Another barrage of random arrows came. Although it couldn't kill Li Xiao, it suppressed him and covered other attacking accomplices.
It can be seen that these people are not just a mob, they are quite capable of marching and fighting.
There was a sound of falling and screaming from the food shop below. It must have been slippery by the grease on the ice.
At dawn, he didn't care about where he was. He ducked close to the chimney and dodged a round of arrows. He heard the enemy climbing the wall yelling: "Be careful with his sword! It's a precious sword..."
"The county magistrate has ordered that the person who captures the sword will be rewarded with ten taels of silver and a first-level official..."
At dawn, it dawned on me, how could a one-eyed man selling meat have such charisma? Since there is a county magistrate in Longmen Town, there is also a government office. This person must be the real mastermind behind the scenes. However, I just glanced around and didn't see who was directing. I thought he was hiding in the dark and was quite cunning.
The spirit of spring injects spiritual energy, and the high temperature of the knife seals the blood. The dozens of corpses killed previously have been examined, and the county magistrate knows the goods.
Li Xiao sneered in his heart, wanting to eat in my mouth, no way! However, there is no spiritual energy at the moment, and the spirit of spring has become mortal iron. But to deal with these little minions, why do we need spiritual weapons?
Then he saw a spear piercing the eaves of the house where he had climbed up just now. He was standing at the chimney at dawn and did not move lightly. When the man had just climbed up and had not yet gained a firm footing, he suddenly shouted: "Look at my sword!"
The man trembled with fright and quickly stopped with his gun, but his foot slipped and he fell down. At such a height, even if there was snow on the ground, he would still be injured.
It was the first time that I laughed dumbly at dawn and used my voice to steal people.
He thought that relying on a large chimney would be easy to defend and difficult to attack, but the snow-covered tiles also limited his range of damage. If there were too many enemies climbing on the roof, it might not be easy to deal with it. What if there was a rope connecting him to the chimney? , there is room for change.
At this time, several more big men climbed up from the eaves on both sides. They carefully stepped on the snow tiles, brandished their swords and guns, shouted bluffingly, and gradually surrounded the break in the middle. When their accomplices saw this, they cheered together.
The enemy was on the roof. The good thing was that Dawn no longer had to worry about random arrows. He waited patiently for them to approach, and suddenly started to attack around the chimney. After some clanging, several big men didn't even touch the corners of Dawn's clothes. When he arrived, he was beaten down and his arms and legs were inevitably broken. Fortunately, he saved his life.
It's not that Li Xiao didn't want to kill them, but he didn't dare to use too much force, lest he lose control of his feet and slip.
Another round of arrows suppressed them. An enemy tried to jump up from the low roof next to it. He grabbed his hands on the eaves of the gable. Unexpectedly, he failed to grab them and fell down with a long scream. This was almost the height of the roof ridge. , Seeing that he could not survive.
Another ladder was put up from both sides, and more than a dozen big men came up at once. They shouted and rushed up.
At dawn, he was determined to show off his power, and remained as still as a mountain. He waited until they attacked the snow-free range of the chimney, and then moved like a rabbit, slashing and killing. There were screams, arms, legs and heads flying around, and blood stained the snow-white areas. Under the snow, most of the mutilated bodies and the remaining seriously injured men all slid down the roof.
Before dawn, before I could take a breath, I suddenly heard a strange noise coming from the chimney. It was obvious that someone was trying to make a sneak attack. Wouldn't this cost someone a life?
As a head poked out, Po Xiao, who had been guarding the side for a long time, slashed it with a knife. He was originally going to behead his head, but the opponent was flexible and retracted. Po Xiao followed up with a stab, and a puff of blood flew up. The man groaned. , fell straight down, with a thud, as if knocking down a bunch of people. It is estimated that for a while, no one will dare to attack from the chimney.
The hustle and bustle below is still there, but the roof has become deserted. Even the arrows have stopped. I don't know what countermeasures the other party is thinking of.
At dawn, I saw a few long spears left around, and my heart moved. I collected them and weighed them a few times in my hands. They felt that they were okay and could be used as throwing spears. However, I had never thrown a spear before. I didn't know how accurate it was.
He took the time to meditate for thirty breaths. As the spiritual energy in his body was released, his heavenly eyes looked down, and he could see the inside of the food shop at a glance, and suddenly he felt something was not good.
It turned out that a group of people were piling up a large pile of firewood, together with tables, chairs, benches, and everything else that could be burned. The pile was getting higher and higher. Was this a fire attack?
Li Xiao will not sit still and wait for death. Even without Lin Qing'er's secret protection, he still has a trump card to escape - what is called "Dragon Step" by the ghost market onlookers.
He didn't know whether this innate instinct was the legendary dragon step in the world, but it was true that he could run on any curved terrain. As long as he wanted to escape, no mortal could catch him.
Dawn hasn't reached the point of running for his life yet, but he will finally honor what he said.
Taking advantage of the fact that there was no fire protection for the time being, he put the spring spirit back into his waist, grabbed a few spears and crawled to the ridge of the roof, slightly leaning his head to look down. The distance on the street was beyond the field of vision, so he could only observe with the naked eye.
But seeing that there were far fewer people on the street, the number of archers increased instead of decreasing, and there were also some more government officials in soap clothes. The county magistrate who wanted to seize the treasure sword seemed to be coming to the stage.
Li Xiao still didn't see the man in official uniform. Of course, his biggest target was the one-eyed man. This man was hiding among the archers, his face was pale, and he stopped shouting. He didn't seem to expect Li Xiao to be so powerful.
Dawn looked past the group of archers with bows and arrows, and stared at the one-eyed man who had turned into a shrunken turtle. He held a long spear in his hand, charged up his right arm, and suddenly stood up!
The archers were very vigilant. When they saw the target appearing, they immediately responded with a hail of arrows. They knew that the young man's archery skills were very good, but there was always a gap in the secrets. If he succeeded with one arrow, he would be promoted and make a fortune.
At dawn, he saw the rain of arrows roaring from the sky, but he refused to dodge, as if he wanted to let thousands of arrows pierce him. Of course, what he wanted was the innate instinct of death!
The world in front of him suddenly slowed down, and the traces of arrows streaking through the air and the sharp sound of wind dragging their tails were clearly distinguishable in the snow-white sky and earth.
But what Li Xiao paid more attention to was the one-eyed man hiding among a bunch of archers. He was really big, and even a group of strong archers couldn't completely cover her, especially the half of his head that was exposed... To be precise, His one eye was particularly eye-catching, like a target. There was hope, fear, and regret in that one eye... but it was too late.
Dawn's strength penetrated his arms, and he swung the spear in his hand. In the world that was slowing down, only his speed remained unchanged, including the thrown weapons...
The flexible wooden spear kept a straight line in the air with extremely slight shaking. With the sound of howling wind, it passed through the oncoming arrow rain first and struck accurately under the gaze of everyone in shock. Into the pile of archers...
A prolonged scream sounded, and Li Xiao watched coldly as the tip of the gun pierced the one-eyed man's eye and came out of his mind. He knew that he had fulfilled his promise, and he didn't have time to relax, because the dozens of sharp arrows were already in front of him. , it’s too late to draw the sword at this moment!
Under the unbelievable gaze again, the young man twisted in an extremely weird way on the roof, his hands swiping in the air, his body and legs twisting back and forth, seemingly shaky, but he still stood firm. After a round of arrows, he Standing perfectly on the top of the food shop again, it is like standing on the top of a mountain, making people look up and worship.
The hustle and bustle on the street stopped, and everyone was stunned, except for the one-eyed man who fell at the feet of the archer and was still twitching before his death. The dirty blood dyed the white snow red.
Dozens of archers still kept their bows bent, their eyes full of awe.
"Set me arrows! Set fire!" A stern and young voice suddenly sounded, and all the archers, as if they had just woken up from a dream, nocked arrows and shot again.
The Zaoyi Yamen servants also heard the sound and rushed into the food shop.
Li Xiao knew that this person must be the county magistrate. Just when Xun Sheng was looking around, he saw another rain of arrows in front of his eyes, and the shadow of death once again enveloped his whole body.
From the corner of his eye, he faintly caught a white-faced scholar sitting in the house opposite. Unfortunately, the light was dim and he couldn't see clearly...
Your anger has been released, are you still waiting for the fire below to start burning? At dawn, he no longer wanted to fight. Seeing the arrows reaching his body, he suddenly stopped and the scene in front of him quickly retreated, leaving his afterimage in place, penetrated by the rain of arrows. The difference was just a hair's breadth, and it seemed extremely thrilling.
He reached the corner of the mountain wall in a few steps, ignoring the height difference, and suddenly increased his speed. The sight of his original rapid retreat was stagnant!
At dawn, the Dantian was like a furnace, burning the blood all over his body. He jumped into the air, and the whole world slowed down. Like a big bat, he landed steadily on the thatched roof below. He was as light as a swallow and ran wildly on the snow.
"Dragon Steps? No! Innate instinct, he is indeed a cultivator of immortality..." In the opposite room, the scholar saw this scene and exclaimed.
This is a frail and handsome face, but it looks a little distorted because of its uncertain expression.
At dawn, I enter a mysterious state, jumping from one roof to another, bringing up a string of snow dust under my feet, just like an immortal flying in the clouds and mist.
Behind him were the smoking restaurants and the rain of arrows following him. In front of him, the large archway at the entrance of the town was getting closer and closer...
At dawn, he jumped off the last roof and continued to walk on the snow like flying. His feet were extremely light, leaving only faint footprints. Even if there were animal traps under the snow, it would not be a concern. He could just pass by and reach the legendary grass on the ground. Flying is nothing more than that, right?
As soon as he left the archway, someone caught up with him and marched side by side. Who else could it be besides Xiao Niangpi: "Brother, this time I didn't kill the mortal world completely. I will punish you for chasing me."
Lin Qing'er said, like a light bird, passing by Li Xiao, sliding far down the snow, drawing a beautiful arc, like floating on the snow.
"Just chase her!" At dawn, he saw that her pace was much faster and more graceful than his own. He looked at her with hot eyes and pursued her relentlessly.
In fact, he was still unsatisfied with the battle just now. He thought it was a fierce battle, but unexpectedly it was much easier than the battle with the swarm of demons. It was not challenging, and his physical strength was almost consumed. He just found the feeling of flying on the snow, so he gave it a try with Xiao Niangpi. Fan it.
Lin Qing'er in front has turned into a small gray dot, galloping on the white snowy field.
He stared at her at dawn, the wind whistled in his ears, and the mountains loomed ahead, which must be Kunlun.
As the saying goes, Wangshan is a race to death. The "sister and brother" are chasing after each other. Unknowingly, Longmen Town has long been left behind.
