Chapter 10 There is a sword in front of the knee, and a sword runs through the blood
Chapter 10 There is a sword across the knee, a sword passing through the blood ()
"A victim of the big shots..."
Ning Que looked at this scene and thought silently in his heart, but felt two cold eyes coming from beside him. He turned around and found that Sangsang was looking at him quietly with his face sideways.
Looking at each other for a second or two, usually very short, but now it was very long.
Ning Que was once again defeated in front of his little maid. He sighed helplessly in his heart. His leg muscles tightened slightly, and his toes were inserted into the thick fallen leaves and slightly moist soil, ready to exert force at any time.
In the distance, in the depths of Beishan Road, which is getting darker and darker as the sun sets, between the gray-black branches, a strong wind suddenly hits for no reason. The new young branches on the branches are hidden under the protection of the old bark and are not harmed.
Instead, the leaves that had accumulated on the ground for who knows how many years were swept up into the air, fluttering, rustling, and then falling one after another.
In spring, the endless falling trees rustle.
A burly man wearing dark light armor appeared in the depths of Beishan Road. With a thunderous roar, a faint earth-colored light seeped out of his light armor, shining and disappearing, like a god rising from the clouds.
An occasional glimpse.
His two arms as thick as big trees suddenly rose up, turning a heavy stone he picked up from nowhere into a whizzing stone bullet, slamming into the gorgeous carriage!
What a terrifying power that can turn a person into a long-range slinging siege machine!
The heavy rocks roared and cracked into the air at high speed, and branches shattered at the slightest touch along the way. Along an arc, they traveled across a distance of hundreds of meters inexorably, and hit the first carriage accurately and coldly!
There was only a muffled bang, and the ornately decorated carriage with a solid interior was suddenly scattered into a pile of waste wood and rags, with faint blood from severed limbs inside.
The guards of the Tang Dynasty, who had been kneeling on one knee outside the carriage with knives in hand, still had a cold expression. They seemed unable to see that the carriage behind them had been turned into garbage, and that the princess they swore to protect had been shattered into pieces. There were even expressions of surprise on their faces.
None, on the contrary, I can even see a hint of relief and calmness.
"Front line, shoot!"
The leader of the guards shouted lowly.
The three subordinates remained in a half-kneeling position. Their right hands had already released the hilts of their knives. They aimed the powerful military crossbow arrows deep into the forest and quickly pulled the triggers.
The nine crossbow arrows shot through the slowly dancing leaves like lightning, accurately hitting the body of the god-like man. However, the burly man just waved his hand, brushing away the two crossbow arrows that hit the door, and hit himself.
The crossbow arrows in his chest were ignored at all.
The big man's stone-like palms were numb from the shock of the high-speed crossbow arrows. The crossbow arrows on his chest were clamped in the light armor. They trembled twice like an unsteady long-legged insect, and then fell to the ground. There were blood stains on the arrow tips, probably
He only suffered some minor injuries.
Because the distance was too far, this wave of crossbow arrows had no effect other than the above-mentioned effects. The leader of the guards had been mentally prepared for this, and there was no change in the expression on his face. He looked at the tall figure standing deep in the North Mountain Road, raised his right hand and shouted
:"treat!"
The three guards put down their crossbows and once again grasped the hilts of the swords tilted toward the sky with their right hands.
Because of Sangsang, Ning Que originally planned to find an opportunity to rescue the poor scapegoat in the carriage. However, the battle situation changed so quickly that he had no time to react. The giant man from the sky appeared in front of everyone, and the heavy stone flew from the sky.
The gorgeous carriage and the women in it were all turned into bloody powder.
Do you sympathize with the unknown woman, or do you feel that as a master, you are unworthy of trusting your little maid? In short, his eyes fell deep into the North Mountain Road at this time, and his face was a little ugly.
Through the use of some kind of secret cultivation technique, the giant man possessed such violent and incredible power, but throwing a boulder weighing more than a thousand kilograms such a long distance still cost him a great price, and he only saw a pale face.
He was flushed, sweat spurted out of the arrow holes in his light armor, and his legs were shaking slightly, as if he was losing strength.
I don't know why, faced with such a good opportunity, the dozen or so guards with indifferent expressions did not choose to attack, but still guarded the second carriage vigilantly.
An old man wearing an old robe sat in this carriage, his eyes still closed.
Suddenly, the old man's gray hair started to move, flowing like a silver stream through the dirty old robe. The old sword lying horizontally between his knees began to buzz, and the sword in the sheath kept hitting the inner wall.
It seems that he can't wait to be born and drink blood.
Urn...urn...urn!
Stupid!
A clear cry!
The bright dagger took off its sheath on its own, and suddenly swung across the old man's knees. It turned into a light blue sword light, curled up and split into the wind, and stabbed silently and sharply into the depths of the North Mountain Road, as if it was about to kill the god-like figure.
The huge body penetrates!
There seemed to be an invisible mirror between the last twilight at the Beishan Pass and the dark dense forest. When the bright dagger flew out of the sheath on the old man's knee, it turned into a stream of light and went away. On the other side of the dense forest, there was a vaguely visible sword blade.
The gray shadow roars in!
That light gray shadow, like lightning, was among the fallen leaves flying all over the sky one moment, and the next moment it came to the battlefield of the Beishan Crossing. The low hum at the beginning turned into wind and thunder in the blink of an eye.
's roar.
The gray shadow was extremely fast, and the power it carried directly shattered all the leaves within a few feet of the surrounding area. The silky broken leaves were dragged into a straight line behind the shadow. The end of the line was the person with no body on his knees.
The old man with the sword.
"Great Swordsman!"
Looking at the gray shadow that had turned into a storm, the guards who had always been as calm as stone sculptures finally changed their expressions, and someone shouted a warning. When the most powerful old man in the party took action, the sword came out of the old sheath on his knee and pointed directly at the forest.
When the giant man was hiding in the depths, the enemy's strongest man, who had been hiding until now, finally showed his traces.
As soon as it appears, there will be thunder and wind.
In the empire, in order to assassinate Her Royal Highness, the other party actually dispatched two monks with superhuman strength, and even dispatched a great swordsman. This fact made everyone feel a little shuddering, but the guards still couldn't see anything on their faces.
With timidity and only absolute emotion, the leader of the guards shouted: "Behead!"
A series of dense sounds of blades being unsheathed were heard continuously. Dozens of sharp steel knives, with the momentum and determination to never turn back, accompanied by the sound of the guards breathing heavily as they tried their best, struck the empty space in front of them one by one.
Cut it off everywhere, swish swish swish!
Each sword light was so sharp and powerful that it cut through the air, cut off the hills in the imagination, and formed a dense network of swords, tightly protecting the old man without a sword on his knees.
The gray shadow shuttled at high speed and flew in front of the sword formation. Seeing that it was about to be cut down by the sharp swords, it suddenly made a strange pause in mid-air, then turned sideways, cleverly avoiding the sharp edges of the sword formation.
He flew away with a sneer.
The moment it appeared in the dense forest of Beishan Road, it had become a force of wind and thunder, seemingly irresistible. However, no one expected that after entering the real battle, the gray shadow would actually move in a smart and strange way!
The moment the gray shadow turned around, its speed dropped sharply, and finally I could vaguely see its body. It was like a very thin and dim shadow of a sword, and it seemed that a gust of wind could blow it away into the sky.
Such a sword shadow is as thin as a cicada's wing and feels no harder than a piece of paper. Its trajectory is elusive and as agile as a ghost. As it turns and flies away with a scoff, it flies up against the blade of a guard with lightning.
It grazed his chin, leaving a faint trace of blood.
The next moment, the faint blood stain expanded rapidly, and blood spurted out violently. The guard held the knife in his right hand, and covered his neck with his left hand. Blood overflowed from his fingers. He stared at the depths of the forest with wide eyes and slowly fell forward.
Next, until the moment of death, he still did not see the powerful swordsman.
The gray sword shadow drew a smooth arc in the air, and passed back to the sword array like lightning. Suddenly it was in front, and then behind. The trajectory was unpredictable and impossible to capture. In the blink of an eye, two more guards were killed.
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Blood drops slowly fell in the air. The guard leader had a cold and calm expression. He held the slender handle of the knife tightly with both hands and stared at the gray sword shadow. Suddenly he stepped forward with his left foot, exerting force on his waist and abdomen, and the blade was tilted.
Lightning struck down diagonally, and at the same time he shouted loudly: "Come together!"
Following the sword formation command, the four guards in front of him and behind him who had been waiting for the opportunity for a long time danced the steel knives in their hands into snowflakes, forcing the gray sword shadow into a small space, and that space immediately
It was shattered by the slanting knife of the guard leader who concentrated all his energy!
The gray sword shadow was extremely fast, and just as he was about to be cut by the blade, he forcibly paused in a very small space. The leader of the guards had been prepared for this, and only heard him groan, holding the long sword in his left hand.
The end of the hilt was pressed hard, and the blade that was slashing diagonally downwards was raised like lightning, just in time to hit the sword shadow!
There was a slight muffled sound, and the agile gray sword fell into the dust like a thin snake that had been hit seven inches, and fell into the thick rotten mud of fallen leaves.
This was the first time since the battle that the sword formation of the Tang guards hit the enemy's sword master's sword shadow. However, no one cheered. To be precise, there was no time to cheer, because the dead leaves on the ground began to vibrate violently and arched, like
It was a giant snake that had come to life, moving quickly under the feet of the guards.
The dead leaves flew into the wet mud and splashed, and the gray-black sword shadow shot up and penetrated like lightning. It easily cut through the cotton armor outside the thigh of a guard and cut a fatal artery!
Depressed groans sounded from time to time in the sword formation. The guards fell one after another. Occasionally, they could hit the gray sword shadow, but they could never completely chop it into a dead thing. The expression of the guard leader gradually showed sadness and anger.
Colorful, in the depressing and tragic atmosphere, he took another step forward, held the long handle of the knife with both hands, shouted loudly, and then chopped!
"Come on!" he shouted sharply.
The last surviving guards shouted in unison and rushed toward the gray shadow desperately, using their bodies and the light of the swords in their hands to set up the last barrier.
With two soft squeaks, the bodies of the two guards fell to the ground lifelessly. The guard leader's earlobe was neatly cut in half, and blood dripped. There were a few bloody mouths on his body, as if someone was drunk.
After the wanton wild grass.
The gray sword shadow was struck by the guards' blades for the seventh time, and its speed had become much slower than at the beginning. However, it was not shot down after all. It vibrated and flew slowly, broke through the sword array, and came to the man.
In front of an old man wearing an old robe.
At this time, everyone finally saw the gray sword shadow clearly. It was a small sword without a handle. The dim sword body was extremely thin, and there was no trace of blood left.
The leader of the guards, who was covered in blood, knelt down on one knee with his sword in hand, lowered his head and gritted his teeth and thought unwillingly: There is only one sword left... Just one sword left to complete this seemingly impossible task for himself and his brothers. However, after all, the great swordsman is still a great sword.
Teacher!
The seemingly long battle process was actually just a few times when the wind of the sword was fierce, the shadow of the sword floated several times, and the blood was sprayed several times. During this process, the old man in old robes sitting on the carriage flew away from his knees with the sword.
He always 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 hanging gently on his knees were trembling slightly. The thumbs of both hands quickly pressed on the two horizontal stripes of the middle index finger, and they were like a dragonfly touching water. It seemed that he was doing something extremely complicated.
calculation.
Just when the small handleless sword flew in front of him, less than a foot away from his eyebrows, the old man finally opened his eyes and looked over.
At a glance, the small handleless sword was hanging in the air as if solidified, unable to move at all!
The giant man in the depths of the jungle who was about to be forgotten by everyone looked at the bright flying sword in his broad palm that had been crushed into scrap metal. He was in a daze, and finally guessed what was going on. He raised his head and roared in panic.