With a hook of her fingers, a gleaming dagger was already in her hand. Liu Yue curled her lips and said, "The army is dispatched. Your opponent did not underestimate you."
"Should I feel honored?" Xuanyuan Che replied to Liu Yue and tightened his grip on the soft sword in his hand.
Looking at the momentum, this is definitely the royal cavalry of that country, or the ace army. Even these are dispatched. It seems that the left prime minister has lured the wolf into the house.
The sound of iron hooves, the sound of sabers, and the neat steps could be heard.
The blade is cold and murderous.
Without words or gestures, Liu Yue and Xuanyuan Che moved at the same time. Liu Yue in front and Xuanyuan Che behind them were like two tigers rushing toward the bloody cavalry.
Thousands of sharp knives are waved, and the tiger joins the wolf pack.
Holding a dagger in her hand, Liu Yue walked away with her head in front, the light of the sword flashing in front of her eyes, coming toward her face.
There was no sword light, and the figure of the dagger was almost invisible. Only the blood splashed rapidly on the ground. It was very shallow and very few, just like the red flowers the size of fingernails blooming on the grass.
With the sword raised and lowered, there is no defense, only attack. The best defense is attack. At this moment, Liuyue fully demonstrated this point.
The opponent's cold knife was still in mid-air, and her sword had already pierced the opponent's chest. One moment, the opponent's knife was pointed at her head, and the next moment, she was already standing in front of the opponent, opening her throat.
A small flower of blood.
Liu Yue's movements are not fast, but they are sharp, an indescribable sharpness. As long as the sword comes out, it will kill with one blow. When she starts, she will never face the opponent's iron-blooded sword. The only thing she will face is the opponent's fatal one.
place.
He had no regard for his own safety and seemed not to have seen the long knives coming at him.
Only when a vital part is injured, the hand wearing a silver glove will reach out with lightning speed, grab the cold knife, and send him to death with one strike.
The rest of the time, despite the sword light flying and the blood splashing on her body, Liu Yue acted as if it was not her own blood at all, and it was not like she was injured at all. She completely ignored it. That kind of cold-bloodedness was jaw-dropping.
Gain the maximum benefit with the minimum cost and the slightest injury.
Move forward quickly with your feet. As long as you take a step forward, you will never go back. You can only move forward, in the light of thousands of swords.