Qin Shi: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Chapter 21 Blood stained beauty (recommended, please follow up, please vote)

"Kill." Those who can appear here are all old gangsters. In the surprise attack of Yang Ming and Zi Nu, each of them was shocked for a moment, but they quickly reacted and waved their swords one by one. Xiang Zi Nu and Yang Ming came to attack them.

In the face of the crowd's siege, Zi Nu showed no fear, the soft sword in her hand danced impermeably, coordinating with dexterous steps, while dodging one attack after another, she waited for an opportunity to fight back
The soft sword composed of triangular fine gold pieces connected in series is changeable, and sometimes the blades are staggered inch by inch, turning into a long whip, taking the momentum of a dragon and snake, and involving an enemy in it. As the punishment of Ling Chi, in the screams, harvest life.

Sometimes the blades gather together and turn into a long sword, piercing the enemy, and sometimes it appears as a soft sword, ejected suddenly among the dazzling sword flowers, and shoots through the enemy's body in an instant.

"Kill this pair of dogs and avenge the brothers." When faced with blood, some people will be afraid, but the real gangsters will become more violent.

Under Zi Nu's unpredictable sword style, one bandit fell down, and another bandit rushed up. When the fifth man died under Zi Nu's long sword, the sixth man rushed forward. , a pair of arms with gauntlets firmly hugged Zi Nu's long sword. At this time, another bandit took the opportunity to stab Zi Nu with a short sword from behind Zi Nu, which seemed to stab Zi Nu with a sword in her heart.

Facing the situation where a long sword was bound in front and a sharp edge was attached to her body, Zi Nu twisted her waist and fell backwards, bowing her waist to avoid the short sword that almost lifted her chest, and at the same time weighed it with her hands. On the ground, one leg was kicked out with the help of the waist, and the bandit's lower jaw was really hit. Amid the crisp sound of bone cracking, the sole of the foot was lifted up, and the long sword was brought into his arms, and then rolled over, the long sword in the palm of his hand had turned into a limp The whip entangled one person's calf, and while pulling it, the sharp blade joined him, and in the friction, sawed off a section of the calf.

"This kid's martial arts are stronger than I imagined." Zi Nu, who was worried about Yang Ming's lack of military power at a young age, cast a glimmer of light from the corner of her eyes at Yang Ming in the shadow of swords and swords, and saw that Yang Ming was not carrying any weapons at this time. , but a pair of palms is the best weapon, and Paiyun Palm, which has already been practiced to the point where changes in moves can be made in a single thought, has now become the most terrifying weapon.

The black Xuyun Jin shrouded between his palms, or he attacked the opponent violently, under the strength of the palm, he broke the opponent's tendons and bones.

Either bullying the weak by the strong in an overwhelming manner, or rushing to attack the swords and swords in a flowing manner, even if you are under siege, you still have a local advantage, and the palm prints hard to beat the swords of the bandits.

"Be careful." Amid Zi Nu's exclamation, a figure turned into lightning, and the short-term sprint rushed towards Yang Ming at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye. With a faint cold light.

"Die." The sneak attacker shouted, and his sharp claws pierced Yang Ming's back in a staggered manner, and then pulled, as if to tear Yang Ming apart.

But the next moment, the ferocity on the sneak attacker's face turned into astonishment, and his charged blow seemed to have pierced into the air. There was only the touch of clothes, but no feeling of piercing into the body.

Under the tearing, no blood splashed out, only two pieces of torn robes remained.

This is the second form of Paiyunzhang, wearing the clouds and wearing the moon. It is the way to make good use of the cloak to respond to the virtual and the real, to confuse the enemy, use the virtual to meet the real, and use the real to attack the virtual.

"Old guy, I've been waiting for you for a long time." A palm print hit the heart of the sneak attacker through the falling pieces of his robe.

But the speed of the sneak attacker was extremely fast, even if he lost the initiative, he still missed his heart, but he could only go so far. Yang Ming's palm was too fast, so fast that he could only use his own Yang Ming's cloud-dispelling palm was firmly connected to Yang Ming's chest.

The Xuyun Jin, which was so fierce that it could tear the sky and dispel the clouds, instantly broke his sternum, shattered his heart and lungs with a shattering momentum, and knocked him into the air with a scream.

At this time, in the melee, there was Zi Nu's painful snort. When she reminded Yang Ming, she was distracted for a moment and slowed down her movements by a beat, so that a sharp claw brushed past her back. Three deep claw marks were left behind.

Yang Ming flashed to Zi Nu's side. At this moment, there were less than three people standing in the lobby. The two bandits were holding swords. The ferocity on their expressions hadn't dissipated yet, but their bodies were moving uncontrollably. trembling.

There were nearly 20 big and small bosses. In an instant, the two big village masters died, and the little boss was seriously injured and died on the ground. Only two people could stand.

They were able to stand not because of how brave they were, but purely because they were greedy for life and afraid of death. During the great battle just now, they wandered around the periphery, thinking about making their accomplices desperate.

But now, there is no accomplice standing in front of them.

Dozens of lives, only in exchange for the other party's minor injuries?What else is there to fight like this?
With a clang, the dagger fell to the ground: "Hero, spare your life, hero, spare your life."

The bandit who bared his teeth in the face of the weak and wished he could do the most evil things, now faced with two people who were stronger than himself, he was extremely servile and bowed his knees.

What responded to them was a long sword glowing with cold light. Where the sword edge passed, two blood flowers floated, and there was no one alive in the hall since then.

"Are you okay?" Yang Ming looked at the back of Zinu, there was Yin Hong's blood oozing out, obviously, the force of that claw just now was very strong.

"Do I seem to be okay now?" Zi Nu reluctantly said, the soft flesh on her cheeks trembling uncontrollably, obviously, she was in pain at this time.

"Thank you for the reminder just now." Yang Ming thought for a while and said.

"I don't think you really think so, do you? For that person's sneak attack, you have already prepared for it, but poor me still wants to care about others. It's really unfounded and superfluous." Zi Nu said angrily.

Yang Ming couldn't help showing an embarrassing expression when he heard the words. He really didn't mean to thank Zi Nu sincerely. Just as Zi Nu said, he had already prepared himself for that lightning-fast sneak attack, but Zi Nu was after all to remind He was the one who was injured, and Yang Ming wanted to show the friendship of a purple girl out of emotion and reason.

But now that Zi Nu bluntly exposed it, Yang Ming, who hadn't practiced his facial skills yet, couldn't hold back for a while.

"Okay, you really think so." Seeing Yang Ming's embarrassment for a moment, Zi Nu didn't understand that her venomous tongue just because of her petty temper unfortunately hit Yang Ming's real thoughts.

Realizing this, Zi Nu couldn't help feeling sullen, clenched her hands tightly, and punched Yang Ming.

However, Zi Nu's actions immediately involved the wound on her back, and before her fist hit Yang Ming's body, she staggered in pain.

This time Yang Ming reacted very quickly, and instantly stretched out his arms to embrace Zi Nu's body that was crumbling because of the pain. A strange aura formed between Ming's nostrils, making him in a trance for a while.

"Don't mess around when you're hurt." Yang Ming, who was barely restrained, said pretending to be serious. He could only hide the throbbing in his heart at this time.

"Am I messing around?" Zi Nu, who was held in Yang Ming's arms, was also in a daze. Although it was the first time for Yang Ming to get so close to a woman, it was also the first time for Zi Nu to get so close to a man. After being injured, when the pain gave birth to a woman's frailty, the masculine aura hit Zi Nu's already loose mind.

Although Yang Ming is only a young man now, who dared to enter the bandit stronghold with two people and kill a group of bandit leaders? With such courage and strength, no one could regard him as just a young man.

(End of this chapter)