Invincible son

Chapter 781 780 [Thorn Pei] (seven)
Four people came with knives, and they arrived in an instant.

He took the Chinese army straight with a knife, and aimed at Pei Yue's chest and abdomen. He raised the blade horizontally, with the blade facing down, bringing out a unique killing spirit on the battlefield.The knife was a thick-browed man in his 30s. His hand was very steady, and the steel knife did not tremble in the process of advancing at high speed.

The knife slashed obliquely, and the target was Pei Yue's left shoulder. The blade pierced through the air, cutting through the condensed night, and the whining sound made the teeth ache.This is a very young man, but such an elegant knife style has become very heavy in his hands.However, although elegant and beautiful, it is not suitable for killing people. Only heavy killing can be enjoyed. If this knife is implemented, Pei Yue will be cut in half obliquely.

A knife cut from the waist to the right, intending to cut Pei Yue into two pieces.This knife is extraordinarily long, and the blade is extraordinarily wide, so the knife is more fierce, and the knife is so full of surprise that the rain escapes everywhere.The man who wielded the knife had a long scar between his eyebrows and eyes. He held the knife with both hands at this moment, and the powerful force was transmitted from his waist and abdomen to his arms. The astonishing killing intent accompanied the knife. It seemed that he was not only cutting people, but also The night is cut apart.

There was no trace of a knife, and it haunted the night like a poisonous snake.This is a short man, who fell to the ground the moment he started it, relying on his feet to push himself forward quickly, the long knife swung away the muddy water on the ground, and slashed at Pei Yue's legs.

Four people, but like thousands of people

Four knives are like tens of thousands of knives.

The meaning of the knife is like a net, trapping Pei Yue firmly, no matter which direction he moves, there is a steel knife waiting for him.

At the critical moment, Pei Yue's face was solemn, and he entered the state of selflessness in an instant, and the surrounding scene seemed to slow down suddenly.

His right foot kicked the ground suddenly, splashing a circle of muddy water, and then his body suddenly rose up.At this time, the long knife under his feet had arrived, and the killing intent was close to his legs, and when there was no time to send, he stepped on the tip of the knife firmly with his left foot, and the short man could no longer move forward.Then his right knee was raised, and it bounced on the knife in the middle like a pendulum. The blade seemed not to move. Only the man with thick eyebrows who was holding the knife knew that the steel knife had trembled countless times at that moment, almost falling from his hand.

The invisible but still trembling steel knife swung to the right, and just hit the long knife that was cut in the middle.

In the blink of an eye, the offensive of the three knives was abolished, but there was still one knife, a knife that was slashing obliquely to split Pei Yue in half.

Facing the knife hanging from the antelope's horns from top to bottom, Pei Yue stretched out his left hand at the moment.

This heavy knife was grabbed by him, and even though a deep cut was made on his palm, he couldn't move it anymore. The young man realized that the blade of the knife was really heavy at this time, so heavy that he could hardly hold it. verb: move.

Pei Yue yelled angrily, and swung the steel knife with his right hand, slashing forward with the momentum of the mountain pressing down on him!
Violent internal energy gushed out, and the blade cut a deep gash from the opponent's right shoulder to left abdomen, and his clothes turned out with flesh and blood.The young man didn't even utter a word, he was hacked away by Pei Yue's knife, and then fell to the ground to die, lying in the muddy water.

At the same time, the other three had to abandon their knives at the same time.

Pei Yue landed on the ground and approached, stabbing forward with the steel knife, directly piercing the chest of the oncoming man with thick eyebrows, Pei Yue pushed his body forward five steps, clenched his bleeding left hand into a fist, and held back With severe pain, a punch hit the lower abdomen of the man with the scar on the left side.

"die!"

Pei Yue's beard and hair were all stretched out, and his momentum was unrestrained. While pushing the man with thick eyebrows forward, he raised his right foot, and his calf swung suddenly, just like a shell fired from the previous life, directly hitting the man's head on the ground.

Then he drew his knife out, stood solemnly, and looked back.

All this happened in just a few moments. Three of the four swordsmen died and one was injured. Only the man who was hit in the lower abdomen by Pei Yue's punch survived.

As the rain grew thicker, a bolt of lightning split the night sky. Pei Yue's handsome face appeared in Fang Yunhu's eyes, and those murderous eyes made him stop subconsciously.

The rain slapped the surrounding grass.

The strong murderous aura seemed to freeze time and space.

The painful groans of the only living swordsman broke the silence.

At this moment, all verbal contests have been meaningless. Fang Yunhu glanced at the four swordsmen who fell on the ground, his eyes gradually turned red, and then his eyes locked on Pei Yue, who was more than ten feet away, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a cry Roaring, the autumn rain kept falling on his face.

"Kill him! Kill him for me!"

Fang Yunhu's roar was covered by the rain, unable to penetrate the deep night sky, but it was enough for the subordinates behind to hear clearly, so they rushed towards Pei Yue with longbows on their backs and weapons in hand.

When he was in Xuelang Pavilion in Dingzhou, Gu Fan once knocked down dozens of people with a single sword, and he was extremely elegant and unrestrained. Although he is much more mature than before, his martial arts style still cannot be changed.Pei Yue is completely different from him, and he will never be able to be so willful in his life, because he is more used to obtaining the greatest victory at the least cost.

Perhaps this is the difference between idealism and pragmatism.

When the other party rushed over madly, Pei Yue didn't think about how to achieve the feat of one-on-one hundred, but that he immediately turned around and ran away regardless of his image after completing the extremely domineering quadruple kill.

The night was flickering, and the wind and rain gradually became violent. I saw a figure walking quickly through the wind and rain, followed by more than a hundred people chasing after him.

After a while, Pei Yue finally crossed the mountains, but was forced to a desperate place by those almost desperate assassins.

This is the shore of Danxia Lake, which has already left the range of Donglin.

On a gentle slope by the lake, Pei Yue was short of breath, standing on the shore with a long knife.

The torrential rain poured down on the lake, and the sound of ding-dong was like a guzheng song filled with murderous air.

Fang Yunhu's subordinates formed a semicircle, blocking Pei Yue inside. He walked through the crowd to the front, looked at Pei Yue who raised his hand to wipe the rain from his face, and said with a smirk: "Kneel down and beg for mercy, I can save you some time." A whole corpse."

The corners of Pei Yue's mouth curled up, his expression still calm.

……

A group of men with different temperaments walked carefully through the rain curtain. There were about twenty of them, and they looked more like a group of traveling merchants from the outside.Some people have a big belly, some people look old, and there is even a monk in black clothes.

These people were originally hiding in the slums in the east of Jian'an City. They left the city from the north gate early this morning, then turned west along Jinglingyuan, and finally sneaked into the East Forest from the north of Danxia Lake.

They basically didn't know each other, at most they only knew two or three people around them, but everyone knew in their hearts that something big and earth-shattering was going to happen tonight.

That is to assassinate Daliang first-class Zhongshanhou.

In the process of marching, a person suddenly stopped, and everyone had to stop and turn their heads to look at this carefree man in his 30s.

Another old man in his fifties frowned and said, "Dianxiong, what's wrong?"

Dianxiong looked around, lowered his voice and asked, "Where's Lao Jiang?"

The old man was slightly taken aback, his eyes scanned the faces of the people around him, his face changed slightly, and he asked, "When did he disappear?"

Dianxiong shook his head, and said nervously: "I just found out, does anyone know?"

Everyone shook their heads one after another. Although they all worked for that noble man, they all knew in their hearts that the farmer-like swordsman was the real master.

Someone asked: "Could it be that Mr. Lan told him otherwise?"

Dianxiong thought of Lao Jiang's abnormality some time ago, he hesitated and finally dared not say it, he could only shake his head and said: "I don't know, maybe that's the case, then let's continue on our way?"

The old man thought for a while, nodded and said: "That's okay, Midnight has already been killed over there, we have to seize the opportunity to go there, the time is fleeting."

Everyone moved forward with their own thoughts.

On a big tree about fifty or sixty feet behind them, Lao Jiang held his sword in his arms and looked at the figures in the late night rainstorm with a calm face and torch-like eyes.

(End of this chapter)