Chapter 217 Crane Winged Snake

Rows of black armor, soothing the Qin wind.

In Daze Mountain, when everyone saw the mighty array, they felt a somewhat desperate atmosphere.

"Master, Wei Jun!"

There was a hint of worry on Xiang Liang's face. They came here not without preparation. They contacted the Wei army in advance and paid him a lot of money to intercept possible Qin army attacks.

However, the appearance of this army completely exceeded their surprise.

"Don't panic."

The young master waved his hand. Regarding the Qin army stationed at the foot of the mountain, he chose not to retreat immediately, but to observe the enemy's situation with the scouts.

The young master knew clearly that with just the hundreds of men under his command, if he wanted to make an enemy of this Qin army, it would be like hurling an egg against a stone.

Looking at the Qin army's war cavalry, he became even more convinced of this idea. If he were to withdraw from Daze Mountain at this moment, without the cover of the mountains and deep forests, he would not be able to go very far on the plains, and he would be discovered by the Qin army's sentry cavalry and divided and eliminated.

The mountains and forests are a layer of natural protection. At this moment, the Qin army has no desire to search the mountains, which means that they are still safe for the time being.

But no one is sure how long this safety can last.

"This Qin army looks like it has 10,000 troops."

The young master was observing the formation of the Qin army. Looking from a distance, he saw ten teams of a thousand people, densely packed and lined up in the distance.

"How come the Qin army in Dongjun has so many soldiers and horses?"

Xiang Liang really couldn't figure out how the Qin Army in Dongjun could mobilize so many men to come to this remote Daze Mountain at this moment?

Dongjun is located at the junction of various countries, and it is the place where the Qin army came out from the east.

There are Han and Wei in the south, Qi in the east, and the threat of Zhao in the north. In such a place, the Qin army's troops stationed in various cities are quite tight, so why come here specifically?

Could it be said that the penetration of the net into the Qin army has reached this level?

"What's going on, this Qin army?"

Zhen Gang crossed his shoulders and looked at the flag of the Qin army fluttering in the distance, frowning.

Luo Wang called for reinforcements, but they only used two lieutenants and an army of 2,000 men. The army in front of them was simply too numerous.

Zhuanhun and Miepo stood on both sides of Zhen Gang, their delicate faces still indifferent, but their hearts were far from as calm as they imagined.

"Send someone down to make contact with their coach."

Zhen Gang gave an order, turned his gaze to the dense forest, and walked towards it. A snare assassin came out from the depths of the forest and knelt down on one knee.

Zhuanhun whispered a few words in his ear, and soon, the assassin's figure disappeared.

"Where's the Chaos God?"

"No news."

Mie Po's words made Zhen Gang's emotions feel like a mess.

Let the gods of chaos temporarily hold back the leader of the Mo family. This task is actually very simple, for Luo Wang, a first-class swordsman with Tianzi.

However, at this moment, Zhen Gang had a bad feeling in his heart.

The sun was setting, and it was only a few moments before dusk. When the sun disappears completely below the horizon and darkness falls, it is the real battlefield of the snare.

That dazzling light made it difficult to express the tangled emotions in Zhen Gang's heart. He breathed a sigh of relief and waved.

"I hope Duanshui can bring good news!"

As the most unpredictable and hidden person among the Six Sword Slaves, Duanshui has been hiding in Daze Mountain since the beginning, waiting to give his prey a fatal blow.

Duan Shui watched with his own eyes as Luo Wen's assassin took down Young Master Fu Chu, and also saw with his own eyes that the Mo family's powerful crossbow pierced the secret that Luo Wen had planted at great cost.

Duan Shui never made a move because he noticed that there was another evil aura among the guards of Young Master Chu.

The owner of the powerful crossbow of the Moh family!

Duanshui could clearly feel the subtle hostility of the other party. He knew that the other party had already noticed him, but did not say it out loud.

Even if, from a superficial point of view, the young masters of Chu State and the peasant disciples should be his allies.

Therefore, after Luo Wang's Anzi died, Duan Shui quietly retreated, hoping to find an opportunity.

However, the Mo Xia's aura never disappeared, but followed him closely, neither far nor near.

Hiding, tracking, and counter-tracking are things that almost every snare assassin needs to learn. The only difference is that the means are superior and inferior.

Duanshui's hidden traces are so advanced that he can almost blend into the environment without being discovered.

But the other party's difficulty far exceeded Duanshui's imagination.

What does Mo Xia want to do?

Duan Shui kept changing his position in the mountain to avoid the opponent's pursuit, but he still couldn't figure it out.

Snapped.

Duanshui stepped on a branch, but instead of going smoothly as expected, the branch broke.

Almost instantly, Duan Shui felt a sense of alarm in his heart.

Danger came suddenly, accompanied by the sound of arrows whistling in the ears.

organ?

The long sword in Duan Shui's hand danced in the air, swinging away the pointed crossbow coming from the pavement, and then his body turned back and fell to the ground.

A pair of beast-like eyes patrolled the surrounding environment, discerning possible dangers.

The Mo Xia entered Duan Shui's field of vision, and then ten more Mo Xia appeared in the forest.

At this moment, Duanshui seemed to understand that he had fallen into the opponent's trap.

In a trap for hunting prey.

The day is not the battlefield for assassins, and in just a few moments, the earth will enter the night. At that time, Duanshui would be able to maximize his abilities.

"You want to kill me?"

Duan Shui was delaying as much as possible and also trying his best to explore the roots of these Mo Xia. He could tell that these people were not ordinary wanderers.

That murderous intention, pure and firm, could not be possessed by a wanderer in the world.

As a top assassin, Duanshui admired him very much. But he also knew that this murderous intention was not tempered by killing hundreds or thousands of people in the darkness.

There is an aura of majesty in these Mo Xia that does not belong to assassins.

The question of water supply was not answered. He saw these eleven Mo Xia attacking from all sides. The weapons in their hands are not just swords, but they are quite special.

"gun?"

The spear is like a dragon, waving in the forest, bursting out a strong and fierce inner breath. The long sword in Duan Shui's hand collided with it, emitting a crisp sound.

Duan Shui didn't dare to stay with him for a long time. He just came into contact with a Mo Xia and then retreated. He didn't want to face these people head-on, because the way these people fought was what the assassin disliked the most.

Open and close, fight head-on.

"You are not rangers, you are soldiers!"

What greeted Duanshui was a crossbow arrow, attacking from the front and heading straight for his head.

Duanshui held his long sword vertically and blocked the arrow at the critical moment. Without water, the breath is stable, but in this case, the energy consumed increases exponentially.

"There are three moments when the sky is dark, kill him."

Among the eleven Mo Xians, the only one holding a sword and the one who was tracking Duanshui just now issued the order.

Duanshui stood up, powerful killing intent erupting from his body. After being a Snare Assassin for so many years, he has never heard such an arrogant order.

Want to kill a top-notch swordsman in Luowang in three moments?

"I like this arrogance."

Duan Shui jumped out, his figure turned into nothing, and the sound of his joints cracking could be heard.

"I come!"

The one with the sword is in front, and the one with the gun is in the back.

Duan Shui's attack contained powerful sword energy and killing intent. The grass and trees were cut by the sword energy and fell into pieces. The cold air in the mountain became so biting at this moment, as if it could penetrate into the bone marrow.

A touch.

The sword holder took a step back, and the muscles on his face gathered together, and the effort was obvious. However, he still blocked this sword.

Duan Shui looked at his enemy's face and saw a flaw in it.

However, he did not pursue the victory. Because at the next moment, ten spears were stabbed from all sides, and the fierce aura pierced the ice-cold aura and came towards Duanshui.

The water suddenly receded, leaving a shadow in the sky. However, the pursuit did not end.

The shadows of guns were like a forest, attacking from all directions. Duan Shui's eyes were filled with the shadow of the spear. His body receded.

Until there is no retreat.

Duan Shui shouted violently and slashed horizontally with his long sword. The powerful sword energy shattered the gun shadow and also caused a cloud of gray haze.

With this horizontal slash, less than half of the body's internal energy was drained away. Duan Shui stood up and hurriedly regained his breath.

His eyes were always staring around. The haze dissipated and the shadow of the sword struck.

The long sword in the hand of the sword-wielding Mo Xia slashed down in the air, with a sense of determination and unusual sharpness.

bump!

Duan Shui blocked the sword, but the opponent's sword edge went a little deeper, cutting into Duan Shui's shoulder, causing a moderate blood mark.

snort!

Duan Shui groaned, his arm muscles swelled, his true energy surged, and he swung the long sword from the sword-wielding Mo Xia's hand.

The opponent was not interested in fighting. He held his sword backwards, and a drop of blood was left on the sword's edge.

The eleven Mo Xia reorganized their formation, and the sword holder was still in front, looking coldly at their results.

"In two moments, the enemy's left shoulder is injured. Attack him and you will gain great profits."

The pain affects every corner of the body along with the nerves. Although as a swordsman, Duanshui had long been accustomed to this level of pain, and it did not affect his rhythm at all.

However, the voice of the sword holder was cold and murderous, which made Duanshui very impatient.

"kill!"

These eleven Mo Xians attacked Duanshui just like before, repeating the rhythm just now, like machines, in an orderly manner.

Duan Shui's eyes searched among the eleven Mo Xians, trying to find weaknesses that could be exploited.

The ten gunmen were like tail wings, attached to the sword holder. Duan Shui's eyes flashed, and the long sword pierced the earth. The earth cracked, and the sword energy opened a crack, heading towards the sword holder, interrupting their steps.

However, Duanshui did not attack the sword holder. He knew that as long as the sword wielder could block his attack, the ten Mo Xians on both sides would attack.

Then, it was just repeating the story just now.

This time Duan Shui aimed at a gunman on the flank.

Cut off its wings and weaken its fighting power.

However, Duanshui's prey did not have a look of despair on his face as he expected.

Duanshui's timing was very subtle, just to achieve success with one strike. However, the other party was more stable than he thought.

The spear in his hand pierced the ground, and the internal force formed a barrier around him. Although, this barrier is not enough to stop the Shuishui Long Sword.

But then, Mo Xia pulled out his long sword from his side and faced it.

Bah bah bah bah.

Sparks shot out, and Duanshui could clearly see the calmness on Mo Xia's face that was contrary to his embarrassed figure at the moment.

Duanshui's sword collided with the sword in Mo Xia's hand, and behind him, ten spears came together.

At this moment, the situation became more dangerous than before.

The long snake attacks its tail, and the poisonous sting at the tip of its tail is very deadly.

Duan Shui wanted to hide, but the person in front of him didn't give him a chance. Feeling that Duan Shui's sword was a little weaker, Mo Xia, who was in front of him, struggled with his injuries. Under Duan Shui's sharp sword energy, he retreated instead of advancing, sending it to the snake's tail.

Duan Shui was a little annoyed. He retracted his long sword, and in a short moment, he broke away from the contact with Mo Xia in front of him. He moved his body diagonally back to the right, avoiding the fatal shot.

However, the water cutoff did not stop there. He has superb swordsmanship and slashes with his long sword diagonally, trying to kill Mo Xia who is close at hand.

The other party seemed to have anticipated Duanshui's intention, but he made a countermeasure that was somewhat unexpected to Duanshui.

He put down the sword in his hand, pulled out a dagger from his waist, took a step forward, and faced Duanshui's sword edge.

Do you want to die with me?

The long sword in Duan Shui's hand cut into the Mo Xia's clothes, but it didn't feel like the sword piercing into the flesh. He could not continue because several spears blocked Duanshui's offensive, preventing him from making any further gains.

Swinging the dagger, Duan Shui turned his head to the side and avoided the blow, but heard a hissing sound in his ears.

The crossbow arrow flew with a whistling sound and left a trail of blood on Duanshui's neck.

Duanshui swung away his spear, stepped back again, wiped his hand on his neck, and sighed in his heart, what a danger!

"The crane's wings turned into long snakes, you are indeed soldiers."

Duan Shui glanced at the sky. The luster in the sky had gradually disappeared. It was his time soon. He looked at the Mo Xia who was facing him just now. Under the other party's clothes that he had punctured, there were no traces of blood, but a piece of scale armor.

"Dragon silk armor? What a big gesture!"

"In a moment, the enemy has been poisoned and his strength is greatly weakened. This is a good opportunity to kill him."

The annoying voice just now came again, but Duanshui had no time to be bored at this moment. He raised his hand, and the blood stain on his neck had turned black.

Duanshui stood up, but felt weak all over. For a moment, the eleven Mo Xians no longer formed an array, but they were like tigers coming out of their cages, attacking from all directions.

At this moment, Duanshui understood that these eleven people would do anything to achieve their goals.

As the sun sets, just before the sun sinks into the earth, the light is so dazzling.

Duanshui lay on the ground silently, with dozens of fatal wounds all over his body. He looked helplessly at the beautiful scenery in front of him, and heard that annoying voice in his ears.

But at this moment, all the emotions in Duan Shui's heart began to gradually withdraw from his body and disappeared, leaving only the sound that lingered.

"The net cuts off the water, and he is killed by the gun."