The sand mixed with the blood and stuck to Blazing Red's face. It's hot and humid.

There was a sharp pain in his legs, and at this moment he could no longer stand up, and could only lie on the sand, like a bird that could not fly in a quagmire.

Throwing aside the [Red Silk] in his hand, he supported the sand with both hands, and almost tried to stand up, but he fell down because of the pain.

For him, the red tassel is just a tool for killing......

It was only because it was convenient and suitable to use that this weapon was chosen.

For her, his marksmanship is only based on the ** of killing, not that he is not strong enough, but ............

In Alice's words, if you really want to pursue the realm of military path...... Looks like...... I still owe a little bit of enlightenment.

Lost.

The first fair win of guns and swords was won by Alice, the knight of Sword Street.

Looking at the fiery red wound struggling on the ground, Alice couldn't bear it anymore as if she was looking at something filthy.

Turning your gaze away from here, you don't even have the thought of killing your enemies............

The blonde girl walked alone on the beach in armor and walked back to the smiling duo.

"Yo, congratulations, I'm back unscathed. ”

"Ha, Your Excellency's swordsmanship is skillful, courageous, and eye-opening. ”

Eyes............ Indeed, such a battle may not be able to be seen again in this life.

Ignoring Aoyama's congratulations, Alice just said sullenly to Yixin: "It's over." ”

Seeing Alice's sullen look, Aoyama always felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

There was a feeling in the dark that told him that he was swinging his sword in order to prevent such a young girl from swinging his sword.

And the girls who fought so hard have now won unscathed, if they still have a bitter gourd face......

It's too depressing.

So, he spoke again, "You are really...... If you win, you won, why do you look like you're constipated? Now that you've decided to live for the sword. It's not about psychological pressure and guilt, it's about being happy, right?"

Reading between the lines, in a few words, Alice's expression as she looked at Aoyama was much soothed.

Perhaps, it is the breeze and waves behind him that are refreshing.

"You win, smile a little more. Smile. ”

Seeing Qingshan with the moonlight on her back, that puzzled expression of 'why not' relieved Alice of the pressure of slashing.

I don't know that I feel the warmth of the old days from that tenderness like water.

I still just think that if I don't smile, Qingshan will be very annoyed next, so I ............

The girl, who was still very awkward, stood in the moonlight, barely squeezing out a smile that looked a little distorted.

Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack.

A round of applause, not too fast, not too slow, rang out not far away.

Yao Wanli, who was still sitting on the rocky reef, looked calm, and he couldn't see how much this victory or defeat had affected his heart.

In fact, it was all still in his plans.

What is the plan? It's a horse race.

That's right, it's Tian Ji horse racing, long before the battle began, the order of these appearances had been secretly set by Yao Wanli.

He calculated that the last guy on the other side must have been injured and was in Wen Cun's strength, that is to say, the order of the Sword Sect's appearance would be in descending order.

Upper, middle, lower.

And on his own side, there is no doubt that Lie Hongchuang, who is only interested in killing, is an inferior horse.

Using this inferior horse to lose to the opponent's superior horse, and then using your own superior horse to defeat the opponent's medium horse, and finally letting Zilong's medium horse defeat the opponent's inferior horse, this is the best battle

Outline.

This is the rational deployment and tactical use.

And using all kinds of tactics and stratagems, whether overt or covertly, they all went all out to consider the reputation and social status of the three guns, and it was no one else who alone respected the three guns to this point.

It was he who ———— the head of the three guns, Yao Wanli!

Fifty years ago, three guns had struck together, only to be defeated by an unknown swordsman.

After that, the three guns simply retired and no longer held the guns.

Yao Wanli, who inherited one of the three guns from his father since he was a child, swore a poisonous oath, even if the heavens and the earth are destroyed, even if the people and gods are angry, even if there is no humanity, even if it uses dirty means.

Certainly, it will be up to him to lead the three guns to a stronger height, to shame the Snow family!!

To put it bluntly, Yao Wanli is the pillar of the three guns, without Yao Wanli, there would be no three guns today!

With his hands on his knees and a spear between his arms, Yao Wanli slowly stood up, still with a confident hypocrisy on his face.

"Ah, it's really amazing, amazing, I didn't expect that I could have such attainments at such a young age, and I could defeat one of the three famous guns......"

With that, his smile also stopped, and he took off the gray sweatshirt on his shoulder, revealing the bronze snakeskin shirt inside, and walked forward with his gun and walked towards the vicinity of the red wound.

A little silver light shone not far from the ground, giving hope to the wounded lying on the ground.

"Thousands of miles...... Save me...... I don't want to die...... I also want to kill more people......"

Ignoring the gasping and bleeding Lie Hong, Yao Wanli continued to say to the three of them..................

"The little girl is not only superb in swordsmanship, but also has a chivalrous spirit, does not kill the opponent, in the next admiration, this first game, even if no one died, I represent the three guns, admit that it was our defeat. ”

After saying that, he threw it casually and put the gray sweatshirt he had just taken off on the red wound that was about to crawl to his feet.

Then he looked at the sweatshirt with a pair of cold-blooded animal-like snake eyes, and said in a cold tone to the fierce red chuangs at his feet: "red chuang, I am very grateful for your contributions to the three guns so far, this battle, this way, hard work." ”

Then, with a lift of his foot, he kicked the red tassel up, held it in his right hand, and the tip of the spear turned upside down, clutching it tightly.

Yixin frowned, and Aoyama also noticed the strange atmosphere.

It's murderous.

"However, there is no weak person with three guns, and there is no need for weak people. ”

Poof.

The sharp tip of the red tassel passed through Yao Wanli's gray sweatshirt, and in less than a moment, the sweatshirt was dyed red, and the person under the sweatshirt ............ There was no action either.

Then, as if something had been done, as if something was worth having.

Yao Wanli's grim face finally appeared with a sincere smile.

He let go of the hand holding the spear and let the red tassel stick into the head of its original owner, then lifted his spear, placed it behind his waist, and provocatively stuck out his tongue at the three sword sects in front of him............

"Come on, next, who's up?"

An evil glow emanated from the snake's eyes, constantly wandering over the bodies of the three of them.

Looking at the corpse of the red wound on the ground, and the piece of sand that was dyed red, Zilong silently looked away and looked at Qingshan's slightly unhappy expression now.

"This guy...... I actually killed my friend who was still saved............"

A nameless anger filled Aoyama's heart, and under the urging of a boring sense of justice, a killing intent and black spiritual power once again permeated out............

Seeing that Qingshan's sword fingers had already been compared, there was also a black mist on his fingertips, and he almost wanted to step forward to face the battle............

There was a man who stepped out a moment before him.

The clogs stepped on the wet sand, and the sea breeze blew all over the sleeves,

Pour in the kimono and make it look like Ichishin is standing in the whirlpool of a hurricane.

As long as he continues to swing his sword, he will not be able to leave this ...... for a day A maelstrom of killing.

"Aoyama...... Don't make a move. ”

"Well, it's ......!"

Qingshan's anger rises in his heart, and evil is born in his guts, it is just that he is still unfinished, and when he is about to explode, how can it be stopped by ordinary people?

Ordinary people can't do it.

But Yixin is not an ordinary person, let alone an ordinary swordsman!!!

Aoyama didn't even finish saying anything when he saw Yixin's unusual face.

The bangs that parted from the middle to both sides seemed to have been cut open by something sharp, and there was still a sharp cold glow flashing in the eyes of the sword eyebrows, as if the place where the gaze could reach was something to be cut.

"I'll take him down. ”

Between the lines of the concise words, a sword aura burst out, presumably just by looking at this expression, some young people were about to be cut off, and they were scared.

Call..................

Exhaling lightly, Ichishin's angular chin resembled the tip of an inverted sword, the blade connecting to the ears and parting to the sides.

Worthy of the name, people are like a sword, this is - Beicun Yixin!!

"Qingshan, you don't look calm enough, not as cold as the blade, that guy's words and actions are nothing to me, and there is no grudge between us. ”

Gently put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and in an instant, the sword aura and murderous aura emanating from Yixin's body were intertwined, making Alice, who was wearing armor on the side, feel a little terrifying.

"But, the one who stands in my way...... All............ It's all about dying. ”

Aoyama's and Alice's expressions froze.

The two of them, who opened their mouths slightly and unconsciously began to breathe through their mouths, couldn't help but admire in their hearts at the same time.

Kitamura Isshin............

It was the first time I had seen him hold a knife seriously at close range......

What a terrible and courageous ............

Hmmm——————

Simply pulled the knife out of the scabbard, and held the knife in his hand with both hands with thick muscular forearms, step by step, approaching Yao Wanli's position..................

Wait until there are seven or eight clogs left on the sand before stopping.

That's it, what Yixin deduced, Yao Wanli's attack range ............

Step by step, they approached the enemy like a walking sword.

Now the green mountains can be felt, no, not only can they be felt, but they can also be seen clearly.

The sharp aura is compelling, the terrifying sword aura emanating from Yixin's body, and the unique fighting aura of a strong man exuded from Yao Wanli's body............

Before the two of them could fight, the two breaths had already begun to collide, and they were trying to tear and devour each other.

He didn't expect that Yixin's swordsmanship would be of such a standard.

There is no bottom in his heart, Qingshan secretly thought to himself, I'm afraid ............ In terms of his swordsmanship attainments, his heart is never below himself, and he may be above himself!

Alice was also snatched away from the two of them, and she felt that she could feel a frightening tension just by looking at each other's postures............

It seems that if you are not careful, you will die here.

The concentration and willpower of the two people in the center of the battlefield are by no means comparable to ordinary people............

A smile appeared on the corner of Yao Wanli's mouth.

He thought to himself............

It's amazing, just this confrontation, you can feel it, your spirit and skill are superb, it's amazing, you're a man worthy of being a stepping stone for three guns, just let me see............

How much are you capable of!!