Chapter 398: trap
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Entertainment of Spring and Autumn
- Ji Cha
- 1687 characters
- 2021-03-03 03:18:01
Is Zheng Yezhi so strong that others dare not do anything? No, he doesn't have any holes, the key is the sentence of Grandpa Zheng.
Zhujian Valley is an important sect from the court's standpoint, and the owner of the valley is of course the same duke as Li Yingqing, Chen Qianzhen's Shenji Gate of Medicine King Valley, and has great influence in the court. This group of assassinated coalition forces were all members of the imperial court except for the sharp guns. How did they kill in front of Zheng Yezhi? Even if it was a sharp gun, he Ling Baizhan didn't want to offend a big man like Zheng Yezhi!
Gonggong Li had already obtained Xue Mu's arrangement through the Xingyuezong Jianzhou Sub-rudder, and smiled Yinyin: "It seems that I can't wait any longer. Maybe Xue Mu really wants to go to the sword valley with him, and there is no chance to start. Up."
Ling Baizhan frowned and said, "What to do? We can't hide our path from Zheng Yezhi."
"Zheng Yezhi is not yet empty, and Xue Mu is just a warrior who cares about his mind. This seat directly attacked Xue Mu and left with one blow, and everything will be auspicious. If it fails, you can also distract Zheng Yezhi and other grumpy blacksmiths. Our path is varied, as long as Zheng Yezhi is not there, the Zhujiangu gate can't be recognized, is there any problem with you rushing to kill Xue Mu?"
Ling Bai's strategy hesitated a bit. He had witnessed the singing and dancing of the Qianshan Muxue Group. Judging from that Meigong, he was not a weak person. The master of the valley who followed the cast of Sword Valley was obviously an elite. It might not be easy to fight hard. Although he is a lot stronger here, he may not really be able to succeed before Zheng Yezhi's return.
But Ye Tingsheng's chief of the slain warrior said with a grin: "As long as Grandpa Zheng is not there, and the bunch of little demon girls will have trouble, I can get Xue Mu's head in a few blinks."
Li Gonggong deliberately reminded: "Yue Xiaochan is listed in the rookie score. On August 15th, she performed extremely brightly at the summit of Zhengma. The world knows that you should not fall into her hands."
Not to mention it, it inspired Ling Baizhan's pride of warriors: "Grandpa Li is looking at people in the cracks of the door. Yue Xiaochan is only a fourteen-year-old female doll. If he can block this seat, how can this seat be practiced in this life? Not fed the dog!"
Grandpa Li smiled playfully: "Then prepare to act."
Over there, Yue Xiaochan was explaining in detail to Zheng Yezhi about her needs for customizing weapons, involving her own avenue of forging and smelting. Zheng Yezhi also listened very carefully, and kept nodding to express her understanding. Xue Mu deliberately left a little distance to facilitate Li Gonggong's action.
Sure enough, a gray-clothed figure was in front of Xue Mu between the electric light and flint at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye, and a long sword pierced Xue Mu's chest like the world.
The yellow light appeared faintly, and the gray-clothed figure exclaimed, "Huiyue Divine Stone? Mistakes."
Before the voice fell, he quickly fleeed. Zheng Yezhi was furious: "Leave it to this seat!"
An epee abruptly appeared in his hand, and the overwhelming qi slashed in the direction where the figure flees. The figure swings the sword very easily, without seeing any power, but the epee's qi rushes into the sea like a clay cow and disappears.
"Forged Sword Valley is nothing but that, haha, hahaha..."
Zheng Yezhi was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and he chased him up without saying a word.
Everything was only in an instant. Xue Mu only had time to spit in his stomach about grandfather Li's acting skills this time. He saw the people around him, and several people rushed to the middle palace murderously, rushing towards him. Before the people arrived, all kinds of sword light and sword auras poured down to Xue Mu like death.
The disciples of Cast Sword Valley were still in confusion, but Yue Xiaochan, Luo Qianxue and the Ye Wu team had been prepared for a long time. They quickly blocked in front of Xue Mu, and their seemingly terrifying long-range energy was easily blocked by them, and they quickly got close to the assassin. Fight together.
The first assassin was masked with a black scarf, and the bravery and domineering of the entry level could even be felt by a blind man. He used a sword in his hand, but Yue Xiaochan could clearly feel something when he took a short sword. He smiled and said, "Good marksmanship. "
People who play guns use swords instead, no matter how to cover them up, the difference in luck is as dazzling as a firefly in the dark night in front of warriors like Yue Xiaochan.
Ling Baizhan was silent, and after two moves with Yue Xiaochan, he secretly groaned in his heart.
He found that if he didn't need real skills, let alone break through Yue Xiaochan's interception, he might have to fall into her hands. How could this little girl be so strong? Is this really just a fourteen-year-old little doll who has not yet entered the Tao? Isn't this a monster?
When Ling Baizhan was struggling, the guards brought by the dead man in the Governor's Mansion and Grandpa Li were also shocked.
What happened to this group of little demon girls who heard they were just singing and dancing? How can one be better than the other... That singing is so special at a young age, is this really not a strong clan? The group of dancers were very skillful in the amphitheater. There was a dead man in the Governor's Mansion who hadn't seen any hands when he was trapped in the battle. He watched him fall to the ground with a cheerful smile and died completely.
They finally realized that this is not a group of ordinary singing and dancing little girls, this is a group of horrible demon girls who should have made trouble! One is accompanied by Sect Master Xingyue, and then the eight guards of Xingyue Master, and the other are all the confidants of the Saintess of Acacia. In many stories, everyone here is the protagonist who has to face for a long period of time. The main enemy, one is enough for people, there are more than a dozen here!
It is a bit difficult to break through their block in a short time. Seeing that the disciples of Jianjian Valley reacted, all of them furiously stood up and participated in the battle. The death leader's heart was turned, and suddenly he had a secret skill, and the figure suddenly disappeared, again. When he appeared, he had bypassed numerous obstacles and reached behind Xue Mu.
"Die!" The leader of the dead warrior smiled and raised his knife to slash, suddenly his heart hurt and his energy was lost.
He turned his head inconceivably and looked back. There seemed to be a vague figure in the snow behind him, and his voice drifted vaguely: "Behind the leader, I have no trace."
"Trap..." This concept flashed in the head of the dead warrior. Before losing his final consciousness, he seemed to see countless women floating from the sky, like a goddess descending into the world.
Xingyue Zong Jianzhou split the rudder and came out... Was this prepared? In this assassination, there were traitors...The dead leader couldn't say this, and he fell to the ground with a slam dunk.
Just after a few breaths, Ling Baizhan hadn't decided whether to shoot or not, the situation changed suddenly. With the appearance of Wuhen Dao's top powerhouse, Jianzhou Fenruo Bai Linger led the crowd, and his strength turned upside down. An assassination turned into an encirclement and suppression. Ling Baizhan no longer cared about hiding his identity. Raise a spear and break through desperately.
"Dang!" A pair of daggers once again blocked his way to break through, Yue Xiaochan smiled: "Good marksmanship."
Looking at this grinning little girl who can't shake off a dogskin plaster, Ling Baizhan has never hated Xingyue Demon Girl like this moment, laughing at your sister, good at your sister's marksmanship!
At this moment, Li Gonggong, who had led Zheng Yezhi away, turned around. Seeing the grey-clothed silhouette approaching quickly, Ling Baizhan was overjoyed, and there was a hole in it, at least he could run away!
I saw Grandpa Li spreading his wings like a goshawk, flying over the top of the battle, flicking his hands, and rescued several internal defenders who had been in a bitter battle: "Someone leaked the secret, the plan failed, let's go!"
Dongxu was about to save people and no one could stop them. Everyone watched as Grandpa Li took the internal guards to withdraw, and countless clear eyes fell on the only dead soldiers in the Governor's Mansion and Ling Baizhan in the field.
Ling Baizhan was cold all over.
My father-in-law, how did you save people?
Until this moment, no one doubted Grandpa Li, he had indeed made an all-out effort before, if it hadn't been for the Huiyue Divine Stone to block the blow, Xue Mu had given the lead. In people's minds, this is a dead who is selfish and indifferent, only caring about his own people...
"Misted Xue Mu's trap, I'm afraid I'm really going to die here today." Ling Baizhan was caught in the attack of Yue Xiaochan, Luo Qianxuebai Ling'er, and fought hard, feeling a bit of a heroic end in his heart: "I hope Wushuang can bear the pressure and be stable. Zongmen..."
Hundreds of miles away, Ling Wushuang stood in front of the Zongmen Hall, looking at the awe-inspiring white clothes and the cold and pretty face in front of him, his heart felt like an ice cellar.
"Mu Jianli, what do you mean?"
Mu Jianli slowly closed his eyes and muttered to himself: "He said, Brother Ling, it's a pity that you won't have the opportunity to leave new marks on his chest again."