Chapter 537 Going to Death
Ping!
Tang Jiao raised one hand in front of her chest, and her spiritual sword returned to guard, blocking the rapier thrust by an assassin. At the same time, her other hand was raised and swung around her head, and the spiritual sword suddenly swung. Divide into two and launch thrusts from both sides of the killer at the same time.
The killer was caught off guard and was hit by the two flower-piercing spiritual swords from his neck and under his ribs. His body stiffened and he slowly fell down.
Blood spattered on Tang Jiao's slightly pale face. She took two steps back, bit her lip, and looked at the body lying on the ground, her chest heaving.
"What's wrong?"
At this time, Qiu Chan behind her took a step back and their backs were touching. Qiu Chan asked, "Aren't you used to killing people?"
Tang Jiao didn't Respond.
It's not that she has never fought with people, nor has she ever "killed" people, but the last time she "killed" people was in the illusion of the Hidden Dragon Hundred Heroes Conference.
The killing at that time was not really taking human life, which was different from now.
The sweet and warm blood, the lifeless corpse lying on the ground, the body pierced by his own hands...
Before he had time to think too much, another killer pounced!
Qiu Chan grabbed Tang Jiao away, swallowed the soft sword, and the coldness clung to the edge of the sword, circled the thin sword, and circled towards the killer.
The killer's face was expressionless. He didn't care that the tip of the soft sword was about to stab him, and he just continued to stab forward with the thin sword.
Qiu Chan's pupils shrank - the opponent wanted to risk his life with this sword, but it was impossible for her to do so, so she stepped back and changed her moves.
But at this moment, Tang Jiao suddenly raised her head, a murderous intent flashing in her eyes.
The next moment, the two spiritual swords thrust forward without any hesitation and passed through the killer's neck!
The spiritual swords merged into one in the air and flew back to Tang Jiao's hand with blood.
Seeing the killer's body fall to the ground, Qiu Chan's pressure suddenly eased.
She turned around and kicked away a killer who was approaching from behind. She smiled at Tang Jiao and said, "It seems that my worries are unnecessary?"
"They killed Mr. Nan."
Tang Jiao also smiled, but her smile was particularly cold: "Whether it is Wuli Village or Xiaoyu Pavilion, it is the same...I will not allow it, and there will be more The people around her died in their hands."
After saying that, she raised her spiritual sword and faced the other killer.
Qiu Chan raised the corner of her mouth, said nothing, shook her soft sword, and rushed towards the killers on her side.
On the other side, Wu Yanzheng and Jiang Qi were fighting inextricably.
They were close together and moving quickly, their swords flashing, their moves sharp, and the crisp metal sound heard endlessly.
The swordsmanship of the two men is equally weird and tricky. They stab up and down with their fingers, and stab in front and behind. It is completely contrary to common sense. What's more important is that both of them do not avoid the other's stabs at all, letting them do whatever they want. The other party stabbed bloody holes in his body.
Wu Yan doesn't feel pain, but Jiang Qi always frowns slightly when he is stabbed - he obviously feels pain, but he is deliberately avoiding the feeling of pain.
But having said that, his swordsmanship is more powerful than Wu Yan's, and his moves are also quicker.
What's more important is that although Wu Yan is interested in swordsmanship, it is not a sword in his hand, but a sharp iron rod that has been bent.
After a hard fight, Wu Yan was obviously more seriously injured, but Jiang Qi's movements began to slow down.
Looking at it this way... they are evenly matched.
Tang Min blocked the swords thrust by the two killers, looked at Wu Yan, and murmured softly: "What a monster..."
In this moment of distraction, A thin sword suddenly came from a strange and tricky angle, and was about to hit the back of Tang Min's neck!
“Uncle!”
Not far away, Tang Jiao's nervous exclamation came.
But Tang Min didn't take it seriously. He held the short stick in his backhand and shook it slightly. The two ends of the short stick made a "clang" sound, and a long sharp blade popped out!
This is not a short stick, it is clearly a double-ended long sword!
The long knife suddenly poked out, even longer than the rapier. With a pop, it pierced into the flesh of the killer in the shadow. Tang Min paused before the rapier touched his skin. . Tang Min sneered and waved another short stick. The short stick also ejected a long blade and turned into a double-headed long knife, breaking the wrist of the oncoming killer!
Dang!
Wu Yan and Jiang Qi's weapons collided, and they both retreated at the same time. Wu Yan retreated to Tang Min's side.
Covered in blood, he turned his head and glanced at the double-headed dagger.
"...No need to use the sword anymore? Just to protect yourself?" Wu Yan was speechless.
Tang Min chuckled: "Who doesn't know how to hold back?"
After saying that, he raised his arms, his body was ignited with a raging fighting spirit, and he brandished two double-headed long knives. The blades were like two wolf-moon crescents, splattering bursts of moonlight like sword light, and everything they touched was damaged. Blood splattered wildly!
Who is this killer? He is clearly a berserker!
He was like a ferocious beast, rampaging among the killers.
Seeing her uncle being so brave, Tang Jiao breathed a sigh of relief.
Her eyes were cold, and she waved her hands. Under her control, the two spiritual swords were changing countless exquisite sword skills, like two flying butterflies, drawing elegant arcs, and the gorgeous and dazzling swords In the law, the killer's life is harvested.
Qiu Chan's style can be described as... slow work and meticulous work.
After breaking through the six realms, the soft sword always has a cold air attached to it when it is entangled. Every move and every move is not fatal, but it leaves patches on the killers. The spreading ice crystals made them slower and slower.
She held back the most killers. Her steps were light and agile, and she shuttled back and forth among the killers. Every time she passed by, the killers' movements became slower, until their joints and vitals were all... After being covered in ice crystals and frozen, making it difficult to move, Qiu Chan would "mercifully" hand out the last sword to save their lives.
On the other side, the battle between Wu Yan and Jiang Qi has also become intense.
Jiang Qi’s sword skills became more and more fierce. Each sword was aimed directly at Wu Yan’s vital points, but Wu Yan did not block or dodge. Only when those sword moves might cut his throat or pierce his heart, Only then would he move slightly so that the sword could be deflected slightly.
Boom!
There was a buzzing sound. It was Wu Yan forcibly clamping the rapier with his own flesh and blood, but Jiang Qi suddenly got up and hit him on the temple with his elbow!
Wu Yan tilted his head, and his eyes quickly filled with blood, but his face remained expressionless. Instead, he still clamped the rapier tightly, and at the same time waved his hand, and the iron rod moved at an extremely tricky angle. Smashed it hard!
After the whistling wind, there was a crisp "ping" sound!
The bloody iron rod dragged on the ground, bending even more.
Jiang Qi took a few steps back. The right arm that had just been holding the sword was hanging limply by his side. The upper arm was twisted at an extremely terrifying and tragic angle. It was obvious that the bones there had been shattered.
Wu Yan slowly stood up straight, stretched out his hand, and pulled out the rapier from his body, then threw away the iron rod and held the rapier in his hand.
At the same time, Qiu Chan, Tang Jiao, and Tang Min also turned their heads and looked at Jiang Qi.
At their feet, the corpses of killers lay scattered one after another. Their red clothes were stained with blood. The blood flowed into the creek at the bottom of the cave, dyeing the water red.
Jiang Qi took two steps back.
Wu Yan held the rapier and took two steps forward.
"You guys can't get through." Jiang Qi suddenly said: "He's coming."
"He?"
Wu Yan frowned slightly and was about to ask a question, A familiar and cold aura instantly enveloped the four of them.
They followed the breath and suddenly raised their heads.
I saw only the top of the cave, and at some point, there was a figure like a gecko, climbing upside down on the ceiling of the cave.
"Fuck!"
Tang Min's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but curse: "Why is he here again!"
Yes, the man in the cave is exactly the same. It’s the weirdo from before!
He lost two eyes and lost one hand. At this time, he no longer flinched when facing the wave cutter, nor was he arrogant and ferocious before. Instead, he was extremely indifferent, Extremely cruel...
Like, a very hungry cheetah.
(End of this chapter)