"Ci, in the hands of a loving mother...the sword???"
Shen Tang was confused, were you sure it was a sword and not a thread?
Also, the second half of the sentence actually says "the wanderer is on the body"!
This "loving mother" is poisonous.
If the first sentence is understandable - after all, if she encounters a cheating son, no matter how good-tempered a loving mother will be, she will be forced to lose her temper. Otherwise, how can "a filial son emerge from under a stick" - but the following sentence can simply shock her. A whole year!
[Eighteen times in one second, the sword strikes critically. 】
Shen Tang's first reaction was——
Is "Youzi" cool?
Can this kind of unorthodox horror literature really break the rules???
She doubted her own intuition.
What also felt outrageous was the officer leader who was forcibly pulled off his horse by Shen Tang - he was actually forcibly pulled off his horse by an exiled prisoner in his early ten years!
At the same time, a true murderous intention was born.
If you don’t kill the Gong thief today, you will be in trouble tomorrow!
Adhering to the principle of "not moving like a mountain, moving like thunder", he suddenly gathered strength in his arm, retracted the tip of the spear he was holding, and stabbed out again with lightning speed, targeting Shen Tang's left eye.
Who knows——
The expected spear point piercing the skull did not happen, but he encountered a resistance on the way that almost numbed his jaw.
Zheng!
The tip of the spear was in contact with the blade of the sword. It was an ancient sword with a simple shape and a sharp blade. There was a vague sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring.
And the person holding the sword is Shen Tang!
Seeing this scene, the official's leader's pupils trembled slightly.
The two of them wrestled and couldn't stop each other.
This also gave Shen Tang some breathing time.
In this little time, I don’t know whether I should use it to complain about the "Mother's Shuriken" actually being able to conjure a sword, or pity myself for picking up the sword with my bare hands - as a painter who loves her career, in her heart, her hands are definitely A part of the body that is more important than the brain!
Just now, I couldn't control my anger, so I used my precious right hand to catch the tip of the spear with my bare hands.
Fortunately, no muscles or bones were injured. Otherwise, I would never be able to hold a paintbrush. What fun would there be in this life?
And the person in front of her who hurt her right hand——
Shen Tang's eyes were cold.
Today, let her, a "loving mother", teach this over-age boy well!
Just when the two of them were in a stalemate, Shen Tang made a mistake in his steps, and the bright sword brushed against the halberd, and the distance was instantly shortened.
At the same time, he also quietly recited the last sentence of the maddening words——
[Eighteen times in one second, the sword strikes critically. 】
The moment she drew her sword, an invisible but powerful force gathered from Danfu to her right hand. Not only did the heavy sword in her hand become as light as a feather, but her arm seemed to be equipped with eighteen super motors. , causing her to leave an afterimage of the sword every time she draws it.
Sure enough, it was "a critical strike from the sword".
Originally, he could only fire one sword, but now he can fire eighteen swords, and each sword hits the vital point directly!
The sword shadow and sword light intertwined into a network.
It stands to reason that this can turn the head of the official leader into a hedgehog, but this world is so devoid of martial ethics and science——
He crossed his arms in front of him and used the condensed black metal wrist guards to bear down the eighteen swords.
Unscathed!
No, that can't be said to be unscathed.
At least the crown and bun of his hair were chosen by her.
Seeing this scene, Shen Tang almost cursed.
Can this world get any better?
The third-level hairpin owl is so troublesome, so wouldn't the twenty-level Chehou have to ascend from the same spot?
The official leader's expression became more focused, and his brows became more solemn.
When Shen Tang slowed down a little, he waited for an opportunity to take action and punched out a red shadow. Shen Tang dodged in time and the shadow hit the ground, leaving a big crater.
Flying sand obscured her view.
When she could see clearly again, a bright sword struck her head.
He had no choice but to fight with his sword horizontally. He bent his knees slightly under the pressure of the huge force, lowered his center of gravity, and took the sword forcefully.
The clanging sound of swords clashing makes people have tinnitus and auditory hallucinations.
The leader of the official mission: "I underestimate you!"
Aggressive and pressing every step of the way.
After a struggle, both sides were exhausted, and he failed to capture the prisoner.
Shen Tang's breath was slightly confused, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead unconsciously.
It should be known that the strength of a third-class hairpin owl was two or three times that of a low-ranking official. Every time the officer swung his sword, he tried his best to cut her in half. She suspected that her arm was already on the verge of being scrapped.
She was in a particularly bad mood because of the severe pain.
"Hmph, I obviously overestimated you."
If it doesn’t work, it doesn’t work. Why bother pretending to say “I underestimated you”...
Show off the power of your words!
"However, that's it for—"
The official leader was not affected by Shen Tang's provocation, put away his scowl, and quickly approached with his knife, but stopped a few feet in front of the latter, his thick eyebrows curled up.
Shouting into the deserted space.
"Who is it? Come out!"
Shen Tang was frightened when he heard this, and a chill ran down his spine.
Is there anyone else nearby?
At this moment, a magnetic and deep male voice rolled into her ears.
I just heard the man say in a calm and unhurried manner: "The teeth are strong and lost first, the tongue is soft and preserved later. Softness can overcome hardness and the weak can defeat the strong."
After hearing this, the chief officer's face turned pale.
After she finished speaking, a piece of black and white calligraphy and painting spread out at Shen Tang's feet. The words flew out and disappeared into her body one by one.
In an instant, he was resurrected with full blood!
My arms no longer hurt, my breathing is no longer chaotic, and all the energy I spent has returned.
No, it’s even worse!
She had a hunch that if she drew her sword again, it would be thirty-six blows instead of eighteen!
This is obviously a friendly party!
Could it be that this is the belated benefit for novice time travellers?
Seeing Shen Tang's breath quickly recover, the official officer leader started to think about scolding her.
Grinding his back molars almost like gnashing his teeth.
"Obstruction of official duties shall be punished!"
The man joked: "How about you kill one of them and show me?"
The leader of the official mission still refused to give up: "The Gong family is going against the grain, and you are not afraid of getting into trouble by working with the Gong thief?"
"I know better than you why the Gong family was confiscated and exterminated. I still don't know who the thief is."
When the official leader heard this, he knew that he had no chance. If he continued to pester him, he would probably have to face Shen Tang teaming up with the man in the dark, and his life would be at stake! As a last resort, he could only draw the knife and retreat in the face of Shen Tang. After retreating a full three to five feet, he reluctantly rode away.
Almost at the same time, the calligraphy and paintings at Shen Tang's feet dispersed.
As it disappeared, Shen Tang, who had just been given a shot of chicken blood, returned to his previous state.
Shen Tang: "..."
Isn’t the trial period of this buff too short?
When the crisis was over, she sat down on the ground to adjust her breathing and looked at her hands in disbelief - she was actually able to survive the novice protection period benefits under the hell start, and even saved a small life...
If one survives, there will be future fortunes!
Wiping away the sweat, Shen Tang looked up and saw a thin young man with blue lips walking out from behind the tree.
He quickly got up and thanked the person: "Thank you sir for saving my life."
The young man looked at Shen Tang, squinted his eyes for a while, and said softly: "Thank you. If he hadn't discovered my trace and shouted out, I wouldn't have wanted to save you just because you are the male heir of the Gong family. People even want to kill you."
Shen Tang: "..."
The smile on his lips gradually solidified.
Just out of the tiger's den, into the wolf's den again???
