Chapter 15: The Blade Waltz
The golden embroidered robe dotted with dragon patterns shifted in the wind along the swing of Ye Yan, and the gold beads were tied. The robe swaying in the wind, revealing the iron armor, someone asked curiously. "You get what you want, but why do you insist on turning back? ”
"Someone is worried about you, little bastard, like your old buddy. Ye pushed away the thunder, squinting and teasing.
"Let me ask you more, you just did. As long as everyone turns a blind eye, we can live a good life for each other. "You-eating brute. Lan Feng shouted.
"I also want to make a real justification. "-"Shut your stinky mouth!" Bai Qianfan stretched out his hand, and a wave of light shone on Ye Yan's face. But the result seemed to have had little effect on him, only slightly raising a few strands of his hair.
Ye Yan closed his eyes in fright, "Wow, magic magic." ”
The brothers' faces were as cold as shabby, and the same result of the second shot was suffocating.
"It seems that we overestimate each other," taunted each other.
"Do you use any strength. ”
"I used it, this guy is weird. ”
Two waves of light, the two of them bowed down and flew out of the dimension. Ye Yan moved Lei's body out of the dimensional wall and waved his hand to fix it on the wall, "I'll deal with you later." ”
The two brothers quickly helped themselves to their feet.
"True aristocrats don't just shoot at the weak, old rules, I'll give you a chance to choose. With a snap of his fingers, a knight's sword was thrown in front of the two of them, "Pick it up." "Ye Yan has already set up an offensive posture.
Look at me, I glared at you, Bai decided to go first, Lan Feng's hesitation foreshadowed the answer he didn't want to say.
Someone hesitantly picked up the sword, looked up at Ye Yan, and said something in his mouth.
"Yes, copy the spell, maybe you can copy it to my moves. Don't want to strike first, hurry, attack it!"
The two faced each other, and they couldn't hold back their anxious white - "uh... Ha!" "A knife slashed over, Ye Yan held the long sword horizontally, blocked this hard blow, stabbed with a backhand, collected the move in vain, and blocked it.
The sword slipped and fell, and he changed to a sword in his left hand, easily picking up the white weapon. "Pick it up!"
The latter picked up the long sword again, clenched his hands, turned over and slashed hard, Ye Yan saw through and parried. "Ahh
"Woo! It seems that you have learned the true meaning! Mr. Knight, come and guess, since you are the eldest disciple, Mr. Nalan is the junior junior brother. Someone plucked up his courage again, raised his long sword, roared wildly, sprinted over, and was perfectly caught by Ye Yan's reverse sword. "Your sword can't win me!"
Qianfan swept the ground and swirled, stabbing straight with the bow, aiming at the heart. Ye Yan took a step back, raised his sword, cocked his body, blocked a sword, and picked up the hilt of the sword. "I'm guessing you're in a hurry to use magic. "One foot over, right in the center of the fossa. "You can't learn if you're not conventional, kid. ”
"Come again!" the eyes were red with killing and rage, prompted by the experience of such a fiasco.
Ye Yan put his hand behind his back, "I'm going to stab you underneath." ”
Bai does not believe in evil, rampage, and his calf perfectly bears the sword wound. "I told you what I was going to attack. ”
"Don't try to mess with my mind!"
"Really?" Ye slashed in, like a tango dance, his feet quickened and shifted, and the sword rested on his white shoulder. "Why do you have to work so hard, it's not over when you go back with your things, this person is a waste person as you said, why not hand him over to me. ”
Qianfan didn't dare to move much.
"Maybe we can be friends, Mr. Bai. ”
The wrist conjured a dagger, leaned over and stabbed it in the abdomen, and was firmly held halfway, blood spilled from the wrist, soaking Ye Yan's leather hand. The latter was afraid, the two sides were deadlocked, and the dagger was intended to be held by Pei Gong! Ye Yan let go violently, and the dagger cut his elbow, but when he saw the sword body suddenly, he was busy parrying, and his thigh was cut again, and he dragged his leg back three steps.
White holds a dagger and stabs horizontally, slashes with a long sword, and looks at each other. Block the sword, hold the right elbow, stab it in the throat, and the clouds flow.
Look at each other. The two of them stopped at this moment, "Uh...", holding down the dagger, hard to believe that they were defeated.
"White!" seemed to be called out to me, the words were so partial that I couldn't make a sound, I wanted to turn my head, the sword passed, and the white head rolled to the ground, and my eyes stayed on the red carpet.
"I gave you a chance!" a sword flower, stained with sword blood spilled on the ground.
A low footstep slowly walked towards Lan, "What you gain, you must lose." I don't regret what I've fought for! The blade of the sword pointed directly at Lan Feng's jaw, he was still in the grief of losing his brother, the loss of the barrier of the flood embankment raged on his face, and it was not another partner who had fought for it, for a better future.
Falling with a sword, the cowboy baby rushed in with ***, and a revolver bullet hit. Ye Yan stood up for the sword to block it, and his body did not waver. In the fog, there is no confusion, and the smile is calm.
The bullet pierced through the fog shadow, Ye Yan leaned back, and the third shot came head-on, and the sword blade split it in two.
The three people who broke through to the door, the last one to walk out was the baby - his chest was cold, and when he glanced down, his upper body was already pierced.
Drawing his sword, Ye Yan launched a pursuit.
"Let's go!" The baby hugged his calf fiercely, and Ye Yan couldn't break free for a while.
Seeing the figure drift away, he suddenly broke away vigorously and kicked to the ground. The baby still wanted to get up, stepped on his chest with his big foot, and the sword heart aimed at his throat and inserted it little by little.
Blood poured out of his mouth, and his head fluttered.
The cowboy pulled Lan away, "You go!" as he saw that he was about to cross the corridor. Looking back with a revolver, shoot quickly... The light and shadow flickered, and the head fell to the ground, rolling the angry face. "Is this also your friend?" looked at Ray, who didn't get a response, just closed his eyes.
"Where are you going? Lan hid instantly, Ye Yan snapped his fingers, and all doors and windows were closed. "I'm right here, my friend, don't you want to avenge your brother?" he walked down the stairs on the second floor, holding Shiro's head in his hand.