novelden Chapter 134 The Mysterious Man
Chapter 134 The Mysterious Man
Xu Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, enduring the pain from her left shoulder wound. She twirled her longsword and shouted, "Take this!" The sword shot out like a serpent, aiming straight for the gray-robed man's face.
The gray-robed man snorted coldly, dodged to the side, and at the same time swung his sword at Xu Xiaoxiao's waist.
Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes sharpened, and she quickly leaned back until her body was almost parallel to the ground. The gray-robed man's sword grazed the tip of her nose.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xu Xiaoxiao sprang to her feet and swung her sword at the gray-robed man again, the spiritual energy on the blade shining even brighter.
The gray-robed man's expression darkened; he dared not underestimate the danger and defended himself with all his might.
After dozens of rounds of fierce fighting, Xu Xiaoxiao gradually figured out the gray-robed man's fighting style.
She deliberately created an opening, her steps faltering and her figure swaying slightly.
Thinking he had a chance, the gray-robed man immediately swung his sword at Xu Xiaoxiao's chest.
Xu Xiaoxiao's lips curled up slightly, a sly glint in her eyes. Just as the sword was about to pierce her, she flashed and moved like a ghost to the left side of the gray-robed man, while simultaneously thrusting her long sword fiercely towards his armpit.
The gray-robed man was terrified and tried to dodge, but it was too late.
Xu Xiaoxiao's longsword pierced the gray-robed man's armpit, and blood instantly stained his gray robe.
The gray-robed man screamed in agony, nearly dropping his longsword.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xu Xiaoxiao kicked the gray-robed man's wrist, sending his sword flying.
The gray-robed man clutched his wound, his face pale, his eyes revealing a hint of fear and resentment as he glared fiercely at Xu Xiaoxiao.
Holding a long sword, Xu Xiaoxiao was panting heavily, her face even paler from exhaustion and pain, but her eyes shone with determination and fearlessness as she shouted, "I didn't want to hurt you, but you pushed me too far!"
At this moment, the stream water splashed high due to the fierce battle, and the surrounding trees rustled as if marveling at the outcome of the battle.
Sunlight filtered through the leaves, illuminating Xu Xiaoxiao's tired yet resolute face. She resembled a valiant warrior, guarding her beliefs and her comrades.
Although Xu Xiaoxiao had severely injured the gray-robed man, she dared not relax in the slightest. She knew that in this dangerous secret realm, new crises could arise at any time.
She looked around warily and noticed something unusual in the surrounding forest, with some dark figures appearing and disappearing among the trees.
Her heart tightened, realizing the situation was dire, and she quickly shouted to her companions behind her, "Everyone be careful, there might be danger!" Zhao Yu, Qian Feng, and the others also immediately became alert, gripping their weapons tightly, ready to deal with any new enemies that might appear.
Taking advantage of Xu Xiaoxiao's momentary distraction, the gray-robed man struggled to retreat and quickly disappeared into the dense forest.
Xu Xiaoxiao frowned as she watched the gray-robed man leave, secretly worried that he might bring more trouble.
Looking up at everyone, he noticed Ning Qingwan was missing. Looking in the direction of the Azure Water Grass, he realized the spiritual plant was gone too. His brows furrowed even more. "Did Senior Sister Ning leave on her own, or was she kidnapped?"
She didn't know if Ning Qingwan's departure would bring unknown dangers to everyone, but at the moment she could only focus on dealing with the crisis at hand.
Just as everyone was on high alert, the dark figures gradually emerged from the woods. They turned out to be a group of mysterious people dressed in black night clothes. They were agile and quick, and their eyes revealed a cold aura.
The leader had a long scar on his face, which looked particularly ferocious in the dappled light and shadow.
He looked coldly at Xu Xiaoxiao and the others, letting out a low, hoarse laugh: "I didn't expect there to be such a good show here. You little brats, hand over your treasures obediently, and maybe I'll spare your lives."
Xu Xiaoxiao gripped her longsword tightly, slightly pulling back her injured left shoulder to reduce the pain. Her eyes were full of vigilance and determination as she shouted back, "You think you can take our treasures so easily? You cowards won't find it so easy!"
Zhao Yu and Qian Feng, weapons in hand, stood sideways on either side of Xu Xiaoxiao in a defensive stance. Fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads, but their eyes were fixed on the mysterious man, not daring to relax for a moment.
Sun Yao hid behind the crowd, her body trembling, her hands tightly covering her mouth, her eyes filled with fear.
The scarred man's eyes turned cold, and he hissed, "You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences!"
In an instant, he flashed forward like a black lightning bolt, his curved blade slashing down with a sharp whistling sound.
Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes narrowed, and she dodged the fatal blow by turning to the side, while simultaneously slashing her sword towards the man's abdomen.
The man reacted quickly, using his curved blade to deflect the longsword, and then swung his blade horizontally in a backhand strike.
Xu Xiaoxiao leaped lightly into the air, spinning her body to dodge the attack, while her longsword unleashed a burst of spiritual energy, like countless stars, as it hurtled towards the man.
Seeing this, the other mysterious figures also joined the battle, and for a moment, swords flashed and spiritual energy fluctuated violently.
Zhao Yu and Qian Feng were gradually outmatched, and several wounds appeared on their bodies, their clothes stained with blood.
Xu Xiaoxiao's movements gradually slowed down due to the excessive exertion from her previous battle with the gray-robed man.
Upon seeing this, the scarred man revealed a smug smile, the scars on his face contorting even more terrifyingly with the smile: "Hmph, you won't escape today!"
Just when everyone was in dire straits, a white figure shot out from the woods at such a speed that no one had time to react.
The newcomer held a folding fan and with a gentle wave, a powerful spiritual force sent the mysterious figures back several steps.
This man was handsome, with deep and bright eyes. Dressed in white, he looked like an immortal descending to earth.
He glanced at Xu Xiaoxiao and the others, frowning slightly, and asked, "How did you all get into this trouble?"
Xu Xiaoxiao, panting heavily, looked at the newcomer gratefully: "Thank you for saving us, young master. We don't know why we were targeted by these people."
The man in white nodded slightly, a hint of seriousness in his eyes: "Let's deal with the immediate crisis first."
After saying that, he turned to face the mysterious man, unfolded his folding fan, and assumed a fighting stance. A new battle was about to begin, and the fate of Xu Xiaoxiao and the others remained hanging in the air, their future uncertain.
The man in white was Lin Yu, a disciple of Qingfeng Temple. He was tall and straight like a pine tree, with a fair complexion like jade. His sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes exuded a cool and aloof air. His white robes fluttered in the wind, making him seem like an immortal who lived apart from the world.
In his daily life, he devoted himself to practicing swordsmanship in the sect. His understanding of the way of the sword was extraordinary, so he made a name for himself in the martial arts world at a young age, and his chivalrous reputation quietly spread throughout the martial arts world.
Lin Yu coldly scanned the mysterious person in front of him, and with a "whoosh," the folding fan in his hand unfolded, the ink bamboo on the fan surface seemingly concealing a mystery.
He looked at Xu Xiaoxiao and the others and said softly, "Don't panic, everyone. Watch as I break this crisis."
After speaking, he flashed forward and rushed towards the scarred man.
Seeing this, the scarred man brandished his curved knife and charged forward with fierce intent, shouting, "Mind your own business! Then we'll die together!"
Lin Yu's lips curled up slightly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. He gently closed his folding fan and used it like a sharp sword to stab at the scarred man's throat. His movements were light yet as fast as lightning.
The scarred man hurriedly raised his sword to defend himself, but Lin Yu deflected the curved sword with the tip of his folding fan, which was aimed straight at his face, causing him to retreat repeatedly in fright.
Seeing this, Xu Xiaoxiao suppressed her pain and her eyes rekindled with hope and fighting spirit. She brandished her long sword and charged towards the other mysterious people with Zhao Yu and Qian Feng.
Xu Xiaoxiao shouted, "Everyone, attack together! Don't give them a chance!"
Zhao Yu and Qian Feng responded in unison, and the three of them formed a triangle, cooperating with each other and displaying fierce sword moves.
Zhao Yu moved with agility, each swing of his sword swift and powerful, shouting, "Watch how I subdue you villains today!"
Qian Feng focused intently, wielding his weapon with impenetrable speed and dexterity, his moves steady and powerful. He kept a close eye on his companions' safety and occasionally glanced around to check for any possible reinforcements or surprise attacks from the mysterious figure.
The battle between Lin Yu and the scarred man has entered a fierce stage.
Lin Yu moved with agility, her white robes drawing graceful arcs in the air as she shifted and leaped.
He suddenly leaped high into the air, his folding fan spinning rapidly in mid-air, instantly transforming into several sword shadows that attacked the scarred man like a storm.
The scarred man stared wide-eyed in terror, desperately trying to defend himself, but his defenses were riddled with openings.
Lin Yu seized the opportunity, and his folding fan transformed into a streak of light, striking the scarred man hard in the chest. The scarred man coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.
On the other side, Xu Xiaoxiao and her group gradually gained the upper hand. Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes were firm and resolute, and the long sword in her hand shimmered with spiritual energy. Every thrust she made carried an unstoppable momentum.
She spotted an opening in the mysterious man's defenses and shouted, "Take this!" Her longsword pierced his shoulder with pinpoint accuracy. The mysterious man screamed in pain, and his weapon fell to the ground.
Zhao Yu and Qian Feng also seized the opportunity and successively repelled the enemies around them.
At this moment, seeing that their leader had fallen and that most of their own men had been killed or wounded, the mysterious man's army was thrown into chaos and scattered in all directions.
After the battle ended, Lin Yu put away his folding fan, his expression returning to its usual calm and composed state.
He slowly walked towards Xu Xiaoxiao and the others, and asked with concern, "Are you all well?"
Xu Xiaoxiao bowed slightly and said gratefully, "Thank you for your righteous rescue, Young Master Lin. If it weren't for your timely appearance, we would probably not have escaped this calamity today."
Her face was pale from the pain and exhaustion, but her eyes were full of gratitude for Lin Yu.
Zhao Yu and Qian Feng also stepped forward, clasped their hands in greeting, and expressed their gratitude.
Lin Yu nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over everyone's wounds, and said, "We shouldn't stay here any longer. Let's find a safe place to heal first, and then we can discuss this further."
After saying that, the group, led by Lin Yu, headed into the depths of the forest. Their figures gradually disappeared among the dense foliage, leaving behind only a chaotic battlefield, a testament to the thrilling battle that had just taken place.