Chapter 788

Li Hong didn't have enough time to stay in Chengdu government, so even if there were mountains and rivers in the forest today, he would take the risk to make a breakthrough. After all, this assassination tonight is likely to break the iron walls of jiannandao officialdom.

So without waiting for other people to stop him, Li Hong took the lead to walk to the woods. Huameng and the cheetah hurried to catch up. Wei Tuqi immediately took a big step and walked in front of Li Hong to open the way for him.

The light in the forest is far less than that of the moonlight outside, and there are potholes and bumps at the foot, so it is impossible to pursue them quickly.

Moreover, those people in black were obviously more familiar with the mountain terrain than the pro guards. They were like ghosts one by one, relying on dense tree trunks to avoid the pursuit of the pro guards and the firing of bows and crossbows in their hands.

The arrows shuttled through the forest, occasionally breaking the night sky and making a bang. The young students buried two-thirds of the arrows into the tree trunks, which made the man in black shiver.

He has never seen such a precise, cruel and powerful crossbow. Even those who hold the crossbow can finish the rewinding in an instant, and they don't give him any chance to get close to each other with time.

All of these were beyond his expectation. Originally, he thought that he was just a dandy and brought several people to Qingcheng Mountain, but he didn't expect to be such a well-trained man.

Some of the men in black who were left alone and surrounded were armed with long swords. The false moves and actual moves under the attack of several pro guards cooperated with each other. Although they were worried about their lives for a while and a half, they could not last long.

Compared with the long sword in the hands of the man in black, he occasionally uses false moves to confuse the pro guard, while the pro Guard soldiers are cheated once and for all. But even so, with the tacit cooperation, the quick, accurate, cruel and poisonous moves honed by several people on the battlefield are also able to snatch back the first opportunity when they lose the opportunity.

"Keep going!" After listening to Wei Tu Qi's description of the width of the forest, Li Hong immediately ordered.

Since entering the woods, all the people who sent out the bows and crossbows are all pro guards, and they have not lost their lives. They can bite the people in black like walking on the ground.

This shows that those people in black did not ambush in the woods. They did not have weapons like bows and crossbows in their hands. They could only rely on their long swords.

The three foot green front is more and more popular with Rangers. Compared with the best horizontal sword, the long sword is more flexible and light for them. It can switch back and forth between the virtual and the real. With their light pace, it can fight with the enemy who is superior to him.

Besides the main functions of chopping, chopping and stabbing, the most important requirement of the horizontal saber is that it has better hardness and toughness. Therefore, with the improvement of hardness and toughness, and in order to give full play to the characteristics of chopping, splitting and stabbing, a good horizontal knife will naturally gain some weight.

As soon as Wei Tuqi stepped over a big tree, a cold light flashed behind the tree. A silent man in black had been hiding for a long time.

At this time, looking at Wei Tu Qi like a black iron tower, his first impression was that he was extremely heavy, and he was useless except for his strength.

So when he was hiding for a moment, he could not bear to kill him. He immediately took his sword to Wei Tu Qi's chest and stabbed him.

"Hum!" Wei Tu Qi snorted coldly. While the man in black exclaimed, he avoided the sword. In the process, Li Hong's pace behind him was not affected.

"The queen." Li Hong walked past Wei Tuqi, ignoring Wei Tuqi's situation at all. He just spit out two words coldly, and then, accompanied by Huameng and cheetah, continued to chase him.

At this time, Wei Tu Qi was faced with the man in black who was forced to come again. He even had time to answer Li Hong's order. After a sound in his mouth, the horizontal knife in his hand suddenly came out of the scabbard to block the long sword that the man in black stabbed again. It was as bright as autumn water!

The man in black felt that the body of the sword was shaken, and the huge force was transmitted to the mouth of the tiger through the body of the sword. The shock made the mouth of the tiger hurt. He could hardly hold the long sword in his hand.

But before he could react to the pain of the tiger's mouth, Wei Tu Qi, at a speed that shocked him and could not believe it, drew out his horizontal knife and immediately chopped it off his head.

When he had no time to retreat, he had no choice but to hold up his long sword to block him. When his hand sank, he saw that the sword in his hand had been cut off from the middle, and his chest was cut by a horizontal knife.

The man in black had no time to look up at the iron tower with his chest cut open. He only felt that his abdomen was hit by a heavy hammer. In an instant, the whole person flew out and hit a tree. After a bang, he fell on the ground again. The blood that was not clear in the dark night just flowed from his chest lying on the ground.

"Tender!" Wei Tu Qi didn't have to look back. When he stretched out his knife, he felt that the knife had penetrated into a man's chest.

Nearly two meters tall, he has longer arms and legs than ordinary people, so the long sword in the hands of the man in black behind him has not reached his back heart. The long horizontal knife in his hand has already pierced the chest Hall of the other man in black.A huge palm covered the face of the man in black who attacked him. Then he pushed the man in black inserted in the broadsword to the sky. Then he made a short and sharp whistle. In a moment, some soldiers from other parts of the forest began to run towards the general direction of this side in the dense forest.

"Just leave a few alive!" Li Hong's face was bleak and cold, and the woods were not big or small.

The two sides of Huameng and Cheetah accompanied him all the way, and the number of people in black became more and more when he was about to go to the top.

I don't know whether they just climbed up from the cliff, or that they were forced to retreat here by the pro guards.

After receiving Li Hong's order, Huameng and Cheetah began to join the battle group. Li Hong stood not far away, quietly watching the men in black making some vague movements in the woods.

From the movements of these people, it can be seen that these people are not soldiers at all. They are completely composed of some so-called Rangers. Each move is extremely beautiful and light, but in his opinion, if they are on the battlefield, these people will not live as long as ordinary soldiers.

Even some long swords in the hands of some people in black are still fighting with their spikes.

The sword spike is derived from the sword reins. With the long sword replaced by the sword in the battlefield, the sword rein has little effect on tying the sword to the saddle or wrist. Therefore, the sword spike arises at the historic moment and becomes a symbol that writers like to wear when they express their lofty aspirations.

But in the former Sui Dynasty, the etiquette system has already stipulated: first grade, jade sword, Peishan Xuanyu. Second grade, gold sword, wearing cangyu water. Third grade male, Hou, and four, five grade Xun GUI, and silver sword, wear water cangyu. The servant has already gone down, the tongzhilang has gone up, and the accompanying position is like a sword. Those with straight swords will enter the ancestral temple and the ascending hall. If they are in the battle, they will release their swords.

In the Tang Dynasty, the symbol of the literati's Sabre was to tie the spike on the head of the sword. There was no rule that ordinary people could not wear it. Therefore, it has become a fashion for literati in Tang Dynasty.

Li Hong looked at the man in black who was holding a long sword in his hand, the spike of the sword, and even sometimes because of the blocking of the woods, he was waving around, and he couldn't guess what these people were!

Is it a person with five surnames and seven hopes? How can you kill yourself in time?

However, the more he looked at the man in black who was waving the sword for a long time, he stopped breathing when he was too tired to bear it, or when he could not stand being beaten by the head of his sword, he saw that there was no one attacking him around him.

The man nearest to him looked at himself like an idiot, especially the look in his eyes. When he saw the sword and the spike in his hand, the contempt in his eyes made him feel greatly insulted.

So the man in black looked around. No one looked at him. The shouts of killing were all around him. When his brain was hot, he stabbed Li Hong with his sword in his hand. His mouth was full of murderous breath and called out, "help me!"

"Go away!" Li Hong coldly watched the man in black rush to him. He picked up some leaves with soil on his toes and kicked him. Then he raised his foot in the air and kicked him heavily in the chest.

The man in black was like a rolling gourd, and his sword was still at Li Hong's feet, but he rolled outside for several times.

"You?" The man in black stood up, but saw the young man with open chest and open arms. He picked up his long sword easily and studied the spike with interest.

"The skills of fighting and killing left by our ancestors have been ruined by you fools! And face with a sword? I think you are cheap enough Li Hong knew very well that some people in the previous life would practice this sword with a spike in order to keep fit.

Thus, we have also studied how to wave the spike with the body at the same time, which is good-looking, elegant and light. We even call it as follows: the function of the spike is to confuse the enemy.

However, in Li Hong's opinion, fan does not confuse the enemy. He does not know, but if he wants to dance well with the sword itself, especially if the spike does not hit him, it is enough for the swordsman to bear it.

Where does he have the mind to care which part of his body the enemy attacks?

It's not just like feeding moves. It's not just like feeding a person with a routine. Let the opponent attack him according to the agreed routine. When he dances the sword, the track of the sword path and the head of the sword will be attacked. On the basis of tacit understanding, it will give people the feeling of a dazzling sword practicing master.

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