Concubine Allure: Pick up a prince and grab the country

Chapter 316 Chapter 354
"Six."

Yan Qingcheng said silently.

The six people directly in front fell to the ground one by one before they could see clearly what was attacking them.

The others glanced at the six fallen people in panic, their necks seemed to be pierced by some small sharp weapon, probably because the weapon was too small, and the wound was almost invisible, if it wasn't for the small spring of blood spurting from the wound, it would not have been easy at all Find the location of the wound.

The remaining ten people looked horrified and rushed towards Yan Qingcheng without any hesitation.

Yan Qingcheng neatly rolled around on the coffin board, and bounced out with force, avoiding the killing moves of several people. Taking advantage of the moment when the flanks on both sides had no time to stop, Yan Qingcheng quickly pulled the trigger on the six people on the two wings.

Those people were probably already on guard. They saw the six delicate and small metal crossbow arrows attacking them one by one. For a while, the six people could only watch helplessly as the crossbow arrows pierced their chests.

Yan Qingcheng didn't even look at the six people who fell slowly, but stared coldly at the remaining four people and said:

"twelve."

The remaining four people looked at each other in horror, as if they were silently asking each other what kind of weapon killed their accomplices, but within a short while, a seemingly weak woman knocked down twelve people in a row.

However, they also knew that only by removing the weapon in Yan Qingcheng's hands could the threat be completely cut off, so they exchanged glances and dispersed around in a tacit understanding.

No matter how powerful Yan Qingcheng's little black hawk was, she would not be able to kill all four of them at the same time in the face of scattered attacks from all directions.

Seeing this, Yan Qingcheng's expression changed slightly, and she retreated to a graveyard, where there was terrain to rely on.

The person attacking with all his strength was not directly in front, but jumped up from both sides at the same time, and then rushed towards her one after another.

Yan Qingcheng saw the two sword points on the side approaching, she quickly fell back on the graveyard, and the people who were rushing at her on both sides at the same time suddenly rushed to nothing. .

The people who attacked Yan Qingcheng one after the other came overwhelmingly. Yan Qingcheng lay there and shot the man directly in front of him in the chest. Next to Yan Qingcheng.

The other person's sword had already pierced her chest, she yanked the person next to her to block the other person's sword, and the other person's sword pierced through the person's body and stopped half an inch away from Yan Qingcheng's face.

Yan Qingcheng took advantage of the moment the man drew his sword, and shot him in the neck. The man didn't understand until his death what the weapon pierced into his neck.

At that moment, the person who had rolled to the ground before raised the sword in his hand and threw it at Yan Qingcheng's wrist. Although Yan Qingcheng caught sight of the white blade flying towards him, it was too late to stop and could only be suppressed. He cut his arm, let the white blade swipe across the small arm, blood splashed Yan Qingcheng's face.

Seeing that the other party picked up the sword and rushed towards her again, Yan Qingcheng's injured wrist shook, the little black eagle was thrown to his left hand, and he raised the little black eagle and shot at that person.

The man stared at what Yan Qingcheng did with his eyes wide open, seemingly in disbelief, covered his stomach and rolled to the ground from mid-air.

Even though Yan Qingcheng lost his right hand, for a Thunderbolt policeman who is accustomed to using two guns, his left hand is no less inferior to his right hand.

(End of this chapter)