Marquis of Grand Xia Chapter 1606: mortal sword/every sword
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Human World, Zhu Residence, dozens of Marquis Residence Imperial Bodyguard quickly ran to the backyard to catch the assassin.
In a compartment in the backyard, the sound of collisions kept ringing, and fierce fighting overturned the tables, chairs, and couches.
The two began to practice martial arts almost at the same time, and the martial arts talents were almost the same. One person carried a sword and the other worked hard for Fleshly Body, each with their own strengths.
Imperial Bodyguard broke into the room and surrounded Ning Fan.
In a heavy siege, Ning Fan is holding a sword, looking at the Zhu Ye behind many Imperial Bodyguards, stepping out and killing.
Han Ye cold sword, sword light were dazzling. Between the eyes, the two Imperial Bodyguard eyes shrank, only to see blood spewing from the throat, and the body was unable to fall.
Outside the room, the two women came and watched the battle in the room. Although their hearts were concerned, the look was calm like water.
The appearance of the two, no one in the government found it, as if they could not see the two.
"Master may be in danger."
Yin'er watched the fierce battle in the room and said.
"Just wait and see."
Qing Ning said calmly.
In the room, swordsmen and soldiers are handed over, and a shank scimitar is shaken by the long sword, making it difficult to hinder Ning Fan's footsteps.
"A bunch of waste!"
Looking at the many Imperial Bodyguard being damaged in the hands of Ning Fan, the cold color flashed on the face of Zhu Ye, with a cold hum, stepped forward.
A punch, a fist and a collision of swords, Ning Fan numb his right arm, and his feet slipped a few steps away.
Oh!
The moment Ning Fan was shocked and retreated, blade light crossed, bringing out a dazzling blood flower.
Boom!
In front, the Zhu Ye figure swept out again, hitting heavily.
Ning Fan horizontal sword, blocking the offensive.
A shocking shock that sounded through the night, Ning Fan stepped back to Half-Step, and the corners of his mouth were red.
"Uh! Uh!"
At the same time, around, blade light crossed, ruthless.
Ning Fan leaned over, avoided two blade light, immediately stepped on the foot, stepped up, avoided the third blade light.
In the air, Ning Fan waved a sword and cut off the arms of two Imperial Bodyguards. At the same time, he kicked the third Imperial Bodyguard.
However, while Ning Fan forced to retreat the three Imperial Bodyguards, the flaws also appeared, and the figure of Zhu Ye was swept over, punching Ning Fan in the chest.
Mumbling sounded, blood-stained plain clothes, Ning Fan flew out, smashing the door.
In the backyard, Ning Fan fell to the ground and immediately struggled to get up.
At this time, outside the backyard, more Imperial Bodyguard came to surround the backyard.
"Ning Fan, you have nowhere to escape!"
Zhu Ye walked out and looked at the old friend in front of him, looking cold and indifferent.
"Before I die, I will give you enters hell!"
Ning Fan flew out, slashed the sword off Imperial Bodyguard's block, and slashed forward to Zhu Ye again.
The life and death of a close friend, such a life-and-death relationship, irreconcilable until death, the ruthless destiny, all manifested at this moment.
Under the dark night, the cruel killing intent and blade light sword shadows have been blocked by Imperial Bodyguard. Ning Fan has killed the bleeding path again and again, but it has been blocked again and again.
As far as mortal sword/every sword Martial Artist is concerned, Ning Fan is strong enough to be besieged by dozens of nearly Imperial Bodyguard without falling.
It's just that the manpower is poor, and mortal is a flesh and blood after all, and can't sustain it for a long time.
gradually, Ning Fan began to slow down the sword, seems to have reached the limit.
"Bring the knife!"
Zhu Ye looks at the Ning Fan, coldly says, which was hit in the battle.
Aside, a Imperial Bodyguard took a long knife and handed it over.
Zhu Ye took the long knife and stepped towards the battle.
"I read you and I met each other, at least, let me kill your life."
When speaking, Zhu Ye stepped forward and cut off with a long knife, trying to end the life of the person in front of him.
Oh!
In the moment when the long sword fell, Ning Fan's tired eyes suddenly burst into a dazzling brilliance, and a sword greeted him.
blade and sword is staggered, and their respective dyed red and Ning Fan bodies are injured, but killing intent is not reduced, the sword is turned, and the sword is broken.
"Ah!"
The flying arm, bluestone in the dyed red courtyard, Zhu Ye stepped back several steps, his face twisted violently.
In front, Ning Fan, who was injured by a long knife, was also staggering and vomited with a bite of blood.
"Once bookworm turned out to be so cunning, Ning Fan, you still changed!"
Zhu Ye grimaced and shouted angrily.
"Everyone will change."
Ning Fan propped himself up with his sword, forced his body, and said indifferently, "In order to kill you, I am willing to dye my ink."
The words fell, Ning Fan stepped on, and rushed out again.
"Kill him!"
Zhu Ye stepped back two steps, ordered angrily.
Imperial Bodyguard hits like a tide, Ning Fan stands up, the sword is like a cold moon, a sword, a sword flying fairy.
Between seven steps, the sword that is no longer visible and shockingly brilliant, just like the death of a fairy, the fifteen years of Xijian, just for this moment.
In front, Zhu Ye subconsciously waved the knife to block it, but when he came back, he realized that the arm holding the knife was broken.
"Uh!"
The long sword pierces through the body, pierces dantian Qi Sea, destroys the vertebral keel, and brings out a dazzling blood flower.
Qi Sea was broken, the keel was destroyed, Zhu Ye was unable to fall down, and his body shivered violently.
"Death is too light for you. I want you to live in fear forever and forgive sins for Yan Kingdom thousands of innocent soldiers!"
The words fell, Ning Fan pulled out a long sword, blood dyed ’s eyes looked at the surrounding Imperial Bodyguard, coldly says, "If you do n’t want to die, let go, for a waste person who betrayed his country, if you want to give your life, I will Finish you all. "
A bit around, Marquis Residence Imperial Bodyguard glanced at each other, subconsciously receding.
Ning Fan stepped forward with the sword, and on the sword, a drop of blood dropped, Great Land of dyed red Zhu Residence.
In the deadlock, Ning Fan walked out of Marquis Residence, and no one from many Imperial Bodyguard dared to step forward.
Only after Ning Fan left Zhu Residence, he fainted on the street.
Not far away, Qing Ning stepped forward and lifted the unconscious Ning Fan on the ground.
"Master's injury is serious." Yin'er said softly.
"There is a broken temple over there. Let ’s take him to rest first."
Qing Ning said quietly, and immediately helped Ning Fan to the west of Imperial City.
Yin'er picked up the sword of blood dyed on the ground and followed.
To the west of Imperial City, inside the broken temple, a bonfire rises and the flame crackles.
In the consciousness, Ning Fan seems to see a beautiful shadow flashing in front of her eyes, so familiar, but very strange.
"It's almost like that, Master can't get out. Fortunately, Master is smart and bluffs those Imperial Bodyguard." Yin'er said with a lingering fear.
"He understands people's hearts."
While Qing Ning wiped the blood on his face for the people in front of him, he said, "The traitor will never be popular, Zhu Ye is abolished, how can those Imperial Bodyguard desperately want him."
Beside the campfire, Yin'er looked at the sword of blood dyed in front of him and said, "this life, Master is too weak. After learning the sword for fifteen years, he still failed to step into Innate."
"Enough."
Qing Ning glanced at the long sword on the ground and said, "One mortal sword/every sword, but to help him complete the wish of this life. In the past life, he held the strongest Executing Immortal Four Swords in the world, and he still cannot change the ending of Human World. I would rather have only a normal mortal sword/every sword in his hand. "