Chapter 0011: Old Injuries Are Hard to Understand

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"I'd like to see what is so subtle about the mansion that even a master swordsman can't sneak into?" he whispered to himself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Death jumped into the mansion and managed to evade a patrol of soldiers. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he thought that there would not be too many sword master-level masters in this mansion, but he never expected that there would be a master of the lower sword master in that group of soldiers, if he hadn't quickly reined in his breath, I am afraid that he would have already fought with the soldiers before he sneaked into the center of the mansion.

In this mansion, there are one-tenth of the city's city defense soldiers, and he doesn't have the strength to single-handedly challenge so many Douqi cultivators.

"The City Lord's Mansion is really big!"

According to the map provided by Zhong Chen, Yan turned several directions in a row, but still didn't see the so-called center of the mansion, which made him can't help but say.

"There's an assassin, quick, quick!"

The noise not far away alerted him. And at this time, the Yi Soul Sword was also uneasy, even if he held down the Yi Soul Sword, he couldn't stop its restlessness.

When he thought he had been discovered, he was about to pull out the Soul Sword on his back...

"Kill her!" snapped a seemingly formidable general.

"I'm afraid this general is already equivalent to Yu Fei and Zhongchen's level, no wonder even the masked man can resist one or two, but that's all. "Hiding in the grass, he didn't hurry to avoid the soldiers around him, but evaluated, which had to doubt the purpose of the martyrdom here.

In the battle group surrounded by hundreds of people, there were at least dozens of soldiers in the inner circle who came into contact with the masked man, but the strength of the masked man was too strong, and many soldiers were almost killed by a sword, but the soldiers could not touch the masked man in the slightest. This allowed him to see the real wonderful scene of blocking a thousand.

The sight of the soldiers falling in rows made the three generals angry, and they rushed forward one after another and engaged in a fierce battle with the masked men. The duel of the master sword, that scene is not comparable to the scene of hundreds of people fighting one person alone.

The four masters were wrapped in the sword qi in the sky, and ordinary soldiers were only the strength of a fighting qi cultivator, how could they touch such a scene? Several of the soldiers who accidentally touched the battle group were in a different place in just the blink of an eye. No soldier or commander would dare to be strong in such a warband?

All kinds of sword qi intersected, and the aftermath of the collision could destroy the surrounding flower pots, so you can imagine how much pressure these four people were under.

The three generals in the palace are really not ordinary people, no matter how strong this masked man is, he is temporarily restrained.

During the fierce battle between the four of them, the soldiers in the palace kept coming from this side. The reason why the army is afraid of even ordinary powerhouses is not how high their strength is, but their numerical superiority, which is enough to drown a soul sword master powerhouse.

During their fight, he saw a silver long sword, which was roughly similar in appearance to the Soul Sword. And the hilt of the sword is also engraved with two words - "Ni Yu".

"Neon Feather Sword?"

When he meditated on this sword in his heart, the Soul Sword on his back became even more restless, as if it was about to break away from the scabbard. He pressed the hilt of the sword into the scabbard, but the Soul Sword was an ancient divine weapon, how could it be helpless for ordinary people?

On the body of the Yi Soul Sword, colorful light appeared. The attention of the soldiers in the palace turned to another masked man, the masked man who was 'pulled' out by a sword wrapped in a rainbow of light.

The sudden change in the Soul Sword made the masked man holding the 'Neon Feather' sword also feel some changes. When she made a move, she also looked at the masked man with silver hair at her bangs.

"Yi Soul, Yi Soul, you put me in danger. "The sudden change of the soul and the current situation made him very annoyed.

However, among them, he was not idle, and with every swing of his sword, a soldier fell. His smooth swordsmanship and skill make it seem like he's dancing not with a sword, but with a dance step.

"Who are you?Why assassinate the father and son of the Xue family, it is impossible to provoke you as a master with the status of the Xue family, right?"

No, it's a masked woman, with their skills, how can they not know the real gender of the person who came?

"If my guess is right, you should be Nangong Yan, the eldest son of the Nangong family. Today, I'm afraid it's revenge for Ling Mei. However, you're too late, Xue Chu, this bastard is already dead at my hands. ā€

The masked woman had already guessed the true identity of the martyr and the purpose of his visit.

"Your information is very accurate, and you are really not an ordinary person. Do you have any strength left?" Yan didn't know the true identity of the masked woman, but from the fact that he killed Xue Chu alone, Yan wouldn't have ignored it.

"Fighting against three sword masters, even if I am already the peak existence of sword masters, it is not much better. However, there is still fifty percent of the fighting spirit, which is enough to open their heavy encirclement, and what they want to do, to put it bluntly. ā€

The woman knew what she was going to do next, and said it bluntly.

"It seems that you are not stupid, so let's break through this side together, and my companion will meet me over there. ā€

With Yan's intelligence, how could he not know the thoughts of Zhongchen and Yu Fei, and even where they responded, it was clear.

"Your strength is still at the level of the lower sword master, and you can't stop these elite soldiers, so let me do it. After the masked woman repelled the soldiers in front of her, she helped her keep out of the way.

"What does a girl say, 'I'll come', while going, you still have thirty percent of the fighting spirit, and it's not bad to hold the enemy in front of you, as for my Nangong Yan, I don't need a girl to take care of it. ā€

Thinking of the things that Yu Fei had done to protect herself before, he felt very uncomfortable. Now, the masked woman spoke like this, which hurt his dignity very much.

"Why was he smiling just now, but now he has become like this. This guy is too stingy, isn't he? ā€

When the masked woman heard such words, she felt very uncomfortable, she was just kind to help, but she was treated like this.

He was angry in his heart, as if he had already made up his mind. The first to respond was not the fighting qi in the body, but the mutated Soul Sword. The body of the Yi Soul Sword was covered with colorful light, and this colorful light seemed to have spirituality.

When he swung a sword, the colorful sword light followed, and everywhere he passed, there was a miserable scream. The soldiers who were illuminated by the light were all in different places, and their flesh and blood were flying.

The scene at that moment, even if the masked woman had seen it, it was impossible to watch it.

"Nangong Yan, who are you, why can you attract a trace of divine power from the ancient gods?"

The city defense soldiers thought that they were numerous, and the numerical advantage was enough to kill these two masters, but what they didn't expect was that they caused a catastrophe. First of all, the masked woman's strength was enough to compete with the three commanders, causing heavy casualties to the surrounding soldiers, which seriously damaged their confidence.

And the mighty sword of death broke their few confidences, so that Yu Fei and the others only symbolically blocked it.

This kind of terrible opponent, not to mention these ordinary soldiers, even those high-ranking commanders, broke out in a cold sweat.

After they broke through, the City Lord of Snow Ming City had just arrived, but it was already too late.

"Ni Xue, if the city lord doesn't cut you with a thousand knives, it will be difficult to eliminate my heartache and hatred!" The anger in his heart was by no means imaginable to ordinary people.

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