"Mortal Slash" is the most basic move in the soul flow swordsmanship, the human sword is one, and the high-speed rush advances, killing the opponent before he reacts. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This trick does not have much technical content, mainly focusing on the word "fast", fast knife and quick chop, simple, rough, but effective.

The premise is that you can hit it.

At high speeds, time seems to slow down. Therefore, Nalan Yu raised his feet, turned sideways, and avoided the dashing track of the demon dreams by a fraction of a second, and these demon dreams were all in his eyes.

I saw it, but it was too late to adjust.

The biggest disadvantage of the "slash in the present world" is that it only cuts straight lines, and once the knife is out, there is no room for adjustment. Even if there is an abyss in front of you, you have to rush over it hard, and you can't stop.

As a result, the demon dream swept past Nalan Twilight like a wind, and with a swing of the knife, it was completely slashed into the air.

"You remember, the faster you go, the harder it is to stop. ”

Nalan Twilight's voice came from his ears.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to remind you that you've already died once. ”

Hearing this, Youmeng hurriedly straightened up, and was about to turn around, when suddenly a cold touch came from his neck. When he looked down, he saw that the small silver-white dinner knife was stuck in his neck.

Frightened, Youmeng lifted the short knife, the Bailou Sword, neither turned around nor looked back, and stabbed directly to the upper left of the top of his head with a backhand.

She was much shorter than Nalan Twilight, and the back of her head was just against Nalan Twilight's chest when the two of them were standing close to each other. And the position where she stabbed with this knife was impartial, and it was Nalan Twilight's heart.

It's a pity that a knife stabbed past, but there was no real feeling of stabbing on the arm. The dinner knife stuck in his neck was forced away, however, Nalan Twilight's attack did not end there.

"The second time. ”

His voice reached Yume's ears first, and then she felt some sharp object against her back.

"Damn!"

Youmeng roared unwillingly, swept behind him with his twin knives. She wanted to use it to slash Nalan Twilight, or at least force him away.

Unfortunately, both of these goals were unsuccessful.

When she stopped and steadied herself, Nalan Twilight stood in front of her, smiling at her. The two of them were not more than a foot apart, but they couldn't even swing the Louguan Sword, and the distance was dangerously short.

"You're wondering, why is this guy standing in such a position and still not being cut, isn't it?" Nalan said with a smile, "The reason is very simple, I just squatted down." ”

"You bastard!"

This joking-like attitude made Youmeng feel humiliated, and she suddenly became angry, and she was about to stab Nalan Twilight when she lifted the White House Sword, but Unexpectedly, Nalan Twilight took another step forward, and the whole person was attached to her. With this knife, she went directly between Nalan Twilight's arm and torso.

Nalan Hui folded his arms and firmly clamped the hand holding the Bailou Sword in Demon Meng's armpit. Then, with his free other hand, he stuck the small knife on Youmeng's neck again.

"The third time. Nalan Twilight whispered in Youmeng's ear, "I want to know how many times you can 'die' if you fight me." ”

In this state, one of Youmeng's two knives was completely locked, the other was useless, and her neck was stuck by the blade - her situation at the moment can be described as a complete desperate situation.

In the eyes of Youmeng, Nalan Twilight's image gradually distorted, becoming slender, pitch-black, covered in scales, spitting letters, and finally turning into a huge black snake.

His tactics are like snakes, pressing step by step, making deadly moves, winding, tightening, and then strangled. Demon Dream has the ability to be empty, but there is nowhere to do it, she can hear the sobs of the Bailou Sword and the Louguan Sword, but she can't wave them anymore.

Unable to move, unable to breathe, a strong sense of powerlessness invaded her body.

She had been entangled in a python.

She tilted her head, gritted her teeth, and stared at Nalan with her eyes. She really doesn't want to throw in the towel, but at the moment, there is very little she can do.

As for Nalan Twilight, this guy has always maintained his suppression of her, and he has not relaxed, and it can be seen that he is waiting for Youmeng to take the initiative to show weakness before letting go.

What a guy with a bad head.

"Oh, isn't that checkmate!"

Marisa, who was sitting in the audience, first took a "puff" and spit the grape skin in her mouth onto the lawn, and then commented with a big grin.

"Youmeng, this guy is so stupid. Reimu shook his head and said, "If it were me, I would just throw my knife and fight him hand-to-hand, so I wouldn't have lost so humiliatingly." This guy is completely restrained by his own knife. ”

"What do you mean by that?" asked Marisa, turning her head.

"You can't even see this? Oh, so you're stupid, you're really not smart!"

"Damn, I'm going to ask if you're going to be beaten up too?" Marisa exclaimed with an aggrieved expression, "Are you going to say it or not!"

"In the past, when I was training with the shrine maidens of the first generation, she used to say this to me," Reimu said slowly, "'Enemies with weapons are best dealt with, because they can only fight with the weapons in their hands.'" ”

"What do you mean?"

"That is to say, a person with a knife can only cut people with a knife, and a person with a gun can only shoot people with a gun. These guys trust the weapons in their hands too much, and once the performance of the weapon can't be used, they will be caught blind immediately, understand?"

"Huh?"

When Marisa heard this, she exclaimed:

"Isn't that what you're talking about?"

"It's great that you have self-knowledge. ”

It was Alice, who had been watching from the sidelines all along, who said this, and only heard her say:

"Reimu is right, the reason why Youmu is so embarrassed is because she must fight with a knife. Nalan Yu's thinking is very clear, that is, stick to you and fight, so that you can't swing a knife. At this time, if you throw a knife and fight him at close range, the effect may be even better. But ......"

Alice said, and smiled a little helplessly:

"With her self-esteem, it's impossible to lose the knife, right?"

"Sure, look at her like that!" Marisa said, pointing to the gnashing and struggling Yume, "If she knew how to be flexible, she wouldn't have been so stubborn, ......would she?"

"Why do you think that?" Alice looked at Marisa in surprise.

"Why can't I think that? Don't you think that Youmeng can turn defeat into victory?"

"No, I think Nalan will win. However, he will not win so easily. ”

"Huh?"

"Let's take a good look, this scene is still going on. ”

This sentence did not reach the battlefield in the distance, and it reached Nalan Twilight's ears.

So he was still sure that he had a chance to win.

"I think," he said, his face full of victorious calm, "that you should almost admit your defeat, right?"

"Not yet, I haven't lost yet!"

Demon Dream shouted, and tried to pull out the hand holding the Bailou Sword again, but to no avail.

"There's no point!" Nalan said with a smile, "Our strength is not at the same level at all, as long as I don't let you go, you will fight until tomorrow morning, and it will be impossible for you to break free..... Huh?"

Just when he was extremely proud, Nalan suddenly leaned over and fell forward, but was pushed from behind. The push came without warning, and more importantly, even with a keen eye as Nalan Twilight, he didn't notice that someone was standing behind him—this was not normal.

Taking advantage of his leaning forward and his center of gravity unstable, Youmeng raised his leg and kicked him on the knee, forcing him to kneel on one knee, and she herself took the opportunity to withdraw her arm and widen the distance between the two with a backward jump.

"A sneak attack from behind is not my way, it is not my way to succumb to a strong enemy, and it is not my will, Your Excellency Nalan, it is rude!"

Youmeng stood in front of Nalan Yu and bowed deeply. Then, she handed the white mansion short knife to the other person who walked up to her.

The other one, Demon Dream.

"Doppelganger. ”

Nalan Yu stood up, looked at the girl in front of her, who looked and dressed like a soul demon dream, and smiled.

"I'm still wondering where your mochi-like half-spirit has gone. He still, in a relaxed tone like an outing, said, "It turns out that I hid and brewed such a hand!"

"Your strength is indeed superior, and you are ashamed of yourself, but," Youmeng said, holding the Louguan sword tightly with both hands and raising it in front of him, "The behavior of fighting with a table knife is still unacceptable!"

"It's all said, this is my weapon, why are you so serious?"

"It's useless to talk too much, the mystery of the soul flow swordsmanship, please understand!"

"Just let the horses come, I'll be merciful!"