Chapter 9: Soldiers, Tricks
In an instant, Ning Yue's pace stopped, and he suddenly turned around at another eaves protrusion, and slashed down with a sword that was chasing after him.
"I can't help myself!"
Bite!
The sound of disdainful scolding and the sound of the collision of the two swords shook the sky together, and the silver rainbow sword light on the top danced in an arc of gorgeous and gorgeous.
Ning Yue retreated, like a kite with a broken string in the violent impact, drifting and rippling, and landed directly on an eaves behind him, his face also changed, and a look of pain appeared.
"It's so strong. ”
His sword hand was trembling, although he had seen the opponent's skill just now, but the moment of the real confrontation was the real power he knew. The person in front of him, I'm afraid that his strength is already above the ninth level of the Yuanwu Realm, although he has not really reached the Spirit Awakening Realm, he should have touched the threshold.
Moreover, this is after a fierce battle before it.
Even he couldn't believe that it was enough for a person of this strength to capture him single-handedly, so why bother to bring companions, so that his estimate finally made a mistake.
"Hmph, it's really you, I chose a very good time to escape. It seems that I was still calculated by you. There won't be a next time, though. The choice is yours, do you want to break an arm or a leg?"
The leader of the bounty hunter smiled coldly, and stood in front of Ning Yue with a sword gesture, but it did not really fall for the time being.
Ning Yue, who was half-kneeling on the eaves, glanced into the distance, and the rest of the people were also rushing towards this side, and it wouldn't take long to arrive. He laughed to himself and shook his head, sighing, "Why does it seem to be similar to the scene last time, and you want to break one of my arms?"
The next moment, he raised his hand and stroked it, and his flesh palm directly touched the sharp blade, and the flesh and blood were instantly cut by the cold edge, and the blood slowly overflowed and stained the rusty blade.
"What, would you rather do it yourself?"
The other party's smile was even colder, but after an instant, his eyes changed, his eyes contracted violently, and the scarlet streamer that appeared out of thin air was reflected in the pupils, and under the blur of change, an inexplicable chill quietly permeated the void.
The lead was washed away, the mottled rust faded, and as Ning Yue stood up again, in his hand, the entire ancient sword no longer had the slightest brown and red rust, replaced by a dark red edge glowing with a bloodthirsty and strange light.
My blood is the guide, and the enemy's blood is the sacrifice!
The faint sense of fear in his heart was still rising, and the bounty hunter didn't understand where his shudder came from, but there was one thought that wouldn't change because of it.
The bounty that is about to come can never be run again.
With a flick of his wrist, the residual strength in the meridians suddenly re-condensed, his face turned cold, and the moment the blade waved, the howling wind swept and diffused, and the blade of nothingness quietly gathered dozens of sharp rays from the sky.
In his opinion, the gap in strength is by no means something that can be reversed by a small trick on the sidelines.
"I know you can hear him, can you win him?"
The wound in his left palm that was cut by the sword blade was no longer painful, but as hot as a flame, and the same was true of Ning Yue's right hand holding the sword, as if the blood was boiling, and under the long hair dancing messily in the wind, there was an extra touch of blood-red in his round eyes, and there seemed to be a strange symbol in the faint condensation.
The cold touch suddenly attached to the palm of his sword, exactly the same as the feeling in his memory, and the cold voice immediately sounded in his ears.
"Whoever hurts my master, kill!"
In an instant, Ning Yue felt that everything in front of him had changed, the color of the world was much darker, and the bounty hunter in front of him had even frozen in mid-air with his sword, to be precise, his movements were a hundred times slower, approaching little by little, and he could no longer feel the slightest sharp breath.
In the distance, the rest of the people who were rushing over also froze in mid-air, almost motionless.
What is it?
Shocked in his heart, he raised the sword in his hand, but found that he was wielding it casually, and it did not freeze with the seemingly frozen time.
Suddenly, Ning Yue reacted, it was not that time had frozen, but that he was fast, whether it was his senses or movements. Because he is fast enough, it seems that others are too slow.
At the same time, the cold voice of the sword spirit sounded again.
"Master, it won't last long, out of the sword!"
reacted immediately, Ning Yue roared, stepped forward, and stabbed with a sword, about to hit the opponent's left chest, he had a trace of hesitation in his heart, the tip of the sword was deflected, and finally stabbed on the person's right chest.
Laugh at!
The tip of the sword easily pierced through the flesh and blood, and at this moment, the freeze of time disappeared in his eyes, and everything returned to its original state, only to hear the cold sword wind, and the leader of the bounty hunter fell into the air with the last of his strength, and the sword qi roared, and most of the dilapidated houses below were collapsed.
However, Ning Yue had already retreated.
I wanted to chase again, but the pain in my right chest and the weakness in my meridians made the bounty hunter stagger, and he fell headlong and fell heavily on the floor, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his head.
The bloodstained hand raised and held it in the air, he gritted his teeth and roared: "Ning Yue, I, Ouyang Wu, swear to the sky, I will never let you go!"
Continuing to stride through the narrow path with no people, Ning Yue was out of breath, feeling that the power consumed by the sword swing just now was more laborious than the five hundred swings when he practiced the sword, but in terms of power and effect, it was completely worth it.
He looked down, maybe the blade had drunk the blood of the bounty hunter named Ouyang Wu again, and the blade still shimmered with a strange dark red light.
"Sword Spirit, what happened to that blow just now?"
Soon, the cold voice that sounded directly in his ears brought a reply: "There is a lot of heavy power sealed in this sword, but the master's strength is too weak now, and the sword has been sealed for too long, and there is not much power to really awaken, just now it is only the power of the first seal, which is called instant annihilation." ”
"Instantaneous? That's a good name, it's appropriate. Ning Yue nodded in agreement.
"In an instant, he has gained the ability to transcend the limits of time, and is able to launch unexpected and rapid attacks. However, the owner himself will also be under a huge load. Moreover, it was very short-lived, and if the strength difference was too great, the master would not necessarily be able to take advantage of it......"
The voice became softer and softer, and Ning Yue glanced at it, only to see that the red light on the sword was also disappearing, and the colorful rust reappeared.
But fortunately, this time, the sword spirit finished speaking.
"The first form, is it instantaneous? How much real power is this sword? At its peak, whose blade is it?"
Vaguely, he felt that his heart was trembling, how many unknown secrets were hidden in this sword that he had inadvertently pulled out from the forbidden land of the Cloud Void Sword Pavilion?
Misfortune and blessing depend on it, maybe this is fate.
After making a few detours in a row, and after confirming it again and again, Ning Yue was finally sure that he had gotten rid of the pursuers, exhaled a long breath, leaned against the wall and sat down slowly, feeling as if his whole body was about to fall apart.
I haven't felt it when I keep running, and when I stop, I can't take a step at all.
However, he also knew that the danger did not end there, and since a group of people could recognize him in the wanted person, it was inevitable that a second group would appear to hunt him down.
At least, not for long.
Coming to the downtown with his head down, he walked briskly to a clothing store, auctioned out a gold coin, and took two new sets of robes, one of which he changed directly on, because of the brim at the back of his neck, he could hide most of his appearance when he pulled it up.
But that's not enough.
The original clothes were not thrown away, Ning Yue took them to a corner, turned over and handed out a dozen silver coins to a young beggar under the corner.
"Change into this outfit, go buy a sword on your back, go out from the north gate, and come back when it's dark, understand? ”
The beggar nodded repeatedly, took his robe and quickly changed into it, and hurried towards the north gate.
In the inner pocket of that robe, Ning Yue had actually put the second reward he had promised, and it was naturally impossible for him to appear here tomorrow, but since he had said it, he would not not give it.
A quarter of an hour later, at the north gate of Barren Mountain City, more than a dozen people rode to the tea stall, threw a silver coin at the boss, and shouted: "Have you ever seen a young man of medium stature in a gray robe go out of the city? ”
"It seems that there really is one, and he rushes out. The boss nodded, and happily put the silver coins away.
"Don't lie to me. Immediately the man feigned anger.
"I saw it just now, so I should be right. ”
At the tea stall, a guest with his back to the street answered.
"Thank you, brothers, chase!"
The sound of horses' hooves quickly faded away, only to attract a burst of attention, and was soon forgotten by passers-by. In this barren mountain city, there are too many similar things.
Wiping his mouth, Ning Yue, who was facing the street with his back, smiled slightly, what he wanted was this effect, since the pursuers were led away, then it was time for him to leave.
The location of the exit from the city was also the north gate, and when he walked to the main road, taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, he untied the robe he was wearing and replaced it with another, which was different in style and color. As for the sword, it is wrapped in a cloth towel and carried in the hand.
Ning Yue's pace was not fast, and it was not until the group of men and horses he encountered earlier rushed back and hurried away in the direction of the north gate that he picked up his pace.
It is still expected, normal people find that they are led away by the suspicious soldiers, and their first reaction is to quickly chase in another direction, and the first choice is the opposite direction, and they will not continue to follow this road no matter what.
This is what he is using, and it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the false.
Soldiers, treacherous ways.
Ning Yue has never specifically learned the art of war, but since he was a child, he has played magic chess with his master, and he has also learned a lot of all kinds of cunning tricks.
Fifteen miles north of Barren Mountain City, a small town is located at the foot of the mountain, called Dayang Town, but it is also a place where warriors or caravans often rest, and it is also the foothold that Ning Yue chose tonight.
Came to the inn to set a room, he locked the door bolt as soon as he entered the door, for some reason, he always felt that there seemed to be a gaze hidden in the dark, staring at himself from time to time.
Could it be that the pursuers have not yet gotten rid of it? But why didn't they do it along the way?
After thinking about it, he shook his head and sighed, rolled over and jumped out of the window, and trotted out of the inn.
In the night, a figure quietly appeared from the dim shadows, looked at the direction where Ning Yue left, and snorted with his arms around his chest: "This Ning Yue is really alert." But since I'm targeted, there's no way you'll be able to escape anyway!"