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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 286: Fierce Fight

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    Chapter 286 Fierce Fight

    "Your Majesty, leave quickly!" An old man turned his head and said, still staring at Xiao Yuesheng.

    With a fluttering snow-white beard, a long sword on his waist, and a green gown covering his body, he naturally exudes elegance and elegance, and is calm and unhurried.

    "Mr. Lei, can you resist him?" the emperor asked in a deep voice, his face ashen.

    The old man shook his head: "Xiao Guanlan's movements are too fast. He wants to get out of the crowd and force him over. It's easy. Your Majesty, it's not appropriate to take risks!"

    The emperor glared at Xiao Yuesheng angrily, his eyes blazing with anger, and he gritted his teeth. There was a "bang", and another person fell a foot in front of him, lying side by side with the others, already dead.

    The emperor's face turned greener and turned black, like a piece of black iron. He stamped his feet heavily and gritted his teeth and said: "Okay -! Let's go!"

    A group of people hugged him and headed towards the east side of the hall.

    Xiao Yuesheng was walking among the crowd, suddenly in front and suddenly behind, as fast as a ghost, the light and shadow of swords and swords were as dense as rain, but they could not fall on him.

    He was unscrupulous, killing one person with each palm, and in the blink of an eye, he killed nearly a hundred people. The hall was sparse, and each person used his internal energy, and now five acupuncture points were filled.

    Nearly half of them were killed, but the remaining more than a hundred people did not retreat, and became even more crazy. They all worked hard without caring about their own lives, and were not afraid of death. Some even risked their lives to fight, just to catch him.

    Everyone believed that as long as he was caught and delayed for a moment, the airtight sword would strike immediately, and there would be no way for him to survive.

    It¡¯s just that his movements are too fast, and one person will be killed with each palm. Even if the opponent sacrifices his life to catch him, it is just a beautiful wish and cannot be achieved.

    "Xiao Yuesheng's movement skills are extremely fast and extremely slippery. Anyone who comes into contact with him will be killed or knocked away, but there is no hindrance to him.

    Seeing the emperor leaving, Xiao Yuesheng did not move and stayed in the main hall to kill these guards. He became cruel and determined to kill them so that they would be scared so that no one would dare to raise their hands next time he came.

    Anyone who dares to kill him will be killed by him. No matter what the reason is, if he has the intention to kill him and puts it into action, he will definitely kill him, and the kindness of women will be forgotten.

    Moreover, his current thinking is different from that of ordinary people, as if he has changed from an ant to a tiger, killing people without any restraints anymore.

    His heart is as hard as iron and his soul is strong. Once he makes up his mind, his emotions are suppressed and there is no chance to jump up and stop him.

    After a while, fifty more people were killed. There were fifty people scattered in the hall, desperately besieging him, but they were like moths to the flame.

    "Xiao Yuesheng's face was as sinking as water, his eyes were bright, gentle and peaceful, but neither sad nor happy, nor angry nor angry, as if he were facing the sea and looking up to the sky.

    "Ah¡ª¡ª!" Suddenly there was a scream, and a guard couldn't bear it anymore. He turned around and ran away screaming, and jumped out of the hall.

    "It was like a fuse. With a scream, one person ran away, and the other ten people also fled one after another, not daring to stop them.

    "Two hundred people can't kill him, not even a dozen of them. Fighting him again would be the same as committing suicide, so it's the best way to go!"

    Xiao Yuesheng came out of the main hall, taking his time.

    More than two hundred armored guards shouted loudly and rushed over with a roar, surrounding Xiao Yuesheng. Their long swords were unsheathed, their halberds pointed horizontally, and they stabbed at him.

    Xiao Yuesheng's body swayed, disappeared on the spot, and appeared in the main hall, stepping on the golden glazed tiles, chasing the emperor.

    ¡°Buzz¡ª¡ª!¡± Suddenly there was a loud noise, as if a bow string was vibrating, and a flash of silver light came to him in an instant, seeming to pierce the air and making a thunderous explosion.

    Xiao Yuesheng's body was on one side, barely able to avoid it. The sharp cold air passed over his face, and the cold air penetrated into his face through the pores.

    He frowned, not expecting this arrow to be so powerful. If it really hit him, even if his body was indestructible, he wouldn't be able to withstand it.

    However, such an arrow was almost as fast as the sound, but it was difficult to hit him. There was no obstacle to him in space, and he could break the restraint at any time.

    "Buzz" Another arrow shot out, like a meteor passing by. It left the string at first, and was in front of him the next moment, with endless crackling sounds.

    Xiao Yuesheng turned sideways again and could barely avoid it.

    He saw a middle-aged man standing on the top of the hall opposite, with a bow and an arrow. The bow was about the same height as him, and it shone with a faint black light in the moonlight.

    Xiao Yuesheng knew at a glance that this was an iron bow, a powerful bow exceeding four stones. No wonder it was so terrifyingly powerful.

    Such a bow, if used on the battlefield, would be of great use. It could shoot the opponent's leader and determine the outcome of the battlefield. It would be of great use.

    But such a strong bow is useless against oneself. At such a long distance, no matter how fast the arrow is, it is useless.??Shot.

    Xiao Yuesheng floated away, slowly drifting toward the middle-aged man as if he were stepping on floating clouds. He only moved his body slightly in response to his arrow, seemingly carelessly.

    No matter how fast his arrow is or how tricky the angle is, Xiao Yuesheng can easily avoid it by turning aside or taking a diagonal step, as if by chance, he happens to make that move and avoid the arrow naturally.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????This is a middle-aged man with deep facial features, who looks to be in his forties, with piercing eyes as sharp as an eagle.

    After more than ten feet, Xiao Yuesheng was too lazy to try his archery skills again. He flicked his finger and sent out a phaseless calamity finger. The middle-aged man suddenly flew up and landed on the ground.

    This blow directly killed him. He fell from the hall, and his acupuncture points were hit, so there was no reason to live.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed. Although his soul was powerful, he still couldn't help but ask himself whether he was too cruel.

    If such a figure were in the Song Dynasty, Xiao Yuesheng would naturally be overjoyed and proud, but in Xixia, he was a huge threat.

    ¡°If Xixia and the Song Dynasty went to war, such a sharp archer would kill many generals of the Song Dynasty, and the damage caused would be comparable to thousands of troops and could only be eliminated.

    He walked fluttering towards the east, leaping over five or six halls in the blink of an eye. Suddenly six people flew in front of him and landed in front of him, forming a fan shape.

    The six of them were all old men, with fluttering silver beards, long swords in their hands, and free and easy movements. Xiao Yuesheng knew at a glance that these six people were from the same sect.

    ?Looking at their behavior and attire, they must have a tacit understanding. They must have a sword formation and their combined attack skills are exquisite. Six people are enough to be worth ten people.

    Xiao Yuesheng looked at the six people and stretched out his hand: "Let's do it!"

    The figures of the six old men moved in unison, and their long swords struck at the same time, covering up, down, left, and right, and they could only allow him to retreat.

    The tip of the sword shone brightly in the moonlight, and it was so cold that it was obviously a sword.

    "Chichichichichi" The tip of the sword cut through the air, criss-crossed, and completely enveloped it. It was so cold that it was like falling into an ice cellar.

    Xiao Yuesheng pulled his left palm, and a sword flew over and fell into his hand. What he used was the Great Nirvana Palm, which was more powerful than before.

    An old man was startled for a moment. His hands were empty. Xiao Yuesheng had already snatched the long sword away from him, and he had taken it in the air with ease.

    This seemed like a great shame and humiliation. He gave a long shout and rushed over. He pressed his right hand on his waist and pulled out a soft sword. With a slight shake, it suddenly became straight and the tip of the sword stabbed Xiao Yuesheng.

    The six men and six swords turned into a piece of cold light and came towards Xiao Yuesheng. Xiao Yue drew the growth sword and made a gentle arc, seeming to form a whirlpool.

    As soon as the sword tips of the six people approached, they were immediately attracted into the whirlpool, as if they were stuck in a quagmire, their movements were sluggish and heavy, and their movements suddenly slowed down.

    "Xiao Yuesheng's movements are slow and calm, making gentle arcs, as if he is practicing swordsmanship. When practicing the Tai Chi sword of later generations, it should be slow and comfortable.

    Once the six people's swords were caught in the light of Xiao Yuesheng's sword, they could no longer get rid of it like a magnet. The swords could only follow his power and move involuntarily.

    Xiao Yue made a few circles with his long sword, then suddenly raised it. The six people's swords immediately fell out of their hands, flying into the night sky and disappearing.

    Xiao Yuesheng also threw his sword and said coldly: "Get out of the way, I won't take your lives!"

    "If we want to touch the Emperor, we have to die!" An old man shouted in a deep voice, suddenly flicking his sleeve, and a blue light flashed, and he was in front of Xiao Yuesheng in an instant.

    Xiao Yuesheng turned to one side to avoid the blue light, and the faint sweet and fishy smell lingered. He was actually fed a highly poisonous flying knife, which was extremely fast, cruel and sinister.

    Xiao Yuesheng's face turned cold, and he suddenly disappeared from the spot, appeared in front of him, reached out and pressed his palm, and hit him in the middle of his chest. His internal energy was swept away, and then a second wave of energy surged out, knocking him away. He was already dead in the air.  Death.

    The other five people waved their sleeves one after another, blue light flashed, and the flying knives intertwined into a net, covering their heads.

    Xiao Yuesheng sneered, rolled up his sleeves, and the blue flying knives fell one after another, landed on the tiles with a clang, and then slid down along the tiles.

    No matter how cold he felt, he decided to show no mercy, spread out his body skills, and hit them in the middle of the body one by one.
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