Chapter 339: When I arrived at Dangtu for the first time, I left a little bit of Feihong (5)
Chapter 339 Arriving at Dangtu for the first time, leaving a little bit of Feihong (5)
Just as hundreds of gleaming knives flew towards Nie Changliu, more than a dozen gangsters rushed towards Gu Qingci with knives, splashing layers of water.
Nie Changliu twitched the corner of his mouth, showing a sneering smile, and then slightly shook the blood-red long knife. The blade suddenly buzzed, shaking at an extremely terrifying high speed, shaking off some blood beads on the blade, turning them into blood mist.
The rain kept falling, flowing down the tiles of the eaves. Nie Changliu stretched out his hand, feeling the flying knives from all around him. With a flip of his wrist, the blood-red blade turned into a white light, and cut off the two closest knives with incomparable precision. The knife in front, then turned around quickly, slashed out, and then kept slashing. In the middle of the street, it seemed to be frozen for a moment. A dozen or so Nie Changliu slashed in the same posture in the air. Only then did he freeze the blade in the rain.
Perhaps Nie Changliu wanted to truly feel his fighting consciousness. From the beginning to the end, he suppressed his true energy and never let it out, just like a worldly warrior, fighting entirely with combat experience and physical strength.
There was a sound of "铖铖铖铖" in the street, and all the flying knives that were fixed in the air fell to the ground, without any exception, hitting the ground full of rain and making a muffled sound.
Amid everyone's shocked faces, Nie Changliu tilted his head, raised his long knife and threw it out. The blood red disappeared with a swoosh, turning into a faint red thread that tore through the rain curtain, flew out, and flew to The group of people who rushed towards Gu Qingci.
That knife didn't have any technical content, it was just thrown casually, and in the direction of the blade, those disturbing raindrops that seemed to be hanging in the rainy night were pierced, and between the lightning and flint, a knife was inserted into the head of the person in front , directly took a corpse and flew out for two or three battles, stuck it on a pillar, shook it for a while, and then fell silent.
At the same time, a black shadow flashed by, and the blood-red knife on the pillar was held in Nie Changliu's hand. In just a moment, his figure disappeared, and only several blood-red lights and shadows appeared in the night. , More than a dozen people froze, maintaining the posture of raising their knives and rushing forward, but they all stopped in front of the eaves, motionless.
The night wind blew, and a trace of water mist fell on Gu Qingci's face. He still maintained the same movement, smiling, and didn't move at all, even though there were a dozen people rushing towards him with swords in front of him.
When the moment was frozen, he said softly: "The saber technique is much faster and simpler, and has made great progress!"
As soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden "plop", and the corpses nailed to the pillars fell to the ground. At the same time, the dozen or so people who rushed to the eaves fell to the ground at the same time, and the blood instantly stained the street. Still bright red in the dark.
Someone in the street appeared with a blood-red long knife and said lightly: "You say you have made progress, then you have made progress!"
The Patriarch of the Yuan family turned pale. It took only a few breaths from Nie Changliu breaking through the flying knife array to throwing the knife and then killing people, and then reappearing. When he saw Nie Changliu walking over with the knife At that time, completely dominated by fear, he pointed at Nie Changliu as if he was insane, and said, "You... who are you, how could you be... how could it be possible!"
The total number of corpses on the street is probably no less than two hundred, and there are still many wounded and lying on the ground crying, and more people are already running away frantically at this time. Nie Changliu didn't go after him, he killed almost, let alone two or three hundred Even if people escaped, he couldn't chase them down one by one.
However, he has never forgotten the head of the Yuan family.
The rain was falling desperately, and the Patriarch of the Yuan family was already drenched. He watched Nie Changliu walking over in a daze, and every step seemed to fall on his heart. When Nie Changliu was only three feet away from the Patriarch of the Yuan family, he stopped. down.
At that pause, the Patriarch of the Yuan family trembled all over, and an invisible oppression descended from the sky. His legs softened and he fell to his knees. I can't speak.
Nie Changliu looked down at the head of the Yuan family who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "Are you the head of the Yuan family?"
"Yes!"
Rainwater flowed down the hair and into the mouth.
Nie Changliu continued to ask: "Why did you send people to kill us?"
The Patriarch of the Yuan family suddenly raised his head, eyes filled with hatred, and roared angrily: "You killed my son, why do you think I killed you!"
Nie Changliu frowned and said, "When did I kill your son when I came to Heiyu for the first time?"
"It should be the idiot who wanted to grab your knife two days ago." Gu Qingci walked over slowly holding an umbrella and said, "I suddenly remembered that when you were killing that waste material, he seemed to say that he is What Mr. Yuan's family, but neither of us paid much attention to it."
Two days ago, when Nie Changliu and Gu Qingci had not yet arrived in Suiye County, they clashed with someone in an inn and showed this blood-red sword, which happened to be seen by a young man who had a very tough attitude. Nie Changliu offered the knife to him, saying that he could give Nie Changliu a chance to follow him. The young man was slapped away by Nie Changliu, and then there was a conflict and he was hacked to death by Nie Changliu.
Now that Gu Qingci mentioned it, Nie Changliu remembered it, nodded, and said, "Is this a grudge that cannot be solved?"
Gu Qingci agreed: "Impossible!"
Nie Changliu raised his knife and said, "Then kill it, you have no objection!"
"No comment!"
…
"Wait a minute!"
Suddenly there was a shout at the intersection of the street, and a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe slowly walked over.
However, Nie Changliu ignored it and slashed down with a knife. Seeing that he was about to hit the head of the Patriarch of the Yuan family, a flying sword flew directly towards Nie Changliu's face.
This sword came through the air, piercing pieces of spray like glass, with a wisp of true energy and a gust of wind and rain. There was a deafening crisp sound.
The long sword flew back, and the middle-aged man in a Taoist robe rushed up and grabbed the hilt of the sword. Now facing Nie Changliu, he just glanced at Gu Qingci slightly, and then said: "Infinite Heaven, this young man, you must forgive me!" Forgive me, how about stopping this matter here?"
Nie Changliu showed a sneering smile, and said, "Why don't you just let it go, when hundreds of them came to kill me just now, why didn't you stand up and stop it?"
The middle-aged Taoist said indifferently: "Patriarch Yuan is avenging his son, there is a reason for this, and you have killed so many people now, you should relieve your anger, why bother to kill so many evils, since Patriarch Yuan failed to take revenge, you also Out of anger, Pindao hopes to stop here!"
Nie Changliu slowly turned his head, looked at Gu Qingci, and said, "This old guy is really infuriating, I want to kill him!"
It’s Monday again, alas, classes are full!
(end of this chapter)