The iron-faced man Qin Tianbao's steel-like iron legs swished at several blood guards, kicking them until blood spurted from their mouths, and they flew back like a kite with a broken string. It was tragic. Several more powerful guards were kicked.
Shen's offensive, iron
The masked man relied on his strong physical strength to scatter all the blood guards surrounding him, and then caught a glimpse of Xia Wushuang diving towards the black-robed old man with unparalleled momentum. He couldn't help but frown and murmured: "I fell into a trap.
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"Are you aware of it too?" Yingbu split open the encirclement with one blow and came to the Iron Masked Man not far away.
There were more than forty blood guards left, but they were separated from Xia Wushuang. Even if they wanted to, they were unable to go to support Xia Wushuang who had fallen into a trap.
Yingbu and Qin Tianbao are outstanding figures of the younger generation. Now they are on the same side due to some chance. They cannot be said to be friends, but they are no longer enemies.
"This popularity machine is extremely powerful. I think it is no longer in the realm of broken painting." The man in the iron mask shook his head slightly and frowned. "It is very possible -"
"That's right!"
Bai Qiu jumped down from the wall anxiously, clenched his fists and said: "He is already a strong figure in breaking paintings. He is the number one master around Ditian!"
At this moment, he was more worried about Xia Wushuang's safety than anyone present.
If she dies, how will she explain to Boss Xia, who is under the Nine Springs? How will she implement the plan left by Boss Xia? Even more, how will she explain to the elite committee?
Bai Qiu was ready to break through the defense line opened by the blood guards, but the man in the iron mask stopped him ruthlessly: "Don't worry."
"Why?" Bai Qiu frowned. "She is Boss Xia's daughter. I can't let anything happen to her."
"It won't help if you go over now." The Iron Masked Man pointed at the Blood Guards standing opposite. "What's more, I vaguely feel that the Blood Guards are changing their formation. A formation that can truly strangle the strong one!"
A formation that can strangle a strong person with broken paintings has reached the level of a strong person with rules!
How to mend the sky without materials?
These powerful painting-breaking experts are the raw materials for Emperor Tian to mend the sky!
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"Father."
At some point, Di Lin had slowly gone upstairs and came to Di Tian, who was so tall that Di Lin needed to look up at him. He frowned and said, "Why?"
"Why?" Di Tian's burly body turned around. It seemed that the moment the old man in black robe took action, he no longer cared about everything under the castle. Or maybe - everything under the castle was not as important as his son.
It's worthy of his concern.
"Why would he take action?" Di Lin said very puzzled.
"They are coming to destroy the Blood Guards. If given the chance, they will also find a way to kill me." Only when facing Di Lin did Di Tian have enough patience to explain his order. "Why can't he take action?"
Di Lin was stunned, bit his lip and said: "He is the older generation of war gods. And those people, who are the same age as me, are my opponents."
"I taught you. Not every opponent needs to take action personally." Di Tian said without emotion. "Do everything yourself. How to become the master of the Shenhui? How to become an undefeated myth? Have you ever seen anyone standing in front of you?
People at the top take action personally every time? That’s not a strong person, that’s a minion.”
Di Lin was speechless, but still couldn't pass the psychological test: "One day, I will be able to defeat them one by one."
"I firmly believe that day will come." Di Tian nodded lightly. "But again, there are many ways to defeat. You don't have to do it yourself."
Di Lin quietly stared at his father's god-like face and said softly: "They will all die here tonight?"
"If they are unable to survive," Di Tian said calmly, "then they will die."
When Di Lin heard this, he fell silent with complicated emotions.
…
Whoosh!
Xia Wushuang moved.
Like the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl, the energy in her body surged, and she shot up like an elf, as if she turned into countless figures and attacked the black-robed old man.
She is very fast.
It's so fast that it's hard to tell with the naked eye.
Layers of sand were raised from the ground that obscured people's sight, making it difficult to open their eyes. And the white silk in the hand was like a ray of moonlight, approaching the old man in black robes uncertainly.
Before the blade of the sword arrived, the dense sword intent had swept through the black-robed old man's body. It was like a piece of iron plate, sealing the black-robed old man in it, making him unable to move.
This move already has the vague demeanor of a strong man with rules. The old man in black robe can clearly feel it!
Once given the opportunity, this woman with unlimited potential will definitely be able to break out of her inherent realm and become a strong player in the rules!
But - she is only in her early twenties!
He has such terrifying strength at such a young age. In a few years, won’t he be qualified to stand in front of his boss?
This is something the old man in black robe cannot tolerate and does not want to happen.
He is an elder, but he does not have the consciousness of an elder. Anyone who may pose a threat to the boss and the young master should be strangled in the cradle. Including the murderous Xia Wushuang in front of him!
Whoosh!
The edge of the sword reaches. The edge of the sword stops.
Xia Wushuang arrived fiercely, but stopped suddenly. The majestic aura was extinguished in an instant. It had no harm.
The wind and sand gradually dissipated. When everyone cast their sights on the two of them, they saw that the old man in black robe avoided Xia Wushuang's thunderous blow and actually stood beside her lightly. Like a companion walking side by side, leisurely
He was admiring the bright moonlight. Xia Wushuang also stood there with a rigid body. It was incredible.
How did he do it?
One second ago, her sword edge was close to the black-robed old man's fatal point. But in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from her sight, and then appeared next to her, as if he could transform space. He didn't give Xia Wushuang any attention at all.
Any signs.
Is this the strength of those with strong rules?
He can calmly neutralize any attack on himself. Even people cannot see how he moves or dodges!
"Too slow."
The indifferent voice of the old man in black robes sounded. He raised his right arm slightly and slapped his palm without any fancy.
When the black-robed old man struck, Xia Wushuang felt as if he was being shocked by an electric shock. He quickly raised the edge of his sword and tried to block the black-robed old man's attack that seemed to be an understatement but was actually an undercurrent.
She blocked it!
The black-robed old man's attack was not fast. It was just a slap, and she just blocked it.
She blocked it.
But it didn't stop.
When the blade of the sword touched the old man's ordinary palm, it was as if a majestic force had been poured into it. It was as unable to hold tightly as before, and it came out involuntarily.
Bang!
A palm struck Xia Wushuang's chest hard. With a squeak, a stream of blood shot out from Wushuang's mouth, staining the floor red, and her body flew out like a kite with its string cut off.
Whoosh whoosh!
When several blood guards saw Xia Wushuang flying over, they immediately drew their swords and wanted to chop Xia Wushuang into pieces. The iron-faced man Bu Baiqiu also took action at this moment and rushed towards the direction where Xia Wushuang landed.
Helplessly, the Blood Guards saw their intentions and used their swords to stop these three powerful men. A fierce battle broke out.
The light of the sword suddenly appeared.
Even though her back was turned to the group of blood guards who were killing people without blood, Xia Wushuang could feel the chill coming from behind. At this moment, her body seemed to be drained. After a series of fierce battles, she suffered another attack from a strong person with rules.
A heavy blow. This woman, who was thin but was carrying too much pressure, closed her eyes slightly and felt a moment of peace in her heart.
That's right.
It's stability.
She is too tired.
When her father passed away, she took over his banner without hesitation and carried everything his father left behind, including the sister who had never been masked.
She sent Huo'er, the only person around her who could solve problems, to escort her in Baicheng. She also wandered in the darkness to lay the foundation for the empire left by her father. For the past five years, Xia Wushuang lived a life of neither humans nor ghosts. She prepared every day
She wants to kill people, and is prepared to be killed every day. As of today, she is just a 21-year-old woman. If she were a normal person, she would still be living a mediocre life in college. But she has to bear the pain even if her mind is strong enough.
Even middle-aged people who are mature and experienced enough will collapse under this heavy responsibility.
Maybe - just die like this. But be free?
At least. You don’t have to be so tired.
At least it doesn't have to be so hard.
At least - no more conflicts and escaping?
What's the contradiction?
What to escape from?
Maybe if you die, you don’t have to think about it anymore, right?
Xia Wushuang closed her eyes solemnly and waited quietly for that cold moment to arrive.
"don't want!"
Bai Qiu, who was stopped by the blood guards not far away, shouted loudly. He frantically killed the blood guards in front of him. He rushed forward to rescue Xia Wushuang at the risk of his life. But Xia Wushuang went from flying to landing. In just a short moment, how could he do it?
How can we catch up? How can we stop the blood guards who want to hack Xia Wushuang to death?
None of these three powerful painting-breaking experts could rush to the past instantly to solve Xia Wushuang's problem.
But one person can.
He showed up as expected.
The edge of the sword suddenly appeared.
An elegant phantom seemed to float from the bright moon. With a sword strike, the blood guards in front were immediately choked by a sword. In the blink of an eye, he stretched out an arm to stop Xia Xia who was falling.
Wushuang's waist and body turned again, and after removing the force of the fall, he struck with another sword. He struck a bloody guard who rushed up to death. With a kick, he hugged the Wushuang girl and retreated in the air, away from the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword.
core area.
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[Author's digression]: I'm inexplicably sleepy today. I'll finish the third chapter after I get up. I'm sorry.
