Turbulent Times Chapter 702: Deus Ex (Part 1)

As soon as the words fell, he stretched his hands, wearing a pair of iron gloves, and grabbed Wang Junlin. He saw Nie Xiaoyu and the Spring and Autumn Envoy fighting from a distance just now, and worried that he was not Nie Xiaoyu's opponent, so he rushed to deal with Wang Junlin first. Jun Lin, vainly trying to leave Nie Xiaoyu to the two hall masters.

I have to say that this vice-leader is quite strong. He is the only master of the Hundred Knives League besides Ning Shaobao. The opponent has all possible attack routes, and is good at seizing the enemy's weapons, which is indeed very powerful.

When he exerted the Eagle Claw Kung Fu to the limit, his hands seemed to be in and out between nothingness and reality, appearing and disappearing now and then, like illusions, making it impossible to guard against.

However, what made the deputy leader's face change was that Nie Xiaoyu rushed forward, but Wang Junlin drew back, avoiding the deputy leader's claws, and facing the two hall leaders.

The vice-leader whose face changed slightly had no choice but to grit his teeth and confront Nie Xiaoyu, but seeing that he could catch Nie Xiaoyu's Fengying Sword directly, he didn't know that he was only a few fingertips away from the edge of the sword. At the same time, Nie Xiaoyu's Fengying sword sank three inches almost miraculously, changing and moving in a narrow space of no more than half a foot square, as if it could attack any part of his right hand, which was pointed like an eagle claw.

The deputy leader couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

His seemingly simple grasp is actually the result of more than 60 years of combat experience, vision and judgment. The position where Nie Xiaoyu set foot was the weakest dead corner of Nie Xiaoyu's left oblique wind shadow sword, first forcing the opponent to change his tactics to meet him.

Unexpectedly, the opponent not only does not avoid or dodge, but also has the ability to attack quickly, so why not teach him to be terrified.

At this time, the Fengying sword suddenly picked up his wrist veins.

The vice-leader was even more shocked, retracted his right hand, kept his shoulders still, and kicked with his right foot flatly, taking Nie Xiaoyu's left ankle, which was extremely vicious.

Nie Xiaoyu took a strange step, and at the same time crossed the sword in his left hand, the sword was violent, and the deputy leader, who had lost his vigor and confidence, was drawn into the dazzling shadow of the sword light.

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"When!"

On the other side, the sword in Wang Junlin's hand fought hard with the head of the Red Sword Hall of the Hundred Swords League.

The secret technique of resonance was cast instantly, and the hall master of the Red Knife Hall suffered a big loss immediately.

Wow!

The whole person with a knife was split by Wang Junlin and flew out of the bridge like falling leaves, spewing blood from his mouth, and fell into the river between the bridge and the boat. Such a master in this stagnant period can't get past any move in Wang Junlin's hands.

Wang Junlin couldn't care less about watching the head of the Red Knife Hall fall into the water. He slashed the knife behind his back seemingly casually, just in time to seal all the double knives that were attacking like a torrential rain, and sent out a burst of raindrops. The clear and crisp sound of hitting the banana leaf was quite pleasant, but then there was a muffled groan, and the master of the White Knife Hall, who wields two knives, also vomited blood and fell back.

At this time, there were members of the Hundred Swords League in the river who had rescued the head of the Red Knife Hall. Ning Shaobao waved his hand solemnly, and the four people standing behind him jumped up and came to the bridge. King's Landing surrounded them.

On the other hand, the battle between Nie Xiaoyu and the deputy leader surprised the members of the Hundred Swords League.

"Duke!"

The deputy leader used more than a dozen tricks in a row, and only after a lot of hard work was he able to sweep Nie Xiaoyu's Fengying Sword with his palm.

As a matter of fact, this is the first time that the two of them have come into contact with each other in substance, and one can imagine the treachery and danger involved.

But I don't know that this is right in Nie Xiaoyu's arms, or that it has long been within Nie Xiaoyu's calculations. Yin, it's so natural again, every time the sword is struck, there is an earth-shattering power, it seems that she has been restrained and concealed, until this moment, she only strikes with all her strength, hoping to make a quick victory.

On the other side, Wang Junlin stood proudly with his sword horizontally, ignoring the four masters of the Hundred Swords League who surrounded him. In this busy time, he still had time to look around the audience.

I saw that Ning Shaobao had a solemn expression, but he had a sneer on his face. Not only did he not seem to care about the fact that the two subordinates were injured successively, but he also looked confident and ready to take time off.

Wang Junlin is such a character, he immediately understands that the other party wants to consume them to death here with a battle of wheels.

Without waiting for Wang Junlin to think about it, the four of them had already started besieging him, and rushed to greet him with swords.

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Nie Xiaoyu's sword and the deputy lord's iron claw fought seven times in the blink of an eye. The latter's moves were like lightning, and every time they gathered all the power of the whole body, they tried to injure Nie Xiaoyu severely, but Nie Xiaoyu was not tight Without slowing down the sword to resist, he was able to accurately find the weak point of the deputy leader every time, easily defuse the offensive, and at the same time pose a threat to his life and death.

So, the deputy leader became more and more frightened as he fought, gritted his teeth and let out a deafening roar, shot up obliquely, and swung thirteen claws at Nie Xiaoyu in an instant. It looks extremely powerful, and this is exactly his famous stunt, the Thirteen Claws of the Eagle. Unfortunately, what he met was Nie Xiaoyu. The latter's eyes flashed, and he only stabbed with a sword. The deputy leader let out a terrified cry , the claw shadow immediately restrained and dissipated, and then he was stabbed in the chest, screamed, and fell directly from the bridge.

On the other side, Wang Junlin killed two people and seriously injured two people.

Ning Shaobao's face changed, and with an order, dozens of archers appeared on the riverside on both sides of the bridge, bowing their bows and setting up their arrows, ready for battle.

"Shoot!" Following Ning Shaobao's order, dozens of powerful arrows came out of the bow, and shot at the two of them with a chirping sound. The coverage is so wide that the two of them have nowhere to hide except to resist.

Crack!

The super-large black umbrella designed and built by Nie Xiaoyu opened in front of Wang Junlin and Nie Xiaoyu, protecting them. Most of the powerful arrows were blocked, and the remaining small part was easily knocked away by the two with their swords.

After the rain of arrows, several people on the bow of the boat jumped up and swept across the sky.

Without waiting for the people on the boat to fall, Wang Junlin and Nie Xiaoyu slashed four knives like lightning, and stabbed four swords to smash the eight people who jumped from the boat into the river. The big ship where Ning Shaobao was on shot away.

The incident happened suddenly, and the members of the Hundred Swords League never thought that the target not only didn't want to run away, but instead killed them where their strength was most concentrated.

There were also archers on board, and they responded quickly. The moment Wang Junlin and Nie Xiaoyu jumped up, they shot a rain of arrows. Unfortunately, Wang Junlin opened the **** umbrella again, and all the arrows were firmly blocked. , the two continued to fall towards the bow without slowing down.

The two guardians of the Hundred Swords League and the six hall masters all stood at the bow of the boat, shouting at Wang Junlin and Nie Xiaoyu who were in mid-air at the same time, whether it was the eight of them or Ning Shaobao behind They were all ecstatic, because no matter how strong Wang Junlin and Nie Xiaoyu were, they had nowhere to rely on in mid-air, and they had less than 50% of their strength left, and as long as the eight of them chopped the two of them into the river, The dark hands they set up in the river can kill the two of them.