Infinite Sims

Wow!

The strong wind entered the temple through the broken doors and windows, and instantly extinguished the fire inside.

Boom!

A thunderbolt fell outside, and the thunder light briefly dispelled the darkness in the temple.

In an instant, all the assassins moved.

"Brother Dao, please."

Facing the assassins rushing towards him, Nie Qingge looked extremely calm.

At this moment, he only had the knife in his heart.

An assassin on the side did not step forward, but took out a small hand crossbow and shot a short arrow soaked in poison at Princess Changping.

Chirp! clang!

Two voices sounded almost simultaneously.

Nie Qingge shot the short arrow like a prophet, and then slit the throat of an assassin who was sneaking up from behind, then grabbed the opponent's weapon and threw it at the assassin who fired the short arrow.

With a scream.

The assassin who had just loaded the second short arrow on the hand crossbow fell to the ground covering the weapon stuck in his chest.

There was a violent storm outside the temple, and swords were fighting inside the temple.

In the dimness, one could only vaguely see countless shaking figures, and hear the screams that almost didn't stop.

People who practice martial arts, especially those who are at the peak of the day after tomorrow, will not lose their sight completely even in the middle of the night. This is especially true for the sword venerable who has reached the innate realm, the influence of the night on him is negligible.

"waste!"

Seeing thirty of his subordinates, several of whom died in less than ten breaths, and Nie Qingge, who had to take care of the protector, was unscathed, he couldn't help but snort coldly.

Unfortunately, such a person is no longer available to me.

He sighed softly in his heart, in fact, the Blood Killing Pavilion is very short of people.

But what is lacking is never the lowest level of assassins, but the kind of invincible assassins of the same level who can deal with the siege of several warriors of the same level at the same time, and even kill them back.

Time passed slowly.

The number of assassins kept decreasing, and Nie Qingge also had many wounds on his body.

Blood Killing Pavilion is a top assassin organization.

The assassins in the pavilion are all top-notch in terms of stealth assassination, but in terms of frontal confrontation and team combat, they have dropped by more than one level.

Facing Nie Qingfeng, whose martial arts and combat experience were far superior to theirs, even though a group of people besieged him, he still couldn't gain the upper hand. He still used Princess Changping to distract him, and then left some wounds on his body with all his might.

"trouble."

While releasing the device that could repair Nie Qingge's injuries, Jiang Ren greedily sucked away the blood energy emerging from the bodies of those who had just died.

Only those killed by him can have blood appear.

And most of the assassins everywhere met this requirement.

After a few minutes.

Dead bodies in the temple.

Princess Changping leaned against the stone seat of the clay Buddha statue, hating her own powerlessness in her heart.

In front of her, Nie Qingge's clothes had been dyed black and red, but his body was still standing upright, his bloodthirsty air was palpable.

beside.

The few remaining assassins looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one dared to take a step forward.

They knew in their hearts that the bloody man in front of him seemed to be at the end of his strength and might fall down at any time, but that was actually just a false fantasy, and he would surely die if he got close.

This point has been demonstrated by many colleagues just now.

Nie Qingge's eyes swept over the faces of these assassins, and then quickly took a step forward.

"No! I don't want to die!"

An assassin was so frightened that he dropped his weapon, performed lightness kung fu, turned around and ran towards the outside of the temple. Several assassins next to him were also affected by this emotion, and they turned and fled together.

Can live, who wants to die?

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded, accompanied by several invisible sword qi.

The few assassins who were trying to escape were all hit by the sword energy at the moment when they were about to escape into the rain, and fell to the ground.

After struggling a few times, he lost his voice.

"What a bunch of trash!"

Sword Venerable, who had cut out the sword energy, wiped the sword without a trace of blood with the sleeve of his clothes.

"Young master!"

Princess Changping grabbed Nie Qingge's clothes, her face was full of worry and fear.

Nie Qingge shook his head at her, took her hand off his clothes, and then took a step closer to Venerable Jian: "Venerable Jian, is your promise still valid?"

"Naturally effective!"

The sword lord sneered and said: "I will only use one sword later, as long as I can survive this sword, I will not only let you two go, but also make the decision so that Xuesha Pavilion will not care about what you did today. for!"

Nie Qingge's face turned cold: "Master Jian, don't you think it's a bit despicable to do this?"

"Since ancient times, kings and bandits have been defeated, and the dead have no right to say that the living are despicable!"

Venerable Sword smiled disdainfully, and took a step into the temple. Suddenly, there was the sound of the sword blade, and invisible potential energy radiated from him.

Take another step.

He was like climbing a ladder, and the potential energy on his body skyrocketed again, making him even more majestic.

"Brother Dao, I'm sorry, the life owed to you can only be paid back in the next life."

Nie Qingge looked at the sword venerable who was constantly rising in potential energy, and knew that although he was at the peak with the support of Dao brother, he had no chance of receiving this sword.

Because, this is not an ordinary innate sword.

It is a terrifying sword that maximizes its full strength by accumulating momentum, removing all external influences, and maximizing its full strength.

Every time the sword master takes a step, his momentum will become more and more powerful, and when he is finally aroused, he may not even be able to leave a whole body behind.

Maybe someone who doesn't understand will give a way to interrupt halfway, turn around and run away.

But both of these methods will definitely usher in death.

Under this kind of momentum, once you try to interrupt the opponent, you will be defeated first. Unless you can win the opponent steadily, you can only avoid the edge temporarily.

Although turning around and running away can avoid the sword of gaining momentum, but facing the pursuit of an innate master, it is doomed that there will be no way out.

"How do you feel that he wants to..."

Jiang Ren looked at the sword venerable who had already taken a few steps, and his expression became more dignified: "Crush me with one sword?"

A month ago, he was hit by a sword so that the blade was split.

Although the strength of the blade has been increased a lot now, under the rising terrifying potential energy, the beast's intuition makes him feel as if he is suffocating.

"It can't be wrong, I will die with this sword."

Jiang Ren's heart was a little heavy. In fact, the best way now was to ask Nie Qingge to throw him away, but apart from the question of whether Nie Qingge was willing or not, he couldn't convey this meaning at all.

In other words, he is dead.

"Since both pros and cons are going to die, then just use that ability."

Jiang Ren made up his mind, and under his control, the large amount of energy stored in the blade began to boil.

As a result, the blade trembled, making a slight buzzing sound.

"Brother Dao, I didn't expect you to be willing to help me at this time. You are so kind to me!"

Sensing Jiang Ren's change, Nie Qingge suddenly felt like crying bitterly.

"Hehe, don't use me to take that sword."

Jiang Ren was powerless to complain, now that he had no way of turning back, he could only do his best, even if he died, he would take away the first person who hurt him.

"Nie Yidao, die!"

Taking a few steps again, the body of the sword venerable could hardly bear the rising potential energy, and he swung his sword with all his strength.

"My name is Nie Qingge!"

At the same time, Nie Qingge also gathered his energy and spirit, and used Jiang Ren to slash his strongest sword.