At night, Xiu'er visited the Nanchang City Prison at night, took the antidote pill for Zhao Da and the others, and even knocked out a group of jailers, took the two out of the prison and sent them outside the city.

Lin Nuo is a man who keeps his promises, and he promised that as long as the two of them are willing to sue the Anyi County Order, he will keep them alive.

The promise made will naturally be fulfilled, and for Xiu'er, saving two people from prison is really just a gesture.

In the early morning of the next day, feeling the coolness of the autumn air, Lin Nuo and his wife said goodbye to the same year, and then took a carriage and drove towards Jianchang Mansion.

In the past half a month of the imperial examination, his martial arts cultivation has been somewhat affected, so in the next half a year before the start of the Spring Festival, he is ready to devote all his thoughts to cultivation, and some unnecessary entertainment and trivial matters can be saved!

Along the way, Lin Nuo barely spoke again, he was very silent, and his eyes were half squinted for most of the time, as if he was thinking about something.

"Something?"

Hearing this, Lin Nuo opened his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said the method in his heart, "Xiu'er, do you think that with the strength of the two of us, is it possible to kill King Ning?"

"There is little hope, less than one percent!" Xiu'er didn't think about it, and gave the answer directly.

Lin Nuo nodded, he had already expected this result, and because of this, before leaving, neither of them mentioned killing King Ning, after all, if they wanted to kill a prince, it was not as simple as killing the Anyi County Ling family.

"In King Ning's Mansion, there are masters!" Xiu'er said.

"Better than you?"

"I haven't been beaten, I'm not sure, but if you want to entangle me, it's still okay!"

Lin Nuo was silent, he didn't know how strong Xiu'er's strength was, because the two had been together for more than half a year, and he had never seen Xiu'er go all out.

But even if you occasionally make a shot once or twice, although it is like a glimpse, but it is an understatement to subdue yourself, this strength is definitely not comparable to ordinary first-class martial artists!

"Phew!"

At this moment, the middle-aged coachman who was driving the car in front suddenly pulled the reins and stopped.

"Master, madam, there are strong men fighting in front, let's take a detour, shall we?"

Lin Nuo stepped out of the carriage and looked forward, only to see that outside the small forest on the right side of the official road in front of him, more than a dozen black-clothed and masked mysterious people, armed with long swords, surrounded a young man dressed in white with a cold face in the middle.

"Kill!"

The moment Lin Nuo stepped out of the carriage, the men in black made a move.

Thirteen figures, thirteen swords, formed a kind of sword formation, with a cold chill, flashing with a cold and cold light, instantly enveloping the man in white.

And at this moment, the man in white, who had been standing in place all the time and had not moved, suddenly moved, only to see the long sword that was originally behind him, and at some point, suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.

The hilt of the sword is black, the body of the sword is also black, the whole sword is black, pitch black, narrow, ancient, even if it is just a glance, Lin Nuo already understands that this is definitely a rare sword in the world!

Shout!

The man in white took out the sword, the edge and speed of that sword, Lin Nuo couldn't describe, even if he was far away, he could still clearly feel that if he faced that sword, he would definitely die, and he couldn't stop it or dodge it!

Sneer~~

The sound of the sword cutting through the flesh sounded, and with Lin Nuo's eyesight, he only saw a black afterimage flashing outside the woods, and the next moment, the thirteen masked assassins who had already attacked and killed the man in white fell to the ground in an instant, and a large amount of blood was spilled around his neck.

One sword, thirteen kills!

The sword flashed, and blood splattered!

The amazing sword, even Xiu'er, who had just walked out of the carriage, showed a surprised look, as if the other party's unbelievably fast sword was enough to arouse her jealousy.

Killing the enemy in an instant with a sword, the man in white shook the long sword casually, shaking off the blood on the sword, and then the sword was put into the sheath, and his eyes looked towards Lin Nuo's location.

To be exact, the other party was not looking at him, and his eyes fell on Xiu'er from beginning to end.

"Lin Nuo, who is in the new imperial examination, this is my lady, I don't know what to call a hero?"

Being targeted by a peerless swordsman is not a good thing for Lin Nuo, at least before his Jiuyang Divine Skill is not completed, it is definitely not a happy thing.

However, from beginning to end, the man in white ignored Lin Nuo's existence and didn't even look at him.

The next moment, the figure of the man in white suddenly rushed rapidly, and the black long sword that had already returned to the body in his hand instantly came out of the body again, and an afterimage crossed in mid-air, slashing towards Xue Xiu'er with a sword.

Shout!

Under the induction of the qi machine, Xiu'er's figure also rushed out suddenly at the moment when the other party made a move, raised his hand and pulled out the silver long sword from Lin Nuo's waist, and then the whole person was like a ghost, stepping on mysterious steps, and came to the other party in the blink of an eye.

Boom!

The sound of long swords colliding sounded, and the two of them parted with a touch and retreated several meters back from each other.

Immediately after, without any words, the two of them once again increased their speed to the extreme, using the woods outside the official road as a battlefield, and began a battle that was not like a mortal in Lin Nuo's eyes.

The entire forest was filled with the figures of the two of them, the black sword shadows and silver sword shadows flickered in the void from time to time, and the cold and sharp breath made the middle-aged coachman who was driving the car tremble, as if his whole body was out of control due to fear.

The sword of the man in white was sharp and cold, without any bells and whistles, from beginning to end, it was all stabbing and slashing, and other moves had never been used in his hands.

But because of this, he abandoned the superfluous sword moves and movements, and the speed of his sword was simply unbelievable, and that speed was simply not like what mortals should have.

The world's martial arts are invincible, only fast and unbreakable!

When the speed is extremely fast, all the swordsmanship moves look extremely ridiculous, people don't need to compete with you for any swordsmanship or sword formation, just a flash of sword light, and you hang up before you can react.

This extreme speed can only be blocked by the same extreme speed!

The speed of the man in white is extremely fast, but Xiu'er's speed is also beyond the limit of mortals.

Seeing that the two were fighting together, Lin Nuo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Xiu'er's major internal skill is the Nine Yin True Scripture of Yin attributes, and in terms of speed, there is already a large bonus.

In addition, the Dugu Nine Swords she cultivated, which can also be regarded as a static braking and fast swordsmanship, a life-and-death struggle, and neither of them can help anyone.

In the flash of light, the two of them had already fought hundreds of moves, but in fact, it was only ten breaths of time.

But in such a short period of time, this forest seemed to have been plowed over, and the ground that was originally full of withered yellow leaves was now covered with all kinds of sword marks and ravines, and one by one the broken trees fell to the ground, looking a mess.

Call!

After the two long swords collided again and separated, this time, the two did not strike again, but stood on the top of the trees, looking at each other vigilantly.

"The sword in my hand is forged from an extraterrestrial meteorite, the blade of the sword is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and thirteen taels!"

Perhaps Xiu'er's strength was recognized by him, and the man in white, who had a cold face from beginning to end, suddenly spoke.