Chapter Seventy-Six: A Rain of Arrows

Lin Xuan walked on the snow, leaving behind a corpse on the ground, and a pool of blood flowing under his feet.

Anyone who appeared within three feet was not an enemy of his one-shot blow.

Whatever the sword points to, it is invincible!!

Within three feet, people can rival the country!!

Lin Xuan's eyes froze, and he looked at the corpses all over the ground in amazement.

The cold wind blew, and the strong smell of blood suddenly permeated the entire mountain.

The woman in white looked at the thin blood-colored figure, and her heart was not good.

She found that she couldn't understand the Immortal Sword Lin Xuan at all, he was obviously not a superficial man, why did he treat himself like this?

But she knew in her heart that she would always remember this blizzard, the swordsman who killed for herself.

She had heard many truths that would probably be forgotten over time. But this blood-colored back, she will remember it clearly and will never forget it.

"Alas!"

The woman in white had mixed feelings in her heart, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

The other side.

A big man with a big knife in his hand quickly approached Lin Xuan, and the man's face was full of murderous intent, and he picked up the iron knife and slashed at him.

He laughed fiercely, his expression was arrogant, and his face was hideous: "Why is Huangkou Xiao'er so presumptuous! You are just a little Jianghu person, and you dare to be arrogant in front of us?"

Airplanes!

The big sword broke through the air, Lin Xuan sneered, and stabbed a sword diagonally with his backhand.

The big knife chopped by the big man stayed in the wind and snow, and no longer moved forward.

Bang!

His eyes widened, he weakly let go of the iron knife in his hand, and finally fell to the snow with an unwilling face.

His body smashed into the snow, and dozens of pounds of iron knives fell to his side. Large flakes of snow were splashed up by this huge force and fluttered in the air.

Lin Xuan's body turned, and he sharpened another sword. The sword light was as brilliant as the rising sun, and the long sword carried a fierce killing machine to pierce the wind and snow.

A sword was struck, and the white light on the blade of the sword was compelling. Looking at this sword, many soldiers subconsciously narrowed their eyes.

"Poof!"

A blood streak appeared on the necks of the six minions, and a large amount of blood sprayed out in an instant.

These people's eyes showed boundless fear, and they trembled and stretched out their hands to point at Lin Xuan.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Six blood-stained heads tumbled from their necks, and six headless corpses fell to the ground.

Lin Xuan killed the six people with a sword, and before he could stabilize his body, he noticed that two strong winds broke the air behind him.

Two spears went out to sea like dragons, stabbing straight into his back. The spear came with ferocity, like thunder.

Taking advantage of Lin Xuan's sword to kill the six people, he shot when his breath was unsettled and he did not return to his senses, which shows that the sneak attacker is extremely experienced in grasping the timing.

This shot is almost a mortal lore for ordinary Jianghu warriors.

Facing the sneak attack of those two, Lin Xuan's expression was calm, he stomped his right foot, and his body suddenly fell into the snow for a few feet, and then rose up like a long arrow from a distant arrow.

The Broken Sorrow Sword in his hand struck horizontally, drawing a blood-colored arc of light.

"Ah......h

"Ah......h

"Don't ......"

Two heart-rending howls sounded in the field, and the throats of the two people who attacked were cut by Lin Xuan in an instant, and a large stream of blood shot out.

The two of them were full of sadness, and they collapsed on the ground bloodily, looking at Lin Xuan's blood-colored figure in a lost mind.

Distance.

A general in red armor looked at the unrivaled blood-colored figure on the battlefield with a solemn expression.

He snorted coldly with a gloomy face, and his voice was also very cold: "He is just a warrior of the rivers and lakes, what can he do to deal with our 100,000 soldiers and horses? Why on earth did he slaughter my soldiers as if they were no one?"

Next to the general stood a middle-aged man wearing a scarf and holding a feather fan.

He frowned slightly, muttered, and only after a long time did he speak: "Most of the martial artists in the rivers and lakes are extremely artistic, and many of them are strong people who can reach ten with one to ten, and the Immortal Sword is the best among these people, and his martial arts are more than one step stronger than these soldiers!"

"But ......," he continued, "no matter how strong he is, he is only one person, and sooner or later our 100,000 soldiers and horses will be able to grind him to death." If the battlefield had been replaced with a grassland flat, he would have died many times. They temporarily occupy the advantages of time, people, and location, but only temporarily!"

"Now the strength and speed of these reckless rivers and lakes have been greatly reduced, and when they are completely out of strength, it is time for death to come. ”

"And ......" The middle-aged man pointed to the corpse on the snow mountain, and he said in a deep voice: "There were originally more than three hundred people in the Divine Sword Mountain Villa, but after the previous battle, there are now less than fifty people left, and even their old owner has been killed in battle. ”

"These people are the last of the crossbows, for us, victory is completely within reach, the general does not have to worry about himself!"

The general listened to his penetrating analysis and nodded secretly.

The truth is just like what he said, victory is not far from him, it just needs more corpses to pave the way.

One chopstick is easy to break, ten chopsticks are also easy to break, how to break 100,000 chopsticks together?

On the snowy mountains.

A cold glow flashed.

Bang!

A frightened-looking soldier clutched his chest and fell to death.

With the last soldier in front of him falling to the ground, there are no enemies in this half of the snowy mountain now.

All the soldiers died, all of them were slaughtered by their combined efforts.

Everyone in the Excalibur Villa sat in a pool of blood decadently, and they all looked at the crowd under the snow with complicated expressions.

Shen Xingzhi, who was covered in blood, quietly wiped the ink knife full of gaps in his hand, he looked calm, and there was no trace of emotion on his face.

Lin Xuan stopped, and he shook his head helplessly. Stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from his face, returned the way he came, and walked towards the woman in white step by step.

Half of the snowy mountain was covered with corpses, the corpses of those soldiers, and the corpses of Shenjian Villa.

The snow-capped mountains have become mountains of corpses, and there is a small lake on the snow, in which sticky blood flows.

Terrible screams, broken arms, and hideous heads. In this quiet snowstorm, the curtain of hell on earth was opened.

This is the world of snow, the world of blood, and the purgatory of the world!

Lin Xuan's steps were a little staggering, and his steps were also a little heavy.

How many people did they kill along the way?

It's less than 10,000!!

There are still thousands of troops under the mountain!!

In this battle, if you don't escape, you will definitely die!!

A figure braved the wind and snow, and finally stood in front of the woman in white.

Facing the bright moonlight, he was covered in a sticky blood-red bewitching and poignant beauty.

"It seems that it is time to enjoy the moon together......

Holding a long sword and leaning back to Fengyue, he looked at a loss at the moment.

Her pale face, in the light of the moon, looked extremely miserable.

Lin Xuan looked at the person in front of him, but he had other thoughts in his heart.

He had said that earlier in order to paralyze the enemy and to stall for time.

If he shows an unstoppable appearance from the beginning, then he will definitely become the target of everyone, and everyone will surround and kill him. If he behaves weak and deceitful, he will also become the target of everyone's shouting.

Therefore, he had always behaved decently, and it was not until he saw that she was unable to draw a sword that Lin Xuan decided on this strategy to get out.

First of all, raise the morale of your own side and stall for time.

The night sky was pitch black, and even by moonlight, it was hard to distinguish what was around you.

Night...... This is the perfect time to escape!!

The group of Excalibur Villa did not disappoint themselves, and they managed to drag the time into the night.

When fighting these small soldiers, he had been secretly accumulating aura, although he had not replenished the aura in the dantian now, but it was enough to cope with the past.

Although the mountain is crowded with people, he can escape by creating a disaster that is enough to put everyone in trouble.

Of course, he was not 100% sure of surviving, Lin Xuan handed over all the hope of survival to fate and luck.

"The moon is beautiful today, but this should be the last time we'll see it!"

The cold voice dispelled the thoughts in Lin Xuan's mind, he looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and then smiled lightly.

"Perhaps......"

"Do you think we can see the sun tomorrow morning?"

The other took a deep breath, and she shook her head.

"It shouldn't be ......"

Lin Xuan smiled freely, he walked over to her and sat down.

"Hopefully...... Although we have watched the moon together, we have never seen the sunrise together......"

"Why?" she said, her face flushed and hot.

"Because ......" Lin Xuan was just about to say next, when his face suddenly changed and he stood up.

Seeing this, she also followed Lin Xuan to stand up.

She opened her beautiful eyes, and through the faint moonlight, she could faintly see the scene in the distance.

Countless soldiers rushed out from the top of the snow, and they marched all the way in an orderly manner.

"Kill!"

In an instant, all the soldiers were arrayed and ready to attack at any time.

And they all took out their bows and arrows, and drew out their long arrows, and bent their bows and drew their strings.

"What?" a man from Excalibur Villa was shocked, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the soldier opposite, his breath growing rapid.

"These people are all archers!"

"This ......"

"How's that okay?"

Looking at the rows of cold arrows, he couldn't help but shudder, and a monstrous wave was set off in his mind.

"Hehe......" Many people from Shenjian Villa smiled bitterly, they were all out of oil, and at this moment, facing such an attack, there was only one death.

More than 1,000 people!!

Lin Xuan counted the number of archers with a frosty face, he definitely didn't expect that he was not the only one waiting for the night to fall.

He's stalling for time, and the other side is stalling for time.

He was ready to run away in the dark, while the other party was ready to hunt them all out in black.

The soldiers who attacked during the day were not only to delay their strength, but also to delay time!!

In the dark night, almost no one can survive under the fire of ten thousand arrows!!

These archers pose far more threats than tens of thousands of soldiers!

The leading archer raised one hand high, and he roared.

"These are the people whom the general ordered to be killed! They wantonly slaughtered our brothers with the power of the horseman, and we must get rid of them!"

"Shoot the ......"

"Kill!"