Chapter 275 Sword Name Feiying
After kicking off a big pot, Xiao Hen kept walking, rushing towards the next brazier again while resisting the rain of arrows. When he got closer, he kicked off again. However, the direction of the big pot was kicked this time was towards the previous big pot.
"Fourth brother, what are you doing?" Wu Shuai shouted loudly while resisting the rain of arrows.
"You will know in a while. Kick me the pot in front of you, kick it more accurately!" Xiao Hen shouted at Wu Shuai, and at the same time, kicking the pot before again, and putting it on the pot before it.
"Next!" Wu Shuai shouted, then he kicked the big pot beside him with his feet. Xiao Hen turned his body and kept moving his hands to block the rain of arrows that were shooting down rapidly. At the same time, he kicked his feet one by one, and kicked the big pot that was flying to the big pot that had been locked together before.
"Lao Wu, come here! Let's go and get that sword and then close the center!" Xiao Hen yelled at Wu Shuai.
After hearing this, Wu Shuai immediately leaned towards Xiao Hen. When the two stood on both sides of the big pot where the three knots were buttoned together, Xiao Hen reached out and took out a pair of cold gloves from the Qiankun Ring, then threw one for Wu Shuai, and then Nunuu's mouth towards Wu Shuai's buttoned pot.
Wu Shuai reached out to take the cold glove, looked at Xiao Hen's movements, then suddenly realized it, and couldn't help but praise: "Fourth Lao, you are a talent!"
"You should say this. I always think I am very talented." Xiao Hen smiled and then said seriously: "Be ready, I will shout one, two, three, let's hold these two pots together, which may be a bit hot. Stand with weapons, and wear cold gloves on both hands. This thing is not afraid of water and fire!"
"Okay!" Wu Shuai replied. At that moment, Xiao Hen's Tianya Mingyue Knife slashed in his hand, slashing all the feather arrows outside his body. Then he quickly put away the Tianya Mingyue Knife, sinking his waist and immediately, and his luck dantian quickly closed his palms in front of his chest. Then he shouted lightly and pushed his palms into the sky:
"By hand-written!"
A wave of air rose from around Xiao Hen's body, pushing the incoming encounters one after another to change direction. Taking advantage of this moment, Xiao Hen immediately pulled out the Tianya Mingyue Sword, and at the same time stomped his left foot and shouted: "One, two, three, get up!"
Xiao Hen stomped his luck on his left foot, but when he heard a thunderous sound, the three big pots buckled on the ground were immediately shaken by about two inches. Xiao Hen immediately seized the opportunity and inserted the Tianya Mingyue Knife under the big pot. Then he held the edge with his hand with a cold glove and then lifted it upwards. At the same time, Wu Shuai there also tried his best together in a tacit understanding. The three big pots were instantly lifted high by the two of them. The two stepped down to the bottom of the big pot, and then the sword was raised flat. The big pot fell down at this time and fell steadily on the two of them. Then the other hand of the two of them pressed on the edge of the big pot, and stopped the edge of the big pot at waist-length place.
"How is it!" Xiao Hen asked.
"It's okay!" Wu Shuai replied immediately as he heard the sound of the ding-ding-dang-dang feather arrow hitting the bottom of the pot.
"Since that's the case, what are you waiting for? Just rush over and see the road in fifty steps!" Xiao Hen shouted.
"Received!" Wu Shuai said, then shouted softly: "Go!" The two of them then rushed toward the high tower directly in front of the hall with three big pots that were buckled together.
When they arrived at the fifty steps, the two shouted softly, then both exerted force, raised the pot toward the top, then put down the pot again, and continued to rush forward. As soon as they looked at every fifty steps, the two rushed under the city tower at a very fast speed. During this period, the feather arrows shot down from time to time, but most of them were blocked by the pot. Occasionally, a few feather arrows that escaped the net were avoided by the two according to their body techniques.
He raised the pot again and looked at it. Then Xiao Hen and Wu Shuai looked at each other, and then Wu Shuai shouted softly: "One, two, three, go!" As soon as the words on the upper part fell, the two immediately stomped the ground with their feet and immediately flew towards the city tower.
The sound of feather arrows in the air sounded, and Xiao Hen and Wu Shuai kept kicking away feather arrows from their internal strength and legs. The sound of feather arrows colliding with the bottom of the pot above their heads was rushing.
The two of them then landed on the city tower, then flipped over the lid, glanced at the sight, and immediately found the place where the sword was. At this moment, there was nothing else around the sword except for the dense feather arrows. The first player who got the sword was killed in the first round of the feather arrow. At this moment, the body had been washed away by the system, leaving the sword to lie quietly there.
Xiao Hen and Wu Shuai looked at each other, and then they ran to the place where the sword fell. When they arrived above the sword, Xiao Hen stretched out his foot and stepped on the tip of the sword, and flew up the other end of the sword. Wu Shuai exerted force in his hand, took back his long sword with a blink of an eye. He grabbed the sword, then put it flat and pressed against the pot again.
"Go back!" Xiao Hen shouted lightly!
The two then quickly ran towards the place where the mechanism was located with their swords. Soon after, they arrived at the place where the sword was pulled out. Xiao Hen nodded to Wu Shuai. The two of them raised the pot high with one hand.
Shuai Wu then inserted the long sword into a sword grid that had been pulled out before because the sword was pulled out. Then he pressed it with force, but he couldn't press it. Shuai Wu couldn't help but let out a light "huh" and couldn't help but look at Xiao Hen.
"Isn't it easy to do?" Xiao Hen asked, and then said without waiting for Wu Shuai to answer, "Go to work hard and solve it as soon as possible!" Then he held the big pot with his right hand, and quickly rotated his left hand, and the rich true energy then ran up. Wu Shuai then stretched out his right hand, and the Taixuan true energy was also transported to his hand. The two then shouted lightly, and slapped the sword at the same time. Fortunately, the sword guard was relatively long, so they could barely slapped the two aside, otherwise they wouldn't be able to play the palm at the same time.
The sword was subjected to the palm force of the two of them, and with a clang, he inserted it towards the sword grid below.
After the sword entered the sword grid, it immediately touched the mechanism inside. Then a cracking sound sounded in the entire hall. Soon after, the dragon heads that were constantly shooting out the feather arrows stopped shooting out the feather arrows. Then, with the increasingly louder cracking sound, the dragon heads on the ceiling of the hall and the dragon heads on the walls of the hall were slowly retracted into the dark grid. Then the entire ceiling and walls returned to their original appearance, just like when the players first entered the hall.
"It's over!" Xiao Hen looked at the ceiling that returned to its original appearance, and then said with some uncertainty.
"I think it should be!" Wu Shuai was not sure.
It is not only Xiao Hen and the other two who are uncertain. At this moment, as long as there are players living in the entire hall, whether they are injured or not, they are not sure whether this is over or that it may be the tranquility before the storm.
Bang, dong! Two sounds suddenly came from the city tower directly in front of the hall. Everyone was shocked and raised their weapons again conditioned reflexively. Then they looked at the ceiling in the hall and the surrounding walls. Seeing that there were no dragon heads, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Then they looked at the place where the sound came out. The two people on the city tower who had rushed up with the big pot before threw the big pot on the ground.
After throwing away the big pot, Xiao Hen cleared out a piece of open space, then sat on the ground, and breathed a long sigh and said, "It's finally over. It's so tiring to fight with a few first-class masters. It seems that people who are engaged in the mechanism are darker than each other."
"How do you say this!" Wu Shuai also cleared out a place and then sat down and asked.
"I guess they can't beat them up front, so they specially made some conspiracies to deal with them. This is not a psychological darkness, and they can destroy thousands of people with one move. Their hearts are extremely dark!" Xiao Hen said.
Wu Shuai looked at the dense feather arrows in the interior of the hall and the corpses of players who had not had time to brush off and were almost shot into hedgehogs. Then he looked at the remaining players who were applying medicine and sighed: "It was more than ten thousand people when they came in. Now it would be nice to have a thousand left. In this round, nearly 90% of the players were destroyed!"
"Yes, it's hard to imagine that this hall, which looks quite shocking, had previously been like a hell of the forest, devouring nearly 10,000 players' lives. Not long after these feather arrows and the players' corpses were washed away, they might have returned to their previous appearance, as shocking as before, but who would have thought that this was a trap?" Xiao Hen also sighed.
"When I talked about the trap, I remembered this sword. What kind of sword is this? It killed so many people. It would be a loss if I didn't look at it!" Wu Shuai stood up and walked towards the sword.
"Oh, I'll go, you've held it in your hand for almost half a minute, but I don't know what brand of this sword is... Uh no, what name it is! How can you fail like you in a human being!" Xiao Hen said helplessly.
"Fei Ying, this sword is called Fei Ying, a good name!" Wu Shuai praised around the sword.
"What Feiying, why can't I see? This sword has no attributes at all. How could you know his name? I think it was you who made a fool of yourself!" Xiao Hen looked up and down and confirmed that he did not see the name of the sword. He looked at Wu Shuai and said suspiciously.
"I'm nonsense! The joke is that you are stupid, okay? Look, there are two words written here, how could you not see them!" Wu Shuai pointed to a place at the hilt of the long sword and smiled contemptuously.
Xiao Hen immediately looked along the point where Wu Shuai's fingers, and immediately saw a piece of blue jade inlaid near the sword spikes, and the two black small seal script fonts "Feiying" were displayed in the jade.
"It's true!" Xiao Hen touched his nose and smiled, then thought for a while and said, "Although this sword has never been heard in the world, you can tell that this sword is good when you look at the jade shoes, and it is definitely a treasure that can enter Qin Shihuang's tomb. You said that if we pull out this sword again...hehe..."
"It may be really a temptation, why don't we pull it out and try it!" Wu Shuai also said.
Chapter completed!