A Clash of Gods Chapter 1355: Sword Net
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The fighting on the long street naturally made the people living in this street close their doors and windows tightly, hiding in the places that they thought were the safest.
Since Xiao Shaozong has controlled the capital, this group of people is also sent by him, so in the entire capital, it is impossible for another soldier to come to participate in it, the Tiger God Camp will not be involved, and the people in Kyoto Prefecture are the same Nor will it get involved, and the people of Shenhou House will not be able to blend in.
Qining is almost helpless.
To survive, only a **** road can be killed from the crowd.
But Qi Ning knew very well that his layout tonight was to put himself in a dangerous situation. Even he himself could not be sure whether he could actually kill him. After all, Xiao Shaozong was determined to take his own life, then The manpower arranged tonight will naturally be neither small nor weak. At least in the deployment of Xiao Shaozong, Qi Ning has no possibility of escaping from death.
The streets were already full of blood, and the stone ladders were lying on the ground in a row, but more people still wantedlessly killed Qining.
Of course, Qi Ning glanced at the silhouettes standing on the roof, at least he recognized that one of them was Mo Ying.
Mo Ying appeared tonight, as expected by Qi Ning.
At the expense of dozens of Yulin soldiers, Qianfan Moying forced Qi Ning to use the power of the guru, so that the fatal weaknesses that Qi Ning did not know were exposed, and Mo Ying did not shoot at the moment, Qi Ning Knowing that this person may be re-applying old skills, waiting for himself to use the power of the master again.
Eat one grain and grow one wisdom, at least Qi Ning does not need the power of the master at all.
With a flexible body and sharpened iron blade, the poisoned cold blade made Qi Ning really like a tiger entering the flock. Wherever he passed, the screams were continuous and blood spattered continuously. The poisoned cold blade, like the wind, rolls through the crowd, and cuts the fingers, cheeks, thighs, and spine of those people. Every wound is the mark of death.
There is no need to accurately attack the enemy’s key points, which actually saves Qi Ning a lot of physical strength, and in a moment, 20 or 30 lives have been taken by Qi Ning, just like death.
The pupil of the masked man on the roof contracted.
He didn’t seem to think that Qi Ning was in such a difficult situation, but taking his life was so easy and casual, walking through the crowd flexibly. When he passed, he took his life away, just like a butterfly Dancing gracefully among the flowers without leaves touching.
"I want him to die!" the masked population spit out cursed words.
The dark-faced mask is naturally Mo Ying. He turned his head and looked at the masked man. The eyes under the mask were a little smiley, but he did not speak.
Although Qi Ning’s corpse was dead, there were still dense crowds on both sides of the street. There were no more than two hundred people. There were archers with arrows on the roof. Although he aimed at Qi Ning several times and wanted to shoot , But Qi Ning was in the crowd, flashing and flickering, the archer couldn't lock the figure of Qi Ning at all, but he didn't dare to pull the organ easily to avoid killing himself.
"So he will run away!" said the masked man again.
Although Qi Ning was surrounded by dense crowds, but as he slaughtered forward, the whole crowd moved with him to the street. The scary thing was that he had paid dozens of lives, but Qi Ning did not Suffering the slightest damage, and looking at his figure, he is flexible and agile, and there is no physical problem at all.
Mo Ying finally spit out a sentence: "He can’t go!"
His tone is very certain. It seems that everything in front of him is just a play. The current scene is just the wonderful process of this play, but the ending is already doomed.
At this moment, I heard the sound of Ma Si, Mo Ying followed the prestige, but only saw a carriage suddenly appeared on the dark street, Mo Ying’s vision was amazing, and he saw the carriage head of that carriage. There was no coachman, but the horse was galloping towards the middle of the long street, dragging the car in the back and shaking.
It was a carriage that didn’t look too impressive. The dignitaries disdain to use such a carriage. Not only is the carriage narrow, but it is also very old.
Suddenly this carriage appeared, and a trace of doubt appeared in Mo Ying's eyes.
The horses kept on coming, and for a moment they were close to the crowd. Several people lined up in front of the carriage immediately, and the carriage without a driver was stopped just a short distance away from the wall. Everyone looked at each other, all showing Surprisingly.
Blood fighting on the long street, even the blind can hear the situation on this street is wrong. Any carriage seeing this situation must be turning the horse head, lest it be avoided, but this carriage Instead of avoiding it, he approached directly, and everyone knew that the person was not good at the thought.
Qining Wu walked in the crowd like a ghost, and most people just stared at the life of Qi Ning, and did not care about the sudden appearance of the carriage.
Five or six masked swordsmen were in front of the carriage and looked at each other. One person in the middle swiped in the murderous intent. Under one foot, the whole person flew out. He landed on his horse, leaned forward, and pointed forward with a long knife in his hand, rushing straight into the carriage.
The tip of the knife just touched the curtain of the car, and several companions did not see what was going on, so they heard a scream, and the person flew backward like a paper kite, standing in the air, several people immediately Seeing the horrifying sight, the man's head was separated from his neck directly, blood spewed from his decapitated head, and he splashed in the air like rain.
Several companions were too late to dodge, and they were all splashed by rain falling from the sky.
This horrible scene happened in an instant, and everyone was disturbed by discoloration, even in the eyes of Mo Ying and others on the roof.
"Kill!"
One person drank, and the remaining few were not afraid. They almost rushed out at the same time. They attacked the carriage, and were not close to the carriage. Mo Ying saw that the curtain of the carriage suddenly broke open, and a figure came from the carriage. Inside, it shot like a sharp arrow, and then in front of the horse, the light flashed, just in the blink of an eye, a sword net had been formed, and every line woven into this net seemed to be impenetrable, then The figure was like a fisherman fishing. He threw the net and covered it with the knifemen who grabbed it.
Sword net is death, death that cannot be avoided.
When several people were face-to-face covered by this sword net, it was too late to make a sound. This sword net has penetrated through these people’s bodies, and the fisherman who spilled the sword net has moved to these in an instant. Behind the person.
The fishing nets are put away, and several people have been fragmented and turned into countless blood clots. The fisherman who cast the net is already standing, holding a long sword, and the sword is pointing to the ground. The whole person is like a sculpture standing on the long street. , Motionless, did not even look back at the broken pieces of the corpse torn by the sword net.
There is a strong **** smell in the air.
Finally, the fisherman who cast the net raised his head, instead of looking at Qining, who was fighting in the crowd, but turned his head slightly, looked over diagonally, toward the roof, toward Moying, or toward The dwarf wearing a white baby face mask.
The white baby face smiles in the dark. This mask smiles very strangely and very gloomy, but the eyes under the mask obviously do not have a hint of smile, but are shrinking, hidden in the depths of the eyes The killing intention also spewed out like spring water. His voice was slightly hoarse and sounded strange, so that anyone who heard this sound would have an uncomfortable feeling: "It's him, he's not dead yet! "
"He?" Mo Ying glanced at the baby's face: "Who are you talking about?"
"Xiang Tianbei!" The baby-faced voice was stern: "He is not dead yet. It turns out... he really has been in Beijing."
Mo Ying stared at the fisherman who cast the net and sneered, "It turns out to be him. I heard that he has died in your hands. It turns out that the dead can be resurrected." It was cold before waiting for the baby's face to speak Tao: "In the plan tonight, this person should not have appeared. With the strength of our hands, it is more than enough to win the head of Qi Ning, but if there is one more swordsman, it will disrupt the entire deployment."
Baby face said lightly: "With your strength, are you afraid of a swordsman?"
"This is the trouble you caused." Mo Ying carried his hands on his back and said calmly: "My goal is only Qi Ning. If the plan fails because of you, I have nothing to do with it."
The baby-faced monster smiled and said: "The swordsman appeared to protect Qi Ning. If the swordsman does not die, Qi Ning will not die, so if you don’t care about the swordsman, you can certainly kill Qi Ning. This simple reason, you Don’t you understand?"
"I don't understand what you mean." Mo Ying didn't look to Tian Bei, but stared at Qi Ning, who had been murderous.
"The meaning is very simple, Qi Ning is going to die, and the swordsman is going to die." Baby face said: "Since they are all here, then they can't live." He turned his head and raised it again, looking up a lot higher than himself. Mozi of Duanzi: "The swordsman is not something I can cope with, so I can only ask you to do it!"
His voice just fell~IndoMTL.com~ But he felt a flower in front of him, he felt horrified, he hadn't had time to react. The sound of "snapping", Mo Ying slammed at the speed of thunderbolt. On the face of the baby face, his effort was really not small. This palm was hit, and the baby face mask on the short face was directly flew out. At this moment, the short face was exposed. Zhang's extremely strange face came.
The masked man standing on the other side of Mo Ying was taken aback. He couldn’t help but took a step back, and then he saw the face of the dwarf, and his internal organs were like a hand clasped at this moment. Uncontrollable vomiting.
The face under the white mask is really not a face. The nose, nose and eyes are concentrated in the center of the face, squeezed into a ball, as if squeezed by the two palms from the sides to the middle, that is It's a creepy face at first glance.
Mo Ying looked at that face, his eyes showing contempt, and smiled: "So you are this look? You claim to be a ghost king, and you really look like a ghost." The body bowed slightly, staring at the dwarf Those little eyes that are almost connected: "You are his minion, I am not, so when you talk to me, don't make me angry, let alone talk to me in a commanded tone, he doesn't dare, you Where is the courage? It is just a slap now, but if you say anything wrong, I will screw down your ugly head!"