The dark spiral staircase going up inside the secret door, illuminated by the faint flickering lights, is like the mouth of an invisible beast lurking in the darkness; it will swallow up everything including the weak lights. After counting a full one hundred and seventy steps, Jiang Tian finally saw the secret door on the top floor.
Through the small hole drilled in the secret door, Jiang Tian suddenly saw more than a dozen figures standing guard in a stairwell, wearing short armor and holding swords and other weapons, ready for battle; however, since they It has been exposed to Jiang Tian's vision, which also means another thing.
As a secret door suddenly opened without any warning, two rays of silver light jumped out like fish and swallows. After whizzing through the air and circling through the room for several times, these armed men suddenly dropped their weapons one after another, fell down slumped and screamed, or He fell into a pool of blood and screamed loudly again.
However, because of the cramped indoor environment, it was impossible to control the trajectory and force more delicately and carefully, so the guiding flying blade only killed a small number of people on the spot and seriously injured the rest. At this time, almost everyone below and above were startled.
I saw them stepping on the floor and swarming in. Amid the shouts and screams as he looked around in confusion, the flying blades guided by his thoughts slit his neck, penetrated his chest, and severed his limbs one after another. At the same time, he screamed and waved his weapons, counterattacking and blocking enemies that did not exist in the air.
Until no one could stand in Jiang Tian's field of vision; the only two people who survived because they stayed behind also lost their footing and fell down the stairs screaming in fear or panic. Next, it was time for Jiang Tian to dodge out of the secret door and start the follow-up attack.
However, when he pierced the third undead back spine with his sword in succession, an inexplicable sense of huge crisis suddenly arose. With a thought, the stabbing sword "Purple Lightning" switched from the right hand to the left hand; he suddenly turned around and made a few clanging sounds, blocking a sword strike that came quietly.
But the door on the upper floor opened at some point, and a dark, muscular man flew down like a hawk. Wearing a dusty gray short coat, he could not hide his cold and fierce demeanor; however, his actions were as silent as a vicious snake.
With a slight movement of his shoulder, the long sword in his hand seemed to have come to life, dancing and leaping into the air; like flowing clouds and flowing water, it turned into a ball of dancing sword light and water. It was almost as if he and Jiang Tian were chasing each other again, and after several rounds of fierce sword fights, he suddenly showed a hint of amusement at the corner of his mouth.
Because at the next moment, beautiful drops of blood spattered out one after another from Jiang Tian's arms, shoulders, chest, etc., where the placket and sleeves were cut. Only then did Jiang Tian feel the sharp pain of being cut off from the subcutaneous nerves and texture; and the sense of weakness from the loss of blood.
However, the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly put away his sword and stood up with an expression as if he had seen a ghost. Because Jiang Tian, who should have collapsed due to heavy injuries, stood up straight again. And the blood that splashed out was slowly shrinking back into the wound by some invisible force.
At this moment, Jiang Tian felt the changes brought about by the repair instructions, as well as the renewed sense of strength and coordination in his body; he smiled coldly and said to himself: I can breathe back blood from the fourth natural disaster. Do you know that you are afraid? Then he pointed his sword in the other direction and said two words unhurriedly:
"Come again!"
However, at this time, the gray-clothed swordsman's spirit and fighting spirit had lost most of his strength and he began to think of retreating; Jiang Tian, who only regarded him as some kind of whetstone, could not let him go. In the "battlefield mad dog" mode awakened by some kind of pain, he even began to fight the opponent to the death by exchanging injuries for injuries.
Although this man's swordsmanship is extremely good, and his moves are sharp and swift, never leaving Jiang Tian's vital point; but before he is about to stab him, he will be forcibly deflected by a kind of resistance that arises out of thin air, causing damage to other places, and is quickly struck again. Repair; not even the blood from the wound has time to flow out.
This is derived from the ability of "guidance", another derivative usage under the situation. As long as it is within the rhythm that Jiang Tian can capture, he can have varying degrees of influence and control, forming something similar to instinct. Conditional launch general passive protection.
During the endless fight, he was injured in several places again, and the blood gradually soaked into his clothes. The gray-clothed swordsman also exhaled with determination, and suddenly released his sword with all his strength, and suddenly thrust it through Jiang Tian's shoulder, leaving a trace of blood. Flower; while shaking his other hand, he rolled out a soft sword and stabbed again.
In an instant, it was pierced like a snake letter, and Jiang Tian's right hand holding the sword came out through his arm; however, Jiang Tian grinned indifferently, twisted his arm with all his strength, and forced it with his arm bones and muscles. It jammed the opponent's sword blade.
"Seize the white blade with bare hands/expel your weapon," Jiang Tian suddenly thought silently in his heart; he saw the soft sword blade that pierced his arm with blood pouring out suddenly disappeared out of thin air. This was another quick and witty application of the "Dimensional Bubble" that he used in a desperate situation.
And as the opponent's hand suddenly became empty, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, revealing obvious flaws and empty doors; then a bit of crystal flew past, marking a thin line of blood on his throat; however, the swordsman in gray was not affected much. , without hesitation, he held his throat and flew back.
But how could Jiang Tian let him go so easily? As the gray-clothed swordsman opened a distance of more than ten steps, he guided the double blades forward and flew out, approaching and crossing over, and nailed to the wall panel behind him. In an instant, several palms and a big head burst into blood with an expression of disbelief.
Watching with unblinking eyes, the head rolled down the stairs above again and was left behind. Jiang Tian kicked it with his foot, then breathed a sigh of relief, confirming that the other party was really dead. To be honest, this was the first time he had seen this kind of swordsmanship that was faster than the human body's instinct to hurt.
But in retrospect, he also discovered the shortcomings of this sword skill; although the instantaneous burst output was very strong, it was limited by the user's physical endurance and strength, and it was difficult to sustain it for a long time. The cost of killing with a fast sword is that the wound caused by each sword will not be too deep.
Therefore, it is only used to deal with targets without armor or critical parts such as throats, so that its power and effect can be fully exerted. But in the battle formation, faced with the siege and squeeze of heavy and strong weapons such as armor, spears, swords, shields, etc., it is difficult to exert lethality.
Perhaps, this is an era in which the knight-errants and swordsmen in historical legends are gradually declining. However, this short but intense fight and death duel also made Jiang Tian aware of the shortcomings and limitations of his abilities; he was easily restricted and constrained by narrow spaces.
Then, Jiang Tian looked at the stairs above again; because after a short and fierce fight. The mission indicator did not disappear, but continued to point here. But he doesn’t know what kind of existence is waiting for him?
at the same time. Liu Niang secretly went out to make contacts but was ambushed and chased at the meeting point at the agreed mark. She temporarily escaped from the pursuers again; but she saw the informant Aguan, who had been caught and tortured into an inhumane state, in action. Staggeringly walking through the streets with several strong men.
However, unexpectedly, what greeted Jiang Tian was an empty top floor; a top floor that had been transformed into a fully functional luxury bedroom. But apart from the corpse lying on the ground, the blood had begun to solidify, there was nothing else there.
Despite this, Jiang Tian still found some clues from the particularly warm body. Then, he raised a hand crossbow, pointed it at the curtain behind the screen fan, and said gently swaying in the wind:
"Should you come out on your own, or should I shoot you to death and then drag you out?"
"Wait a minute, wait a minute..." Gu
A young man with deep eyes and a high nose, wearing a hooded uniform, slowly walked out with his hands straightened, and said with a forced indifferent expression:
"Brother, you are so skilled. Even the famous Gray Yaksha in the ghost market can't stop you. With such skill, why do you need to be greedy for a measly amount of money?"
"What do you mean? What do you know?"
Jiang Tian's heart moved when he heard this, but he said disapprovingly:
"Of course I saved it. Brother, I am short of money, and there may be some other reasons, but it does not hinder my desire to make friends. Then what the poster can give you, I will naturally give you double, and what the poster cannot give , I can give it to you too.”
The young man in Hufu forced out a friendly smile and said;
Only then did Jiang Tian realize that the other party had obviously misunderstood. Although he had repaired his physical injuries just now, his torn clothes could not be restored. Then he found a relatively complete outfit downstairs and put it on; but he was regarded as the subordinate of the dead landlord.
"Then...what are you?"
Jiang Tian hesitated deliberately for a moment, then said coldly:
"I...of course, it's not something,"
The young man in Hufu was stunned for a moment, then looked at the hand crossbow that was pointing directly at him. Even though he was annoyed in his heart, he suppressed his anger and said proudly;
"I am the representative of the owner of the ghost market... and I have my own arrangements to deal with the situation. On a daily basis, several building owners have to follow orders."
"Just take a look."
Then, as if to strengthen his persuasiveness, he opened a cabinet hidden behind a curtain; the jewel-like interior was immediately revealed. He opened the next one, and there was a golden reflection; then he spread his hands and said:
"Since you can get here, these are naturally yours."
"However, I don't recommend taking these: you won't be able to carry much."
Then, he opened a small grid at the top with familiarity, took out a large handful of pieces of paper and several paper rolls and said:
"This is the real good thing. There is no need for a deposit and the money can be withdrawn upon sight. At least one piece is worth a hundred cents. There are also large-amount official debt exchange notes in the name, which will naturally be easy to get rid of in the future."
Seeing Jiang Tian, he stopped talking and seemed to be attracted by these things. The young man in Hufu asked casually and lightly:
"Where are those people downstairs? Are they all gone?"
"They're blocking me."
Jiang Tian said in a cold voice with no expression on his face:
"In this case... if you are not as skilled as others, you will die if you die."
When the young man in Hufu heard this, he was startled again, and suddenly felt a little frightened and heartbroken: there were dozens of masters, many of them veterans from the frontier army; in order to transport them who committed the crime, and win over them And retraining will take a lot of effort and cost.
"Then you will have to escort me and get out of here."
However, he steeled himself again and tried to force out a smile: This accidental loss was too great. The companion who died downstairs, nicknamed "Gray Yaksha", was not an ordinary person; he was a man of tyrannical martial arts and swordsmanship. The art of striking was among the best in the early years of the Capital Martial Arts Association.
But later, he was locked up and imprisoned because he had sex after drinking and failed to rape the daughter of an official. He was so angry that he killed his whole family. Therefore, the owner of the ghost market used the method of Li Dai Taojiang to find a scapegoat with a similar appearance, and replaced him from the pending autumn prison as a minion.
Now that he is dying here, how can he give up so easily, and how can he explain to the master of the ghost market behind him? Therefore, even if you are tempted to give in at the moment, as long as there is a chance to return alive and in the hands of the remaining people, everything will be smoothed out slowly.
However, as he opened another secret door hidden in the attic, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his head and passed out immediately.
