’s hands gently dangling on his knees were shaking slightly, and his thumbs quickly pressed down on the two horizontal lines of the middle and index finger, and they moved away like a dragonfly. This is an extremely complex calculation.

Just as the handleless sword flew in front of him, less than a foot from his eyebrows, the old man finally opened his eyes and looked over.

At a glance, the handleless small sword hung in the air as if it were frozen, unable to move!

The giant man in the depths of the jungle, who was about to be forgotten by everyone, looked at the Xueliang Flying Sword that he crumpled into broken copper and iron between his broad palms. He was dazed, and finally guessed what was going on. Lost and roared: "He is not a swordsman!"

"...He is a teacher!"