Chapter 54 Killing the Enemy Sword Gale in Front of the Temple
Chapter 54 Killing the enemy in front of the temple with a strong sword and a strong body
Author: Decadent Dragon
Chapter 54 Killing the enemy in front of the temple with a strong sword and a strong body
At night, the wind blows.
The sound of howling wind appears.
Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning, followed by thunder——
Boom!
Boom!
The electric light flashed, illuminating the open space in front of the ruined temple and even illuminating the two bends in the mountain col.
In front of the ruined temple, Yang Yu held his sword in his arms and let the strong wind blow his clothes.
Amid the sound of hunting, long hair is flying.
He looked towards the two bends, and a figure of a man in black was already standing at the entrance.
There was no verbal communication.
The man in black just glanced at Yang Yu, then strode towards him, slowly unsheathing the long sword in his hand. When he was only one foot away from Yang Yu, he threw the sheath of his left hand directly at Yang Yu.
Woo!
The scabbard came with a sound of breaking through the air.
It is very powerful, but what is even more powerful is the person following behind the scabbard.
The man in black rushed towards Yang Yu with the thrown scabbard.
The long sword in his hand trembled with the wrist, causing a cloud of sword flowers, just like a poisonous snake spitting a message.
The sword flowers spit out from this sword locked the dodge space of Yang Yu's front, rear, left and right. As long as Yang Yu dodges, he will fall into a series of passive situations, and will eventually be defeated by the opponent's sword.
Instead of hiding?
The force contained in the scabbard was enough to break Yang Yu's bones and tendons, putting him completely at a disadvantage.
In the end, death is still inevitable.
"Oh."
Looking at Yang Yu who stood motionless, the man in black sneered, his murderous intent suddenly aroused, and the sword in his hand became faster and more urgent.
When the chill on the sword tip stung Yang Yu's nose, Yang Yu took action.
Clang!
The long sword in his arms tilted and was instantly unsheathed.
After the tip of the sword crossed a perfect half-moon, it was sheathed again.
This sword was neither sharp nor murderous.
On the contrary, it is very beautiful.
It was like half a moon rising from the ground.
The man in black seemed to be attracted by the moonlight. His forward posture stopped, and the long sword in his hand also stopped. At his feet was a scabbard that was split into two.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
The man in black asked in a solemn voice.
"Yang Yu's sword."
Yang Yu replied coldly.
The man in black was startled, obviously not expecting such an answer.
Then he said loudly.
"Good swordsmanship!"
With a sound of good swordsmanship, a trace of blood began to spread from the forehead of the man in black.
The black clothes broke first, followed by the flesh.
puff!
The man in black was cut into two and fell to the ground.
Yang Yu ignored the dead enemy.
Because there are more enemies waiting for him.
At the entrance of the mountain col, another man in black stood there.
Different from the 'skillful sword' used by the previous man in black, this man in black uses a 'powerful sword'.
A fierce battlefield-like aura condensed on the opponent.
Hoo, ho!
The other person's breathing became heavier and heavier, and with this breathing, the horse began to neigh and roar.
But then it stopped abruptly.
Because, a touch of moonlight shines here!
The moonlight is like a wheel, fleeting and fleeting.
When the light disappeared, Yang Yu had already appeared behind the opponent.
Click!
The blade of the sword collided lightly with the scabbard, making a unique crisp sound, and a deep wound with bone visible appeared on the neck of the man in black.
puff!
The strong blood turned into a puff of smoke.
The man in black fell to the sky.
But underneath the scarf, there was a smiling face.
He succeeded!
In front of the ruined temple, another man in black appeared, and he ran straight into the ruined temple.
He would never allow himself to waste the opportunity that his companions had fought for with their lives.
His determination is unshakable.
His actions were resolute.
However, he is not as fast as Yang Yu.
When the tip of the sword penetrated his throat, the man in black trembled several times on Yang Yu's sword, his determination collapsed, and his actions and life stopped.
Yang Yu put away his sword and stood up expressionlessly.
When Mo Shili asked him before if his swordsmanship had improved, he frankly admitted that he had not.
This is not a lie.
Yang Yu disdained lying.
It's like he doesn't bother to say anything.
His swordsmanship has not improved, but his body-lighting skills have made substantial breakthroughs.
Why?
Because he didn't want to encounter something like the Bahe double murderer.
Regret, guilt, these experiences once are enough.
Absolutely no second occurrence is allowed!
Any signs of it will be cut off by him with the sword in his hand.
Yang Yu's sword never regrets its use.
Bang bang bang!
Amidst the crisp applause, another man in black appeared.
Different from the previous men in black.
The man in black in front of me was unarmed.
Moreover, behind the opponent were three men in black.
"What a great swordsman."
"What a condensed sword breath."
"Wu Laoqi is really willing to spend a lot of money. Not only did he secretly send experts to protect Mo Shili, but he also sent out talents like you. It seems that it is really not groundless!"
The visitor muttered to himself and stood at the col.
The three swordsmen behind him surrounded Yang Yu.
That kind of encirclement is not just random positioning, but echoing from head to tail.
Formation!
Yang Yu's pupils shrank.
The visitor noticed.
He laughed immediately.
"The Three Talents Formation is not worth mentioning."
"Is your swordsmanship just now 'Yang Yu's sword'?"
"Being able to combine strength, technique, and momentum at your age is truly an incredible talent. I wonder where your limits are?"
"I want to see it!"
The person who came said that and waved his hand.
The three swordsmen in black all drew their swords.
The three swords came out at the same time, seemingly in no particular order, but in order.
The person holding the sword is even more hidden behind the sword, making it impossible to see clearly.
Sword light is connected to sword light.
Human silhouettes overlap with human silhouettes.
Ordinary people caught in such a formation would probably not be able to hold on for a breath and would be stabbed to the core.
but,
The one trapped is Yang Yu!
Clang!
Amidst the loud sound of the sword being unsheathed, the moon appeared again.
No more half wheels.
But, the full moon!
The moonlight is bright and shines all over the earth.
In an instant, the full moon shrouded the surrounding sword lights and stacked figures.
Clang clang clang!
Only a dense sound of metal clashing was heard.
Like rain hitting banana trees.
It's like hammering in a blacksmith's shop.
Fast and powerful.
Then, it stopped abruptly.
The full moon disappears.
The connected sword light also disappeared.
Huchi, wheeze.
Yang Yu held the sword in one hand and gasped for breath.
The three swordsmen fell to the ground, blood flowing all over the ground.
Bang bang bang!
The visitors who had been watching applauded again.
He didn't care about the life or death of those swordsmen.
What he cares about is that he is now standing in front of the ruined temple.
What he cares about is that this can make a talented swordsman like Yang Yu extremely anxious.
"Are you anxious?"
"Can't you hold your sword steady?"
"With the speed just now, can you still explode?"
The visitor asked with a smile, speaking slowly and in a strange soft voice. He stared at Yang Yu and looked at the expression on Yang Yu's face at this moment.
Anxiety appeared on his cold face.
Just like snowflakes melting in the sun.
The visitor sighed, with regret in his eyes.
He sighed that the snowflakes could not stay long.
He regretted that he could not break the 'sword heart' of the young swordsman in front of him in a more cruel way.
Yang Yu was not given any more chance to breathe.
The visitor turned around and walked towards the temple.
At the same time, he said.
"Your friend, Mo Shili, I will kill him first...poof!"
A generous, huge hand stretched out from the doorless door frame and slapped the visitor directly in the face. Not only did the other person's words become longer and longer, as if they were stuck, but the whole person was slapped.
It spun in the air like a top and fell into the distance.
As soon as he landed, the opponent opened his mouth and spit out half of his teeth.
White teeth, mixed with blood, were imprinted on the dark ground.
The next moment, these were all shrouded in shadow.
The visitor raised his head stiffly.
Looking at the extremely tall and burly body, looking at the distinct but gray-brown muscles, looking at the person who slightly twisted his neck, making a clicking sound.
