Chapter 117: The Blade of Death [Three Watches]

Insects and birds are extinct, there is no abnormal sound, the trees are tall, and the shadows of the trees are reflected on the ground, and the shadows are sufficient.

Saddles, riding boots, scimitars, longbows, iron armor, horses, hundreds of cavalry, firmly enclosed in a circle, the sound of horses' hooves was crisp, shallow stepping on the soft rare earth, slowly approaching.

Li Yang waved his heavy knife and a stream of blood soared, the shadowless dart in Lin Yu's hand went quickly, and the soft filaments were tightly wrapped around his waist to tie his body tightly, and he turned back, in the center of the hundred knights, Lin Yu and Li Yang were back to back, and the two of them were handsome and handsome, and there was a trace of nervousness on their two faces.

Li Yang tugged at the corners of his mouth and said with a wry smile: "Lin Shao, this holiday, I, Li Yang, have been completely cheated by you, and I am beginning to regret knowing you a little." ”

Lin Yu pursed his lips, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said lightly: "Baby, if time is turned back, I swear you will definitely know me." ”

The heavy knife in Li Yang's hand clenched tightly, and when he heard Lin Yu's words, he asked a little stunned, "Why?"

A trace of softness appeared on Lin Yu's complexion, and he quipped softly: "Think about it, if you don't know me, who am I going to pit?"

Li Yang: "......"

Towering trees, the trunk is thin and long, straight and sleek, in the center of the trunk, a black shadow is like a ghost, one arm gently wraps around the trunk, the body is lightly suspended in the air, a black robe mysterious and elegant, among the chaotic trees, a total of thirteen people.

The iron horse was leisurely, and suddenly the horse under the cavalry made a panicked sound, as if sensing some danger, just between the confusion of everyone, "......buzzing", a golden wheel, spinning at high speed, like a spinning top, roaring, the golden wheel seemed to meander in mid-air, suddenly exuding a trace of coldness.

Laugh at......

The sharp gears swept in an instant, the screams were endless, the blood was splashed, and the lives were taken away one by one, the black robe agitated Lie fell in front of Lin Yu, a black robe and black clothes and a one-piece hat with a blurred face, the golden wheel turned around and returned to his hands, the black shadow flipped over, and the rest of the moment's kung fu was Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Ji, Ji, Array, Column, In, Front, Jue, Zheng, Net Twelve people in a row of six people in two rows, standing behind Lie in a figure of eight separated.

Standing there in deep and cold, silent, the Shadow Thirteen Guards all made people feel an indescribable sense of danger, that feeling was as uncomfortable as being watched by a bloodthirsty beast, Li Yang frowned, looked thoughtfully at the black-robed man in front of him, and asked in a low tone: "Who are they? Why are there such a strong murderous aura?"

Lin Yu's face was pale, he looked at the thirteen guards in front of him, took a deep breath and said: "They are an elite army that my father has worked hard to build, and they are called the sword of death on the battlefield! Once, I accompanied my father to fight in all directions, and I heard that in the northwest Moyuan, this shadow thirteen guards were once besieged by a general under Wu Sanjiang, and later ......" Lin Yu opened his mouth, and his voice seemed to be a little dry.

"What happened to the Reaper's Blade?"

Li Yang smacked his tongue, it can be called the name of the Death God Sword, the terrifying of this Thirteen Guards, he can understand it when he thinks about it, Hearing Lin Yu's words, Li Yang frowned and asked in a low voice.

Lin Yu rubbed his head with a wry smile, and muttered with palpitations: "Later, these thirteen guards were powerful, each showed their own methods, and slaughtered a thousand elite soldiers under Wu Sanjiang, it was a killing of death, after a bloody slaughter, not only a thousand elite soldiers were all killed, but even the five hundred horses they brought were slaughtered one by one. ”

Li Yang's complexion changed slightly, looking at the mysterious Shadow Thirteen Guards in front of him, his eyes couldn't help revealing a trace of inexplicable brilliance, he said in a low voice: "The killing is decisive, the blood is ruthless, it is really a sword of death, a divine soldier in the army, it is really not easy for your father to create such an elite." ”

Lin Yu took a deep breath, and said in a somewhat inexplicable tone: "This Shadow Thirteen Guards has always been under the jurisdiction of my father, and belongs to the king's soldiers in my father's hands, under normal circumstances, my father rarely uses them, unless it is a march to fight, or there is a terrifying crisis in the family, I didn't expect that this time for me, he actually sent such an elite team of troops over." He said...... Speaking...... Lin Yu's nose couldn't help but become sour.

Buzzing......

The golden wheel in his hand hummed, and the first fierce slender palm gently held the golden wheel, and said in a low voice without a trace of emotion: "Kill!"

A killing word fell, a green leaf, slowly falling from the towering trees, the leaves fell to the ground, the wind blew the dust drifting, the yellow sand covered the sky, the dust and smoke were filled, and the black-robed people behind the martyrs all disappeared.

The silent towering forest of trees, the war horse under his feet, the sound of the horse's hooves swaying, the cavalry on the horse, with a strange face, pulled the reins of the horse, and gently stroked the soft mane of the war horse with his palm to appease, and suddenly a black shadow flashed behind him, and the cavalry on the horse was suddenly unconscious, a slender silver thread, flashed a trace of white light, and did not give him any moaning sound, quietly cutting his throat.

Behind the silent ginseng wood, a black-clothed man stood there quietly, the arhat line made of steel in his hand was as thin as silver threads, his fingers flicked gently, and the next moment the figure of the black-robed man disappeared from sight again. Both, good at arranging troops, proficient in the art of war, its weapon is made of Arhat line steel as thin as iron wire, its preference always likes to cut people's throats, be sure to ask for a blow to kill.

The horse's eyes were round, the sleek and smooth eyes rolled slightly, a trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the war horse, the black-robed man was cold and cold in front of it, standing there quietly, like a sharp sword, exuding wisps of coldness all over his body, the cavalry on the horse narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the black-robed man who appeared in front of him, his lips were a little white, and there was a trace of anxiety between his faces。

Under the black-robed coat and hat, a pair of eyes were sharp and bright, standing there quietly, motionless, the black-robed man was like a sculpture, the cavalry on the horse swallowed a mouthful of saliva vigorously, his palm moved, and inside the cloth around him, a sharp long sword glowed with cold light.

The palm under the iron-fisted armor was a little rough, and he gently pulled the reins of the horse, and the horse under him, the horse's hooves moved lightly, and he couldn't hold back the trembling of his body because he felt the murderous aura that was faintly emanating from the black-robed man opposite, and the horse under the "Da Da ......" moved forward gently.

On the opposite side, the motionless black-robed man, his head lowered slightly, and the eyes under the black-robed emitted a cold ghostly light, which was fleeting, and suddenly the black-robed man on the opposite side moved, the enemy did not move, I did not move, if the enemy moved, I moved first! The white palm bent, carrying the momentum of breaking through the sky, and grabbed it sharply, and the knight on the horse moved his face, and the iron sword made of stainless steel in his hand roared and stabbed out.

The castration of the palm of the hand remained unchanged, just when the palm of the hand, and the sharp blade collided together, I saw that his palm was slightly divided, and it was actually with two fingers to clamp the stiff and sharp long sword, his fingers flicked, the sword body made a slight dispute, the long sword was directly broken into two, the long sword made of stainless steel, one fell downward, the black sleeves danced with a surging momentum, pushing the broken section of the long sword shot out, the long sword with the tip of the sword was extremely sharp, carrying a surging force, one arrow double kill, penetrating the body of the war horse, the broken long sword gushed out gurgling blood, and the sharp blade was castrated after a kill, the second kill once again pierced the body of the horseman.

"A few people are gathered together, don't be alone, this shadow thirteen guards are haunted, don't be careless. ”

It was a middle-aged man with a calm face, the armor on his body was bright, like a crystal jewel, his deep voice was mixed with a little anger, his eyes trembled, he looked at the two young men who were back to back not far away, groaned slightly, and said coldly to a few cavalrymen around him: "Remember, the general's words, don't live." ”

"Yes......"

The sonorous sound in unison, like a thousand pounds.

Dozens of cavalrymen, holding cold spears, slowly stepped forward, the tip of the spear reflected a trace of cold light under the refraction of the sun, with a cold killing machine, there was silence all around, the ancient forest with groups of trees, there was no trace of the figure of the thirteen guards, it seemed that the black-robed man who appeared just now did not exist.

Knives, used in the dark, take advantage of their unpreparedness, attack their unpreparedness, take them by surprise, and kill them with one blow!

The cavalry, which was originally in a circle, heard the command of the middle-aged man, gathered together in twos and threes, three horses were divided into one place, one looked at one side, the spear in his hand was clenched, on the tall and slender trunk, a palm slowly stretched out from the inside, the hands did not contain a trace of flaws, exquisite, sleek, perfect impeccable, those hands were known as chasing souls, and under it I don't know how many bodies were lost.

The palm of the hand, gently wrapped around the neck of the cavalry, twisted gently, without a trace of sound, a life ended so easily, the cavalryman's cervical vertebrae were crushed, the neck naturally drooped downward, "......snapped", the body lay on the horse, and the hands hung upright.

"Moo......"

The horse under him let out a frightened cry, causing the soldiers on the side to be frightened, looking back, seeing the companion who was paralyzed on horseback, faintly chilling, his eyes trembled, sweeping in all directions, the surroundings were empty except for another team of cavalry a few meters away, there was no ghost at all, and a cold air couldn't help but rise quietly.

Shoot silently, be good at stealth, and hide the most perfect killer in the dark.

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