The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 64: Girl in white clothes catching fish

The battle has already begun, and you cannot stay here longer because of Tonglu.

But in fact, the battle was over before it started.

The war between practitioners is always so cruel, cruel, and swift.

Life and death will give the answer in a very short time. In contrast, the battle between mortals is really like playing house wine.

Hundreds of sword lights and magic weapon lights shuttled in the night sky, and then the sword lights fell continuously, like rain, and I don't know how many people died.

Looking at the scene in the night sky, Nan Zheng suddenly felt that when he usually kills people in the old forest, he is also pretending to be house wine.

Although her realm is much higher than some practitioners participating in the battle today.

The gimbal was destroyed just like that.

She turned and walked under the cloud, staggering all the way, not knowing how many times she fell from the cliff, even if she was not injured, there was some pain.

She knows that the world in the mist is equally dangerous, but she would rather face those dangers directly than stay on the clouds and watch those pictures.

The world under the clouds was quiet, and the sound of fighting gradually moved away, but a very vigilant look appeared in her eyes, and she took the Bi Shizheng from behind.

The slender fingers fell on the zither and pulled silently, making a very bright sound. The invisible sound of the zither spread around, cutting through the dense fog.

Papa, papa.

Several muffled noises sounded one after another.

The Guards cavalry who was in ambush in the night knew that they had been spotted by the target, and immediately launched a charge. The heavy iron hoof trampled on the ground, shaking very clearly.

Nan Zheng held the kite with one hand and swept back quickly, but could not avoid the number of riders rushing from the side.

With the dull crash, she retreated to the foot of a cliff, her face a little pale.

The talisman paper cut by the zither sound burns, emitting a faint light, illuminating the surroundings.

At least dozens of divine guard cavalry appeared in her field of vision, and the dark shadows were dense, like a stone forest.

Nan Zheng looked at the cavalry leader at the forefront without any fear.

The face of the cavalry leader is hidden in the helmet, only the eyes can be seen, the eyes are clean, he looks young, but extremely cold.

Nan Zheng's gaze moved down and saw the cavalry leader carrying a flying sword.

The flying sword was very tightly bound, exuding a faint coldness, obviously unusual.

The cavalry first took out the magic weapon, looked at the portrait that appeared in the clear light, and looked at the face of Nan Zheng illuminated by the clear light, and said: "You are the assassin of the old forest, I will only give you three breaths of time to surrender. "

The commander of the cavalry is always looking forward to finding objects with his subordinates during the day.

On the way back to the camp, he didn't want to have another accident, but since he met the assassin of the old forest, he couldn't just leave like this.

Nan Zheng certainly would not surrender, nor was he ready to wait for the other party to count the three breaths, and stretched his right hand to the four waste bottle on his waist.

She has never learned the shards of the blood demon secret method, and cannot use the full power of the four waste bottles like Yu Buhuan, but it should be no problem to block these cavalry.

Just when her finger was about to touch the Four Desolate Bottle, a gust of wind blew up in front of the cliff.

It was a foggy night in the late spring, but the wind was extremely harsh.

There is no temperature and no moisture in the wind.

Someone followed the wind to her side, naturally reached out and took off the Bishizheng behind her, and then walked to the cavalry.

Nan Zheng was shocked. This vitality was not that strong, so why couldn't he even produce a little resistance when he took Bi Shizheng?

It was a white-clothed girl with a white gauze on her face. The white gauze danced with the wind, revealing a face that looked very ordinary.

Gu Pan said in a deep voice: "Report your name."

This girl in white clothes has a very clear and peaceful aura. It is obvious that she has cultivated the Xuanmen authentic technique, and she should be a righteous person.

But because of her actions, Gu Pan and the Shen Guards cavalry remained vigilant.

The girl in white said: "You don't need to know who I am, but you should know my purpose."

Gu Pan's face was hidden by the armor, and his exposed eyes looked solemn.

Is the opponent's goal the sword on his back?

This is a top secret operation. Where did she know about it?

The white-clothed girl knew that it was impossible for these God Guards cavalry to fight swords, and did not say anything.

Om.

The zither sounds.

Nan Zheng can see clearly from the back. This girl probably hasn't used the zither before, using the technique of playing the piano, and even this technique is a bit jerky, even clumsy, just like a beginner. But the sound of the Zheng... is too clear, even the voice of the young phoenix.

And why does the sound of the Zheng sound have such a strong killing air?

Those **** guard cavalry are ordinary people, and they can't hear the horror of this zither sound at all.

The mounts under them felt very obvious and looked extremely restless. They turned their heads and fled into the distance regardless of the master's control.

But it was too late. The zither sound full of killing and cutting was spreading around, easily touching the talisman paper on the cavalry and the mount, and then shredding it.

Those talisman papers had just been lit, before they had time to emit the last light, they turned into scattered fire spots, like fireflies.

The fireflies hadn't really disappeared, and more than a hundred cavalrymen fell from their mounts, and those mounts also fell down, making a dense, heavy, muffled noise.

Without the help of Yimaozhai's talisman, the cavalry and warhorse could not bear such a heavy armor, falling to the ground and struggling, but they couldn't stand up.

The white-clothed girl walked forward, stretched out her hand to remove the flying sword from behind Gu Pan, felt the cold breath coming from the sword, and nodded in satisfaction.

I don't know what means she used, the sword disappeared in her palm.

She turned and walked towards Nan Zheng.

Gu Pan was born as a disciple of Zhongzhou Outer Sect. Although he was in an ordinary state, he was a cultivator after all. He forcibly pushed aside the saddle on his leg, and took off the heavy armor with difficulty, revealing a sweaty face and anxious eyes.

He looked at the girl’s back and shouted, "Who are you?"

The white-clothed girl ignored him and walked to Nan Zheng and asked: "Are you from the Manbu?"

Nan Zheng nodded a little nervously~IndoMTL.com~The other party's breath is not strong, but the intuition in the spiritual sense tells her that if she makes a move, she will regret it.

The girl in white asked: "Name."

She said: "Nan Zheng."

The girl in white asked: "What is the relationship between you and Nan Wang?"

Judging from her breath, the girl is obviously a practitioner of the orthodox school, and she might have met Nan Wang.

Nan Zheng thought that if he tells the truth, he is afraid that something will go wrong.

Just when she was about to lie, she thought of the images on the cloud, and she suddenly became bored, and gritted her teeth and said: "She is a member of my people and an enemy."

After saying this, a mocking sneer appeared on the corner of her lips, and she was ready to fight.

Knowing that she was not an opponent, she couldn't just die like this.

Unexpectedly, the girl in white clothes glanced at her and said: "I also hate that woman, so I don't want to kill you."