Two hundred steps!

In the air, there was a "boom", and the long arrow of the Turkic barbarian was off the string again, and the feather arrow roared towards Princess Ashina's head.

At the last moment, but seeing the old knife handle floating, he suddenly threw the saber in his hand according to the trajectory of the arrow, "Smack!" "The arrow landed in mid-air.

The barbarian raised his eyes and looked at the handle of the old knife, and in a blink of an eye he drew two golden arrows from his quiver, and bent his bow and arrows; This time, he pointed at Princess Ashina, and the other at the old knife handle.

The old knife handle was taken aback, and hurriedly ran close to Princess Ashina, flying in front of her, ready to take the power of two arrows with his flesh and blood.

There was a chord sound of "bang", but the arrow never came.

He was feeling strange when he suddenly heard a woman's clear voice, "Pay you back!" The old knife handle only felt that the voice was familiar, and he looked closely, it was Jing Chuwei. At this time, she moved quickly in an extremely strange way, like an arrow off the string, the action was fast and sensitive, when passing through the broken arrow, Jing Chuwei hooked her little foot, picked up the headless feather arrow, and with the power of her whole body sprint, in the high-speed movement, the feather arrow was thrown fiercely.

When the barbarian saw this, he did not dodge or dodge, he was proud that he was wearing cold-forged steel armor, and ordinary arrows could not hurt him in the slightest. What's more, what Jing Chuwei threw was still a bow without an arrow, and he was even more fearless.

But seeing that the brute general waved his big hand, he raised his bow in his crotch, drew his scimitar, and walked slowly. Gergon's war horse was frightened, and he galloped wildly, leaving his own soldiers far away, and rushed towards Jing Chuwei like an arrow, and the two of them were less than a hundred steps in an instant.

However, the brute general apparently forgot one thing.

That is, no arrow may not pierce a person! You can stab someone to death without a gun!

When a person, after the martial arts reach a certain level, they will not stay in things, grass, trees, bamboos and stones are all killing weapons, picking leaves and flying flowers can hurt people's lives.

At this moment, the figure of the barbarian general suddenly froze, and a broken arrow burst out from under the horse's belly, exploding a cloud of blood mist.

The brute hurriedly grabbed the reins and tried to force the horses to stop, but he was a step too late.

I saw that the Pigelgon war horse fell to the ground in an instant, and the brute general also flew out of the stirrup in an instant, leaning forward, face down, back up, and fell with a blue nose and swollen face.

It's just that, after all, he has been in battle for a long time, and it is not unusual for him to fall from a horse. But seeing that he just twisted his neck, by feeling, he picked up the scimitar near his right hand and prepared to fight Jing Chuwei on foot.

Suddenly, Jing Chuwei swept like lightning, and there was a short knife in her hand, shouting: "Tartar, leave the head!" ”

After that, she flew with a short blade, and her moves were wonderful, and the barbarian wanted to resist, but he suffered from severe pain in his face, and he couldn't concentrate on defense, so he could only dodge and block.

But in three moves, there were a few more big cuts on the body, and blood was gushing.

And Jing Chuwei didn't finish one move, and one move after another, not giving the barbarian a chance to breathe.

Enlightenment is unstoppable.

Suddenly, hearing the sudden sound of horses' hooves behind her, Jing Chuwei squinted her eyes and saw several horsemen and horses coming from behind.

When a Turkic knight shouted a few words loudly in Turkic, the barbarian general heard this, suddenly left Jing Chuwei, bent over and turned around and galloped towards the rear, at the same time, I saw more than ten horsemen and horses swarming towards Jing Chuwei from all directions.

Jing Chuwei's face was surprised, and after reacting, she suddenly took out a pair of goshawk claws from her shoulder bag, and the iron chain with the thickness of two fingers was wrapped around the flying claws, like a windmill, but it was all skill, but not brute force.

I only heard a loud roar, and the claws of the gods broke out of the air, like an eagle flapping its wings and a falcon bird preying.

Suddenly, the goshawk claw clasped the left shoulder blade of the brute general in the lightning and stone fire, and when Jing Chuwei saw this, she turned around suddenly and slammed it hard. The power of this turn was absolutely incredible, Jing Chuwei's petite body, containing huge strength, was able to knock the strong Turkic barbarian general, the huge body with momentum, to the ground, unable to move.

Between the gaps between the white horses, Jing Chuwei followed the direction of the strength and pulled hard at herself, and in an instant, the burly body rolled in the air, and she was forced to pull it back.

"Hoof, let go of General Heru!" Suddenly, a tower-like Turkic giant jumped in, with a red upper body, a leopard head and tiger eyes, holding a beacon mace weighing dozens of pounds, with knotted muscles all over his body, at first glance, he was like a majestic white-fronted tiger, coupled with a thick voice, like a thunderous roar, the momentum is compelling, if ordinary people see it, even if they are not scared to pee their pants, these legs have to be soft and cold.

Jing Chuwei's face sank, she flashed forward, stretched out her hand, and the chain rolled out, only to hear a loud sound, and the hook and lock on the goshawk god's claws were already entangled in Helu's body. She put a short knife against her neck with her left hand, and with her right hand she made a small wolf grab, and slashed Heru's wrist diagonally.

The Turkic giant's eyes were full of anger, and he said fiercely: "Hoof, don't let go-"

But before the words fell, Jing Chuwei's sword light swept by, and a stream of blood arrows rushed into the sky, and He Lu's head left his body, and the blood arrows shot wildly in all directions.

The Lord will be killed, and for a while, more than a dozen pairs of resentful eyes shot at Jing Chuwei, and they all unsheathed their swords and surrounded Jing Chuwei, but they could see that Jing Chuwei was up and down, exuding a cold air, but no one dared to take the lead.

At this moment, the Turkic man "drank", and the beacon mace swept in the air, and the move was like a thunderous Mount Tai, which was overwhelming, and even in mid-air, he could also feel the oppressive feeling in the air.

Jing Chuwei didn't dare to take it hard, her body shook, stretched out her feet on the iron chain, her robe fluttered, her whole body rose from the ground, and she did a side flip, almost parallel to the mace.

This move focuses on the timing of the moment, which is what we commonly understand - the moment before the enemy is about to attack you.

Flash early, the opponent's flaws have passed, and he can even change his moves in time.

It's too late to dodge, and your opponent has already attacked you.

Therefore, the difference between the high and low of this move lies in how to grasp the timing of dodging.

The mace is powerful and heavy, and it is not a flexible weapon, the Turkic giant did not hit Jing Chuwei, and suddenly felt that his arms were empty, and he had nowhere to focus, and he was about to return his strength, when he suddenly saw Jing Chuwei coming head-on, as if he was striding in the air, and the short knife in his hand was already volleyed in the air.

Seeing that he was about to be in a different place, suddenly, the Turkic giant's hands were divided together, the beacon mace was divided into two, the long handle turned into a short handle, and the tiger danced on the ground, and the sound of hula was endless.

If he is unfortunate enough to be swept away, the "objects" on his body can be slapped into the abdominal cavity, or the body will be smashed to pieces, and the bones will be gone.

Jing Chuwei didn't dare to be careless, she dodged in the air, the chain in her hand roared out, and the Turkic giant was about to wave the mace again, but who knew that the head of the stick was entangled in the iron chain, and he couldn't drag it, so he was so angry that he scolded.

But before he could curse a few words, he saw a black iron chain, hooked with a short knife, and threw it, straight to his head.......

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