Chapter 313: A cold light flashed, and a knife killed him

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A spear flew out of the crowd and flew towards the carriage without any pause.

The momentum of the spear swept as if it had swept the entire battlefield, and when the spear was only two meters away from the carriage, the eyes of the seven kills froze sharply, and the scimitar fell in hand, and the spear was directly cut in half.

After the spear fell in half to the ground, a black shadow rushed through the group of masked black-clad men. The black shadow was extremely fast, flashing through the heavy defenses of the Royal Forest Army, and stabbed at the head of the Seven Kills with an indescribable hook knife in his hand.

"Humph!" Even if the hook knife exuded layers of killing intent and dead energy, the seven kills did not regress at all, and their eyes were like torches catching the shadow of the hook knife attack.

Boom!

With a bang, the power of the hook knife was resisted by the two-moon scimitar in the hands of the Seven Killers.

The Black Shadow Killer wrapped himself tightly, except for his killing eyes, Seven Kills couldn't see any other characteristics of the Black Shadow Killer at all.

However, for the Seven Killings, it doesn't matter who they are, the important thing is to carry out the order to protect Xiao Yuexue, the princess of Ping'an.

"Get out of here!" The Black Shadow Killer seemed to be despising the Seven Killings, the indifference and arrogance in his eyes seemed not to take the Seven Killings in his eyes, and his hoarse voice seemed to be the judgment of death.

Seven Kills didn't say anything, just looked at this black shadow killer with a calm face.

The aura of the Seven Kills, which was close to the super-first-class, had been in a state of concealment, and it did not exude a single bit, because for him, the Black Shadow Killer in front of him was not enough for him to use all his strength to attack.

However, in the eyes of the Black Shadow Killer, Seven Kills was an ordinary Royal Forest Sergeant in armor, and he didn't take Seven Kills in his eyes at all. Even in the eyes of this Shadow Killer, Seven Kills is already a dead man.

"Look for death!"

The Black Shadow Killer knew very well that he couldn't drag it out, because after all, this was within the scope of the capital, and it was even closer to the palace, if he didn't quickly deal with Xiao Yuexue sitting in the carriage, then when the reinforcements came, it would be difficult for them to attack and kill Xiao Yuexue here.

The cold light of the hook knife flashed, and as soon as the hoarse sound of the black shadow killer "looking for death" fell, the hook knife came towards the seven kills without warning.

Buzz Buzz......

The knife was buzzing, the killing intent was soaring, and the black shadow killer didn't wait for the seven kills to make a move, so he used all his strength to cut off the head of the seven kills again, hoping to solve the seven kills in one move.

Seeing that the Shadow Slayer's hook knife had already reached half a meter above the head of the Seven Kills, it might slash into the forehead of the Seven Kills in the next second.

Beiyuan Night Weeping Army, Shadow Seven Killing Generals. Seven kills and one out, there is no way to live.

This is the conclusion made by some people for the Seven Killings many years ago, and it is a conclusion that no one dares to refute.

The Night Weeping Army is Jun Yuyi's trump card, and each of them has superb abilities that surpass ordinary people, just like a death doctor who can decide life and death with a single thought.

Seven kills, main killings, assassinations. When he doesn't move, it's like a calm puddle of water, and when he moves, the sky cracks and blood flows out.

The sharp knife slashed by the Black Shadow Killer, if it were an ordinary second-rate master, he might be hated. But in the eyes of the Seven Kills, there are too many flaws in this knife, and there is no need to go to the next step at all.

Seeing that the hook knife in his hand was about to cut off the head of the Seven Kills, the Black Shadow Killer's eyes showed a hint of pride and contempt, as if he had seen the bloody appearance of the Seven Killings.

Boom!

Suddenly, the ears of the Seven Kills and the Black Shadow Killer heard the hum of a cold light blade.

With the humming sound of the cold light blade, the hook knife was only a dozen centimeters away from the forehead of the seven kills, but it stopped.

"How...... Possible? The Black Shadow Killer subconsciously looked down and saw that a moon scimitar was inserted into the heart of his chest, and the cold white blade on the scimitar was stained with his blood.

The indifferent look of the original Black Shadow Killer was replaced by a frightened expression, and he didn't see how Seven Kills made a move.

Fast as lightning, this is the speed of the seven kills of the Night Weeping Army assassinated by the Lord.

The Wheel Moon Scimitar was slowly pulled out of the heart of the Black Shadow Killer by the Seven Kills, and there was no wave in the Seven Kills' eyes, as if all this in front of him had become accustomed to it.

Poof!

With the rupture of his heart, the life of the Black Shadow Killer died in an instant, and he fell directly at the feet of Seven Kills, and the eyes in his eye sockets could not be closed with a terrified look.

The duel between Seven Kills and the Black Shadow Killer ended quietly just by looking at each other.

Originally, they saw the Black Shadow Killer who broke through the protection of the Royal Forest Army rushing towards them, and some of the Royal Forest Sergeants who wanted to come over to support saw the scene just now, and they stopped their pace in shock, and took a deep look at the Seven Kills with indifferent faces.

Who is this person?

After many of the Imperial Forest Soldiers took a deep look at the Seven Killings, this question involuntarily rose in their hearts. However, the soldiers didn't have time to pay attention to the seven killings, so they could only put countless doubts in their hearts, and then do their best to resist the masked black-clothed people who came to kill.

Seven Kills didn't move, standing still as if he was standing still as before, as if the scene that had just happened was nothing in his eyes at all.

"Huh?" The two Wheel Moon Scimitars suddenly trembled, and an extremely solemn look flashed in the eyes of the Seven Killings' indifferent eyes.

The entire street was a bloody battlefield for a while, and corpses could be seen everywhere, most of them the corpses of the Royal Forest soldiers. The severed limbs on the ground were left and right, like garbage that could be discarded at will.

Seven Kills' eyelids suddenly jumped for some reason, and he raised his eyes slightly to look at the sky, feeling that the sky was shrouded in an extremely large dark cloud.

"The real killer is coming, I ...... It's been a long time since I've felt this oppression. Seven Kills' chapped lips opened slightly, narrowing his sharp eyes in a muttered manner, and then glanced at the carriage two meters behind him.

Rumble –

Flying blood was splattering everywhere, splashing at the feet of Seven Kills, splashing on the corpse's armor, and splashing on the thick layer of snow.

In a short period of time, there were only more than 20 of the more than 100 Royal Forest soldiers left, and all of them were wounded, and a few of them didn't even have the strength to pick up their spears.

However, there are still more than 20 masked black-clothed men, and in the fight just now, more than 80 battle-hardened Imperial Forest soldiers have only replaced more than 30 masked black-clothed men. I have to say that the Imperial Forest Army was completely defeated, and there was no resistance at all.

"Ahh I'm going to kill you! ”

The remaining twenty or so Royal Forest Sergeants looked at the corpses lying on the ground, and remembered that the brothers who were still talking together yesterday became corpses on the snow.

They feel miserable, they feel angry, they feel cold.

At this point, no matter how much blood they had on their bodies, no matter how serious their injuries were, they rushed towards the masked black-clothed men who surrounded them in all directions with sharp blades, just to make their last resistance.