The masked man dragged Xia Mingchan with his right hand and rushed directly towards Lin Manliu. The boy in a short shirt immediately jumped back and stepped on the hilt of the discarded sword. He then jumped back several times to avoid his dragging sword swing. After several slashes, Lin Manliu seemed to see the masked man running wildly and wielding Xia Mingchan... The sword was as powerful as Huanglong!
The masked man, who failed to hit the boy in a short shirt with several blows, shouted loudly.
"ah----". Suddenly twisting her body, Xia Mingchan swept forward and smashed all the discarded swords in front of her. The broken blade and the wave of sword energy hit Lin Manliu in an instant. The boy in short shirt immediately held two swords in his hands. And he waved the sword in front of himself more than ten times in succession, cutting off the flying broken blades one by one. However, there were still some small broken blade fragments that could not be caught, which instantly cut the young man's clothes. There were several bloodstains on his legs, lower abdomen, and waist, but his arms were not damaged.
Under the sleeves, two of the boy's armguards - iron clothes - appeared due to the tears in the clothes. Lin Manliu secretly celebrated that the old liar had prepared this iron clothes for him. If he didn't have this thing nearby, After a few confrontations with the enemy, he will be at a disadvantage.
When the masked man put pressure on the boy in the short shirt, Ning Ke also started to move. She folded her fan and stepped out with one foot. Then she swept the sword from her side with both hands, pulled out two swords, and threw them directly at the masked man. Throw it away, then immediately pull out two more swords and hand them out one after another.
Ning Ke alternated his hands back and forth. In just a few breaths, he threw all the discarded swords around him at the masked man. There were only three or four discarded swords left at his feet. At first, the masked man had not yet When he realized it, Ning Ke's two swords pierced his shoulders directly behind him, but after he reacted, he did not look back, but once again drew out the sword from behind.
Gaojun, who only had half of the sword body, was able to block the incoming throwing swords back and forth like a living creature in the hands of the masked man. After Ning Ke took a breath, Gaojun moved again and directly hit him. The abandoned swords that penetrated both shoulders were cut off, leaving only the broken sword blades still in his shoulders.
Then, before Ning Ke could throw the sword again, the masked man suddenly opened his arms, and the two broken sword blades were directly knocked out of his body and spun back quickly, pointing at Ning Ke's face and left leg respectively.
This move is the sword-power Fei Guluan used by the boy in short shirt just now!
"Be careful!" Lin Manliu shouted immediately when he saw the broken blade flying out. Ning Ke also twisted his body, like a butterfly in the valley. His body instantly twisted into a strange arc, and his head dodged the attack of a broken blade. Then he extended his left foot forward and kicked a blade. On the hilt of the abandoned sword, the abandoned sword then broke out of the ground and hit another severed blade.
But it seemed that the strength was not enough, so he just deflected the direction of the flying broken blade. The rapidly spinning broken blade still passed through Ning Ke's left leg. The hem of Ning Ke's calf and clothes were instantly shattered, and blood spattered out. When the broken blade was buried in the ground, a deep wound was left on Ning Ke's calf.
Ning Ke took a few steps back and held the hilt of an abandoned sword beside her with her left hand. Then she stumbled to steady herself. Her face was extremely embarrassed and she shouted: "I'm going to kill you!!".
Then Ning Ke gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and ran towards the right side of the masked man. His hands passed over everything he passed, and he suddenly grabbed the abandoned sword and threw it at the masked man. The throwing direction changed from hitting only one spot before, just like the masked man did before, and started throwing at his neck and limbs.
The masked man never let down his guard, Xia Mingchan made another sweeping sweep in his hand, and then used his right hand Chunchuangdie to clear the way. His left hand held up the Gaojun that had not been fully unsheathed, and swung it forward, blocking half of the attacks. Although all the abandoned swords that he attacked could not be unsheathed, when the man pulled the sword body, the scabbard also swung together, directly blocking all the abandoned swords behind him.
When Lin Manliu was protecting Ning Ke, he also drew his sword again. Since the Sword-Forged Peak's sword power was useless to him, or he was not as intimidating as the opponent, the boy in short shirt felt that he changed the direction of attack and started running with Ning Ke as well. , when Ning Ke attacked behind the masked man, Lin Manliu struck out from the front, and struck out the Xia Mingchan who kept waving the sword in his hand.
Cold in the snow! As Xia Mingchan was swinging, several sword shadows thrust forward, pointing directly at the masked man's sword-holding forearm. When Ning Ke was about to run to the right side of the masked man, he finally made him appear to swing his sword. Flaw, the masked man was distracted from fending off the enemy, mainly using Gao Jun behind him to block and throw away his discarded sword. Xia Mingchan in front of him slowed down a little, and when he used his two swords to resist the attack of the two men, , Xia Xia Mingchan slowed down in front of the masked man... Lin Manliu caught this flaw, and then stabbed out another sword, Xue Zhonghan. In this sword, there was also the old liar who taught him before leaving. On my own Xia Yan’s mottled shadow!
The abandoned sword in his hand sank directly into the masked man's forearm, and the sword body penetrated most of the way. The masked man seemed to be hit hard by this, and his speed and strength suddenly increased. He directly swung Xia Mingchan forcefully, trying to chop the short-shirted boy in front of him into pieces. In both halves, because Lin Manliu was too close to the masked man, Xia Mingchan, who was suddenly attacked in front of him, could no longer dodge.
Lin Manliu could no longer hide anything at this time. He fell down and was actually closer to Xia Mingchan who was swinging from the bottom up. When Ning Ke saw this scene, he cursed in his heart.
"It's extremely ridiculous to have acted like this!". But the next scene shocked the other two people present. They saw that the young man in a short shirt had already grasped the dagger behind his back that he had been unable to unsheath just now. A green sword light came from Shining out from behind it, it looked extremely bright in the already dark valley.
In another moment, the green sword light struck from behind the young man directly towards Xia Mingchan, who was being waved by the masked man. Spring Window Butterfly and the imitation sword Xia Mingchan collided in an instant, and then the imitation sword Xia Mingchan The cicada burst into pieces. The eyes of the masked man and Ning Ke were filled with surprise when they saw this scene.
There was no longer the Jian Chunchuangdie in front of him, the boy in short shirt kept swinging his sword, and then the sword tip was raised upwards, pointing directly at his neck. The surprise in the masked man's eyes only existed for that moment, and then he left Gaojun was pulled out straight forward, and the rope holding the scabbard broke apart under his forceful tug.
The long sword is coming out! Gaojun all pulled out the scabbard, and the scabbard was thrown several feet away. The masked man held up his imitation sword Gaojun in front of him, preparing to block the green sword light that was attacking his neck. .
Then the two swords collided together, making an unusual and strange sound, and then a strange feeling of collision of weapons was instantly transmitted to Lin Manliu's hands. This was the first time that he had been exposed to such a feeling of collision of weapons. Just like a mud cow sinking into the sea, I feel that everything around me and myself are being attracted to each other by the two weapons.
"Who on earth are you!!!" the masked man shouted. His eyes were full of confusion and panic. He held Gaojun upside down and began to tremble slightly. The masked man's eyes were in the valley. It started to turn a little red, and if you look closely, blood began to seep out between the eyes. Only two pupils were still normal, and the rest had gradually turned scarlet.
The masked man once again clenched his arms tightly and imitated the sword. The extremely long blade was swung freely in his hand. There was no sense of restraint before it was unsheathed. Lin Manliu had no choice but to start dodging the slashes of the long sword. Ning Ke He also moved immediately and continued to throw the discarded sword at the masked man, trying to stop the masked man.
The masked man slashed all the discarded swords into pieces with his hand. When he drew the sword again, he grabbed his waist with his right hand. This time, it was imitating the sword holding a cold plum!
Immediately, the long sword with plum blossom petals on the hilt was unsheathed in the hands of the masked man, dragging and telling Jun to stop Ning Ke from abandoning the sword and interfering with it. The extra Han Mei in his right hand was pointed at Lin Manliu and attacked. The young man in the shirt had no choice but to use the spring window butterflies in his hands to stop them one by one, but every collision of the weapons made the young man unbearable the strange collision feeling.
It was not pain, but a sense of powerlessness, which prevented the young man from feeling the real collision of weapons and unable to gather the strength of the next sword to fight against the enemy. On the other hand, the masked man seemed to be in Lin Manliuchun's arms. After Chuangdie was unsheathed, he became more and more courageous as he fought, and his body speed was several times faster than before.
After Lin Manliu exchanged blows with him fourteen times, the spring window butterfly in the boy's hand was knocked out of his hand by the cold plum and flew back.
The boy in the short shirt will definitely hit the next sword! At this moment, on Ning Ke's side, there were three swords in each hand, and when she shouted
"Hide!" After that, six swords came out, pointing at the neck, left arm, right waist, and lower abdomen of Gaojun, Xihanmei, and the masked man respectively.
When the six swords came out in unison, Lin Manliu heard Ning Ke's cry and immediately threw himself to one side, and then rolled towards the back, where he was at Chunchuangdie.
The masked man saw six discarded swords being shot at him from different directions. The imitation sword Gaojun and the imitation sword Hanmei in his hands each blocked a sword, and then they were directly inserted into the ground, and his right hand quickly moved toward his waist. He grabbed hold and pulled the last long sword out of its sheath, just like the young man pulling out his sword just now. As the bright long sword was pulled out, a white light lit up in the entire valley.
It's like day suddenly descends into night, dispersing the entire night. The long sword comes out in the daytime! The masked man clenched the white light in his hand with both hands and swung it forward four times. Wherever the white light passed, the spinning abandoned sword directly shattered. The masked man with red eyes shouted loudly again and stopped looking away. The boy in the short shirt was rolling around and attacked Ning Ke, who was dressed as a scholar. The white light in his hand was pointed directly at Ning Ke, as if he was about to kill him in the next moment.
Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Ning Ke had no choice but to throw his sword towards his side again, intending to make one last struggle before death.
But the white light didn't stab Ning Ke's neck, and Ning Ke didn't have time to grab the abandoned sword beside him. The other hand of the masked man was strangely faster than the white light beside him, and he directly held Ning down with one palm. Ning Ke's face, and then Ning Ke felt a huge force coming from his head, and he was knocked down into the abandoned sword first.
Ning Ke fainted and died on the spot. The masked man kept shaking and twisting his body, and the sound of bones twisting like thunder resounded throughout the valley, and the echoes continued to echo.
The masked man turned to look at the young man in a short shirt. At this time, Lin Manliu had already grasped Chunchuangdie again and witnessed the scene just now. The masked man first stopped the sharp sword that he was shooting forward, and then reached out with one hand. He knocked Ning Ke down to the ground without harming his life.
"Senior, what is the significance of this trip?" Lin Manliu was the first to speak out.
"Your sword-forging skills and the dagger just now helped me wake up for a moment. I just want to ask you, little one, who are you... finish the answer quickly... leave as soon as possible after answering" Meng The man in front of him covered his head with one hand and said.
"Senior is a member of Sword Forging Peak..." Lin Manliu tried out.
"I want you to answer quickly!!!" the masked man shouted loudly.
"My master is Zhu Jianfeng, a woman in her early twenties. This sword was also a gift from my master," the boy in a short shirt said immediately.
"Twenty...can you please tell me the name of my master...and the name of this sword...let me know," the masked man said eagerly.
"I only know that my master calls me Eleven, and this sword is called Spring Window Butterfly." Lin Manliu replied immediately as he felt that the other party might become violent again.
"Eleven...Chun Chuangdie...What a name, use the sword Eleven..." the masked man said softly, but halfway through the words, it was not clear what he said next.
Lin Manliu was silent. Is this person related to the master?
"Leave quickly! I'm afraid I will fall into madness again soon. Take your little friend away quickly," the masked man suddenly said in a deep voice.
"Senior, how are your injuries..." Lin Manliu asked aloud as he looked at the several wounds that he and Ning Ke had slashed and stabbed previously.
"The injuries are not serious. Leave quickly. You are not allowed to come here." The masked man threw the imitation sword in his hand to the ground casually, and then began to slap his head violently with both hands, as if to keep himself awake.
"Junior thanks senior," Lin Manliu said immediately, carried Ning Ke on the side of the masked man, and then ran towards the entrance of the valley.
The masked man watched the two figures retreating away, and began to slow down and continue to beat his head. It was not until the two figures could no longer be seen that the masked man stopped, and shouted loudly again. There was a loud sound, but this time it seemed not as sad as the previous violent shouts. The masked man then stood up again, his body movements became stiff and he began to walk.
He walked towards the three long swords and scabbards scattered everywhere during the battle. He tore a piece of cloth from his clothes, tied Gaojun's scabbard behind him again, and tied the three swords he had picked up behind him. The imitation sword was sheathed again and he slowly walked deeper into the valley, still looking like a lifeless corpse.
Deep in the valley he walked into, there was a scene that Lin Manliu and Ning Ke had not explored. In the deepest part of the valley, there was a huge circular open space with hundreds of long swords inserted in the open space, but There are only four styles of these long swords, namely the three swords on the masked man and the previously broken Xia Mingchan.
If Lin Manliu were here, he would definitely be surprised, why are there so many Gaijun, Hanmei, Baizhou, Xia Ming cicadas here...
