The prince is very fierce

Earlier, on the stone arch bridge near the ferry.

Xu Buling suddenly stopped, raised his hand and hugged Ning Yuhe tightly in his arms, leaning down hard.

"Ah—Ling'er, don't do this..."

Ning Yuhe threw herself into Xu Buling's arms and panicked. She thought that her apprentice was lustful and wanted to take advantage of her in this place where no one was around. In her shame, anger and panic, she didn't dare to resist.

But at the moment of being pressed down, Ning Yuhe suddenly saw the oil-paper umbrella above being cut neatly, and the ribs of the umbrella broke silently, as if the breeze swept through and blew it off, and even the weapon was not seen.

The sudden strange scene frightened Ning Yuhe's hair stood on end, knowing that she had encountered an assassination. If Xu Buling hadn't held her and forced her to bend down and lean over to avoid it, the two of them would have been hit.

Ning Yuhe's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she grabbed the long sword at her waist. She glanced around, but found no trace of the enemy.

Xu Buling was also shocked and angry. Although his six senses were sharp and he noticed something was wrong, he didn't see clearly what cut the umbrella.

Ding-

The slight sound like plucking the strings of a zither sounded again in the night, almost inaudible under the cover of the surging river.

Xu Buling drew the long sword from his waist and held it in front of him by feeling. The next moment, two sparks burst out from the sharp sword blade, as if something was cut off, and the sound of the strings breaking also sounded.

Xu Buling knew that there was a trap on the bridge. He hugged Ning Yuhe and kicked sideways, kicking the guardrail of the stone arch bridge. The stone guardrail broke immediately and fell into the river below. A series of broken strings sounded, and there were several pieces of broken stones hanging in the air. Obviously, something inside the iron wire was tied to it.

The fence of the stone bridge was broken, and the trap set in advance was naturally destroyed.

It was so dark that he couldn't see the surroundings clearly. Xu Buling stood there with his ears slightly moving, carefully distinguishing the imperceptible sounds in the rain and water.

Ning Yuhe looked cautiously, holding a long sword and leaning on Xu Buling's back, paying attention to the back, even his breathing was barely audible.

The rain was drizzling, and the stone arch bridge was a little weirdly quiet. It seemed that he had just accidentally stepped on a trap, and there were no hunters around.

"Let's go."

Xu Buling was not careless at all. He and Ning Yuhe stood back to back and slowly moved under the stone arch bridge.

As soon as he took a step, he heard the sound of clothes breaking in the wind under the broken guardrail.

Swoosh——

Ning Yuhe turned his head quickly, pointing the blade of his sword in the direction of the sound, and saw a fiery red shadow rushing up from the edge of the stone bridge. The speed was extremely fast, and the figure's face was pale. In the dim light, it could be seen that it was a hideous and terrifying ghost face, with empty eyes and two bloodstains. Under the red embroidered robe, he held two daggers and rushed directly towards the two people, making a sharp whistle.

Such a terrifying and horrifying scene frightened Xu Buling, who had never believed in ghosts and gods. Ning Yuhe was directly frightened and screamed, raising his hand and stabbing the face of the figure with a sword.

Xu Buling secretly thought that it was not good, and it was too late to raise his hand to stop it. He could only raise his hand to hold Ning Yuhe and dodge to the side.

As expected, after the long sword pierced into the ghost, the ghost face exploded directly, bursting out a ball of lime powder.

The two were attracted by the ghost that suddenly appeared in front of them, and they didn't notice that a shadow in a nightgown appeared on the stone bridge behind them. There was no sound when they moved, and they appeared at the same time as the ghost in front. When Xu Buling pulled Ning Yuhe away to avoid the lime powder, the black figure approached quietly like a ghost, and stabbed the backs of the two with two black daggers.

Ning Yuhe closed his eyes to prevent the lime powder from flying into his eyes, and he didn't understand what was going on.

Xu Buling saw the trick of making a feint to the east and attacking the west. Although he didn't hear the sound, he could see where his blind spot was based on the current situation. The moment he pounced on Ning Yuhe, he didn't care if there was anyone behind him, and he turned back and chopped his back with a sword.

Ding——

The sound of metal clashing sounded, and the long sword chopped something.

Xu Buling let go of Ning Yuhe, and the moment he forced the assassin away with his sword, he turned around and stood up again to face behind him. The long sword in his hand was still trembling, and he vaguely saw the black shadow in the rain jumping off the stone bridge.

Xu Buling's body was as fast as lightning. He flashed behind the black shadow and thrust out a sword, but only pierced the corner of his clothes. He leaned forward to chase him, and another sound of a zither string sounded.

Xu Buling was full of astonishment. He quickly raised his head and stepped back. This time, he finally saw the black thin line flashing past his eyes and cutting off a few hairs.

"Ling'er!"

Ning Yuhe was frightened and turned pale. He wanted to run over to help.

Xu Buling didn't hear the sound of falling into the water, so he secretly thought it was not good. He turned around and saw that the elusive black shadow really rushed towards Ning Yuhe from the other side of the stone arch bridge.

"Be careful!"

In just a few steps, he didn't have time to return to help. Xu Buling raised his hand and threw the long sword out, trying to block the black shadow.

Ning Yuhe was also a master of martial arts. Seeing Xu Buling's eyes, he understood. The long sword in his hand turned over and stabbed from under the sleeves at a tricky angle to the back. He used the hidden sword style that the Tang family was famous for.

Ding Ding——

After two light sounds, a dagger was knocked away by the long sword, and another dagger clamped Ning Yuhe's sword.

The black shadow might be the strongest one among those Xu Buling had fought. His movements were so fast that only an afterimage was left. While holding the long sword, he slapped Ning Yuhe's back with his backhand.

Ning Yuhe didn't have time to turn around, so he could only bend forward to dodge. Xu Buling's footsteps were extremely fast. He had already rushed to the front and raised his arm to block the black shadow's arm, but the force was too strong and it still rubbed Ning Yuhe's shoulder, causing Ning Yuhe to stagger.

Xu Buling pulled Ning Yuhe behind him with his left hand, and with his right hand, he tried to grab the black shadow's arm, but he only grabbed the sleeve. The black shadow held the dagger in his right hand, but he slashed directly at Xu Buling's throat.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Buling leaned back to avoid it, and the dagger swept past his chin, and punched out with his hand, hitting the black shadow's chest.

The black shadow's reaction was not at all satisfied, and the dagger missed and hit Xu Buling's chest with his elbow.

Bang——

The two exchanged moves, making a muffled sound.

Xu Buling's chest felt like being hit by a wild bull, and he took three steps back before he could stabilize his body, and his chest was churning. However, he was born with an inhuman physique, and although this was a bit fierce, he could completely withstand it.

The black shadow forcibly changed his moves, obviously underestimating the strength of Xu Buling's fist. The whole person flew backwards and broke the stone bridge guardrail behind him. Before falling, he hooked the stone pillar of the guardrail with his toes and flipped back lightly.

It was a short confrontation, but it was full of dangers.

Xu Buling's heart beat very fast, and a few beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He stared at the black shadow that merged with the night and raised his hand to signal Ning Yuhe to move away.

Ning Yuhe's face was pale. It might be the first time in his life that he met such a strong opponent. He had no power to resist. He did not show off his strength at the moment. He handed the sword to Xu Buling and carefully retreated from the stone bridge from the way he came...