"Thief, give me death!"

The commander was furious to the extreme, and when he shot, he burst out with all his strength, and the violent wind exploded, stirred, and pounced in all directions!

In the midst of the turmoil of the wind, the long sword flashed through the cold light, broke through the air, and stabbed Lu Nian's door directly.

"Good time!"

Lu Nianchou was standing on the spot, swept by the violent wind, the wide black robe hunted, and the black hair was dancing wildly.

In the face of such a dangerous situation, he did not dodge or dodge, but just shouted, and the Silver Sparrow Knife exploded in mid-air like a dark thunderbolt.

Airplanes!

The sword light surged vertically and horizontally and collided with the long sword that came with the wind, and the rolling sound wave suddenly resounded.

Lu Nianchou suddenly felt that the power on the other party's arms was very terrifying, one level higher than himself.

This is obviously a master of cultivating outsiders, if an ordinary person in the rivers and lakes is chopped off by this sword, he will definitely be hit by the weapon and fly away, and his head will be cut directly.

It's just that Lu Nianchou is not an ordinary person, he cultivates both inside and outside, and his sword skills are even greater, even if the enemy's foreign kung fu is good, he has the confidence to kill him within ten moves.

However, at this moment, there were more than a dozen Mongolian elites beside him, who rushed forward without fear of death.

"Kill!"

They roared wildly, and even at all costs, they wanted to use their bodies and hands to entangle Lu Nianchou and create opportunities for the commander.

Lu Nianchou held the long knife in his hand and stabbed deeply into the enemy's body, but the man screamed loudly while desperately grabbing the long knife with both hands.

"Kill, kill...... Him! ”

Blood gushed out of this mouth, Lu Nianchou was destroyed by his internal force, and directly poked a big hole in his chest, and his palm was directly cut off, kicking it away with one kick and falling to the ground.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the commander flew up and displayed twelve swords in a row, intending to completely dismember the enemy.

The wind screamed, and the swift and peerless long sword flashed coldly, just looking like it made people feel their scalps tingle.

Lu Nianchou was swordsman, constantly slashing and blocking, but it was still difficult to break out of the encirclement, but he was shocked and painful.

He was besieged and killed by seven or eight Mongolian elites at this time, and the enemy was not afraid of death, even if he was injured, he had to use his body to buy time, and once someone fell, someone would immediately make up for it.

"Shoot the man first and shoot the horse first, capture the thief and capture the king first, you must kill the commander first, otherwise with this person in the way, it will be difficult to get out at all, and sooner or later he will die here."

He knew that at this time, he had reached an existential crisis, and continuing to be besieged by the enemy would only be a dead end.

Lu Nianchou's internal force was running wildly, ignoring those Mongolian elite swords and guns, and a hideous look flashed on his face and shouted: "Give me death!" ”

At this moment, the silver sparrow knife in his hand seemed to turn into a touch of moonlight.

Rumble!

The blade made a violent buzzing sound, and it was the Moon Chasing Knife, one of the two major killer moves of the Lu family's sword technique!

"What kind of martial arts is this!"

"How can it be so strong? Even if you practice martial arts from your mother's womb, you can't be so strong! ”

Qianfu's pupils constricted, and his whole body was terrified, and he knew in his heart that as long as he couldn't block this knife at this moment, he would die.

"Ahh

At the moment of life and death, his eyes were red and he roared, and his already thick arms suddenly swelled again, and he lifted the iron sword with both hands and smashed it over.

There was only a "bang", and there was a faint cracking sound in the air.

"This knife! This knife! I don't want to die! ”

The face of the commander was distorted, and there was a madness and unwillingness in his eyes, and the speed of Lu Nianchou's sword technique was far beyond imagination.

"Ahh

Only half of the screams stopped abruptly, and in the eyes of everyone in disbelief, his head swelled violently and exploded!

Bright red blood and snow-white brains were blown by the howling night wind, and several Mongolian soldiers behind them looked at each other.

He raised the long sword with both hands, still maintaining a slashing posture, but his body was still standing, but his head was broken by a knife, and he could not die anymore.

Lu Nianchou ignored it, broke out a killing move, and killed this person with a knife, but almost at the same time, his body was also slashed by those Mongolian soldiers with knives and guns.

Although he has light skills to dodge and a hard body protector, his back and left arm were torn open with two bloody wounds.

However, he secretly shouted in his heart that it was a fluke, that commander of the Mongolian army practiced foreign kung fu, and if he was replaced by any master of cultivating the inner family, it would be dangerous today.

Just when he was fighting with the enemy, Hong Lingbo also suffered an extremely terrible crisis.

Lu Nianchou was entangled by the enemy, it was difficult to break out of the encirclement, and she faced more and more enemies, and she couldn't stop slashing and killing in the shadow of swords and spears.

The long sword in her hand quickly slashed, blocking the enemy weapons that were attacking her, but there were too many enemies to attack, and the sword light was blocked.

Even though her swordsmanship was fast, there were still two flashes of sword light, volleying and slashing, bringing the sound of whirring and whistling.

At the same time, there were two spears like poisonous snakes, which usually attacked from the left and right sides, completely blocking the possibility of her dodging on both sides.

With a coquettish sound, Hong Lingbo took a breath of internal force, and his body miraculously soared, and then the sword light sprinkled like raindrops, enveloping the top of the enemy's head.

This is exactly the Tomb School's light martial arts, which shows its exquisite use at the most critical moment.

"Poof!!"

There was a sound of the machine starting, and dozens of long arrows were shot from the side.

Just now, she was entangled with those Mongolian elites, and those crossbowmen naturally didn't dare to act rashly, and at this time, they rose into the air and became a target.

Hong Lingbo secretly screamed that it was not good, the enemy's scimitars and spears below formed a death trap, and there was a rain of arrows above to completely envelop him, and for a while, the catastrophe in front of him was unavoidable.

With a delicate cry, she pointed out her slender feet, stepped on a spear with great precision, and flipped back with her strength, just to avoid the danger of the rain of arrows.

The sword flashed a shadow of light and greeted the scimitars and spears that attacked from behind and on the left and right wings.

She followed Li Mochou to practice for ten years, most of which was used in light exercises, and the body of the Tomb Sect was able to win with dexterity and treachery, which often allowed him to advance and retreat freely.

In the face of such a dangerous situation, it is the first time.

"Jingle Bell!"

In a series of golden and iron sounds, Hong Lingbo blocked a piece of knife light, but he was still inevitably injured, and was directly pierced through his left leg by a spear, and a bloody hole appeared, and blood splattered down.

Hong Lingbo exclaimed, and the swords and spears from all directions chased after him impenetrably.

Her face became extremely pale, her heart was filled with the fear of death, and the long sword in her hand slashed and slashed, but to no avail.

Hong Lingbo originally wanted to call for help, but when he thought about it, it was very likely that Lu Nianchou would also fall into a desperate situation.

Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth and refused to make a sound, seeing that she was about to fall from mid-air, pierced by the spear and scimitar.

"Get out of here!"

At this moment, a sword light suddenly split the heavy blade, and I saw Lu Nianchou's figure rising in the air and hugging Hong Lingbo.

In the clattering sound of weapons colliding, the short knife in Lu Nianchou's hand firmly protected every gap and flaw in Hong Lingbo.

Although in the shadow of the sword and spear, Hong Lingbo felt unprecedentedly safe.

By this time, the commander was dead, and the greatest threat had been removed, but the number of the Mongol elite was very large.

The surrounding enemies were like waves of rising and falling, and wave after wave surrounded them.

In order to rescue Hong Lingbo, Lu Nianchou has been fighting so far, but he has finally failed to break out of the encirclement and has fallen into the most dangerous situation.