small town.
Murong's mansion.
It was hazy, very poetic and picturesque.
If the literati and poet are in the mood, they may splash out their ink on the spot. Of course, most of the time, it is just a pile of words to express sorrow in order to compose new words.
But in the small courtyard and the long street outside, the sound of weapons clashing could be heard continuously, murderous intent was filled, and screams could be heard from time to time.
In the courtyard, three figures, one green, one red, and one white, intertwined.
Among them, the figure of the Dongyue swordsman in Tsing Yi changes erratically, with a long and short Gedang sword unsheathed on his waist. The longer Gedang Man Sword drew stunning arcs, and the energy of the sword surged like a tidal wave. The short Gedang brocade sword protected the whole body, constantly blocking the double swords of the white-robed beauty, and occasionally combined with the long sword to attack silently like a poisonous snake.
Fu Jiang, who was covered in bright red armor, was as steady as a mountain and barely moved his body.
But his defense is extremely high, and his shots are like the roar of heavy artillery.
Even if he punches the long knife, the tiger's mouth will be shocked and numb. The water droplets around him had a faint tendency to gather towards him, making his Qi continue to increase.
Fu Jiang's red armor has five parts: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. Obviously, the one in front of him is the water armor.
Nangong Pushe turned into a white shadow and moved in the rain. The two saber energy were extremely vertical and horizontal, shuttling back and forth between the Dongyue Swordsman and Fu Jiang's red armor, drawing mysterious arcs.
As he turned around, dozens more moves passed by.
Each of the three has its own advantages, and in a short period of time, it seems that no one can stand the other.
Suddenly, Nangong Pu shot out a pair of peach blossom eyes and shot out a ball of light.
She taps her toes, her clothes fly, and her body spins like a top, driving her double swords. With each rotation, the strength of the two swords becomes stronger.
In the blink of an eye, there were already seven or eight spins, the two swords gathered momentum, and suddenly struck the Dongyue Swordsman with a thunderous blow, as if a thunder exploded in the air.
Two arcs of light tore through the void and bloomed extremely quickly.
The Dongyue swordsman had a strong sense of danger, and crossed his long and short swords to resist the opponent's attack.
On the other side, Fu Jiang pointed his red-armored toe, stepped on the ground, covered the iron-armored fist, and struck hard at Nangong Pushen. The rain and air in the sky were pushed away in all directions by this punch, forming a vacuum zone.
Let's not say whether Nangong Pushe's double slashes will be successful, but if she continues to attack, she will also be hit by the red-armored fist of Fu General the moment she kills the Dongyue Swordsman. It can range from serious injuries to death.
The most appropriate choice for her at the moment is to duck and avoid.
But she didn't.
A trace of determination flashed in Nangong Pushe's eyes, and the sword moved forward in an unstoppable manner, as if he was determined to "exchange his life with his injuries." She was seriously injured in exchange for the life of the Dongyue swordsman.
The Dongyue swordsman sneered and drew a screen of light with his long and short swords. He didn't believe that under his full defense, the opponent could break through with one blow.
However, just when Nangong Pushe's swords were about to clash with the Dongyue swordsman's swords, a crescent-like smile formed on her lips.
He twisted his slender waist and made another incredible spin. As the two swords rotated, they abandoned the Dongyue swordsman and suddenly slashed at the red armored general behind him.
It turned out that Fu Jiang Hongjia was the target of Nangong Pushe's full-strength attack this time.
The Dongyue swordsman was fully engaged in defense, and it was too late to help.
When Fu Jiang Hongjia took a large-scale action, he broke the original connection with the rain between heaven and earth, and finally allowed Nangong Pushe to see a flaw.
In an instant, Nangong Pu's air-jet machine was further activated, and the ten-pound Xiudong knife tore through the air, filled with overwhelming domineering force, as if it could cut through thunder and lightning, and the sound was extremely terrifying.
boom! !
Xiudong Dao struck hard on Fu Jiang Hongjia's fist, causing sparks to fly.
At the same time, the spring thunder knife, which was two feet and four inches long and weighed only one pound and three taels, cut through the armor like lightning and pierced the heart of the red armor of Fu General.
The true energy contained suddenly rushed into the heart, destroying the meridians and five internal organs wantonly.
Fu Jiang Hongjia staggered back, completely lacking the motionless feeling he had before.
Nangong Pu shot his toes a little, and the Spring Thunder Knife drew a bright silver arc. A head suddenly flew into the sky, and then Gulu rolled to the ground. The headless body stood on the ground, motionless.
Finally solved one.
Nangong Pushe breathed a long sigh of relief.
Fu Jiang's red armor is really difficult to deal with. Apart from his lack of sanity, he is actually no worse than an ordinary first-grade Vajra.
Hearing the roar of the wind behind him, Nangong Pushe moved lightly. When the opponent's sword was about to be exhausted, he turned around and slashed out with a sword, completely neutralizing the opponent's attack.
"Both of you combined are no match for me. You are the only one left now. You should run away." Nangong Pushe turned his sword gracefully and looked at the gloomy Dongyue swordsman with a calm and indifferent expression.
The Dongyue swordsman licked the blade and said in a cold tone: "The two swords you used to kill Fu General Hongjia just now consumed a lot of energy. It's not certain who will win."
"Die to me!!"
The two-handled swords, one long and one short, cut through the increasingly heavy rain. The swords were full of energy and slashed at Nangong Pu, as if they wanted to cut off this beautiful head without any mercy.
"Then come on!" Nangong Pu shot his toes a little and drew out both swords.
Just two sounds of "ding" and "ding" were heard. When the sparks flashed, the four knives struck together like lightning, causing tremors. The broken energy was evacuated and rolled out, and all the surrounding flowers, grass and fallen leaves were twisted into pieces. powder. The wind and rain in the sky were forced by the sword energy, and they could not get closer to the two people within a radius of three feet.
The two men and the four knives once again started a desperate fight.
What a battle between green robe and white robe, two swords killing two swords.
The battle didn't last long.
After about twenty breaths, a bright silver sword light flew into the sky, once again carrying a good head. The shrill blood light and the lightning that cracked the sky complemented each other, giving a sudden and breathtaking luster.
Nangong Pushe pointed his two swords diagonally at the ground, and the rain fell from the sky, washing away the blood on the Spring Thunder Knife, and the blade shone with a sharp light.
The pair of peach blossom eyes looked at the head with an expression of astonishment and fear on the ground. The woman in white robe sighed lowly: "Perhaps I would be defeated by you in the past, but now you are still far away..."
Dongyue Swordsman originally wanted to trick her into running out of energy, but he didn't know that she had learned the internal skills of another world from Yu Liancheng. Although she had only reached the innate realm, her true energy was continuous and could transform the power of heaven and earth. For his own use, he has almost celestial powers, but he is far from exhausted.
But when the Dongyue swordsman discovered that it was one o'clock, it was too late to escape.
"I wonder how that woman is doing?"
Nangong Pushe adjusted his breath for a moment, sheathed his swords, and walked out of the courtyard.
Outside the courtyard is an alley that is not narrow.
Previously, the sound of horse hooves in this alley was like thunder, and the sound of killing was loud.
Even though there are many martial arts people in this small town who like to watch the excitement, all of them are dumbfounded. Some of the excitement is impossible to watch, and your life may be in danger if you are not careful.
As time passed, screams could be heard from time to time, but the sounds of horse hooves and shouts of death gradually disappeared.
When Nangong Pushe appeared in the alley, he saw corpses all over the ground, all of which were the leader-backing troops that King Guangling had claimed could be compared to ten.
When Nangong Pushe looked up, he saw three or fourteen more Kuai troops on horseback making a death struggle, with swords in their hands dancing wildly, and expressions on their faces that were ferocious and almost crazy.
A white shadow was walking through the Kuai army, like a ghost.
Nangong Pushe felt relieved.
No wonder she wasn't worried.
The Beikui Army was originally the elite among the cavalry, and the one in front of them was even more elite among the elite.
An ordinary second-grade minor master would most likely be trampled to pieces by the impact, or hacked to death with random swords, when faced with such a leader-backed army.
Even if you are of the highest quality, you must be careful.
And if the current situation continues to develop, one hundred cavalry will probably be wiped out by Murong Wuzhu's entire army.
This is not because Murong Wuzhu has reached the first level. Strictly speaking, he has not even reached the second level minor master.
The reason for such a brilliant record is related to the following three reasons.
This place is an alley. Although it is not too narrow, there is no way for these hundreds of armed soldiers to charge at will. However, Murong Wuzhu's light skill is so good that he can dodge at will.
The second is the "Heavenly Demon Dafa" practiced by Murong Wuzhu.
Nangong Pushe had fought against Murong Wuzhu, and he knew that this "Heavenly Demon Technique" was extremely weird, could do whatever he wanted, and could hurt people under any circumstances. And not only can it absorb the power of heaven and earth like a master of celestial phenomena, but it can even absorb the true power of Qi in the body of the defender.
Thirdly, the army behind the Kuai army lacked a leader. It was the so-called leaderless group.
The Dongyue swordsman was entangled by Nangong Pushe, and the leader of the cavalry was killed first by Murong Wuzhu, who had quick eyes and quick hands. Even if you are well trained, you will often get into trouble.
In the alley, a few more rounds passed.
Murong Wu's bamboo cloud sleeves were fluttering, and he carried the "Tian Mo" infuriating energy and struck out, knocking several Kuai soldiers off their horses and seriously injuring them.
Another Kuaikui army discovered that it was a white fox-faced person who came out of the courtyard instead of a Dongyue swordsman. He finally collapsed, not even paying attention to the corpse of his companion, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Hey, Murong Wuzhu, you lost." Nangong Pushe pursed his lips and smiled, his peach blossom eyes formed a line, he really looked like a little fox who had conquered the country. Before the two fought, they made a bet to see who would finish off their opponent first. Now it was obvious that she had won, but it was a pity that she seemed to have forgotten to place a bet.
I thought Murong Wuzhu would argue with her, but she didn't expect her snow-jade cheeks to collapse miserably after she floated down from the air. A pair of beautiful eyes glanced at the corpse on the ground, stunned.
The girl who had previously killed people like chickens and was as erratic as a ghost stumbled, fell to the ground, and retched.
Through the accumulation of water on the ground, Murong Wuzhu could vaguely see his current appearance. His hair was hanging down, his snow-white clothes were stained with mud and blood, and his whole person still carried a murderous aura that had not dissipated.
It actually gave people a terrible feeling.
Completely different from the gentle yet naughty girl before.
When I was a girl, I always fantasized about the joyful grudges and the long-term love between children.
But when I really got out of the world, I realized that my butt hurt from riding a horse for a long time. It turned out that the heroines were all dusty, and I realized that killing people is not easy...
Thinking of those twisted and ferocious faces, the girl who once dreamed of becoming famous in the world felt retching again.
At this moment, I suddenly felt that the light and shadow dimmed, and the continuous raindrops seemed to have stopped.
Looking up, she saw the face of a white fox standing next to her at some point, holding an umbrella.
"Thank you." Murong Wuzhu thanked weakly.
"It's really useless." Bai Hu'er chuckled.
"What did you say?" Murong Wuzhu stood up, with a look on his pretty face, and a pair of beautiful eyes staring at the person in front of him who was not inferior to her in appearance, but had an independent and stunning beauty.
"A woman is a woman. If you kill someone, you will have to vomit for a long time." Nangong Pushe's lips curved into a smile. This smile alone was enough to make countless people fall in love.
But in Murong Wuzhu's eyes, he was as hateful as he was. He snorted and said, "Huh, I'm talking as if you are not a woman."
Bai Huer's peach-blossom face glared: "I am a man."
But she secretly thought that this woman really knew, maybe it was that guy who told her.
Murong Wuzhu sighed leisurely: "We are all women."
Bai Huer repeated with a cold face: "I am a man."
"Okay, okay, you're a man." Murong Wuzhu said perfunctorily and lowered his voice just enough for Bai Hu'erlian to hear: "It is unreasonable to reason with women."
The corners of Bai Hu'er's face and mouth twitched, and he said in a cold voice: "Have you said enough? Let's go. The matter here has been solved, but the matter in Huishan is not over yet."
"Hey, wait for me, I'm going to change my clothes first."
Murong Wuzhu followed closely beside Bai Hu'er. Both of them had peerless looks, and they looked at each other with alluring looks. At this time, walking together and complementing each other is even more beautiful.
"Thank you." Murong Wuzhu suddenly said.
"It doesn't matter." Bai Hu'er said calmly.
But he didn't know whether he was thanking Bai Hu'er for helping him kill the enemy, or thanking her for helping him temporarily forget the feelings of killing, or both.
"The reason why I practice martial arts is because I want to help Emperor Tong and don't want to be left far away by him. No matter what happens, I have to face it with him. After all, we are siblings. Today... Although it’s a bit uncomfortable to kill someone, I’m actually very happy to be able to help him.”
Murong Wuzhu moved lightly, raised his head slightly, and looked at the dark sky, which seemed to be showing signs of clearing up.
She suddenly turned her head and said, "Nangong, why do you want to learn martial arts? You practice in the winter and in the summer. You rarely have time to breathe and take a break. It's really tiring. Don't say you want to be the best in the world."
Bai Hu'er was silent for a long time, then slowly said: "I want to kill four people."
Murong Wuzhu was slightly startled: "With your superb skills, is it difficult?"
"Nonsense." Bai Hu'er rolled his eyes, looking extremely charming.
Murong Wuzhu said thoughtfully: "It seems that your enemies are very powerful. I will ask Emperor Tong to help you."
"No need." Bai Hu'er's peach-blossom eyes flashed with brilliance. Although she had four enemies, there was only one person she really had to kill.
A guy who was deeply entangled with her and had a deep hatred for her.
Not to mention the guy's ability, even if the guy stood in front of her, would she really be able to do it?
Thinking of this, Bai Hu'er sighed leisurely.
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