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Chapter 44 Killing the game is full of dangers

In a blink of an eye, Luo Miao was only a few feet away from the opponent's cavalry rushing in the front. The cavalry looked less than twenty years old and his face was full of tenderness.

Luo Miao sighed in his heart and silently pulled out the Dragon Soul Knife. The water-blue sword light burst out, extending nearly five feet of sword light. The sword light was breathing and murderous intent was everywhere.

However, just as his distance from the other party was about to be shortened to less than five feet, the opponent's cavalry suddenly turned his horse's head and threw out a string of firecrackers, and sparks were spreading upward along the lead.

"Not good!" Luo Miao was shocked and quickly waved the long sword horizontally, cutting the string of cylinder objects into two pieces.

However, at the cylindrical fracture, white lime powder sprayed out and rushed towards Luo Miao!

Such a trick would naturally not make Luo Miao difficult. He shook his long sword, and the light of the knife like a waterfall swept away the lime powder.

However, his ability to deal with it does not mean that other Uighur cavalry can also deal with it. The next moment, the sound of firecrackers rang out around Luo Miao. The Uighur cavalry originally thought that what they were greeting was a fierce battle, but they did not expect that there would be countless firecrackers wrapped in lime powder.

Moreover, in addition to lime powder, the firecrackers were obviously mixed with gunpowder. The explosion sounded like thunder, stacked together like a crack in the ground and collapsed. The war horses carefully selected by Luo Miao, who were not afraid of tigers and wolves, also lost their minds in such loud noises, and regardless of the owner's orders, fled around like headless flies.

What's more, many cavalry and war horses were fascinated by lime. The people and horses screamed in unison, making this place look like hell.

"Don't panic, everyone! Go closer to me!" Luo Miao used his internal strength and shouted loudly.

However, despite his great martial arts, his voice seemed inaudible amid the endless explosions, just like an ant in the huge waves, which was soon overwhelmed by the waves.

"Oh!" Luo Miao sighed and hit a cavalryman who was about to pull out the eyes in front of him. But at this moment, the bright sword light rushed from his side and slashed his ribs.

Luo Miao quickly turned his blade and went up to meet him.

A flash of water, and the opponent's blade was cut into two pieces by him. Luo Miao took advantage of the situation and stabbed the opponent's chest with a knife, ending his life.

But after this distraction, he had no energy to control the war horse under his crotch. The horse followed Luo Miao for many years and had already understood human nature. Before, Luo Miao had always used the force of his legs to signal it not to panic, so although it was afraid, it did not run around. However, when Luo Miao took action against the enemy, the force of his legs also changed. Without the comfort of his master, the horse suddenly screamed and ran out with four hooves.

Seeing that his horse was panicked, Luo Miao immediately wanted to calm it down. But before he could take measures, another sword light penetrated the heavy lime powder and slashed towards him. Luo Miao had to raise the knife to greet him again, and the horse under his crotch screamed louder and ran faster.

What's even more strange is that the explosion sound and lime powder always surround Luo Miao. Luo Miao knew the speed of his war horse, so he estimated that he had run out of at least three miles, but the explosion sound and lime powder did not weaken at all, as if the person throwing firecrackers were always around him.

There were countless figures lying under the water-colored sword light, but the sword light that slashed towards Luo Miao was still not cut off. The frequency was so high that Luo Miao could not even free up the time to plug the ears of the war horse.

Finally, no longer the sword light was slashing towards him, Luo Miao quickly tore off two pieces of clothes and was about to stuff the horse's ears. But at this moment, the dense sound of breaking through the air came from all directions, with countless numbers.

It was the sound of countless feather arrows roaring!

"The purpose of the other party doing all this is to kill me!" Luo Miao suddenly realized and completely understood what the other party was thinking.

"That depends on whether you have the ability!" Luo Miao's sword eyebrows sterned, and the water-colored sword light danced like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, a series of barriers formed around him. Black feather arrows hit him, making crisp sounds one after another, like bells and chimes.

In a blink of an eye, black arrows piled up several feet high around Luo Miao's war horses.

Luo Miao's internal strength of Langtaosha has reached the true realm, his internal strength is like a river returning to the sea, and he is like a turbid wave to empty, endless. However, he is a human being after all, and although his internal strength is not exhausted, his arms are gradually feeling sore and soft.

At this time, another rain of arrows shot towards him. Luo Miao was only slowing down for a moment, and a feather arrow penetrated through the gap of his sword light and shot through the neck of the war horse.

The arrow was as thick as a child's arm, and instantly brought out a bloody rain and splashed on Luo Miao's body.

Poor this war horse that had been following Luo Miao for many years, fell to the ground with a scream and gradually lost its vitality.

Luo Miao's face showed anger. While waving his long sword to block the feather arrow, he stretched out his other hand to cover the war horse's eyes, making it close its eyes.

The next moment, Luo Miao jumped up and turned in the air like a spiral. The whirlwind waves immediately blew the lime around him.

One by one, soldiers holding crossbows appeared in his sight.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Luo Miao jumped out and rushed towards the soldiers in front of him.

The sound of the wind he caused when he was running was like a roar of a mad dragon!

The soldiers were well-trained elite soldiers. When Luo Miao came, they quickly flipped their five fingers and loaded feather arrows for the crossbow, intending to fight back.

However, before their arrows were loaded, Luo Miao had already rushed to them, waved his hand and cut several soldiers into two pieces in half!

The power of a sword frightened the soldiers around him, standing there in a daze, even forgot to escape.

Fortunately, the soldiers behind Luo Miao could not see the situation clearly and were not affected by this knife and continued to fire feather arrows, which made Luo Miao unable to swing the next knife immediately.

With the sword light, Luo Miao shot down all the arrows shot from behind, and then stepped forward and approached the soldiers who had lost their souls.

At this moment, the field suddenly became extremely quiet and all the bows and crossbows stopped.

In the silence, the silver sword light rolled back like a river of heaven, swung out from bottom to top, slashing towards Luo Miao's chest!

The sword was bright and erratic, like a flame of lightning and a dream bubble.

Judging from the realm of moves alone, this sword has reached the peak of the intentional and invisible realm!

"Good sword technique!" Luo Miao couldn't help but praise loudly.

Before he finished speaking, his sword light was intertwined with the other party's sword light.

Two rays of light, one blue and one silver, dance like two dragons, and they are constantly blooming with dazzling light.

But in comparison, Luo Miao was slightly better after all. Because while resisting the opponent's sword light, he was also constantly shooting down the crossbow arrows that shot at him from time to time.

As the two fought, the sound of firecrackers gradually stopped and the lime slowly dissipated.

The one who appeared in front of Luo Miao was a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar. The man was full of elegance, but the sword light in his hand was so murderous that Luo Miao could not be negligent.
Chapter completed!
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