Ouyang Shaochen's slender jade hand moved lightly, forming a complex imprint. Nothing could be seen above and below the imprint, but it flew out like an invisible object, slashing across Turkic The guards' throats raised streaks of scarlet blood...
Murong Xue was shocked by Ouyang Shaochen's methods. She had seen Ouyang Shaochen kill many times, and every time she couldn't see Ouyang Shaochen's movements clearly, but she could vaguely feel that what Ouyang Shaochen shot was invisible internal force .
But this time, she didn't feel anything, only saw Ouyang Shaochen move his fingers gracefully as if playing chess, his white sleeves fluttered and rolled with the breeze, the Turkic guards were cut their throats, Died out of breath...
A string of blood beads splashed, the air was filled with a thick smell of blood, while Murong Xue stood in Ouyang Shaochen's arms, surrounded by the faint scent of black bamboo, not even a bit of the smell of blood stained her body...
After Murong Xue came to ancient times, she came into contact with many martial arts masters. She didn't know how the different realms of masters were divided, but she could be sure that Ouyang Shaochen was definitely a peerless master.
Because his shot is elegant, noble, and outstanding!
The Turkic guards died one by one in the hands of Ouyang Shaochen, and the remaining Turkic guards knew that they were not Ouyang Shaochen's opponents, so they stopped foolishly coming up to die, but rushed to the safe Take a bow and arrow and shoot Ouyang Shaochen...
The corner of Ouyang Shaochen's mouth curled up into a contemptuous smile, and the imprint in his hand suddenly changed. The bows and arrows in the hands of the Turkic guards were all broken, and the tip of the long arrow was reflected back, piercing heavily into the eyebrows of the guards...
A Turkic guard fell to the ground one after another, the blue ground was dyed bright red, and the thick bloody smell spread quickly in the air, making people want to vomit...
The guards were decreasing at a speed visible to the human eye. Tuoba Hao's face was ashen, and he looked into the air with cold eyes, only to see Ouyang Shaochen stepping into the void, holding Murong Xue in his arms, Ruyu's hand quickly changed gestures, shooting out life-threatening shots thing...
There were fewer and fewer guards, and Tuobahao was startled and angry. His slightly held hand suddenly opened, and dozens of hidden weapons slipped into his hands from his sleeves. With a flick of his wrist, the sharp hidden weapons viciously Shooting towards Ouyang Shaochen, the sharp edge reflects a dark and cold light in the sun, obviously coated with huge poison...
The corner of Ouyang Shaochen's mouth curled up into a barely visible sneer, the imprint in his hand changed again, something invisible hit the hidden weapon, there was only a sound of 'jingling', the hidden weapon returned to the same way it was hit, mercilessly Shooting towards Tuobahao...
Tuoba Hao's eyes froze, and he quickly dodged to dodge. A hidden weapon still slid past his sleeve, making a long cut in the sleeve, and black blood seeped out...
"Brother King." The third prince exclaimed, and quickly ran in front of Tuoba Hao, quickly tapped the big acupuncture point near his wound, and stuffed a pill into Tuoba Hao's mouth.
The pill melted in the mouth, and the majestic medicinal power spread in the body, rushing towards the poisoned wound, quickly dispelling the poison.
Tuoba Hao's complexion became paler and paler, and big teardrops flowed down his forehead!
"Prince Tuoba, do you want to fight again?" Murong Xue's cold voice sounded from above.
Tuoba Hao's eyes froze, and he raised his eyes and looked over, only to see Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue floating in mid-air, looking down at him with fluttering clothes, spotless.
Looking at himself again, his body was poisonous, his sleeves were torn, his guards were seriously injured, and they fell to the ground one by one, with their eyes closed tightly, not knowing whether they were dead or alive...