98. Write history with a knife
The two made eye contact, and then they left the carriage and hurriedly walked away.
But on both sides of the white marble steps, there were many gray-clothed men who suddenly climbed up, with fierce eyes and fierce swords in their hands.
Others are hunched behind their backs, as short as spiders, with their right hands on the ground and their left hands on their backs, following the gray-clothed man in front.
"It's a dead man. ”
The prince is still somewhat clear about the opponent's power, "The wolf soldiers and the spider soldiers are well-equipped, they are all first-class assassins, and Yingdang practices with secret methods, and their attack methods are very peculiar. ”
"Hmm. ”
Xia Bai nodded, his eyes swept over, but he saw that those dead soldiers were not in a hurry to attack, but just spread out like a pocket, and if he and others wanted to go over, they could only enter this pocket by themselves.
It could be faintly seen that the two sides of the pocket were extending, and there were many human heads faintly outside the white marble columns, and the assassins were surrounding the two of them.
If you don't retreat, you still have to enter this encirclement.
"Zheng'er, you stand back. ”
Xia Bai raised his hand to block Yingzheng.
Ying Zheng smiled bitterly, "I can't retreat, those guards are chasing after me." ”
Xia Bai tilted his head slightly, but saw that the armorers behind him who had been broken by the carriage before also spared him.
"How about fighting side by side with the division?"
Ying Zheng pulled out his knife: "I can't ask for it." ”
Maybe when he saw the two of them distracted, there were two black shadows, suddenly rushing out from behind the stone pillar, the wolf soldier's attack was very strange, and when he sprinted out, there were two spiders on both sides.
It's very smart.
Footsteps without any sound.
The spider's eyes were fixed on their prey, and the wolf soldier focused only on the dagger in his hand.
When it was approaching, the hand behind the spider suddenly stretched out, and several cold rays of light shot towards the two people who were waiting for them.
The wolf soldier also stabbed at this time.
One knife is like three knives, and the cold light shot by the spider is naturally not an ordinary hidden weapon, but a specially customized "Flying Knife through the Mountain" of the Tang Sect, the knife is smeared with a mysterious toxin, this toxin is taken from the place of rotting corpses, the formula is unknown, but it can penetrate the true qi shield of the masters.
The tip of the knife is exquisitely designed, and with the extremely strong ejection power, it can also have an armor-piercing effect.
Ying Zheng was shocked, he fought less after all, and these dead soldiers were all trained in horror, and there were no gaps in the timing and cooperation of the shots.
He was about to draw his sword to deal with the wolf soldiers staring at him, but the two throwing knives were already shooting at a speed that was difficult to dodge.
The brain buzzed.
But he only felt that his body was pressed by one hand, and he fell down, and the flying knife swept past his original position, and shot towards Xia Bai!
"Be careful!"
Ying Zheng looked up in shock.
Xia Baiyun knife was like light, his expression was indifferent, and between the swings, there were already four flying knives that were shot out.
It's just that the flying knife is too violent.
The long knife blade in Xia Bai's hand actually cracked.
The wolf soldiers pounced.
Xia Bai smiled, holding the handle with his right hand, pinching the blade with his left hand, and pulling his luck.
The knife that was supposed to be a crack was torn into two broken knives by him.
One has a handle, and the other has a point.
Ding, two crisp clashes.
Ying Zheng saw that the two knives in Xia Bai's hands were broken again.
The dagger held by the wolf soldier turned out to be as sharp as clay!
But even though they cut off the knife, Xia Bai's knife momentum continued, and a quarter of the fragmented blade clicked into the throats of the two wolf soldiers, bringing out two puffs of blood.
Like spring flowers.
The onslaught of two wolf soldiers and four spider soldiers detonated the line of fire of the attack.
In the distance, the "pocket" surrounding the two began to retract, and at least dozens of wolf soldiers, double spiders, were getting closer and closer, and the weapons in their hands were sharpened like clay.
And the armor behind him also felt it, bent his bow and arrows, and wanted to shoot again.
Getting closer.
Death is imminent!
Ying Zheng suddenly regretted it.
He really underestimated Yingdang's strength, but this regret was overwhelmed by the sudden anger in an instant.
He straightened up, looked up, and was about to say something.
But he was still pressed by Xia Bai: "You lie on your stomach, I'm good to play." ”
Ying Zheng: ...
After thinking about it, let's lie on my stomach.
As soon as he lowered his head, he heard a cold and somewhat gloomy voice, "The wind is blowing." ”
Overhead, an unimaginable sword qi was circular, with Xia Bai as a circle, and the sound of the brush spread out a groundbreaking light.
The wind is not east, west, north and south, but has become a knife in Xia Bai's hands.
Knife gas diffusion.
The wind also spreads.
Wolf soldiers, spider soldiers, or armor soldiers, only felt a chill on their bodies, and the thought of "it's so cold in winter" came to their minds, and more than half of the people were killed by this blow.
Xia Bai casually picked up the daggers of the two wolf soldiers, and with a wave of his hands, the true qi like a substantial tentacle was wrapped around the handle of the dagger, manipulating the dagger dozens of meters away, and the indifferent sword demon was like the center of the world.
It is also like the emperor of King's Landing.
Two knives were dancing.
Slaughter all who come near.
Ying Zheng watched this scene in shock.
He had never seen such a fight.
At this time, he was like a shipwrecked traveler.
Armor, assassins, wolves, spiders, all the waves that slap to annihilate the ground.
But the man standing alone turned the tide.
He couldn't help but give birth to admiration, gave birth to moved, gave birth to the pride of creating history, thousands of years later, how to write the Spring and Autumn penmanship at that time?
King Qin and Xiang Bai entered the palace, met an ambush, and won.
How did future generations speculate about this moment at that time? Can there be a storyteller who re-patted the shocking wood and said the last sentence: "The rise and fall of the Spring and Autumn Period, the grand plan of hegemony, today I will talk about the King of Qin and General Xiang who broke into the palace"?
The future King of Qin's heart burned at this time.
An imperceptible dragon aura suddenly rose and hovered around the two of them, protecting the son of fortune and the great demon who was going against the sky.
"Kill!!"
A touch of gold appeared in Ying Zheng's pupils, and he was just about to play when he got up, but Xia Bai had already withdrawn his hands and held the two wolf soldiers' sharp blades upside down in his hands.
Bang bang bang ...
He was so fast that many of the armorers and assassins died at about the same time, and they fell down until the swords returned to him like lightning.
Glancing sideways at the prince, he breathed slightly, recovered some of the dantian's Xuanqi, and suppressed a trace of tiredness that suddenly rose in his heart: "It's over here, let's go." ”
Ying Zheng: ...
Then he looked sideways at the dead corpses around him, and he felt "fortunately this is my teacher".
At the beginning, he looked at the high-rise buildings in the snow and invited Xiang Bai out of the mountain, but now it seems that it is the most correct choice.
"Teacher, when the land of Qin is decided, I will seal you ten thousand households and become a general. ”
Xia Bai's lips moved, and he turned his head sideways to mention, "Concentrate, look ahead, our trouble is coming again." ”
Ying Zheng raised his head and saw that the sky was graying out at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The long-standing Tongyun finally fell the first snow.
And above the empty hall, suddenly there was a gust of wind, and ghosts loomed out of the void, followed by the sound of horses' hooves imprinted in the ears.
The ghostly ghost horse, holding a golden halberd, floated in mid-air, shot down from a high place like a waterfall, and rushed towards the two tiny, mantis arms blocking the car.
Xia Bai had seen it in the palace and knew that this was Yingdang's hole card.
Ying Zheng had never seen it, but at this moment, the dragon qi protected his body, and he was not afraid in his heart.
"Zheng'er, are you afraid?"
One person kills two hundred elite armorers, and then kills the Yinglang tarantula dead soldiers, Xia Bai is a mortal after all, and there are also reserves of Xuan Qi in the dantian, although it is constantly breeding, but this continuous consumption has made the true qi decrease sharply.
But his expression didn't change.
"Since I have come to inherit the throne, how can I be afraid? Teacher, let's make history with my sword!"
Ying Zheng's breath was suddenly different from before, as if he had awakened something, and the golden color in his eyes became more and more intense, making people dare not look directly.
But the dragon qi protected the two.
Laughing heartily, "Kill!", the sword demon and the son of fortune dragged their knives at the same time, and headed towards the ghostly ghost cavalry!!
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