The strongest boss in the sky

Chapter 19 Ximen Chuuxue, the battle of peerless swordsmen!
In the evening, Xiu'er visited the prison in Nanchang City, administered the detoxification pill for the two of Zhao and Da, knocked out all the guards, took them out of the prison, and sent them outside the city.

Lin Nuo is a person who keeps his promises. He had promised at the beginning that as long as the two were willing to sue the magistrate of Anyi, he would protect their lives.

The promise she made must be fulfilled naturally. For Xiu'er, saving the two people from the prison is really just a matter of effort.

In the early morning of the next day, feeling the coolness of the high autumn air, after Lin Nuo and his wife bid farewell to a group of people of the same age, they sat in a carriage and drove towards Jianchang Mansion.

In the first half month of the imperial examination, his martial arts practice has been affected to some extent, so in the next half year before the opening of Chunwei, he is going to devote all his mind to cultivation, and some unnecessary entertainment and trivial matters can be saved. Just save it!

Along the way, Lin Nuo hardly spoke, and was very silent. Most of the time, he squinted his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

"Anything on your mind?"

Hearing this, Lin Nuo opened his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said the method in his mind, "Xiu'er, do you think it is possible to kill King Ning with the strength of the two of us?"

"The hope is slim, less than [-]%!" Xiu'er gave the answer without even thinking about it.

Lin Nuo nodded. He had already expected this result, and because of this, neither of them mentioned the matter of killing King Ning before leaving. After all, wanting to kill a prince is not killing the magistrate's family of Anyi So simple.

"In Prince Ning's residence, there are masters!" Xiu'er said.

"Stronger than you?"

"I haven't fought before, so I'm not sure, but if you want to come and entangle me, it's okay!"

Lin Nuo remained silent. He didn't know exactly how strong Xiu'er was, because the two had been together for more than half a year, and he had never seen Xiu'er attack with all her strength.

But even if he takes one or two occasional shots, he can subdue himself with an understatement, although it is like a glimpse, this strength is definitely not comparable to ordinary first-class warriors!

"Shut up!"

At this moment, the middle-aged driver who was driving in front suddenly pulled the reins and stopped.

"Master, madam, there are strong men fighting in front of us, why don't we take a detour?"

Lin Nuo got off the carriage and looked forward, only to see more than a dozen mysterious men in black and masked outside the grove on the right side of the official road, holding a long sword, holding a young man in white with a stern face Surrounded in the middle.

"kill!"

The moment Lin Nuo stepped out of the carriage, those men in black made a move.

Thirteen figures, thirteen swords, formed some kind of sword array, with a biting chill and flickering cold light, instantly enveloped the man in white.

But at this moment, the man in white who had been standing there all this time without moving suddenly moved, and saw that the long sword that was originally carried behind his back suddenly appeared in his palm at some point.

The hilt is black, the blade is also black, the whole sword is black, pitch black, long and narrow, ancient, even just by looking at it, Lin Nuo already understood that this is definitely a rare sword in the world!

call out!
The man in white drew his sword. Lin Nuo couldn't describe the sharpness and speed of that sword. Even though he was far away, he could still clearly feel that if he faced that sword, he would definitely die, and he couldn't stop it at all. Can't escape!

chi chi chi~~
The sound of the sharp sword cutting through the flesh sounded, and with Lin Nuo's eyesight, he could only see a black afterimage flashing outside the forest. The next moment, the thirteen masked men who had already attacked and killed the man in white The assassin fell to the ground in an instant, a large amount of blood spilled from his neck.

One sword, thirteen kills!

The sword light flashed, blood splashed out!
Even Xiu'er, who had just stepped out of the carriage, showed a look of astonishment at that stunning sword strike. It seemed that the opponent's improbable sword strike was enough to arouse her fear.

Killing the enemy instantly with a sword, the man in white shook his long sword casually, shaking off the blood on the sword, and then put the divine sword into its sheath, looking at where Lin Nuo was.

To be exact, the other party wasn't looking at him, his gaze was on Xiu'er from the beginning to the end.

"I'm Lin Nuo, the new imperial examiner. This is my wife. I don't know what to call a hero?"

Being targeted by a peerless swordsman is not a good thing for Lin Nuo, at least it is definitely not a happy thing before his Nine Suns Divine Art has not achieved great success.

However, from the beginning to the end, the man in white ignored Lin Nuo's existence and didn't even look at him.

The next moment, the figure of the man in white suddenly rushed, and the black long sword that had been in his hand came out again in an instant, and an afterimage flashed across the air, slashing towards Xue Xiu'er.

call out!
Inspired by the air movement, Xiu'er's figure also rushed out at the moment the opponent made a move, raised her hand and pulled out the silver long sword from Lin Nuo's waist, and then the whole person was like a ghost, stepping on mysterious steps , and came to the opponent in the blink of an eye.

Bang!
The sound of long swords colliding sounded, and the two separated as soon as they touched each other, and they retreated a few meters from each other.

Immediately afterwards, without any words, the two increased their speed to the extreme again, using the woods outside the official road as the battlefield, and started a battle that Lin Nuo thought was not like a mortal world.

In the whole forest, there are two figures everywhere, black sword shadows and silver sword shadows flickering in the void from time to time, the cold and sharp aura made the middle-aged driver tremble all over, as if the whole body The body is out of control with fear.

The sword of the man in white was sharp and cold, without any extravagant movements. It was stabbing and slashing from the beginning to the end. He had never used any other moves in his hands.

But because of this, he discarded redundant sword moves and movements, and the speed of his sword is simply unimaginable. That speed is simply not what a mortal should have.

In the world of martial arts, nothing is invincible, only fast is invincible!

When the speed is extremely fast, all sword moves look extremely ridiculous. There is no need for others to compete with you in any sword skills or sword formations. It only needs a flash of sword light, and you die before you can react.

This extreme speed can only be stopped by the same extreme speed!

The speed of the man in white was extremely fast, but Xiu'er's speed also surpassed the limit of mortals.

Seeing that the two were evenly matched, Lin Nuo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Xiu'er's main internal strength is the yin attribute of the Nine Yin Manual, which has a substantial bonus in terms of speed.

Coupled with the Dugu Nine Swords she practiced, it can also be regarded as static brakes, fast strikes and fast swordsmanship. After a life-and-death fight, the two of them were unable to do anything to each other.

In the blink of an eye, the two had fought hundreds of moves, but in fact, only ten breaths had passed.

But in such a short period of time, the forest seemed to have been plowed through. The ground, which was originally full of withered and yellow leaves, was now covered with various sword marks and gullies, and broken trees fell to the ground. It looked like a mess.

call!
After the two long swords collided and separated again, this time, the two did not make another move, but stood at the top of the tree, looking at each other vigilantly.

"The sword in my hand is forged from a meteorite from outside the sky. The blade's edge is three feet seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and 13 taels!"

Perhaps Xiu'er's strength had won his approval, and the white-clothed man with a stern face from the beginning to the end suddenly spoke.

(End of this chapter)