Chapter 123 Ten Breaths
Behind him were Ning Yuke and the other three, and in front of him were a mass of assassins.
At first glance, Wei Changtian's current situation seems to be similar to before, but in fact it is completely different.
Because he could still move around in a small area just now, but now if he wants to save the lives of the people behind him, he can't hide at all.
The smoke and sounds of fighting rising not far away indicated that reinforcements had arrived at the periphery and it was estimated that they would be able to arrive here within ten breaths.
However, for Wei Changtian, these are also the most dangerous ten breaths.
Ten Breaths The assassins who realized they were "counter-surrounded" did not flee, nor did they try to break out. Instead, they rushed towards the carriage at a faster speed.
The midday sun shone on countless cold blades and in an instant they were in front of Wei Changtian.
“Clang!!”
The first swift chop came down, and the fine steel sword only lasted for a moment before breaking into two pieces.
The assassin's left arm was also broken off along with it.
Nine Breaths Just after one strike, several more strikes came at the same time, each one carrying a powerful internal force.
If Wei Changtian had been more rational, he should have hidden at this time.
But he was already blood-thirsty, and he actually stood up to meet the knife. In the blink of an eye, his upper body clothes turned into flying rags, and white marks covered his inner armor.
As soon as they met, blood splattered everywhere.
This time there was Wei Changtian's blood.
Eight breaths of the periphery of the "main battlefield".
From the east, west and north, three groups of people wearing different clothes were fighting towards the carriage.
The yellow assassin resisted very tenaciously, probably trying desperately to buy time for his companions to "complete the mission".
"Quick! Come on, some people, follow me and rush in to rescue Master Wei first!!!"
A man in green clothes who came to rescue shouted loudly, and then he ran straight towards Wei Changtian like a bull, ignoring the swords and sabers around him.
Several assassins tried to stop him, but were immediately knocked to the ground. When they looked up again, swords and knives were already on their necks.
Realizing that resistance was hopeless, they did not hesitate and immediately bit the poison they had been holding in their mouths, and died of the poison in the blink of an eye.
No matter whether the mission succeeds or not, you must not survive.
Death warrior.
Seven breaths In the carriage.
Ning Qingyu slowly woke up from his coma.
He looked at the scene in front of him, but his expression did not show the slightest surprise or fear, instead there was only endless coldness in his eyes.
Ning Yuke was still standing in front of them, holding the long sword of the assassin who had just died in her hand, staring at Wei Changtian's back, tears rolling down her eyes.
Six breaths "Fuck your mother!!"
Wei Changtian roared, raised his knife and stabbed another assassin in the chest.
It was unclear how many people he had killed. The Dragon Roar Sword had already been dyed red, and even the red rope tied to the handle seemed to be brighter than before.
Although he was a "big devil", he had only killed Liu Yuanshan before.
Today was a big killing spree.
Five breaths, "Pah!"
With his bloody hands tightly grasping the Dragon Roar blade, the "spirit of dedication" that the assassin burst out before his death finally forced Wei Changtian to drop the knife.
“Swish!”
The brief tug of war left a new wound on his arm, but Wei Changtian did not give in, and did not even frown. Instead, he punched the opponent's left shoulder with his backhand.
"Bang!"
With a dull thud, the latter's entire left arm was suddenly separated from the body, as if it had been blown off.
This was the first time that Wei Changtian used the Tianluo Fist, which is also a heavenly-level martial art, in actual combat.
When one reaches the "transparent state", the internal force can explode through the whole body.
Four breaths The number of assassins has been decreasing, but Wei Changtian's situation is getting worse.
As the saying goes, an inch longer is an inch stronger.
Although the Tianluo Fist is indeed extremely powerful, "fighting with bare hands against blades" is inherently a disadvantage.
What's more, it was a battle against a group of hand-to-hand combatants.
Ning Yuke also noticed this. Without any hesitation, she immediately turned the long sword in her hand, grasped the blade tightly with both hands, and handed the handle to Wei Changtian's side.
"Master Wei! Take the knife!"
Three Breaths It could be that Wei Changtian and this Princess Rouan do have an inexplicable tacit understanding.
Although Ning Yuke only said "catch the knife", Wei Changtian seemed to have eyes behind his head. He didn't even look at the knife and directly reached out to grasp the handle of the knife.
“Swish!”
The long knife disappeared from Ning Yuke's hand in an instant, and the blade scratched across the palm of her hand, leaving a wound deep enough to see the bone.
The blood instantly stained her white dress, but she still just looked at Wei Changtian, and even maintained the posture of handing over the knife just now.
Two breaths "Swear to be loyal to the prince till death!!"
The last palace guard who fought side by side with Wei Changtian finally fell down with a roar, and before he died he held on to the leg of an assassin.
At this time, there were only five assassins left facing Wei Changtian.
Five to one, and the difference in their realms is almost the same.
This should have been a very unequal duel, but when they saw Wei Changtian getting the knife again, the five assassins subconsciously took half a step back.
The death warriors may not be afraid of death, but they are still afraid of the power they cannot defeat.
In the last breath, nearly a hundred figures were running towards them from all directions. Judging from the time, even if Wei Changtian did not take action, there would be no big problem.
If he were to be more rational, he should have tried his best to keep the remaining five alive in order to catch the mastermind behind the scenes.
However, Wei Changtian finally raised his knife and swung it gently from left to right under everyone's gaze. "Buzz!"
“Crack!!”
"Bang!!!"
Tremble, crack, and shatter.
The long sword made of fine steel could not withstand the force of the blow. In the blink of an eye, it turned into countless tiny fragments and exploded in the air.
Wei Changtian shook his head and threw away the empty hilt of the knife.
Five masked heads also fell to the ground along with the hilt.
The broken edge is like a mirror and the blood is coagulated but not flowing.
The Great Perfection of the Return to Dust Sword - Return to Dust.
Blue sky, yellow leaves on the ground. Autumn colors on the waves, cold green smoke on the waves.
The scenery of Nanshan remains the same, with red leaves all over the mountain.
When Wei Changtian first saw this scene, he could never have imagined that he would encounter something like "assassination". He could only sigh -
What bad luck! Never mind, just treat it as a preview of the revenge from the Liu family in the future.
At least through this incident I discovered some shortcomings in my security work.
"Young Master!"
"Master Wei!"
"Master Wei!"
Three big men rushed over in a hurry, and without caring about Ning Qingyu who had already stuck his head out of the carriage, they knelt down on the ground in front of Wei Changtian.
These three people, one wearing yellow, one wearing green, and one wearing red, are obviously from three different forces.
Good fellows, are you guys performing a traffic light here? ! Wei Changtian didn't even look at them, and turned around to look for the Dragon Roar Blade among the pile of corpses.
Ning Qingyu probably felt that it was inappropriate to leave his savior here alone, so although he was a little weak, he still took the initiative to ask: "Thank you all for saving my life, but I don't know who sent you?"
"this."
The three men looked at each other, all hesitant and silent.
Until Wei Changtian calmly asked: "What? Didn't you hear the prince asking you a question?"
"ah!"
The three of them stopped wasting time and immediately introduced themselves.
"Xuan Jing Division secret guard, Bai Jin, is under the order of Lord Zhenfu to lead people to secretly protect the young master!"
"Zhang Dahu, the scout battalion of the Qingpao Army, is also secretly protecting the young master under the order of the general."
"Gongsun Ke, from the Shadow Division of the Tianluo Sect, is following the orders of the Sect Leader and is also secretly protecting the young master."
“.”
After the three of them finished speaking, they still didn't dare to stand up and just continued to kneel.
Ning Qingyu knew that they all came for Wei Changtian, and he couldn't help feeling a little bitter and even a little envious.
He hesitated for a moment and then gently advised: "Master Wei, why don't you just stop making them kneel?"
"Your Majesty, don't worry about them."
Wei Changtian snorted coldly, and without giving the three people face, he directly scolded:
"A bunch of rubbish."
This chapter uses a different style of writing for the fight, which is my first attempt. I wonder how you readers feel about it. (End of this chapter)
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