Chapter 263

The battle has begun. You can't stay here longer because of Tonglu.

But in fact, the battle ended not long after it began.

The war between practitioners is always so cold, cruel and rapid.

Life and death will give the answer in a very short time. Compared with it, the battle between mortals is really like playing house wine.

Hundreds of sword lights and magic weapon lights shuttled through the night sky, and then sword lights kept falling, like rain. I don't know how many people died.

Looking at the picture in the night sky, Nanzheng suddenly felt that killing people in the old forest was like playing family wine.

Although her realm is much higher than some practitioners who participate in the battle today.

So Yuntai was destroyed.

She turned and went towards the clouds. She stumbled all the way. She didn't know how many times she fell from the cliff. Even if she wasn't hurt, she was in pain.

She knew that the world in the fog was also dangerous, but she would rather face those dangers than stay on the cloud and look at those pictures.

The world under the cloud was quiet, and the fighting sound was gradually away. However, there was a very strong vigilant look in her eyes, and she took down the Bi Shi Zheng from behind.

The slender fingers fell on the Zheng, pulled it silently, and made a very bright sound. The invisible Zheng sound spread around and cut the dense fog.

Pop, pop, pop.

Several muffled sounds sounded one after another.

The cavalry of Shenwei army ambushed in the night knew that they were found by the target and launched an attack at the first time. The heavy iron hooves stepped on the earth and the vibration was very clear.

Nanzheng held the Zheng with one hand and swept back quickly, but failed to avoid the number of riders rushing from the side.

Accompanied by the dull crash, she retreated to the bottom of a cliff, and her face was a little pale.

The rune paper cut by the Zheng sound is burning, emitting a faint light to illuminate the surroundings.

At least dozens of Shenwei cavalry appeared in her field of vision, with dense shadows, like a stone forest.

Nanzheng looked at the cavalry leader in front without fear.

The cavalry leader's face was hidden in his helmet. He could only see his eyes. His eyes were clean. He looked young but very cold.

Nanzheng looked down and saw the cavalry leader carrying a flying sword.

The flying sword was tied tightly, emitting a faint cold meaning, which was obviously unusual.

The cavalry leader took out the magic weapon, looked at the portrait in Qingguang, looked at the face of Nanzheng illuminated by Qingguang, and said, "you are not an assassin of Laolin. I will only give you three seconds to surrender."

The cavalry commander took his subordinates looking for things during the day.

On the way back to the camp, he didn't want to cause another trouble, but since he met an assassin of Bu Laolin, he couldn't just leave.

Of course, Nanzheng will not surrender, and is not ready to wait for the other party to count the three breath time. His right hand extends to the four waste bottles at his waist.

She hasn't learned the fragmented script of the secret method of the blood devil sect. She can't give full play to the full power of the four waste bottles like Yu Buhuan, but there should be no problem to block these cavalry.

Just as her finger was about to touch the four waste bottles, a gust of wind suddenly rose in front of the cliff.

It was a deep spring fog night, but the wind was very cold.

There is no temperature or moisture in the wind.

Someone came to her with the wind, naturally reached out and took down the Bi Shi Zheng behind her, and then walked to the cavalry.

Nanzheng was shocked. He didn't have a strong breath. Why couldn't he even resist when he took the Bishi Zheng?

It was a girl in white with white gauze on her face. The white gauze danced with the wind, revealing a very ordinary face.

Gu Pan said in a deep voice, "give me your name."

The girl in white has a pure and extremely peaceful breath. She obviously practices the authentic skill of Xuanmen and should be a member of the right path.

But because of her actions, Gu pan and the cavalry of the divine guards were still vigilant.

The girl in White said, "you don't have to know who I am, but you should know my purpose."

His face was covered by armor, and his eyes showed a dignified color.

Is the target of the other party the sword on his back?

This is a top secret operation. Where did she know about it?

The girl in white knew that the cavalry of the divine guards could not hand over their swords. She didn't say anything. Her right hand fell on the Zheng surface and her index finger gently hooked.

Hum.

The zither sounded.

Nanzheng can see clearly from the back. The girl should not have used Zheng. She uses the technique of playing the piano, and even this technique seems a little astringent, or even clumsy, just like a beginner. But the Zheng sound... It's so clear, even the sound of the young Phoenix.

And why does a Zheng sound have such a strong sense of killing?

Those Shenwei cavalry are ordinary people. They can't hear the horror of the Zheng sound at all.

The horses under them felt very obvious and seemed very restless. They had to turn their horses around and run away in the distance regardless of their master's control.

But it was too late. The Zheng sound full of the meaning of killing and cutting spread around, easily touched the rune paper on the cavalry and mount, and then chopped it. As soon as the runes were lit, before they had time to emit the last light, they became scattered fire points, like fireflies. Before the fireflies really disappeared, more than 100 cavalry fell off their horses, and those horses fell down, making a dense, heavy noise. Without the help of Mao Zhai's Rune paper, the cavalry and horses could not bear such heavy armor. They fell to the ground and struggled, but they could not stand up. The girl in white walked forward, reached out and took down the flying sword from behind. Feeling the cold breath from the sword, she nodded with satisfaction. I don't know what means she used. The sword disappeared in her palm. She turned and walked towards Nanzheng. Gu pan is a disciple from outside Zhongzhou. Although his realm is ordinary, he is a practitioner after all. He forcibly pushes away the horse pressed on his legs, takes off his heavy armor, and reveals his sweaty face and anxious eyes. He looked at the girl's back and shouted, "who the hell are you?" The girl in white ignored him and went to Nanzheng and asked, "are you from manbu?" Nanzheng nodded nervously. The other party's breath was not strong, but the intuition in Lingzhi told her that she would regret if she made a move. The girl in White asked, "name." She said, "Nanzheng." The girl in White asked, "what's the relationship between you and Nan forget?" Judging from the breath, the girl is obviously a practitioner of the right sect. Maybe she will get acquainted with Nan forget. Nanzheng thought that if he told the truth, there would be problems. When she was preparing to lie, she thought of the pictures on the cloud. She suddenly grew tired, gritted her teeth and said, "she is my family and enemy." With these words, a sarcastic sneer appeared on her lips, and then she was ready to fight. Knowing that she was not an opponent, she could not die like this. Unexpectedly, the girl in white looked at her and said, "I hate that woman too, so I won't kill you." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.