Chapter 55: Like a Rock Like Porcelain
Chapter 55: Like a Rock Like Porcelain
The cloud rushed out too fast and the sword was drawn too quickly. Many people only saw the gushing flames and heard a shout to stop. Then, someone's head fell to the ground.
"Move away!"
There were also some people in Shudao who reacted quickly. They saw that the young man who suddenly appeared had ghostly movements and was good at close combat, so they all retreated.
Yunqi looked at the twelve people who had just been separated. Including Hai Jinqi, four of them had already fallen to the ground. The flying swords either cut their necks or pierced their chests. They were beyond help.
Yunqi was heartbroken, but he had no time to indulge in his grief. He quickly thought of a countermeasure. This group of Shu Dao were not affected by the miasma, and they had not seen the woman holding the fire sword yet. Although he had more people on his side, he was at a disadvantage.
"Ignore the bodies for now. Hide in the dark and support me with arrows! And be careful of the people hiding!"
Yunqi said quickly.
The eight people behind Yunqi were a little surprised when they heard this, but they still chose to believe Yunqi.
While the Shu Dao were retreating, the eight people quickly joined up with the few people who had just been ambushed, and hid in the miasma again.
And Yunqi was to be the one holding the lantern to light the way. He held another talisman in his hand, threw it into the air, pointed at the talisman, and chanted,
"Ouch!"
The talisman paper suddenly caught fire. The fire was transparent with a warm ginger color, and it danced on the talisman paper. However, the fire seemed illusory, and the talisman paper was not actually burned. However, the light emitted by the flame actually dispelled the miasma and fell exactly on the place where the seven people from Shu Road were.
The Miao people who had just hidden in the miasma immediately let out a satisfied yet suppressed laugh. Yes, that was how they were slaughtered. The female thief fought with them with a fire sword, illuminating an area, while the other thieves hid in the miasma and attacked with flying swords.
Now it's their turn.
A dozen Miao people scattered around the Shu Dao people. They didn't have flying swords, but they had talisman arrows. When they set out from the workshop just now, Master Cheng took out all the remaining talisman arrows in the workshop!
Some of them shot with crossbows, some threw with their hands. The talisman arrows, carrying their hatred, shot out from the miasma towards the place illuminated by the talisman paper.
And those seven Shu Daoists were indeed no ordinary people. Just as the old abbot had said, they exuded a fierce aura. They jumped to avoid the talisman arrows, but they also formed a flexible formation and looked after each other.
If they had not been so complacent that they did not form a formation, Yunqi might not have been able to take the initiative and kill one person.
Four of them were on the defensive, blocking the flying talisman arrows and Miao family magic, while the other three were on the offensive. The latter all made sword gestures, muttered to themselves, and steered the flying swords towards Yunqi in the air. Yunqi controlled the lighting fire talisman and was the one who really put them in danger.
And Yunqi now saw the true appearance of the flying sword.
These flying swords are all of the same model, not very long, about two feet long, and shining silver.
However, these swords have no guards. The blade and the hilt are directly connected together, and the hilt is also very short. It is a short sword that can be held but is inconvenient to hold.
However, although the flying swords were powerful, the mental power of these first-level Shu Dao people was not that high, and the flying swords they controlled pierced straight forward without any changes.
Yunqi took Dou Bu, stepped on the star map, twisted his body, and barely avoided the first wave of flying swords. But when the last flying sword brushed past his shoulder, he turned around and tapped the blade of the flying sword with "Autumn Water".
"Ding!"
There was a crisp sound of metal colliding.
Looking at the tip of the "Qiu Shui" sword, observing the dots on the flying sword, and feeling the force penetrating through his hands, Yunqi began to understand the material of the Shu Dao flying sword.
Although these swords are sharp, they are also thin and fragile. As long as you avoid the tip of the sword and hit the sword with side force, you can damage these swords.
With confidence in his heart, Yunqi dared to move forward. As the distance got closer, the flying sword had less advantage. The flying sword had a shorter charging time and a smaller turning radius, so in Yunqi's eyes, the flying sword was slower and more rigid.
If a flying sword approached him, he would dodge sideways with his footwork, or use "Autumn Water" to hit the spine of the sword and deflect it.
The Shudao and Miao people found Yunqi's actions incredible.
Even if these flying swords are not famous weapons, even if they are just insignificant disciples of the first realm.
But if this flying sword could be hit so easily, how could they become famous in Shushan? And if this flying sword could be hit so easily, how could more than a hundred Miao people die here?
As a result, the people of Shu became even more confused and the Miao people became even more angry.
Shu Dao was surprised, but he had to dodge the talisman arrows and maintain the formation, which naturally distracted him. When he was distracted, he had to think more, and with too many thoughts, he couldn't control the flying sword steadily, and it was easier for him to dodge the clouds.
After becoming proficient in the technique, he almost took the initiative to look for the flying sword and used "Autumn Water" to hit the flying blade like a dragonfly skimming the water.
The series of ding-dang-dang sounds sounded more like the sound of a cymbal.
After dozens of moves, another flying sword attacked. Yunqi did not dodge this time. He put his right hand behind his sword, and with his left hand, he made a seal, pointed at the flying sword, and chanted,
"crack!"
A magical power fell on the flying sword, and the flying sword broke into seven or eight pieces that fell to the ground.
The three Shu Daoists who were flying swords and fighting against the clouds, their faces turned paler every time the clouds hit their flying swords. Now the flying sword of one of them was shattered, and his mind was damaged, as if struck by lightning. He immediately let out a "wow" and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his legs went soft and he fell to the ground.
But at this moment, his falling to the ground meant that he was out of the formation in which they had been leaping and moving.
Yunqi's eyes narrowed, and he changed his spell without hesitation. He did not hold back, and pointed directly at the man who had fallen to the ground, chanting,
"Incinerate!"
The golden tobacco was almost invisible in the miasma. It was so light that it seemed as if it would be blown away by the wind. However, the misty golden threads seemed to be slow but actually fast, and they landed accurately on the body of the man from Shu Dao. There was no sound, only intense fire. A raging flame suddenly ignited on that man's body - a golden flame!
The flames engulfed Shu Dao in an instant, and that Shu Dao couldn't even utter a scream.
The flame burned silently. The Shu people stared at the flame in a daze, forgetting to move for a moment. It was a pity that the Miao people also forgot to shoot.
"crack!"
Only the clouds remained unmoved and chanted another spell.
"Bang~"
As if it were familiar, the flying sword in the air that had lost control and was stabbing straight towards the clouds suddenly broke into pieces. The cracking sound was very light, not like the sound of a stone hitting a stone, but more like Ru porcelain coming out of a kiln.
"what!"
The only difference from the last time was that this time, although Shu Dao, who lost his flying sword, vomited blood, he held on and did not dare to fall to the ground. He let out a loud scream and ran away in panic, fearing that some fire would fall from the sky.
The shout woke everyone up, and another Shu Daoist immediately came back controlling the flying sword, and the original formation of the Shu Daoists was thrown into chaos.
The Miao people seemed to have just woken up from their dream and started shooting again.
"Li Xiaozu! Please show up and save me!"
Several Shu Dao people huddled together in fear and shouted loudly.
"Oh, you idiot, I've found the weakness of the flying sword, and you still want to attack me with the flying sword, don't you deserve to die?"
A cold female voice echoed in the maze.
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