Chapter 464 Peak Showdown 1

This sword is really too fast, as fast as lightning. Even if he is a first-class master in the world, under the sudden attack, it is difficult to retreat. Not to mention that Qi is just a bad old man who knows a little about martial arts. In the face of this gorgeous killing sword, Ming Qi reacts, not to mention the idea of panic. I didn't have time to turn around, but I looked at the meteor-like sword, and my mind was blank.

"Boom..."

Ming Qi could not make any reaction, but someone could. When the sword light waved less than a foot away from Mingqi's chest, the armor shelf standing on the edge of the marching bed suddenly collapsed, and the scattered fragments of armor flew all over the sky. A man in black shot out. In the air, he only waved his hand. The roar of the sword has roared like a sea tide. Six or seven swords that are so bright that people can't open their eyes suddenly rise. In an instant, the assassin's body has been locked to death. It is obviously the idea of the mantis to catch cicadas. It seems that he ignores the life of Ming Qi and only cares to kill the attacking person.

In the face of this sudden fierce attack, the assassin in the air has nowhere to hide at all. He has only two choices. One is to forcibly change his moves to withstand the attack and kill. The other is that the original situation remains unchanged. While killing Ming Qi, he also has his life here. In addition, there is no other way. There are three ways to go.

"Cang Qiang..."

The assassin killed from heaven is obviously not a dead man, and he has to achieve his mission at all costs. In the face of the threat of death, he gave in, but when he saw his arm shaken, he forcibly raised the long sword, waved dozens of arc-shaped swords between his hands, and protected his whole body tightly. But in the sound of a crisp sound like rain, countless fragments of sword light flew around, as gorgeous as the flowers of the heavenly girl, but in such gorgeousness, there was an extremely terrible attack power, sweeping everything in the tent. Wherever it passed, whether it was a few children or a lamp stand, or the tent itself, it was chopped like being saved by a crossbow. Like shooting, the crackling sound was as loud as fried beans.

"Bang!"

The assassin's martial arts skills that came to attack Mingqi are indeed very high, enough to rank among the top masters today. However, the interceptor is not a weak hand. Whether it is swordsmanship or internal strength, it is not the same, and it also occupies the advantage of surprise. Under this positive hard shake, the assassin obviously suffered a big loss and was hit by the anti-shock force. He flew backwards and hit the tent heavily. Although he had never been injured, he lost the initiative to attack.

"Hey!"

The interceptor shocked the assassin with one move, but he himself could not stabilize his body in the air and had to fall to the ground. However, he did not mean to stop, nor did he pay attention to the old man Mingqi, who was already scared and dumbfounded. His toes were on the ground, and the man had jumped up again, flashing like a ghost, and he had been in front three of the assassin. Within a step, there was a muffled hum, and the long sword in his hand trembled, and another six swords roared and killed the unstable assassin.

The assassin's foothold was not stable at this time, and his qi and blood were also shocked by the previous fight. In the face of the fierce and abnormal move of the interceptor, he was obviously unable to fight, but he did not panic. He just calmly raised his sword on his chest and pressed his hand heavily on the wall of the tent. He had taken advantage of the situation, did not defend and counterattack, and waved with all his strength. A silver sword light came out and counterattacked the chest of the interceptor.

"Wh! Sla!"

The assassin's sword seems to be extremely fierce. In fact, it is just a dying struggle. The speed of the sword is quite fast, but it is scattered and weak. The interceptor has determined at a glance that the threat of the sword is limited to himself. At most, he is injured, but his life is worry-free. He refuses to let go of such a good opportunity to kill the assassin. Regardless of this sword, the long sword in his hand swept over the assassin. Unexpectedly, he tried to kill the assassin on the spot even if he was injured. His courage and determination were really shocking, but the sky did not meet people's wishes. Just after the assassin rose up, there was less than a breath of time. The sound of two cracks and silk burst out, and the two dazzling swords of light had been He broke the wall from the outside of the tent, and twisted it fiercely to the interceptor in the air like a double shear. The speed was extremely fast, and the attack power was also extremely strong. At the same time, the sword light in the assassin's hand suddenly lit up, and the already fast sword speed was suddenly three points faster. Obviously, this was a premeditated move, for It is to booby trap the interceptor on the spot.

Masters, they are all masters! Whether it is the previous assassin or the ambush who attacked left and right, they are the top masters of the world. With only one interceptor, it is impossible to escape the joint attack of the three masters. Death seems to be inevitable. At this time, the joint attack of the three masters has been achieved. If the interceptor wants to escape, unless there is a miracle!

"Boom..."

The reason why the miracle is a miracle is that it is rare and rare, but it does not mean that it does not exist. Just as the three swords were about to be combined, the few pieces under the body of the attacker on the left side suddenly burst open, revealing a large square pit. A sword light in the pit roared and swayed straight up like a dragon ascending to the sky. At the same time, the lower abdomen of the attacker, a screen next to the attacker on the right hand side also burst at the same time, and a knife domineeringly swept between the head and neck of the attacker. This scene turned out to be a mantis catching cicadas and yellow finch behind, and the hunter was behind!

This sudden change was really too sudden. The three assassins obviously didn't expect that there would be so many masters in ambush in this not very spacious tent. Under this sudden attack, they all panicked. They didn't care about the earliest interceptor to appear in the joint attack. They shouted loudly and tried their best. Attacking his enemy, the sound of sword impact in the tent was loud, and countless shiny fragments of swords flew around, cutting the whole tent into pieces. In a few muffled hums, the three assassins suffered some light or serious injuries one after another, and had to retreat together and tried their best to resist the three interceptors. The waves are higher than the strong attack.

"Boom!"

The power of the confrontation between the six masters is really too terrible. Rao Mingqi's big tent is made of thick cowhide, and the iron rod is added as the bone, but it can withstand the destruction of the six masters. It's only a few breaths before and after. The huge tent has been broken and leaks on all sides. In the end, it collapsed.

"Help, help!"

It's tedious, but things happen quickly. Almost all the confrontations actually only happened in ten breaths. Until the big tent collapsed, and Ming Qi, who was scared, finally came to his senses. However, at this time, he had been cut by the aftermath of the two sides and his whole body was dripping with blood. Although it was not fatal, it was very painful. He looked at these two waves of people fighting like gods and crazy not far away. Ming Qi suspected that he was in a dream, but the pain on his body clearly told him that all this was true. Under the risk of his life, Ming Qi didn't care about his face. He hurried to shout wildly. It's extremely sad.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

"Protect the patriarch!"

"Save the patriarch!"

......

This fight took place in the quiet night. The movement was so big that it was impossible not to disturb the Tongluo soldiers. However, suddenly, most of the Tongluo soldiers were awakened from their sleep. Under the unknown enemy, they all shouted loudly, and their actions were slow. They really didn't know how to deal with such chaos. It was not until the collapse of the big tent of the Chinese army that a group of Luo soldiers found the scene of the war. They all went crazy and roared at the big tent of the Chinese army one by one.

"Help, save..."

Ming Qi just tried to sit up straight, but he didn't expect that his waist was just halfway up, and the tent had been smashed head-to-head. You should know that this tent was made of thick cowhide and iron bones. If he really pressed down the old bones like this, even if he didn't die, he would have to get half of his life. In a hurry, he called for help. Suddenly, he raised the boss's part, but before he finished shouting, a dark shadow had flown in from outside the broken tent. As soon as he copied it, he had involved Ming Qi in his arms and rolled several times. He rushed out of the hole before the tent completely collapsed. Between the ups and downs, several jumps have fallen on the chaotic Tongluo clan. Among the soldiers.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, are you all right?"

Ming Qi's panic had not yet calmed down, but he saw that one of the group of Tongluo soldiers rushed out and took Ming Qi's hand and shouted anxiously.

"Ah, no, it's okay."

With the help of the light of the torch in the hands of the surrounding tribal soldiers, Ming Qi finally saw that the person holding his hand was Changsun Runing, and his heart was slightly relieved. He especially looked at the six masters who were fighting fiercely, and his mouth twitched and answered a few times.

"As long as it's okay, as long as it's okay, Brother Chen, thanks to you this time, or I'm afraid my grandfather won't be safe."

As soon as she saw that Ming Qi was full of blood, she was still able to answer her own questions. Ru Ning was slightly relieved and didn't care about dressing Ming Qi first. She hurriedly thanked the young man in black holding Ming Qi.

"It doesn't matter. Come on, first dress the old patriarch first, send more people, and protect the old patriarch. The enemy is very strong. Don't take action randomly to avoid self-injury!"

Although the young man in black was in the sanitation of dozens of fellow Luo soldiers, he still did not dare to relax at all. He did not let go of Mingqi in his arms. Instead, he pulled out the long sword around his waist with one hand and ordered vigilantly.

"Ah..."

Although the words of the young man in black were fast enough, the Tongluo soldiers in chaos did not know that their old patriarch had been rescued, so they rushed to the collapse of the tent desperately. Under this rush, the tragedy was staged - how can the fierce battle circle of the six masters be so easy to break through? Among other things, light It is the power of the sword light fragments splashed by each other's hard shaking, which is comparable to the strong crossbow, and it is not what ordinary people can bear. Even if all the soldiers of the Luo nationality are brave, they are swept away by the flying sword light fragments, and then they will fall to the ground. After this disaster, the originally chaotic camp has become more chaotic. How much...