When Gong Dou's trio held hands and jumped out of the surrounding area like three wild ducks, Ximen Chuixue was already in a tough fight.
He has been learning swordplay since he was seven years old, and he has been fighting in the world since he was fourteen years old. He does not know how many treacherous people died under his sword. He always felt that when the sword edge pierced the opponent's throat, blood would burst out. , the brilliance of that moment is incomparable to anything.
It’s different now.
His sword can only be struck on the skeletons one after another. The sword will be caught by the hard bones, and those skeletons with will-o'-the-wisps in their eyes will take this opportunity to raise their scimitars. And the shield, slash him hard! Therefore, every time he draws his sword, he must use 12% of his strength to smash the bones in front of him with one sword. At this time, more bones will swarm towards him.
The sword posture does not require any skills, and the sword moves do not require any changes, they just need to be fast enough and powerful enough!
That's not how the sword is used. If he cuts like this, he will develop a very bad habit, and his sword skills will fall vertically like some kind of persistence.
He was tired of killing.
The sky is as dark as ink, the night is moonless, and monsters are whispering and shouting in their ears. The faint will-o'-wisps around the church and the fireballs released from time to time by the monster mage are the only sources of light here.
Ximen Chuixue leaned against a dead tree to catch his breath. The two corpses hanging on the tree were swayed by the wind and bumped against his bleeding left arm.
The palm of his hand was full of cold sweat caused by the pain and was a little slippery, but he had to tighten his grip on the sword and not let go for a moment.
The left arm was pierced by an arrow. It was the arrow shot by the former Rogge female warrior who had been assimilated by the devil. When Ximen Chuixue noticed that she was bending the bow and setting up an arrow, it was already too late to take precautions. The arrow came with great force. When it penetrated into the flesh, Ximen Chuixue immediately used his Qinggong skills and ran away without even thinking about it. .
Those skeleton monsters endlessly emerged from the sarcophagus in the cemetery in front of the church, and Shi Guanyin was locked in one of the sarcophagi.
She is still alive, maybe she is about to die, maybe after she dies, she will be assimilated into the same monster, maybe even more powerful than that guy named Xuewu.
This is where Ximen Chuixue feels worried, or fearful.
The scary and dark caves will not scare him, and the various monsters and behemoths will not scare him. What really scares him is this world, a world with souls and hell.
He fears his own fall after death.
In the drizzle, skeleton monsters and zombies covered in ulcers but with skin as hard as armor are wandering and searching. They have no consciousness of their own, are not tired, not hungry, and are not afraid. .
Sadly, Ximen Chuixue no longer has the energy to spend time with them. There are only two bottles of the medicine given by Akara, which can only heal injuries but cannot restore physical strength, let alone relieve hunger.
Want to leave? But Shi Guanyin was sealed in the coffin. Once she died, he would have to die too, wouldn't he leave? Standing here waiting to be discovered by the monster...I didn't know which side would die faster.
At this moment, a woman's call came from the vast darkness. The voice was vague and almost covered by the voice of monsters, but the urgency in the voice was very clear.
"Ximen Chuixue—where are you—Ximen—Shi Guanyin—"
It's Lin Xian'er!
She found her after all.
What followed was the sound of arrows being shot, bang bang bang, continuous, resounding throughout this drizzle night.
"Ximen Chuixue——" She was so anxious that she was about to cry, and her soft words gradually turned sad, making Ximen Chuixue inexplicably feel like her life was being demanded by an unjust ghost.
He looked for the direction from which the sound came.
Of course Lin Xianer did not come by herself, and I don’t know what means she used to bring three Rogge warriors. Each of them had a knife on their waist and either a crossbow or a crossbow in their hands. There was also the boatman in blue. The four of them protected Lin Xian'er tightly. She herself was carrying a bow and arrow and holding a torch in her hand.
“I’m here,” he said.
As soon as Lin Xianer saw Ximen Chuixue, her eyes turned red and she rushed up and hugged him.
Just when Ximen Chuixue wanted to push him away, she let go of her embrace, sobbing and tears falling down one after another.
The light of the torch illuminated the faces of the two people. Ximen Chuixue's face was pale, his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat, and his face was stained with blood. Lin Xian'er's face was clean, but covered with tear stains.
She cried and said angrily: "Why don't you just die? Do you know how many bottles of that fishy and smelly medicine I drank! Do you know what kind of medicine I spent? The price is to persuade these people to come out with me to find you! Do you know..."< br>
She covered her face and cried bitterly: "Do you know how scared I am..."
"I was living well, why did I come to this lousy place! This lousy place!" Simon Fubuki just stood there, watching her vent quietly.
"Why is my life so miserable? I don't care if I live in danger, but I still stay with a man like you. Why don't I just die..." While crying, Lin Xianer reached into her arms and took out two Zhang came with the pancake wrapped in cloth. Ximen Chuixue took it and found it was still warm.
The pancake was very hard to eat, like chewing sawdust. Ximen Chuixue ate it slowly and heard the boatman say: "Kasha has said, as long as you can kill Xuewu, these three Roggs can It's free for you to drive, but..."
His eyes fell on Ximen Chuixue's left arm that was shot through: "It seems that you haven't succeeded yet, so I have to take these people back."< br>
Ximen Chuixue was noncommittal.
The group of people walked so slowly, Warev continued: "I heard that your ultimate goal is the Demon God of Hell. If this is the case, then Andariel, who is guarding the Eastern Route, you We have to send her back to hell.”
——Andariel, the Queen of Pain, one of the four little demons of hell. As you can tell from this name, she is an extremely difficult character to deal with.
Lin Xianer shivered in the wind and rain.
She suddenly asked: "Where is Shi Guanyin? Is she...is she still alive?"
Ximen Chuixue said: "I don't know."
"You Don’t know? Could it be that you haven’t found her yet?”
"I saw her being carried into a sarcophagus by skeletons. Those skeletons were born from the sarcophagus."
Lin Xianer shuddered again, but soon, the expression on her face He showed a fierce expression: "I'll go with you and rescue her!"
Ximen Chuixue glanced at her and said, "Aren't you afraid?"
Lin Xian Er handed the torch to Varui Husband, holding the bow and arrow on her back, the monster appeared in front of her eyes. She shot out an arrow, and then added another: "Of course I am afraid, but whoever wants me to die, I want him to die! These Monsters, since you have forced me to this point, and you are useless, what else can I do besides go up and fight for my life? "
...The useless Ximen Chuixue didn't say a word until dawn.
It's dawn.
In this land shrouded by the shadow of hell demons, even the sunlight seems to be covered with a layer of gloom, and the sky and the earth are lifeless gray.
Ximen Chuixue is approaching Xuewu step by step.
Lin Xianer also has three Rogges responsible for attracting skeleton soldiers, which saves Ximen Chuixue from wasting a lot of unnecessary energy. He only needs to concentrate on facing one opponent.
That wasn't easy.
Xuewu was an excellent mercenary during her lifetime, so she was recruited to kill the Demon God of Hell, and she was successful, so after her death, she naturally became a very difficult opponent.
Ximen Chuixue drank a bottle of potion and resisted the turbulence in his stomach. The black-sheathed sword pierced the cold and humid air, and swung away the arrows that were shot. He blocked them as he had done countless times before. All the opponent's escape routes!
With one sword strike, Xuewu's bow and arrow was split into two sections, and a pool of blood slowly dripped from his own abdomen.
With two swords, Xuewu's bird-shaped helmet was cut in half, and blood of blood spurted out. Her demonized voice was sharp and hoarse, and she howled angrily.
Three swords, a bright electric light shot out in all directions. The skeleton soldiers around were struck by the electric light and turned into powder. Xuewu's body fell down, and the blue soul turned into a demon body. floated out and gradually dissipated in the wind.
"Shi Guanyin is here!" Lin Xian'er shouted in surprise: "Quickly, lift her out and see if she is still alive? Where is the red medicine? Who still has the red medicine?"
< br>It’s over...
The rain was blowing on his face, and Ximen Chuixue suddenly felt that the scenery in front of him was gradually blurring, and the sky and the earth were spinning and collapsing.
“Congratulations to the player Ximen Chuixue, you have gained three thousand points and can draw skills once.”
(End of this chapter)
The author said: Of course what he pulled out was not a serious skill (he let out a heart-rending laugh)
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