Moments after Ning Yi turned his head around, a sudden scene occurred in the crowd a dozen meters away. No passersby could react in time.
At this time, there were many pedestrians on the street. Although the street was not to the extent of rubbing shoulders, all kinds of sounds were indeed noisy. Some children were running on both sides of the road, occasionally setting off firecrackers, lighting them and running away, causing the nearby vendors and pedestrians to laugh and scold. In the distance, the yellow dragon danced with the loud sound of gongs and drums. In such a situation, ordinary sounds were difficult to attract attention, but the sound that suddenly sounded was not because of noise, but because it was too mournful.
It was a blood-curdling scream. The scream of a dying person tore through the sound waves. Since he happened to turn his head, Ning Yi could see the cold metallic light shooting out from the countless lanterns. The speed was too fast, like the blades of an electric fan. In an instant, two circles of afterimages were drawn. Along with the blood-curdling scream, blood blossomed high above the heads of the pedestrians. A severed arm soared into the sky.
The chaotic sound wave, the people who understood the situation and those who did not, the people who reacted and those who did not, all mixed together at this moment.
"Ah ah –"
Ding ding ding ~ Ding —
Shouts and the sound of metal colliding turned into ripples that spread out in all directions. A black figure spun above the pedestrians' heads. Another figure was shouting and rushing over from below. He lost control and was sent flying, crashing into tables and benches on the other side. Wood splinters flew everywhere as he was sent flying several meters away. Rumble rumble rumble —
The collided coal stove, the flying soup pot, the boiling water, and the burning charcoal bloomed like a peacock spreading its tail, startling the diners. The black figure fell back again, the weapon in the hand waved, and the two lanterns that were affected by the impact were broken, the flame patterns extended into the air.
In just a short moment, Ning Yi might also belong to the category of people who saw it but could not react, and did not understand what was going on. Just a dozen meters away, arms and blood spurted out. Then, someone shouted and rushed towards the person who attacked. The person who attacked was only about two meters high. She looked like a gymnast after doing a pole vault. Her black dress fluttered in the wind, and the person who rushed towards her was blasted a few meters away, scattering countless things.
At this time, the crowd finally reacted, blood and the broken arm fell, and everyone shouted. Xiaochan was still asking, "Young master, what's wrong …" But Ning Yi grabbed her shoulder and pulled her to his side. A pedestrian felt that something was wrong and stepped back, but was pushed away by Ning Yi.
The sound of shouting exploded in the night. Ten meters away, the concentrated sound of weapons clashing rang out, and someone shouted, "Ah — —". The atmosphere was fierce and solemn, like two armies on a battlefield. There were many lanterns hanging there, and the sky above the street was like a hanging spider web. From time to time, a lantern would explode, or an entire rope would fall with the lantern, and someone on the ground would be sent flying, one hand missing, and screaming miserably while covering the wound.
Occasionally, there would be fights in Jiangning City, or two groups of people fighting on the streets. There were escort agencies, gangs, and guards of big families. There were all kinds of reasons for fighting, but the sudden scene in front of them was different. Just now, it was only a woman who jumped into the air, but now, the people surrounding her were all big and burly men. They were like the people of Jianghu, dressed in blue shirts, and their bodies were filled with the solemn and bloody smell of life. But even so, when these people encountered the woman, they still couldn't gain the upper hand.
Ning Yi looked at the chaotic scene in front of him, and the surrounding people began to flee faster. Xiaochan's hands wrapped around Ning Yi's waist, and she shouted, "Son-in-law, son-in-law, they're fighting …" She was so anxious that she wanted to pull Ning Yi away, but at this time, Ning Yi only grabbed her shoulder with one hand and protected her by his side. If someone ran over in front of them and was about to bump into them, he would push them away. After all, there were many people, and the swaying figures could not be seen clearly. Fortunately, in the end, the scene was gradually cleared.
A large circle with a radius of more than ten meters appeared on the road, but the chaos was no less than before. Weapons, screams, and flames burned the road along with the fallen lanterns. Children cried in the distance, and people shouted in the crowd. Some were pushed down and tried to get up. In front of them, an old horse tied to a tree was startled, and it struggled and neighed. A voice sounded in the air, "The Fierce Martial Army is arresting the murderer. Idlers, disperse —" A person's chest was pierced by the sword in the hands of the woman in black. He flew back a dozen steps and fell to the ground with a loud crash.
Although it was easy to be chased by five or six people, the scene of the fight was not as elegant as in the martial arts movies on TV. The sword in the woman's hand seemed to be only a little more than half a meter long, longer than a dagger or the military machete that Ning Yi had seen before, but shorter than a normal long sword. The body of the sword looked a little wider, and a little clumsy, probably to take into account the durability of the slashing. The woman's figure was tall, but she seemed a little thin. She wore a black dress, and her face was covered with a veil. She did not attack much, only blocking and running in a small area to dodge.
Among the people who attacked her, there was a burly man who was more than two meters tall. He used a table and even a wooden pillar next to him as a weapon. At this time, she even dodged a little awkwardly, but almost every attack was effective. It was not easy for her to pierce the enemy's body with such a long sword, but the strength of the sword was great. Her thin figure held the sword, and it was as if she had used all her strength to hit the enemy. Because of this, the person who was pierced just now was also knocked back a dozen steps before falling.
In just a short moment of fighting, the woman's black dress was already full of blood stains, most of which belonged to the enemy. However, it was very likely that she had already been injured, otherwise Ning Yi's hands would not have been stained with blood. But at this time, it was impossible to see. After his vision cleared, what appeared in front of Ning Yi was the scene of the woman dragging an injured enemy by the hair and constantly retreating. In the midst of the noise, the man who was being dragged on the ground kept shouting, waving his hands and kicking his feet, trying to grab the woman's hand, but in such an intense situation, he could not grab it even after several attempts.
In front of him, two of his companions had already rushed over, but they were blocked by him. The burly man on the side picked up a table and smashed it over. The woman was already retreating quickly, but at this time, she suddenly exerted strength in her hands and kicked with both legs. The man on the ground was almost pulled into the air by her. The woman's body landed on the ground and rolled, and the table almost swept over her head. She turned in a circle and began to stand up again. The man who was being dragged also fell to the ground, dust flying everywhere. His hair was also pulled in a circle. When the woman stood up, even her scalp was torn open, and blood flowed freely. The woman kicked him in the back.
The two people in front of him rushed over, but this companion was suddenly kicked up from the ground. He hurriedly reached out to support him, but the tip of the sword of the woman in black behind him pierced through him, straight into his chest.
"Ah — —" The man who reached out to press on his companion's shoulder shouted and quickly retreated. The three of them were pushed out more than ten meters like biscuits, dispersing the flames caused by the burning lanterns. In the light, they crashed to the ground. The woman somersaulted and pulled out her sword. The man on the ground forcefully pushed his companion who had been stabbed above him, "Kill her!" His chest had already been slightly pierced by the tip of the sword, and his calf had been pierced by a few bamboo sticks when he was flying back. At this time, blood was dripping, and he was in a sorry state.
A shuttle dart shot over from not far away, and with a swoosh, it hit the shoulder of the woman in black, causing a spray of blood. Then, a man in a blue shirt with a large knife also approached, and the light of the knife danced, forcing the woman to fly back continuously.
The flames swayed, the smoke billowed, and the horse neighed. At this time, the old horse that was tied to a tree not far away also broke free from the rope, and madly rushed out of the chaotic fighting scene, straight towards the crowd that was still shouting and hesitating. The chaos had already spread out. Seeing that the old horse had run half the distance, a ray of light flew over, and with a swoosh, it pierced the old horse's head. The woman in black had used the sword in her hand as a hidden weapon and shot it.
The old horse that was running seemed to have been struck by lightning, and its body let out a "neigh" sound in the air. Relying on the inertia, it still rushed forward a few meters, and then with a loud bang, blood gushed out from its head like a fountain.
The fight on the other side did not stop at all. In the light of the knife, the woman, who had already lost her weapon, kept dodging. Suddenly, the black skirt swayed like a lotus, and the man holding the knife staggered back, the pain indescribable. Groin Lift Kick. And next to him, another man in a blue shirt with two knives also rushed over, trying to force the woman away, but in the next moment, the woman only moved forward.
The two knives swung in the air, and the man who had been hit by the Groin Lift Kick instantly understood that he had become a target, and tried to brandish his knife to dodge, but the right hand that held the knife was suddenly caught. There was a "crack" sound from his knee, and his calf was broken, completely twisted. The moment the pain reached his mind, a white palm suddenly expanded in front of him.
The woman in black's sleeves were very long, and during the fight, her hand was almost invisible. Only then could one see her white arm thrust out from the sleeves, and the sleeves made a sound like a whip that shook the air. The woman clenched her fists, and her knuckles went straight for the opponent's eyes.
Bang —
A ripple-like force directly passed through the eyes. The man holding the two knives next to him swung his knife, trying to save the woman, but at that moment, the woman moved like lightning, and her figure also circled behind him.
Pa pa pa pa pa pa —
His eyes, nose, Adam's apple, temples, spine, and the back of his head. By the time the man with the dual blades slashed over, the woman had already circled behind the man with the single blade. She swung her sleeves like a steel whip and smashed down from the sky, striking the man's Baihui acupoint.
"Ah ah —"
The man with the two knives had red eyes, and the knife light danced like a wheel. Ning Yi could not see clearly from afar, but in front of him, countless sparks flew. A few seconds later, a large knife suddenly stabbed out from his back, and his body fell to the ground. The thin woman in black stood there, holding the knife, and looked over in this direction, her body covered in blood.
The two-meter-tall man grabbed a table and swung it over, but the woman no longer dodged. She waved her hand in the air, turning the force ninety degrees and smashing it to the side. She dragged the big sword and rushed over. The big man had just swung the other table when a flash of sword light appeared.
Boom —
The knife of the man with the single knife was heavy, and it looked like it was made with the weight of a ghost head knife. With the woman's figure, it looked a little strange to be dragged by her side. But at this time, the knife light directly smashed the table, and the bones in the man's chest were split open. The knife was embedded in it, and it flew out with him. The pieces of the table were still flying in the air, and the woman's long hair was also fluttering in the air. She had already rushed towards the place where Old Ma had died like a ghost.
The entire fight did not last long. In just three or four minutes, the surrounding crowd had dispersed even further. The noise had also quietened down. A few bailiffs and bailiffs pulled out their knives and dared not approach from afar. The woman did not care about them. She was covered in blood. She walked to the side of the old horse's corpse. The thick blood had already spilled all over the ground. She reached out to pull out her sword, took out a piece of cloth, and wiped it. With a swish, she put it back on her back.
Ning Yi and Xiaochan had also retreated quite a bit, but at this time, they were watching this scene from afar. Their whole bodies trembled a little …
*****
I saw some people talking about the style of Wuxia novels. This book is a world with less martial arts, and the fighting is prepared to go in the direction of tragedy. Of course, it is better than Young and Dangerous. Hehe, the specific feeling is that I like Director Xu Ke, Zhao Wenzhuo's "Blade". Naturally, there will be some changes.
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