The other hand followed the same example, and the tiny darts came out of his hand, split into two in mid-air, and spread farther away. Each one was aimed at a hidden person. The darts were shot through the dim candlelight, as if they were coercing someone.
There was a layer of coldness.
People who sensed danger jumped out of the darkness one after another, some dodged the darts, and some swung their swords to kill them.
Jun Ci's figure flashed, and Wu Zheng rubbed his eyes, looking at her body that was so fast that it was just an afterimage. It was as if she could shrink to an inch and float five steps away from him as quickly as he took a breath.
Soon Jun Ci got into contact with the people who were forced out. Her figure passed by these people, like taking a leisurely stroll in the garden without a leaf touching her body. No one could touch the hem of her clothes.
The scimitar she raised drew strings of blood, basically slitting her throat.
Wu Zheng subconsciously touched his neck, and he found that Jun Ci killed people very cleanly, either decapitating him with a sword or slitting his throat with a knife. She could kill someone with one move of her hand, but she would never move her hands twice.
Just as he thought about it, Jun Ci had already killed one fourth of the round building. A large number of people moved towards Jun Ci. Of course, they would not let a living person like him watch the show here. There were also a few people who moved towards Jun Ci.
He's coming here to kill.
Wu Zheng pulled out his long sword. He was good at spears, but Jun Ci didn't allow him to carry a gun, so he could only use a sword.
In just one fight, Wu Zheng could tell from their strength that these people were good at martial arts. At least they couldn't find five or six people with such agility in their army.
There were only four people coming to deal with him. He mainly focused on defense, but it was still a bit difficult.
One of them couldn't dodge, Wu Zheng had just opened a big knife, and another knife stabbed him. He had to turn over and jump over the railing. He grabbed the handrail with both hands and his whole body was suspended in the air to avoid this fatal knife.
As he dodged the knife thrust from between the gaps in the railing, one knife was aimed at his hand holding the handrail, and at the same time two other knives stabbed him from the front. Wu Zheng had to choose
When he opened the knife on his head, he let go of his hand and fell down.
It's only two stories high, so no one can be killed if it falls.
However, his body had just fallen halfway when a piece of flying red silk tied him up and his body was pulled up again. He quickly grabbed the red silk to avoid falling.
He saw Jun Ci holding the other end of the red silk, directly opposite him, with his toes pointed at the edge of the railing, quickly avoiding a white knife that was slashing on the fence, and at the same time using the scimitar in his other hand.
It doesn't stop her from seeing blood with every cut.
When he ran to the corridor pillar, Jun Ci raised his foot and stepped on it. His body did a somersault. When he fell, his feet stepped on the back of the stabbing blade. With the help of his strength, he turned around and kicked the two people in the chin with his powerful foot.
The two were kicked until they vomited blood and fell to the ground.
She hugged the pillar with the knife-holding arm, slid along the pillar, and crossed over. At the same time, she grabbed the red silk hand and pulled hard. Wu Zheng was pulled up by her, and she stepped on it with both feet.
On the railing.
At this time, not only the people in the corridor came after me, but also the people on the opposite side grabbed the red silk hanging from the roof, stepped on the railing, and jumped over with a knife.
Jun Ci pushed Wu Zheng out with one palm, and turned to avoid the people in front of him. Wu Zheng's heart was pounding hard, but the sword in his hand did not hesitate, and he slashed towards the people coming towards him.
The blade of the sword cut open the flesh, and the sense of accomplishment of hitting the target with one strike boosted his confidence, and the timidity and depression in his heart seemed to slowly dissipate.
The two of them cooperated very well, and the enemies almost fell one by one. The more Wu Zheng killed, the more excited he became, and the more he killed, the more confident he became. He didn't even frown when blood splashed on his face. Occasionally, he couldn't dodge and an extra streak appeared on his body.
He seemed to feel no pain despite the stab wound, and his shots became cleaner and more agile.
At this moment, the moves he had learned in the past, and even the boxing techniques taught to him by Jun Ci, were all instinctively reflected by his body, and he finally understood what it meant to be masterful.
When the situation turned one-sided, someone threw a knife and cut through the red silk that Jun Ci was tied to Wu Zheng. Wu Zheng fell straight down. Jun Ci spun in the air, swept away the approaching person with his long legs, and stepped on Wu Zheng.
On the fence, he used his strength to fly towards Wu Zheng.
In a thrilling way, he caught Wu Zheng just before he hit the ground hard. He still fell to the ground, but he was not hit. Jun Ci also turned over and landed smoothly.
The two landed in the center of the lobby of the flower building. As soon as they stabilized themselves, a net was thrown down. Jun Ci only had time to push them out before they were trapped by the net. Seven or eight people grabbed hold of the net and extended it.
The person holding the rope jumped into the air and fell, rolling along the ground, quickly changing positions, holding on to the rope tightly, and binding Jun Ci.
The net was not an ordinary net. In addition to being made of strong material, there were countless blades on the net. With this tightening, many blades penetrated into Jun Ci's flesh.
Jun Ci struggled hard, but failed to break the net. Wu Zheng, who was pushed out by Jun Ci, also had two people holding knives on his neck.
"Captain Jun, you are so skilled." At this moment, a voice of admiration sounded, and Yuan Duo and Yuan Zhao finally showed up.
Jun Ci, who was trapped in the net bag, narrowed his eyes and watched the two people walking forward.
Yuan Duo scanned around the people killed by Jun Ci and admired Jun Ci more and more: "The Prime Minister has always felt that Jun Duwei is just a little girl and not worth mentioning. I'm afraid that if he saw this situation, he would understand
He made a mistake."
There is no doubt that Jun Ci's martial arts skills were outstanding, otherwise it would not have been possible for him to lead His Majesty out of the desert alive, but his skills were beyond their expectations.
After hearing what he said, Jun Ci said: "General Yuan invited the Prime Minister to watch the show?"
Yuan Duo didn't hide it either: "Captain Jun is the commander of the Central Guard Army appointed by His Majesty. How dare Mr. Yuan do this in vain?"
The implication is that he dare not kill Jun Ci, but Zhou Rong can.
Jun Ci's hand holding the net suddenly tightened: "General Yuan, it's not easy for you to show up, and I have to suffer some skin injuries!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Jun Ci's hands suddenly exerted force. Her face was tense, and veins seemed to be rising on her forehead. However, in an instant, the strong network was broken, and the blade embedded in the network was struck by a strong force.
The missile flew out and turned into pieces of flying knives, flying towards the surrounding goddesses like flowers.
The man in black who was originally holding the rope was also thrown away. The blades turned into life-threatening talismans and hit the people around him one by one. Some hit the forehead directly, some hit the heart directly, and a few missed the vital point.
But the power contained in the blade was so great that it penetrated deeply into their bodies.
Jun Ci broke free from the restraints, and while the blade was shooting out, it struck towards Yuan Duo like lightning. The speed was so fast that even the strong martial arts man beside Yuan Duo had no time to take action. With one stroke, Yuan Duo and Yuan Zhao were wiped out.
Two people's necks!
In terms of A Ci’s strength, I can slightly exaggerate it. She is the best in this article, without a doubt!