Chapter 0045 Divine Sword
Jiang Shuting's face turned pale: "Did we really run into that guy?"
The five of them were strolling around the street with laughter one moment, and the next moment they were facing life and death. The change was so sudden that he was shaking with nervousness.
"Look how scared you are!" Sun Guiwu patted his shoulder hard.
Jiang Shuting forced out a smile that was uglier than bitterness: "I haven't lived enough, Lao Sun, otherwise, let's run away."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Sun Guiwu held his shoulder and said, "Old Jiang, don't let me down at the critical moment!"
Jiang Shuting took a deep breath and exhaled forcefully.
After he did this, Song Minghua and the others also became nervous and looked in the direction of the black cloud.
Jiang Shuting whispered, "How stupid is Old Li? He should have waited until that guy left before going."
What if Song Wuji hasn't left yet, wouldn't that be walking into a trap and seeking death?
Fu Yuanhu and four other people lay side by side on the bluestone floor of an alley.
The alley is deep and quiet.
The bright sunlight swept over the wall, illuminating their pale faces, and a large pool of blood on their chests was slowly spreading.
A tall and burly middle-aged man was leaning against the bluestone wall above their heads, holding a jar of wine with a smile on his face.
He took a big sip of wine, not caring about his clothes getting wet: "Guess when our accomplices will arrive?"
Fu Yuanhu was lying on the outermost side, closest to the alley, and said coldly: "Song Wuji, why are you so arrogant? When the chief comes, won't you run away like a rat?"
"Hehe..." Song Wuji shook his head and laughed, then took another big sip of wine.
"If you hadn't escaped quickly, you would have been killed by the chief!" said Fu Yuanhu.
Song Wuji laughed and said, "What a big tone!"
"Do you dare to say that you didn't escape the previous times?" Fu Yuanhu became more disdainful.
"You are quite courageous, young man." Song Wuji smiled with ease on his ordinary face and shook his head: "It's useless. I won't kill you now. I want to see if your companions will come to rescue me. I will kill them one by one to see if my knife is sharper or if you, the Xiaoling Guards, have more people!"
"Song Wuji, what grudge do you have against us Xiaoling Guards?" Fu Yuanhu snorted, "You are so cruel and crazy, how can the court forgive you?"
"If I can't forgive you, what can you do to me?" Song Wuji smiled faintly, looking as if he was looking down on the world.
"Why exactly?"
"Because I can't stand the injustice in the world. I can't stand you officials' children taking advantage of others, while the children of common people have to risk their lives to get promoted!"
"We, the descendants, are blessed by our ancestors, but they also risked their lives to achieve this!"
"Hey, you've really left me speechless!" Song Wuji laughed, "You're a brave and knowledgeable little fellow, but it's a pity that you've run into me. You can only blame your bad luck. It's time to send you off. Hey, a little mouse!"
He turned his head and looked at the wall.
Li Chengkong stood upright on the opposite wall, ten meters away, and shouted in a deep voice: "Song Wuji!"
"These days there are still people who are not afraid of death." Song Wuji smiled and shook his head, but his eyes swept coldly over Fu Yuanhu and the other four.
Fu Yuanhu secretly sighed, "My life is over!"
Song Wuji wanted to kill the five of them first and then kill Li Chengkong.
Li Chengkong was so chivalrous that he risked his life to save him. It was a pity that his martial arts skills were too poor to save him. It was a pleasure to be able to travel together on the road to the underworld.
Li Chengkong threw out a black shadow: "Watch out for the hidden weapon!"
Song Wuji said indifferently: "Don't know whether to live or die!"
A white light flew out from his sleeve, instantly forming a streak of light between him and Li Chengkong.
Li Chengkong had already activated the Stepping Plum Jue once, and then again, the flying knife passed by his shoulder.
A chill penetrated into his shoulder like an arrow, and half of his shoulder felt numb.
What a fast flying knife!
What a sharp sword energy!
After practicing the Kunlun Jade Pot Technique for so long, he felt that the computing speed had reached about fifteen times.
Even with such a quick reaction, he was almost hit by the knife. You can see how fast the flying knife was. No wonder it was so easy to kill the Xiaoling Guards.
"Hmph!" Song Wuji's face darkened.
It was such a shame that his Taigao Divine Sword was avoided by a little mouse in the Liyuan Realm!
Another beam of white light flew out from his sleeves.
Li Chengkong never stopped moving, his body twisted in the air, creating several shadows.
The white light hit a shadow.
"Ding..." A sharp long knife blocked Li Chengkong's chest, a hole was torn in the blade, and a long cut was made on his clothes on his chest.
Li Chengkong held the knife with both hands and broke out in a cold sweat: What a sharp knife!
Why hasn't Qin Tiannan arrived yet? According to calculations, he should have arrived after the first cut.
The reason why he dared to show up was that he calculated Qin Tiannan's cultivation, lightness skills, the distance within the city, and calculated the time.
If I dodge the first blow, he should be there.
The long sword used as a shield is also included.
He had all sorts of calculations in mind, so although his actions seemed risky, they were actually very safe and there was almost no risk to his life.
But two strikes have already been made and Qin Tiannan still hasn't arrived. Is he caught up in something, or is he hiding aside on purpose?
Wouldn't that mean he would die?
His mind raced as he shouted, "Song Wuji, the commander has arrived!"
"Even if he arrives, he can't save your life!" Song Wuji threw the wine jar away and swung the knife again.
"Bang" the wine jars broke into pieces on the ground, and the aroma of wine filled the air.
Li Chengkong retreated quickly, moved sideways, and then sideways again, turning into a crab, and once again barely avoided the white light.
As he moved sideways, a beam of black light shot out.
Song Wuji's eyes were cold. Anyone who dared to use hidden weapons in front of his Taigao Divine Sword was an insult to him!
There was a gleam in Fu Yuanhu's eyes.
He was deliberately led away in order to save the lives of the five of them. Li Chengkong was indeed a righteous man!
Li Chengkong cried out in pain: "Why hasn't it arrived yet?"
He analyzed Song Wuji's previous two sword strikes, and now, without waiting for Song Wuji's shoulder to move, he moved sideways in advance with a flash of his eyes.
Even so, it was still avoided.
The flying knife is faster.
The knife comes out and the knife arrives, as if directly crossing the barriers of time and distance.
"Hit!" Song Wuji shouted.
"Swish!" The flying knife that Li Chengkong had originally avoided flew through Li Chengkong's left chest and shot back to Song Wuji's arm's length away.
It stopped in mid-air, with the tip of the knife pointing downwards , and slowly rotated. The blade was not stained with blood, and it flashed a cold light in the sunlight.
Song Wuji sneered: "You don't know your own abilities!"
Li Chengkong looked down at his chest. The crack was as big as a baby's mouth and blood was gushing out. The cold energy of the knife was still hovering around the wound, preventing his internal strength from being repaired.
"Good swordsmanship!" Li Chengkong murmured.
Song Wuji said proudly: "This is the Taigao Divine Sword!"
