Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

When turning around a street, Yu'er suddenly tightened the reins in his hands. In front of him, there were two carriages that collided with each other. The broken carriages occupied most of the street. Although there was still a gap left, it could only It's definitely not possible to talk about people and carriages.

The owners of the carriage were arguing about who was responsible.

"Is this road impassable?" Li Wu poked his head out of the carriage and looked at the 'car accident scene' ahead.

"Wait for a while. Fortunately, there is still plenty of time." Yang Ming turned his head and said to Li Wu.

"Yang Ming, be careful." Suddenly, Li Wu said in shock.

The trembling sound of the bowstring sounded in Yang Ming's ears. Yang Ming almost instinctively picked up the fish beside him and ran away. On the frame of the carriage, several branches that were more than three inches into the wood were nailed. The power of the crossbow arrows is so deep that it is impossible for ordinary people to make private crossbows.

Li Wu looked at the scene in front of her in astonishment, then jumped out of the carriage.

what happened? There was someone who dared to use such prohibited items as crossbows in Xianyang. At this time, Li Wu couldn't bear to be surprised and looked ahead with vigilant eyes.

There, several crossbow machines were triggered again. Amidst the roaring sound, the movable armor-piercing crossbow arrows were fired towards Yang Ming. They formed a crossbow shape and almost completely blocked Yang Ming's path.

Yang Ming swung out a palm, and the strong wind of the palm caused the crossbow arrow to deflect, but the force of the crossbow arrow was still not small. Seeing this, Yang Ming could only wrap his arms around Yu'er's waist and fly away.

At this time, several more swordsmen sprang out from the darkness, their sharp sword energy intertwined into a web, and strangled Yang Ming.

"Is it Luo Wang's people? Or is it Li Wu?" With the crossbow arrows, assassins, and the current opportunity, Yang Ming could only think of Luo Wang.

However, there was no room for him to think any more at the moment. Yang Ming used his palm to deflect the incoming sword energy. The extreme speed of Fengshen's legs exploded under Yang Ming's feet. At this time, another crossbow arrow came, and Yang Ming dodged several of them. , only to find that the last one was actually shot towards the fish. Yang Ming stretched out his palm almost instinctively, and he could catch it at the critical moment and use it as a crossbow arrow, but the huge force rubbed the palm of his hand painfully.

Shaking away the crossbow arrow in his hand, Yang Ming used his inner strength and waved his palm to hit the carriage in front. A black cloud roared towards the person holding the crossbow. With a loud noise, the already damaged carriage fell apart in an instant.

Yang Ming paused for breath. Such a powerful palm was quite a consumption for him now. Fortunately, the most troublesome crossbow arrow had been solved.

But Yang Ming was already completely surrounded. There were six assassins standing around him. What was even more troublesome was that the position where the six assassins were standing vaguely showed some kind of special formation. This was the result of six assassins who knew how to attack together. Skilled assassin.

The six people did not give Yang Ming time to react. Six sword lights criss-crossed and were already attacking Yang Ming. Faced with this situation, Yang Ming could only use offense as defense. He struck out one palm print after another, in the black cloud. One after another sword energy was broken through the air.

But this is obviously not a long-term solution. Although the offensive is fierce, as the saying goes, it will be exhausted again and again. Once Yang Ming shows signs of decline, the consequences will be unpredictable.

Yu'er, who was protected by Yang Ming, looked at the six swordsmen surrounding her and Yang Ming. Her eyes flashed, and she had already seen something.

In Luowang, there is a combined attack technique, and the six people used it is one of them. Although it is not the most powerful one, it is not something that Luowang's elite killers cannot touch.

"He is very smart and knows how to use offense to defend and prevent the six of them from forming a formation. But can such a high-intensity attack last? Once you show your weakness, what should you do? Your best approach should be to do whatever it takes The only way to pay a high price is to encircle him." Yu'er looked at Yang Ming's back and actually analyzed the battle situation.

"No, no, it's not that he doesn't know that the best option is to stand out and encircle him. He just can't guarantee that he will stand out and encircle me while protecting me, so he has to put himself in danger. Is he just protecting me?"

"He's protecting me? Because he's the so-called friend?" Yu'er turned his head and looked at Yang Ming's profile. He felt weird for a moment, but it seemed like...

Under Yang Ming's cloud-dispelling palm, the six assassins could barely dodge. Yang Ming's palm force was too strong, and the palm winds roared past. Even if they could dodge the attack, the cold and fierce palm force Wherever it passed, the stone slabs on the street were scraped into large and small fragments. The force of the palm hit the walls on both sides, causing the thick walls to shatter, and the gravel rustled. And fall.

But the strange thing is that the movement here did not alarm the people around. This situation is really abnormal.

"This is this boy's true strength. He has such domineering palm skills. If I didn't have the Sun-Concealing Sword in my hand, I really wouldn't be able to defeat him."

In the darkness, a pair of eyes stared at the battlefield in the distance: If the Six Musketeers could stab him, then everything would be easy. If even the Six Assassins couldn't hurt Yang Ming, then he would have to take action himself at the right time.

"However, no one can sustain such a fierce attack for too long. Once you show weakness, you will have no chance of comeback under the combined fencing formation of the Six Musketeers."

In the battlefield, after the continuous high-intensity attack, Yang Ming's palm power showed signs of decline. The six swordsmen looked at each other and at the same time thrust their swords towards Yang Ming. Their targets were the six major acupoints around Yang Ming's body.

But the moment they rushed toward Yang Ming, the situation suddenly changed.

Yang Ming jumped up, his body spinning rapidly in the air, like a tornado. The surrounding gravel was stirred by the wind and flew into the sky, hovering around Yang Ming.

At this moment, Yang Ming is the god of the wind.

"Retreat." The faces of the six swordsmen who came forward, hidden under their masks, revealed expressions of shock. They felt the threat of death in the tornado that rolled up rubble in the sky.

But it was too late, as streams of gravel shot out from the sky in all directions.

This is the fifth style of the Fengshen Legs: Wind Rolling Tower.

Every piece of gravel is the most powerful hidden weapon. At speeds as fast as meteors, the narrow streets left no room for the Six Musketeers to escape. Just now, they thought Yang Ming was exhausted, and they were eager to attack. The distance between them and Yang Ming was so close that they could only watch the gravel hitting their bodies one after another. They could only use the long sword in their hands to block the gravel that was enough to penetrate the body as much as possible.

However, they were able to block the gravel, but they could not block Yang Ming. The fourth style of the Wind God's Legs was powerful and powerful. In an instant, the six solid legs held the Wind God's intention and hit the chest of the Six Musketeers with the power of thunder. superior.

In the crisp sound of bone cracking, six corpses were thrown away.

Yang Ming's seemingly focused attack on the Cloud Pavilion Palm behind him was never meant to be offensive as defensive, but rather to create terrain that was favorable to him and to maximize the power of Fengjuanlouzhan.

Of course, this is just a last resort because Yang Ming's skills are not strong enough. If he had powerful skills, there would be no need to go to such great lengths to smash the stone wall. Instead, all the floors here would change at Fengshen Leg. become his weapon.

But no matter what, Yang Ming won in the end. He defeated himself and the enemy.

Suddenly, a sword light cut through the night from the darkness, attacking Yang Ming with the force of a meteor from outside the sky, but Yang Ming didn't even have time to turn around.

At the critical moment, a figure blocked behind Yang Ming, a pair of cold eyes flashed, and the sword was clamped by a pair of jade palms.

But catching a sword with bare hands can only happen successfully between two people with obvious differences in strength, but the gap between the owner of the jade palms and the owner of the attacking sword has not reached that level yet.

Although a pair of jade palms clamped the cold sword blade, the huge force made her retreat uncontrollably, hitting Yang Ming's back before she could barely stand still. The sword blade, supported by the huge force, was moving from She squeezed her palms backwards.

With the sound of cloth tearing, the sword blade brushed her shoulder. At this time, Yang Ming had already turned around and struck the last swordsman in the chest with his palm.

Seeing this, the swordsman could only withdraw his sword and defend himself. He held the sword across his chest, and with the force of his palm, he directly knocked it back. The swordsman took advantage of the backward momentum to fly away and disappeared into the darkness.

At this time, people were shouting in the distance. The soldiers from the Lieutenant's Mansion who were responsible for public security were rushing towards here, and the surrounding people were also coming one by one with swords behind their backs.

"What happened?" The officers of the Lieutenant's Mansion couldn't help but be shocked when they saw the mess on the street and the corpses everywhere. More than double digits of corpses suddenly appeared in Xianyang. This is a big case, and it may not last for several years. Big case that can be encountered.

"I am Yang Ming, the captain of Ganquan Palace. These people assassinated me here and were shot to death by me." Yang Ming revealed his identity.

"Lieutenant Yang?" When the leading officer of the Lieutenant's Mansion heard this, his expression turned into horror. An assassin was assassinating officials in their jurisdiction. Such a case was no longer something he could handle.

"Is Lieutenant Yang okay?" The officer from the Lieutenant's Mansion stepped forward and saw the blood-stained maid beside Yang Ming. Dozens of steps away, there was a frightened beauty, who had completely confirmed Yang Ming's identity.

"It's okay, but my friend is injured." Yang Ming suppressed the anger in his heart and said, although he was angry at this time, he would not vent it out on strangers.

"Please help us send it to Meng's house." Yang Ming looked at Yu'er's blood-stained shoulder and had already made up his mind.

"The general's residence?" The lieutenant's officer was slightly startled, but he still nodded in agreement.

"Yang Ming, let's go back to Jinghua Garden so as not to cause any trouble to you." Li Wu, who had been hiding aside, stepped forward and said.

"No, you can't leave my sight now." Yang Ming said coldly.

Are there any coincidences in the world? Of course there is, but it doesn't necessarily mean that he will encounter it. Thinking of that kind of fencing formation and the identity behind Li Wu, there are already more seeds of doubt in Yang Ming's heart.

Also, what is your identity? He was actually able to take that long-charged killing sword unprepared, empty-handed, and slightly injured? Yang Ming looked at Yu'er's already blushing shoulders and thought in his mind.

"This?" Meeting Yang Ming's gaze, Li Wu's heart trembled. She had never seen such a look on Yang Ming since they met. The coldness of his thoughts and the chill of his spirit made her unable to help but Give birth to a fear.

"That's good." Li Wu said reluctantly. She saw the wariness in Yang Ming's eyes, the wariness towards her.

"Lieutenant Yang, follow me." The officer of the lieutenant's office asked his soldiers to pull the carriage over.

The current matter is no longer something he can handle alone. Only Shangguan can take over.