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Chapter 464 Peak Showdown (1)

This sword is really too fast, as fast as lightning, even if it is a first-class master in the Jianghu, it will be difficult to get out of the body when suddenly attacked, not to mention that Qi is just a little bit of martial arts. Poor old man, facing this gorgeous lore sword, Ming Qi didn't even have time to react, he just stared at the shooting star-like sword light dully, his mind There is a blank space.

"boom……"

Ming Qi was absolutely unable to make any reaction, but someone could. Just when the sword light swung within less than a foot from Ming Qi's chest, the armor frame standing beside the marching bed suddenly collapsed Driving away, scattered armor fragments were flying all over the sky, and a man in black shot out. He was in the air, and with a wave of his hand, the sound of sword whistles roared like a sea tide. The blinding sword radiance rose suddenly, and in an instant, it locked the assassin's figure to death. The attack was obviously the mantis's idea of ​​catching the cicada. people.

Faced with this sudden and fierce attack, the assassin in mid-air had nowhere to hide. He had only two choices, one was to forcibly change his moves to parry the attacking sword glow, and the other was to keep his original position. No change, while killing Ming Qi, he also confessed his own life here. Apart from this, there is no third way to go.

"Qiangqiang..."

The assassin who was killed from the sky is obviously not a dead man, and he is not absolutely determined to accomplish his mission at all costs. Facing the threat of death, he succumbed, but seeing his arm vibrate, he forcibly slashed down the long The sword was raised, and with shaking hands, dozens of arc-shaped sword glows were swung, covering the whole body tightly, but in a crisp sound like rain weaving, countless sword glow fragments slammed into the air. Scattered, as gorgeous as the flowers scattered by a goddess, but there is an extremely terrifying attack power hidden in this gorgeousness, sweeping away everything in the big tent, wherever it passes, whether it is a few lampstands, or the tent itself, They were all hacked as if they had been shot by crossbow arrows, and the crackling sound was like roasted beans.

"Oh!"

The martial arts of the assassins who came to attack Ming Qi were indeed very high, enough to rank among the top experts today, but the interceptors were not weak hands, no matter the swordsmanship or the cultivation of internal strength, they were not bad at all, and they also occupied the ranks of surprise attacks. Advantage, under this head-on shock, the assassin obviously suffered a big loss. He was sent flying upside down by the force of the counter-shock, and hit the tent heavily. Although he was not injured, he lost his attack because of it. initiative.

"Hey!"

The interceptor sent the assassin flying with one move, but he himself was also unable to stabilize his figure in the air and had to fall to the ground, but he didn't intend to stop there, and he didn't pay attention to Ming The old man Qi touched the ground with his toes, and he sprang up again. With a flash like a ghost, he was within three steps of the assassin. He let out a muffled groan, and with a flick of the long sword in his hand, six sword lights roared again. Attacked and killed the unstable assassins.

The assassin's foothold was not stable at this time, and his blood was also shaken by the previous fight. Facing the fierce and unusual move of the interceptor, he was obviously powerless to parry, but he did not panic, just Calmly raising the sword on his chest, he pressed heavily on the tent wall with his hand, and the man took advantage of the momentum to rise up, instead of defending and counterattacking, he swung a silver sword light with all his strength, and counterattacked the interceptor's chest.

"Shua la! Shua la!"

The assassin's sword seemed ferocious, but in fact it was just a dying struggle. The speed of the sword light was quite fast, but it was scattered and weak. The interceptor had already determined that the threat to him from the sword light was limited, at most Just got some injuries, but he didn't worry about his life, he didn't want to let go of this good opportunity to kill the assassin, disregarding the sword light, the long sword in his hand swept towards the assassin without change, and he was desperate Even if the assassin was injured, he would kill the assassin on the spot. His bravery and determination were really shocking, but He Tian failed to fulfill his wish. Just after the assassin jumped up, and within less than a breath, two cracking sounds erupted. Dazzling sword beams broke out of the tent from the left to the right, twisting towards the interceptor who was in the air like a pair of scissors, the speed was extremely fast, and the attack power was also extremely powerful. At the same time, the sword light in the assassin's hand suddenly lit up, and the speed of the sword, which was originally fast, suddenly increased by three points. Obviously, this was a premeditated move, in order to trap and kill the interceptor on the spot.

Masters, are masters!Whether it was the previous assassins or the ambushers who came from left and right, they are all out-and-out top masters in the rivers and lakes. The interceptor alone cannot escape the combined attack of the three masters, and death seems to be inevitable. At this moment, the combined attack of the three masters has been completed, and if the interceptor wants to escape, unless a miracle happens!

"boom……"

The reason why miracles are miracles is precisely because they are rare, but it does not mean that they do not exist. Just when the three swords were about to merge, the parts under the body of the attacker on the left suddenly exploded. When it opened, a large square pit was revealed. A sword light in the pit whizzed and flew straight up, like a dragon ascending to the sky, and went straight to the lower abdomen of the attacker. At the same time, a screen beside the attacker on the right also At the same time, it exploded with a bang, and a blade glow aggressively swept between the attacker's head and neck. In this scene, the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole were behind, and the hunter was even behind!
This sudden change was too sudden. The three assassins obviously did not expect that there would be so many masters ambushing in this not-so-large tent. Panicked, how could they even bother to join forces to attack the first interceptors, each shouted violently, parrying the incoming enemy with all their strength, in an instant, the sound of swords and swords colliding in the big tent, countless shining sword lights Fragments flew in all directions, cutting the entire tent to pieces. Amidst a few muffled grunts, the three assassins suffered minor or serious injuries one after another, and had to retreat together, resisting with all their strength. The three interceptors attacked wave after wave.

"Boom!"

The power of the six masters' confrontation is really too terrifying. Rao Mingqi's big tent is made of thick cowhide, and iron rods are added to make the bones, but it can't be broken by the six masters. With just a little effort, the huge tent was already dilapidated and leaking from all sides. In the end, it collapsed with a bang.

"Help, help!"

It sounds cumbersome, but things happened quickly. Almost all the confrontations happened in ten breaths, until the big tent collapsed, and Ming Qi, who was frightened, finally came back to his senses, but at this time he The aftermath of the confrontation between the two sides has already cut blood dripping from top to bottom. Although it is not fatal, it hurts badly. Seeing the two waves of people fighting like gods not far away, Ming Qi has already died. Suspecting that he was in a dream, but the severe pain in his body told him unmistakably that all of this was true, and when his life was at stake, Ming Qi couldn't care less about losing face, so he went crazy in a hurry. He exhaled, his voice extremely shrill.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

"Protect the patriarch!"

"Save the patriarch!"

This confrontation took place in a quiet night, the movement was so loud, it was impossible not to alarm the fighters of the Tongluo tribe, but it happened suddenly, most of the fighters of the Tongluo tribe were awakened from sleep, unknown Under the enemy's situation, everyone shouted loudly, but moved slowly. They really didn't know how to deal with this kind of chaos. It wasn't until the big tent of the Chinese army collapsed that the soldiers of the Tongluo tribe found the scene of the battle. They became crazy, roaring one by one, and rushed towards the big tent of the Chinese army.

"Help, help..."

Ming Qi just tried his best to sit up straight, but he didn't expect that the tent was smashed head-on when his waist was half straightened. You must know that the tent was made of thick cowhide and iron bones. If he was crushed, even if he didn't die, he would have to lose half his life. In a panic, the decibel of the cry for help suddenly increased by a bit, but before he finished shouting, a black shadow had already emerged from the broken tent. Wai Fei shot in, and with just one copy, Ming Qi was already wrapped in his arms, and he rolled a few times, rushing out from the hole before the tent completely collapsed. He landed among the chaotic Tongluo soldiers.

"Grandpa, grandpa, are you okay?"

Ming Qi's shock hadn't calmed down yet, but he saw one of the Tongluo soldiers rushing up, grabbed Ming Qi's hand, and shouted anxiously.

"Ah, no, it's fine."

With the help of the light of the torches in the hands of the surrounding tribal soldiers, Ming Qi finally saw clearly that the person holding his hand was the elder Sun Runing. His heart relaxed slightly, and he looked at the six masters who were still fighting fiercely with lingering fear. The corners of the mouth twitched and responded a few times indiscriminately.

"It's fine, it's fine, brother Chen, I'm thankful to you this time, otherwise my grandpa might not be safe."

Seeing that although Ming Qi was covered in blood, he was still able to answer his own question after all. Runing was slightly relieved, and didn't care to bandage Ming Qi first, and rushed to the name who was holding Ming Qi. The young man in black thanked him.

"It's okay, hurry up, bandage the old patriarch first, and send more people to protect the old patriarch. The enemy is very strong, so don't shoot indiscriminately, so as not to hurt yourself!"

Although the young man in black was surrounded by dozens of Tongluo soldiers, he still did not dare to let go of the slightest slack. He never let go of Ming Qi in his arms, but drew out the long sword at his waist with one hand , commanded with great vigilance.

"what……"

Although the young man in black spoke quickly enough, the Tongluo soldiers who were in chaos did not know that their old patriarch had been rescued, so they rushed towards the collapsed tent desperately. The tragedy was just about to begin—how could it be so easy to break into the fierce battle circle of the six masters? Not to mention anything else, the power of the sword light fragments splashed out by just shaking each other was comparable to that of a crossbow. How can ordinary people be able to bear it? Rao, all the soldiers of the Tongluo tribe were brave men, but when they were swept away by the sword glow fragments flying around, they fell to the ground screaming miserably. After this catastrophe, the camp became even more chaotic.

(End of this chapter)