Suddenly, the swordsman shuddered and his expression became serious.
He saw clearly, it was a figure running towards him with long strides!
Xia Zhaoyi also noticed it and turned to look towards the dense forest.
At this moment, the other swordsmen stalked her again.
Xia Zhaoyi didn't want to fight, and retreated while fighting. Suddenly, with a quick flash of footwork, and using a difficult and tricky position, she turned around and ran towards the dense forest to the south.
The visitors are definitely not from these swordsmen, otherwise, the two big black dogs would not be afraid of death.
And if the person coming is also her enemy, then the three parties will simply have a big fight. Anyway, the more chaotic it is, the more advantageous it will be for her.
The wind was blowing violently one after another, and the whole world was in chaos. Clouds were flying across the sky, the wind was howling from all sides, and the green leaves were falling.
Xia Zhaoyi ran into the wind, and suddenly she heard a sharp blade flying towards her from behind. She quickly turned sideways to avoid it.
Immediately afterwards, he heard a sudden roar of a dragon. The clear and pure sound of unsheathing without any hesitation made Xia Zhaoyi stunned. He raised his head and looked forward in the strong wind, and saw a Xuan Liang flying diagonally in an instant.
The cold light is unstoppable.
With a "bang" sound, the peerless sharp blade chopped off the superior weapon flying from behind her in the air.
The next moment, a tall young man rushed out of the forest at an astonishing speed, like thunder rushing through the clouds, and lightning striking the air. During the sprint, he pulled out the long sword on the ground and started to kill the swordsmen who were chasing after him.
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The swordsman who had lost his weapon quickly withdrew. The remaining three swordsmen did not care about the magic weapons that continued to shock the opponent, and immediately attacked and killed them.
Since they are called swordsmen, they are good at swordsmanship, but after a few rounds, the three swordsmen were not good at it.
Not only did the opponent's weapons outshine theirs, but he also had the immense strength he put into the sword's edge.
The two swords collided with a clanging sound that pierced their ears, and the force from the violent metal collision made their jaws ache through the sword hilts.
As the battle raged longer and longer, they discovered that there was another aspect of this man that was more terrifying than his superiority in weapons and strength. Not only did he have super high swordsmanship, he could even control every move and every sword, saving a lot of swordsmanship.
To move, to block, to defend, to avoid, such sword moves do not exist in his swordsmanship.
Every sword strike he made was an attack, with a strong purpose, which was their lives.
This kind of fighting method can easily allow the opponent to discover flaws, but the three swordsmen did not explore the gaps at all.
Because it’s too fast!
The sharp speed with which the opponent drew his sword made them think that he was rushing to reincarnate.
It is precisely because of their speed, coupled with the strength that makes them unable to withstand, this overwhelming sense of pressure and killing intent give the three swordsmen no room to breathe, and even their reactions are increasingly unable to keep up with the opponent's rhythm. How to talk about attacking.
, all they have left is self-defense.
Suddenly there was a sound of a broken sword, and the swordsman holding the sword opened his eyes wide. His brain had no time to think, and the sharp blade passed through his throat.
Immediately afterwards, one of the remaining two swordsmen was killed and the other wounded.
The battle is finally over.
Shen Lie's handsome face was as cold as frost, and his eyebrows were as cold as ice. He didn't bother to wipe his sword and immediately turned around and walked towards Xia Zhaoyi.
Xia Zhaoyi was tying the fourth swordsman under the tree.
She wrapped the swordsman's belt around him twice, and then clapped her hands.
Hearing the movement behind her, she turned around and her injured left arm was gently held by a big hand.
"Are they hurt?" Shen Lie's voice was low and clear, with the sound of breathing after a fierce battle.
"Unexpected." Xia Zhaoyi smiled lightly, but suddenly felt something was wrong. He reached out to touch Shen Lie's sleeves and found that they were wet.
"It's not like sweat. Did you come out of the water?"
"Well, the last exit of the secret passage is in the water." Shen Lie said.
"Oh... come on!" Xia Zhaoyi held his right forearm with her backhand, "You rest for a while, I'll light the fire!"
"There's no rush," Shen Lie said, looking back into the distance, "I heard a woman crying when I came here. There are a lot of people there. I'll go after her."
"I can catch up," Xia Zhaoyi pulled him persistently and frowned, "but you will get sick."
She rarely used such a serious tone towards him, Shen Lie looked away and lowered his eyes to look at her.
Xia Zhaoyi's eyes were clear and bright facing the sky, and there was stubbornness in them.
Shen Lie couldn't confront her and said in a low voice: "Then I won't chase you. If your arm is injured, you will interrogate this person here. I will take care of the fire."
When he mentioned this person, Xia Zhaoyi turned to look at the swordsman tied under the tree.
Shen Lie gently broke away from her hand and said warmly: "I'm going to cut wood."
Watching his tall and slender figure leave, the tied swordsman said, "He must be Shen Lie."
Xia Zhaoyi looked back at him: "Who are you?"
The swordsman had no expression on his face, still looking in the direction where Shen Lie was leaving: "The Shen family of Yunliang is really good at martial arts, and all the men are brave, and they live up to their reputation."
"You like swords very much?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.
The swordsman paused slightly and looked at her: "I am a swordsman, so I naturally love swords."
"Who's the man blowing the whistle up there?"
"I won't tell you. No matter how you torture me, I won't tell you until I die."
Xia Zhaoyi squatted down and looked at his not-so-young face: "But he and I are enemies. Sooner or later we will face each other again. It will only be a matter of time before I know his identity."
"No," the swordsman said in a dry tone without emotion, "If you are famous, you will always be in the light. If we are in the dark, we can kill you at any time."
Xia Zhaoyi smiled, her bright eyes shining: "But I have seen that in the past few years, you have not been 'available' much. And today, I didn't sleep all night, and it rained heavily all night, and I am so miserable. Well, you guys couldn't take my life even if you worked together."
The swordsman turned blue.
"Why set a fire in Zhaishuiling?" Xia Zhaoyi asked, "The first place where the fire broke out was the small courtyard where the coffins were placed. When I was groping for the mechanism in that room, you must not have arrived yet, otherwise you would definitely attack by surprise, and When he saw me just now, the man who whistled wouldn't be so surprised."
The swordsman said nothing and looked at her without blinking.
"And your sword." Xia Zhaoyi picked up the scabbard on the ground and turned it flexibly with her slender fingertips. The scabbard turned in several ways in her hand. The bright light flowed and suddenly stopped. She held it firmly. In front of the swordsman, there is a straight line.
"I'm not unfamiliar with the patterns on this. You said I can trace your origins and dig out your roots?" Xia Zhaoyi said.
The swordsman suddenly raised his sparse and rough eyebrows.
Their swords all come from the same batch.
However, this scabbard belonged to this swordsman. Because the scabbard was taken away, he threw his beloved sword out of anger and vowed to take her life.
As a swordsman, it is a great shame and humiliation to have your sword taken away from you, and so is the scabbard.
As a result, even his sword was vulnerable to a blow.
The girl's wrist was extremely steady, holding the scabbard without any trembling. The swordsman looked at the patterns on the scabbard and felt more and more desperate.
The pattern on it is actually not obvious. The swordsman accompanies it day and night, carrying it during the day and sleeping together at night. It was only five years later that the meaning of the pattern on the scabbard was discovered.
The girl snatched it away in the melee for self-defense. Not long after she took it over, she realized that the pattern was not randomly carved.
"You are a good opponent," the swordsman said solemnly, "Kill me, or torture me. I won't speak anymore."
Xia Zhaoyi looked at him seriously, the smile in his eyes faded, and suddenly said: "Sure, if you don't speak, I won't force you. I'll force you on someone else."
The swordsman's brows furrowed even more when he was about to relax, and then he saw the girl getting up and walking towards the other swordsman behind her who was seriously injured by Shen Lie and lay limp on the ground.
Xia Zhaoyi put away the barbs on Qian Sibi, tied them to the swordsman's wrists, dragged him from the two swordsmen, and tied him with the original swordsman.
"Enjoy the last peaceful time of your life," Xia Zhaoyi said. "When you return to Hengxiang Mansion, you will know what life is worse than death."
In the April sky without sun, the earth is dark and comfortable, and the wind in the mountains and forests is strong, the girl's soft and clear face reveals a bit of tenderness and beauty under her fluttering black hair.
But the words she spoke were filled with a deep chill.
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