pappabearbooks Chapter 421: Besieged by Heroes
Chapter 421: Besieged by Heroes
"Boy, give me the token!"
At this time, a majestic voice echoed in the hall.
The heroes all looked up and saw a man in white robes in the center of the hall staring at Xu Xingchen with burning eyes.
The two companions behind him also followed closely, and the three of them formed an impenetrable line of defense. All three of them were dressed in white and had long swords hanging on their backs. They were dressed like this, except for the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect who were hiding on the border. No one else.
"Surrounded on all sides!"
Suddenly, someone shouted and yelled among the heroes in the hall, and among the crowd, three men wearing white robes were seen, followed by whooshing a few times, and someone was approaching.
"Choke lang...choke lang...choke lang..."
There was a crisp sound of metal collision, and with this sound, many sharp swords were quickly unsheathed, making a sharp neighing sound.
For a moment, the sword light flashed in the hall, and the cold air was so cold that people couldn't help but be afraid.
Xu Xingchen turned around and saw four men in white robes immediately pulling out the long swords at their waists, each holding a long sword in their hands, covering them from the left and right.
"Brother Xu!"
Seeing this scene in front of her, Ma Chunhua's voice was full of surprise and uneasiness.
At this time, Ma Chunhua did not expect that all the amiable people in the hall suddenly changed into different people in a moment.
Their eyes had become cold and fierce, as if they were ready to attack her at any moment.
Xu Xingchen also quickly reached out and took Ma Chunhua's delicate hand to protect him. He stared closely at the people around him, vigilantly looking for any possible danger.
At this time, Ma Chunhua felt Xu Xingchen's firmness and protection, and a warmth surged in her heart. She knew that in this strange and dangerous environment, with Xu Xingchen by her side, she no longer felt afraid.
People around began to gather together, forming a huge crowd.Their eyes were all focused on Ma Chunhua and Xu Xingchen, as if they wanted to devour them.
Xu Xingchen held Ma Chunhua's delicate hand tightly and protected her with all his strength. His body was tense, ready to deal with possible dangers at any time.
Ma Chunhua looked at Xu Xingchen's enlarged back, and her heart was filled with gratitude. She knew that Xu Xingchen was willing to risk his life to protect her.
At the same time, in another place in the hall, a person suddenly stepped forward and shouted loudly.
"I didn't expect that my good friends from the Snow Mountain Sect are here too? I apologize for not being far away to welcome him."
His voice was loud and powerful, spreading throughout the hall.
I saw that this man was a short, fat man with a beard, wearing a gorgeous brocade robe and a golden belt around his waist. He looked majestic. His face was covered with thick beard, like a black waterfall. It gives people a sense of majesty and mystery.
The three men in white robes in front of them all had their hands on the hilts of their swords. A burly man in his thirties looked at the short, fat man with a curly beard wearing a gorgeous brocade robe and said.
"Is this Master An Zhai of Jin Dao? It's a pleasure to meet you. It's a pleasure to meet you. I didn't expect you to be here, Master An Zhai."
As he spoke, he winked at the white-robed man standing behind Master An. There was a hint in his eyes, as if he was telling the other person to be careful.
When the leader of Anzhai saw the man in white wink, he was very surprised and glanced at Xu Xingchen and Ma Chunhua, who were already surrounded by everyone in the hall.
At this glance, the leader of Anzhai was shocked because he saw the [Black Iron Token] held in Xu Xingchen's hand and immediately pulled out the golden sword with his backhand.
"Choke!" a sound.
The sound of a gleaming golden sword being quickly unsheathed was heard, and a chilling atmosphere filled the air.
The leader of Anzhai held the golden sword directly at Xu Xingchen and Ma Chunhua, and used his unique skill [Hidden Sword Movement from All Directions] to spin his body and circle around Xu Xingchen and Ma Chunhua.
"Shhhhh..."
The golden knife danced in the hand of the leader of Anzhai, one on the left, one on the right, one in front, one in the back. In an instant, three knives were struck from all directions, 24 to [-] knives in one time. The knives were not even half a foot away from the sides of the two men. Outside, Xu Xingchen and Ma Chunhua were completely covered by the blade.
At such a critical moment, Xu Xingchen quickly reached out and hugged Ma Chunhua's slender waist without hesitation.His body seemed to blend into the wind.
Using the [Magic Movement] Qinggong, he used the profound footwork to nimbly avoid the attacks of Master Anzhai.
"what!"
Ma Chunhua let out a sweet cry, and Xu Xingchen's eyes were firm and calm. He knew that life and death were at stake at this moment, and he did not hesitate at all.
His fingers clasped Ma Chunhua's waist tightly, stabilizing her body so that she could better cooperate with his actions.
"Shhhhh..."
As Xu Xingchen performed the [Magic Movement] Qing Gong at his feet, the figures of Xu Xingchen and Ma Chunhua shimmered, and their footsteps seemed to be stepping on the clouds, light and swift.
The bodies of Xu Xingchen and Ma Chunhua simultaneously tilted to the left and sometimes rotated to the right, as if a dexterous cheetah was shuttled across the grassland.
Every time the two dodge was just right, making Anzhai Master's attack fail.
The master of Anzhai's sword technique was like a gust of wind and rain, the light of the sword flickering and dazzling. His figure was flexible and fast, as if he had transformed into a bolt of lightning, shuttling between Xu Xingchen and Ma Chunhua.
Every swing of the sword carries infinite power, and every sword contains his ruthless killing intent towards the enemy.
At this moment, the seven men in white each drew their long swords and formed a network of light, surrounding the three of them. The white light poured down like a waterfall, forming a huge halo that surrounded Xu Xingchen and Ma. Spring flowers are tightly trapped in it.
This halo exuded a mysterious light, as if it were a miracle between heaven and earth. Within the small golden circle, Xu Xingchen and Ma Chunhua felt a powerful force, and their bodies were bound by invisible forces.
"Shhhhh..."
Their attacks became more and more fierce, but Xu Xingchen always remained calm and alert. Relying on his deep understanding of the [Divine Movement] Qing Gong, he cleverly used the surrounding environment to avoid the enemy's attacks.
Like a swallow, he nimbly jumped over the obstacles and dodged the attacks of the leader of the village and the seven men in white.
The bodies of Xu Xingchen and Ma Chunhua drew beautiful arcs in the air, and every time they landed, they were as steady as a rock without any wavering.
Ma Chunhua leaned tightly in Xu Xingchen's arms. She felt his determination and strength. She believed that as long as she was with Xu Xingchen, she could overcome any difficulties and dangers.
Xu Xingchen's arms seemed to be a safe harbor, making Ma Chunhua feel extremely at ease and warm. His arms were strong and strong, as if they could withstand all pressures and challenges.
the other side.
"Ok!"
"Good, good, good."
Looking at Xu Xingchen in front of him, he was holding a beautiful girl's waist with one hand, and he could also perform peerless light kung fu so that no one in the hall could hurt him.
Zhang San and Li Si, who were standing over there, also looked at each other and nodded. They could see it in each other's eyes.
The opponent's mastery of Xu Xingchen's Qinggong was breathtaking. His figure was as flexible as flowing clouds and flowing water. Every time he jumped up, there was an invisible force. There seemed to be no burden on his feet. He was light and swift, making people elusive. .
Neither Zhang San nor Li Si expected that Xu Xingchen, a young man who looked to be less than 20 years old, would possess such superb Qinggong cultivation.
the other side.
At this moment, Xu Xingchen had already used the [Magic Movement] Qinggong, hugged Ma Chunhua's small waist, and broke out from the siege of the people in the hall.
When he came outside the compound and saw that they were still planning to attack him, Xu Xingchen sneered, a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes. He knew that if they didn't teach this group of people a lesson today, they would definitely not give up.
"Ta-ta-da...ta-ta-da...!"
Suddenly, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves, like the beating of war drums, which shocked people's hearts. Then, two horses with extraordinary horses galloped in from the gate.
The two horses have their own characteristics, a mysterious and peculiar appearance.
A horse is covered with jet-black hair from head to tail, with only the four hooves glowing with pure white light. This is the famous "Dark Cloud Covered Snow" horse. Its figure is like a black lightning, galloping It's so dizzying.
The other horse is just the opposite. Its four hooves are black and its body is as white as snow. It is like a white lightning, galloping in the night. This is the rare breed recorded in the horse genealogy [Black Hoof Jade Rabbit], which is more popular in the Central Plains. There are only a handful of them.
Riding on the white horse is a fairy-like woman wearing a pure white dress. She has a beautiful face and a trace of tenderness in her eyebrows.
She has a graceful figure, like a white lotus in full bloom, fresh and refined. She wears a scarlet ribbon around her waist, and on this ribbon hangs a long sword with a white sheath.
Riding on the black horse is a middle-aged man wearing a black shirt. His face is calm, and his eyes reveal a sense of perseverance and determination. He wears a black soft hat, which makes him appear more mysterious and inviolable.
The long sword tied around his waist was inserted into a black scabbard. The lines on the scabbard were like stars in the dark night, twinkling with faint light.
Two horses galloping side by side, they seem to be representatives of black and white. The purity of the woman in white and the mystery of the man in black are intertwined, forming a unique picture.
The middle-aged man in black shirt shouted loudly when he saw eight people waving their swords.
"My friends from the Snow Mountain Sect, Master An, we are all good friends. If you have anything to say, please speak it up and don't hurt the harmony."
His voice echoed in the air with a hint of firmness and kindness.
The burly man of the Xueshan Sect raised his long sword, and the seven men stopped their swords at the same time, but they were still surrounded by the leader of the village, Xu Xingchen, and Ma Chunhua.
There was a hint of vigilance and vigilance in their eyes, as if they were ready to deal with any emergencies at any time. .