Fantasy: Starting From Being In A Desperate Situation And Running Around As Escorts

Swing the knife, put the knife away.

Swing the knife, put the knife away...

One after another, the extremely fierce red-sleeved guards were chopped down to the ground like wooden stakes.

The horses under Shen Yi's crotch seemed to feel the strong murderous aura and began to stir uneasily.

Although this guy is not a practitioner, he is as fierce as a practitioner! !

Seeing Li Changshou coming towards him as if he was in a deserted place.

Shen Yi picked up a silver spear and jumped off the horse.

Shen Yi shouted loudly, his figure like the wind.

The tail of the gun was retracted and the tip of the gun was raised.

Like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole, it pierced Li Changshou's chest.

Li Changshou danced to meet them and killed the two idiots who blocked the road.

The sound of swords and guns spattering sparks.

With a wave of the long knife, a cold light broke through the air with a slight sound.

The two clashed like a storm.

It's dizzying, and the strong wind scatters in all directions.

The sound of weapons clashing could be heard endlessly, and the fighting became faster and faster.

Li Changshou used one against many, shuttling between numerous weapons.

With a wave of the long knife in his hand, the wind sounded like thunder.

Against the backdrop of the firelight, it was like a bolt of cold electricity.

The thin long knife cut through the sky like a startling rainbow in his hand.

It was as fast as a silver arc, striking at lightning speed.

A soldier had fear in his eyes and was unable to dodge, so his head was chopped off.

The cold light failed to penetrate Li Changshou's heart, but it penetrated his shoulder.

Blood splattered all over his face.

At the same time, Li Changshou's blade tilted.

A gash was left on Shen Yi's right arm.

Shen Yi's eyes sank and his figure flashed.

Then he flew out from the sword.

Soon, the men behind him continued to besiege Li Changshou.

It's like a pack of wolves, working together to tear this tiger apart,

Li Changshou felt the flow of blood on his body.

Countless weapons tore at every inch of his skin.

Every inch of flesh and blood was in severe pain, but there was a crazy bloodthirsty flash in his eyes.

Shen Yi once again found the right opportunity to shoot.

The cold light was like a thunderbolt, piercing Li Changshou's eyebrows like lightning.

"Shua!!"

The gun body shook and made a sharp cracking sound.

The silver spear was cut off by the long knife, and the head fell to the ground.

Shen Yi was shocked.

The spear in his hand is not an ordinary thing, how could it...

There was only a sharp sound breaking through the air.

Shen Yi shrinks his hand without even thinking about it.

He wanted to dodge to the right, but he didn't expect that the opponent's knife would turn around at this moment.

It came so quickly.

He suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

His body stiffened and he even took a few steps.

Shen Yi stared at his headless body.

"Lord Chito is dead!?"

At this moment everyone panicked.

The face of Rakshasa holding a long knife was covered in sticky blood.

A pair of eyes revealed strong murderous intent.

At this moment, it really looks like an evil ghost crawling out of The Underworld.

........

A carriage stopped at the corner of the street, a black tarpaulin covering the scene inside.

There was no driver, the horses just stood there obediently.

There was a middle-aged man in the carriage, wearing a green silk shirt.

Wearing a pair of black satin leisure shoes on her feet, she has a fair face.

Big raindrops rushed from the low sky to the ground like runaway horses.

It's like a huge waterfall falling from outside Nine Heavens, hitting everything in the world, giving people a suffocating feeling.

It seems to be swallowing up all these things.

A man walked slowly through the rainy night, his figure becoming clear in the rain.

Stopped at a certain location and stared at the carriage.

It seems that he wants to see through this carriage.

The middle-aged man in the carriage frowned in surprise.

He originally came to help, but he didn't expect that the other party actually rushed out.

With only a shuriken, there is also a burden.

Those red-sleeved secret guards did not block his way.

"It's a good seedling, but it's a pity."

The sudden rain washed away the blood on Li Changshou's body, and he raised his hand to wipe the water from his face.

In his arms, the little girl breathed heavily.

His fair little face was covered in blood.

Li Changshou looked at the little girl's face lovingly and gently touched her head.

The middle-aged man raised his hand.

A handleless hidden sword flowed out from the cuff silently.

It was a small silver sword, only as long as the palm of your hand.

It was small and exquisite, with a bright red silk thread embroidered on the hilt.

He casually pinched a sword finger and moved forward a little.

The silver sword turned into a stream of light and pierced the rain curtain.

Penetrating through the crystal water drops.

Li Changshou suddenly swung his sword and blocked the sword with a "dang" sound.

Then, the tip of the sword twisted strangely.

Li Changshou was shaken by this strange force and retreated a few steps.

He leaned back and narrowly avoided the sword.

Practice practitioner! ?

Li Changshou twitched his eyebrows.

He shouted lowly and spun in the air.

He dodged a sword again.

Li Changshou fought against cultivators on the battlefield.

Facing the organized army and the Practitioner in the army.

Practitioners who are small in number and of great value do not have much advantage.

That time, although the practitioners in Xianbei caused them a lot of trouble.

However, under the intensive charge of the cavalry, the practitioner's advantage disappeared.

However, this time, there are no cavalry and no comrades.

It's just a knife.

This is his first head-on battle with a practitioner, and he doesn't know if he can win.

But his breathing remained steady.

Tonight is nothing but life and death.

In this case, there is no need to think too much.

If you can live, live, if you can die, die.

Try your best to do it, even if you die, you must die happily.

The milky white air flow produced a flowing feeling on his body.

From the inside to the outside, it flows layer by layer.

Gradually, the heat flow became thicker and thicker, getting hotter and hotter.

It was getting thicker and thicker, like the steam rising from the lid of a teapot on the stove.

His Divine Sense entered an ethereal state.

At this moment, he seemed to be one with heaven and earth.

At the time of life and death, there is a completely different emotion that can make people feel the most, which is a feeling of relief.

A strange force surged in his belly, and the heat dissipated immediately.

A small amount enters the acupuncture points of the limbs, a large amount enters Dantian and Qi Sea, and disappears in the blink of an eye.

He sank his knees and suddenly exerted his strength.

The soles of the shoes landed on the bluestone, causing heavy splashes of water.

Li Changshou moved, and the nearby scenery turned into a blur.

The water splashed everywhere, throwing up a light smoke.

The middle-aged man only saw one person rushing towards him like a galloping horse with lightning speed.

The eyes were blood red.

There seemed to be a thunder in the middle-aged man's mind, and he looked at the bloody figure in surprise.

The sword technique in his hand changed.

The flying dagger followed closely behind.

With a sword thrust out, Sword Ray flashed away under the heavy rain of moonlight.

Like mercury pouring down the ground, flowers are flying like rain.

Li Changshou's speed far exceeded the middle-aged man's expectations, and the cold light in his hand struck at the middle-aged man's head.

However, he is fast, and practitioners are faster.

Li Changshou felt the buzzing Sword intent behind him.

But, he didn't retreat.

He had no way out.