Chapter 47: This Is Not the Time of the Hands
Three flying swords burst out, and in the blink of an eye, they were in front of the smiling masked swordsman. After the sound of three metal collisions www.biquge.info the three flying swords were knocked out, and the swordsman's sword was replaced by another scabbard.
And the fireworks from the collision of the four weapons finally made the sword of the smiling mask swordsman have some traces, obviously the sword of the smiling mask swordsman is not ordinary, and it was not broken after colliding with the spirit weapon.
The three flying swords turned and attacked towards the swordsman, extremely fast, like a storm of swordsmanship, stabbing towards the smiling swordsman, these three mountain bandit leaders seemed to have some means of manipulating spiritual weapons.
The Smiling Swordsman can slam three flying swords open every time, even if the flying sword bursts from where it came from. The sparks of the collision of weapons continued to appear around him, and the dense ones were about to completely envelop him, which showed how fast the three flying swords attacked.
I saw the smiling swordsman's wrist move slightly, and all the attacks were blocked, but the sword shadow could not be seen. In addition to the neighing of the collision of weapons, you can also hear the sound of swords entering and unsheathing, which seem to be densely connected, and seem to overlap into one sound, which does not stop.
But the smiling swordsman seemed to be completely on the defensive, and could only barely cope with the three flying swords, but there was no way to deal with the three bandit leaders in the distance, so if he continued to consume like this, the victory or defeat was undoubted.
"Haha...... You're dead today, what's the matter if you die these bandits, you can recruit them again, but if you can get the cheats on your body, it's a big deal. “
Seeing that the smiling swordsman had no time to care, one of the leaders laughed out loud, extremely proud.
"Even if the double-sheathed sword comes back to life, it's not that it's not that it's only a head left by the spirit weapon, I'll see how long your hand can last. “
After the three leaders finished speaking, the three flying swords attacked even more fiercely. While the smiling swordsman blocked the flying sword, he kept retreating, as if he couldn't hold it anymore, and slowly retreated towards the bottom of the mountain.
"What kind of ability. “
Zhao Zhong was furious when he saw this situation, and he flew out of the canopy with the tube.
The Red Blade Sword was behind Zhao Zhong and galloped towards the three people opposite, quickly reaching the middle of the two leaders, while the barrel flew towards the remaining one.
Seeing the 'two' suddenly flying out of the canopy, the three bandit leaders were shocked. The eyes under the mask of the smiling swordsman flashed with cold light, and he was about to move, but when he saw that the 'two' were rushing towards the opposite side, he stopped again.
I saw that the three flying swords suddenly turned around, and it turned out to be the smiling swordsman who threw the sword in his hand and turned it around with the three flying swords, no matter how the three bandit leaders controlled the flying swords, they were dissolved by the smiling swordsman's superb sword skills, and they actually made the three flying swords that could carry people unable to move.
Then the smiling swordsman flung the sword, and the three flying swords burst towards the big tree next to him, cutting off the thick tree directly, and at this time Zhao Zhong and the barrel had already come to the front, Zhao Zhong controlled the red blade sword with a turn, and cut the two to the ground at once, and the punch of the barrel also broke the ribs of a leader, making him unable to get up.
Zhao Zhong turned around and looked at the smiling swordsman not far away with a kind face, only to find that he was also staring at himself and the short barrel, and the eyes under the mask were obviously shining with a cold light.
Gurgle......
Zhao Zhong's heart beat violently, and the hairs on his body stood up directly, and an extremely dangerous feeling enveloped his whole body, this feeling he had never felt before, even in the face of the black-faced master a few days ago.
"It's scary...... I think I'm pretty good, how can this be?"
Zhao Zhongli thought wildly, this instinctive reaction was the most accurate, and it seemed to indicate the danger of his own death. Originally, Zhao Zhong thought that he had saved a knight, but it seemed that the situation was not quite right.
"I was just passing by, and I went first. “
Zhao Zhong dropped a sentence, hurriedly turned around, and took a cool breath, obviously the other party was a mortal, but he gave a feeling of death coming. Zhao Zhong turned around and took two steps with the tube, intending to fly away immediately, but the aura of death seemed to have been hanging over him.
"You're a monk? This person next to you doesn't seem to be a living thing, is it? “
The voice of the swordsman came from behind him, and it seemed that his tone had a kind taste, and the feeling of death that enveloped his whole body disappeared in an instant, which made Zhao Zhong breathe a sigh of relief, and the pressure on his body that was about to crush him disappeared.
"It's a monk, and this one next to me is a puppet. “
Zhao Zhong did not flee in the wilderness, but turned around and said to the smiling swordsman, at this time, Zhao Zhong could no longer see the threat on him, it seemed to be an ordinary mortal, but he was dressed a little strangely, of course, he had to ignore the corpses all over the mountains.
"It's rare to have this kind of sharp and correct instinct, at least to know when to stick to it and when to run away immediately. “
The smiling swordsman and Zhao Zhong said, they couldn't see what kind of expression was on their faces under the cover of the mask, but their eyes looked much softer.
"It's very rare for a monk to have this means of manipulating a spiritual weapon, who taught you?"
The smiling swordsman held his simple sword and walked towards Zhao Zhong, there was not a single trace of blood on the sword, it was indeed a very good sword, but it didn't seem to be a spiritual weapon. The smiling swordsman only glanced at Zhao Zhong a few times, and then gave Zhao Zhong a good evaluation.
"It's not too difficult to learn on your own. “
Zhao Zhong watched the smiling swordsman walking towards him with a sword, a little nervous, but he didn't run away, Zhao Zhong had a feeling that if he really wanted to kill himself, he would be a dead man now.
"Oh. “
The smiling swordsman nodded, and came to Zhao Zhong's side in a few steps, and was about to stab a thief on the ground with the sword in his hand.
"Don't kill me, we have backers!"
The smiling swordsman plunged his sword into his throat, dead completely, and then walked over to the other man.
"We can't help it, there are indicators. “
The smiling swordsman didn't hesitate and died again.
"I ......"
The last man hesitated for a moment, as if he didn't know what to say, and also died.
"No one can see the way I'm fighting. “
The smiling swordsman said to Zhao Zhong, took out a leather bag from his waist, untied the two scabbards behind his waist, and poured water into them, and then a trace of heat came out of the scabbard, but it didn't look hot. Obviously, these two scabbards are not ordinary iron weapons, otherwise after such a high frequency of insertion and pulling, they would have been hot and could not be held in their hands.
"What about me?"
Zhao Zhong scratched his head in embarrassment, staring at the somewhat strange and dangerous man in front of him.
"Haha, but it's not so absolute. “
The smiling swordsman seemed to have just reacted and smiled, scratching his head in the same awkwardness.
"Come with me up the mountain, there are still a lot of women there to rescue, but you can't fight like that. “
The smiling swordsman tied the two scabbards back to his waist and said to Zhao Zhong, then rummaged through the corpses around him for a while, found a similar sword, put it in the empty scabbard, looked like an ordinary double swordsman, and then walked towards the camp on the mountain. Zhao Zhong hesitated for a while, then followed with a tube.
"Why don't you deserve a sword spirit weapon, with your means, it must be much more powerful. “
The two didn't say anything along the way, Zhao Zhong thought about it and asked the swordsman in front of him.
"Heh, don't you know that the spirit weapon, it is controlled by the mind, and our brother's talent in this area is not much stronger than the three who died. “
The smiling swordsman sighed, and his tone was quite sentimental.
"This is not the age of the hands. “