Chapter 810 One arrow!
Even though Zhu Xuan didn't care about his own life just now, Nan Yan's heart still rose to her throat when she saw this thrilling scene.
At this moment, two slender figures suddenly appeared in the air.
They suddenly landed beside Zhu Xuan, and they turned out to be two young girls!
Each of them held a scimitar in their hands, and with two clangs, they clamped Ah Hei's two knives, and then pulled them to the sides.
The blades collided, making a harsh sound.
Almost everyone present frowned, and Nan Yan almost covered her ears with her hands.
Although Ah Hei was fast, which meant he was agile, his strength was definitely insufficient. Sure enough, the two knives in his hands were almost on Zhu Xuan's neck, but were forcibly pulled apart by two people, and the two scimitars were slashed forward.
The cold light is dazzling.
Ah Hei suddenly jumped back, and two scimitars grazed his throat.
He somersaulted in the air and landed silently.
The two girls were already standing in front of Zhu Xuan, with the scimitars in their hands in a fighting stance, pointing at him.
Just now, his life was almost hanging by a thread.
However, Zhu Xuan still had that faint smile on his face as he said, "Oh, that was a close call! My precious head was almost taken away."
“…”
"But," he glanced at Ashiger, "it seems that it's not that easy, right?"
Ashig's brows furrowed.
The Yihuatang under his command was indeed as Zhu Xuan said, full of elites. This Ah Hei was already a rare master among them, with a speed that was rarely seen in the world.
But he didn't expect to encounter the tough guy beside Zhu Xuan here.
This person obviously did nothing in the Yan Kingdom and seemed to be just an idle prince, but now it seems that there is more to him than meets the eye.
Axige said in a deep voice: "Awu, you come too!"
"yes!"
The middle-aged man named Awu also rushed forward in response.
He was with that Ah Hei. At this moment, a cold light flashed in Zhu Xuan's eyes, and he said, "Tian'er, moving, come on!"
"yes!"
The two girls waved the scimitars in their hands, which had turned into a halo and rushed towards them.
Suddenly, the four people started fighting each other.
Ah Hei and Ah Wu were both extremely skilled in martial arts. Even though Nan Yan was a layman who could only watch, she could tell who was good and who was bad. Ah Hei was agile and wielded his two swords to perfection, while Ah Wu, although he was unarmed, had amazingly powerful palm techniques.
However, the two girls under Zhu Xuan were not much inferior.
Although they are lighter, their body movements are also very good, especially the cooperation between the two of them is very good, one on the left and the other on the right, one up and down, almost flawless.
The mist was rising, and these people were moving very fast, so Nan Yan could hardly see their movements. She only saw a few figures constantly shuttling back and forth, with cold light flashing. Every time they swung their sword, it almost grazed the vital parts of the people.
Originally, the thick fog gave people a sense of tension, and now it makes people feel suffocated.
At this moment, Nan Yan heard Ashige say in a deep voice: "Retreat."
He was talking to a few people around him.
Those people hurriedly protected him and retreated carefully.
Zhu Xuan also saw this scene. He waved his hand lightly, and the archers around him immediately followed, with the arrows in their hands flashing with cold light, all aimed at Ashige.
In other words, it was aimed at Nan Yan.
Is Zhu Xuan really not afraid that he will be killed by Ashige?
They retreated step by step to the shore, and the big ship was not far behind them. A wide sampan was placed on the shore and the side of the ship.
Several killers immediately went up to clear the way.
At this moment, Nan Yan suddenly cursed loudly: "Prince Ning, you bastard, how dare you disregard my life or death? I must tell the emperor and let him kill you!"
Originally, the atmosphere was tense and everyone held their breath.
Suddenly, even Ashig was stunned when he heard her start swearing.
When Zhu Xuan heard Nan Yan's curses, his eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately said with a sneer, "My Lady Concubine, since you say so, then I will not let you leave alive."
“…”
"After all, I am the emperor's good brother."
“…”
"I will definitely help you avenge your hatred."
After saying that, he waved his hand.
Suddenly, the archers were getting closer and closer. Seeing that they were almost coming up through the fog, Ashige was a little panicked at this time. He pinched Nan Yan's throat with two fingers.
Then I heard a series of clucking sounds.
Nan Yan couldn't even breathe.
Her face flushed red, and she held her breath as she looked ahead. Seeing the archers approaching, several Ichikado assassins around her immediately walked in front of Ashig, blocking their sight.
Because she couldn't breathe, Nan Yan's eyes turned black.
She struggled and said, "Ashig, you—you—"
Axige gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Sinanyan, if anything happens to me here today, I will make sure you are buried with me."
With every word he spoke, the strength in his hands grew stronger.
Nan Yan only felt that her eyes had completely turned black and she could not hear any sound.
Even the sound of the river behind him suddenly became very far away, as if it came from thousands of mountains and rivers away.
Gradually, even those sounds could no longer be heard.
She smelled the scent of death.
Just when she was almost suffocating, suddenly, a sharp sound rang out in her silent world.
It came from behind, like lightning.
Nan Yan only felt that the body behind her twitched suddenly, and the hand that was strangling her throat suddenly loosened.
A large amount of air rushed into her nose all of a sudden, causing her lungs to expand violently and causing her to cough unexpectedly. The hand had completely let go of her!
What's going on?
Nan Yan's stomach ached from coughing so much that she subconsciously turned around and saw Ashige, who was standing right behind her, with his eyes wide open, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets, his mouth wide open, and a gurgling sound coming from his throat.
An expression of disbelief on his face.
Nan Yan saw his chest at a glance.
A cold light is flickering.
Immediately, a pool of crimson blood slowly spread across his chest, soaking his clothes in an instant.
As if he couldn't believe it, Ashig slowly turned around and looked behind him.
Nan Yan also raised her head and looked over his shoulder to look behind her.
Thick fog was spreading over the river. On the large ship that was waiting silently, a tall figure stood resolutely. The bowstring in his hand was trembling slightly and still making a low sound.
And those eyes were as deep as a bottomless cold pool.
Looked at them.
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