In Qin Dynasty, the hero of the bright moon dominates the world

Chapter 203 I Have No Interest in Using Swords

Black and white Xuan Jian, two long swords reaped the lives of the snare assassins in the moonlight.

Yaoyao stood there without moving, watching Xuan Jian cut off his wings.Because he knew that these assassins under Xuan Jian's hands, not only could not be his helpers, but would become his hindrance.

What's more, under the ancient tree, there is another Mohist leader.

Jade-faced flying dragon!

He was leaning against the tree trunk, arms crossed, watching all this.

It has been four or five years since Xuan Jian escaped from the snare, and during these years, there has been almost no trace of him.However, Xuan Jian's cultivation is no longer comparable to what it used to be.

To be able to stand at the top of the net and become a first-class killer in the sky, except for those trained by Luo Wang since childhood, everyone is a bold and desperado.

Fighting out of this troubled world, Yao Yao's eyesight is not comparable to that of ordinary people.Xuan Jian's swordsmanship is already above him.

With one swing of the sword, the lives of several snare assassins were harvested.

When the lives of these dozens of snare assassins were exhausted, Yao Yao already had a detailed understanding of Xuan Jian's current cultivation.

Monsters never care about the lives of these people, their existence, all the value is to get more information about opponents for Monsters.

Xuan Jian fell from the air, and the blood on the long sword fell and dripped into the soil.

"The leader of the Mo family seems to have known that Luo Wang will take action, so he has been waiting here for a long time."

"I just didn't expect that it would be a big fish in the net."

Zhao Shuang's voice came from behind, but it made him smile.

"Whether it's a big fish or not depends on whether you have a good appetite."

The monster's twin swords were out of their sheaths, and they leaped forward, their figures bent like a full moon, the two swords collided with Xuan Jian, and violent sparks erupted in the air.

Leng Feng faced each other, and both sides were two swordsmen, so at the beginning, the moves were a little dazzled.

The moment Yaoyao's feet landed on the ground, only the sound of swords colliding could be heard in the air, and his and Xuan Jian's figures had already disappeared.

The speed reached the extreme, and the huge mountains became the battlefield of the two, occasionally leaving a few phantoms in the void.

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the vegetation is smashed.

When the two escaped from the battle, the monster touched a boulder with one foot, and the figure rolled backwards and landed on the soil.

The sprite's aura was a little unstable, and in that extreme state, his physical strength and true energy were rapidly consumed.He turned his head and looked at his shoulder. There was a bloody wound on it, which was left by Xuan Jian's black blade in the battle just now.

On the other hand, Xuan Jian was much better. There was no wound on his body. After a short breath adjustment, his body was straighter and he recovered with both swords in hand.

"not good!"

Xuan Jian's state was adjusted faster than the sprite's. If there was another round of rapid attack, he would definitely fall into a disadvantage, be entangled by Xuan Jian, and fall into a war of attrition.

The sprite retreated sharply, not wishing to fight Xuan Jian again at this season.However, his speed was not as fast as Xuan Jian's.

The double edge of black and white is close at hand, and the sprites can only grit their teeth and swing their swords to resist.

A smile appeared on Xuan Jian's face, this was exactly the rhythm of attack he wanted.But at this moment, he heard Zhao Shuang's voice next to his ear.

"retreat!"

Xuan Jian reacted almost instinctively. He stepped on the ground and stopped the forward attack. At this moment, he felt several powerful killing intents.

At this moment, Jian Guang came towards Xuan Jian.He swung his white sword, interrupting the sword momentum of the comer, and the figure retreated rapidly, keeping a distance from the sprite.

Just now, if it wasn't for Zhao Shuang's reminder, Xuan Jian might have fallen to his death.

He took a closer look, and there were already five more figures around the somewhat embarrassed figure.

"Six Sword Slaves!"

True Gang, Broken Water, Chaos God, Monster, Turning Soul, Miepo!

Luo Wang's six first-class assassins appeared under the moonlight, among the mountains.The sprite stood up with a smile on his face.

"I wanted to find out the identity of the Mohist chief after capturing the female disciple of the Mohist school. Now I don't need to bother, and it will be easier to capture the Mohist's great commander directly."

Zhao Shuang had never moved, but now he walked forward.

"Six sword slaves are dispatched, it seems that the target of the net is me from the beginning!"

Zhao Shuang walked to Xuan Jian's side, the other party glanced at Zhao Shuang, in this situation, Zhao Shuang remained calm.

"Six Swordsmen are no small matter, and their cooperation is even more important."

"Don't worry, they can't cooperate perfectly at the moment. Right, Mr. Lu Zhou."

Zhao Shuang looked at the Confucian scholar who was holding a chaotic god in his hand and looked a bit polite.The number one swordsman of Jixia Academy in the past, now he seems a bit out of place in the group of killers.

"The commander-in-chief has expanded his power in the land of Qin and Chu, and his tentacles have extended to South Korea, Dongjun, and even the Central Plains. Even if Luowang doesn't take action, other forces will sooner or later. After receiving a secret report, the commander-in-chief left Dongjun and was ordered to I came here just to take your life."

Lu Zhou spoke slowly, with a calm tone in his tone.

"A tree is as beautiful as a forest, but the wind will destroy it. Grand Commander, even if the six of us haven't been able to fully cooperate, we are still sure that we are six against two."

"That's not necessarily true!"

Zhao Shuang smiled, looked at Xuan Jian, and asked.

"How many can you hit?"

"Among the six sword slaves, Yaoyao, Zhuanhun, and Miepo are the weakest. If I try my best, I can hold them back."

"That's good!"

Xuan Jian glanced at Zhao Shuang, feeling a little strange.

"To deal with Six Swordsmen, don't you bring a sword?"

"I'm not good at using swords!"

"Hmph! Then you should study hard in your next life!"

Zhen just swung his sword, and the long sword slapped Zhao Shuang's forehead.

Zhao Shuang took a look, there was still a sword next to the body of the snare assassin scattered on the ground, which looked extraordinary.

Zhao Shuang stretched out his hand, the sword trembled slightly, and was pulled by the sword energy, and fell into his hand.

Zhao Shuang's horizontal sword was in front of him, colliding with Zhengang's long sword.The really fierce and domineering sword energy just now was blocked by Zhao Shuang with one hand.

But he saw that while he was catching the true steel sword intent, his other hand flicked lightly in the void, and the blue script appeared in the air.

"Be careful, this is the Taoist Heavenly Gang Sword Qi, retreat quickly!"

The warning sound of Luan Shen arrived at the same time as the figures of the other five first-class assassins, and they attacked Zhao Shuang together.

A smile appeared on Xuan Jian's face, his figure leaped, and when the five people and Zhen Gang's retreating figure approached a line, he intercepted Zhuanhun and Miepo in the air.

At this moment, Zhao Shuang stopped moving his hands.In the void, the sword qi rang out, and the stream of light splashed, shocking the four ruins.

The nearest Zhengang, the flesh and blood of his whole body was sliced ​​by the sword energy, so fine that it was too dense.

Just as the sword light disappeared, the six sword slaves retreated, and Zhen Gang's figure fell to the front, holding the sword in one hand, and half kneeling on the ground.

Xuan Jian blocked Chaohun and Miepo, and did not continue to fight with them, but returned to Zhao Shuang, only to hear him sigh slightly.

"I'm just saying that among all the martial arts, I'm the worst at using swords!"

Just as Zhao Shuang finished speaking, Zhen Gang's figure couldn't support himself and leaned forward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

(End of this chapter)