Murong Yunqing tapped his toes, jumped up, and stabbed the long sword in his hand from top to bottom. As the internal energy surged, the air from the tip of the sword seemed to become like water waves, with ripples appearing.
What's amazing is that the ripples that spread out seem to have a strange magic power. Spears thrust from four directions are actually pulled by the ripples of the air, losing their original aim, and instead facing the black people on the opposite side.
The armored knight stabbed him.
The four black-armored knights, under the influence of Murong Yunqing's sword power, were unable to send and receive the spears at all at once, and just pierced the opponent's chest.
Murong Yunqing jumped out from the encirclement of four black-armored knights and looked coldly at the four knights who were completely crowded together.
What surprised her was that despite such an attack, the four knights still didn't scream. Even the horses under them didn't even neigh briefly.
Suddenly, Murong Yunqing's spirit tightened again, and his pupils shrank slightly. Because the four knights reacted again.
The four war horses seemed to have formed a tacit understanding and retreated in unison. Murong Yunqing watched helplessly as the thick and long knight's spear was withdrawn from the body of the knight on the opposite side.
The faces of the four knights were also completely covered by black armor, and their expressions could not be seen at all.
But for some reason, Murong Yunqing always felt that there was no pain at all on their faces.
The four knights slowly separated as their horses retreated. Finally, when the spear shaft completely separated from the knight's body, a strange scene appeared again.
The four black-armored knights, who should have been seriously injured, all seemed to be fine at this time, as if the previous injuries had not affected them at all.
Seeing the fist-sized holes in the chests of the four black-armored knights, Murong Yunqing's heart sank again.
"Not a living person!"
Murong Yunqing concentrated her energy again. Although she didn't know how the four knights in front of her existed, she knew that these four knights must have been created by Zhang Zhengde and the two mysterious people.
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Moreover, even if she killed all these knights, she would not be able to do any substantial harm to Zhang Zhengde and the others.
While Murong Yunqing was deep in thought, a voice suddenly lingered in the enchanted space:
"Now that my friend is here, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Why don't you stay and rest for a while, so that Yan can fulfill his friendship as a landlord? It is not Yan's style to neglect distinguished guests!"
After hearing this, Murong Yunqing became even calmer. Without answering the other party's words, Murong Yunqing swung his long sword again, tapped his toes, and arrived in front of the four black-armored knights in an instant.
She is not worried about the other party showing up, but she is worried about the other party not showing up.
Murong Yunqing, who experienced the battle of Shennongjia, is no longer the Wu Xia Ameng he was before.
When dealing with the enemy, as long as she enters a fighting state, she no longer resists and tests, but is replaced by resolute and resolute actions, the decisiveness and decisiveness brought from the edge of life and death without any delay!
The long sword passed by, and the tip of the sword carried a sword light that was a foot long. Before the opponent could react, it swept the entire army and directly chopped off the heads of the four black-armored knights!
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
There were four sounds of heads falling to the ground in succession, and immediately after, the figures of the four black heavy-armored knights suddenly became illusory, and even the horses under their crotches gradually became blurred.
The whole process lasted only one or two breaths before the four black-armored knights completely disappeared.
As the black-armored knight disappeared, four palm-sized white pieces of paper appeared in place, and the shape of the paper pieces was exactly the outline of the previous black-armored knight.
The pieces of paper are densely covered with some mysterious lines, and these four pieces of paper are not complete. Not far away, there are four small round pieces of paper lying quietly aside.
Obviously, that is the head that was just beheaded by Murong Yunqing!
After the four knights were killed by Murong Yunqing, the owner of the voice finally appeared.
This person is none other than the middle-aged man with a Chinese character face who was with Zhang Zhengde before.
Looking at four pictures, no, it should be eight pictures now.
Looking at the white pieces of paper that were broken into eight pieces, the middle-aged man with Chinese characters, who called himself Yan, looked gloomy and asked cautiously: "Who is my friend? Why are you here late at night? What's going on here?
What's the plan?"
It was obvious that this middle-aged man with a Chinese character face had noticed Murong Yunqing's difficulty from the confrontation he had just had.
He no longer had the previous contempt and began to take Murong Yunqing seriously.
Murong Yunqing still did not answer the man named Yan, but at this moment, he began to take the initiative.
Murong Yunqing stabbed the middle-aged man in the face with the long sword in his hand, without any intention of answering the man's question.
Murong Yunqing was very clear about the current situation. If he delayed for a moment longer, he would be more likely to be exposed.
At this time, if you continue to talk to the other party about trivial matters, it is simply asking for death. It is better to have a quick resolution.
Therefore, Murong Yunqing had no intention of holding back this sword. He thrust out the sword and shot out dozens of sword lights. Each sword light was like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, invincible.
Murong Yunqing's sudden outburst also startled the man with the Chinese character face. Without thinking much, when Murong Yunqing's sword light struck, he shook his hands and threw out three pieces of paper.
"Power Word: Guard!"
The man with the Chinese character face shouted loudly, and the three seemingly light pieces of paper thrown out by him emitted a dazzling light at this moment. When Murong Yunqing's sword light came, they actually formed
A huge energy shield.
"boom!"
A huge roar sounded, and the sword light hit the energy shield hard.
"Crack!"
The sound like breaking glass sounded again. In the end, the temporary defense put up by the man with the Chinese character face could not stop Murong Yunqing's prepared attack.
But this was only a moment of slowness, and the man with the Chinese character made perfect use of it. Taking advantage of this momentary gap, he quickly evacuated from the center of Murong Yunqing's sword attack.
At the same time, the man with the Chinese character threw out a few more pieces of paper: "Power Word - Summon: Dark Knight!"
As the man finished speaking, the runes on the paper suddenly flashed with light. Under the blessing of a mysterious force, they turned into four knights wearing black heavy armor again, and the ones who had fought with Murong Yunqing before.
Knights are all the same.
The four black-armored knights, driven by their horses, circled the central area where the sword light was blazing at extremely fast speeds, surrounded him from both sides, and rushed towards Murong Yunqing.
The four huge spears, which were as thick as a baby's arms, pierced the major points on Murong Yunqing's body without mercy.
Murong Yunqing snorted coldly and watched the four black-armored knights charging towards him. There was no trace of panic in his eyes. Under the shocked gaze of the man with the Chinese character face, Murong Yunqing's figure just flashed and he came among them.
Behind a knight.
Without any suspense, Murong Yunqing swung the long sword in his hand and chopped off the head of the black-armored knight. This ease and ease were not comparable to those at the beginning.
After killing a knight, Murong Yunqing's movements did not pause at all. His body flickered a few more times, and in just a few breaths, the remaining three black-armored knights all fell down.
Obviously, when Murong Yunqing dealt with this black-armored knight before, he had left some leeway.
To be more precise, there are mostly temptations!
And now, Murong Yunqing defeated four black-armored knights so vigorously, but the middle-aged man with a Chinese character face was shocked.
Without the confidence and composure he had before, the man with the Chinese character face spoke again: "Who is my friend? If he can have such a cultivation level, he must not be an unknown person. Why don't you dare to show your true face to others?"
How could Murong Yunqing have time to listen to his ramblings? In battle, every minute, every second, even every moment was crucial.
Shaking his hand, he threw out three sword beams, which formed the shape of "pin" and shot towards the middle-aged man.
"Since my friend is so ignorant of etiquette, then Mr. Yan can only be offended!"
Seeing Murong Yunqing's actions, the middle-aged man with the Chinese character's face also felt angry. Two cold gleams shot out from his eyes, and he coldly shouted: "Truth Word: Imprisonment!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, the three sword lights seemed to be restrained by some mysterious force and became still in mid-air.
"Power Word-Summon: Dark Knight King!"
A piece of paper floated out and instantly transformed into a black heavy-armored knight. Different from the previous black-armored knight, the knight who appeared this time was unusually tall.
The Dark Knight King sat on the horse, more than three meters high. Moreover, the moment the Dark Knight King appeared, the temperature around him dropped a lot, and the dark elements in the world couldn't help but gather around the Dark Knight King.
, actually formed a black, constantly rotating black flame on the ground within one meter of the war horse.
Seeing this so-called Dark Knight King, Murong Yunqing frowned slightly. From the fight to the present, the abilities displayed by the man with the Chinese character face far exceeded her imagination.
What this is talking about is not how powerful the middle-aged man with a Chinese character face is, but how he uses his power in a weird way that she has never seen before.
Moreover, Murong Yunqing could clearly feel that the strength of the black-armored knight who appeared this time was probably far superior to the previous black-armored knights.
The previous black-armored knight had already surprised Murong Yunqing. It was hard to imagine that a few pieces of paper could explode with such power.
The strength of those knights has even reached the level of the fifth heaven. Although it is nothing to Murong Yunqing, such methods are really amazing.
But the appearance of the Dark Knight King this time clearly made Murong Yunqing feel threatened.
The black flames surrounding the Dark Knight King gave Murong Yunqing an extremely ominous feeling.
Murong Yunqing seemed to have some impression of this kind of flame. It was a kind of flame that he had seen accidentally while browsing in the Long Group's library.
Nether Fire, also known as the Fire of Death, is a special type of flame that symbolizes darkness, death and unknown. Its power far exceeds the elemental flames condensed by ordinary fire spells!
Murong Yunqing had never seen real Netherworld Fire, but the flames in front of him were very similar to the Netherworld Fire recorded in the classics.
The face of the Dark Knight King was not wrapped. Murong Yunqing could clearly see that it was a face so pale that there was no trace of blood. Moreover, from his eyes, all Murong Yunqing could feel was killing.
, cruel and bloody.
Thoughts went back and forth a thousand times, but his movements did not slow down even half a minute. In a few blinks, Murong Yunqing came to the man with the Chinese character face again.
"Drawing sword style!"
Murong Yunqing leaned forward slightly, using the ground as a sheath, and dragged out a ravine on the rooftop that was several inches deep and spread for more than ten meters.
"Canglang!"
There was a clear sound, like a sword unsheathed, killing decisively.
The sword-drawing posture is one of the nine mysterious sword postures recorded in the opening chapter of the Five Elements Sword Code. Its essence is to rely on the method of accumulating power to exert a power that far exceeds the user's own power.