Chapter 620 Where is the Spring and Autumn Messenger
Kick! Kick! Kick! Kick! An expert from the Immortal Hidden Sect kicked the wet ground with both feet, and rushed over at the moment when the crossbow arrows were flying. He was still some distance away from Wang Junlin, and only heard him roar violently.
, holding the knife in both hands, he jumped up high and struck Wang Junlin on the head with an irresistible force.
Wang Junlin lowered his eyes slightly and did not move. His attention was always on Chunqiu Nu, and he did not seem to see the brutal knife that was about to come.
Nie Xiaoyu next to him moved. She flipped her wrist, and the Wind Shadow Sword in her hand turned into a white light. It stabbed to death several strange insects that the Tengu also used to sneak attack her, and then... the sword light suddenly faded and disappeared.
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The rainy night was dark and deep, and there were lights hidden in the nearby buildings. When the sword was raised, the front of the sword reflected the light and turned into a glossy surface. If the sword's light disappeared without a trace, then there was only one possibility, and that was that the sword was now in a stationary state.
The tip of the Wind Shadow Sword in his hand was still in front of the master of the Immortal Yin Sect. The tip of the sword was wedged deeply into the man's throat by a third of an inch, just enough to pierce the man's trachea.
Make it impossible to breathe.
The tip of the sword broke through the skin, bones and flesh and clamped tightly. Blood gushed out from the tiny tip of the sword, and was quickly washed away by the increasingly heavy night rain. Nie Xiaoyu's right hand was holding the bottom of the sword hilt, lowering his head slightly.
Watching a drop of rain splashing a turbid flower on the bluestone, I kept my posture of sinking my knees and turning my waist.
Time seems to have stopped at this moment, but it will not really stop. Nie Xiaoyu pulled her right arm like lightning and pulled out the sword. At the same time as the Immortal Yin Sect master fell down with eyes fixed in death, her right hand
Holding the hilt of the sword tightly and pushing forward, the Feng Ying Sword suddenly thrust out with rainwater, piercing the second enemy's throat.
Holding the Wind Shadow Sword in his hand, Nie Xiaoyu jumped like a leopard in the grass to evade in a very small area. He slashed to the right and used the edge of the sword to knock over the enemy attacking from the left. Then he turned around and suddenly exerted force.
The blade of the sword cut through the rain curtain, cut off the blade handed to him in the night, and cut off the neck of the fourth enemy.
As soon as they met, the four masters of the Immortal Yin Sect died under Nie Xiaoyu's sword. Blood sprayed from their broken bodies in all directions, as if they were even denser than rain.
At this time, Wang Junlin and Chunqiu Nu fought again. The former could kill the latter, but the latter could only find a way to capture Wang Junlin alive and could not kill the other party. This in itself made Chunqiu Nu powerful in this life-and-death battle.
discounted.
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Although everyone knew that there was a woman named No. 2 who was very powerful before they came, they did not expect that the woman No. 2 who stood silently behind Wang Junlin, disguised as a man, could be such a fierce character. She was probably...
Shocked by Nie Xiaoyu's sharp and strange swordsmanship, the masters of the Immortal Yin Sect subconsciously slowed down their pace.
Nie Xiaoyu held the Wind Shadow Sword and stood there expressionlessly, making it difficult for others to go over and help Chunqiu Nu deal with Wang Junlin.
Swish, swish, three extremely subtle sounds of machine springs sounded, and the heavy rain fell, hitting the roof of a nearby building. The hard bluestone made a thunderous sound, successfully covering up these three subtle sounds.
But no sound could escape Nie Xiaoyu's eyes and ears. She captured the three extremely subtle machine sounds in the first time, and at the same time made her own judgment in the first time - Mo, who belongs to the Immortal Yin Sect.
Gu’s divine crossbow!
The Shenwu Crossbow is one of the most terrifying weapons created by Mo Gu. It has a built-in crossbow box and can fire six crossbow arrows at once. What’s even more terrifying is that the Shenwu Crossbow’s machine spring has been specially designed, and the arrows fired are extremely fast. In
According to legends for many years, this kind of weapon once created countless brilliance in the rivers and lakes and in the history of dynasties' conquests in the world. Unfortunately, due to the decreasing number of special materials required to make the Shenwu Crossbow, Mo Valley's Shenwu Crossbow cannot be made by just anyone.
I can get it, but I didn't expect it to appear tonight.
However, the Mogu disciples who were using Shenwu crossbows at this time had just seen Wang Junlin and his party possess a steel crossbow that could shoot nine arrows at a time. What did they think?
In fact, the Mogu disciples who were ambushing nearby did not use the Shenwu crossbow at first because they were frightened by the repeating steel crossbow used by Wang Junlin and his party. However, the current situation did not allow them to wait any longer. In any case, they
Always try your best.
A raindrop the size of a soybean fell from Nie Xiaoyu's perfect face along his forehead to his chin. In such a short period of time, Nie Xiaoyu had clearly seen and calculated many things, such as the trajectory of the crossbow arrow fired by the Shenwu Crossbow.
The wind shadow sword in her hand stabbed out one after another.
A series of tiny yet crisp sounds sounded in the rain. These sounds were crisper than the sound of raindrops falling on the strings of the piano, and faster than the flight of wild bees plucked by the most mysterious luthier.
Nie Xiaoyu accurately captured the trajectory of each arrow of the Shenwu Crossbow, intercepted all the twelve arrows fired by the two Shenwu Crossbows at the same time, and then knocked them away one by one!
The battle between Wang Junlin and Chunqiu Nu was vigorous, but for a while it became a stalemate.
At this moment, the other wall was washed away by the pouring rain to the quiet and deserted street. One of the two carriages finally started to move slowly and drove towards this place. The sound of hoofbeats and wheels was masked by the wind and rain.
No trace.
More than a dozen masters of the Immortal Yin Sect attacked again, this time they appeared more determined and stronger.
Nie Xiaoyu kept moving silently on the rain-covered bluestone. He was not agile and looked extremely heavy. Every time he stepped down on the sole of his boots, a splash of water would appear, and with each splash of water, his sword would
Will stab to death a master of the Immortal Hidden Sect.
With a twist of his right elbow, the blade of the sword sank down and cut off the knee of a master of the Immortal Yin Sect. Before Nie Xiaoyu could draw the sword, he raised his left foot and it bounced out like a flying stone, severely kicking the knee of another master of the Immortal Yin Sect.
At the crotch, the blade of the Wind Shadow Sword was raised from bottom to top, breaking open the abdomen of the third Immortal Hidden Sect master. Another figure rushed towards him bravely, and Nie Xiaoyu, who was squatting on the ground, twisted his waist and held it with one hand.
The sword took advantage of the momentum and made a fierce stroke. The sword light burst out and cut off several calves.
Nie Xiaoyu's clothes had already been wet by the rain and stuck to her body, which exposed her perfect figure and filled her with a strange temptation. Her movements were extremely simple, but the killing effect was extremely astonishing. Under the sword in front of her,
Those brave masters of the Immortal Yin Sect were like pieces of wood, being stabbed to death and falling to the ground.
Nie Xiaoyu looked at the enemies still alive not far away, and slowly pulled out the Wind Shadow Sword from the heart of a master of the Immortal Yin Sect who was in the stagnant stage.
The masters of the Immortal Yin Sect who were still alive looked at Nie Xiaoyu who stood silently in the heavy rain with a sword, and his heart was full of despair. They were not meant for each other, but the Spring and Autumn Messenger must still have Nie Xiaoyu and Wang Junlin alive.
The latter killed them without any scruples. Under such circumstances, how much strength could they unleash?
The sound of a carriage came from the alley.
The light in Nie Xiaoyu's eyes flashed sharply for several times, with a puzzled look on his face. The person who came seemed not to be the Spring and Autumn Messenger. Where had the Spring and Autumn Messenger gone?