refining sword

Chapter 5 Night Raids
Later in the night.

In a round-vaulted tent near the center of the camp, the brazier set up was burning with blazing flames, reflecting the surroundings brightly.

Tie Jian sat on the edge of a simple bed, holding a slender branch in his hand, slowly writing something on the ground in front of him.

Against the background of the fire, the light and shadow on his cheeks changed back and forth, but his expression was exactly the same as that of Master Chen during the day.

After a while, Tie Jian stopped the movement of his hand, threw the branch in his hand, leaned back slightly, and sat up straight.

On the ground, there appeared a line of runes that were the same as the one that Master Chen had carved on the long sword.

It's just that the runes here are slightly longer and appear more complete.

However, due to the lack of mana injection, no spiritual power fluctuations appeared on it.

"It's just an ordinary fine-steel sword, but it can also be engraved with most of the fire attribute spirit patterns, and it has almost become a low-grade magic sword. It seems that it is at least a middle-level swordsmith. There is no doubt that a caravan, It seems that this Yan family is not an ordinary family." Tie Jian stared at the runes on the ground and muttered.

After a while, he raised his foot and kicked back and forth on the ground a few times, until the rune he had drawn was blurred, and after being unable to recognize it, he fell down on the bed with his hands folded behind his head. Slowly closed his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, Tie Jian suddenly widened his eyes and sat up gasping for breath.

His skin was red with an unusual layer of redness, and there was a sharp burning pain on the end of the index finger of his left hand, which made his originally hazy consciousness instantly awake.

In fact, in his sleep just now, he had an uneasy life. He kept recalling the scene of being chased and killed in his mind. He fell into a state of death several times, but could not wake up, which made him miserable.

He slowly turned sideways, stepped on the ground with his feet, raised his hand and rubbed his cheeks, without any sleepiness.

The brazier in the tent was extinguished at some point, and the surroundings were pitch-dark, with only a wisp of white moonlight pouring in from the gap in the tent curtain and slanting at his feet.

He was about to stand up when he suddenly heard a series of light and broken footsteps outside the tent, and then, the moonlight falling at his feet was blocked by something.

Tie Jian dodged subconsciously, came to the large wooden box built beside the bed, and hid his figure.

Almost at the next moment, a dangling white blade suddenly came in from the curtain, gently picked it to the side, and a figure rolled out of it and came directly to his bed, holding the dagger in his backhand. Tie to the bed.

A series of actions are like flowing clouds and flowing water, all in one go.

However, the moment the figure stabbed the bed board, he immediately discovered the problem, and he secretly cried out in his heart, so he had to withdraw and retreat outside the tent.

How could Tie Jian give him a chance, the figure had already jumped out from the side, and he punched the back of his neck with a punch.

The man was shocked when he heard the wind in the back of his head, but it was too late to turn around, so he could only stab the dagger back without turning his head.

Tie Jian gritted his teeth, and instead of retracting his fist, he slammed it with a little heavier force, and only pressed the dagger against his lower abdomen with his other hand.

As soon as the possession came out, the smashed and the clicked, the timing was all grasped and the score was not bad.

The assassin's dagger was successfully held down by him, and the punched fist also landed on the back of the man's neck.

"Crack" a crisp sound.

The man's neck suddenly folded forward, his head drooping backwards as if he had been hanged.

Seeing this, Tie Jian let out a long breath, but his cheeks twitched twice because of the pain.

The injury on his body has not yet healed, and doing such a large-scale violent movement is like tearing the wound again and again, and the pain in it can be imagined.

Tie Jian dragged the corpse to the entrance of the tent without saying a word, slightly raising the corner of the curtain.

He looked at the man by the projected moonlight, and found that the fabric used in the black night clothes he was wearing was woven from Shuma, a specialty of northern Vietnam. It is also the Vietnamese standard.

"It's not the one who came to chase and kill me, then..." Tie Jian couldn't help but ponder.

"There is an enemy attack!"

"Bold thief!"

"Hurry up and stop them!"

At this moment, there was a messy sound of killing shouts from outside the tent...

Tie Jian hesitated for a while, but still held the dagger, gently opened a corner of the curtain, lowered his body, and walked outside the tent in a flash.

As soon as he got out of the tent, he saw fires blaze into the sky outside the entire camp, and the sound of slashing was loud.

At the same time, there were more than a dozen warriors of the Yan family in front of Yingyingchuo, who were rushing over there with torches and long swords.

Just as Tie Jian was about to follow him, the corner of his eye suddenly flashed, and he saw a dozen figures in the dense forest behind his tent.

He was startled.

Tune the tiger away from the mountain!

The camps of Yan Zi and the other female relatives in the convoy were in the center of the camp.

Although the fire outside the camp was big, it was just a bluff. The center of the camp was the real target of the enemy's attack.

As the Yan family warriors went far away, it was obviously too late to call them back. Tie Jian changed his mind and followed quietly by himself.

When approaching the tents in the center, the leading man in black made a few gestures, and the rest immediately divided into several teams and dispersed.

Tie Jian didn't dare to neglect, he recognized the location of the tent where Yan Zi met him in the daytime, and ran directly over there.

Before we got there, I heard a girl's scream from a nearby tent.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flew out from the tent that collapsed.

Tie Jian took a closer look and found that the figure that flew out was the quirky little abacus of the maidservant whom he saw during the day.

Behind him, there were three other figures holding swords, leaping out and chasing after him.

After the little abacus tumbled on the ground, he immediately got up, holding a silver short sword with dim light in his hand, and stepped back again and again, avoiding several killer moves, and he was extremely agile.

Seeing this, Tie Jian was about to step forward to help, when a black shadow suddenly flashed by his side, holding a water-blue long sword in his hand, sweeping towards his throat.

His eyes flashed, and he clenched the dagger to block it in front of his chest. At the same time, he raised his foot and kicked the man's crotch vigorously.

The man obviously did not expect that the young man in front of him would use such a sinister trick as soon as he came up, and quickly retreated, avoiding the kick of the dead son.

The corners of Tie Jian's mouth twitched, and his other hand slashed in the air, pinched a spell, and slammed his palm forward.

The figure of the man in black hadn't stood firm yet, and he was shocked when he saw this. He couldn't help but take out a talisman and slapped it on his body, and a layer of golden light immediately enveloped his body from top to bottom.

However, after Tie Jian waved his palm, it was calm, and there was no turbulence at all.

You must know that there is no magic power in the iron dantian at this time, so how can you get the fireball technique?
The three men in black who were chasing down Xiang Xiaobao also noticed the movement here, stopped for a while, and looked over here.

The person who fought against Tie Jian was the leading man in black before, "Don't worry about this side, kill that little girl first!" He ordered coldly.

After hearing the order, the three of them didn't say anything, they just turned around and immediately killed the little abacus.

Abacus naturally saw Tie Jian's figure at this moment, but he didn't have time to take it into account, and could only fight hard to deal with the three who killed her.

"Stinky boy, pretending to be a ghost, causing Lao Tzu to waste a golden talisman in vain, die!" The man in black then shouted angrily, the long sword in his hand was full of cold air, and he slashed down at Tie Jian's place.

Although Tie Jian lost his mana, his skills after years of hard work were still not weak. He avoided the opponent's sword with a flick of his body, raised the dagger and stabbed the man in black at the rib.

"Boom", the dagger pierced above the golden light outside the man, making a muffled sound like a bell, and it bounced away.

The man smiled proudly, and then the long sword in his hand stabbed back, and went straight to Tie Jian's head.

"Clang" sound!
Tie Jian waved his dagger and pushed the long sword away a few points, and suddenly felt a chill coming through his body, and he couldn't help shivering.The blue long sword in that man's hand is obviously a real low-level magic sword, and its quality and power are far superior to the half-finished product created by Master Chen during the day.

While thinking about it, Tie Jian stepped back and distanced himself from the man, but his eyes kept staring at the layer of golden light on his body.

The golden light talisman used by this person is obviously not of high quality, and after this moment, the light has become somewhat dim.

Tie Jian's eyes narrowed, holding back the pain all over his body, he held the dagger with his backhand, and lowered his body slightly, like a rushing wolf, dashing towards the leader of the man in black.

Seeing this, the latter sneered, and with the protection of the golden light talisman, he came up to him without evasion at all.

However, before he could rush to the front, Tie Jian suddenly became short, and he actually glided past him, his toes slammed on the ground, just like a flying eagle catching a snake, he just swept up, and suddenly pounced on the siege Three people with abacus.

The three obviously did not expect that when Tie Jian and his leader fought, they would be distracted to deal with them, and they did not take precautions at all.

One of them was holding a sword and stabbing the small abacus, but before he could retract it, he cut his throat with the dagger in his hand when Tie Jian passed him by his side, and blood spurted wildly.

The other two were suddenly shocked, and immediately abandoned the small abacus that was already scarred, and swung their swords to attack Tie Jian.

After Tie Jian fell to the ground, his body was short, and he swept out with a whip leg, knocking one of them to the ground.

When he was about to rush forward to kill him, he suddenly heard the sound of two screaming winds behind his ears. Before he could dodge, he was hit by two wind blades on his back, cutting his skin and splashing blood. The arrow hit him hard and flew out.

The two wind blades came from the leading man in black, who seemed to be a monk with at least the third level of Qi refining.

The new wounds added to the old ones, causing the wounds on Tie Jian's body to burst, and the blood instantly stained his robes.

But he still stood up immediately and spat out a mouthful of blood to the side.

He wanted to take advantage of it and kill the two assassins first, but he didn't expect that the leader of the man in black reacted very quickly, resulting in a close defeat.

"Young Master Chu, are you alright?" Seeing this, Little Abacus came to his side and said worriedly.

"You hold on for a while, let's hold on to those two people, and I'll deal with the leader first." Tie Jian didn't look at her, but stared at the cultivator and whispered.

Before Xiao Abacus could answer, he stepped out and killed the leading man in black.

"Boy is courting death, then I will fulfill you!" The man scolded, but did not dare to relax in the slightest. With a flick of the long sword in his hand, two icy sword lights formed straight, facing Tie Jian from both sides. lasing away.

(End of this chapter)