"Fall victim to the big guys......"

Luo Fan looked at this scene and thought silently in his heart, but he felt two condensed gazes coming from beside him, turned his head to look, and found that the maid was looking at him quietly with a sideways face.

Looking at each other for a second or two is a short time, but it is a long time.

For the first time in his life, Luo Fan went against his original intentions, sighed helplessly in his heart, his leg muscles tightened slightly, inserted into the slightly wet soil, ready to exert his strength at any time.

In the distance, in the depths of the North Mountain Road, which became darker and darker because of the setting of the sun, between those gray-black branches, a gust of wind suddenly struck, and the new young girls on the branches were hidden under the protection of the old bark and were not harmed, but the leaves on the ground that had accumulated for many years were swept up and fluttered in the air, rattling, and then falling one after another.

In spring, the boundless forest is falling.

A burly man wearing dark light armor appeared in the depths of the North Mountain Road, and with a thunderous roar, a faint earth-colored light seeped out of the light armor on his body, shining and disappearing, as if the gods of heaven occasionally glanced at the clouds.

His two arms, as thick as a tree, slammed upward, turning a heavy stone that he had picked up from nowhere into a whizzing stone projectile and slamming it into the ornate carriage.

What a terrifying power that can turn a person into a long-range catapult siege machine!

The heavy stone roared and cracked into the air at high speed, and a branch shattered at the touch of a trace halfway, and hit the first carriage accurately and coldly along an arc.

Only a muffled sound was heard, and the richly decorated carriage with a sturdy internal structure suddenly scattered into a cloud of waste wood and rags, and there was faint blood from severed limbs inside.

The expressions of the Great Qin guards who had been kneeling on one knee outside the carriage with knives in their hands were still indifferent, as if they could not see that the carriage behind them had turned into garbage, and they could not see that Her Royal Highness the princess they had sworn to protect had been shattered, and they didn't even have a look of surprise on their faces, but could even faintly see a hint of relief and calm.

"Front, shoot!"

The leader of the guards snorted.

The three subordinates maintained a half-kneeling position, their right hands had already let go of the hilt, and the flat-ended powerful military crossbow arrows aimed at the depths of the forest and quickly slashed the board machine.

The Nine Arrows shot through the slowly fluttering leaves like lightning, and accurately hit the god-like man's body, but the burly man just waved his hand and brushed away the two crossbow arrows that were attacking the front door, ignoring the crossbow arrows that hit his chest.

The big man's stone-like palm was a little numb from the shock of the high-speed crossbow arrows, and the crossbow arrows on his chest were caught in the light armor, trembling twice like a long-legged insect that could not stand steadily, and then fell to the ground, and the tip of the arrow was covered with blood, probably only slightly injured.

Because the distance was too far, this wave of crossbow arrows did not play any role except for the above-mentioned effects, and the leader of the guards had already been mentally prepared for this, and there was no change in the expression of Sihao on his face, and he raised his right hand and shouted: "Wait!"

The three guards lowered their crossbow arrows and regained their grip on the hilt of the sword that was tilted upwards in their right hands.

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Because of the servant girl, Luo Fan originally planned to find an opportunity to rescue the poor scapegoat in the carriage, but the battle situation changed so quickly that he didn't have time to react, and the giant man flew from the sky, and the gorgeous carriage and the woman in the carriage all turned into a bloody scum.

With a hint of sympathy for the nameless woman, he glanced at the maidservant coldly, turned his head and looked at the depths of Beishan Road, his face was a little ugly.

By using some kind of cultivation secret technique, the giant man had such a violent and incredible power, but throwing a boulder weighing more than a thousand catties at such a distance still made him pay a great price, I saw that his face was flushed, sweat gushed out of the arrow holes on the light armor, and his legs trembled slightly, as if there were some signs of loss of strength.

I don't know why, in the face of such a good opportunity, the dozen or so guards with indifferent expressions did not choose to attack, but still vigilantly guarded around the second carriage.

The old man in his old robe sat in the carriage, his eyes still closed.

Suddenly, the old man's gray head started to flow, like a silver stream flowing in the dirty old robes, and the old sword placed horizontally in his knee began to buzz, and the sword body in the sheath kept colliding with the inner wall, as if he was impatient to be born and drink blood.

Urn...... Urn......... Urn!

Boom!

A clear bang!

The snow-bright short sword came out of its sheath on its own, and suddenly crossed the old man's knees, turning into a pale cyan sword light, rolling the leaves and splitting the wind, silently piercing the depths of the North Mountain Road, as if to penetrate the huge body of the god!

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Between the last twilight and the gloomy dense forest at the Beishan Pass, there seemed to be an invisible mirror, when the Xueliang short sword flew out of the sheath on the old man's knee and turned into a streamer, only to see that on the other side of the dense forest, there was a gray shadow faintly that could be the body of the Tongling sword roaring!

The light gray shadow like a shuttle like electricity, one moment it was still flying in the fallen leaves, and the next moment it came to the battlefield of the battle at the North Mountain Pass, and the first low hum turned into a roar like wind and thunder in the blink of an eye.

The gray shadow was extremely fast, and the power it carried directly shattered all the leaves within a few feet of it, and the silky broken leaves dragged a straight line behind the shadow, and at the end of the line was the old man who had no sword on his knees.

"Great Sword Master!"

Looking at the gray shadow that had become a wind and thunder, the guards who had always been as calm as stone sculptures finally changed their faces slightly, and someone shouted for warning. When the most powerful old man on his side made a move, and the sword came out of the old sheath on his lap and pointed it at the giant man in the depths of the forest, the strongest person of the enemy who had been hiding until now finally showed his trace.

It was a thunderstorm.

In order to assassinate Her Royal Highness the princess, the other party actually dispatched two monks beyond the power of the mortal world, and even dispatched a great sword master, this fact made everyone shudder, but the guards still didn't see the slightest timidity on their faces, only absolute emotion, and the head of the guards shouted: "Cut!"

A series of dense blades out of the sheath sounded continuously, and more than a dozen sharp steel knives with a momentum and determination of no return, accompanied by the light exhalation of the guards with all their might, slashed towards the open space in front of them, slash slash!

Each sword light was so fierce and powerful, cutting through the air, cutting through the imaginary hills, and forming a densely woven knife net, tightly protecting the old man without a sword on his knees.

The gray shadow that shuttled at high speed swept in front of the knife array, and saw that it was about to be cut down by those sharp knife movements, but suddenly made a strange pause in mid-air, and then circled sideways, wonderfully avoiding the direction of the knife array, and flew away with a snort.

The moment it appeared in the dense forest of the North Mountain Road, it had become a wind and thunder, and it seemed to be irresistible, but no one expected that after entering the real battle, the gray shadow would actually go smart and weird!

The moment the gray shadow of the shuttle turned, the speed dropped sharply, and finally I could vaguely see its body, like an extremely thin and dim sword shadow, as if a random gust of wind could blow it out of the clouds.

Such a sword shadow as thin as a cicada's wing, which felt no harder than a piece of paper, the trajectory was elusive, agile like a ghost, and in the process of turning and flying away with a snort, the blade of one of the guards lightning escaped, brushing his jaw, leaving a faint blood stain.

The next moment, the faint blood stain expanded rapidly, and the blood spurted out violently, the guard held the knife in his right hand, and covered his neck with his left hand, the blood overflowed wildly from his fingers, and he stared at the depths of the forest with angry eyes, and slowly fell forward, until the moment of death, he still did not see the powerful swordsman.

The gray sword shadow drew a rounded arc in the air, and the lightning swept back to the front of the sword formation again, in front and behind, the trajectory was unpredictable, and it was impossible to catch it, and in an instant, two more guards were killed.

The blood beads slowly fell in the air, the head of the guards had a cold and calm expression, his hands clenched the slender hilt, staring at the gray sword shadow, and suddenly his left foot stepped forward, his waist and abdomen suddenly exerted force, and the blade slashed down with lightning obliquely, and at the same time shouted: "He!"

With this sword array command, the four guards in front of him and behind him, who had been waiting for an opportunity for a long time, danced the steel knife in their hands into snowflakes, forcing the gray light sword shadow into a small space, and that space was immediately shattered by the oblique sword of the guard leader who had condensed all his essence!

The gray sword shadow was extremely fast, and it looked like it was about to be cut by the blade, but it forcibly made a pause in a very small space. The guard leader had been prepared for this for a long time, but he could only hear him snort, and his left hand held the end of the long knife handle and forcibly pressed it, and the blade that was slashing diagonally downward was lightning-like warped, just hitting the sword shadow!

There was a slight muffled sound, and the agile gray sword image was a thin snake that had been hit by a seven-inch struck and fell into the dust, falling into the thick layer of fallen leaves and rotting mud.

This was the first time since the battle that the Great Qin Guards' Sword Formation slashed the sword shadow of the enemy's Great Sword Master, but no one cheered, to be precise, there was no time to cheer, because the dead leaves on the ground began to vibrate violently and arched, like a giant snake that had awakened, quickly passing through the feet of the guards.

The dead leaves splashed with mud, and the gray-black sword shadow shot up, piercing like electricity, easily cutting through the cotton armor outside the thigh of a guard, cutting the fatal artery!

The suppressed muffled hum sounded in the knife array from time to time, and the guards fell down one after another, occasionally able to cut the gray light sword shadow, but they were never able to completely cut it into a dead object, the expression of the leader of the guards gradually appeared sad and angry, and in the depressed and tragic atmosphere, he took another step forward, held the long knife handle horizontally with both hands, and slashed again with a loud shout!

"Hey!" he yelled.

The last surviving guards shouted in unison, and rushed towards the gray shadow as if they were desperate, arranging the last barrier with their bodies and the sword light in their hands.

With two soft sounds, the bodies of the two guards fell to the ground without breath, and the earlobes of the head of the guards were neatly cut off in half, blood dripped down, and there were a few more bloody wounds on their bodies, like someone's drunken and presumptuous wild grass.

The gray sword shadow was slashed by the guards' blades for the seventh time, and its speed had become much slower than at the beginning, but it was not shot down after all, and it flew slowly with a roar, breaking through the sword formation, and came to the old man in the old robe.

At this time, everyone finally saw the gray sword shadow clearly, it was a small sword without a handle, the dim sword body was extremely thin, and there was no trace of blood left.

The leader of the guards, who was covered in blood, knelt down on one knee with a knife, lowered his head and gritted his teeth, and said unwillingly: There is only one knife missing...... It only takes one sword from himself and his brothers to complete this seemingly impossible task, but the Great Sword Master is still the Great Sword Master after all!

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The seemingly long battle process was actually just a few times when the sword wind was fierce, the sword shadow floated a few times, and the blood sprayed several times, and during this process, the old man in the old robe sitting in the carriage kept his eyes closed since the sword flew away from his lap, as if he didn't know that he was in great danger.

No one noticed that the old man's hands hanging lightly on his knees were trembling slightly, and the thumbs of both hands were quickly pressed on the two horizontal stripes of the middle index finger, like dragonflies touching water, as if some extremely complicated calculation was being carried out.

Just as the handleless sword flew in front of him, less than a foot from the center of his eyebrows, the old man finally opened his eyes and looked over.

At a glance, the handleless little sword hung in the air as if solidified, and it couldn't move in the slightest!

The giant man who was about to be forgotten by everyone in the depths of the dense forest, looked at the Xueliang Flying Sword that was crumpled into broken copper and iron by himself in the palm of his wide hand, and was stunned, and finally guessed what was going on, raised his head and roared in panic: "He is not a sword master!"

“...... He's a teacher!"