Shout!

The second feather arrow came one after another like lightning, accompanied by a palpitating sound of entering the flesh, and hit the middle-aged scholar's chest, and the arrow was nowhere else, which was where the first feather arrow broke through the green shirt and broke through the soft armor!

The third arrow seemed to have no sequence, and it came again in an instant, and it also hit the hole that was gradually widened, and the arrow was no longer hindered before, but it actually shot through his body fiercely!

No one knew how Luo Fan did it, in a very short moment of lightning, he shot three feather arrows in a row with the seemingly ordinary boxwood hardwood bow in his hand, and no one could understand why this seemingly ordinary young soldier had such terrifying archery skills and could shoot the same extremely small area three times in a row!

The middle-aged scholar felt a hard and thick wooden stick hit his chest hard, and he was shocked and took two steps back, and then he felt that his chest was a little hot, and the heat turned into a hot one in the end.

He subconsciously looked down and saw a feather arrow entering his chest, and a small section of arrow shaft and arrow feathers remained outside the green shirt, infected with blood, like a red flower.

The middle-aged scholar stared in disbelief at the wet red flower on the green shirt on his chest, and a look of absurdity and dismayness appeared on his blood-soaked face.

He slowly and weakly sat down among the fallen leaves and mud on the ground.

Even a cultivator, even a cultivator who used the Demon Sect method to absorb the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi into his body, had no way to continue to control his mind after his heart was shot through.

The invisible thread between heaven and earth broke abruptly the moment he sat down.

The bloodstained severed finger that had lost control could no longer threaten a ninja, even though that ninja was now extremely weak.

Lu Qingchen raised his eyebrows slightly, and shook the severed finger in front of him.

The severed finger flew past his old face, landing on the carriage behind the old man, only to hear a few crisp pops, and half of the carriage collapsed and disintegrated, turning into rubble.

This truncated finger condensed the slight amount of heaven and earth vitality that the middle-aged scholar had forcibly absorbed before, and although it had lost control of its mind, it could still cause such a terrifying effect. If it weren't for those three feathered arrows, this amputated finger would definitely cause extremely serious damage to the old man, and then this assassination would definitely have a completely different ending.

The people who survived the field knew this very well, and the middle-aged scholar was naturally the one who understood the key the most, he looked at the arrow feathers on his chest painfully, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at the back of the car formation, wanting to see what the archer looked like.

Shoot three lightning arrows at the most critical moment, forcibly break through the precise light armor with powerful and invincible archery skills, kill a great swordsman almost inconceivably, turn the tide and save Her Royal Highness Princess Daqin from danger...... Is it time to enjoy the shock, gratitude, or even adoration in the eyes of everyone?

Luo Fan didn't think so, there was no trace of a relieved smile on his face, he still clenched the boxwood hardwood bow in his hand, the arrow was on the string, the string had been opened, aiming at the great swordsman sitting under the tree, but his ears were listening to the slight sound above the woods.

He was on the lookout.

"Xiahou. ”

"Xiahou!"

"Xiahou ......"

When the maidservant told him that the great swordsman should be Xiahou's subordinate, and the other party had admitted this before, Luo Fan had been silently reciting the name in his heart.

Xiahou is not called Xiahou so-and-so.

His surname is Xia Minghou.

As one of the four kings and generals with the heaviest authority in Great Qin, this person is invincible in martial arts, famous in battle, and his character is even more brave and ruthless.

His own surname is Xia, but he does not allow his children to be surnamed Xia, but his full name has become their surname, the eldest son Xiahou Jing, the second son Xiahou Wei, and so on. ”

"It's for the Xiahou clan. ”

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General Xiahou is a celebrity, but Luo Fan has been silently reading his name in his heart, from narration to shock to faint ridicule, naturally not for this reason.

He hadn't seen Xia Hou.

It's just that I've heard too many stories about him in the army, and what is hidden under the general's brutal and rugged appearance is a cold and intelligent heart, and it is a fact that he is ruthless and cruel and easy to kill, but this person will always trust his own hands, so he will never put all his ambition to assassinate the princess in the hands of the middle-aged scholar in the green shirt, who is obviously not a descendant.

That man will surely send his most loyal dead man to keep an eye on the assassination, observe the development of events, and maybe even jump out at some critical moment to end everything.

In Luofan's view, now is the best moment.

Half of the carriage collapsed, half of the carriage was intact, and Daoist Lu opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, looking at the maidservant's side, with a gentle smile on his face.

The handsome maid nervously lifted the hem of her skirt and ran over there.

Luo Fan's right hand reached out like lightning, knocking her to the ground.

The thin branches above the head shattered into pieces, crackling, obscuring people's eyes, and in the rubble, two masked men dressed in black appeared, roaring and throwing two metal pellets downward, and at the same time, the long sword behind his back was drawn out of its sheath, cold and piercing!

The two whistling metal pellets were painted with red dots, and they were fire oil bombs that only the elite of the border army would be equipped with in very small quantities, and the burning power was extremely terrifying.

Luo Fan has been mixed in the border camp for half a year, naturally he will not be a stranger, he threw away the bow and arrow as fast as possible, slapped the Zangfeng sword on his waist with both hands, and shouted loudly: "Flash!"

Just a moment after the flashing word sounded, the long sword that had been hanging on Luo Fan's waist without a blade appeared in Luo Fan's hand.

Although the long sword had no edge, at this time, there was a faint halo around the sword, and the halo appeared like a canopy in the dense forest of the North Mountain Road that had already fallen at night, blocking the stars.

The two fire oil bombs fell to the ground and burst into flames, and the vigorous flames rolled up the fallen leaves on the ground, and then these leaves made the fire even more vigorous, and suddenly it became a raging force that could not be stopped at all.

The guards who were still alive around the convoy looked at the fire that was rising into the sky, thinking of the nobles hiding there, and fell into a cold all over their bodies, they were so badly injured that they could not rush to support at all, and could only watch as the blazing wall of fire instantly swallowed everything there, and let out a desperate howl.

However, they didn't see it, it was not burned, the hot and blazing tongue of fire spewed out the halo of the long sword, it became very strange and faint, impenetrable, what kind of sword is this, although it has no edge, it can cover the stars like a canopy of heaven, and it can also block the flames!

Under this halo, Luo Fan nervously lowered his head, closed his eyes, pursed his lips, and held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, resisting the terrifying flames that were close at hand, and the left hand holding the hilt of the sword was tense for a while, and relaxed helplessly for a while, looking extremely nervous, as if he was struggling with something in his heart.

Although this sword has no blade, but once, for some reason, it actually pierced Luofan's hand, but from this hand, this sword seems to have life, and every time Luofan has a life crisis, it will automatically protect Luofan.

"Take it!"

Luo Fan handed the hilt of the sword to the maidservant, and there was no doubt that he could not refuse. Then he jumped and ran towards the two men in black who were about to come over.

The maid was also under the halo, her slightly curly hair swayed between her delicate eyebrows, she felt the high temperature of a halo, looking at the little fire through the halo, she was extremely nervous, and when her eyes followed the gap of the halo and saw the battle picture that was about to unfold, her eyes revealed a touch of confusion and shock.

The black-clothed man hidden in the woods had been calm for a long time, silently watching the response of the princess's convoy, judging the other party's response, and finally determined where his assassination target was, and then they moved their bodies, and successfully attracted the energy of the old man Lu Qingchen with the help of the great swordsman and the giant man, and quietly approached the place to attack.

The sky was full of broken wood, jumping from the stars in the forest to the world, the two men in black chose a very delicate time, very ruthless and accurate, as soon as they shot two fire oil bombs, and then quickly approached the opponent for close sniping, so that Luo Fan had no possibility of performing magical archery skills at all.

They weren't powerful cultivators, but they were more professional assassins than those practitioners.

Two black-clothed assassins jumped down among the stars, Luo Fan's expression did not change much, and he did not panic, the moment he handed the hilt of the sword to the maidservant, the spear was raised.

The muscles of his waist, abdomen and legs tightened suddenly, and his legs seemed to be equipped with some kind of machine spring, and he jumped suddenly in place without running or getting up.

At this time, the fire oil bomb also happened to start burning, and his figure was on the wall of fire, looking like he was stepping on a blazing tongue of fire, floating through the fire.

The man forcibly passed through the flames in the air, his hands clenched into hollow fists, and he naturally swung from the side of his face to the back of his body with inertia, his legs swept back, and his body leaned forward, and his movements appeared unusually natural and coordinated, as wonderful as a bird gliding.

Jumping over the wall of fire and floating in the air, Luo Fan always stared at the two black-clothed assassins when he was doing these actions, without any distractions in his eyes, focusing and calming to the extreme, so that he looked extremely calm and calm.

The black maid looked at his figure jumping out of the wall of fire through the tiny gap under the black umbrella, and saw the calm between the young man's eyebrows and eyes under the firelight, and somehow felt that his body became extremely cold.

At this moment, she remembered the scene she saw with the crown prince hunting half a year ago.

At that time, the young tiger jumped over the bushes and pounced on her, his front paws slightly grasped, his hind feet shrunk slightly, there was no cruel and bloody look in his eyes, he was unusually calm and focused, and in that moment of lightning and flint, he actually had a certain calm and even graceful temperament. However, the tiger's eyes were the most terrifying she had ever seen in her life, and she was even awakened by the calm and calm gaze of the tiger in her sleep at midnight.

- Calm without emotions represents strength and self-confidence, and focus represents will and determination. The tiger preys, castration focuses on calmness and not coldness, because tearing all enemies to pieces is not what it wants to vent, but only its natural instinct to survive, but it is accustomed to knowing the talent or talent that it is very good at.

In the firelight, the maidservant looked at Luo Fan's face and did so.

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The assassin who has been killing people in the night all his life is the most sensitive creature to danger, and the servant girl can feel the danger hidden under Luo Fan's calm and focused expression, and when the two black-clothed assassins stared at the figure of the young man who jumped over the wall of fire, they subconsciously felt nervous, even more nervous than when they assassinated the Yan army rangers, and the hand holding the long sword was a little inexplicably stiff.

In the whistling wind, Luo Fan jumped into the middle of the two, and the corners of his cotton robe were burned, bringing out several faint lines of fire in the dense forest at night.

The spear swept through like a wind and rain, and a series of extremely piercing metal blades suddenly sounded in the forest, and where the strong wind started, the faint line of fire brought out by the burning cotton robe was blown into a more subtle spark, but the battlefield shone brighter than before.

The guns and swords collided, Luo Fan's body flicked forward, his feet were forcibly inserted between the two black-clothed assassins in a few wrong steps on the fallen leaves, and his wrist turned into a sweep, and he slashed along the back of the opponent's sword like lightning, not giving the other party a chance to change his move at all, and pressed the momentum with momentum, and cut into the opponent's ribs with two pops!

The heavy spear blade stabbed into the chest of the two black-clothed assassins from diagonally below, blood and flesh were squeezed out of the tip of the spear, and the two black-clothed assassins screamed miserably and died, and just as they were dying, one of the assassins burst out with the strong willpower of the Great Qin soldiers, abandoned the sword and used his hand to trap the spear of Luofan!

At this moment, another black-clothed assassin fell down like a ghost, and the short knife he held in both hands was shining, slashing at the back of Luofan's neck without returning!

There's a third assassin in the woods!

No matter how you look at it, those two assassins should have made one last attempt, but they didn't expect that they were still lying behind, this method seems redundant and redundant, but in fact it is full of ruthlessness with the lives of their companions and their own lives!

Luo Fan silently complained in his heart, and then let go of his hands without hesitation, and let the black-clothed assassin who broke out in the small universe before his death clench his spear with his life and both hands, while he raised his free hands above his head, in the fading firelight, in the deeper and deeper night, he held the handle of the hard erection wrapped in blood-sucking cotton, and suddenly pulled out a knife he was hiding!

Holding the long hilt of the knife with both hands, it came out of the sheath with a sharp sound, Luo Fan didn't even look behind him, his waist and abdomen suddenly exerted force, twisted his body and turned, poured his whole body strength into the long knife, and slashed into the night sky with the momentum of burning the sky!

As if there were eyes in the back of his head, this fierce knife slashed at the black-clothed assassin who was rapidly falling, and the sharp blade slashed the short knife held in the assassin's hand!

Then the long knife slashed into his neck bone without hindrance!

The blade was inexhaustible, and it actually stopped halfway into it!

The black-clad assassin didn't have time to snort when he jumped from the treetops, fell to the dead leaves, and fell to his knees as soon as his knees went limp.

Luo Fan stepped back and grabbed the hilt of the knife on the chest of the previous assassin, pulled it out vigorously, walked back to the man and slashed it with his backhand, and the blade slashed into the other side of the neck, meeting the neck bone of the previous blade.

Blood sprayed, and the black-clad assassin's head fell with a click, and the bones rolled over his knees, over the fallen leaves, and rolled far and far through the forest.

In the war between Great Qin and Yan State, the vanguard led by General Xiahou had assassinated countless Yan State rangers, and those mysterious assassination teams were composed of elite sergeants, and there were no cultivators, but they were very strong on the battlefield, and there were even cases of successful assassination of cultivators.

Most people don't know what kind of structure the mysterious assassination team under General Xiahou is, but Ma Shixiang knows that he was an assassin at that time, and he was transferred to Weicheng as a border general because of his serious injuries, and he informed Luo Fan of this.

Luo Fan knew that the assassin team under Xiahou usually acted together with three people.

So since he heard Xia Hou's story, he kept an eye on it, and he always had a knife hidden in his body, which was his life-saving knife, because his life belonged to Li Yixue.

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