jdhmnovel Chapter 426 People Volunteer
Chapter 426 People Volunteer
Su Rou looked at the roadblock in front of her, crossed her arms, and sneered, "Oh, what does this mean?"
The leading man held a long sword in front of Su Rou. "What do you mean? You are such a shameless person! You used the beauty trap to seduce Shang Jiu. I will kill you right now!!"
The long sword slashed towards Su Rou.
The thin twilight in front of the palace gate was a little cold, slanting down on the bluestone ground.
The last word turned into a beast-like roar, the muscles on his arms suddenly bulged, and the heavy long sword tore through the air with a screech that made one's scalp tingle.
He chopped Su Rou's slender waist fiercely!
The knife light was like an icy waterfall, instantly filling the space in front of Su Rou's eyes. The strong wind it stirred up even blew up a few strands of hair scattered on her forehead.
Even before the blade arrives, the cold murderous intent is already piercing your bones!
Just when the fierce blade light was about to lick her clothes, Su Rou's figure suddenly became blurred!
It wasn't a retreat, nor was it a tumbling mess.
Her movements were so fast that they were beyond the reach of the human eye. She looked more like a shadow darting past along the ground.
The tip of his toes left only an extremely tiny mark on the cold bluestone slab, and his whole body slid away from the edge of the blade's death arc in an instant with incredible flexibility and speed.
The sharp blade brushed past the edge of her plain clothes, cutting through only a piece of empty twilight air.
Among the military generals of the Southern Kingdom, except for Shen Yao and Gong Yuanzhi, the others are not reliable at all!
The target mysteriously disappeared under the blade. The huge inertia of the full-strength attack missing caused his huge body to stagger forward half a step involuntarily, and his center of gravity slightly lost.
In this split second, Su Rou's figure appeared like a ghost, less than a foot behind him!
She spun around and raised her hands, her movements flowing like flowing water, so fast that only a shadow remained.
The ebony hairpin that originally held her black hair loosely had slipped off quietly at some point and was now firmly grasped between her fingers.
The hairpin was simple and unadorned, but the tip was sharpened to a chilling edge. In the dim twilight, it suddenly emitted a faint but deadly reflection.
"laugh--!"
There was a sharp sound, so light that it was almost inaudible, as if thin silk was torn in an instant.
The tip of the hairpin pierced with incredible precision, penetrating the skin and flesh, and sinking deep into the bulging and throbbing veins on the general's thick neck!
Warm liquid immediately flowed out along the hairpin, staining her fingertips and the piece of ancient ebony red.
The rage and murderous intent on the man's face froze in an instant, like a red-hot iron block suddenly immersed in ice water, twisted into an extreme horror and confusion.
The huge body suddenly stiffened, as if it was nailed to the spot by an invisible giant nail.
The heavy long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, hitting the bluestone slab and making a sharp sound of metal hitting stone.
He rolled his eyes with difficulty, staring intently at Su Rou's calm, almost bewitching face, which was so close to him. A "ho ho" sound came from his throat...
Su Rou tilted her head slightly, and her bottomless eyes reflected the other person's face distorted by severe pain and near death, without a trace of ripple.
Her voice was low, but it clearly pierced through the man's heavy breathing, like ice beads rolling down a jade plate, each word clearly hitting the man's gradually fading consciousness, "Shang Jiu? They volunteered, it's none of my business."
The moment the words fell, a chaotic sound of footsteps and the sharp sound of taut bowstrings suddenly rang out from deep in the shadows of the towering palace walls on both sides of the palace gate!
"Shoot!" A hoarse command came from a corner of the wall.
Behind the battlements, dozens of figures in armor and holding bows suddenly stood up, and the cold arrowheads flashed densely packed death stars in the remaining twilight, all aimed at Su Rou who was alone below!
Almost at the same moment when the murderous intent burst out——
"Boom——!!!"
A dull and terrifying roar, like an ancient beast awakening, suddenly exploded from the inside of the two tightly closed huge vermilion-painted palace doors behind Su Rou!
The palace gate, which was as heavy as a mountain and inlaid with ferocious bronze animal heads, suddenly exploded inwards in front of everyone's horrified eyes, as if it was hit head-on by an invisible, primordial force!
Countless pieces of thick door panels with copper nails and red lacquer fragments, accompanied by violent gusts of wind, shot towards the inside of the door like a meteor shower!
Smoke and dust rose into the sky, spreading instantly and blurring the vision.
Amidst the billowing smoke and wood chips, a group of people rushed forward like evil spirits rushing out of the lava of hell, carrying a strong smell of blood and rusty murderous aura!
The leader was a man with a body like an iron tower, holding a giant axe as big as a door panel, which was still dripping with sticky blood. It was the sharpest blade under Su Rou's command.
Behind him were densely packed black-armored warriors who were as silent as a rock. Their eyes were like quenched blades, instantly filling the huge gap in the palace gate and completely drowning and freezing the archers on the wall and the arrows in their hands!
The command "Release" from the top of the wall was cut off in the throat by the sudden destructive impact.
The archers' fingers froze on the bowstrings, the blood drained from their faces, leaving only disbelief and horror.
Su Rou didn't even look back at the palace gate that was opened for her, nor did she pay attention to the arrows that were pointed in vain at the wall.
All her attention was focused on her feet.
The burly general with the ebony hairpin stuck in his neck collapsed on the cold bluestone slabs like a torn sack with its spine pulled out.
Blood was gushing out from the wound on the side of his neck, quickly spreading into a glaring dark red under his body.
He had not yet completely died, and his body was twitching violently due to the severe pain. A "huh...huh..." sound of despair, like drowning, came from his throat, and each twitch brought out more blood foam.