One sword attack towards the small tree turned into five.
The three sword blades whirred around the copper bowl and shot towards the body of the ascetic. The other two sword blades did not come back to help themselves, but simply ignored the green light dagger of the long-robed swordsman and stabbed sharply at an angle. To his face!
Even though it is a cultivator's war, the middle-aged man in blue shirt is still imbued with the harsh and cruel meaning of Chang'an Jianghu: If you kill me, you will die. I have practiced in the night of Chang'an Jianghu for many years, and I am not afraid of life and death. , you have been cultivating under the protection of the famous mountain and Dachuan masters for many years, are you afraid of death?
The long-robed swordsman was afraid of death. With a slightly pale complexion, he pointed his sword skills at the same time, and forcibly recalled the green light dagger that had just flown out of the distance. At the most dangerous moment, he knocked away two incoming missiles. The sword piece in his eye, just this movement made his right hand tremble slightly, and veins loomed on the back of his white hand.
The ascetic next to him looked solemnly at the three sword fragments attacking his body. It was too late to recall the heavy copper bowl to protect his body. He only saw him uttering a vague word, and the string of rosary beads hanging between the tiger's mouth of his left hand floated. He stood up and whirled around his body, sparks flying everywhere, and he collided with the three sword pieces with strange traces countless times in an instant!
The shadow of the sword came through the air, the copper bowl rose from the water, the green light dagger pierced the door of the house, the gray sword shadow turned into five sword pieces, the blue light dagger escaped with lightning, and the prayer beads were suspended to protect every link. They all contain extremely terrifying dangers. As long as one of them is not handled properly, someone among these three strong men will bleed to death.
The time scale is different in the world of the strong. This seemingly complicated, dangerous and long process is only a very short moment in the real world. At that time, the water splashed by the copper bowl was still turning into pieces of glass in the air. It had not yet fallen, and the rain all over the courtyard was still slowly weaving a rain curtain, but the elite Tang soldiers holding crossbows showed no reaction at all.
sudden! sudden! chug!
The elites of the Tang Army responded in the shortest possible time, quickly pulled the trigger, and dozens of arrows shot towards the door of the mansion with a strong sound of breaking wind. At this time, the five sword fragments were fighting with the two men in Tingyu Tower. The cultivators were fighting each other, and Chao Xiaoshu had no ability to protect himself. He could only be shot into a hedgehog by those crossbow arrows.
And at this moment, when the crossbow arrows were about to arrive in front of Chao Xiaoshu, a bright sword light illuminated the courtyard, illuminating the layers of rain curtains very clearly, and rolled in all the densely packed crossbow arrows!
The soles of his boots stepped into the puddle at the main entrance of Chao Mansion, digging into the ground like nails. The hands holding the long handle of the knife were as firm as steel. Ning Que didn't know when he walked around Chao Xiaoshu, and the nails on his wrists and forearms were His muscles tensed and relaxed at an unimaginable speed, causing the sharp knife to rotate rapidly around his wrist, turning into a silver buckler, illuminating the old black mask on his face, and knocking away those dense crossbow arrows.
A crisp and shattering sound erupted in front of the two of them. More than a dozen crossbow arrows were forcibly knocked away by the hard blade. They were shot diagonally at high speeds and pierced the wooden plaque of the main entrance of Chao Mansion, followed by a muffled sound.
Dozens of crossbow arrows burst out like a torrential rain. No matter how good Ning Que's sword skills were, he could not completely stop him. However, at this time, his pupils were narrowed and his eyes were extremely sharp, like an eagle flying in the grassland sky. All the details in front of him were revealed. He could see everything clearly, and his mind was as calm as an eagle. He caught the shooting angle of the crossbow arrows based on his feeling, and only swung his sword at those crossbow arrows that could hurt himself and aimed at the small trees, while not attacking those arrows at the edge. Ignore it.
At this moment, the young man who had experienced countless life-and-death struggles over the years perfectly demonstrated his dangerous sense and judgment skills honed by those horrors. Those seemingly extremely dangerous crossbow arrows grazed his earlobes and penetrated his clothes. The hem dug hard into the cracks of the rain-wet bluestone without causing any harm.
"Attack!" an elite leader of the Tang Army shouted sternly.
Following this order, the elite soldiers of the Tang Army who had fired a round of crossbows were divided into two groups. One group quickly pulled the spring to load the arrows, and more than ten soldiers pulled out the steel knives from their waists and silently rushed toward the main entrance of the Chaofu.
Kick! Kick! Kick! Kick! A master of the Tang Army kicked the wet ground with his feet, as if following the last round of crossbow arrows, he rushed over. He was still some distance away from the door of the mansion. He heard a violent roar, leaped high with swords in both hands, and The irresistible force struck Ning Que's head.
The eyes exposed outside the black mask were slightly drooped. Ning Que looked at the rain in front of him. He didn't seem to see the ferocious knife that was about to come. All he saw was that he flipped his wrist and the blade turned into a white light with precision. Wubi chopped off the last two crossbow arrows, and then... the sword light suddenly dimmed and disappeared.
The rainy night was dark and deep, and there was a hidden light inside the building. When the knife was raised, the front surface was reflected by the light and turned into a glossy surface. If the light of the knife disappeared without a trace, then there was only one possibility, that is, the knife was now in a stationary state.
The ordinary sword in his hand was still in the neck of the Tang Army master. The sword was wedged deeply into the man's neck about half way.
The blade broke through the skin and flesh and clamped tightly. Blood gushed out from the tiny edge, and was quickly washed away by the increasingly heavy night rain. Ning Que's left hand was holding the bottom of the knife's handle, and his right hand was on the handle. He held his hands in front of him, lowered his head slightly and watched a drop of rain splashing a turbid flower on the bluestone, maintaining the posture of sinking his knees and turning his waist.
Time seems to stop at this moment, but it will not really stop. Ning Que pulled his left arm like lightning, and the blade made a heart-wrenching sound on the neck of the Tang Army master. It was the sound of metal rubbing against the strong neck bones. Just as the master of the Tang Army fell down with his eyes fixed in death, Ning Que grasped the handle of the knife with his left hand and pushed forward. The blade suddenly jumped up with the rain, and stabbed into the throat of the second enemy.
Holding the long handle of the plain knife with his hands intertwined, his steps were like a leopard jumping in the grass to evade in a very small area. Ning Que made a flat slash with his wrong hand, cutting down the enemy coming from the left, and then turned around and suddenly Using force, the blade cut through the rain curtain, cut off the blade handed from the night, and chopped off half of the shoulder of the fourth enemy.
As soon as they met, four elite soldiers of the Tang Army died under his sword. The blood sprayed from the broken bodies in all directions, as if it was denser than the rain. Ning Que fulfilled his promise and did not let a single crossbow arrow hurt anyone. The body of the little tree, as for the increasingly heavy rain, was not his concern.
The three practitioners were fighting a life-and-death battle using the vitality of heaven and earth as the stage. The elite Tang Army thought they had captured the best opportunity to take action, but they did not expect that the young man standing silently behind Chao Xiaoshu was actually Such a fierce character was probably intimidated by Ning Que's sharp and strange sword skills. The black masks in the eyes of the Tang army elites actually became a bit scary, and their forward steps subconsciously slowed down.
Ning Que held the knife in both hands, his black mask wet with rain rising and falling slowly, and his brows furrowed.
The Datang Army is the most discipline and the most powerful army in the world. These soldiers who appeared in the Chaofu troops tonight are the elite of the Datang Army. Whether they encounter strong and horrible enemies, as long as they encounter powerful horrible enemies, as long The superior did not issue an retreat order, so they would definitely not retreat. As long as there was no military order, even if there were abyss in front of them, they would bravely rush over and never slow down.
The three very fine machine reed sounds, the heavy rain fell, hitting the roof of the rain building, a thunderous sound on the hard bluestone slab, successfully covering these three subtle sounds Essence
But Ning Que has not relaxed. He stared at the seemingly timid Tang Jun elite, holding the handle with both hands, concentrating on listening to any sound in the rainy night, so he captured the three poles in the first time in the first time. The slight machine spring sounds, at the same time made its own judgment: Shenhou crossbow!
The Shenhou crossbow is the most horrible weapon carried by the Tang army. It can launch ten crossbow arrows at one time. What is even more terrible is that the reed of the Shenhou crossbow is specially designed, and the transmitted crossbow arrow speed is fast. This kind of weapon once created countless glory in the history of the Datang Empire's battle in the world. Unfortunately, because the special steel required to create a Shenhou crossbow is getting less and less, it will gradually withdraw from the Tang army standard equipment. I did not expect to appear tonight.
Tang Jun, who was ambushing in the Chaofu, did not use the God Crossbow at first because they were not confident that they could use the gods crossbow to fight in a good state in a good state, and the young man wearing a black mask was not worth using God Hou. Crossbow to cope. They wanted to use ordinary crossbow arrows to cooperate with the ascetic monks and gown swordsmen to gradually consume the strength of small trees, and finally used the gods crossbow to launch a fatal blow. The teenager wearing a black mask could not be killed, not to mention the small tree.
A soy -sized raindrops fell from the upper edge of the black mask to the lower edge. In such a short period of time, Ning Que wanted to understand so many things, and at the same time, his left hand had quietly left the slender handle silently. Behind his own, his fingertips were about to touch the big black umbrella wrapped in thick cloth.
He is not those powerful practitioners. He is just an ordinary teenager. Although countless bloody fighting battles make him a bit unusual, after all, he has no confidence to rely on the Pu Dao in his hand to deal with the Crossbow.
At this moment, a series of subtle and crisp sounds sounded again in the Chaofu in the rain. These sounds were more crisp than the sound of the rain droplets falling into the strings, and the wild bee fluttered by the most mysterious pianist.
Tintin Tintin ... Tintin ... Tintin ... Ding!
I do n't know when the five -way sword shadow is silently listening to the return of the rain building. In the courtyard, it is like a wild bee, and it is woven into a dense network, as if it is spiritual and accurately captured God Hou to God Hou. The shooting trajectory of each crossbow, intercept the ten crossbow arrows, and then fly one by one!
Chao Xiaoshu stood in the rain, and a little pale face had no emotions except calmness. I saw that he opened his right hand hanging slowly outside his sleeve. Xiaoming flew at high speed, and the rainwater of the two was cut out of a tunnel by the breath of the sword film, showing the white line.