Enduring the Winter Chapter 62: Desperately break through

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Naturally, Qiu'er will not fail to find out, but he doesn't have any actions, just let it go. This is a trust in his own strength!

Finally, the knife man made the last cut, a double-powered one, but it was still easily caught by Qiu'er. I saw him slamming the swordsman's knife with some contempt, and mockingly said: "Why, is that all there is to it?"

The swordsman was originally a competitive person, and he heard the words: "It's too early to end!" Regardless of the weakness of the body, he raised the knife again, the golden light flashed, and the third-order heavy cut! However, this blow only increased the power by 40%, which is simply incomparable with the previous blow. Qiu'er's eyes were cold, and the knife used all his strength. Not surprisingly, the knife guest flew out.

"-1522"

The damage numbers floated up. This time, the knife man was no longer caught in seconds, but the situation was not optimistic. He was directly taken away by one-third of his blood volume by the strength of the back shock. If confronted head-on, he would definitely not be able to take two shots!

"I'm a bit annoying, it's really boring!" This time his long knife flashed golden light, five-level chop, three guards lay down instantly, all of them hurt tens of thousands! Then he swung the long knife in his hand, as if he had spirituality, dancing the whole body impermeable, and the guards kept falling down. These twenty or thirty people were not enough to see!

Although the guards continued to hurt Qiu'er, they could only bring a few points of damage. In the eyes of the swordsman, the green blood bar on his head was basically unchanged! The damage value hasn't been recovered much, and the first person to do this is at least tens of thousands of blood. If the hidden resistance is not so great, it is still possible for more than a hundred people to fight the Qiuer, but at this moment the swordsman has no hope at all. Moreover, Qiu'er is not the biggest threat. There are tens of thousands of bandits outside. After all, no matter how fast Qiu'er kills, how can a hundred people have to kill for half an hour? When I got to myself, I basically ran away.

They couldn't stay for a long time. Seeing that the idea of ​​holding Qiu'er was not established at the beginning, the swordsman began to think about getting out. Now that the strongest Qiuer was stopped here, those outside should not be too strong. Although the casualties were a bit high, there was still great hope for rushing out.

The swordsman finally stopped hesitating after seeing the mighty Qiuer in the field. He shouted: "Goose Ling, go!" At the same time, let the remaining guards block them, and he had to rush out of the dense forest. However, Yan Ling didn't directly dial the horse and leave as the swordsman had imagined, but froze there.

Yan Ling has long regarded this group of guards as her own men. At this moment, she is far away, holding a longbow in her hand, maintaining a full bow posture, but she has never shot any arrows. One is afraid of accidental injury, and the other is naturally afraid that his injury will be terribly low, just like itching. The swordsman couldn't care about anything else, copied the reins, took her horse and left.

"Leave the green hills, not afraid that there will be no firewood, as long as we go back, we can continue to develop, and we will come back to settle the accounts in the future!"

Yan Ling returned to her senses after hearing this, a little hesitated, but let the swordsman drag him away. However, at this moment, Qiu'er suddenly got into trouble: "Where to go! Stay with me!"

The long knife in his hand danced with an afterimage, and suddenly killed more than a dozen guards around him, severely chopped off, and cut one of his guards and the horse behind him in two sections. Immediately chased after Yan Ling! His speed suddenly exploded, and he quickly approached Yan Ling!

Once you are entangled, there is no chance to get out again!

And at this moment, the swordsman on his side rushed over, and the big sword rushed over with the golden light of three consecutive cuts. No matter how arrogant Qiu'er is, he will not let an attack of this intensity directly hit him. He dodges sideways and looks at the swordsman with some playfulness: "Why, are you guys ready to fight hard?"

The knife man grinned, but ignored him, and shouted at Yan Ling: "You go, I'll stop him!"

"Arrogant!" Qiu'er didn't put the swordsman in his eyes at all, and the long knife slashed at his neck with the golden light of the heavy cut. Naturally, the knife man would not be stupid. Looking at the approaching long knife, he rolled to the right in embarrassment, and he could easily avoid it.

Qiao'er didn't continue to laugh, because this unsightly posture did have some advantages against him. For no reason, his long sword was difficult to attack in close quarters. The awkward roll of the knife man took the opportunity to get close to him. The short knife in his hand seemed to be easy to do, and he did not get up, lying half on the ground, constantly launching attacks on Qiu'er's bottom plate.

The equipment on the swordsman is not bad, a silver outfit, and even a lot of gold outfits. The damage is naturally not comparable to those of the guards wearing standard equipment. This hit at least hundreds of thousands of damage. Therefore, Qiu'er was unwilling to hard-wire, and the long sword was not easy to resist the attack from himself, and he was a little hurried for a while.

This bought Yan Ling time.

"Be sure to keep up!" This was Yan Ling's last words when she left, but she also knew it was already very difficult.

The swordsman seemed to have the upper hand for a while, but after a while, Qiu'er gradually adjusted to the rhythm. Finally, he did not know that the prophet raised his right foot first, and the swordsman's short knife came. The swordsman knew it was not good, but it was too late, so Qiu'er quickly stepped on his right foot and steadily stepped on the swordsman's short knife. At this time, his long knife was also swung down, and he would be seriously injured if he didn't die!

Naturally, the swordsman wanted to hide. He drew a short knife sharply, but was stepped on by Qiu'er tightly, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move a bit. At the moment of his death, he gave up the short knife, and with the help of his right hand, he lifted the whole person, which can be dodged by the knife.

However, the Swordsman was unstable and was about to continue to fall, but he used this strength to push his hands toward Qiu'er's waist with full strength. As long as he is pushed away, he can pick up the short knife and continue to attack.

But he had a good idea, but he underestimated Qiu'er's strength. This heavy push didn't make Qiu'er move at all. Instead, he was hit in the face by the uppercut that followed him, and he flew up in the air. If it weren't for the guards who rushed over in time, I'm afraid he would have been in a different place at the moment.

However, no matter how many guards there are, Qiu'er is not a one-in-one general. But within a quarter of an hour, there was only one person left in the whole scene. He was pale, standing trembling, trembling all over, as if he might fall down at any time.

At this time, Qiu'er didn't make a move, nor was he in a hurry to chase the goose Ling. Uncharacteristically, he turned to Liu Gan and asked: "What is your name?"

"Anonymous." Although Liu Qian was puzzled, he still answered.

Qiu'er was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "Nice name, come over and kill him! Give him the last relief."

Liu Gan stopped talking, and he didn't move, because he didn't understand what Qiu'er meant.

"Is this a temptation for me?"

"No, just to prove that you have nothing to do with these officers and soldiers!" Qiu'er's rough voice is beyond doubt.

This made it difficult for Liu Gan to make decisions for a while, and he hesitated even more towards the swordsman with a wry smile on him. However, Qiu'er didn't bother, just waiting for Liu Gan to make a decision, as if he didn't care about Yan Ling who escaped.

……

The swordsman took Yan Ling and commanded the remaining guards. Although a little embarrassed, he still broke a blood path, and even the Heifeng village led by Heiyun himself was forced through by them. Of course, no one knows whether the black clouds are releasing water. Just as the swordsman breathed a sigh of relief, leaving Fengming Town and preparing to return to Huajian City from the main road, an old man and a young man blocked their way. Behind them, there were people neatly lined up in five rows. They did not ride, but appeared in front of the swordsmen so abruptly.

Tricky, very tricky, even in the face of Qiuer, the swordsman does not have this sense of crisis! (To be continued.)