Chapter 203 I’m Not Interested in Using a Sword

Black and white Xuanjian, two long swords harvesting the lives of the assassins in the net in the moonlight.

The demon stood there without moving, watching Xuan Jian remove his wings. Because he knew that these assassins under Xuanjian would not only become helpers, but would become obstacles to him.

What's more, there is a Mohist leader under the ancient tree.

Jade-faced flying dragon!

He was leaning against the tree trunk, arms folded over his shoulders, watching all this.

It has been four or five years since Xuanjian escaped from the trap. Over the years, there has been almost no sign of him. However, Xuanjian's cultivation level is no longer comparable to what it used to be.

To be able to stand at the top of Luo Wang and become a top-notch killer, apart from Luo Wang, who was trained since childhood, everyone is a daring desperado.

Fighting out from this chaotic world, the sprite's vision is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Xuanjian's swordsmanship was already superior to his.

With one swing of the sword, the lives of several snare assassins were harvested.

By the time the lives of these dozens of Snare Assassins were exhausted, the demon had a detailed understanding of Xuan Jian's cultivation at this moment.

The sprite never cares about the lives of these people. The whole value of their existence is to obtain more information about their opponents for the sprite.

Xuanjian fell from the air, and the blood on the sword fell and dripped into the soil.

"It seems that the commander-in-chief of the Mo family has known that Luo Wang would take action, so he has been waiting here for a long time."

“I just didn’t expect that it would be a big fish caught in the net.”

Zhao Shuang's voice came from behind, and he was met with a strange smile.

"Whether it's a big fish or not depends on whether you have a good appetite."

The demon unsheathed its two swords and jumped up, its figure curved like a full moon. The two swords collided with Xuanjian, and violent sparks erupted in the air.

Leng Feng faced each other. Both sides were in the dual-sword style. From the very beginning, their moves were a bit confusing.

When the demon's feet landed on the ground, only the clash of swords could be heard in the air, and his and Xuanjian's figures had disappeared.

The speed reached its extreme, and the huge mountains became a battlefield for the two of them, occasionally leaving a few shadows in the void.

The sword energy flew vertically and horizontally, and the grass and trees were shattered.

When the two of them came out of the fighting situation, the monster placed one foot on a boulder, and his figure rolled backwards and landed on the soil.

The sprite's aura was a little unstable. In that extreme state, his physical strength and vital energy were consumed rapidly. He turned his head and looked at his shoulder. There was a bloody wound on it, left by Xuan Jian's black blade in the previous battle.

Xuan Jian, on the other hand, was much better. There were no wounds on his body. After a short period of breath adjustment, his body was straighter and he recovered again with both swords in his hands.

"not good!"

Xuanjian's condition can be adjusted faster than that of the demon. If there is another round of rapid attacks, he will definitely fall into a disadvantage, be entangled by Xuanjian, and fall into a war of attrition.

The demon retreated sharply, not wanting to fight Xuan Jian again at this time of year. However, his speed is not as fast as Xuan Jian.

The black and white double blades were already in front of him, and the demon could only grit his teeth and wave his sword to resist.

A smile appeared on Xuanjian's face. This was exactly the attack rhythm he wanted. But at this moment, he heard Zhao Shuang's voice in his ear.

"retreat!"

Xuan Jian reacted almost instinctively and stamped his foot on the ground to stop his forward attack. At this moment, he felt several powerful killing intents.

At this moment, the sword light came towards Xuan Jian. He waved his white sword, interrupting the attack of the attacker, and retreated quickly, keeping a distance from the demon.

Just now, if Zhao Shuang hadn't reminded him, Xuan Jian might have fallen to death.

He took a closer look and saw that there were five more figures surrounding the somewhat embarrassed figure of the demon.

"Six Sword Slave!"

Zhen Gang, Duan Shui, Chaotic God, Monster, Soul Transformation, Destroying Soul!

Luo Wang's six top-notch killers appeared in the mountains under the moonlight. The demon stood up with a smile on his face.

"I originally wanted to catch the female disciple of the Mo family and find out the identity of the leader of the Moh family. Now there is no need to go to trouble. It will be easier to catch the leader of the Moh family directly."

Zhao Shuang had never moved, but now he walked forward.

"The Six Sword Slaves are dispatched. It seems that the target of the trap has been me from the beginning!"

Zhao Shuang walked to Xuanjian's side, and the other party glanced at Zhao Shuang. In this situation, Zhao Shuang remained calm.

"Six Sword Slaves are no small matter, and their cooperation is even more important."

"Don't worry, they can't cooperate perfectly at the moment. Right, Mr. Lu Zhou."

Zhao Shuang looked at the polite-looking Confucian scholar holding the God of Chaos in his hand. The number one swordsman in Jixia Academy in the past was still a bit out of place among the assassins.

"The Great Commander is expanding his power in the land of Qin and Chu, and his tentacles have extended to South Korea, Dongjun, and even the Central Plains. Even if Luo Yun doesn't take action, other forces will sooner or later. We received a secret report and the Great Commander left Dongjun and was ordered to I came here just to take your life."

Lu Zhou spoke slowly, with a calmness in his tone.

"The trees are as beautiful as the trees, but the wind will destroy them. Commander, even if the six of us are not fully able to cooperate, we are still confident that we will be six against two."

"That's not necessarily true!"

Zhao Shuang smiled, looked at Xuanjian, and asked.

"How many can you hit?"

"Among the Six Sword Slaves, Ghost, Soul, and Soul are the weakest. If I try my best, I can hold them back."

"That's good!"

Xuanjian glanced at Zhao Shuang, feeling a little strange.

"To deal with the Six Sword Slaves, don't you bring a sword?"

"I'm not good at using swords!"

"Hmph! Then you should study hard in your next life!"

Zhen just came with a sword and struck Zhao Shuang on the head with the long sword.

Zhao Shuang took a look and saw that there was a sword left beside the corpses of the Snare assassins scattered on the ground. It looked like it was also of extraordinary quality.

Zhao Shuang stretched out his hand, and the sword trembled slightly. It was pulled by the sword energy and fell into his hand.

Zhao Shuang's horizontal sword was in front and collided with Zhen Gang's long sword. The fierce and domineering sword energy just now was actually blocked by Zhao Shuang with one hand.

But when he caught Zhen Gang's sword intention, his other hand moved gently in the air, and blue script appeared in the air.

"Be careful, this is the Taoist Tiangang Sword Qi, retreat quickly!"

Luan Shen's reminder came together with the figures of the other five top-notch killers, and they attacked Zhao Shuang together.

A smile appeared on Xuanjian's face, and he jumped up. When the five people and Zhen Gang's retreating figures were close to a line, he intercepted Zhuanhun and Demo in the air.

At this moment, Zhao Shuang stopped moving. In the void, the sword energy roared and the stream of light sputtered, shocking the four ruins.

Zhen Gang, who was the closest, had his skin and flesh cut by sword energy in an extremely fine manner.

Just as the sword light disappeared, the Six Sword Slaves retreated, and Zhen Gang's figure fell to the front, holding the sword in one hand and half-kneeling on the ground.

Xuanjian blocked the chaotic souls and exterminated souls, and did not continue to fight with them. Instead, he returned to Zhao Shuang and only heard him sigh slightly.

"I'm just saying that among all the martial arts, I'm the worst at using swords!"

Just as Zhao Shuang finished speaking, Zhen Gang's figure couldn't bear it and leaned forward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.