Chapter 107: We Have No Knives, Or Are Little White Faces Floating
Chapter 107
Yang Qian took a deep breath, no longer hesitated, rushed out of the mountain road, and headed in the direction of the sound.
There was blood on the tree trunks, branches and leaves, on the grass, and there were corpses lying on the ground.
Eleven-year-old Li Shimin naturally couldn't keep up with Yang Qian's galloping footsteps. He could only breathe heavily and grit his teeth to move his short legs.
After rushing for more than a hundred steps, Yang Qian finally saw a shocking scene.
A strong and slender blue figure shuttled through the forest like a ghost.
Behind them, a group of men in black were chasing after them, when the distance between the two sides was less than three feet.
The strong and slender blue figure suddenly retreated and knocked out of the black-clothed crowd. In an instant, the sword was dazzling and blood spattered for tens of feet...
The blue figure almost split the man in black blocking the road into two, and once again broke through the encirclement of the man in black with unstoppable courage.
Yang Qian saw a strong blue figure with long hair tied to the back of his head, like a lion's tail flying and swaying.
Each hand held a long sword with a blood-stained ring, and he rushed towards his left side with a fierce momentum.
They were still at least dozens of steps away, and the other party seemed to have glanced in this direction unintentionally.
Those bright black and white eyes are deep and smart, and the indifference and violence in their eyes are wonderfully mixed together.
Like the most dangerous black panther inspecting its prey...
The slightly pursed lips and a trace of blood on the cheek made people feel extraordinarily coquettish and ghostly.
After that piercing gaze passed by, Yang Qian was startled and came to his senses. The eldest lady of the Li family, Li Xiuning...
Even with just a quick glance, Yang Qian could clearly feel that she was so different.
Looking down at the world and indifferent to life and death, it is as if these adjectives were born just for her.
The leader of the men in black, who had a thick beard on his face and a ferocious scar that almost ran across his entire face, also saw Yang Qian, who was standing still.
But he continued to chase Li Xiuning without hesitation, and shouted in a deep voice.
"Someone, Lao Ba, Lao Liu, kill him!"
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Yang Qian took a deep breath, raised the knife in his hand, pointed the knife forward, and looked at the two men in black running towards him.
The other party's ferocious face and bloodthirsty eyes were like two crazy beasts.
"Look at the knife!" Yang Qian took a step forward and waved his arm fiercely.
Lao Liu and Lao Ba on the opposite side almost staggered, not because they were scared, but because they were almost amused.
Such a handsome and handsome boy with a fair face, who is more than thirty steps away from us brothers, is called a swordsman.
I just want to ask, is it because we brothers don’t have a big knife in our hands, or are you, a pretty boy, just drifting away?
Before the complicated inner drama was over, Lao Ba's face that had just smiled suddenly changed color, he howled miserably, and rolled to the ground holding his feet.
Next to him, Lao Liu saw that the front of the sole of his right foot, which Lao Ba was holding, was bleeding, which was the source of all this.
It was the long sword thrown by the little white-faced scholar opposite, and it was stuck diagonally in the grass.
The severed toes from Lao Ba's feet were twitching in the blood-stained grass.
The sword made great achievements, but Yang Qian did not dare to neglect at all, and once again raised the long sword with a ring head.
Seeing the little white-faced scholar's actions, Lao Liu dared not go directly to him, so he subconsciously turned sideways and hid behind a tree.
"Old Liu, be careful!" the voice of the leader of the men in black came again.
Yang Qian saw that the vigorous blue figure that had passed by before, holding a long sword with a blood-stained ring blade in his left and right hands, came back again.
A pair of bright eyes with murderous intent stared at Lao Liu who was turning around subconsciously.
Lao Liu didn't expect that the target of the siege would break away from the siege of his brothers and rush towards him.
Unable to help but feel the souls of the dead, he was caught off guard and subconsciously swung the Huanshou knife in his hand to slash towards Li Xiuning.
Yang Qian saw that Li Xiuning was like a ghost, facing the opponent's sword without fear.
The sword in his left hand came forward and stirred up with the light of Lao Liu's sword, causing Lao Liu's long sword to chop diagonally on the tree trunk beside him.
The long sword in his right hand suddenly flashed past silently, and the sad light of the sword flickered...
Lao Liu abandoned the knife, clutched his throat with both hands, and staggered back a few steps.
But he couldn't stop the spurting blood mist, and finally fell to the ground dejectedly.
The pursuers from the rear took advantage of Li Xiuning's slowness in killing people, and rushed forward with all their might, slashing down hard with their broadswords.
Li Xiuning didn't look back, he just put the two swords on his back, and the sound of metal and iron was heard blasting his eardrums.
Li Xiuning staggered slightly, then accelerated forward again, the sword in his left hand once again brought out the light of the sword.
Passing by the neck of Lao Ba, who was holding his legs and howling miserably, a big head flew straight out.
The fountain of blood spurted out for several feet, spraying onto the canopy of yellow and green trees.
Under the sunlight, the picture is full of bloody and sad alternative beauty.
"Sister, sister! I have a bow and arrow here..." Li Shimin's childish and sharp cry came from dozens of steps behind Yang Qian.
Li Xiuning paused, bent his knees and kicked towards a big tree in front of him.
The whole person raised his head in the air and drew a beautiful arc, leaping over a man in black who was chasing him.
In mid-air, a long sword with a ring in his right hand was protruded, and it stabbed diagonally into the left shoulder of the man in black, and then came out through the back.
Then he rushed towards Yang Qian without stopping.
Yang Qian was immediately stunned. There were countless "666" in his heart and he didn't even have time to shout out.
In movies and TV shows, there are scenes of frail plastic-surgery women flying around with wires in their hands and wooden painted weapons.
Compared to the scene where Li Xiuning kills one person in ten steps, leaping into the air like a goose, lying down like a leopard, and with a sword as sharp as a fang, he is simply a scumbag.
Her face is charming, her red lips are alluring, and her pair of almond-shaped eyes are supposed to be charming. Calmness and violence coexist in such a wonderful and harmonious way.
The moment Yang Qian's exclamation rolled in his heart, Li Xiuning had already passed over Yang Qian like a blue ghost and rushed behind him.
"cover me!"
The hoarse yet extremely seductive throat sounds like a piece of gorgeous silk satin.
The wind blew across the rough sand dunes, making Yang Qian almost lose his mind.
Yang Qian saw seven men in black running towards them. He didn't even have time to be afraid, and subconsciously threw the sword in his hand vigorously.
In the next moment, the leader of the men in black who was charging the fastest across the street had no choice but to stagger and strike hard with his sword.
In the sound of gold and iron clashing, the Huanshou knife thrown by Yang Qian was directly chopped to the ground.
Before the opponent could take a breath, Yang Qian had already picked up another Huanshou knife and threw it again.
Another white light came, like a flash of lightning.
There was a crisp sound, and the leader of the men in black had to turn around again, holding the handle with both hands to hit the thrown long sword away.
This isn't a dagger, it's a long, ring-headed knife used to cut people.
Under the acceleration of gravity, the force was so amazing that it already made his jaw numb...