As if darkness were coming.
"Who is it!" The moment he shouted, the sword light flashed out in the darkness along with the rushing figure. However, it was just a little light, and he couldn't see where the sword light passed by, only three bangs, staggered past him. The figure seemed to stagger with the galloping horse in front of him for a moment. He borrowed strength from the horse, stepped on the carriage for the second time, and had already passed him. Then, the galloping horse in front flew up. The wheels lifted off the ground and began to tilt, and the third sound stepped on the sloping carriage and moved away.
The horse's long neigh-
Song Xian hurriedly opened the curtains of the car, the fire flashed across his eyes, and the scene in front of him was reflected in his shrunken pupils. At this moment, the wheel axle of the wagon in front was flying, and it was already tilted in mid-air, and one of the galloping horses also had its hooves flying. The sword light swept across the side of the beast from the front, and extended over the soldier driving the carriage. The bloody light was already rising into the sky. Under the high-speed running, it seemed to be rushing towards this side. The one in front was the black figure that had already borrowed strength from the sloping car body. The figure was magnified in the air, holding the sword in both hands, and already made a gesture of slashing with full force, jumping over a distance of more than 20 meters, and galloping in the carriage. , instantly zoomed in!
The master beside Song Xian had already pulled out the knife with all his strength, but he had not been able to assume a posture suitable for blocking. The metal touched, and the spark flashed and pressed back to his chest in an instant.
With a loud bang, the figure pierced the carriage like a cannonball, and half of the carriage shattered and danced on the long street. The two figures rolled to the ground and quickly pulled away from the carriage. One of the figures of a woman rolled for several weeks and stood up straight, walking forward with a blade in hand. The other body was completely hit by the huge impact force. Inhuman shape, with broken bones and broken flesh, it was left on the road far away, and the thick blood spread to the surrounding.
The two carriages were still running, but the horses were already startled. One of the horses in the front carriage was cut off even half of its body, and the other horse was also affected. The carriage was still pushed forward on the long street, and rumblingly overturned the various stalls, wooden racks and residual garbage that the hawkers used to do business in the daytime. The axle of the carriage was broken, and a wooden wheel directly Flying to the rear, it collided with the carriage, and the carriage was still galloping under inertia, constantly breaking apart. When the influence of the two carriages finally stopped, what was left was a mess of nearly 100 meters on the long street.
The disintegrated carriage, bottom, axles, and wheels of the carriage, various wooden frames and sundries that were originally affected on the street, traces of blood dragged on the ground, garbage such as vegetable leaves, and dead running horses , internal organs, people with minor or severe injuries trying to get up from the ground.
The wind blew from the other side of the long street, and the woman in black dipped her sword and walked on foot. It was summer, Ye Feng stroked the jacket, and the graceful and thin figure like an ordinary woman did not show the kind of ferocity that she almost smashed the two carriages with one blow. At this moment, the black veil was covering her face, and on the black veil, she looked at Song Xian with indifferent and cold eyes. For a moment, she flicked the sword with her fingers, and the sword groaned and trembled slightly.
In front, Song Xian stood up with a long knife in hand. After all, he was very skilled, and he was not injured much at this time. He just looked at this indifference and tilted his head.
"Song Xian, I said it last time." In the dark, his voice was cold, and a nearby wounded guard who had lost his weapon grabbed a wooden stick and rushed over. The sword edge danced as if it was torn quickly. The voice of the cloth, the blood lines staggered and flew in the air. The woman just walked over.
"I will definitely kill you!"
"Lu! Hong! Mention—"
On the long street, Song Xian shouted in a deep voice. Then, sparks burst and began to light up on the street with the violent clash of gold and iron...
Running all the way to catch up, when I returned to the side door of Su's house, it didn't take much time. As Ning Yi got off the car, Xiaochan looked confused: "Master, what's the matter?"
"Xiaochan, go back first, I still have some things to do."
"Uh… "
After Ning Yi finished speaking, he turned to leave, and Xiaochan suddenly grabbed his clothes: "Gu, aunt, what's the matter..."
Xiaochan was obviously a little flustered about Ning Yi wanting to let her go. Ning Yi turned around and hesitated for a while, then patted her on the shoulder: "Don't worry, it's alright... Obedient, I'll be back soon..."
"But, but..."
Ning Yi walked to the carriage, Xiaochan was anxious for a while, not knowing what to say, she took a few steps towards the door in distress, and when she crossed the threshold, the uncle of the porter came out from there: "Ah, Miss Chan Ah, are you back with Uncle... er, where's Uncle?"
The concierge looked outside, and the carriage had started slowly. "Uncle he, uncle he... I don't know..." She couldn't make up her mind, thinking of something the lady said a few days ago. Uncle, he left me to see which fox girl... However, this is only a momentary confusion, she can't tell the concierge.
"Uncle..."
The little girl turned around and ran out of the door again. In front of the road outside the side door, the carriage had begun to speed up. Xiao Chan squeezed her fists, pulled up her skirt and chased over there. At the intersection ahead, the carriage suddenly slowed down and then stopped.
A group of men and horses appeared from the T-shaped intersection and ran quickly across the intersection in front of Ning Yi. These were more than a dozen personal guards of Wu Lie's army, rushing to the other end.
how can it be so fast...
Ning Yi sat on the carriage and muttered a word, then turned the horse's head and chased in the direction of the dozen or so people.
Xiaochan also saw more than ten horses running past the intersection, and then the uncle followed in a carriage. She chased after the intersection, her face was still complicated and anxious, and a strange feeling appeared in her heart. However, Ning Yi's carriage had already galloped all the way and disappeared on the other side of the intersection.
"What are you doing, Uncle..."
In fact, after thinking about it, she denied the idea of the uncle running to meet a certain brothel woman at this time. Uncle is not such a person, even if he really wants to see him, he will not be in such a hurry as now. But for this sudden change, she really couldn't figure out why. The girl who had been well-dressed for the performance today returned to the mansion in a low mood, sat on the steps with her knees folded, occasionally turning her head to look at one end of the road, hoping that my uncle's carriage would turn back from there. She got up again when the porter called to her from behind. Just as he was about to turn around, a bunch of fireworks lit up in the night sky.
The place where the fireworks rose is not very far away, but it is not a festive fireworks. She vaguely understood the meaning of the fireworks. At this time, she subconsciously took a step forward, looked up there, and the concierge walked away. come over. After a few seconds, the girl murmured: "Uncle Bing, that is... what happened... "
"Oh, it seems that the army is trying to capture the murderer's fireworks and arrows. I'm afraid some thieves are doing things tonight... immoral..."
"Yahahah-"
The wind whistled, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was like rain hitting banana leaves, resounding through the long street, dense and chaotic. This night, the long street was surrounded by seedlings. Some shops had been smashed open by the fragments of the blasted carriages, and some rooms were inhabited. The lights were first lit, and then quickly turned off. In the street below, the chasing and fighting of figures was like a chaotic dance. The clash of gold and iron pulled out amazing sparks in the air, and sometimes there was a loud noise. Spots and spots flowed into pieces. Several rounds of corpses were already displayed on the road. The brave man with the knife shouted hysterically, waving the light of the knife like a net, and under the huge pressure from the oncoming, he tried his best to survive. .
His martial arts were originally top-notch above the rivers and lakes, but at this time the woman's swordsmanship was too powerful. It is swift and fierce, just like the strong wind and thunderstorm in summer, rushing towards you. He tried his best to resist the still clumsy, sparks in front of him. Occasionally, an extremely powerful move appeared in the swordsmanship, as if the wind and thunder whistled, smashing the long knife with all his strength.
And the opponent's attack is not just that kind of clumsy sword, she sometimes holds the sword with one hand, and sometimes slashes with both hands, the change is fast and natural, dazzling. Sometimes the long knife was only smashed open, and the woman's left palm had already been pushed down in front of her eyes through the gap of the knife light, slamming him in the face, stabbing his eyes or suddenly digging into his Adam's apple. The white wrists were white, and the five conductors moved like a dance, making it hard to understand that this was such a vicious and deadly attack. Embarrassedly, he turned sideways to avoid, the sword light stabbed again, swung the knife, and the woman's toes touched the broken bamboo pole on the ground, and it also stabbed at his waist in silence, like a cobra that had been lurking for a long time. This woman can use all kinds of objects around her as a weapon at any time, making people feel that she is facing three or four people at this time, not just a mere opponent.
There were only a few personal guards in the two carriages. At this time, those who were already dead were injured and injured, and some who were lightly injured rushed over to intervene in the battle between the two. The next moment was like being crushed by a meat grinder. Suddenly spit out. Song Xian retreated as he fought, but the woman was following him like a shadow, and he couldn't get rid of it at all. The wounds had appeared on his body one after another. Soon after the normal battle, his vitality was pushed to the limit at an astonishing speed.
At this time, he could only continue to swing the knife in constant shouting. At a certain moment, he grabbed a rotten wooden table next to him and swung it over. With a loud bang, the whole table shattered into pieces of wood flying, and the sword came The light suddenly changed from rigid to soft, silently pierced into his arm, and pulled it out again.
Song Xian didn't care about the injury, while the sawdust was still flying, his legs flew back with force, the black figure of the woman broke open the flying object in an uproar, and approached without giving in at all. , Song Xian was slashed and flew out with blood. At this time, it was a street corner, and the hooves roared and rolled, and then drowned the two of them in.
ping ping, ping, ping —
The horse's hooves flew and rushed over, and the fire continued to light up at the woman's original position. Then a galloping horse neighed and slammed into the human body in front of it, standing proudly, two front hooves, a huge impact Under the force, the figure of the woman was already flying in the air, but the figure seemed to stick to the front neck of the war horse for a moment, and she danced a few times before running out with the war horse. At that moment, he grabbed the reins of the warhorse with one hand.
The more than ten cavalry seemed to be flanking the woman and rushed away. In a blink of an eye, she had rushed out a long way. The woman's figure still seemed to be knocked out by the war horse, and flew to the guard of Wu Liejun on a horse to the side. The man swung out. The long knife, the two figures melted together, fell to the ground next to it, and then stood up, only the woman in black. Blood was dripping from the blade of the sword, and the knight she had caught had become a corpse.
Another corpse had also landed on the road behind at this time. It was the knight who rode his horse and rammed into the woman at the beginning. The woman grabbed the reins and flew into the air with two swords. One cut his throat, and the other The sword cut open the chest.
The two horses without their masters galloped towards the other side of the long street. The other dozen or so horsemen surrounded the woman, with their long swords unsheathed, with a murderous aura. Song Xian at the intersection.
Song Xian was covered in large and small wounds, but he still maintained his fighting power at this time. He didn't suffer any serious or fatal injuries. He just looked desolate.
"I won in the end, Lu Hongti." He laughed, "Jianghu? You martial artists, you will never understand how narrow-minded and clever you are, so you think you have no last resort? I don't know what you want. Kill me... Just when you are racking your brains to get rid of the people around me, I don't know how many people behind me are making plans and planning to turn against you... "
He paused and raised his head proudly: "This is the real power!"