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Chapter 55 Seven Swords Yaoguang

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Under the bleak moonlight, cold winds swept across the hills, and the strong smoke and dust that was rolled up were like giant dragons breaking out of the ground from the ground.

The swaying bonfire suddenly went out.

Another burst of people called the horse neighing. The old man from the Jiao family had already taken five subordinates to clean up and surrounded the carriage, each waiting for it.

The wind roars and sand and dust are everywhere.

In the hazy darkness, several shrill howls of wolf and the roar of tigers suddenly came.

Wujiu hid under the hills and had already put on his clothes, so he had to throw away the rain cloth and quickly pressed it on his head to cover it.

Looking in the sound, a group of black shadows appeared on the avenue when they came.

"quack--"

Two sharp chirpings suddenly sounded in the air, followed by the trembling sound of the bowstrings. In an instant, two silver-white lights pierced the darkness, and "bang bang" hit two black shadows and fell down together.

They were two giant birds. Before they could take off the air to attack, they were both shot arrows and died. The first move was the old man from the Jiao family. The sharp arrows he shot were different from what he saw. Each arrow cluster was wrapped with something like a paper talisman. After he took action, he shouted in a deep voice: "Tianlong, break the rear with me. Fu Hong, Fu Da escort Baoer first..."

The group of black shadows on the avenue approached. It turned out to be two old men in animal skins, each stepping on a tiger, driving more than a dozen wild wolves, and wild leopards came in a fierce manner. The howlings of tigers and wolves came one after another, making people frightened!

Oh, it's amazing. It's like driving a tiger and leopard, like the king of beasts, it's really scary! And that old man Jiao is also quite amazing, as if he has magic power to help him. I'm afraid that ordinary monks can't stop the arrow he shot!

Wujiu hid behind the hills, staring at Shiqi with wide eyes.

"Aoao--"

More than a dozen wild wolves and wild leopards were approaching thirty feet away from the convoy, and they roared and jumped into the air one after another.

Lao Jiao and Ye Tianlong stood side by side, holding long bows and arrows in their hands like pearls. As the bowstring sounded, several wild wolves fell under the silver arrows in an instant.

Fuhong and Fuda took the opportunity to protect the two carriages and turn to the avenue and galloped northward.

The two old men came in the darkness of the night and wanted to raise their hands after a sneak attack, but unexpectedly the opponent's response was so fast that they changed their eyes, then jumped off the tiger's back, waved their sleeves, and recited strange spells.

"roar--"

After the two tigers roared, they rushed into the battle formation with two whirlwinds. The wild wolf and wild leopard were in full swing. The two men who were rushing to block the way rushed over.

The arrows were shot again, and the approaching wild wolf screamed and fell backwards. The tiger that arrived suddenly jumped out, with its crazy aura unstoppable!

"retreat--"

Old Jiao shouted in a low voice, turned around and jumped onto his horse.

Ye Tianlong seemed to be in a panic, and he was a little slower. Before he could get on the horse, he felt a gust of storm behind him. He wanted to deal with it, but it was too late and shouted: "Save me..."

On the horse, Old Man Jiao raised his hand and grabbed two feather arrows and turned around and shot.

The arrow was like a meteor, and blood was splattered. The tiger that was leaping high was shot in both eyes and fell to the ground with its teeth and claws.

As soon as the old man grabbed the horse's belly, he grabbed a feather arrow wrapped in paper talismans and turned around and shot again. With a "roar", another tiger was penetrated by an arrow and the corpse was crossed on the spot. He stopped hesitating, waved his bow and slapped at Ye Tianlong's mount's butt, and then the horse neighed, ran wildly, and disappeared into the vast night in a blink of an eye.

The remaining seven or eight wild wolves and leopards could not catch up with them, and they all turned around and roared, and ran around. The tiger, whose eyes were shot blind, was still lying on the ground and howling. The cold wind was still there, and the heavy bloodshed could not dissipate for a long time.

In a moment, the two old men who drove the tiger and leopard came closer. One of them took out a short blade from his arms and kept chanting in his mouth. Then he slowly waved the knife and broke his stomach and cut out a piece of bloody thing. The blind tiger did not struggle and let it do it. His legs and feet were moved, and it turned into a dead corpse.

Wild wolves and wild leopards gathered around, grinning and drooling.

The old man was still holding a bloody thing in his hand, and his companion had arrived beside him. The two lowered their heads and muttered a few words, then raised their hands and waved them.

Wild wolves and wild leopards were driven and rushed to the hills twenty feet away.

At this moment, Wujiu was still worried about losing and losing.

Although the incident happened suddenly, Old Jiao and Ye Tianlong should not have left themselves alone here! And it was dark here, no one saw it, and perhaps it was unknown if it escaped a disaster!

Before Wujiu could take it for a while, he was already complaining secretly. Even the rain cloth in his hand was blown away by the wind, and he was completely unaware of it. He just stared at the pairs of green ghost fires and stared blankly.

No, that is the eyes of a wild wolf, like a devil coming out from the ground. Just ignite the demonic flames, burn all things, and exterminate the world...

With a flash of thought, four or five wild wolves pounced three or two feet away. The sharp teeth, ferocious mouth, and the bloody stench that exhaled made people terrified and intimidated.

Wujiu stood on the hillside, and had no way to hide. Life and death were about to come, and suddenly calmed down. At this moment, black air flashed between his eyebrows, and his two sword eyebrows raised, suddenly raised their right arm, grabbed it out of thin air, and pulled out a black sword light, then grabbed it with both hands, and slashed it out loud.

A black sword light broke through the air, and four or five wild wolf corpses were in different places.

The flesh and blood splattered, the cold wind whimpered.

Wujiu's feet gently left the ground, as if the wind was flying up, and he stepped forward more than one meter away, still standing three feet away. His two sword eyebrows jumped slightly, and he waved his arms again to slash out the sword light in his hand, and the golden sword in his mouth sounded: "The seven swords of Yaoguang destroy the army, and the demon refining the soul and ghosts and gods died..."

The sword energy went away, as if a black rush was set off in the night. The remaining few wild wolves and leopards were unable to show off their strength, and they died one by one.

This situation made the two old men unexpectedly, and one of them hurriedly said: "This is a dispute between Fengxiang's family and the supporting family, and it has nothing to do with outsiders. If there is any offense, please forgive me..."

Wujiu continued to cast off, blending the black sword into the night, into the wind, and slashing a black lightning. The two old men were still shocked, and they were cut off in half. The flesh and blood flew across the air, and the cold wind danced wildly. Others were in the air, and they suddenly raised the black sword in their hands, and their arrogant aura came out.

The wind is tragic and the night is desolate.

Wujiu still held the sword to support the sky, and his hair and clothes were flying with the wind.

In a moment, his feet slowly landed on the ground, the black sword in his hand disappeared, and the murderous aura that was overflowing from his body disappeared. Only the evil aura that flashed between his eyebrows witnessed his fierceness and madness just now.

The cold moon is as old as the sandstorm is misty.

Wujiu's eyes flashed across the broken limbs and his arms were broken, and he couldn't help but retching. Before he bent down, he felt that the discomfort had relieved a lot. In a short while, he had gradually returned to normal.

This is the second time to kill people. When he started, he actually felt a sense of pleasure. It seemed that the bound soul broke through the cage, and the madness that had been suppressed for a long time was released. He just wanted to swing the sword in the flying flesh and blood, destroy, subvert, and bury in the dark. The seven swords, Yaoguang, kill the army, and the demon refining the soul and ghosts and gods...

Wujiu looked down at Kong Kongru's right hand, and a black air flashed out of his palm. In an instant, it suddenly condensed and the black light flashed, with a sharp edge, as if it was an unstoppable sword!

Wujiu gently waved the black sword, and the sound of breaking the wind suddenly sounded around him. As the thoughts moved, the black sword disappeared without a trace. Soon, it reappeared again. Whenever the black sword appeared, he would have a great murderous intention. Only by putting away the black sword could he gradually calm down. However, he also found the trick.

Just recite those two sentences silently to sacrifice the black sword, and the reception will be invincible from the heart!

Wujiu put away the black sword and couldn't help but grin. But for a few moments, he was full of confusion again.

Seven swords Yaoguang defeated the army and killed the demons, and the souls of the ghosts and gods. Where did these two magical verbals come from? Could it be that it was originally hidden in the family-born short sword, but it was not known for it because it did not fully integrate with it. If so, wouldn’t it be integrated with the short sword? The sword is me, I am the sword, oh, it looks very powerful...

Wujiu stood there silently, his expression on his face changed.

Apart from those two mantras, there seemed to be other surprises. What exactly is difficult to explain for a moment. It seems that the more familiar you are with the existence of the black sword, the more you will gain.

In addition, after half a day of rest, the vortex of the qi sea in the Dantian field gradually became calm and powerful. The strength and the elegance of the body seemed to have returned. Just urge the thoughts, a fresh force will flow from the qi sea to the limbs and bones...

Wujiu's feet slowly hung in the air again, and his sleeves were rumbling in the wind. He looked up and was about to leave.

Since there is no place to go for the moment, you might as well catch up with the Jiao family convoy. What will happen in the future? Let's take a closer look at that time!

He was about to set off and his curiosity arose.

If only I know how to drive tigers and leopards, I don’t have to do it myself when fighting. No matter whether you are a monk or a mortal, I just drive the jackals, tigers and leopards to surge, let alone the result, at least I will not lose the battle! If I don’t catch a tiger as a mount, it will be powerful enough!

He found the corpses of the two old men, looked around with guilt, and then plucked up his courage and searched the waist of the corpse. After a while, he found a bunch of fragments on the two men, including gold, silver, medicine bottles, etc., as well as some small items with them. One of the bone-shaped objects was very different from a bone ring.

He didn't intend to keep it anymore, grabbed the bone armor and the bone ring and turned around and left. When he left, he took advantage of the excitement and grabbed it from the air. Within his mind, a skin on the ground flew into his hand. He took one step, two or three zhang, and then four or five zhang, and disappeared into the darkness in a blink of an eye... Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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