The night was dark, the river was gurgling, and thick white mist floated on the river, shrouding the entire stone arch bridge in a strange atmosphere.
The quiet night, as if dyed with ink, enveloped the world.
On the bridge where two war horses can ride side by side, the two groups of men and horses faced off against each other. A puff of gunpowder smoke filled the air silently, and a chilling air filled the sky above the river.
Many silver-armored soldiers looked at the three figures still standing in front of them, feeling the oppressive and suffocating atmosphere. Many of them had cold sweat on their palms, and felt inexplicably nervous in their hearts.
These were not the bandits they usually dealt with. The five men in black standing in front of them were each extremely skilled at blocking a thousand with one.
As a young lady, can you handle it?
Although the Nangong family has an advantage in terms of numbers, it seems a bit insignificant in front of these top sword masters!
"These guys are really a bit of a bully, they come one after another!"
"The master who wields the spear must have the strength of the innate real pill realm!"
"With Miss Nangong's strength, I'm afraid she won't be able to handle it!"
"What should we do? Stand idly by and help, it's really difficult!"
Lu Chen couldn't help but frown secretly as he looked at the dangerous situation at the scene.
He really didn't want to expose his strength prematurely and attract the attention of the super powerful people in Canglan Land.
"You bastard, what's the point of bullying a female prostitute?"
"Come to me if you have the guts!" Qin Hong behind her said with an embarrassed look on her face as she looked at Nangong Jin who was being pressed closer and closer.
He Yunbao held a silver spear and glanced at Nangong Jin and Qin Hong with cold eyes. He couldn't help but sneered: "I can only blame you for not knowing how to show appreciation. Please go back to Miss Luo family. We are bound to win!"
"You may say good things, but you still remain stubborn. This is what you asked for!"
Nangong Jin held the Feixue Sword, pointed at the ground, and said solemnly: "Aunt Qin, don't talk nonsense to them, Miss Luo family must not be taken away by them!"
When Butler Kou heard these words, a trace of gratitude flashed across his energetic eyes. The Nangong family valued love and justice, and they were indeed worthy of the family's trust.
Qin Hong looked at the imposing He Yunbao and couldn't help but whisper: "Miss, are you sure?"
"I'm not sure. Now that I've embarked on this road, I have to go to the end and don't give up halfway!"
Nangong Jin said coldly, taking advantage of this extremely short period of time, she continued to use the family's secrets to replenish the innate true energy consumed in her body.
As the pale and beautiful face gradually regained its rosy color, wisps of cold air slowly rose up on the surface of the body, spreading in all directions along the soles of the feet.
Soon, all the cold air within a radius of five feet was covered.
Standing in this place covered with ice and snow, Nangong Jin's momentum rose rapidly, and the originally warm world suddenly became bitingly cold, as if the surrounding space had condensed, forming a strong sense of oppression.
Looking at this astonishing scene, the contempt in He Yunbao's eyes as cold as poisonous snakes gradually subsided, his legs spread out in a bow shape, and then he slowly lowered his body, holding the barrel of the gun in one hand with both arms, and holding the gun in the other.
Gun tail.
The waist and horse are integrated into one, and the whole person is like a big bow ready to go.
"Little girl, the road is not that easy!"
"Because tonight, you will face a nightmare!"
He Yunbao shouted low, and wisps of green air spread around the spear. He kicked the ground with his feet, and his whole body flew out like an arrow from the string.
Immediately afterwards, a silver spear penetrated the space of seven to eight feet, and exploded towards the opponent with terrifying penetrating power.
"Humph, I'm not afraid of the wind blowing my tongue!" Nangong Jinfeng's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and her figure moved and disappeared from the spot.
A frost-white blade struck like lightning, stabbed the spear head at high speed, and quickly backhanded it.
There was a crisp clang sound, and sparks flew everywhere.
He Yunbao's wrist shook, and the spear almost came out of his hand.
"Good swordsmanship!"
When He Yunbao saw this exquisite swordsmanship, his eyes lit up and the blood in his heart began to boil.
He turned around with the soles of his feet, and then he held the silver spear and turned backhand with a carbine, stabbing out!
Nangong Jin held her sword to block, and the powerful sword body hit the surface of the blade hard. There was a clang, sparks burst out, and the terrifying force knocked her back three steps.
Every time he took a step back, a deep pit opened up in the ground.
"Little girl, remember, the one who defeated you was the Crazy Demon Spear!" He Yunbao took advantage of the victory and pursued the victory. With a flash of his figure, he swung the barrel of the gun and struck hard with a heavy blow, like a mountain-breaking force, domineering and powerful!
Facing this terrifying shot, Nangong Jin moved sideways to get out of the way.
There was a loud explosion, and a crack measuring a foot long was immediately ripped out of the ground, and rubble flew away.
"Haha, you can't escape!" He Yunbao let out a ferocious laugh, and his whole body followed him like a shadow, like a crazy demon god.
The red tassel dances, and the spear stabs out continuously.
Brush! Brush! Brush!...
The spears are like thunder, fast like lightning, and continuous!
He Yunbao got excited about killing, his hands became stronger and stronger, and his moves became more and more fierce.
Stab, entangle, circle, block, hold, pounce, point, etc., each move is combined into a series of domineering marksmanship, full of a ferocious and violent atmosphere.
But upon careful observation, his swordsmanship has no flaws at all and is completely natural.
One shot after another, he launched it like a flowing stream. With the help of the explosive force in the mad state, he continued to accumulate the power of the gun, gradually reaching the peak of his momentum.
Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng!!!!
The collision of guns and swords was like the collision of silverware, and a series of metal collisions sounded.
Facing the opponent's crazy attack, Nangong Jin was instantly at a disadvantage, as if she was stuck in a quagmire, and was forced to dodge in all directions. Her steps were elegant, like a wisp of smoke, constantly moving around along the small area.
The Feixue Sword kept swinging, either stabbing, running horizontally, or using force to relieve force.
All in all, her swordsmanship was completely in a state of passive defense, constantly using various methods to resist He Yunbao's crazy attacks.
She tried to fight back, but it was useless.
Because He Yunbao's marksmanship is so crazy.
As if she was going crazy, each shot was more powerful than the last, and each shot was more domineering than the last. She was so powerful and heavy that she couldn't even use her special skills to counterattack.
Qin Hong and Liu Qing, who was seriously injured, looked at this scene with livid faces and were so anxious that they wished they could rush forward to help Nangong Jin repel the opponent.
But they didn't dare to intervene in this situation.
Because the really tough opponent was not the master of marksmanship, but the burly middle-aged man who stood behind and never made a move.
Once they dare to intervene, the burly middle-aged man will never sit idly by.
"Haha, I found your flaw!" He Yunbao suddenly shouted, and the silver spear was like a silver dragon, piercing Nangong Jin like lightning.
Nangong Jin was dripping with sweat, gritted his teeth and swung the sword horizontally. However, when the tip of the spear struck like lightning, He Yunbao swung the flying snow sword away with all his strength, and then swiped it swiftly and struck it hard.
On Nangong Jin's chest.
With a pop, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from Nangong Jin's mouth, and his whole body was shot backwards, as if a cannonball was shot into the direction of the crowd.
"Miss!"
"Xiaojin!"
The people of the Nangong family looked at the figure that was thrown flying, and couldn't help but let out a burst of surprise.
"Haha, just keep your life!"
"The weak are only worthy of becoming the stepping stones for the strong!" He Yunbao, who looked like a madman, seemed to have red eyes at this moment. He rushed over like lightning, raised his spear high, and struck hard with a heavy blow, trying to kill Nangong.
Jin was smashed into a pulp!
"careful!"
"How dare you, Zhuzi!"
"The Nangong family will not let you go!"
Several roars rang out in the night sky, and pairs of angry eyes wanted to tear the lawless He Yunbao into pieces.
Although Crazy Demon Spear and He Yunbao are not as famous as the top ten powerful men in Canglan land.
But he has a quirk that countless people are afraid of.
That is, once he starts fighting with someone, whether it is a discussion or a fierce battle, he will never stop until his opponent is put to death.
From this, he got the title of a crazy gun.
At this critical moment, a thin figure appeared in front of Nangong Jin out of thin air, as if teleporting.
There was a muffled sound, the ground shook violently, the gravel cracked, and dust and mist filled the sky.
An unparalleled shot struck the figure's arm hard.
However, what is unbelievable is that the man is like an iron tower and does not move at all.
He Yunbao's terrifying shot hit his arm, but not only was he unscathed, his clothes were not even scratched.
"The marksmanship is good, but it's a pity that the strength is a bit lacking!" A calm voice suddenly sounded on the arch bridge and spread far away.
Seeing this shocking scene, countless people were stunned.
When the dust and fog dissipated, a thin figure was seen standing between He Yunbao and Nangong Jin, as if a majestic mountain had descended out of thin air, blocking He Yunbao's mighty offensive.
Nangong Jin fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, looking at the mysterious figure in front of her in shock, her pale and pretty face already sluggish.
Not only him, but also Qin Hong, Liu Qing, Kou Qing, Luo Xiangling, etc. also stared at the thin figure with their eyes widened, with bewilderment on their faces.
And the expressions of the black-clad killers who had not taken action quietly solidified at a certain moment.
Isn't this Lu Chen who Qin Hong mistakenly thought was a spy?
How could he appear here!
He Yunbao's strength is obvious to all, and there is absolutely no doubt about his strength.
That extremely powerful spear was swung out, not to mention Nangong Jin, even Liu Qing who had reached the peak level of Sword Master might not be able to block it.
Unexpectedly, Lu Chen was able to stop him so easily with such a cross-arm move.
What kind of strength is this?
At this moment, almost everyone can guess that this seemingly ordinary Lu Chen hides a terrifying strength.
"Who are you?" He Yunbao stared coldly at the young man in black in front of him and yelled angrily.
Lu Chen blocked the opponent's spear with his cross-arm, and grasped the barrel of the gun with his backhand like lightning.
