() After receiving a negative answer from the other party, Yuchixue drew his sword. A cold stab with no glare, no sound of breaking through the air, and even the sword did not fly out of his hand. This sword was different from that of an ordinary martial artist.
There is not much difference in the moves in the hands, the only difference is the speed.
A quiet sword, but extremely fast. This thing that obviously goes against common sense actually happened. It took Yuchixue a long time to increase the speed of his sword, and an even longer time to increase the speed.
The sound of breaking through the air disappeared. While most monks used this sound of breaking through the air as a way to show off, the assassins from the dark night scorned this approach because it would definitely expose themselves. As assassins, once exposed
, means death.
Chen Yunsheng snapped his fingers with his right hand, and several golden threads hung like spider webs between him and Yuchi Xue. If the other party insisted on moving forward, they would be cut into pieces.
Facing Chen Yunsheng's methods, Yu Chixue has long been familiar with them. As long as any spell is cast in front of him once, he can always find the weakness. This is a professional habit. When he takes action, it will always take a long time.
Preparation includes studying the opponent's magic weapons and spells.
He opened his right hand and slapped the tail of the long sword. A faint blue light flashed in the dark night. The sword disappeared. When it reappeared, it had passed through the seemingly invulnerable golden thread and went straight.
Thinking of stabbing Chen Yunsheng in the throat. The speed of the flying sword was astonishing. It rotated rapidly in the air with the sword spine as its axis, crushing the surrounding air, so that it could move forward silently.
Chen Yunsheng no longer had a foolproof means of evasion at this moment. Earth Escape, Water Escape and Wood Escape all needed to be executed. He could not guarantee that he would not be stabbed by the opponent. In the duel with the first move, his opportunity was lost, and he could only use
He was in danger. His left arm was drawn horizontally in an arc in the air, his body was like a spinning top, and he used his remaining magnetism to set off a small magnetic storm.
In a small space, the force field was distorted. In Chen Yunsheng's eyes, countless black magnetic lines were spinning around his body like a whirlpool. Being torn apart by the magnetic field, he felt a tearing bone.
The pain. The sword stabbed straight out of the magnetic storm.
Chen Yunsheng was making a huge bet, using an unfamiliar move to deal with a move that others had practiced for him thousands of times. He suddenly had a feeling of death. This feeling was very real, enough to make him break into a cold sweat.
As monks, this feeling is a hundred times stronger than that of ordinary people. Although they have glory that ordinary people cannot enjoy, they also face the danger of fatal blow.
Even a weak monk, with the right sword thrust at the right time, in the right place, can penetrate the chest of a monk who is three levels higher than him. When God releases a gift,
, also imposes a curse on the owner. That is the uncertainty of death.
The flying sword pierces into the magnetic storm, and the huge power changes the trajectory of the flying sword at all times. Even if it is controlled from a distance, it can't do anything. Being able to be changed as little as possible is the key to this sword. Yu Chixue's sword
There is no doubt that it has reached its extreme point, and even an ordinary Yuanying monk cannot thrust out such a sword.
The blade was twisted into a large arc, making a buzzing sound, and stabbed towards the eye of the storm step by step, which was his ultimate target. Chen Yunsheng felt that a compelling energy was approaching him.
He made a judgment in one hundredth of a breath. The magnetic wires in his left hand broke one after another. Driven by inertia, the magnetic wires that lost their center flew high into the sky, and the original target of the flying sword was Chen Yun.
His throat was raw, but somehow it was directed to his forehead.
A burst of blood spattered, and an inch of blood was opened on Chen Yunsheng's forehead. Although it was not very deep, the bleeding did not stop, which looked very scary. He raised his forehead, which was full of blood, and began to form seals with his hands.
Yu Chixue missed his sword and lost the opportunity. If he chose to rely on Jin Dun to escape at this time, no one could stop him. But he didn't leave, and his body turned into a golden arc and shot towards Chen Yunsheng. Except Benming Fei
Sword, he also has a weapon that can fight Chen Yunsheng at close range. Slicing the opponent's forehead undoubtedly greatly increased Yuchixue's self-confidence, making him forget how the opponent just used a mid-stage golden elixir.
The monks beat every bit of it.
When Yuchixue rushed forward, Chen Yunsheng completed the last mudra, clasped the index finger of his right hand on the tiger's mouth of his left hand, and a water-blue light rippled away, causing Yuchixue's thunder blow to rush into the five-mile fog. He passed through
It passed Chen Yunsheng's body but did not hurt him.
"Aren't you tired of doing this again?" He complained, but there was nothing he could do.
Chen Yunsheng ignored the opponent's complaints at all, and the blue mist dissipated in a huge space. His speed was not as fast as the opponent, so he had to use this method to gain an advantage in space for himself.
"If you don't come out, I'm leaving." Although Yu Chixue said whatever he said, he didn't dare to relax at all. He knew that even if his golden escape speed was fast, he would still be unable to avoid the knot. Not a single trace of Chen Yun could be felt on the empty mountain top.
Yu Chixue suddenly had the feeling that the other party was a real assassination master because he had achieved the anonymity that a master must possess.
Just when he felt a little slack, a bolt of lightning shot from a big tree in the northeast corner. There were many edges and corners on the trajectory of the arc, but it did not affect the speed of the spell at all. Yuchixue relied on his innate
Instinctively, when an unusual blue light just lit up in the northeast corner, he moved his position.
Although the electric light pierced the air, Chen Yunsheng clearly told the other party not to try to escape by casting spells. Even the swiftest spells could not match the speed of lightning hidden in the dark. And Chen Yunsheng was hiding in the darkness.
The hunter in the middle holds countless completed Thunder Techniques in his hands.
Yuchixue held the long sword and slowly walked towards the cliff. The biting wind on the cliff made him more awake. At this time, only a clear mind could help him escape from danger.
A bolt of lightning shot from the cliff so suddenly that Yuchixue jumped onto a big tree in embarrassment. He ignored the sharp thorns on the tree that penetrated his skin through his short robe. There was no golden elixir monk who was aroused.
, the body is not as hard as ordinary people, so even being stabbed by thorns made Yuchixue grin again and again.
But this pain did not last for a breath, and Yuchixue had to change his hiding place again, because another lightning struck. The direction of the lightning struck was irregular, sometimes east, sometimes west, and he even doubted this place.
Was it Chen Yunsheng alone? When he saw the woman in white clothes still standing on the pine tree in the distance from the corner of his eye, he slowly gave up this doubt.
Lightning flashes struck one after another. No matter how fast Yuchixue was or how accurate her intuition was, she could not withstand such an attack. She was completely passive and could not continue this kind of gambling fight.
While he kept moving his body, he forced himself to calm down. If he continued like this, he would definitely lose. Letting a professional assassin give up his code of conduct would be tantamount to letting him die. Suddenly, a seemingly simple but revealing
Infinite philosophical thoughts appeared in his mind. If you run in one direction, you can always escape from his attack range.
This is what Yuchixue thinks and practices.
He wanted to fly away due east, and at the same time let go of his mind, looking for any attack points that might appear. This made it impossible for him to use Golden Escape and Light Escape, and could only fly forward with his legs. Lightning.
Raindrops hit Yuchixue in general, and the boulders, soil, and dry tree stumps on the ground became the targets of lightning. For a moment, gravel, dirt, and a burnt smell spread within three feet of Yuchixue's body.
Although he can guarantee that he is safe for the time being, in the long run, if he has never been hit by lightning, it is unclear whether his condition will be better than that of a tree stump. After all, there is no hope in a battle where he only takes a beating without fighting back.
After escaping three attacks by crawling on the ground, Yu Chixue finally gave up on what he thought was a smart idea. He discovered that no matter which direction he ran, Chen Yunsheng would follow him and appear in a twenty-foot space centered on him.
Inside.
"I surrender."
Yuchixue stood up, looked at the surrounding woods and rocks, and shouted loudly. Instead of continuing to be humiliated, it would be better to admit defeat early. The assassin's simple judgment method is sometimes more efficient.
"I thought you would last a little longer."
On a large rock ten feet away in the southwest, Chen Yunsheng revealed his figure after a layer of light blue mist.
Seeing that the blood on the other party's face had dried and turned black and red, looking very disgusting, Yuchixue laughed and said, "It turns out that I made you very embarrassed."
"It's nothing to be embarrassed. You lost anyway. No need for me to remind the loser what he has to do?" Chen Yunsheng didn't mind the other party's ridicule at all.
"Fifty years of slavery?" Yuchixue said stiffly.
"Yes, fifty years of freeing you in exchange for your life is a good deal." Chen Yunsheng followed the instructions, like a lobbyist.
The white wood on the branches in the distance was in the downwind, and the mountain breeze blew. The conversation between the two people was clearly transmitted to her ears. The woman secretly gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "Bah, I am doing this to everyone. Can you do something more?
Something else.”
Yu Chixue thought for a while and asked: "Can I ask one last question?"
Chen Yunsheng said generously: "Say it."
"Why do you need me?" Yu Chixue asked doubtfully.
"I need your assassination skills."
The confusion on Yuchixue's face became even more intense, and she said angrily: "Are you kidding me? But it's not funny at all. Or maybe you are deliberately humiliating me."
Chen Yunsheng said seriously: "Of course I'm not joking. I never humiliate others. You know a lot more about assassination methods than I do. It's only natural that I want to learn from you."