Chapter 7 Sword Drawing! Elegance never goes out of style
The two of them rode horses over mountains and ridges. There were many protruding rocks on the road, and some sections were on the edge of cliffs, so they couldn't walk fast and almost always jogged.
After running on a mountain road for almost two hours, the road ahead finally started to go downhill. With Wu Nian's eyesight, he could clearly see the official road at the foot of the mountain.
However, with his sharp eyes and ears, he heard the sound of fighting at this time.
Wu Nian quickly got off his horse, teleported around to the deaf uncle, and called him to stop.
The uncle read what Wu Nian said carefully and probably understood it. It seemed like: "Don't move here. I'll go down and take a look. Someone is fighting!"
The uncle didn't think much, nodded, and then watched Wu Nian disappear like a ghost. He quickly led the two horses, found a place to stay, and made way for this narrow road.
On the official road at the foot of the mountain.
The torches were either being waved by someone, or falling to the ground and burning. In this dark night, light was the most eye-catching thing.
Cries of killing and wails filled the night sky. A caravan was surrounded by countless torches. Some people were holding broadswords, and some were holding axes, and they were hacking and killing indiscriminately.
In a four-wheeled carriage, Yan Lu listened to the miserable shouts outside the carriage, holding the lightsaber hidden in his sleeve tightly with his little hand.
The Frightened Salamander was calm and composed, but he was struggling with contradictions in his heart.
This caravan was unlucky. It was about to reach Songhai, but unexpectedly encountered bandits here.
Several guards were dead by now.
She was hesitating whether to take action. On the one hand, she didn't want to expose her strength, but on the other hand, she knew it was unavoidable and wanted to save people.
After all, there was a lot of trouble for others along the way, and they provided food and drink.
But what she hesitated about was that if she took action and exposed her strength, she might be discovered by a snare.
The net is said to be all-pervasive, and this is not an empty claim.
Almost all seven countries have spies who have set up a trap, and they have penetrated into all walks of life. Maybe there is a trap hidden in this group of bandits, or in this caravan.
As a top-level killer in Luo Wang, how could she not know the horror of Luo Wang?
She didn't want to take action, but this group of bandits was so large that the caravan guards couldn't withstand it. After all the people were killed or injured, the bandits would eventually come to her door.
Taking action earlier could save a few more lives.
Unknowingly, Frightened Salamander's blood began to heat up.
He touched Yan Lu's head and said softly: "You stay in the car and don't move. I'll go out and take a look."
Yan Lu looked at her with tearful eyes and nodded obediently.
Jing Salamander opened the car curtain, and a beautiful face was instantly illuminated by the firelight.
Wu Nian was like a ghost at this moment, standing in the darkness not far away. The moment he saw the Frightened Salamander come out, his eyes lit up.
Frightened Salamander jumped out of the carriage, and instead of using her Frightened Salamander sword, she picked up an ordinary sword from the ground.
An ordinary sword is no longer ordinary at this moment. It is in the hands of Jing Salamander, and the blade is beginning to show its edge.
The guards were forced to retreat, and the encirclement became smaller and smaller.
One of the guards was knocked to the ground by two bandits, and one of them struck him in the head with an axe.
At this time, a sword trembled in the night sky, a flash of white light flashed across his neck, and the smell of blood instantly filled the air.
The bandit made a "plop" and knelt on the ground weakly. The ax fell from his hand and his head hung down as if he had lost support.
The figure of the Frightened Salamander kept moving rapidly among the crowd, and the sword in his hand was always harvesting lives.
Wu Nian's mind was running at high speed at this time.
The original plan of acquaintance was overturned by him because he felt that not only would it be unbelievable, but it would also make people wary of him and guard him.
He now plans to use another method. This method does not require Yan Lu to see the living Wuming in person, and the effect will be much higher than his original plan's success rate.
"I am actually the senior brother Yan Lu has never met. I was so unsatisfactory that Master disliked me and refused to recognize me."
"I want to tell him, master, that he is not dead. I have seen him and I have taken his clothes as evidence. I can also learn his swordsmanship."
"Well, that's it. I don't believe that a little brat can fool you."
"All I lack is an opportunity to get in touch with them in a reasonable way, and now this opportunity has come."
The Frightened Salamander transforms into a Valkyrie and kills the bandits indiscriminately, making the guards look straight.
The leader's eyes were wide open, and there was no figure in his pupils, only the sword light that lit up from time to time.
He never thought that the woman he kindly took in during the journey would have such advanced martial arts. At that time, he was afraid that her mother and son would be humiliated by thieves. But now it seems that the orphan and the widow dare to travel far away.
It is something to rely on.
Now, it is clear who protects whom and who takes care of whom.
Fortunately, his kind deed was responded to, otherwise, the entire caravan would be finished tonight.
Wu Nian slowly untied the baggage on his back and took out Baihong.
He held his sword and walked step by step towards the Frightened Salamander, which was dozens of meters away.
Step by step, he walked out of the dark shadows and walked into the area illuminated by the torches in the hands of the bandits.
A bandit held a low-quality sword in both hands and looked at his companions in the center of the battle screaming and wailing. He was suddenly sweating, and he began to retreat step by step.
Suddenly, he felt as if he bumped into someone on his back, and then he was horrified to find that at some point, an unsheathed sword had been placed at his throat.
He saw the hand holding the sword coming from behind. He slowly turned his head, and cold sweat instantly broke out from the pores on his body.
"Qiang!"
The hand holding the sword flicked the hilt with his thumb, half of Bai Hong's body was unsheathed, and a cold light lit up, cutting his throat. At the moment the sword was unsheathed, he saw what was behind him from the blade illuminated by the fire.
The sword master is a young man who is still very immature.
Among the group of thieves, without realizing it, a stranger suddenly appeared, carrying a baggage and dressed as a knight. In front of him, a bandit fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, and the blood that was gurgling was drying.
Spread on sandy soil.
The moment Bai Hong unsheathed his sword, the trembling sound of the sword had attracted the attention of the bandits.
This group of people who have been licking blood from the edge of the knife for a long time are not all cowards. There are many rangers like Wu Nian who have been hacked to death by them.
Each one has the same characteristics, and they are euphemistically called "chivalrous and righteous", but in the eyes of the bandits, they are reckless in life and death.
A bandit held a torch and rushed toward Wu Nian with a roar. Within two steps, the torch slammed into Wu Nian's body. The flames streaked across the airflow and made a roaring sound as it was torn by the wind.
Wu Nian's expression was indifferent and cold, and he turned slightly to the right. His cold pupils moved with the passing flames. He gently raised his right hand, and the white rainbow still hidden in the scabbard was placed across the bandit's throat.
"Qiang!"
Wu Nian pulled the scabbard of the sword, and half of Bai Hong's sword came out of its sheath, wiping off the thief's neck.
A scabbard, Bai Hong put it into the scabbard again.
Draw the sword!
This is the most elegant killing sword skill of a swordsman.
Jing Salamander, whose body was covered in blood like splashed ink, also discovered Wu Nian who saw an injustice on the road and drew his sword to help.
She killed one person at a time in an attempt to get closer to Wu Nian. There was nothing she could do, there were too many bandits, and the number of torches alone was more than a hundred, not to mention that most of them did not hold torches.
From a military perspective, the current situation is one of being divided and surrounded.
Under siege by hundreds of people, even top-notch experts can only retreat temporarily, otherwise, even if they win, it will be a miserable victory. Just with this number, lining up to kill you can tire people to death.
At this time, the enemies around Jing Salamander were attracted by Wu Nian, and they all swarmed towards Wu Nian. This woman was too powerful to kill. The young man should be much weaker. First, use the human sea tactic to drown the man, and then
It's not too late to go back and take care of the girl.
This is what a bunch of rough guys think.
Jing Salamander quickly eliminated the dozen or so bandits that were delaying her actions, and then quickly rushed over to support Wu Nian. This chapter has been completed!