With a long spear in his hand, he suddenly appeared like a silver dragon going out to sea, with a brilliant cold glow, this spear looked extremely amazing in the dark night.
Song Qingshu's heart trembled. Even though he knew that Xu Liewu's martial arts were very good just now, he found that he still underestimated him at this moment. With the spear in his hand, his momentum doubled again. Also the top master.
What made Song Qingshu even more troublesome was that the other party's gun didn't go at him, but greeted Mrs. Zhen.
Song Qingshu's most sensible approach at this time is to continue to attack Xu Liewu regardless of Madam Zhen's life or death. Within a few moves, he can take his life, but in this way, Madam Zhen will be instantly bloodied by the opponent's spear The hole, Daluo Jinxian can't save it even if it comes.
Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, but finally he took the initiative to protect the beautiful woman in his arms. Firstly, he is a person who cherishes beauty and beauty in his bones. If he just sits and watches a woman die in his arms like this, it will be difficult for him to get over that hurdle; secondly, he doesn't really want to Killing Xu Liewu, the identity of the other party is sensitive, if he is really killed here, the Mongol army will immediately come to suppress the border. With the style of the Mongols, the city will inevitably be slaughtered for thousands of miles, and blood will flow like a river.
Now that Song Qingshu hasn't integrated his forces well, it would be unwise to start a war with Mongolia immediately.
Xu Liewu has traveled all over the western countries for these years, and his eyesight is so vicious. Seeing this, the spear in his hand continued to attack Madam Zhen who was in the opponent's arms, buying time for himself.
Song Qingshu held the warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms with one hand, and pointed the other hand in the air, and the gunfire all over the sky fell into loneliness in an instant.
Xu Liewu only felt numbness in his mouth, and he almost couldn't hold the spear in his hand. He couldn't help being horrified. You must know that his martial arts are also among the best in Mongolia, where there are so many masters. After ten strokes, the full attack was caught by the opponent with one hand.
However, although he was flustered in his heart, his hands were not in chaos, not only did he not run away, but he used what he had learned in his life to continue attacking the opponent. Born in Mongolia, he understands the principle of never exposing his back to the enemy.
As a result, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel a little headache, this Xu Liewu is a master-level master after all, and now he is fighting so desperately, and he has to protect Mrs. Zhen's safety, so he can't help being a little flustered for a while.
"My lord!"
"There are assassins!"
There was a commotion outside the door, and there was such a big commotion inside the house, if the guards outside still didn't respond, then they could all retire and return home.
The door was slammed open, and two figures rushed in first.
One of them was extremely fast and cunning, like a shadow, he came to Song Qingshu in an instant in a posture almost sliding, and directly attacked him three ways.
"Sacred fire order martial arts?" Song Qingshu was startled. He has fought against Zhang Wuji all these years, and the three envoys of Persia before. It is to retreat and take precautions, so that he will fall into the next few extremely powerful killing moves, and most of them will be on the spot.
So Song Qingshu didn't retreat but advanced, and directly punched the opponent's head, not only dispelling his subsequent moves invisible, but also turning defense into offense, instantly changing the situation.
The person who came was wrapped in a black cloak, and most of his face was covered. Although he couldn't see his expression clearly, he was obviously taken aback. He didn't expect that his ultimate move would be instantly blocked. Counter.
His hands hurriedly folded in front of him, blocking the opponent's menacing punch.
Sensing the sense of twisting and shifting from the fist, Song Qingshu immediately understood that the opponent was using the great teleportation of the universe to remove his punch.
"The old man in the mountain!" Song Qingshu had confirmed the identity of the other party at this time, and he was a little afraid of his title of killer king. Now he was alone in the enemy camp, and he didn't want to fight him in close quarters.
Over the past few decades, the old man in the mountain has gained a great reputation in the west, making everyone frightened by the news. Who knows how many secret methods he has to kill people.
The level of martial arts has never been directly related to the ability to kill people. Although the martial arts of the old man in the mountain is strong, Song Qingshu is not too worried. On the contrary, the other party is proficient in assassination skills, which makes him very afraid.
The old man in the mountain seemed to be afraid of his martial arts as well, and he didn't fight to the death as soon as he came.
However, Song Qingshu didn't dare to be careless at all, because at this time a narrow and sharp knife was out of its sheath, and the bright light of the knife instantly eclipsed the candlelight in the room.
The breeze in the mountains is quiet and gentle, but it is full of destruction behind it.
Song Qingshu's heart trembled, and he didn't dare to be careless at all. He grabbed a candlestick next to him and threw it directly.
It seemed to be thrown randomly, but the timing and strength were just right, and the aura in it was detonated in advance before the aura of the opponent's saber reached its peak. The candlestick was blown to pieces by the aura of the saber, and the lamp oil in it splashed everywhere, bursting into clusters of sparks. Prevented the encirclement of surrounding warriors.
At that moment, Song Qingshu could see clearly the appearance of the person who made the knife. He was tall and straight, wearing a scarlet blood-like sleeveless coat, pure white trousers, and straw sandals. The snow-white thick hair hangs down on the broad shoulders, and the eyes are shining brightly, and the gloomy and eagle-like face has no expression at all.
The knife in his hand was flat and narrow, and the blade and handle were half as long as the Middle Earth Knife.
"People from Dongying?"
Seeing that more and more Mongolian masters came over after hearing the news, Song Qingshu didn't want to fall into the siege, so he made a decisive decision, taking advantage of the flames dazzled everyone's eyes, soaring directly into the sky, breaking through the roof and fleeing.
"Don't let them run away!" Xu Liewu was furious. Mrs. Zhen is the think tank of Khwarazmo. If it weren't for her existence these years, Mongolia would have completely wiped out Khwarizmo. According to the evaluation, her value alone is worth a Mongolian team of ten thousand people.
But compared to her, Xu Liewu was more afraid of that mysterious man, who was able to break through the strict guards and appear in his bedroom without a sound. Now it seems that there is a sharp sword hanging above the head at any time, who can bear this kind of fear
But just as he finished speaking, a black mass whizzed towards him.
"Be careful!" the Dongying warrior beside him hastily reminded.
Xu Liegu himself was a master, so he hurriedly picked up the spear in his hand and stabbed it. He had already seen clearly that it was a tile, and it should have been thrown over by the man when he broke through the roof just now. Will turn into powder.
But Wa Pi suddenly paused in the air, and then accelerated sharply. During this slow block, he just avoided his spear and slapped him directly on the face.
"Ah!" Xu Liewu screamed and fell directly to the ground.