The eternal night sky is not dim, and the moonlight alone seems to be able to illuminate a person's heart.
Master Xianfeng stood under the everlasting cherry tree, holding the knife in both hands.
Feng still looked that stubborn but helpless, with his head bowed deeply.
At this moment, a red light suddenly appeared behind the monk.
Red tears of worship flashed through him again, and Master Xianfeng's senses were extremely keen to avoid the sneak attack.
But this time, Han Baiyi didn't have the same surprised expression as before. He looked decisive and raised his hand in return.
He stretched out his hand to block Feng who was taking the knife behind him.
Han Baiyi looked calm and put down his hand calmly.
"Not bad..."
As soon as Master Xianfeng opened his mouth, Han Baiyi's eyes widened. He was like a father whose son knows what shit he wants to eat as soon as he pokes his ass.
Feng took a few steps back under Han Baiyi's hand. His face was full of surprise, his mouth opened slightly, and his eyes widened as if in a dream. He never dared to imagine that someone would be like the ronin knight in the biography book.
Just like falling from the sky.
Even after a long time, she was still shocked by the shock in her heart. She stared blankly at Han Baiyi, tears fell unconsciously, and her little fists were clenched tightly.
Han Baiyi, on the other hand, had a calm look on his face. He did not hesitate in the face of the sharp fists and kicks of Master Xianfeng, dodging one blow and then another.
The feet step forward continuously, and then the back feet form a lunge. With the inertia of the body, the waist and abdomen are twisted along with the footsteps, and the knife is cut horizontally.
Immortal Peak Master also passed by him with an indifferent expression, his waist and hips moving slightly.
'Left fist.'
Han Baiyi said silently in his heart, tilting his head slightly.
Master Xianfeng's seemingly shriveled fist made a loud bang in the air, and Han Baiyi's long hair fluttered in the fierce wind of the fist and suddenly spread out.
The difference between the cheek and the edge of the fist is only a hair's breadth.
‘Escaped?!’
Master Xianfeng was stunned, but his expression remained completely still. His right hand had already been retracted at the same time as his left fist was punched out, and he followed the shadow covered by his left hand and the blind spot of his vision, making no sound.
However, Han Baiyi slightly misaligned his body as if he had expected it. With a powerful and heavy blow, the pendulum whizzed past the clothes on his chest, and his thin body leaned forward slightly according to the inertia.
The center of gravity did not move at all.
Han Baiyi twisted his steps, controlling his steps extremely strictly while slashing. While looking closely at the opponent's eyes, he also used his peripheral vision to pay attention to the Immortal Peak Master's shoulders, knees, waist and hips.
Just the slightest movement allowed him to immediately react to the movements of Master Xianfeng.
These are not the habitual actions of the Immortal Peak Master.
When his boxing skills reach this stage, he has already reached a state where he is as quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit.
Except for some movement signs carried by the body's instinct, there is nothing superfluous in his movements.
But Han Baiyi used dozens or hundreds of deaths and his understanding of Xianfeng Boxing to sum up the possible precursor movements in Xianfeng Boxing, so as to achieve one step ahead of others.
Human visual observation is limited. Even in a fantasy world, the human body itself also has its limitations.
However, Han Baiyi, as the ambassador of friendship between the two worlds, possesses the miraculous skill of spiritual vision, and his dynamic visual observation ability is dozens of times higher than that of ordinary people.
After turning on the Lingmu, even the peripheral vision is not blurry at all. The ultra-clear wide-angle is 1160x2248, and the pupils automatically adjust the focus. If the human body is not too weak, Han Baiyi can even use the Lingmu to draw the moon in the photo.
The combination of spiritual eyes and countless battle experiences has allowed him to achieve the observational ability that is beyond the limits of ordinary people today.
Facing Master Xianfeng's offensive, Han Baiyi seemed to be predicting the future, and the eyes of the fake emperor on the side were filled with excitement.
However, Master Xianfeng has his limits in terms of observation, but his absolute strength is much better than Han Baiyi.
Discovering Han Baiyi's powerful observation ability that was almost prophetic, Master Xianfeng narrowed his eyes, stepped back two steps, clenched a fist with one hand and put it at the same level as his temple, and pressed the other hand on the front of his waist.
The body was flashing with a faint red light.
"The Appearance of the Yaksha."
Master Xianfeng's voice was low, and his roar seemed to contain infinite echoes, which vibrated in Han Baiyi's mind, and his body suddenly glowed red.
Han Baiyi's eyes remained calm.
After experiencing countless reincarnation battles, Han Baiyi not only figured out the possible precursor movements of Xianfeng Boxing, but also roughly figured out the strength of Master Xianfeng.
The [Yaksha Appearance] in front of you is one of the secrets of the Immortal Peak.
Its effect is roughly comparable to that of the unique prop [Yaksha Candy] in Sekiro World.
[Yaksha sugar: greatly strengthens the attack power and trunk attack power in a short period of time, but will greatly reduce the upper limit of blood volume and upper trunk]
[How to use: Bite the candy and assume the posture of "Yaksha Kill", and the protection of the inhuman soul will come to you. 】
Since Han Baiyi's original intention was to come here to improve his strength, he had not deliberately collected foreign objects from the Sekiro world, such as the flying snow of the gods mentioned before and the current Yasha candy.
This also caused Master Xianfeng to instantly surpass Han Baiyi with his weak physical fitness the moment he used the [Yaksha Form].
"Come die!"
The Immortal Peak Master's eyes were scarlet, and even his temper seemed to have become a lot more violent. Cloud waves opened under his feet, and he was furious.
Bang bang bang.
As soon as he got closer, Immortal Peak Master immediately struck out with three palms in a row. Each palm seemed to leave a scarlet afterimage in mid-air, and he was surrounded by red air waves formed by the steaming blood.
Han Baiyi frowned slightly, holding Bai Leixu in front of him, and quickly dodged the first two palms. It was not until the last moment when his body movement speed could not keep up with the reaction of his spiritual eyes that he immediately drew his sword and pointed the blade towards the monk.
Skinny palms.
A palm fell.
When the monk's withered palm met the blade of the tear-worshiping blade, there was a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.
However, Han Baiyi was not surprised at all. He opened the teardrops fiercely, and a series of blood beads suddenly floated on his withered palms. He could faintly see the white bones in the palms of Master Xianfeng's palms.
Han Baiyi's eyes were calm.
Of course, it is impossible for human hands to resist metal. The sound of gold and iron just struck the bones of the human hand on the Immortal Peak.
However, for some unknown reason, Master Xianfeng's hand bones were quite hard. Even if Han Baiyi wanted to kill him first while he was in the irritable and irritable [Yaksha Phase], he was blocked by the hard hand bones.
If you look closely, you can see that although the muscles in the palm of the hand are broken, the bones in the hand are as white as jade.
The knife just struck didn't leave any trace.
Very unphysical.
Master Xianfeng's eyes were cold, and he didn't pay attention to the pain in his palms. However, the large amount of blood transpired made his immortal body somewhat unable to bear it. The immortal insects in his body kept making strange noises for some unknown reason.
sound.
Han Baiyi returned the same indifferent look. Until now, probably dozens of reincarnations had passed, and he had never killed the opponent once.
It's not uncommon for one of his limbs to be seriously injured like this, but he also paid a heavy price every time. This reincarnation is a good start.
If you work harder and experience a few more reincarnations, you should be able to kill him.
With this thought in his mind, Han Baiyi was full of ideas. Facing Master Xianfeng who was full of blood, he cut him down with one strike.
Master Xianfeng's face remained calm, his hands were in front of him, his eyes locked on the long knife in Han Baiyi's hand.
At this time, Master Xianfeng had already regarded the man in front of him as his biggest enemy on the road to enlightenment, and he did not ignore him in the slightest.
'What a terrifying young man...but he was able to achieve this level in just a few decades.'
'However, it's not even close to...'
As thoughts were going through his mind, Master Xianfeng's eyes suddenly froze, and his body suddenly froze in place.
Han Baiyi chopped off the monk's head with his sword, slicing the monk from his left shoulder to his right abdomen like tofu.
The undead insects in his body were also cut off.
One knife works wonders.
However, at the moment when the sword fell, both the person who was cutting the person and the person who was cut in half had a look of disbelief and astonishment in their eyes.
Before Han Baiyi could recover from his daze, a bright long knife stained with blood pierced him through his vest.
The fake Yuzi's eyes turned white, like the body of a drowned person who had just been fished out, but there was an elusive smile on his face.
"Pfft... vomit..."
Han Baiyi vomited out a large mouthful of blood, his heart and left lung were penetrated, and the blood poured into his mouth one after another due to the pressure in the body.
He endured the pain and turned around with difficulty.
Then I saw the weird look on Fake Miko's face.
"You...who are you..."
"I?"
The fake Miko's mouth sounded like a mature woman's voice that was completely different from hers, seductive and slightly hoarse.
"Aren't you guys always looking for me?"
"I am the one you want to kill..."
The female voice seems to have a bit of playfulness, which is completely inconsistent with her mature and attractive voice, but it gives people a strange natural feeling, with a slightly long note.
"...Sakura Dragon."
The sound on the word 'ah' is slightly softer, leaving an accent.
With a movement of his little hand, the Hundred Thousand Soul Sword curled and twisted around Han Baiyi's back.
Han Baiyi's eyes almost split open.
Even if he gritted his teeth, blood could not stop flowing from his mouth.
But thoughts kept flowing in my mind.
The mantis stalks the cicada, followed by the oriole.
No wonder Xianfeng Feng froze...
It turns out that she was waiting for the opportunity?
Thinking of it at the end, Han Baiyi looked deeply into those white eyes.
He could almost hear the screams coming from Feng's body.