Chapter 19 The Battle of Ximen Chuixue Peerless Swordsman!
At night, Xiu'er visited the Nanchang City Prison, took antidote pills for Zhao and Da, and even knocked out a group of jailers, took the two of them out of the prison and sent them outside the city.
Lin Nuo was a man who kept his promises. He had promised at the beginning that as long as they were willing to sue the Anyi County Magistrate, he would protect their lives.
The promise made must be fulfilled naturally. For Xiu'er, rescuing two people from prison is really just a simple effort.
The next morning, feeling the coolness of the high autumn air, Lin Nuo and his wife said goodbye to a group of people of the same year, then took a carriage and drove towards Jianchang Mansion.
His martial arts practice had been somewhat affected during the imperial examination for more than half a month. Therefore, in the next six months before the start of the Spring Festival, he planned to devote all his mind to practice. He could save some unnecessary entertainment and trivial matters.
Just save it!
Along the way, Lin Nuo almost didn't speak anymore and was very silent. He half-squinted his eyes most of the time, seeming to be thinking about something.
"Something on your mind?"
Hearing this, Lin Nuo opened his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said the method in his mind, "Xiu'er, do you think it is possible to kill Prince Ning with the strength of the two of us?"
"The hope is slim, less than 10%!" Xiu'er gave the answer directly without thinking.
Lin Nuo nodded. He had already expected this result. Because of this, neither of them mentioned the matter of killing Prince Ning before leaving. After all, if they wanted to kill a prince, they did not want to kill the Anyi County magistrate and his family.
So simple.
"There are experts in Prince Ning's mansion!" Xiu'er said.
"Stronger than you?"
"I haven't fought before, so I'm not sure, but if you want to come and entangle me, it'll be no problem!"
Lin Nuo was silent. He didn't know exactly how strong Xiu'er was, because the two had been together for more than half a year, and he had never seen Xiu'er use her full strength.
But even if you occasionally take action once or twice, you can subdue yourself with just a glance, but it is an understatement. This strength is definitely not comparable to ordinary first-class warriors!
"Hush!"
At this moment, the middle-aged driver who was driving the car suddenly pulled the reins and stopped.
"Sir, madam, there are strong men fighting in front of us, let's take a detour, shall we?"
Lin Nuo got out of the carriage and looked forward. Outside the grove on the right side of the official road ahead, there were more than a dozen mysterious men in black clothes and masks, holding long swords and killing a young man in white with a stern face.
Surrounded in the middle.
"kill!"
The moment Lin Nuo stepped out of the carriage, the men in black took action.
Thirteen figures and thirteen swords formed some kind of sword formation, with a biting chill and a cold light that instantly enveloped the man in white.
But at this moment, the man in white who had been standing there without moving suddenly moved, and the long sword originally carried on his back suddenly appeared in his hand at some point.
The hilt of the sword is black, the sword body is also black, and the whole sword is black, pitch black, long and narrow, and ancient. Even after just one glance, Lin Nuo already knows that this is definitely a rare sword in the world!
call out!
The man in white drew his sword. Lin Nuo could not describe the sharpness and speed of that sword. Even from a distance, he could still clearly feel that if he faced that sword, he would definitely die. There was no way he could stop it.
Can't escape!
Chichichi~~
The sound of a sharp sword cutting flesh was heard. With Lin Nuo's eyesight, he could only see a black afterimage fleeting outside the woods. The next moment, the thirteen masked men who had originally attacked and killed the man in white were seen.
The assassin fell to the ground in an instant, with large amounts of blood spilling from his neck.
One sword, thirteen kills!
The sword flashed and blood splashed out!
That stunning sword strike made even Xiu'er, who had just stepped out of the carriage, look surprised. It seemed that the opponent's incredibly close sword strike was enough to arouse her fear.
Killing the enemy instantly with one sword, the man in white shook the sword casually to shake off the blood on the sword. Then he put the divine sword into its sheath and looked towards Lin Nuo's position.
To be precise, the other party was not looking at him, his eyes were fixed on Xiu'er from beginning to end.
"I'm Lin Nuo, the new imperial examination candidate. This is my wife. I wonder what I call you, hero?"
Being targeted by a peerless swordsman is not a good thing for Lin Nuo, at least it is definitely not a happy thing until he has achieved great success in the Nine Yang Divine Art.
However, from beginning to end, the man in white ignored Lin Nuo's existence and did not even look at him.
The next moment, the figure of the man in white suddenly ran rapidly, and the long black sword that had returned to his body came out of his body again in an instant, and an afterimage passed through the air, slashing towards Xue Xiuer.
call out!
Under the induction of Qi, Xiu'er's body suddenly rushed out at the moment the opponent made the move, raised his hand and pulled out the silver sword from Lin Nuo's waist, and then the whole person was like a ghost, walking with mysterious steps
, he arrived in front of the other party in the blink of an eye.
Bang!
The sound of swords clashing was heard, and the two of them separated at the first touch, retreating several meters from each other.
Immediately afterwards, without any words, the two increased their speed to the extreme again, using the woods outside the official road as the battlefield, and began a battle that, in Lin Nuo's opinion, was not like a mortal battle.
The two figures were everywhere in the whole forest. Black sword shadows and silver sword shadows flickered in the sky from time to time. The cold and sharp breath made the middle-aged driver tremble all over, as if his whole body was shaking.
My body lost control due to fear.
The sword of the man in white was sharp and cold, without any fancy and superfluous movements. From beginning to end, it was all about stabbing and cutting. He had never used any other moves in his hands.
But because of this, he abandoned the redundant sword moves and movements, and his sword-drawing speed reached an incredible level. That speed was simply not what a mortal should have.
All martial arts in the world are invincible, except speed!
When the speed reaches the extreme, all swordsmanship moves look extremely ridiculous. There is no need to compete with you on any swordsmanship or sword formation. All it takes is a flash of sword light and you will die before you can react.
This extreme speed can only be stopped by the same extreme speed!
The speed of the man in white was extremely fast, but Xiu'er's speed was also beyond the limits of ordinary people. After a fight, she was not inferior in terms of speed.
Seeing that the two of them fought equally, Lin Nuo couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiu'er's main internal skill is the Nine Yin Manual of Yin attribute, which has a huge bonus in terms of speed.
In addition, she practiced the Dugu Nine Swords, which can be regarded as stopping with stillness and using fast and fast swordsmanship. After a life-and-death fight, neither of them could do anything to the other.
In the flash of lightning, the two of them had fought hundreds of moves, but in fact, only ten breaths of time had passed.
But in such a short period of time, the entire forest seemed to have been plowed. The ground that was originally full of withered yellow leaves was now covered with various sword marks and ravines, and broken trees fell to the ground.
It looked like a mess.
call!
After the two long swords collided and separated again, this time, the two did not take action again, but stood at the top of the tree, looking at each other warily.
"The sword in my hand is forged from a meteorite from outer space. Its blade is three feet and seven inches tall, and its net weight is seven kilograms and thirteen taels!"
Perhaps because Xiu'er's strength was recognized by him, the man in white, who had always had a stern face, suddenly spoke.