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- Chapter 65 Annihilation
The sound of horse hooves rang out from all directions, as fast as the rain hitting the plantains, and the knights could faintly be seen rushing.
Four horses stood together, with Li Ruoyun and Liu Qingquan standing in the middle, Duanmuxue lying on Liu Qingquan's pink back, and outside the horses, Xiao Yuesheng and Duanmuqing stood facing each other.
"It seems that the Cavalry Club still has some skills." Xiao Yuesheng looked at the knights rushing from all directions, shook his head and smiled, and looked back at Duanmuxue on Liu Qingquan's back.
Duanmuxue stared into the distance with her round eyes, unblinking. There was no fear in her eyes, but anger.
Duanmu's green sword has been unsheathed, and the round sword is like a crescent moon, shining coldly in the sun. Seeing Xiao Yuesheng's careless expression, it seems that he underestimates the enemy, he can't help but worry, looking forward, reminding: "Brother Xiao, be careful, theirs The sword skills are very sharp.¡±
Xiao Yuesheng nodded, and suddenly raised his hanging hands. His palms were like the winding force of Tai Chi. With a slight twist, two clumps of green grass suddenly rose up and slowly flew into his palms.
In the blink of an eye, the cavalrymen were approaching, and their faces were clearly visible. There were ten cavalrymen at the front, rear, left and right, galloping side by side.
These people are black horses in mysterious clothes, with ferocious masks covering their faces, and long cloaks flying around. They are terrifying, like the reincarnation of Shura in hell. A timid person will definitely feel trembling with fear when they see them.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? They were as silent as iron, without saying a word, and their eyes were cold, and the only sound was the sound of the horses¡¯ hooves, like the beating of war drums, with a fierce momentum, exuding an invincible ferocity.
Li Ruoyun suddenly turned around, took off the green jade hairpin from his black hair, picked up one of Duanmuxue's hands, and with a "clang" sound, a cold light suddenly flashed through. Duanmuqing felt his index finger was slightly cold, and then it hurt, and he thought He withdrew his hand, but was held by Li Ruoyun, unable to pull it back, so he had to give up and watch what she was going to do.
A drop of blood fell on the green jade hairpin, and then it penetrated into the long-drought soil and disappeared. Li Ruoyun's cold face was slightly red. He used his full strength and input it into the jade hairpin. The green light flashed past and returned to its original state.
She took off Duanmuxue's mink hat, inserted the hosta into her yellowish hair, and said softly: "Don't throw it away."
Duanmuxue nodded heavily. She could already feel a stream of clear water pouring into her body. It was neither cold nor hot. Although it was different from the warmth of the jade cup, it was equally comfortable.
Liu Qingquan was secretly annoyed at his negligence. Second Senior Sister was still very careful. With the hosta, he felt relieved. Second Senior Sister was very skilled in martial arts, but he didn't have to worry.
"Yu¡ª¡ª!" Suddenly there was a sound of horses neighing, and the knights who had rushed three feet away from them suddenly stood up and stopped in place. The sudden change of movement was enough to show their superb riding skills.
Like four walls, Xiao Yuesheng and the others in the middle formed a three-foot square. They were still as silent as iron, their black cloaks hunting in the wind. Under their hideous ghost-like masks, the light shone, and their eyes were cold and emotionless, as if they were watching. dead.
Duanmu Qing's heart kept sinking. The number of people who came this time was four times as many as before. Looking at their eyes, they were all masters. Their killing intent was frightening. They were far more powerful than the people who had been chasing him before. It seemed that today, this time , dangerous and unpredictable!
He couldn¡¯t help but glance at his daughter Xiaoxue, but Xiaoxue showed no fear and stared at the people opposite. She had also seen them looting and killing people, and she was extremely angry.
"Which one is Duanmu Qing?!" A dull question came from the ten people in the east, who were facing Duanmu Qing.
Xiao Yuesheng turned around, not minding that his back was exposed. He looked at the speaker on the horse across the horse and said lightly: "Are you the Cavalry Club?!"
Everyone stared at his face, their eyes as cold as lightning, filled with murderous intent. After a long while, the man with the ferocious face nodded slowly: "Not bad! Who are you?"
The voice is hoarse and thick, dry and unpleasant, as if the throat has been injured.
Xiao Yuesheng's eyes slowly passed over the crowd, and he was determined not to be afraid of killing the wrong person. He smiled lightly and said: "I have heard for a long time that the cavalry will be fierce and cruel, and they come and go like the wind, so they are well-deserved!"
"Humph!" The man snorted coldly, his eyes were dark and murderous, as if he wanted to take action immediately.
"I wonder what your position is in the Cavalry Club?" Xiao Yuesheng asked casually, gently raising his hand and sniffing the needle-like green grass in his hand.
"You don't need to know!" The man snorted angrily, seeming to be disdainful. He turned to look at Duanmuqing's scimitar, and then glanced at Duanmuxue, who was surrounded by horses. He felt confident in his heart, knowing that he had found the right person, and stretched out his hand. Pointing at Duanmu Qing, he asked hoarsely: "Are you Duanmu Qing, who is known as Tianshan's ultimate sword?"
"That's right!" He asked like this. Duanmu Qing could no longer shirk it, so as not to tarnish his prestige, he replied calmly, tightening his left hand on the handle of the knife.
"Shoot!" The man raised his right arm and shouted suddenly.
The knights around him suddenly stretched out their hands, quickly pulled out their bows and arrows from their backs, and without saying a word, they set up their bows and fired arrows. The arrows shot towards Duanmu Qing and the others in the center like locusts.
Their movements were uniform and very fast, catching people off guard. Fortunately, Duanmu Qing had already learned their methods and was prepared.
A ray of cold light shot up into the sky like a white rainbow penetrating the sun. He swung his circular knife to form a circular light shield, which not only protected himself, but also covered the horse behind him.
Li Ruoyun and Liu Qingquan floated down in front of the horse, protected the horse's body, and waved their swords like a dance, forming a huge snow lotus. Their figures were graceful and unparalleled, just like the sword dance of Gongsun Gongsun in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Arrows all over the sky were stained by The snow lotus turns into powder, making it difficult to cross the thunder pond.
However, Xiao Yuesheng remained motionless, too lazy to move. There seemed to be an invisible wall standing in front of him. When the arrows reached him, they fell to his feet one after another.
The knights on all sides began to run, forming two inner and outer circles. The inner circle ran clockwise, and the outer circle ran counterclockwise. The horses' hooves were brisk, mixed with the sound of clanking gold and iron and the sound of banging bows and arrows, but there was no sound. human voice.
Three of the knights stood far outside the circle, facing Xiao Yuesheng. They were wearing black clothes and black horses, with ferocious faces. They coldly watched everyone shoot arrows, but they could do nothing to the five people in the field.
Under the ferocious mask, the leader's brows were twisted into knots, and he was secretly worried that he really didn't know where these three masters came from.
Although there are many masters in the martial arts in the Western Regions, the Iron Cavalry Club knows them all and tries to avoid conflicts with them. Unexpectedly, God is not good at it, but Tianshan Jue Dao encounters them doing work. For the sake of the secret of the Iron Cavalry Club, they can only block them. kill.
This Tianshan sword is indeed well-deserved. He was chased several times and even the gang's masters were dispatched, but Duan Muqing sneaked away cunningly and killed several brothers instead, which made the president angry.
This time, the president sent out the Xuanyi Iron Cavalry. As the captain of the Xuanyi Iron Cavalry, he personally led the team. He must eradicate the root cause and eliminate Duanmu Qing's evil. He did it without fail. With the goshawk as his eyes, he discovered him and launched an encirclement and suppression campaign from all sides. He must not be allowed to escape.
But I never expected that Duanmu Qing actually had helpers. The martial arts of these three people were probably even better than his, especially that mediocre-looking man. He was even more troublesome, mysterious and unpredictable, and he was probably a tough guy. Maybe it can't be chewed.
It¡¯s just that the president has issued a death order that Duanmu Qing must be killed. Even if it is difficult, he can only bite the bullet and complete it regardless of losses.
Thinking of this, he slowly took out a black and colorless long bow from his back. Its length was far beyond the comparison of those knights, and even the bow string was pitch black.
He took out a short arrow from the arrow pot on the saddle. The arrow was dark and dull, about the thickness of chopsticks. The arrow cluster on the back wing seemed to be made of iron sheets. Although it was dull, it exuded a fierce murderous aura.
He placed the arrow on the arrow and slowly pulled it out, seemingly with great difficulty. When it was half full, he could no longer hold it in, and the arrow slowly aimed at Duanmu Qing's back.
"Buzz!" There was a sound, the bowstring trembled, and there was an afterimage. A black light suddenly broke through the air and went straight to Duanmu Qing's back. It was faster than lightning and there was no way to avoid it.
Xiao Yuesheng, who was standing with his hands hanging down, suddenly waved his sleeves, seemingly casually. The black light just in the direction of the stop suddenly dimmed and then disappeared. The dark and lightless arrows turned into powder and fluttered down.
The three people couldn't help but look at Xiao Yuesheng, and saw that he was looking at them with a smile, his eyes were gentle, but there was a sense of ridicule, and a cold air couldn't help but rise from behind.
This arrow from the knight leader is known as the soul-chasing arrow. It chases souls under the arrow and never misses. Firstly, it is too fast, and secondly, the timing of the shot is excellent, making it difficult to guard against.
This arrow was easily broken by someone, causing his confidence to fall to the bottom. He simply put away his long bow, and with a sound of "Clang¡ª¡ª", the long sword at his waist was unsheathed, and a cold light appeared across the sky, which was very cold. , with a fishy smell, this knife must have killed many people.
In this period of time, the arrows in the field were scattered. They had shot all the arrows in the pot, but none of them touched each other.
The five Xiao Yueshengs seemed like lambs who were allowed to be killed. They did not resist, but only defended themselves. Seeing that they had shot all their arrows, they did not take the opportunity to fight back, and continued to shoot scattered arrows without taking a step forward.
"Kill¡ª¡ª!" The leader of the Xuanyi Iron Cavalry waved his sword, pointing the tip of the sword at Xiao Yuesheng and the five others, roaring angrily with a powerful momentum.
"Kill¡ª¡ª!" All the knights shouted suddenly, in unison, and their momentum became stronger. The murderous aura soaring to the sky was enough to make one's legs weak.
They quickly drew back their bows and drew their swords, the sounds of "Qiang¡ª¡ª" and "Qiang¡ª¡ª" came and went one after another, cold light flashed, and the people in the inner and outer circles gathered quickly, still maintaining a circular shape, compressing towards Xiao Yuesheng's five??, rolling toward the five people like a knife wheel, the white sword light dazzling.
Xiao Yuesheng tightened the grass in his hand, resisted the itching of his hands, and did not make a move. He just took out a folding fan from his arms, used it as a weapon, and tapped the long knife that came in front of him.
The light of the sword was like lightning, the hissing sound of breaking through the air, mixed with the faint whistle. These Xuanyi cavalry are all elite masters. In the martial arts world, they can be regarded as second-rate masters. Together, they are refined. Their superb riding skills complement each other, and their combat prowess is no different from that of a top-notch master.
Although he did not look back, his soul was watching the performance of the other three. The fifth junior sister Liu Qingquan was quite decent, with an elegant and graceful posture. Her swordsmanship was mainly defensive, as if she did not want Duanmuxue to see her killing someone.
Second Junior Sister Li Ruoyun has no such scruples. Her hair is shawl-like, her fur coat is like snow, her long sword is like frost, and her murderous intentions are contained in her graceful moves.
She swung the sword lightly, as if she was delicate and weak, but in the blink of an eye, two people had been killed by her sword, but there was cold energy in her sword. Although she had stabbed the opponent's heart, no blood spurted out, and the cold energy had already The wound is sealed, but the person falls off the horse, silently.
Duanmuqing's round knife in his left hand was extremely sharp, with lightning flashes surrounding him, resisting the long knives that struck him in turn. Although he could resist, he was unable to fight back and could not bear it.
The situation in the arena was at a stalemate. In the blink of an eye, three more people fell under Li Ruoyun's sword. These knights suddenly realized that the strongest martial artist in the arena was actually Li Ruoyun, who was delicate and weak with swords. Several people attacked her, and Duanmu Qing's pressure eased.
The leader of the Xuanyi cavalry outside the field had cold eyes, staring at Li Ruoyun with murderous intent. However, he glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, who had a graceful and comfortable figure, and restrained himself, not daring to act rashly.
He has a feeling that the most dangerous person in the field is this man. Once he takes action, he will follow suit, and the situation may suddenly turn around.
Although he didn't start, Xiao Yuesheng was already a little impatient. It seemed that there was nothing worth waiting for anymore, so he might as well finish them off!
He waved his left hand to the sky, like a goddess scattering flowers. Green light flashed across the sky, and then screams of misery came one after another, and the sound of "bang bang" falling horses sounded one after another.
No one in the inner circle was left, they all fell to the ground, silently, except for the ownerless black horse, which slowly stopped and lowered its head to smell its owner.
The knights on the outer circle were slightly startled, but the black horse under his crotch did not stop, and was still circling. The people on the horse had a cold look with a bit of astonishment, but without the leader's order, they still did not stop, waving their hands. The long sword moved closer inward, replacing the original inner circle, and attacked Xiao Yuesheng and the four of them, fearlessly unafraid of death.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head. He didn't care whether he was afraid of death or not. He waved his right hand again, green light flashed, and the sound of "bang bang" falling from the horse sounded again. Duan Muqing was a little dumbfounded. The round knife was placed across his chest and he turned around in shock.
He didn¡¯t have to worry about being attacked from behind, because except for the three riders outside the circle, there was no one on horseback.
"Alas¡ª¡ª!" Xiao Yuesheng tapped his palm with a folding fan, looked at the three cavalrymen not far away, and shook his head with some disappointment: "Is this the Iron Cavalry Club? It's a huge disappointment¡ª¡ª!"
The knight leader¡¯s gaze seemed to be about to spit out fire and burn Xiao Yuesheng into ashes, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.
He gradually withdrew his gaze, slowly passing by his men who were lying on the grass and not knowing whether they were alive or dead, and said to the two riders beside him: "Let's go!"
The two riders remained motionless, looking at him stubbornly.
"Haha, don't worry, you three haven't reached out to me, so I'll spare you for now!" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and laughed.
"You go back, gather the troops, and let's fight again I think it will be easy to find us with your methods!" Xiao Yuesheng stepped forward, slowly moving forward towards the three of them.
The horses of the three people could not help but take a step back, and were immediately restrained by their masters.
"However, you must keep your weapons!" Xiao Yuesheng said lightly, looking at the leader with gentle eyes.
"Okay!" The leader of the Xuanyi cavalry did not hesitate, snorted coldly, took off the long sword from his waist and the long bow from his back, threw it under the horse, then pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, and galloped away, wearing a cloak Hunting and dancing.
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