C50 Breaking the Strong Enemy with the Cold Sword of San Zi's Protecting Dan
When the Ziwei Three heard that herdsman was going to snatch the treasured pellet, they all pulled out the swords behind their back and stood in a formation with the Heaven, Earth, and Mortal Realm experts at their disposal. The free and easy was standing in front of them, and in a few steps, the carefree Lu Xiaofeng and the carefree Chen Xiaoyun stood at their sides, their eyes shining with a cold light.
Liu Yanqiu started circulating his cultivation technique, his entire body releasing waves of black mist. It was none other than her poison arts, and both of her palms became black purple, and in an instant, she appeared in front of the three of them. A pair of poison palms, accompanied with a gust of wind, struck towards them. The Ziwei Three did not dare delay, she immediately released a sword Qi, which rushed towards the poison palm. Liu Yanqiu dodged and with a flip of his body, she used both palms from the air, releasing a poisonous gas, which struck downwards, causing the Ziwei Three to hurriedly change his body to lean on one side, three swords pointing at the sky, she injected his Spirit Qi into the sword, the three of them then turned into a barrier around their bodies, blocking the poison gas, which was why she was not injured by Liu Yanqiu. The herdsman had to use his own Spirit Qi, so he could not use the poison gas, and had to use his full strength to fight with the Ziwei Three.
The boss and second brother amongst the group of thieves, seeing that the herdsman and the Ziwei Three were fighting, they naturally could not let go of such a good opportunity. Both of them held onto short swords, with murderous intent in their eyes, they rushed towards Mo Jingtian's group, Yang Jing quietly said: "Brother Mo, why don't we get on the horses and escape!"
"Don't! People of the martial world, no matter who, are all well versed in the art of assassination. However, there are different arts. Once we are on the horse, we will be under the control of others!" Mo Jingtian replied.
"Be careful, they're coming!" Moon Envoy Cheng Runyue said.
As soon as his voice fell, the group of thieves surrounded the four of them. "Kid, return my third brother's life!" Cheng Runyue raised her short sword, taking over the attack from the sword. The boss also attacked towards her, she only felt a cold Qi attacking her back, at her waist, squatting down, her sword pushing up, she finally dodged it, only then did Moao Mei Yue Shi fight against the two of them alone.
Mo Jingtian wanted to help, but there were still remnants of cold Qi in his body that had not been dispelled yet, causing him to lose all of his Innate Qi. He could only stay beside An Ping and Yang Jing to deal with the leader's men. As a result, the official road of the dense forest had turned into three different battlefields, with smoke and dust billowing, metal colliding, and clanging sounds. There were no screams of pain, only Ghost-faced bandits, injured by Mo Jingtian and the other two, but everyone's attack did not decrease, the three of them were also exhausted. herdsman was alone, with his Imperial Poison Art, he was on par with Ziwei Three, but Cheng Runyue was not in a very good situation.
Originally, the four of them had gone through a round of battle and only had a little bit of Qi left in her body. If she was not proficient in sword arts, she would have been injured by the two of them, but at this time, she was also trapped in a series of layers of sword moves, causing her to be too exhausted to respond, and was unable to withdraw. If she continued like this, she would not be able to do anything, her breathing was delicate, and her body was drenched in sweat.
An Ping saw that he was not in a good situation, and struck the dagger fiercely towards Mo Jingtian, causing Mo Jingtian to stumble for a bit, but the dagger managed to pierce into An Ping's shoulder, and disappeared within three inches. An Ping shook his body, and pulled out his sword, causing blood to flow out from his shoulder. Mo Jingtian did not dare to split his concentration, using the cold sword's scabbard to stop the short thieves' daggers, taking advantage of the opportunity to hug An Ping tightly to protect him, causing Yang Jing to suddenly have a burst of divine might, forcing the thieves to retreat, but with such a good opportunity, how could the thieves let go of this opportunity? With the sword in hand, Mo Jingtian put the white lotus in An Ping's hand, forcefully raised his True Qi, and used the move 'Ten Thousand Li North and South' to attack one of the bandits, with the sword like the wind, his body like the wind.
At this time, when Cheng Runyue was fighting the two leaders alone, not to mention that her Innate Qi was completely gone, she had sustained some light injuries on her arm, so even if she was in an perfect condition, it would probably take some effort for her to defeat the two of them. Thus, she was currently in a difficult situation, and was in a precarious situation.
Right at this moment, on the public road that was about ten li away from this place, a billowing cloud of dust rose. Accompanied by the hissing of a horse, the twenty odd horses galloped towards this place at lightning speed.
The moment it took the lead, the rest of the riders were thrown more than three hundred feet behind it. However, it was also trying its best to give chase, and the person on the horse bent over while sitting on the ground. The whip in his hand continuously hit the horse's butt, and in a split-second, the rider was already more than a hundred feet away from the group.
As the steed galloped, the man on the horse suddenly jumped up into the air. His toes touched the saddle of the horse. Under the pressure of the steed, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.
The man in the air took out two black iron short whips from behind him, unfurled them, and with a leap, they rushed towards the two people fighting against Cheng Runyue. Before they even landed, the black whip in their hands split apart from left and right, and smashed ruthlessly towards Er Gou, who took the chance to slash with his short sword and retreat. Er Gou, on the other hand, wielded his short sword and moved horizontally, wanting to stop the two people who were coming over, but with a "ding" sound, the two whips struck against the two short swords.
The two of them bowed slightly, and took a long time to wipe off the blood at the corner of their mouths. They straightened up, but their faces were still pale, and they panted heavily, besieging the remaining people of Mo Jingtian's group. Seeing that, they immediately stopped their movements and rushed to the back of the two of them, allowing Mo Jingtian and the other two to escape from the danger, standing beside Cheng Runyue.
With a slap of his palms, he took the opportunity to leave the Ziwei Three's Sword Formation and retreat to the two people's side. At this time, the twenty odd riders that followed behind also arrived and jumped down from their horses, pulling out the swords behind them, protecting Mo Jingtian and the other three. Ziwei Three stayed in a position of three and stayed alert where he stood.
