The warm spring water submerged Ge Shu Wuluan, and her eyes, ears, mouth and nose were all surrounded by warm water. She was caught off guard and drank two mouthfuls of water. She choked and felt a dull pain in her chest. After struggling a few times, she finally stood up in the water. He stood up and jumped out of the pool in a hurry.
A soaked ink silk was thrown behind her, and the crystal clear water droplets scattered from the tips, like drizzle falling. The wet hair reflected the beads, like an ink lotus that had just emerged from the water, and was in full bloom. With.
The pool of hot spring water behind her was disturbed by her falling into the water just now. The water waves shook violently, and the floating water vapor became thicker, as if the eyes were covered with a layer of misty, steaming frost mist.
Looking through the white silk-like mist, I suddenly discovered that the shadows lying on the rock wall had already jumped down from the ground, and were now approaching the man with the cold hook in their hands.
Murderous intent filled the air quietly, and a fierce fighting battle was about to begin.
At this moment, Yan Qisha had also drawn out the long sword hanging on his waist, jumped up lightly, rushed forward, and fought with him in the blink of an eye.
The weapons collided, sparks flew out, followed by clang, clang, clang, clang... a burst of sound, a cold and sharp sound suddenly sounded in the ears, making people feel a hair-raising harshness.
But he saw the beautiful sword flower dancing in his palm, his body was like a swimming dragon, the sword energy was rustling, and a sword move that broke through the air and swept the dust was used with ease in his palm, like a cold wave of thunder, facing The shadows that came from Qiu swept away violently.
Such an awe-inspiring sword move was clearly a sure-kill move. However, those killers were obviously not vegetarians. They all dodged neatly and successfully avoided the fatal blow in the blink of an eye. However, from the light dodge of their bodies, From the looks of it, the martial arts routines of these people clearly did not come from the Central Plains.
Immediately afterwards, they waved the hooks in their hands and began to counterattack in an encirclement and entanglement manner, with ruthless moves and vicious styles.
The man was leaping skillfully to avoid them, holding his sword to block them one by one.
To resolve, to retreat; to attack again, to fight fiercely; to attack, to fight...
In just a few rounds, blood splattered on the ground, shining with a dazzling red color. The mist still lingered, and it was impossible to tell who the blood belonged to.
Seeing this, Ge Shu Wuluan's heart suddenly skipped a beat. She had just soaked in the hot spring water, and her body should have been warm, but at this time, she felt a cold chill oozing out of her back. , and finally the climb spread throughout her body, and the coldness all over her body made her shiver.
There should be no less than a dozen killers in front of him, and they are pursuing a fierce attack. No matter how strong the master is, they can't withstand the attack of the crowd. After all, his physical strength is limited, and he only had a cold attack last night. , the body must not have fully recovered, so we can only adopt a quick battle and a quick decision.
However, judging from the fact that they had been lying in wait for a long time and did not let them notice the slightest thing, it is expected that each of them has good internal energy skills, so it is difficult to win in a quick battle. Furthermore, their tricks It is extremely weird and unpredictable, and coupled with the vicious methods, if he is left alone to deal with it now, he may have no chance of winning!
Furthermore, these people, as dead soldiers, will never give up even if they don't kill the target...
Before she could think about it further, Shu Wuluan's heart was already in a knot. She quickly touched the crocodile silk whip hanging around her waist with her bare hands. At this moment, she could no longer care about what Yan Qisha had said before. All he could think about was helping him.
She didn't know when this man became more important to her than the safety of the empress. She just thought that the empress was protected by Lei, and besides, in the tightly guarded palace, there should be no accidents. But he was different. He was facing the enemy alone. She couldn't just abandon him...
She didn't know whether this choice was right or wrong, but she didn't regret staying to help him.
Unexpectedly, the whip was stuck on the belt of the quilt at this time. She pulled it for a long time but could not pull it off. When she lowered her head and pulled it anxiously, she felt a cold light flash in front of her eyes, and then, the pressure came. A hurricane-like shadow was so fast that she was caught off guard. She suddenly came to her senses and had to fight it with her bare hands.
However, a powerful palm wind caught up with her before she could take action, and struck the dead soldier in the back of the heart with a single blow.
Ge Shu Wuluan hurriedly dodged, retreated to one side, and just stood firm, but when he heard a 'bang', the dead soldier had hit the opposite rock wall. With blood splashing everywhere, his body was heavy When he landed on the ground, he was clearly breathless!
At this time, a horrified male voice suddenly rang in my ears. It was from Yan Qisha who was fighting, "Why haven't you left yet? Leave quickly!"
Judging from the slightly hoarse and deep voice, it was expected that due to the rapid and fierce battle, he was obviously exhausted. If he continued to be surrounded like this, he would definitely be defeated!
Looking through the smoke, the man was fighting fiercely with many dead soldiers. At his feet, there were two or three dead soldiers lying in a pool of blood. It seemed that they had died under his sword. He himself has also been decorated with colors, and the bright red dye has penetrated the fabric. The bright and charming color can sting people's eyes.
Although those icy blue eyes glanced at her hastily, she still caught the emotion flashing in them at a glance. It was shock and pain, deep shock and pain!
He was shocked that she chose to stay without hesitation. What hurt was that she had almost been put in danger just now...
For this reason, Ge Shu Wuluan's heart tugged fiercely, and he pulled hard with his hand. This time, he successfully took off the crocodile whip, jumped up, and faced the enemy.
'Pa...', there was a crisp sound, and the whip flower danced in the air, as if it formed a curved blade in an instant, and swept towards the close vicinity of the dead men in black.
The strong whip wind swept by, forcing the dead soldiers to give up attacking the men and rush to retreat.
At this moment, Yan Qisha had taken advantage of the situation and jumped in front of his brother Shu Wuluan, urging in a cold voice: "Hurry up!"
As soon as the voice fell, he raised his arms to push her body away again.
However, this time, Ge Shu Wuluan was already on guard. He swung his body and avoided it very easily.
A strong smell of blood wafted from the tip of his nose. He glanced at the skin and flesh that fell on his shoulders and back. The hook wounds on his bones were clearly visible. He felt a pain in his heart. He stared at his blood-stained pale side face and gritted his teeth and said: "Let's go together!"
At this time, the dead men in black gathered again, surrounded and suppressed the two men, and launched a new round of attack, forcing the two men to put their backs together and concentrate on resisting.
Yan Qisha held her body in his arms and blocked the sharp hooks that were coming towards her with his blood-stained sword. He roared angrily, his voice was like cutting through gold and jade, with a cold chill. "Get out! I don't need your help."
As he spoke, he exerted force on her body and instantly threw her out of the enemy group.
Brother Shu Wuluan settled down steadily, but came back again and shouted back sternly, "Don't even think about it!"
At this moment, the man really had nothing to do with her, and because he knew that she had always been stubborn, he finally relaxed in frustration and said in a low voice: "Be careful!"
Ge Shu Wuluan nodded vigorously to make him relax, and waved the long whip in his palm, like a thundering hurricane, sweeping away thousands of troops and sweeping towards the dead soldiers.
At this point, the killers had to rush to avoid the tail wind of the whip, and then they were unable to get close to the two of them to attack.
Yan Qisha seemed to have seen clues from their evasive tactics, and used his internal power to transmit the message, saying: "They are good at siege at close quarters. Your long whip has the advantage. Hold them back so that they have no time to worry about the siege. I'll go Solve them one by one..."
"Okay." Brother Shu Wuluan responded, and began to concentrate on dealing with the approaching black shadow. As he jumped, the long whip waving in his palm was rustling like the wind, sharp as a blade, and the whip flowers crackled. Call it neat and pretty.
Yan Qisha took advantage of the opportunity for those dead soldiers to dodge, struck with palms, stabbed with swords, and killed them one by one...
The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, mixed with steam and drifted into the nose. A rusty smell went straight to the heart and lungs.
With perfect coordination, several dead soldiers fell one after another on the ground paved with uneven stones. Blood flowed like a stream along the cracks in the stones. In the blink of an eye, it merged into a huge clump of blood-colored coral, reflecting the icy blue color of the man. His eyes seemed to be stained with bloodthirsty scarlet.
Seeing his companions being slaughtered one after another, one of the leading dead soldiers spoke out for the first time, "Oh..."
Weird language, vicious and cold, like a roar from hell, his eyes were directed at the slender figure wielding a whip, as light as dust, revealing a sharp cold light, it was obvious that he had regarded Ge Shu Wuluan at this time. The main target of attack.
As if they had received a summons, the other three surviving dead soldiers, together with the leader who spoke out, dropped the hooks in their hands one after another, and when they fell to the ground, they made a noisy clanking sound, which was extremely harsh. Then they stood at the four corners of the ground and surrounded the two people in a square formation from a distance.
Before the two of them could figure out their intentions, they heard several long chants, "Hey..."
The sound echoed like a tidal wave under the light smoke, and the four black figures disappeared in an instant.
Seeing this, Yan Qisha's face was shocked and he shouted coldly, "Japanese Ninjutsu!"
No wonder their tricks are so weird and elusive. It turns out that these dead warriors are ninjas from Japan!
At the moment when Shu Wuluan, who had just settled on the ground, was secretly shocked, an awe-inspiring palm wind came from close to her. She secretly screamed: No, it's murderous!
He was about to jump to avoid it, but it was too late.
Before she could finish breathing secretly, she felt a sharp pain in her chest. She took several steps back after being hit. Her internal organs seemed to be out of place. A mouthful of warm, fishy sweetness flowed into her throat. Finally, "Puff..." with a sound, the spray splashed on the dazzling stone ground.
The dazzling scarlet color made Yan Qisha almost suffocate, and his eyes were filled with pain at the right time, and the pain in his heart was no less than the palm of the secret attack on her.
He shouldn't have let her stay...
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