Chapter 457: In the dark of night, all parties come together! (9)
In the night, all forces come together! (9)
In the courtyard.
Ximen Yehan and the man in black holding the sword had exchanged more than ten moves in the blink of an eye, but they were evenly matched, and it was hard to tell the winner.
Although the surrounding guards wanted to help, they were of low skill and feared that they would not be able to help the emperor and would instead become a burden.[
All of them were just on guard, standing still and not daring to move much.
Feeling the pressure coming from the opponent's long sword, Ximen Yehan knew that if he didn't put in more force, the stalemate would probably last longer.
There is a red wolf being imprisoned in the backyard, and there is also movement. Whether it can be defended is also a question.
Right now, he couldn't let this man in black hold him back.
With this thought in his mind, he made a feint and stepped back three steps behind him.
His right hand reached for his waist, and his fingers lightly pressed the spring on the belt.
As he flicked his wrist, a cold soft sword appeared in his hand.
The soft sword was completely black but had the color of water. Just by hearing the soft sound of the sword's edge, you knew it was not an ordinary sword.
On the branch, Dongfang Xiaoxiao saw a soft sword suddenly appeared in Ximen Yehan's palm.
Under the gauze, the delicate little mouth couldn't help but curl up.
It turns out that it's not just her secret.
This guy also has many secrets that she doesn’t know?!
Naturally, Ximen Yehan would not have thought of the complicated thoughts of this little man sitting on the big tree not far away.
Shaking the soft sword in his hand, he directly faced the masked man in black who rushed towards him again.
With a soft sword in hand, he is instantly more powerful than a tiger.
Originally, he was on par with the masked man in black, but soon after he drew his sword, he gained the upper hand.
A black soft sword, as strong as a dragon's letter.
Swallowing and vomiting, stabbing or cutting, the sword moves were gorgeous but airtight, locking the masked man in black tightly in the sword circle.
With a sudden and swift twist of his wrist, the soft sword wrapped around the opponent's long sword like a snake.[
As Ximen Yehan retracted his right arm, the soft sword directly dragged the long sword in the opponent's hand and threw it aside.