Chapter 215 Find someone to talk about your experience
Chapter 215 Find someone to talk to about your experience
God kills the way, but also kills the god.
Everywhere is like a tiger, and everywhere is a ghoul.
In the dusk, the sky seemed to be darker, and a black line came closer from far away. The extremely soft black line seemed to be swayed by the wind. In fact, it was not the case. Wherever the black line passed, the cold sea breeze also stiffened.
Condensate.
God kills the Lord, the autumn wind falls, and people wither away.
"Too careless."
Such an amazing killing sword skill is already better than any drawing sword. The master of the divine way of killing is indeed worthy of his reputation, but I don't know how tyrannical Musashi can be?
Ye Feng finally crushed something. It was the only thing left to him by the old guy, and it was also the thing that made him swear that he would never use it on the people of the country. Ye Feng had always regarded it as a thought in his heart.
A giant claw stretched out.
Ye Feng looked weird. The old man swore to him that the thing that could save his life was such a big claw?
The appearance is good. The black and white scales give people an unparalleled sense of vitality at a glance. The gray fingers and claws gradually turn into dark red, which is the red of killing.
What if I can't beat him and get roasted and eaten?
In fact, Ye Feng thought it was unnecessary. He saw that sharp claw grasping the black line as if it was spiritual. In an instant, everything returned to clarity.
Sato Shinichi's figure flowed out from the gap in the giant claw, and he fell to the ground, coughing up blood. His move was broken during the strong attack, and the backlash caused by it was unclear.
"Shinto thing!"
"Such a real and unparalleled divine artifact is already at the level of Dacheng. Wouldn't it be excessive and disrespectful for a being like you to take action against me?"
Sato Shinichi stood with his sword inserted, looking at the giant claw above his head with fear.
"Excessive?"
"Why don't you say that you are going too far when you, an old bastard in the enlightenment stage, bullies someone in his twenties? Give him another five years, do you believe he can beat you to the point where you can't find any answers?"
"Little one, you are not qualified enough to talk to me. Use the sword hidden in your body quickly, or I will kill you now."
The giant claw turned into a golden light and shadow, and he stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the world.
"Shinichi, I have warned you not to use it unless it is a fatal situation."
A blue light blade bloomed in Sato Shinichi's hand, and then transformed into a white robe of light and shadow.
"master!"
Sato Shinichi lowered his head and did not dare to speak. His master Musashi was known as the Sword Master by the world because of his sacred sword.
"No, you are?"
The white-robed face looked solemn, and he suddenly discovered the identical existence above his head.
"Old bastard, it seems like you're not good at it, you didn't even recognize me."
"Go with me, give me a beating and you'll be able to remember everything."
Regardless of whether Musashi agreed or not, Jin Ying transformed into a giant claw again, grabbed Musashi's clone in an instant and rushed into the sky.
It is quite now!
Ye Feng's expression was stunned. Is this old guy so awesome? He chased Musashi and left immediately. Who was that bastard who peeped at the old aunt taking a bath and was chased and beaten with a broom?
Shinto!
Ye Feng and Sato Shinichi both took an offensive stance in unison, but at this moment, Sato Shinichi's brows wrinkled slightly, his eyes were no longer as firm as before, and he became hesitant.
"Sir, what is your master's name?"
After reuniting with Asano Lin, Sato Shinichi finally regained some confidence. The old immortal was too cruel. Although he was not as embarrassed as Ye Feng on the surface, in fact, his injuries were more serious than Ye Feng's. They were internal injuries.
"Go and ask him."
Ye Feng said something that made the two of them particularly angry.
you ask me!
Then I ask who is going?
Because Ye Feng himself doesn’t even know what the old guy’s name is, you may not believe that a person suddenly appeared and said that you are a martial arts prodigy with amazing bones, and then even kidnapped and deceived you into being his apprentice. After some teachings,
He walked away in a straightforward manner, as if he was someone who likes to do good deeds without leaving his name behind.
But this kind of thing did happen to Ye Feng. The old guy didn't even tell Ye Feng where to find him, saying that we would meet him if we were destined.
I believed you!
I am destined to be your granddaughter, can I meet her?
"Your Excellency, how about we just give up?"
"I can let you go, and you can also write off the killing of several of my men, but you have to promise not to trouble us again in the future."
Sato Shinichi and Asano Lin looked at each other and suddenly made a decision in their hearts.
"Why does it sound like you're not negotiating, but you're giving me alms?"
Ye Feng smiled.
If the president of the Ronin Guild is allowed to leave, then I will ask myself what is the meaning of this trip?
"What do you want?"
Sato Shinichi frowned deeply.
"die!"
Ye Feng shook his shoulders, his actions spoke for themselves.
"idiot!"
"If you don't drink the toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty. If you kill him, the worst he can do is hide in the Sword Master's Palace and not be able to practice in the future."
Draw the blade, unsheath it.
Deep black energy was released from Sato Shinichi's body. The black tiger roared in the mountains and forests. The black tiger galloped forward, cutting through the hurricane with its wings, drawing a dark strip of light. Those were his double blades.
"Smash you."
Ye Feng faced the tiger's head and punched it first.
Unexpectedly, the black tiger was much more agile than he thought. He turned around with a "swish", swung his tail whip and passed immediately.
Keng! One by one
The tiger whip was thrown on Ye Feng's blocking left hand, and a sound like the impact of steel was immediately heard. Before he could be surprised, it was time for Ye Feng to kick the black tiger in the abdomen.
With one kick, the black tiger flew away, but immediately got up again.
"This is!"
With a thought, layers of golden light surged around Ye Feng's body, and the surging energy formed an armor around him. The golden armor was so majestic that it made Ye Feng look like a golden god of war.
"Your sacred object is armor?"
A surprised voice came from Black Tiger's mouth.
In this world, it is unheard of for someone to have a Shinto item that is armor. How afraid of death is this? Aren’t all warriors’ Shinto items biased toward attack?
But looking at Ye Feng, he doesn’t look like someone who is afraid of death!
"Armor, sir!"
Ye Feng's eyes burst with golden light, and the one hundred and nineth acupoint was opened.
Ye Feng didn't understand what a sacred thing was. The armor outside his body was actually the energy in his body that couldn't be vented. It was condensed into a battle suit following his thoughts.
If there is any difference between the battle suit and the normal condensation of moves, it is probably because after the one hundred and nine acupoints are opened, the quantitative change leads to a qualitative change, making it more real.
Who said that a warrior only has one hundred and eight acupoints?
In an instant, Ye Feng moved, and his left hand, which was hit by the black tiger, acted as if nothing happened. His whole body was full of fighting spirit and turned into a golden light and rushed forward.
The speed is also faster.
"God Kill, Hurricane Blade!"
In the hurricane, the black tiger seemed to change its form, but before he could take a closer look, he was buried in the black storm.
A black tornado swept forward in the wasteland, cutting everything in its path into powder.
"Stop."
Outside the storm, Ye Feng punched one after another. The golden fist marks rushed onto the hurricane, and there were clanging sounds of metal being exchanged.
Punches were thrown out, one after another.
During the whole process, Ye Feng's body was resisting the hurricane, retreating again and again. His feet were now deeply embedded in the earth, retreating deeper and deeper until they reached his waist.
Finally, the wind stopped and the hurricane became smaller.
"Old man, I'm sorry that I won't keep your whole body."
The golden battle suit was stained with a layer of crimson, which was blood-stained youth. The hurricane was finally torn open, and without any hesitation, Ye Feng directly hit the figure inside.
Bang! One by one
The two heads collided with each other. Sato Shinichi never dreamed that one day he would die from being hit on the head.
Which normal martial arts king would practice the shameless Iron Tou Kung Fu?
Of course Ye Feng had never practiced Iron Head Kung Fu, but he had a suit of armor. Although his head felt a little heavy after the violent collision, he was not the one who broke it.
"You won, but it doesn't end there."
Sato Shinichi looked at Ye Feng, smiled miserably, and finally fell down.
Phew! One by one
A flash of sword light slashed towards the swaying Ye Feng, and Qian Yelin once again wielded their proud sword-drawing technique.
With a "clang" sound, the silver steel sword broke in two instantly. Ye Feng did not hide at all. The blade that could have injured him before struck the armor, but nothing happened.
"You should also go and accompany him!"
Ye Feng reached out and grabbed Asano Lin's neck, and then twisted it hard. Finally, he picked up two broken blades and stabbed them towards Sato Shinichi's face and heart.
"This matter is not over yet, Zu..."
Shortly after Ye Feng ended the battle, two fierce battles of light and shadow on the sky also revealed the winner. Musashi's white shadow was shattered by giant claws.
The giant claw turned into a golden figure again. He silently looked at Ye Feng who fell to the ground tiredly for a while, and finally faded away.
"Old guy, who are you?"
The armor receded, and the life-long military uniform was stained with bright red, some of which were enemies, and most of which were his own. In the end, Ye Feng smiled, as if he saw the old guy smiling at himself again.
At the same time, on a deserted mountain in Xuanyuan Kingdom, an old man with roasted sweet potatoes in his hand said:
"It's really killing!"
The old man glanced at the east, and his eyes gradually turned sharp.
"Grandpa Long, what killed you?"
Next to the old man, there was a girl with big eyes, her two obsidian-like eyes shining brightly. The girl was holding a book in her hands.
"Your junior uncle killed a troublesome person."
The old man took out the sweet potato, smelled the fragrance, and handed it to the little girl.
"Grandpa Long, you have told me N times, who is the junior uncle?"
"Also, will my junior uncle be in danger?"
The little girl put down the book in her hand. She knew that this sweet potato must have been "borrowed" from some aunt.
"Of course there are dangers. How can a man's world always be peaceful? But your junior uncle is someone who crosses the border to kill people. He has the same demeanor as I did back then."
"Xiao Jiujiu, you eat here, grandpa finds someone to talk to about his experience."
In the high mountains, dragon roars were heard, and a giant shadow rode the wind eastward.
Rather than letting Musashi come out to cause trouble, I would rather go to him to cause trouble first, that's the reason.
