Chapter 7: Drawing the Sword! Elegance never goes out of style
The two rode over the mountains, and there were many raised rocks on the road, some of which were on the edge of cliffs, so they couldn't walk fast, and almost always jogged forward.
A mountain road ran for almost two hours, and finally, the front began to go downhill, and with Wu Nian's eyesight, he could clearly see the official road at the foot of the mountain.
It's just that he heard the sound of a fight at this time.
Wu Nian hurriedly turned over and dismounted, and a teleportation circled in front of the deaf uncle and stopped him.
The uncle carefully read what Wu Nian said, and probably understood it, as if it was: "Don't move here, I'll go down first and take a look, someone is fighting!" ”
The uncle didn't think much about it, nodded, and then watched Wu Nian disappear like a ghost. He hurriedly led the two horses, found a place to stay, and gave way to the narrow road.
On the official road at the foot of the mountain.
Torches are either waved or burned on the ground, and in this dark night, light is the most eye-catching.
Shouts and wails resounded in the night sky. A caravan was surrounded by numerous torches, some with broadswords, others with axes, slashing and killing indiscriminately.
In a four-wheeled carriage. Yan Lu listened to the miserable shouts outside the car, and his little hand clenched the light saber hidden in his sleeve.
The startled salamander is calm and composed, but it is struggling with contradictions in his heart.
This caravan was unlucky, and it seemed that it was about to arrive in Songhai, but unexpectedly encountered bandits here.
Several of the guards had already died.
She was hesitating to make a move. On the one hand, I don't want to expose my strength, but on the other hand, I know that I can't avoid it, and I also want to save people.
After all, there is no less trouble along the way, and food and drink are provided by others.
But what she hesitated was that if she exposed her strength, she might be found by the net.
The nets are said to be pervasive, but this is not an empty phrase.
Almost all of the Seven Kingdoms have spies who have infiltrated all walks of life. Maybe this gang of bandits, or maybe this caravan is hiding the snare.
As a Tianzi-level killer of the net, how could she not know the horror of the net.
She didn't want to make a move, but this gang of bandits was so powerful that the caravan guards couldn't stand it, and when they were killed and wounded, they would eventually come to the door.
Acting earlier could save a few more lives.
Before you know it, the salamander's blood is starting to heat up.
He touched Yan Lu's head and said softly, "You stay in the car and don't move, I'll go out and have a look." ”
Yan Lu looked at her with teary eyes and nodded obediently.
The startled salamander lifted the curtain, and a beautiful face was instantly illuminated by the firelight.
Wu Nian was like a ghost at the moment, standing in the darkness not far away, and the moment he saw the startled salamander come out, his eyes lit up.
The salamander jumped out of the carriage and instead of using her salamander sword, she picked up an ordinary sword from the ground.
An ordinary sword is no longer ordinary at this moment, it is in the grasp of the startled salamander, and the blade of the sword is beginning to show its edge.
The guards were forced backwards, and the encirclement shrank smaller and smaller.
One of the guards was smashed to the ground by two bandits, and one of them slashed at his head with an axe.
At this moment, a trembling sword sounded in the night sky, and a white light slashed across his neck, and the smell of blood instantly diffused.
The thief "pounced" and fell to his knees weakly, the axe falling from his hand, and his head hanging low as if it had lost its support.
The figure of the startled salamander was constantly moving rapidly in the crowd, and the sword in its hand was harvesting human lives all the time.
Wu Nian's brain was running at a high speed at this time.
The original plan of recognition was overturned by him, because he felt that it would not only make people unbelievable, but also make people wary of themselves and guard against themselves.
He now plans to use another method, this method does not require Yan Lu to personally see the living nameless, and the effect can be much higher than the success rate of his original plan.
"I'm actually a senior brother Yan Lu has never met, and I'm too uncompetitive, which causes the master to dislike me and refuse to recognize me."
"I want to tell him that Master, his old man is not dead, I have seen him, and I have taken his clothes as a testimony, and I will also know his swordsmanship."
"Well, that's it, little brat, I don't believe I can't fool you."
"All I lacked was a reasonable opportunity to reach out to both of them, and now this opportunity has come."
The startled salamander turned into a Valkyrie and killed indiscriminately among the bandits, and the guards' eyes were straight.
The leader's eyes were wide open, and there was no human figure in his pupils, only sword lights that lit up from time to time.
He never thought that the woman he kindly took in halfway would have such a high level of force, and at that time he thought that he was afraid that her mother and son would be humiliated by thieves, but now it seems that the orphans and widows of the family dare to travel far away, and they have something to rely on.
Now, it is clear who protects whom and who takes care of whom.
Thankfully, his kindness was reciprocated, otherwise the whole caravan would have been over tonight.
Wu Nian slowly untied the burden on his back and took out Bai Hong.
He carried his sword and walked step by step towards the startled salamander dozens of meters away.
Step by step, he stepped out of the dark shadows and into the area illuminated by the torches in the hands of the bandits.
A thief held an inferior broadsword in both hands, watching his partners in the battle center scream and wail, he instantly sweated, and his heart sprouted a retreat, and he began to retreat step by step.
Suddenly, he felt as if he had hit a man in the back, and then he was horrified to find that at some point, an unsheathed sword had been placed at his throat.
He saw the hand holding the sword, coming from behind him. He turned his head slowly, and cold sweat instantly trickled out of the pores of his body.
"Boom!"
The hand holding the sword, the thumb flicked the hilt of the sword, Bai Hong half of his body came out of the sheath, and a cold light lit up, cutting his throat. The moment the sword was unsheathed, he saw the sword master behind him from the blade illuminated by the firelight. It was a young man who was still very immature.
In the group of thieves, unknowingly, a stranger dressed as a chivalrous man suddenly appeared. In front of him, a bandit fell to the ground, his eyes wide, and his blood gushed on the dry sand.
At the moment when Bai Hong was unsheathed, the trembling sound of the sword had already attracted the attention of the bandits.
This group of people who have been licking blood on the knife for a long time are not all bad breeds, and there are not a few rangers like Wu Nian who were hacked to death by them indiscriminately.
Each one has the same characteristics, and it is called "chivalrous and righteous", but in the eyes of the bandits, it is not knowing whether to live or die.
A bandit held a torch and rushed towards Wu Nian with a roar. Within two steps of approaching, the torch slammed into Wu Nian's head, and the flames slashed through the air current, torn by the wind and made a hula sound.
Wu Nian's expression was indifferent and cold, only slightly to the right side, his cold pupils turned with the slashing flames, and his right hand was slightly raised, and the white rainbow that was still hidden in the scabbard was lying at the throat of the bandit.
"Boom!"
Wu Nian pulled the scabbard, and half of Bai Hong's sword body came out of the sheath, wiping off the thief's neck.
A sword scabbard, Bai Hong was once again put into the scabbard.
Draw the sword!
This is a swordsman's most elegant killing sword technique.
The startled salamander, which was stained with blood like splashing ink, also found Wu Nian, who saw the unevenness of the road and drew a knife to help.
She killed one person in one step, trying to get closer to Wu Nian's side. There are too many bandits, just looking at the number of torches, there are no less than a hundred, not to mention that most of them do not hold torches.
From the perspective of the soldiers, the current situation belongs to the situation of being divided and surrounded.
The siege of hundreds of people, even a first-class master, can only temporarily retreat, otherwise, even if it wins, it will be a miserable victory. With this amount alone, queuing up to kill you can make people half dead.
At this time, the enemies around the startled salamander were all attracted by Wu Nian, and they all flocked to Wu Nian. This woman is too powerful to kill. That young man should be much weaker, first drown the man with crowd tactics, and then turn back to clean up the woman.
That's what a bunch of big guys think.
The startled salamander quickly eliminated the dozen or so bandits who were haunting her and delaying her actions, and then quickly rushed over to support Wu Nian.