His expression remained unchanged, he glanced at him and became cautious, and said to him calmly: "The people over there have begun to attack the front door, and take charge of the overall situation from the front. You can spread out as much as possible later, and lead people to help, and leave this place to a certain family! "
"No one can escape!" shouted loudly! Big branches and leaves were flying, and several black shadows were flying up. It was obvious that they were prepared.
Originally they wanted to operate in the dark, but now that they had been exposed, they obviously didn't want to hold anything back, and the weapons in their hands actually flew towards this direction.
"Ah!" The soldiers here had no time to react quickly, and several of them had already fallen under the weapons in the hands of the men in black.
Several of them were directly nailed to the ground by the sharp arrows fired from a distance, and their whole bodies were twitching uncontrollably. They were also living comrades, and the people on the sidelines were chilled all over.
"Line up! Meet the enemy! One team is in a triangle, three teams are in a semicircle, fifteen inches in front of the right! Shoot!" The first reaction was that he looked at the killed soldiers on the field, a little calm and a little excited.
Then Xi Ya roared: "Team 5 stabbed five inches from the front right of the semicircle; Team 2 and Team 7 killed three inches from the front left!"
As he roared, some warriors instinctively picked up their bows and arrows and shot in one direction, some warriors instinctively raised their spears and stabbed forward, and some lifted their spears and stabbed flatly.
There were seven or eight people in each team, and they all moved in unison, actually forcing the man in black to retreat in that direction.
However, more than a dozen soldiers still fell, unable to die for a while, howling underground, which made people feel chilly.
But because they were prepared, the soldiers behind separated and pulled those who were not dead back. He held his hands behind his back and kept looking at the big tree, turning a blind eye to the six men in black who fell on the other side of the soldiers.
His clothes were fluttering and his aura was calm. His feet were barely touching the ground as he moved up quickly and was about to reach the six men in black.
"Presumptuous!" shouted coldly!
A black shadow shot out from the tree so fast that no one had time to see it clearly, but it disappeared when they saw it. From time to time, huge banging sounds came from the shadows of the two men fighting, and even the six men in black dodged.
boom! There was a loud noise and the two people separated.
Gu Jing fell silently beside the three of them, and the fluttering belt hit his body, which made him feel weak in pain. The three people saw that the hands behind their backs were shaking a little, and they didn't know if they were dazzled.
The eyes were like hungry wolves spying on prey, landing on the slope behind the six men in black, and their feet actually sunk three or four points into the ground. Staring closely with a relaxed look on his face, he had never felt more nervous than at this moment.
He knew that he had encountered a strong enemy here, and it was a strange enemy with infinite possibilities.
Looking at the wind and the light clouds, my ears were filled with the screams of killing from all around. The six men in black launched another attack. The six men led by them each drew their weapons from behind and attacked the soldiers.
"Attack!" He spoke again. It seemed that he was very good at dealing with the soldiers.
Everything around him seemed to have disappeared. There was only himself and himself in his mind. The auras of the two people were strangled together. Although they did not fight again, it was enough to kill everything around them.
The aura exuded by the two people made it impossible to get within a few feet of them.
At this moment, he vaguely remembered something, and the feeling at that moment made him frown.
In an instant, his blood surged, and he suddenly remembered, it was him, it must be him!
It was he who killed his own son! It turns out to be this feeling, this feeling of hatred!
Although he was not good at practicing martial arts, as the only son, he naturally spent countless efforts when he was a child. The kind of hope that one's son will succeed cannot be compared to ordinary people.
Hearing that his son was attacked and killed and his head cut off, he felt like he had lost everything and vowed to find this. As for how to deal with it, he had not yet decided what to do because he wanted to find the murderer.
According to the description of the soldiers present at the time, since the man suddenly appeared, under the protection of the guards around him, his head was cut off in less than two moves, and he was still far away from the man at the time.
I believe that if I wanted to assassinate my son, someone with that kind of skill would be able to achieve a similar effect, but he might not be as free and easy as someone with hundreds of soldiers.
This man must be a famous swordsman in the world, and he is very skilled. Later, I saw my son's body, but I was so sad that I couldn't find out who did it.
At this moment, it can be concluded that he killed his son.
"You are the one killing me on the street!" Like a hungry tiger ready to bite people, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and his whole body was full of energy, like a bow with its string stretched tight.
Just as he was about to answer, he suddenly looked at his expression and remembered that the moment he cut off his head, his expression was very similar to this moment. I understood most of it immediately.
His expression relaxed, and he actually smiled slightly. He looked at the one who was about to run away and said with a smile: "It is said that the sect has an unwritten rule that does not allow members to get involved in political affairs! I don't know if you remember it!"
"Who are you? Answer my question!" Naturally, he knows the rules better than others. Not to mention that many elders in the sect have gradually become involved in officialdom in recent years. Even the people in charge have openly worked for other countries. Because these few The young sect leader rarely interferes in matters.
It's an open secret, so I don't really care.
Staring at the last roar, his patience was exhausted, or the pressure from him forced him to release himself as soon as possible.
Front door.
The long stone slope was littered with corpses, and bright red blood flowed, quickly staining the stone steps red. The scarlet blood is disgusting.
The broadsword was swung, a dazzling white light flashed, a big head flew up, and blood spurted out from the neck! When the dead head fell to the ground, the blood on the neck of the body was still spraying.
Seeing this situation, everyone was shocked and stunned for a while. No one had reacted yet, and when they saw the situation clearly, they were all stunned.
Although you can see dead people and mutilated corpses along the way, seeing murder with your own eyes is a completely different concept.
For a time, some people could not even move forward, let alone resist and escape. It seemed as if the knife fell on his neck, and it seemed as if he saw his head falling to the ground.
After the blood spattered everywhere, some sprayed onto some people's faces, some people finally had a look of fear in their eyes. Some people saw the tragic scene and felt that their throats were being strangled, and they screamed out. Not loudly.
Even if I wanted to speak out, I didn’t dare for a moment.
Some people want to turn around, but they don't have the courage. Self-control can't run away no matter what, and that big knife can't run away from this person.
Looking at the gleaming sword, bloody and bleeding, some people peed their pants and some were already paralyzed. At this time, I realized that my life was so fragile. In the face of absolute power, my life did not belong to me at all!
