Turbulent Times Chapter 620: Where is the Spring and Autumn Messenger?
Kick! pedal! pedal! pedal! A master of Xianyin Sect stepped on the wet ground with both feet, and rushed over the moment he split the flying crossbow arrows. There was still a distance from Wang Junlin, only to hear him roar, and leaped high with both hands holding knives. , with an irresistible momentum, he chopped down on Wang Junlin's head.
Wang Junlin's eyelids drooped slightly and he didn't move. His attention was always on Chunqiu Nu, and he didn't seem to see the brutal knife that was about to come.
Nie Xiaoyu next to him moved, and she turned her wrist, and the Fengying sword in her hand turned into a white light, stabbing to death the few strange insects that Tengu also used to sneak up on her, and then... the sword light suddenly faded ,Disappear.
The rainy night is dark and deep, and there are hidden lights in the nearby buildings. When the sword is raised, the front surface reflects the light and becomes a smooth surface. If the sword light disappears, there is only one possibility, and that is that the sword is now in a static state .
The tip of the Wind Shadow Sword in his hand was standing still in front of the Xianyin Sect master at this time, the tip of the sword was deeply wedged into the man's throat a third of an inch away, just enough to pierce the hole The airway makes it impossible to breathe.
The point of the sword broke through the skin and the flesh was tightly clamped. Blood gushed out from between the tiny point of the sword, and was quickly washed away by the growing night rain. Nie Xiaoyu was holding the lower end of the hilt with his right hand , looking down slightly at a drop of rain splashing a turbid flower on the bluestone slab, maintaining a posture of sinking knees and turning waist.
Time seems to stop at this moment, but it doesn't really stop. Nie Xiaoyu pulled her right arm like lightning, and at the same time she pulled out her sword, just as the master of Xianyinmen fell down with her eyes staring at death, she held the hilt of the sword tightly with her right hand and pushed forward. Thrust out, piercing the second enemy's throat.
Holding the Fengying sword in his hand, his footsteps are like a Kusama spirit leopard jumping and dodging within a very small range. With force, the sword edge cut through the rain curtain, cut off the blade handed from the night, and cut off the neck of the fourth enemy.
As soon as they met each other, the four masters of Xianyinmen died under Nie Xiaoyu's sword.
At this time, Wang Junlin and Chunqiu Nu fought again, the former could kill the latter, but the latter could only find a way to capture Wang Junlin alive, and could not kill the other party. This in itself reduced Chunqiu Nu's strength in this life-and-death battle.
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Although everyone knew that there was a woman named No. 2 who was very powerful before they came here, they never thought that the No. 2 woman who stood silently behind Wang Junlin and disguised herself as a man was such a fierce character. Probably awed by Nie Xiaoyu's sharp and weird swordsmanship, the steps of the masters of Xianyin Sect subconsciously slowed down a bit.
Nie Xiaoyu held the Fengying Sword in his hand, and stood there expressionlessly, making it difficult for others to go to help Chunqiunu deal with Wang Junlin.
Swish, swish, three very subtle sounds of machine springs sounded, and the torrential rain fell, hitting the roof of a nearby building. Sound masked.
But any sound can never be hidden from Nie Xiaoyu's eyes and ears. She caught the three extremely subtle sounds of the machine spring in the first time, and at the same time made her own judgment in the first time——Xian Yin The divine weapon crossbow of Mogu to which the sect belongs!
Shenwu crossbow is one of the most terrifying weapons made by Mogu. It has a built-in crossbow box and can fire six crossbow arrows at once. What is even more frightening is that the spring of Shenwu crossbow is specially designed, and the speed of the arrows fired is amazing. quick. According to many years of legends, this weapon has created countless brilliance in the history of the rivers and lakes and the history of conquering the world in the past dynasties. It is a pity that because the special materials required to make the Shenwu Crossbow are becoming less and less, Mogu's Shenwu Crossbow is not just for anyone. I was able to get it, but I didn't expect it to appear tonight.
However, the disciples of Mogu who are using the Shenwu crossbow at this time, what do they think when they see Wang Junlin and his party have a continuous steel crossbow that can shoot nine crossbow bolts at once?
In fact, the Mogu disciples who were ambushing nearby did not use the Shenwu crossbow at first, because they were scared by the continuous-firing steel crossbow used by Wang Junlin and his party just now. However, the current situation couldn't help them to wait any longer. No matter what, they always had to contribute.
A raindrop the size of a soybean fell from Nie Xiaoyu's perfect face along his forehead to his chin. In such a short period of time, Nie Xiaoyu has seen clearly and calculated many things, such as the arrows fired by the Shenwu crossbow track.
The Fengying sword in her hand stabbed out one after another.
There was a series of small and clear sounds in the rain, these sounds were clearer than the sound of raindrops falling on the strings, and faster than the flight of wild bees plucked by the most mysterious luthier.
Nie Xiaoyu accurately captured the trajectory of each bolt of the Shenwu crossbow, forcibly intercepted all the twelve arrows fired by the two Shenwu crossbows at the same time, and then knocked them into the air one by one!
The battle between Wang Junlin and Chunqiu Nu was fierce, but it became a stalemate for a while.
At this moment, the other side of the fence was washed by the pouring rain to the quiet and deserted street corner. One of the two carriages finally moved slowly and drove towards this place. The sound of hooves and wheels was covered by the wind and rain. without trace.
More than a dozen experts from the Xianyin sect attacked again, this time they appeared to be more resolute and powerful.
Nie Xiaoyu silently moved on the rain-accumulated bluestone slab, not agile and heavy, every time the soles of his boots stepped on, there would be a splash of water, and every time the splash of water splashed, he The sword will stab a master of Xianyinmen to death.
With a setback on his right elbow, the edge of the sword sank and cut off the knee of a Xianyin sect master. Before Nie Xiaoyu could draw his sword, he lifted his left foot like a flying stone and kicked another Xianyin sect viciously. Immediately after the crotch of the door master, the blade of the Fengying Sword was raised from bottom to top, breaking open the abdomen of the third Xianyin door master. Another figure dashed forward bravely. Nie Xiaoyu, who was half squatting on the ground, twisted her waist, and swiped fiercely with the sword in one hand.
Nie Xiaoyu's clothes were already wet from the rain, sticking to her body, revealing her perfect figure, full of a strange temptation, her movements are extremely simple, but the killing effect is amazing, in front of her Under the sword, those brave Xianyin sect masters were stabbed to death and fell to the ground like a piece of wood.
Nie Xiaoyu looked at the enemies who were still alive not far away, and slowly pulled out the Fengying sword from the heart of a master of the Xianyin sect in the stagnation period.
The still alive Xianyin sect master looked at Nie Xiaoyu standing silently in the rainstorm with a sword in his hand, his heart was full of despair. They were not the opposite of each other, but the Spring and Autumn Envoy still had to live Nie Xiaoyu and Wang Junlin, and the latter had no scruples in killing them. How much could their strength be displayed in this situation.
The sound of a carriage came from the alley.
Nie Xiaoyu's eyes flickered sharply for a few times, with a puzzled look on his face, the person who came here didn't seem to be the Spring and Autumn Envoy, where did the Spring and Autumn Envoy go?
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