A long, dark rope silently cut through the night sky and struck at his chest.
Chu Shaoyang was horrified. He pointed his toes to the ground and retreated quickly. With a swish sound, the black rope hit the ground and splashed a large piece of soil. This shows how powerful the blow was. If it hit a flesh and blood body, Go ahead, I'm afraid he will be seriously injured immediately.
Just by looking at the whip power of this rope, Chu Shaoyang knew that he had met a powerful opponent. What made him even more shocked was that the attacker had been hiding in the dark. He didn't even see what the opponent looked like. I don’t even know if it’s a boy or a girl, old or young.
"Whoever dares to plot a sneak attack against me, get out!"
He shouted sharply, while looking around, trying to find the person hiding in the dark, but he saw nothing except the dark shadows of the trees around him.
Fortunately, the man missed the target and did not continue to attack.
Chu Shaoyang calmed down and flew over to pick up the Spirit Snake Soft Sword that fell on the ground. At the same time, he secretly accumulated strength in his left palm to prevent the man from attacking again.
With the soft sword in his hand, he was determined and cursed again.
But the surroundings were quiet, there was no sound, only the night wind whimpered through the treetops, as if everything that had just happened was a dream.
Chu Shaoyang knew that it was definitely not a dream!
Just now he had gone back and forth from life to death, and from death to life again!
The man who secretly attacked knocked off his long sword with one whip, and forced him to retreat with another whip. As long as the whip continued to attack, he had no weapon in his hand and was very likely to die.
He broke into a cold sweat.
"Who! Who is it!" He shouted loudly and looked around. When his eyes fell on the pile of dead bodies, his pupils shrank again.
Gone!
The Thousand-faced Young Master who was sitting among the dead bodies just now, unable to resist, is gone!
And it disappeared right under his nose.
ghost? Is it a ghost? The person who launched a sneak attack on me just now was not a human at all, but a ghost
If it were a human being, how high would that person’s martial arts be? It can be said that it is incredibly high. Chu Shaoyang does not believe that there is such a master in the world. That is impossible!
Therefore, the one who rescued the Thousand-faced Young Master must be a ghost, which is why I didn’t see anything.
He shivered intelligently, and the night wind blew, bringing a thick smell of blood in the air that could not be exhausted.
Looking around, there were bloody corpses of black-armored soldiers everywhere, but he didn't even see any hidden weapons used by the Thousand-faced Master. This kind of weird method could only be used by ghosts.
Therefore, it must be a ghost!
Chu Shaoyang was horrified, turned around and ran away. His eyes flashed and he suddenly landed on the carriage beside him.
He jumped up without hesitation, drove the carriage and ran away.
"Adopted father! Adopted father! Let me go, I... I'm going to chase him, he drove the carriage away, Girl Shen... Girl Shen is still in the car! Adopted father, let me go quickly, I must Go get her back!"
At the most critical moment just now, the master of Zixiao Pavilion suddenly swung out the long rope and knocked away Chu Shaoyang's long sword. At the same time, the long rope spun around, surrounded Young Master Qianmian, brought him to his side, and quickly nodded. His acupuncture points stopped the blood from flowing out from the wounds.
Then he swung the black rope again, repelling Chu Shaoyang, but did not continue the attack.
All this happened when the rabbit was up and the falcon was about to fall. He was dressed in black and was hiding in the dark. In addition, he made no sound when the black rope was swung out, so Chu Shaoyang didn't even notice a corner of his clothes.