Chapter 809 A spiritual cultivator of Qian Nan's level, if he was on the battlefield where the two armies were fighting, he didn't know how much damage he would inflict on the other party, but now, he died at the hands of the assassin, which was also the terrible internal friction. 78 no pop-up window update fast The Assassins rushed into the woods and pursued Xiao Xiang and Xing Yuan, who had fled earlier.
Xing Yuan's Lingwu was about the same as Qian Nan, even with Xiao Xiang, the speed of running was extremely fast, but even so, they were still caught up by more than a dozen assassins.
There were fifteen or six of these assassins, half of them were light and half of them were dark cultivators, and when they found Xiao Xiang and Xing Yuan's figures, the dark cultivators flashed in front of them with shadows, blocking their way, and the light cultivators followed and blocked their retreat, but in an instant, the assassins formed a situation of encircling them.
Still no one spoke, the assassins stared at Xiao Xiang, their eyes shining one by one, and they all raised the knife in their hands, and the blades were aimed at her in unison.
There are so many assassins around, and Xing Yuan is the only one left by his side, it is definitely a lie to say that Xiao Xiang is not afraid in her heart, but her dignity as a princess of a country does not allow her to beg for mercy, let alone show the slightest timidity.
Surrounded by many enemies, Xiao Xiang forced her composure, she took a deep breath, and asked in a loud voice: "Which of your brothers and sisters from this palace sent to kill this palace, you have to let this palace die."
No one answered her question, and a secret cultivator assassin let out a deep sigh and took the lead in attacking, and the spirit knife stabbed forward and took Xiao Xiang's neck.
Xiao Xiang didn't even see how the knife came out, the tip of the spirit knife had already stabbed her closely, she lost her face, instinctively took a step back, at the critical moment, it was Xing Yuan who struggled to make the sword, and the spirit knife that stabbed Xiao Xiang bounced away, and then, he returned with another sword, cutting the assassin's head.
The Assassin raised his sword to parry, and when he heard a golden roar, a dazzling cloud of sparks suddenly appeared in the dark woods, and the Assassin slid backwards more than two meters to stabilize his body with his feet on the ground.
Looking at the ground again, two long scratches were revealed, and the spirit armor of the assassin's palm was directly shattered, and blood oozed from the cracked tiger's mouth, dripping down his fingertips and falling to the ground.
The surrounding assassins narrowed their eyes, and the spiritual pressure on the scene began to multiply, and soon, the assassins slowly retreated, and at the same time, the raised spiritual knives were all put down one after another, and their backs were back.
Before Xing Yuan could figure out what the other party was going to do, suddenly, the assassins threw out the spirit knife behind their backs, and the spirit knife swirled in the air, hanging a piercing whistle, and flew towards Xiao Xiang and Xing Yuan from all directions.
If Xing Yuan was just one person at this time, it would be easy for him to protect himself, the key was that he still had to protect Xiao Xiang.
Seeing the flying spirit knives roaring towards him, Xing Yuan let out a loud shout, exerted his strength to eat milk, and continuously cast spirit martial arts.
I only heard the crisp sound of clanging on the field, and the more than ten spirit knives that flew over were all blocked by the four spiritual chaos winds that he cast in a row, and the spirit knives were collided by the spirit blades, and they bounced to the ground in the air, Xing Yuan didn't have time to relieve this breath, and the assassins around him had already rushed up, picking up their respective spirit knives at the same time, and attacking Xiao Xiang and Xing Yuan respectively.
Unleashing the Four Spiritual Chaos Winds in one breath, even a spiritual cultivator of Xing Yuan's level could hardly bear it, and now he was at a time when his front strength was exhausted and his back strength was insufficient, and it was difficult to even protect himself, let alone rescue Xiao Xiang.
Seeing that the assassin's spirit knife was getting closer and closer to Xiao Xiang, and Xing Yuan himself was firmly trapped by several assassins, he let out a roar in a hurry, but unfortunately there was nothing he could do.
Just when Xiao Xiang was in a desperate situation and her life was in danger, there was suddenly an extra figure of a Sichuan soldier beside her, and everyone present, including Xiao Xiang herself, didn't see how he appeared.
This person shot like electricity, grabbed Xiao Xiang's waist, and at the moment when several spirit knives stabbed closer, he jumped into the air, this jump, two or three meters high, the person was still in the air, grabbed a tree branch by the trend, and swung outward by inertia, holding Xiao Xiang and jumping out of the assassin's encirclement.
His series of movements were carried out in one go, as fast and agile as a spirit ape.
Halfway through, he suddenly killed Cheng to bite the gold, the assassins were stunned, and Xing Yuan was dumbfounded.
After a moment's pause, he thought the princess had been held hostage by the Assassins, his eyes bloodshot and his beard wide open, and he roared and rushed towards the Sichuan soldier.
However, Xing Yuangang's figure as he rushed out was immediately blocked by the assassins around him, and at the same time, the assassins divided seven people, carrying spirit knives, and walked towards the Sichuan soldier step by step.
This Sichuan soldier was masked in a black scarf, that is, he was not covered with spiritual armor, and he had no weapons in his hands, and he looked like an ordinary soldier, but the assassins could feel that the spiritual pressure on this person's body was too strong, so strong that it made people feel terrible before they could fight.
Who is this person, how can such a powerful master be hidden in the honor guard, why is there no mention of his own information, the assassins were full of puzzlement, but their footsteps did not stop, and the seven people spread out in a fan shape, slowly approaching.
Not to mention that they couldn't guess the specific identity of this Sichuan soldier, even Xiao Xiang, who was rescued by him, was a monk who was confused, she raised her head, looked blankly at this little soldier who was holding her waist, and couldn't help but ask: "Who are you?"
He didn't reply, but looked at the assassins walking across from him, and said slowly, "You are not my opponent, and you don't want me to make a move, at least, you can save your lives." ” The familiar voice Xiao Xiang was startled, stunned a little, her eyes widened suddenly, and she shouted in disbelief and dumbfounded: "You are" As soon as she spoke, the arm that the Sichuan soldier wrapped around her waist suddenly tightened, and then he lowered his head slightly and whispered in Xiao Xiang's ear: "It's good that you know it yourself, but don't make a noise." ” Originally, she was still a little unsure, after all, his voice was very familiar, but the accent was completely different, it was a standard Sichuan accent, but hearing him say this, she was sure that the person dressed as a Sichuan soldier was the Wind King Tang Yin How could he come to his side in Sichuan and how did Xiao Xiang was full of doubts in her heart, but soon the confusion in her heart was replaced by anger.
Tang Yin's courage is inevitably too big, not only ran to Sichuan, but also ran to his side, isn't he afraid of being exposed Even she herself couldn't tell whether she was angry that Tang Yin didn't take Chuan Guo seriously, or angry that he was playing with his own life.
At this time, Xiao Xiang had forgotten all the assassins around him, and his mind was focused on the Sichuan soldier in front of him.
However, the assassin obviously didn't want to give her a chance to get to the bottom of it, and the people broke off one after another, and the old trick was repeated, throwing out the spirit knife in his hand again, and shooting at the Sichuan soldier and Xiao Xiang in unison.
"Hmph."
He let out a soft snort, and he didn't see him move, but the spirit sword had magically appeared in his palm.
Squinting at the spirit knife flying from his back, his spirit sword stabbed out continuously.
A series of jingling sounds were heard in the ear chakra, and the seven spirit knives all rebounded to the ground.
His sword was so fast that he unleashed seven swords in a row, but to others, it was as if he had only stabbed out one sword, and this sword knocked all seven spirit swords to the ground.
Seeing this, the faces of the assassins all changed, and the figures that approached forward involuntarily stopped.
There weren't many spirit martial arts masters they had fought against, but they had never encountered someone as powerful and terrifying as the person in front of them.
It was rare that the assassins also felt a chill in their hearts, and they stood in place one by one, staring coldly at the Sichuan soldier, but they did not make the next move.
As time passed, the spirit knife that fell to the ground had begun to make a slight sound, and white mist kept emanating from the body of the spirit knife.
Due to the lack of aura injection for a long time, the form of the spirit knife has begun to change to an ordinary steel knife.
At this point, one of the Assassins was the first to be impatient, and he rushed forward silently, and rushed to the ground with a steel knife in front of him, reaching out and grabbing it.
However, he had just held the knife in his hand, and the Sichuan soldier who was holding Xiao Xiang had appeared in front of him at some point, and the cold spirit sword stabbed mercilessly into his chest, entering from his front heart, and the sword blade poked out in his back heart.
Quiet.
The scene was eerily quiet.
The body of the assassin fell straight to the ground, and his limbs twitched for only a few moments before he stopped, and the blood gushing out instantly stained the ground red.
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Almost at the same time, the assassins behind them also heard a sound of inhalation.
The other party is a dark spirit cultivator, which they can perceive, but the other party is still holding a Xiao Xiang in his arms, and it is impossible to cast a shadow drift, which means that he completely relies on his own body to rush to his companion and stab him to death with a sword.
The incredible speed of the sword, the even more incredible body technique, the speed is so fast that it can be comparable to the Shadow Drift.
There was no need to engage in any further fighting, as the Assassins had lost the fighting spirit to continue.
The strength of the other party is completely beyond the scope of their ability to deal with it, and it is not something that can be killed by a forcible siege without fear of death, even if these assassins are all dead soldiers, no one is willing to make fearless sacrifices.
The group looked at each other and slowly retreated, not knowing which of them let out a sharp whistle, and then the Assassins dispersed and rushed into the dense forest in all directions.
"You can't let them run away like this, you hurry up and catch them" Xiao Xiang finally came back to his senses, pushed the Sichuan soldier's breastplate hard, and shouted urgently.
Chuan Bing didn't mean to do what she ordered, he said slowly, "That's your problem, but you have to remember one thing, this time, you owe me a life." ” As he spoke, the Sichuan soldier let go of Xiao Xiang and turned around to leave.
Seeing this, Xiao Xiang was willing to let him go, stretched out his hand and grabbed the cloak behind him, in addition, Xing Yuanye had already taken the first step, blocking his way, and while looking him up and down, he asked: "Who is Your Excellency":