Chapter 39 Come to the Rescue

Looking at the miserable scene in front of him, the yellow-faced man also sighed slightly. These people are all heroes who came down from the battlefield. It is a pity that they have offended people who should not be offended and followed a master who should not be followed. Death is inevitable.

But such a way of death made even him feel quite disturbed. After all, one can only die with his head on the ground. Looking at the soldiers who were constantly scratching and tearing their bodies due to poisoning, he became even more disfigured and bloody.

Some even started to bite their wounds, which was extremely bloody, miserable, and terrifying.

People in the martial arts world have been able to survive in this troubled world for less than a thousand years. They have seen that they do have skills that ordinary people cannot match. Because of this ferocity and cruelty, most practicing sects are probably not willing to provoke them.

And Xuan Yue, who was watching this scene from a distance, was even more shocked. The methods of these people were simply outrageous. When he heard the yellow-faced man introducing those people, he also frowned slightly. The members of the Nangong family, from their

Judging from the direction of movement, I am afraid that the target is the city of Versailles.

I have a sweat horse, and its speed is more than ten times faster than a person. I am afraid that if it were a three-day journey, it would be difficult for ordinary people, especially those with a family and a family, to complete it in a month and a half.

Originally Xuan Yue was still hesitating whether to take action, but looking at the cruel scene at this moment, Xuan Yue knew that he had to take action, and he had to take action. This was related to the persistence in his heart. People who practice martial arts must first strengthen their bodies.

To maintain good health, the next step is to eliminate the strong and support the weak, punish the evil and promote the good!

Even Xuan Yue himself has his own martial arts dream, to act chivalrously and to do justice, and to draw his sword to help when there is injustice. This is not a martial heart, nor a Taoist heart, but a belief.

Slowly walking out of the woods, Xuan Yue began to gather her momentum. With every step she took, it seemed as if the sky and the earth were changing color, as if the moon was dark, although all this was an illusion.

But in this slightly dark forest, Xuan Yue took heavy steps, exuding an incomparable spirit of sword power, and the whole thing seemed to blend into the world, like a magic sword salvaged from the sea of ​​blood.

It puts extremely heavy pressure on people.

As Xuan Yue walked in step by step, those who were still watching the joke immediately stopped, as if they clicked pause on the screen, looking extremely surprised.

In the eyes of everyone, a man full of murderous intent slowly walked out of the jungle. He was a handsome young man who looked like a genius who had just entered the martial arts academy, but he was like a hundred-year-old boy.

The murderous aura on the battlefield made everyone feel even colder in this twelfth lunar month, as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Because he had just been washed in the river, the mask attached to his face had come off, and Xuan Yue now showed his true face.

Judging from the appearance of this boy, he is only seventeen or eighteen years old. His white skin does not look like a man's at all. Even a woman would be jealous if she saw it. However, when everyone saw him,

I felt a sharp stabbing sensation all over my body.

What a body that is. There are countless criss-crossing scars on the whole body, which are extremely small. If you look at this body, I am afraid no one can imagine his face. Except for his hands and face, there are countless large and small scars everywhere on his body.

Small scars.

The most eye-catching thing is a vertical scar on the chest. What a terrifying scar it is. Even looking at it from a distance, everyone can imagine how terrible this scar is. From the collarbone of the neck to the belly, there is a huge and terrifying scar.

The bright scars stand up and separate the left and right chest muscles like a national border on a map, but that's it if it's a national border.

This is a wound. A discerning person can see that it is a scar! Because unlike a sword, the wound is rougher, while the sword's wound is more delicate. This is because of the different weight of the weapon. A seasoned martial artist

It can be seen at a glance.

And who among the people present is not an old Jianghu, who is not an old and cunning person who has been around for more than ten or even decades? With just one glance, they know that this person is untouchable!

Because of washing, Xuan Yue had already taken off all the clothes around her body. Except for a pair of large pants that covered her body, there was nothing else. The wounds on Xuan Yue's body were left on the battlefield, and the most people were left behind.

, there are two.

The former is Nangong Sheng, who has reconciled with him, and the latter is the strong man. Although he does not know his surname, Xuan Yue will not forget his figure and voice. Nangong Sheng gives him the most pressure

, although there were many wounds, they were not fatal at all.

But that person was different. If he hadn't finally realized it, if he hadn't made a desperate move, he might have died in his hands.

"You can kill people with no more than a nod. What you are doing is really despising me! I have the courage to save them from you."

Xuan Yue's words were very heavy, as if she was speaking with a weight weighing dozens of kilograms in her mouth, which made everyone feel extremely stressed.

The yellow-faced man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something. However, just as he was thinking, he felt a fatal crisis coming. In a blink of an eye, he saw the young man raising the sword in his hand, standing in the distance.

To yourself.

"Since you are unwilling, then accept my move!"

Xuan Yue's aura exploded as she spoke, and her aura was like a wave attacking everyone, and the Qing Yao Sword in her hand was pointed directly at the man with the changed face.

"Heaven-shattering sword skill, seaspout!"

The pressure still dropped like a shocking wave, but it was still different from Nangong Sheng's opponent. If it was a wave of ten feet before, then now, it is a wave of thirty feet! If it was only thirty meters high at that time

A tornado, then at this moment it is a giant tornado with a height of 100 meters, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth.

Pfft...

The yellow-faced man who was leading the charge was directly knocked back nearly ten feet by this blow. He defended with all his strength with the power of a soul, but he was still seriously injured, and blood spurted out one after another for free, with a look on his face.

He was as pale as paper. Obviously, he couldn't afford to be injured by this blow!

The many Jianghu people who were involved in the attack were even more unbearable. The yellow-faced man had a strong cultivation level and was seriously injured just now. The Jianghu people whose cultivation level was far less than his were more than half killed or injured, and many who survived were also injured.

His face was as pale as gold paper, his vitality was obviously greatly damaged, and his lifespan would probably be greatly shortened if he went back, but it would still be better than those who thought deeply about the situation.

"You win! Let's go!"

The yellow-faced man knew that this man was invincible. Although he didn't know his cultivation level, with this move alone, he was far from his opponent. It looked like he still had some strength left. If he tried it again, he would definitely die!

So he didn't say much, didn't put down his harsh words, and turned around to leave.

Finally, when everyone left Xuan Yue's sight and felt that they were far away, Xuan Yue fell to the ground, panting heavily, and the right hand that swung the sword kept trembling.

If he hadn't suppressed it with force just now, they might have discovered the flaw long ago.

This sword is not as simple as they imagined. This sword is the strongest blow that Xuan Yue has concentrated all her true energy on. Xuan Yue knows that a conventional sword cannot make them afraid at all. If it does not reach enough

The effect is probably counterproductive.

If they thought this move was a famous swordsmanship, they would even take risks and attack in groups, trying to kill themselves and seize the secret skill. Therefore, Xuan Yue only had this sword, using a shocking move.

The sword shattered their confidence, making them afraid to fight or even look directly at themselves.

He succeeded, he completed this sword.

Seeing that their benefactor, who was so brave just now, fell to the ground and gasped for breath, and his arms were still shaking, everyone in the Nangong family came to Xuan Yue's side to thank him, and asked a few people to help Xuan Yue get here immediately.

"My benefactor, may I ask your surname? If you have time, we will definitely invite you to come to our Nangong Mansion to express our gratitude for your life-saving grace today." After being transferred to a safe place, the beautiful and charming sister

He took the initiative to walk to Xuan Yue and asked.

"Who are you??" Xuan Yue asked subconsciously out of habit.

"The little girl Nangong Yu is the second daughter of the Nangong family. My eldest brother is Nangong Sheng, and my father is Nangong Ba. May I ask my benefactor Gao's name?" Nangong Yu said calmly.

"My name is Yuexuan, and your eldest brother Nangong Shengren and I don't care if we are benefactors or not. I just did it casually to save you. Your eldest brother also helped me a lot, so I can repay you with this."

"Oh, Master Yue Xuan? Since you know my eldest brother, how about I call you eldest brother?" Nangong Yu's voice was extremely clear, and Xuan Yue couldn't hear any hint of favoritism in her words.

It meant that it was like talking to friends, which made Xuan Yue feel good to her for the first time.

"In that case, I will ask you to call you Yumei." Xuan Yue was not polite. He didn't know much about women. No matter in his previous life or in this life, he was alone and rarely talked to girls.

, after all, he had a rough life and suffered a lot in his previous life. In this life, he has been training in the military and has little time to meet the opposite sex. Therefore, his attitude towards women is the same as towards men, he is carefree and has no taboos.

Nangong Yu was extremely proud of her appearance, but the boy in front of her had never looked at her carefully, which made her very disappointed. After all, this kind of heroic boy is the dream of every young girl in love, and Xuan

The moon's appearance was extraordinary, and it also saved the lives of her family, which made her even more grateful.

"Brother, where are you going this time? If you let those thieves go this time, I'm afraid they won't let you go. You have to know which group of people has one person who is good at tracking and has extremely powerful means. That's why we chose this

Even remote roads can be chased and intercepted by them." Xuan Yue and Nangong Yu, who seemed not to take those people seriously, reminded her kindly.

"This?" Xuan Yue didn't know much about these tracking methods. After all, he was a soldier. Although he had learned a lot about scouts, he was rarely involved in this kind of heresy. And according to Nangong Yu's words, among those people

I'm afraid there is a being who knows this way very well. If he is not eliminated, then it may be difficult for him to navigate the country of Yue Tian Gong.
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