"Huh."

In Yun Ting's ears, there was a soft sound of strings, followed by the sound of feather arrows shuttling through the air. The cold hairs all over his body trembled, and in his eyes, a little black dot, with the light refracted by the light, quickly approached him.

Without hesitation, he pulled out the Qingyu Sword with his backhand and slashed towards Cao Cao. In an instant, the cold wind made people's hearts feel a little cold, and their bones were completely cold.

Cao Cao paused, and the sword in his eyes swung down at him. Soon, it was heavy, and the fan made his cheeks hurt a little. Without hesitation, Cao Cao stretched out his hand to draw his sword, or when Yun Ting's hand touched the hilt of the Qingyu Sword behind him, his hand also touched the hilt of the Qingyu Sword hanging from his waist. Drawing the sword out of its sheath, the green sword let out a sharp whistling when it came out of its scabbard, and it stabbed towards the clouds with a strong wind.

The calm just now turned into a sword drawing for now, and the two people seemed to want to kill each other. didn't leave a hand, no one hesitated, in their eyes, everywhere they were presented, they were each other's images.

Yun Ting's head flicked, Cao Cao's sword swept across his cheek, the blade was so close to his face that he could feel the coldness brushing the fluff on his face. It hurts, and the feeling tells Yun Ting that his cheek was cut by the blade of the sword, but Yun Ting's reason is telling him that no, Cao Cao's sword did not make a cut in his cheek.

It's just that it's so close that this illusion will appear in your heart. If there is no blood coming out, no warm blood dripping down the cheeks, the wound is not present.

On the side of Cao Cao's body, the cloud's green sword slashed down from his side, and there was really a momentum like a mountain smashing down. But Cao Cao's eyes didn't blink, for his sword to miss, for the cloud thunder sword to miss, no matter what, it seems that he had already predicted.

The corners of the two people's mouths turned up in unison, and their eyes looked straight ahead, looking at each other and their own swords. In the distance, where their swords were pointing, a figure appeared on top of the house closest to the wall.

"Ding." Two feathered arrows fell on the bricks of the city, behind Yun Ting and Cao Cao, at their feet.

"I didn't expect that the Ten Standing Attendants would be one step ahead of us. Not only found Yuan Benchu, but also me, it's really interesting. Cao Cao turned around calmly, and the green slash in his hand slashed out with the movement of his arm, and then turned to form a sword circle.

"Ding, ding, ding." The sound of feather arrows colliding with sword ninjas sounded one after another.

"That's probably because the Ten Standing Servants think you're also a threat." Yun Ting answered, and also turned around, and the Qingyu Sword slashed out horizontally, facing a feather arrow flying from his chest.

The sword slashed, the wind and clouds moved, and the blade split the flying feather arrow into two halves, and the strong wind that brought it out was howling, and the speed of the other feather arrows that followed became extremely slow, and some even fell directly to the ground.

The remaining feather arrows that are stubbornly moving forward have enough space and time for Yunting. He ran out, landed in a few steps, jumped high, and jumped straight off the wall.

Hearing the sound behind him, Cao Cao felt surprised, and even felt extremely absurd. But his basic trust in Yun Ting is still there, because no matter what, what happens now will not make people give up resistance and turn around and commit suicide. Even if they wanted to run, they could easily run away, as long as they hid behind the battlements, such a distance, the projectile simply could not reach such a distance.

The top of the house in the distance has changed from one person to three people now. Three archers with bows and arrows stood on the roof, locked on Yun Ting and Cao Cao from a distance, no matter which one they were, they were facing the three archers.

When Yun Ting jumped off the city wall, the three archers who locked on him were stunned and felt extremely ridiculous. They only felt as if their current target had lost their minds, and they were only forced by them to jump off the city wall. Although he had not yet climbed the city wall, he was only halfway up the city ladder, but this height was enough for people to fall to their death.

Happy, inexplicable happiness fell from the sky and hit them. Really, this is really the best target they have ever encountered since they killed someone else. When the target blocked the sword just now, they still chuckled in their hearts, but now it seems that there is no need to worry about it at all.

Falling, the body floats in the air, falling downward. Facing the ground that was getting closer and closer, Yun Ting's face did not move, only his clothes and hair were blown up, and as for his heart, it could not wave.

"Human Escape."

The figure flashed, and the momentum of the cloud's falling was stopped, and he appeared not far from his original position. It's just that as soon as he appeared, he fell again with gravity.

"Human Escape."

"Human Escape."

…

The shape of the body was constantly changing, and when Yun Ting's feet touched the ground, the three archers who had thought they were at ease were completely stunned. They imagined that the target had fallen to his death, and that a fresh mass of meat sauce and blood appeared on the ground, but instead there was a figure rushing towards the house at their feet.

"Hurry up, shoot him!" One of the archers reacted, and hurriedly put the feather arrows that had just been put back into the quiver on top of the longbow, pulled up the bowstring, and before it was full, he immediately let go of the feathered arrows and let them shoot.

As an archer, the first truth he learned from the day he learned to shoot arrows was to let anyone come close to him when he couldn't shoot with a bow. This is also the credo of every archer, because being able to shoot a murderous arrow from such a distance is also multiplied when being approached.

The two archers beside him also reacted immediately, and the feathered arrows were wound, and with a whistling sound, they flew towards the rapidly approaching figure.

Arrow after arrow, they shot very fast, there were only three of them, but they were almost the same as a team of archers in archery. The bowstring is not fully drawn, and only four points of force are used to keep the feather arrow on the right hand and not deviate, and the rest, the rest is just speed.

One by one, the feathered arrows fell, and although each branch did not use all its strength, it was still fast. Moreover, as long as it is shot, it will be embedded in the flesh and skin, and the damage will be certain.

Yun Ting didn't choose to dodge, and his only strategy to deal with it was to speed up. Keep increasing the speed of running, faster, faster, faster than arrows, then these arrows will not touch his body at all.

The closer you are to the house, the faster the feather arrow will come because of the distance. Almost in the field of vision, after the light reflected by the arrow that had just appeared, the next moment, it arrived.

Cloud Thunder stopped, halting his momentum at the last moment, and in front of him, three feathered arrows were nailed in a ring into the crevices of the paved masonry, and some sand and gravel splattered out. The next moment, three more arrows flew in, distributed in a zigzag pattern, one only pointed at Yun Ting's neck, and the other two were shot at the chest.

Yun Ting rolled to the side, dodging the three arrows, where he was standing, the three arrows were deeply embedded in the masonry, and around the arrow shaft, there were also small cracks, which showed the strength of the force. At this close distance, the power contained in each feather arrow is not attenuated at all!

Quickly stood up from the ground, Yun Ting's head suddenly shrank, and the Qingyu Sword was raised, horizontally in front of him. "Ding Ding Ding", three crisp sounds, three feather arrows hit the blade, and were blocked by the broad sword body of the Qingyu Sword, so they had to land unwillingly.

These three archers, at first glance, are the kind of elite archers, if they are just ordinary archers, then they will only panic now, and they will not be able to shoot such accurate arrows with great threat. Yun Ting thought again, if it was just ordinary archers, the Ten Standing Servants would not have sent them to assassinate Cao Cao at all, and if they couldn't kill Cao Cao with one blow, the chances would become even slimmer.

It turned out that such a killing situation, with its suddenness, would indeed catch Cao Cao off guard. With the front and back locked by archers, Cao Cao had little choice, and the chance of injury and death was very high. It's just that no matter how the Ten Standing Servants calculate, they don't know that Yun Ting will come to Cao Cao on such a day, which makes this killing game a joke.

It's much better for two people to face it together than for one person, and they only need to be responsible for each other's parts. Just as just now, Yun Ting handed over the back to Cao Cao, and also took the cold arrow behind Cao Cao's back, and there was nothing to do between the staggered.

Also, the corners of Yun Ting's mouth unconsciously showed a smile. His appearance undoubtedly made Cao Cao not so embarrassed, otherwise he would have blocked left and right, hurriedly dodging cold arrows one by one, and there would not have been any style that belonged to Emperor Wu of Wei later.

Checking the Qingyu Sword, Yun Ting did not hesitate and continued to run forward, the Qing Yu Sword moved freely with Yun Ting's arm. Wherever the feather arrow arrived, the Qingyu Sword would only wait in front of it at an earlier speed to meet the incoming feather arrow.

Three elite archers are a nuisance, but they only make Yun Ting feel a little trouble. For him to the point where he is lightweight, the weight of the Qingyu Sword is not much different from that of an iron sword in the hands of other people, and if he wants the Qingyu Sword to appear, the Qingyu Sword can appear anywhere. In terms of the broad body of the Qing Sword, Yun Ting now uses it completely as a shield, starting from the time the eye captures the trajectory of the feather arrow, and ending with the final feather arrow hitting the sword body.

Running, swinging his sword, and continuing to approach the private house, Yun Ting remained in the same state of mind as he usually practiced swords. No matter how fast the feather arrow is, from what angle, it is not much different from chopping wood with the Qingyu sword, as long as he sees and hands and observes the trajectory of the ever-changing sect.

Now, it shouldn't be him who is in a hurry, it's the three archers. Although they are elite, Yun Ting does not think that they are the best kind.

They are in a hurry, and they are in a hurry, and the frequency of archery is so urgent, so fast. Otherwise, when an archer touches the bow and arrow from his hand, he should consider the arrows in the quiver and the bearing capacity of his arm.

How long will they be able to hold out? As soon as this thought came to his mind, Yun Ting noticed that the arrow he was shooting now was slow, not as fast as at the beginning, and his strength had also weakened!

"No arrows?" An archer on the roof, when his hand reached for the quiver behind him, felt empty. With a chill in his heart, he immediately realized what an unforgivable mistake he had made for an archer. It's not just a mistake, his arm is already feeling tired, his muscles are cramping, and his arm is almost cramping with such a simple stretch just now.

"Damn it!" The two archers next to him also scolded one after the other.

One of them also had no arrows in his quiver, but the other, while pulling the string, suddenly cramped his arm, and as soon as his fingers loosened, the arrow flew out, but it did not fly far, and then fell.

"Run! No, let's run, or we won't have a chance to run later! The archer with the cramps suggested. He's not a guy who wants money and doesn't want to die, it's easy to say that he can assassinate the target, but now it's clear that there is no way to assassinate the target, and he has to give away his life. What are you doing if you don't run? Are you ready to die?

"Run!" The archer standing in the middle said decisively.

Just as they were about to turn around, their eyes changed, and suddenly there was an extra cloud.

"Run?" Yun Ting sneered, and the Qing Yu Sword swung out towards an archer, directly splitting his entire body and the longbow that he subconsciously reacted to block in his chest.

Cao Cao on the other side, he doesn't have a human escape technique like Yun Ting, and he can come and go at will. From the very beginning, he was just a living target, and he could only bear the feathered arrows flying towards him and shoot them down.

However, the battle on Cao Cao's side ended much faster than Yun Ting, and it was extremely fast, and Cao Cao didn't need to do it. Because after seeing the archer in the distance, a distance that he couldn't reach at all, Cao Cao did an extremely simple thing, called people.

Today, on the city wall, after he went to participate in the discussion, Xiahou Yuan was on duty. So the matter ended quickly, while the clouds were still dodging the arrows of the archers.

Cao Cao had a lot of time left after Xiahou Yuan shot the archers, so he turned around and came to the other side to watch Yun Ting's performance. It wasn't until he watched Yun Ting kill the three archers that he continued to walk down the city stairs towards the top of the city wall.

He is not a pure general, for Cao Cao, only when he has to, he will personally go into battle to fight. Under the circumstances of the greatest possible, such a matter as killing the enemy, he will hand it over to more professional martial artists to solve, such as Xiahou Yuan and Xiahou Xuan.

He's just a commander-in-chief, that's all.

(End of chapter)