The evening rain was like a curtain, washing away the lonely grave over and over again.
Xu Chuanxiao turned his head and looked at the boy with a firm look behind him. The boy was wearing a black brocade dress and his hair was combed very neatly. The big sword on his back was emitting endless sword energy, which was daunting.
Xu Chuanxiao was not afraid. He pulled out the sword from his waist, pointed at the boy, and shouted sternly, "Who is here?"
The boy in black did not speak. He looked directly at Xu Chuanxiao, and the energy in his chest surged, as if he was using some exercise.
Xu Chuanxiao was born as a military general. After more than ten years of hard work in the army, he was extremely decisive. Seeing the young man doing this, Xu Chuanxiao pulled the corner of his mouth, waved his hand gently, and said calmly: "There is no mercy to kill him."
Five sword-holding elite riders suddenly turned around the boy in black. The elite riders each had a tiger-head mark on their golden armor.
This is the exclusive mark of the royal guard of the Song Dynasty, the "Tiger Power Xuanhuang".
The boy in black turned his head slightly and smiled self-deprecatingly. It was obvious that he was slapped by Xu Chuanxiao.
Xu Chuanxiao has become extremely careful from the moment he comes to Lingzhou City to take office. The five "Tiger Power Xuanhuang" sent by the royal family of the Song Dynasty to protect him have always been hidden in the dark by him. If it weren't for the extremely urgent situation, he rarely showed up.
During the day, after receiving the letter "Don't leave the house", the fundamental reason why he didn't take it seriously was because he had confidence. As long as he was not a Xuanzun-level assassin came to assassinate, he had confidence that he could escape.
Xu Chuanxiao looked at the boy in black and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He could clearly sense that the boy's cultivation was just a "middle-level Xuanhuang". Under the rush of the five "Tiger Power Xuanhuang", he would definitely not last for three rounds.
The two riders rushed out side by side first. The horses under the knight were strong. They were a good horse who was familiar with the war on the border. They showed a very dynamic visual beauty during their running. They washed by the rain and their bristles trembled with the regular muscles. For a moment, the horse's hooves actually overshadowed the sound of rain.
The two arc-moon scimitars that were unsheathed were as clear as snow, and the blade was wider and thicker than the Juque Sword. The golden star on the hilt indicated the grade of the scimitar.
Two war horses and two arc-moon scimitars attacked together, but the boy in black remained motionless. Two balls of flames ignited on his hands, his body turned like a top, and a arc was drawn in mid-air. The horse that leaned backwards, stepped back toward the side of the fast-moving war horse. The flames in his hands were strong, and his palms slapped at the man. With a loud bang, a "Tiger Power Xuan Emperor" fell into the flames.
The boy in black turned his head and seemed to realize something. The heavy rain poured down, but no trace of it dripped on him.
The companion was killed, and the other four horses rushed towards Ye Junlin as if they were crazy.
The boy in black did not retreat but advanced instead. His body was as flexible as a swimming fish. He walked in the rain while slid, lowered his head to avoid the knife, ignored the cavalry rushing past his right hand, stuck to the arm of another cavalry with his left hand, and his feet were carried off the ground by the momentum of the war horses. He rolled over the horse and sat behind the cavalry.
He put away the flames on his hands, and instead, there was a "crackling" lightning. The yellow thunder, like a whip of death, whipped hard on the back of the spirit rider.
A burnt smell came from the air, and the "Tiger Power Xuan Emperor" and his men and horses were bombarded into black charcoal.
The boy in black who had never drawn his sword stood on the back of a galloping horse, with his toes slashed at another cavalry like an arrow from the string. His fists shone golden light and hit the chest of a "Tiger Power Xuanhuang".
The pure gold black armor with a grade of "low-level Taoist weapon" was penetrated so hard, and the remaining power of the golden fist directly shattered the internal organs of the spirit rider.
The five "Tiger Power Xuan Emperors" were left with only two cavalry, and the rest were almost dead.
A thrilling captain asked in a low voice: "Sir, do you send a signal to ask for help?"
Xu Chuanxiao nodded, as if he had made up for something. The space ring on the elite rider shone slightly, and a barrel-shaped firework appeared in his hand.
The mysterious energy is input, and a golden firework breaks through the rain curtain and blooms in the air, visible to a hundred miles.
The genius's eyes were slightly red and his voice was hoarse and he shouted "General".
Xu Chuanxiao smiled slightly, and Mance said in an orderly manner: "It's not so easy to die, and I can't bear to die here."
With his figure straight, Xu Chuanxiao and the remaining two "Tiger Power Xuanhuang" fled straight to the distance. A smile appeared on the face of the boy in black, as if he was thinking.
The "Haoran Sword Technique" slowly activates in the body. The sword energy after being augmented by the "Martial Emperor's Secret Technique" is like sharp arrows.
The boy in black suddenly stretched out his index finger and middle finger with his left hand. Two sword energy cut through the rain curtain and stabbed the two spirits directly at the back of the heads of the two spirits.
The extremely slight sound of the two people came from the air, like two steel needles piercing the egg white. The two "Tiger Power Xuan Emperors" had an extremely small blood mark from the back of their heads to the center of their eyebrows. When their heads were tilted, they fell from their horses.
All the guards around him died, and Xu Chuanxiao still had no fear on his face. He was confident and knew with great confidence that that person would not watch him and die at the hands of this young man of unknown origin.
The body swept back, and the imperially-given "Hanhai Sword" in his hand made a moan.
Xu Chuanxiao's sword technique is simple and simple and bright. After all, it is a murderous move learned in his military career, and there is no trace of water. The two people who must have left one of the corpses collided with each other. The golden iron fist of the boy in black hit Xu Chuanxiao's sword. Both of them had been accumulating their strength for a long time, and the pouring rain curtain exploded.
The two of them retreated, but Xu Chuanxiao took fourteen steps, while the young man only took one step back.
"Thunder and Lightning Prison!"
The boy's whole body was crackling with thunder, and in the sky, it seemed that lightning was being pulled and fell vertically.
Xu Chuanxiao closed his eyes weakly, and he knew that this might be the last moment of his life.
The yellow thunder, as thick as a mountain, fell vertically from the sky, with great power and roaring endlessly. But at this moment, a red dress floated from the sky in the distance.
That was a man.
The red dress was like fire, extremely eye-catching. The man with black cloth on his eyes held an arc moon scimitar in his hand, and his body swept straight, cutting off the thunder with one knife.
The boy in black raised his head and looked at the word "kill" on the collar of the swordsman in red, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Whether it is the "Tiger Power Xuanhuang" or the city lord Xu Chuanxiao of Lingzhou City, they are not his ultimate goal. What he really wants to kill is this blind swordsman who likes to wear red clothes, and this person who is known as the "No. 1 Assassin in the World".