The night was as dark as water, and it was already close to midnight. The wind whistled, sweeping up the sand and dust on the ground, forming a dense fog in the air.
On the quiet street, the cold moon shone brightly. Not far away, the Smoky Thea Tower was brightly lit, and the faint sound of strings could be heard from afar, making this place seem even more desolate.
Accompanied by burping sounds and muffled conversations, a group of people slowly approached in twos and threes. The group of a hundred people was unorganized, and their formation was extremely long.
NanGong Le and the Yang brothers, who had eaten their fill, were swaying on their horses with their guards. Along the way, they seemed to be discussing something as if they had not had enough of it. From time to time, waves of lewd laughter would come from their mouths.
He was getting closer and closer.
The front of the last horse had turned into the long and silent street.
A figure flashed like a ghost. From the rooftops of the roadside, the figure swooped down silently like a large bird. The long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light, and he stabbed it towards the Nangong Lok who was walking in front of the Yang Family brothers!
The Nangong Lok, who was happily discussing something with the Yang Family brothers, felt his soul leave his body as he hurriedly jumped off his horse. The two guards behind him pounced forward at the same time, raising their swords and sabers. One of them even used his own body to jump in front of the Nangong Lok. Clearly, he was willing to sacrifice himself to block this sword for the Nangong Lok!
That ghostly figure twisted in the air, before thrusting out like a bolt of lightning, piercing through the ribs of the guard in front of NanGong Le, before ruthlessly thrusting into the chest of the panicking NanGong Le!
Blood splattered everywhere! The Nangong Lok let out a blood-curdling scream, and a thin line of blood shot out from his chest like a fountain, shooting three feet away. His body fell limply from the horse, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
The figure retracted his long sword, and with two clangs, he deflected the swords of the two guards, and the long sword slashed through the necks of the two guards. The two guards felt a chill on their necks, and their bodies fell to the ground like empty cloth bags, with blood spurting out from their necks.
The black-clothed man seemed to let out a cold laugh as he kicked out with lightning speed. Before the guard in front of NanGong Le could even pull out his blade, he had already been kicked in the crotch. His entire body flew into the air as he let out an extremely suppressed hiss. Blood spurted out from his five orifices at the same time, and before he landed on the ground, he had already lost his breath. The black-clothed figure's kick, and his meridians and internal organs!
The healthy horse was frightened, and neighed to the sky.
Beside the Nangong Lok were the three Yang Family brothers, who were already scared stiff. The black-clothed figure swung his long sword in a circle, and blocked all the swords coming from all directions. His right leg lifted up again, and like lightning, he kicked out three times. "Puff, puff, puff!" The three Yang Family brothers were kicked off their horses, and landed far away. The three fell heavily to the ground, and at the same time, they let out blood-curdling screams.
The Yang Family guards immediately let out a sigh of relief. From the screams, they could tell that the lives of the three young masters were not in danger. The screams were extremely loud and clear. But the Nangong Family Young Master who had not made a sound after being hit by the sword was in danger.
Over a hundred guards' eyes turned red at the same time, and they crazily attacked the black-clothed figure.
The man in black didn't try to dodge. His body floated and flashed in front of the crowd. A beautiful sword light flashed, and four heads flew up into the sky. Four pillars of blood shot up into the air. Before they could fall down, another six people's throats were hit by the sword at the same time. Their bodies fell in all directions facing the sky. Arrows of blood shot out!
The black-clothed figure did not stop, and like a tiger in a flock of sheep, he killed his way into the guards' formation. From the moment he appeared until now, the black-clothed figure had not said a word, but more than ten people's lives had been cut by him like vegetables!
All the guards felt a chill run down their spines.
This black-clothed figure was simply a devil! This person did not hesitate in killing people. With a stab of his sword, at least one person fell. It was really a sure hit, and a hit was certain death. There was no chance of survival! In the blink of an eye, the black-clothed figure was surrounded by corpses! All the guards felt an extreme sense of fear in their hearts! This was the first time they felt that death was so close to them!
The few NanGong Family guards once again charged forward with all their might. Three of them instantly fell under the black-robed man's sword while one of them successfully pulled NanGong Le to the side. He stretched out his hand to check NanGong Le's breathing and felt that his breathing was extremely weak, as if he could die at any moment. He was shocked but also overjoyed as he shouted, "Young Master is not dead yet! Quickly hold him back, I will send Young Master away first. " Immediately, the remaining eighty to ninety guards separated a small half of them to protect the three Yang Family brothers and the Nangong Lok, and ran for their lives. The rest of the guards surrounded the black-clothed figure as if they did not care about their lives. This was the tragedy of an aristocratic family. The master's life was precious, but the lives of the guards and servants could be sacrificed at any time.
The black-clothed figure's eyes outside the mask revealed a trace of ridicule. With a clear whistle, his body was like a butterfly flying through flowers. He spun into the midst of the guards, and his long sword suddenly shot out thousands of cold rays of light. With another spin, more than ten people around him spilled blood and retreated at the same time. Every one of them had a small wound on their neck. They did not even have the chance to cry out, and died at the same time.
The remaining guards knew that there was no way out. One of the big men knew that he was not lucky. With a ferocious expression, he raised his sword and rushed forward. The moment the black-clothed figure's long sword pierced his throat, he gathered the last of his strength and rushed forward. He opened his arms and hugged the black-clothed figure. It was obvious that he wanted to die together with the black-clothed figure. If he was really hugged by the black-clothed figure, the surrounding guards could swarm him and cut him into pieces in an instant.
The black-clothed figure's eyes outside the mask were as cold as before. With two swishing sounds, the man's two arms flew out of his body. At the same time, he kicked the man's lower abdomen. Immediately, the man's huge body was kicked off the ground and fell heavily into the crowd behind him. Three or four guards behind him raised their swords to attack. Unable to stop in time, they stabbed into the man's body. Then, they were pressed to the ground by the huge body. Before they could get up, they felt a cold sensation on their necks. After that, they lost all feeling.
The speed of the sword in the black-clothed man's hand became faster and faster. Facing the tide-like attacks from all directions, his body was like a thousand-year-old boulder, towering and unmoving. Streaks of mournful sword light flashed, and many corpses that were still warm appeared on the ground.
In a short period of time, the dark long street turned into a hell of Asura. The black-clothed figure was the Asura King who ruled over everything in this hell of Asura!
After a round of killing by the black-clothed figure, there were not many guards left. On the other side, the guards who were escorting the three Yang Family brothers and Nangong Lok still had not turned out of the street. One could imagine how sharp and fast the black-clothed figure's killing intent was. Everyone's face was filled with panic. From time to time, there were people who looked back. Seeing this hellish scene, everyone's scalp went numb and their legs went soft.
The black-clothed figure let out a long howl. His long sword circled around his body and slashed down. Suddenly, another eight people died under his sword! Flying with broken arms, broken limbs all over the ground! The remaining dozen guards knew that they were not lucky. Their eyes were filled with despair. One after another, they rushed forward with their swords. Everyone wanted to perish together. The black-clothed figure's body floated up. His long sword instantly scattered bits of silver light. Then, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground. His whole body borrowed the momentum and flew up into the sky. Then, with a turn in the air, he swooped down like a hawk from the sky. Like a meteor, he flew towards the group of people Ling Kong who were about to turn out of the street!
Behind him, eleven guards stood in a daze. Strange gurgling sounds came from their throats. Their eyes bulged in anger. Slowly, the swords in their hands fell to the ground. Eleven people's bodies fell backwards. Right in the middle of their throats, arrows of blood shot out at the same time!
From the beginning of the battle until now, the sixty to seventy people who besieged the black-clothed figure were lying on the ground. Blood flowed everywhere. Not a single person was left alive! What kind of godly speed was this! What kind of murderous aura! Murderous aura! Domineering and unparalleled!
The black-clothed figure jumped up and down three times. He had already caught up with the group of people who were running for their lives in front of him. The last guard who was walking at the back stopped. With a loud roar, he swung the sword at his waist desperately! The wind from the sword was whistling. It was full of strength!
The black-clothed figure's flying momentum had already weakened. Suddenly, his body sank. His long sword heavily touched the sword at his waist. Sparks flew everywhere! The black-clothed figure's body borrowed the force of this shock and flew over the guard's head. The moment he passed over the guard's head, the tip of his right foot quickly touched the guard's head. Then, he flew out again.
With a crisp sound, the guard's big head immediately shattered. It was as if an eight-pound big hammer had smashed heavily on a ripe watermelon! Red and white were all over the place!
Special recommendation: Good friend Xiao Yao King Langya's masterpiece 《Thunder Magician》
Good friend Officer Tang's sci-fi masterpiece 《Star Shattering Time》
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