Song Xiaoxiao turned into five with one sword.

The three sword pieces rattled around the direction of the bronze bowl and shot towards the dervish's body, and the other two sword blades did not return to their own aid, but completely ignored the blue light short sword of the long-robed swordsman, and stabbed diagonally at his face with a sharp sweep!

Even though the cultivators were in war, the middle-aged man in the green shirt was still paying attention to the majesty of the capital's rivers and lakes

Cruel: If you kill me, you will die, I have practiced for many years in the night of the rivers and lakes in the capital, I am not afraid of the difference between life and death, you have practiced for many years under the protection of famous mountains and rivers, are you afraid of death?

The long-robed swordsman was afraid of death, his face was slightly pale, and he pointed at the sword and scattered it, forcibly recalled the blue light short sword that had just flown out of the land of half an arrow, and at the most dangerous moment, he flew two sword pieces that hit his eyes, just this one action made his right hand tremble slightly, and the green tendons on the back of his white hand loomed.

The ascetic next to him looked at the three sword pieces that attacked his body with a solemn expression, and it was too late to recall the cumbersome copper bowl bodyguard, only to see him clumsily drink a vague word, and the string of prayer beads between the tiger's mouth in his left hand floated up, whirling around his body, only to see a spark splashing around, and in an instant, he didn't know how many times he collided with the three sword pieces with strange traces!

The sword shadow broke through the air, the copper bowl rose in the water, the blue light short sword pierced the door of the house, the gray sword shadow turned into five sword pieces, the blue light short sword lightning escaped, the rosary was suspended and protected, every link contained a very terrible danger, as long as one place was not handled properly, these three strong people would be splashed with blood and died.

The time scale in the world of the strong is different, this seemingly complicated and dangerous long process, in the real world, it is only a very short moment, at that time, the water splashed by the copper bowl is still in the air into pieces of glass has not fallen, the rain in the courtyard is still slowly weaving the rain curtain, and those crossbow-wielding Qin army elites have no reaction at all.

Suddenly!

The elites of the Qin army reacted in the shortest possible time, quickly pulled the trigger, and dozens of arrows shot towards the mansion gate with a strong wind-breaking sound, at this time, the five sword pieces were fighting with the two cultivators in the listening rain building, Song Xiaoxiao had no ability to protect himself, and he could only be shot into a hedgehog by those crossbow arrows.

And at this moment, when the crossbow arrows were about to arrive in front of Song Xiaoxiao, a jet-black spear went across the air, and the snow-bright blade illuminated the layers of rain curtains very clearly, and all those dense crossbow arrows were swept in!

The soles of the boots stepped into the puddle at the main gate of the Song Mansion, like nails into the ground, the hands holding the spear were as firm as steel, Luo Fan didn't know when he went around to Song Xiaoxiao's body, the muscles on his wrist and forearm tensed and relaxed at an unimaginable speed, driving the jet-black spear to rotate quickly around his wrist, turning into a thick round shield, illuminating the old black mask on his face, and shaking those dense crossbow arrows away.

When a crisp sound erupted in front of the two of them, more than a dozen crossbow arrows were forcibly shaken away by the hard spears, and they shot at a high speed diagonally, piercing on the wooden door plaque at the main gate of the Song Mansion, followed by a muffled sound.

Dozens of crossbow arrows were like a torrential rain, even if the law of falling into the world was good, it could not be completely blocked, but his pupils shrunk at this time, and his eyes were extremely sharp, like an eagle flying in the grassland sky, seeing all the details in front of him clearly, his mind was as calm as an eagle, and he only caught the shooting angle of the crossbow arrows by feeling, and only waved his guns at those crossbow arrows that could hurt himself and Song Xiaoxiao, and ignored those arrows in the edge direction.

At this moment, as if his innate sense of danger and judgment were at a very important role, those seemingly extremely dangerous crossbow arrows grazed his earlobes, pierced the hem of his shirt and plunged into the crevices of the rain-soaked bluestone slabs, without causing any damage.

"Attack!" shouted an elite leader of the Qin army.

With this order, the elites of the Qin army who had fired a round of crossbow arrows were divided into two groups, one group quickly pulled the arrows, and more than a dozen soldiers pulled out their steel knives at their waists and rushed towards the main gate of the Song Mansion in silence.

A master of the Qin army kicked the wet ground with both feet, as if he rushed towards the last round of crossbow arrows, and there was still some distance from the gate of the mansion, only to hear him roar, jumping high with a knife in both hands, and slashing down on the top of Luo Fan's head with an irresistible momentum.

The eyes exposed outside the black mask drooped slightly, Luo Fan looked at the rain in front of him, and didn't seem to see the ferocious knife that was about to die, only to see his wrist flip, the spear turned into a white line, and the last two crossbow arrows were picked off with great precision, and then ...... The shadow of the gun flickered and disappeared.

The rainy night is dark and deep, and there is a hidden light in the building, and when the gun is raised, the blade of the gun reflects the light and becomes a light, if the shadow of the gun disappears, then there is only one possibility, that is, the spear is now in a static state.

The ordinary spear in his hand was still in the neck of the Qin army master at this time, and the blade of the spear was deeply wedged into the man's neck about half the distance.

The blade of the gun broke through the skin and flesh and clamped tightly, blood gushed out from the very slight edge, and then quickly washed dry by the increasing night rain, Luo Fan was holding the bottom of the handle with his left hand, and his right hand was holding the front of the handle of the gun, and he looked down slightly at a drop of rain splashing turbidity on the bluestone slab, maintaining a posture of turning his knees and waist.

Time seems to stop at this moment, but it doesn't really stop. Luo Fan pulled his left arm like lightning, and the blade of the spear brought a tooth-aching sound on the neck of the Qin army master, which was the sound of metal grinding against the strong neck bone. Just as the Qin army master was staring at him and falling down, Luo Fan grabbed the handle of the gun with his left hand and pushed forward, and the shadow of the gun jumped up with the rain and stabbed into the throat of the second enemy.

Holding the handle of the gun with both hands staggered, his footsteps were like a leopard in the grass jumping and avoiding in a very small range, and Luo Fan swept with a wrong hand, smashing over the enemy attacking on the left, and then his body turned and suddenly exerted force, the blade of the gun pierced through the rain curtain, facing the blade of the knife handed from the night, and pierced deep into the chest of the fourth enemy.

As soon as he saw his face, the four elites of the Qin army died under his gun, blood sprayed everywhere from the broken body, as if it was more dense than rain, Luo Fan fulfilled his promise, and did not let a single person hurt Song Xiaoxiao's body with a crossbow arrow, as for the more and more majestic rain, it was not something he cared about.

The three cultivators were fighting life and death on the stage of Heaven and Earth Vitality, and those elites of the Qin Army thought that they had captured the best opportunity to make a move, but they didn't expect that the young man who was standing silently behind Song Xiaoxiao was actually such a fierce character, probably shocked by Luo Fan's sharp and weird marksmanship, the black mask in the eyes of the elites of the Qin Army actually became a little terrifying, and the pace of rushing forward subconsciously slowed down a little.

Luo Fan held the gun in both hands, and the black mask wet by the rain slowly rose and fell, and his brows furrowed.

The Great Qin army is the most disciplined and powerful army in the world, and these soldiers who appeared in the Song Mansion tonight are the elite of the Great Song army, like this The elite of the army, no matter how powerful and terrifying the enemy is, as long as the superior does not give an order to retreat, then they will definitely not retreat, as long as there is no military order, even if there is an abyss in front of them, they will bravely rush over, and they will definitely not slow down timidly.

Three very subtle springs sounded, and the torrential rain fell loudly, hitting the roof of the Listening Rain Building, and the hard bluestone slab made a thunderous sound, successfully covering up these three subtle sounds.

But Luo Fan never relaxed, he stared at the elites of the Qin army who seemed to be timid and invincible, holding the handle of the gun with both hands, and listening intently to any sound in the rainy night, so he caught the three extremely subtle machine spring sounds in the first time, and at the same time made his own judgment in the first time: Shenhou crossbow!

The Shenhou crossbow is the most terrifying weapon carried by the Qin army's individual soldiers, with a crossbow box inside, which can fire ten crossbow arrows at a time, and what is even more terrifying is that the spring of the Shenhou crossbow has been specially designed to fire crossbow arrows at a very fast speed. This kind of weapon has created countless glories in the history of the Great Qin Empire's conquest of the world, but it is a pity that because the special steel required to make the Shenhou crossbow is getting less and less, it will gradually withdraw from the standard equipment of the Qin army, but I didn't expect it to appear tonight.

The elite of the Qin army who were ambushed in the Song Mansion did not use the Shenhou crossbow at first, because they did not have the confidence to use the Shenhou crossbow to kill Song Xiaoxiao who was in an intact state, and the young man wearing a black mask was not worth using the Shenhou crossbow to deal with. They originally wanted to use ordinary crossbow arrows to cooperate with the ascetics and long-robed swordsmen to gradually consume Song Xiaoxiao's strength, and finally use the Shenhou crossbow to launch a fatal blow, but the current situation did not allow them to do so - because without using the Shenhou crossbow, they couldn't even kill the young man wearing a black mask, let alone Song Xiaoxiao.

A raindrop the size of a soybean fell from the top edge to the bottom edge of the black mask, and in such a short period of time, Luo Fan had figured out so many things, and at the same time, his left hand had already quietly left the slender hilt of the gun and reached his waist, and his fingertips were about to touch the bladeless long sword wrapped in coarse cloth.

He is not one of those powerful cultivators, he is just an ordinary teenager, although countless bloody battles have made him a little unusual, but he does not have the confidence to rely on the spear in his hand to deal with the Shenhou crossbow after all, and can only hope that the bladeless long sword will protect the lord again.

At this moment, a series of subtle and crisp sounds sounded again in the Song Mansion in the rain, which were more crisp than the sound of raindrops falling on the strings, and faster than the flying of wild bees plucked by the most mysterious luthiers.

Ding Ding Ding Ding ...... Tintin Ding ...... Tintin ...... Fourth!

The five extremely dim sword shadows silently listened to the return of the rain tower at some point, shuttling and flying at high speed like wild bees in the court, weaving an impermeable net, as if they had spirituality, accurately capturing the shooting trajectory of each crossbow arrow of the Shenhou crossbow, intercepting all the ten crossbow arrows, and then flying one by one!

Song Xiaoxiao stood in the rain, his slightly pale face had no emotion except for calmness, only to see his right hand hanging outside his sleeve slowly opened, and the five sword pieces swished and flew back to his body, caged around and flying at high speed, and the rain around the two of them was cut out by the breath of the sword piece, showing the white line.