Hang up from apprentice Li Mochou

Chapter 69: Escape from Death (Please read and vote)

At the moment when Lu Nianchou made a move, the soul chasing old man suddenly retreated, and laughed loudly and said, "I knew you were uneasy, little bastard."

"When the old man was wandering in the rivers and lakes, you were not born yet!"

"If you want to trick me, you're still far away."

He escaped Lu Nianchou's decisive blow in the blink of an eye, and then the judge's pen was no longer merciless, and like a storm, he continuously pointed at more than a dozen big holes of the enemy.

Lu Nianchou's face was pale, she really didn't expect that the blow she was determined to win would not have the slightest effect.

"These veterans really shouldn't be underestimated. They have been licking blood on the knife edge for a lifetime, and they are always cautious."

"In terms of Jianghu experience, I'm far behind them!"

He sighed in his heart, at this moment he had reached a desperate situation, but surprisingly, there was no panic on his face.

There is just a hint of sarcasm, a wry smile and helplessness.

"In the end, let her do it!"

Just as this thought flashed through my mind, the next moment, a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair suddenly flashed across the dark night.

puff!

The icy soul silver needle quenched with poison pierced through the back of the old man's head.

"Li! Mo! Chou!"

The judge pen in the old man's hand was only an inch away from Lu Nianchou, but his body was stiff.

"Almost! Just a little bit."

Lu Nianchou was sweating. If it had been a moment later, he would have been pierced through the head by the enemy's weapon.

"Fortunately! Li Mochou ignored my dissuasion and followed me just now without making a sound." He was grateful in his heart.

However, at this moment, the soul-chasing old man suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, long traces of blood flowed from his seven orifices, and a flash of scarlet suddenly flashed in his eyes.

He stared at Lu Nianchou, showing endless pain, madness, and violence!

"Only by killing you, old man, can my grandson have enough meritorious service to be reused by the Mongols!"

"So, you die for me!"

He roared crazily, and regardless of his inner strength, he unleashed the last potential of his life and pounced on Lu Nianchou.

"It's still not dead?!"

A look of surprise flashed in Lu Nianchou's pupils, but the dagger in his hand slashed out without hesitation.

bang!bang!bang!

In just an instant, the weapons collided several times, and even burst into flames.

In the end, the soul-chasing old man did not dodge or dodge, and bumped head-on with his body, blocking Lu Nianchou's knife, and pointed the judge's pen in his hand towards the center of his eyebrows.

"die……"

Lu Nianchou was frightened into a cold sweat, and she no longer dared to block her head-on, and used lightness kung fu to dodge when there was no time.

The judge's pen that unleashed a fatal blow actually pierced the big tree behind him, causing the snow on the branches to fall rustlingly.

"pity!"

The soul-chasing old man murmured in his mouth, and then his body hit the ground heavily. His eyes, shining with unwillingness and resentment, did not close until he died.

Lu Nianchou only felt that her legs were filled with lead, and her arms were completely numb.

However, he didn't dare to fall down, he let out a ferocious roar like a hungry wolf, and cut the throat of the rushing Mongolian soldier with a knife, causing blood to splash.

"come!"

Lu Nianchou was covered in blood, but the murderous intent on his body became more and more fierce. The various foreign skills he practiced made him physically strong, and even at this moment he could still squeeze out some strength.

He looked at the Mongolian soldiers slowly surrounding him with extremely ferocious eyes. The Yinque knife in his hand had turned bloody, the hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, and even his teeth were covered in blood.

Lu Nianchou is holding the Silver Sparrow Saber. It has been several years since he practiced the family-inherited saber technique, and he has reached the state of Dacheng under the on-hook system and his own hard work.

This kind of achievement is often the lifelong pursuit of ordinary people in the rivers and lakes. For example, chasing the soul and killing the old man, a great achievement in martial arts can make him famous in Shanxi martial arts.

Even though his internal strength was exhausted and he was seriously injured, with a knife in his hand, he did not have the slightest fear when facing these wolf-like Mongolian soldiers, only fierceness from the bottom of his heart.

"kill!"

Almost at the same time, the two sides shouted and culled together.

Five steel knives slashed his head and face, blocking all Lu Nianchou's escape routes.

However, at this moment, he didn't think about retreating at all. Those people in the Jianghu could break through their external defenses with every move, but why should he be afraid of these ordinary soldiers?
Lu Nianchou's footsteps moved slightly, and she turned her body slightly, letting the steel knives pass across her body obliquely.

Although the blade tore the skin, the wound was not deep due to the angle of the chop and the resistance of the skin, which was as tough as cowhide.

puff!puff!puff!

At the same time, the bloody long knife flashed at a strange and tricky angle, and immediately cut the throats of the three enemies, causing them to fall to the ground in pain.

"Heck, go ahead!"

At this time, Lu Nianchou was covered in wounds all over his body, and the severe pain made his face hideous. In addition, his whole body was covered with blood, he looked like an evil spirit killed in hell.

The remaining two Mongolian soldiers saw that the long sword was slashing at the enemy, but they couldn't kill the enemy, but the companions around him died one by one, and they were finally scared out of their wits.

"It's not human, he's not human!"

"He is a demon, an immortal evil spirit!"

They spoke incomprehensible frightened ravings in Mongolian, then dropped their weapons, turned around like crazy and fled towards the mountains and forests.

Lu Nianchou smiled evilly, took one step forward, and stabbed a Mongolian soldier to death from behind. Then he slowly pulled out the knife, letting the blood spurt out.

"Death to me!"

He threw out the long knife in his hand, tore through the strong wind in the night, and precisely pierced through the body of the last enemy, causing him to fall in a pool of blood with howls.

"Giggle, I won after all!"

Lu Nianchou was lying on the ground like mud, exhausted all over her body, but she could feel her heart beating "thumping", that was the joy of escaping death.

After calming down for a moment and barely regaining some strength, he struggled and walked towards the big tree where Li Mochou was hiding just now.

When he got closer, he saw the woman sitting slumped on the ground with her back leaning against a big tree. She had already passed out because of the poisonous injury caused by the icicle silver needle she used just now with her true energy.

Lu Nianchou looked at her pale face and slightly blackened lips, feeling a little complicated and annoyed in her heart.

"You still don't want me to die!"

"But Li Mochou, next time, I will never let you save me again!"

Once again, he was dissatisfied with his own strength. If his foreigner's hard work had gone one step further and could defend against ordinary people's swords and spears, today's fight would never have been so difficult and tragic.

"Go, I'll take you home!"

Lu Nianchou slowly hugged Li Mochou by the waist, tightened her arms tightly, and then walked towards the depths of the mountain forest with some staggering steps.

Not long after, it started to snow in the sky. The snow became heavier and heavier, and the sky and the earth were covered in white, covering up all the traces it left.

(End of this chapter)