Xuanxia

Chapter 606 Master
A small pier in the south of Anyue City.

A small boat floats on the river, and not far away is the turbulent Hongjiang River. This place is a small bay, but it is extremely calm, with only occasional ripples shaking the boat.

There was a person sitting on the boat, wearing a large hat and cloak that completely covered his entire body, so his face and body shape could not be seen clearly.

Soon, one of the three soldiers under Chi Tiancong came here quietly.

He changed out of his officer's uniform and wore only civilian clothes. He looked left and right and walked over cautiously.

Nowadays, with the epidemic rampant, there are not many people moving around in the city. This small pier has been abandoned for a long time. In the past, no one would approach it except for some talented men and beautiful women who were playing with romance and sailing on the river and the bay.

Therefore, of course the soldier saw the boat and the mysterious person on it at a glance.

His eyes lit up, he came closer and asked softly, "Is that you?"

The mysterious figure raised his head slightly, and the black veil hanging from his big hat completely covered his face. Without saying a word, he stretched out a hand from under his cloak and spread it out as if asking for something.

The hand was gloved and wrapped tightly.

The soldier's face looked slightly strange, obviously he didn't expect this man to hide himself so well.

But it was obvious that this was the person he was looking for.

So, he slowly reached into his arms, took out the secret letter that Chi Tiancong had given him, and handed it to the mysterious man: "This is what you want."

The mysterious man took the secret letter and slowly put it away. Then the sound of tearing the envelope was heard from under his cloak.

After a moment, the big bamboo hat nodded slightly, and the hand reached out from under the cloak again, grabbed the oar of the boat, rowed it, and was about to leave.

Seeing this, the soldier also smiled ferociously.

"it's him!"

He shouted in a low voice: "Sir, please do it!"

Before he could utter the three words "please do it", the water surface under the boat exploded!

The enormous force created a column of water that shot up into the sky, instantly shattering the entire boat into pieces!

But the mysterious man seemed to have anticipated this. When the power surged, he jumped high into the air. At the same time, he took off his hat and cloak, threw them aside, and revealed his true face - it was Ning Wushu!

She had a blank expression on her face, and there was a saber hidden under her cloak. The height she jumped up was just half a centimeter higher than the water column that shot up into the sky. The saber was suddenly unsheathed, and it chopped down fiercely with wind and thunder!
At the same time, a figure suddenly emerged from the water column, flashing a cold light and stabbing towards Ning Wushu!

The person who emerged from the water was a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and a face as pale as a corpse. His face was covered with strange spots, like corpse spots. The river water wet his head and body, making him look like a water ghost.

He held a long spear in his hand, and the spear shot out as fast as lightning, pointing directly at Ning Wushu, with an extremely domineering and murderous intent!
when!
There was a loud, piercing sound, it was the heavy collision between the saber and the spear.

The terrifying gust of air roared and spread out, making the soldiers on the dock grimace in dismay.

Ning Wushu frowned slightly - this man's power was even stronger than she had imagined.

Of course, she had noticed that there was someone underwater before, but she judged that person's cultivation level was about the peak of the sixth realm, which was comparable to her own.

But after the sword and spear collided, the huge force transmitted made her palms numb and her arms sore - this can only be done by a warrior in the seventh realm!

But there was no sign of surprise on her face, and she remained expressionless.

Using the force of the collision with the spear, Ning Wushu turned around and leaped onto the dock, pointing his saber at the soldier!

The soldiers were startled and wanted to flee, but how fast was Ning Wushu?

In the blink of an eye, the knife had caught up, a cold light flashed, and a line of blood suddenly appeared on the soldier's neck.

He stood still, his eyes widened, and he stroked his neck in vain with his hands. Then he fell heavily to the ground, rolled off the pier plank road into the river, and blood immediately appeared on the water surface.

Ning Wushu made a knife flower, shook off the blood on the knife, turned around and looked at the man who was also standing on the dock.

"You're prepared."

The man spoke in a hoarse voice: "Is this a trap?"

Ning Wushu smiled and said, "I saw that something was wrong with him a long time ago, so I came here in person just now. As expected, I guessed it right. It's also thanks to me that I came. If ordinary soldiers were ambushed here, they wouldn't be able to stop you."

"You can't stop me either." The man said calmly, holding the spear in his hand, but clasped his fists and saluted: "My name is Shihu, and I will not let any nameless ghosts die under my spear. May I ask your name, lady?"

Ning Wushu smiled coldly: "How dare you, a mere villain, know my name? Die!"

Before she finished speaking, she had already drawn her sword again. The sword stirred up a violent wind, and in the wind there was a roar of thunder. It was her unique sword technique, the Wind and Thunder Sword.

Wherever the sword energy went, the dock plank road exploded into countless pieces of wood. The violent sword energy swept away, attacking the corpse tiger from all directions.

The corpse tiger was startled, and swung its spear so hard that no water could penetrate it, and dispersed the close sword energy.

At this time, the collapsed plank road also came to his feet. He groaned, tapped the ground with his toes, pointed his spear straight forward, and instead of retreating, he advanced towards Ning Wushu.

The two of them soon started fighting.

The corpse tiger's spear was like a dragon emerging from a cave, carrying with it a fierce momentum. Every shot seemed to be able to pierce through rocks, with incredible power. Its speed and strength clearly showed that it was at the seventh level.

But Ning Wushu was not afraid at all. She used her wind and snow sword skills vigorously. The sword flashed like a gust of wind and there was a faint sound of thunder. It collided with the spear and sparks flew everywhere.

The two figures moved quickly on the dock, and every collision made a deafening sound. The surrounding air was stirred by the battle between the two, and the originally calm surface of the river bay was surged with waves.

The corpse tiger's spear skills were superb and he kept aiming at Ning Wushu's vital points, but she seemed to have given up on the defensive and just kept waving her saber and moving closer.

The spear pierced through her body with blood, like plum blossoms blooming in the cold winter wind.

But the corpse tiger's expression became more and more solemn.

The advantage of a spear over a saber is its length. An inch longer, an inch stronger.

But at this moment, Ning Wushu was clearly using his injuries to gain distance and forcing his way closer!

The two men fought more and more fiercely, and their figures could hardly be seen clearly. Only the flashes of swords and guns kept interweaving. Ning Wushu was getting closer and closer, and the sword energy pounced on the corpse tiger, tearing his clothes and hair, and also raising pieces of blood on his body.

Finally, when Ning Wushu was three steps in front of the corpse tiger, he realized that he could not wait any longer, so he let out a low roar, and his spear shot out like a dragon from the sea, aiming straight at Ning Wushu's throat!

Unexpectedly, Ning Wushu seemed to have expected this. She remained calm, her body flashed, and at the same time, she swung her knife back and slashed at the tiger corpse!
Shihu was startled and a strange thought flashed through his mind - is she very familiar with his shooting skills?
But in the blink of an eye, he had no time to do anything else and could only draw his gun back to block.

However, the power of this knife was beyond his imagination!
This sword strike was without wind or thunder, and even slower than the previous ones. It was even a little light and slow.

But when the knife fell, the iron-solid gun barrel suddenly broke!

The saber continued to strike down with all its force, and the corpse tiger had no way to avoid it. The saber cut into its left shoulder, and blood spurted out immediately.

The corpse tiger screamed and retreated violently, but Ning Wushu would not give him a chance to catch his breath. She chased after him expressionlessly, swinging her saber again.

The sword energy was swung, and blood spurted from the throat of the dead tiger.

His eyes widened, filled with fear and disbelief, but in the end, he could only slowly fall down into the water, floating together with the soldier.

Ning Wu Shu let out a breath slowly.

She recognized the man's marksmanship.

That was the spear technique used in the Imperial Army camp—the Purple Scale Spear.

This person came from the Imperial Guards, and his rank must be quite high.

However, this person's strength and speed were both superior to his own, so Ning Wushu did not dare to fight him directly. He did not even use any martial arts to stimulate his blood and energy, allowing the other party to inflict countless wounds on his body, in order to relax his opponent's vigilance and make him think that he was trading injuries for distance.

In this way, when she gets close to her, the opponent will think that she is seriously injured and has lost her strength, and will seize the opportunity to kill her.

However, he didn't know that he had already seen through the opponent's spear skills, and at the critical moment... he used the Wuwang Sword.

Those who have no false thoughts have no desires and no thoughts, and are in harmony with the will of heaven.

Although he looks like a child, he can move mountains by kneading mud and playing with sand, and fill the sea by pushing stones and rolling logs!

This is the supreme sword technique created by Ning Baimei. It does not require a sword to be used, and does not even require any training. As long as one is free of desires and thoughts, one can control it, and it can even have earth-shaking power.

Ning Wushu had used this sword technique to forcibly break through the protective magic weapon of the little prince Manar of the Northern Barbarians. Now, when he used it on the corpse tiger, he killed it without any hindrance.

"Master?"

Ning Wushu shook his head: "Just a mediocre person."

She tore her coat into strips, bandaged the wound simply, and turned away.

At this time, Chi Tiancong should have led his troops to surround Anyue City Government.

(End of this chapter)