Transmigrating With a Cleaver Chapter 73: The Wen family has a girl who has grown up

Qin Luo looked nervous in front of the hidden sword pavilion that had destroyed most of the city lord's mansion.

He felt that although the shot hit the target just now, it did not completely wipe out the enemy, and a faint sword intent was still firmly locked on him.

This feeling is very bad, so Qin Luo can only maintain a high concentration of attention, and does not dare to take it lightly.

One word, tired!

A long howl suddenly sounded in the night sky, and the door of the hidden sword pavilion opened suddenly. Dozens of white-robed swordsmen with solemn faces came out, and then drew out their long swords and rushed towards the surrounding soldiers.

Three of the elders surrounded the patriarch, and then pointed their swords obliquely at the ground. Everyone looked at their noses, their noses at their hearts, as if they didn't pay attention to the thousands of people around them.

The faces of the two commanders were serious. These white-robed swordsmen were all fifth-level masters, and they were the last strength of the Wen family. As long as they were taken down, Wen Changyu would be finished.

Han Futong and Li Donglai shouted at the same time: "Shoot the arrow!"

The soldiers who survived were all elites. In an instant, arrows rained down, enveloping the enemies who were rushing straight.

The white robes are like snow, and the swords are as powerful as a rainbow. The long swords in the hands of each man in white robes are shining with various colors of light, and they push away the feathered arrows shot in front of them one by one.

"Boom! Boom!"

The sound of musket guns rang out among the soldiers, and this time finally a few men in white robes were knocked down to the ground because they couldn't dodge in time.

A faint spark appeared in the crowd, and then exploded suddenly. Caught off guard, the three white-robed swordsmen were instantly blown to pieces.

Su Xuan secretly regretted that these guys spread too far apart. Her level 4 instant magic is a powerful weapon for group attack, and it only hit three people unexpectedly, which is a bit wasteful.

Su Su on the side is also waving his staff, a blue blizzard circle has formed in mid-air, countless ice arrows are raining down on the enemies below the circle, and more ice edges are thrown from the snow. stab out.

Different from the pure violence output of fire mages, ice mages are better at controlling the field in a large area.

The white-robed swordsmen within the range of the magic circle were all harassed by ice arrows and ice edges.

In less than ten seconds, nearly one-third of the white-robed swordsmen fell to the ground. Wen Changge, who was hiding on the outer wall of the hidden sword pavilion, was furious when he saw it. The sword flew towards Su Su like a shooting star.

Seeing the blue light shining in the sky, Su Su immediately stopped the blizzard circle, drew a circle in the air with the staff in his hand, and a thick ice wall appeared out of thin air.

In the next second, the blue light had already hit the ice wall, and it was only blocked for a moment. The body of the sword kept trembling slightly, and at the same time as the crisp dragon chant sounded, the thick ice wall had been directly pierced!

When Su Su's face turned pale, a figure was already in front of her, and the sharp kitchen knife slashed heavily at the dagger whose speed was greatly reduced because it penetrated the ice wall.

Are you still here? !

It was Wen Changge's turn to be horrified, and he quickly pulled his right hand back with his fingers. The blue short sword swung quickly in the air, narrowly avoiding the knife, and then fled back to the master at a faster speed. around.

Qin Luo stared blankly at the blue light disappearing into the night sky, with a dazed expression on his face.

This guy just ran away because he was swollen, doesn't the holy rank want to lose face?

The rest of the white-robed swordsmen had already charged close, Han Futong and Li Donglai drew out their long swords and led their men to meet them.

For a while, the shouts of killing continued, and the white-robed swordsman faced soldiers dozens of times his size without any fear.

Seeing that Feijian dared not come again, Qin Luo had no choice but to use the swordsmen in white robes first.

The white tiger also returned to the orange cat form, following its master on a rampage, no white-robed swordsman could resist their half-strokes!

The soldiers fell like mowing grass in front of the white-robed swordsman, and the white-robed swordsman was also vulnerable in front of Qin Luo and the little orange cat. Yes, even the snow on the ground was dyed red.

Wen Changyu's face is getting paler and paler. It has been more than ten minutes since he sent out the distress signal, but there is still no news of the Holy See's reinforcements. Could it be that Archbishop Murphy has given up on him?

You **** old pervert!

The snow fell harder and harder, and the sound of fighting on the field gradually subsided. The little orange cat let go of its small fangs, and the last white-robed swordsman slowly fell to the ground.

Qin Luo looked around, there were less than ten soldiers standing, Han Futong's right arm was cut off by Qi Gen, Li Donglai was already lying in the snow, with a long sword stuck in his vest, his face covered with blood Lan Luosi was supporting Chi Ya with her injured thigh, Su Xuan was slashed with a sword on her small face, she was covering her face and fell to the ground crying, while Su Su, the only one who was intact, was using spells to help her stop the bleeding .

Thousands of pairs are less than a hundred, but they can only end in a tragic victory...

This is the background of the Wen family. If there is no such thing as Qin Luo, these dozens of white-robed swordsmen can make the rebels drink a pot, not to mention the sword demon and Wen Chang Songs like this exist against the sky.

Qin Luo walked towards Wen Changyu step by step, too many people have died today, it's time to make a break!

The three old men looked at each other, then rushed up, forming a triangle to surround Qin Luo.

"You are not his opponent, go down."

There was a voice in the night sky. A man in green shirt stepped on a flying sword and landed on the ground. The moment he landed, the blue light drew a beautiful arc in midair, and automatically returned to the scabbard around the waist of the owner. middle.

Qin Luo was so envious in his heart, this move was so handsome, his Xuanyuan kitchen knife was mediocre but not fancy, and his appearance was completely dumped by others...

The three old men bowed to him and retreated to the gate.

Qin Luo only now saw the appearance of Feijian's master.

The other party was gentle and elegant, with a face like a jade crown, long hair hanging over his shoulders, and a long gown that was scorched black, looking a little embarrassed. It was obviously the result of his purple gold bullet just now, which made Qin Luo very happy...

"You are Wen Changge?"

Qin Luo has never liked men who are prettier than himself, especially those who are prettier than women...

Wen Changge nodded: "I am, I wonder if you are?"

"Didn't that fat woman tell you?" Qin Luoqi said, "My name is Qin Luo, and I'm a mercenary."

"Mercenary?" Wen Changge was stunned. Someone who could restrain his flying sword would actually run to become a mercenary?

Please, I am the sixth rank. The only holy rank in Dongshengzhou for thousands of years is not a Chinese cabbage on the side of the road.

Wen Changge thought that the other party wanted to conceal his identity, so he asked again: "Then what level of mercenary is Brother Qin?"

"Level 4, healing profession."

Wen Changge's handsome face suddenly darkened: "Brother Qin is obviously a sixth-level swordsman~IndoMTL.com~Why bother playing around?"

Qin Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He told the truth, but the other party thought he was lying to him. Where would he go to reason?

Qin Luo didn't bother to explain to him that he was here to kill people, not to chat with you.

"Stop talking nonsense, are you still fighting or not?"

"Fight, of course!" Wen Changge smiled slightly, "I, Wen Changge, have learned swordsmanship for many years and have never met an opponent. I finally met Brother Qin, so I naturally want to compete. If I lose, How about the Wen family give up the position of city lord immediately?"

Qin Luo smiled lightly: "No problem, but I have to add a condition."

Wen Changge smiled and said: "Of course, I can guess your condition without mentioning it, but in exchange for courtesy, brother Qin has to promise me a condition."

Qin Luo said generously: "Then tell me."

"If brother Qin loses, he will marry my daughter and be my son-in-law of the Wen family."

Qin Luo's jaw was about to drop, why did he meet someone who forcibly accepted his apprentice or became his father-in-law? Everyone in Qianyuan Realm likes this kind of operation?

He stammered and asked, "Well, can I ask, who is your daughter?"

A rare tenderness suddenly appeared on Wen Changge's face.

"She is exactly seventeen years old this year, and her name is Wen Yao."

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