Arrows rained like rain, as if hundreds of crossbowmen were releasing arrows at the same time, filling the field of view in an instant.
Fortunately, Cheng Sanwu reacted very quickly, hugged Afu with one arm, rolled to the other side of the bed, used his strength, and lifted the entire bed directly.
Immediately, there was a series of dense sounds, like rain hitting plantains, and all the arrows were shot on the bed. Fortunately, the bed was made of elm wood, and the bed board was thick. A few arrow clusters were about to break through the bed board, and the attack was over.
Inch forward.
"Damn it, what the hell?!" Cheng Sanwu was frightened and angry because his good deed was ruined, and he immediately cursed.
When Ah Fu saw the random arrows coming, she immediately understood: "Is it Lord Qiang Yu? No, he really wants to take action, one arrow is enough."
"Whoever he is, he must have bad intentions!" Cheng Sanwu jumped out, snatched back his clothes and weapons, and just as he turned over and jumped back behind the bed, more arrows were fired one after another.
The two hurriedly put on their clothes, and suddenly a powerful arrow shot through the bed board, nailed it heavily to the wall, and stirred up a cloud of dust.
"Are you going to kill people and silence them?" Cheng Sanwu didn't bother to dress too neatly. He casually put on a middle coat on his upper body, exposed his chest, pulled out the Hundred Refiners Divine Sword, then kicked out and pushed the bed forward.
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The two people in the house had an excellent tacit understanding. They jumped out of the windows on the left and right sides respectively, and then arrows were shot down from the other side of the courtyard wall.
The arrow branch left the string, as if tearing apart the rain curtain, bringing up a trail of trajectories, and shot fiercely towards Cheng Sanwu and Afu respectively.
"There's more than one person on the other side!" Cheng Sanwu swung his sword to block. Although the arrow attack was heavy, it didn't seem as ruthless as Qiang Yujun's to kill with one arrow.
"He is a personal follower of Lord Qiangyu." Afu was about to leave when the sound of weapons clashing suddenly came from the courtyard behind, where the Hangyan people and others were.
"Go and take care of your own people." Cheng Sanwu leaned down to avoid two arrows, and ran quickly in the wind and rain, shouting without looking back: "I'll deal with these people who are arrogant!"
Afu didn't say much, and immediately jumped over the wall and left.
Then he saw Cheng Sanwu boosting his energy, and the flaming wind all over his body blew away the raindrops. He jumped over the wall and went straight to the roof opposite. He happened to see a well-dressed archer plucking an arrow and plucking a string, right in front of him.<
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The sharp arrow shot fiercely. Cheng Sanwu was in mid-air, unable to dodge, but he twisted his head and face, opened his mouth to grab the arrow, closed his upper and lower teeth, bit off the arrow and whirled down, the sword flashed.
Like thunder falling, breaking bows and arrows.
Cheng Sanwu had seen this well-dressed archer. He was indeed a follower of Lord Qiang Yu, and he was naturally proficient in bow skills. Instead of killing him, he decided to capture and interrogate him alive.
The other hand struck down with a fist, directly smashing the archer's shoulder muscles and bones. Then he changed his fist into claws, landed on the roof tiles, grabbed the opponent's neck, and lifted him up.
"Are you going to rebel?!" Cheng Sanwu yelled angrily, and the violent shouting so close to him was enough to make an ordinary martial artist's blood surge. If he wanted to, he could break the opponent's neck with a little more force with his five fingers. p>
But without waiting for the archer to reply, he shot three arrows in a row, aiming at the throat, chest, legs and feet. It can be described as insidious and vicious.
"Seeking death!"
Cheng Sanwu sensed the changes in Qi before another archer released his arrows. He shouted loudly and raised his Qi fiercely. The scorching wind turned into visible fire and shot out. Three arrows flew away, and the surrounding rain was instantly evaporated.
It’s billowing white gas.
The archer whose neck was locked by Cheng Sanwu naturally bore the brunt of the impact, as if he fell directly into a fire. His exposed face was burned, but he only let out a few grunts of pain.
"Have some backbone!" Cheng Sanwu said nothing nonsense, grabbed him and threw him in the direction of the arrow.
At this moment, there were archers lurking on other rooftops. After Cheng Sanwu did this, the two of them bumped into each other. Before they could react, Cheng Sanwu jumped over, landed with one foot, and stepped directly on the two of them. Yan Jin swept over them.
Open it and shatter a circle of tiles.
"Tell me, who are you—"
Cheng Sanwu still wanted to press for questioning, but as a result, there were random arrows piercing the wind and making sharp noises on the roof across the courtyard. The arrows were like rain. It looked like multiple people were shooting in volley, but in fact they were fired by one person. They should be Qiang Yujun's secret archery skills. p>
"Come again?!"
When Cheng Sanwu saw this, his heart became angry. He simply raised his foot and kicked an archer away, causing him to block most of the arrows with his body, and was shot directly in mid-air.
But even so, the archer hiding in the rainy night still refused to let go, and fired arrows one after another again. The sound of bowstring strumming passed through the rain curtain and could be heard across the courtyard.
"Damn, you guys are crazy."
Cheng Sanwu swung his sword to block, showing no mercy. With a burst of Yan Jin, he directly shattered the muscles, bones and organs of the archer under his feet. Even if he didn't die, he was still a cripple. Then he used his strength to kick, and his whole body was like a bolide, slamming into the opposite side.
He slashed out of the roof with his sword, and the archer was split into two pieces with his bow.
The flame sword light was so powerful that it tore a gap in the roof, and the archer's body fell into it.
Cheng Sanwu was about to leave when he suddenly heard a low growl of pain coming from the room below. He jumped in with a knife and used his eyes to see that Mr. Qiang Yu was lying on the bed, as if he was ill, sometimes curled up and sometimes stretched out.
The limbs twitch uncontrollably.
"Jiang Yu, why are you crazy? You actually sent your men to kill us?" Cheng Sanwu rushed forward and slapped him twice.
"Insects..." Qiang Yujun seemed to have a moment of clarity after being slapped. His voice was hoarse and he said with difficulty: "I... there are worms in my head, and my body doesn't obey... my orders!"
When Cheng Sanwu heard this, he shuddered and felt chills all over his body.
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Qin Wangshu knelt down with her sword in hand, gasping for air. The fine beads of sweat on her face were mixed with the rain. The constant ringing in her ears made her thoughts confused. Many strange and bizarre scenes appeared in her mind, including...
In past experiences, there were also chaotic lights and shadows, and even little people in colorful clothes jumping and dancing around.
In addition, Qin Wangshu felt as if the world was spinning, as if the waves of the sea were undulating beneath his feet. The direction and distance were all confused and difficult to distinguish. This was extremely fatal for a sword wielder.
Qin Wangshu didn't know what happened to him, and the only explanation was poisoning.
What's worse is that she has to face the siege of her colleagues alone.
Qin Wangshu was leaning against the wall at the moment, and in front of him were eight people hanging on the eaves, all of them women, and most of them were only wearing light clothes. They were obviously sleeping on the couch just now, but for some reason they suddenly picked up weapons and attacked him. p>
If he hadn't been awakened by a nightmare, I'm afraid he would have been dead and in a different place at this moment.
"What...are you going to do?" Qin Wangshu forcibly cheered up, got rid of distracting thoughts in his mind, stood up straight and shouted with a sword in hand.
However, the eight women on the opposite side did not respond. They let the rain soak their beautiful bodies. Their thin clothes fit tightly against their skin. They each held long and short swords and attacked from the left and right sides. Their movements were nimble and light, and they hid murderous intent.<
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"When you drew your sword, the hatred in your heart was not enough, it was too weak."
For some reason, Cheng Sanwu's words came to mind, and his survival instinct prompted Qin Wangshu to release all the hatred hidden deep in his heart. The surrounding air suddenly spread, the water on the ground gradually condensed, and the long sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a fierce force.
The green light is like frost and flowers dancing wildly, and snakes flying in the sky.
In a dazzling sword exchange, Qin Wangshu blocked the intensive alternating attacks of eight colleagues. This was a combined attack technique carefully created by Afu, in order to allow those with less martial arts skills to rely on the rapid and intensive alternating attacks, thus
Defeat the master in one fell swoop.
After forcing back the eight hanging eaves soldiers, Qin Wangshu was surprised and happy. She didn't expect that her swordsmanship would make a breakthrough.
However, when she wanted to reverse the offensive and defensive momentum, she suddenly felt that her Dantian was empty and her chest was suffocating. It turned out that she had just broken through the limit and forced her sword moves, and her meridians were under a huge load for a short time.
Coupled with the recurrence of the poisonous disease of unknown origin, Qin Wangshu suddenly felt that his limbs were sore and weak, and the vision in front of him alternated between black and white, making it difficult to resist the sharp edge of the sword.
When Qin Wangshu's figure collapsed, someone suddenly stretched out his hand to support her into his arms. Then he waved his hand and spread out a net of bright swords, blocking the sharp edge and taking away the opponent's weapon with exquisite moves.
Qin Wangshu's eyes went dark for a while, and he could identify the visitor just by being familiar with the fragrance, even though there was another strong smell mixed with him. He murmured: "Envoy Fu, I can't stop them..." p>
"I know." Afu looked ugly and threw away the weapon. When the eight people on the opposite side saw him, they didn't look like they were facing their master at all. The faint look of madness on their faces showed that their minds were in a state of abnormality. Afu doesn't understand why they suddenly suffered a huge change? Spells? Poison? Why didn't she notice it at all? Who can do this?
Seeing that the eight hanging eaves warriors were still trying to attack him, Afu had made up his mind and pointed his fingers together. Xuanyin used his fingers to condense the gang energy into needle rays, tapping acupoints in the air to cut off the pulses, and the eight people felt like they were being struck by thunder.
Shit, his body froze and he fell to the ground.
Just when Afu was about to step forward to take a closer look, she suddenly felt a pain in her heart. She looked down and saw Qin Wangshu, who was being held by her side, stabbing her chest with a sword. Her cold face, which was slowly raised, was equally troubled.
Conceal your madness.
Not allowing the opponent to make any more moves, Afu endured the pain and moved her fingers. Qin Wangshu was restrained and fell to the ground in the water, unconscious.
At this time, there was another burst of footsteps not far away. The leader was Zhang Fan and others. They were all under Cheng Sanwu's command. They were all showing their madness. The weapons in their hands and the clothes on their bodies were all stained with blood, dripping with rain.
Next.
Afu sneered and said nothing, she was in a bad situation right now.
As a high-ranking vampire, although they have endless longevity and eternal youth, their weaknesses are also extremely obvious. Even if they can walk during the day, the sunlight will make them weak and tired, and
Once the heart is pierced, the power of a high-ranking vampire will be greatly restricted, and even the ability to recover, self-heal and walk in mist will be prohibited.
Not to mention that Afu has not seriously sucked blood for many years, and her ability to become a Xuanyin body relies entirely on the secret method of expanding her veins. At this moment, she was pierced through the chest by a long sword, and her Qi veins were damaged. Even if she did not die, her martial arts would be greatly reduced. p>
But Afu still smiled. This feeling of being forced into a dead end was so familiar that it even gave her a different kind of excitement and desire. She wanted to find Cheng Sanwu immediately, press her down, and ride hard.<
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Before this, Afu was not sure about the origins of the person behind the Pure Light Goddess. But after tonight, she was able to conclude that the powerful enemy was still alive and was plotting secretly!
"Is this your trick again?" Afu looked at the frantic Zhang Fan and others. She felt that her limbs were numb and cold, but her beautiful face revealed a warm and passionate expression, which was seductive and dangerous.
Seeing Zhang Fan and others slowly approaching, with their swords pointed at the women lying motionless on the ground, Ah Fu let the rain soak her, with a few strands of wet hair hanging down, sticking to the corners of her cheeks and lips, looking particularly miserable.
Hear her lazily smile and say: "If you want to kill me, just kill me. Anyway, I don't care."
The weapon was raised high, and when death was pronounced, a hidden figure suddenly came to kill, and the blazing wind came first, like a violent wave passing through, forcing Zhang Fan and others away in one fell swoop.
"Are you crazy too?"
The visitor was none other than Cheng Sanwu. When he saw Zhang Fan and others, he was startled at first. Then he turned back to look at Afu and saw that she had been pierced through the chest with a long sword. Qin Wangshu fell at her feet and immediately asked: "Are you okay?
Right?"
"Oh, I can't die."
Afu smiled so lightly that for some reason, she actually felt a little relaxed, and at the same time she raised her eyes to signal Zhang Fan and others.
Cheng Sanwu watched his subordinates attack madly one by one. He was very unhappy and wanted to use his strength to kill, but he felt that he was at a disadvantage.
"If I find the person behind the scenes, I will chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs!"
He cursed in his heart, but Cheng Sanwu's movements were not slow at all. He did not draw the sword, but fiddled with it with both hands. The flames all over his body first fired and then gathered. There was a vague fire dragon circling around his arms, and the fire light was rising, illuminating the surrounding area. A Fu from the rear could clearly see that this was definitely not the Yan Feng Sword Technique, nor was it seen in the "Liuhe Yuan Zhang". The palm technique was somewhat similar to the previous Zhao Yangjun's "Kanyuan Nine Bases", but it was attributed to Qi.
Completely opposite temperaments.
"Let's go!"
Cheng Sanwu gave a soft drink and pushed angrily with his fierce palm. The fire dragon shot out along his arm, and the flaming stream spurted out like a dragon's roar.
The fire dragon did not strike out straight, but swung left and right. The seemingly fierce and domineering palm skills actually had hidden softness. Zhang Fan and others were staggered by the fire dragon palm skills and fell down one after another.
Cheng Sanwu took advantage of this opportunity, stepped forward, and fired continuously with his knife, knocking out the crazed people one by one.
"We have to quickly find some ropes to tie them up." Cheng Sanwu clapped his hands, came to Afu, and motioned to her with the sword on her chest: "You..."
"Help me pull it out." Afu herself was really weak.
Cheng Sanwu complied with the instructions and easily pulled out the long sword. Afu rushed into his arms. Without waiting for him to ask more questions, two arms climbed up to his shoulders and neck, tiptoed close to him, and directly opened his mouth to bite Cheng Sanwu's neck, stabbing with sharp teeth.
The tough skin is worn, and the hot blood is sucked into the mouth.
After sucking blood for several breaths, Afu took the initiative to release her lips and teeth. She lowered her head slightly, without looking directly at Cheng Sanwu, and just asked: "Why don't you stop me?"
"You didn't say anything either." Cheng Sanwu smiled bitterly, raised his hand and rubbed his neck, and the wound healed quickly.
Also recovering was Afu's heart-piercing sword wound. She took two steps back, gently wiped the blood from her lips, and said seriously: "In the future, if I don't take the initiative to ask, don't let me suck blood. Even if I ask, you
You can also refuse."
Seeing her like this, Cheng Sanwu could only shrug his shoulders and agreed: "Okay."