Chapter Seventy-Seven: Torture and Killing
The dark guard urged the dagger to attack him again, and Yi Che hurriedly stuffed an elixir into his mouth, enduring the pain and urging the ghost shadow step. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The dark guard looked at Yi Che, who was almost on the verge of despair, and was not in a hurry, slowly teasing like a cat and mouse.
Rather than stabbing his enemy to death with a dagger, he prefers to take his time to admire the look of the opponent in a desperate situation.
This may be his only joy as a shadow.
Shout.
Another cut was made on his right arm.
The sailors were shaking in pain.
If it goes on like this, there is only one result, that is, being teased to death by the other party.
Yi Che once again urged the ghost step, and every time he dodged the attack of the dark guard, he was closing the distance between himself and him.
Calculating the interval between himself and the Dark Guard, Yi Che did a backflip, and countless water droplets appeared in the air.
The dark guard looked at the water attribute spells floating in the air and smiled.
The spell of the unity period, even if she smashes it for her while standing, she will only be smashed a little painfully.
The divine sense sensed that Xun Ziyan, who had fallen into defeat behind him, and the dark guard didn't dare to waste any more time, and directly prepared to urge the dagger to give Yi Che the final blow, but the dark guard, who originally thought it was a small spell, opened his eyes in horror.
Advanced spells, needle drops!
It is equivalent to a full blow of the stagnation period!
The dark guard didn't dare to hold it up, and after opening the spiritual shield, he was stabbed by Duan Blade's leg wound.
The sharp pain spread down his right leg and all over his body, and the secret guard froze.
Damn it!
I had to be seriously injured.
As if the Dark Guard had foreseen the end, all his attention was focused on the needle-dropping technique and the strengthening of the spiritual shield.
Whoa......
The needle drop technique smashed into the spiritual shield, and it was easily blocked. There is no imaginary attack power at all. Not even one percent of the power of needle dropping.
Belch......
The dark guard was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought that Yi Che was just a monk in the Unity Period, how could he use the spell of the Condensation Period!
I was deceived.
The dark guard was furious and looked ahead, but he didn't see Yi Che's figure.
Stab......
The sound of the shield being pierced came to my ears, and then my chest was cold. The Dark Guard looked down at the white blade that came out of his chest in a daze, with his warm bloodstains.
Taking advantage of the moment when the other party was stunned in place, Yi Che turned the hilt of the sword like water, wanting to directly stir his heart.
I just used the last one to disturb the other party's mind with a fake talisman. The opponent has a wound on his leg, and it is not convenient to act quickly, so Yi Che will be hit with one blow.
How could the Dark Guard do what she wanted.
Now with Yi Che's sword, he will never be able to die, but if he breaks his heart, he will have no way to live at all.
Alchemy, hardening his right hand, grabs the blade that emerges through his chest, stopping Yi Che's intentions.
The two were at a stalemate for a long time.
Although the strength of the dark guard is greater than that of Yi Che, the sword is in his body, and if his strength exceeds Yi Che too much, the blade will directly turn in the opposite direction in his body.
Suddenly, the forgotten dagger rose into the air and slashed straight at Yi Che's head, if Yi Che didn't let go, he would cut off his head without hesitation.
Yi Che was hesitating, a sword qi broke through the air, the dagger was easily split into two, and all spiritual power was lost.
Yi Che looked at Duan Jianzhi, but in an instant, he had already slashed Xun Ziyan under the sword, and seeing that Yi Che and the dark guard were deadlocked, he immediately came to support.
Seeing that the general situation was not good, a stream of spiritual power appeared in his right hand, and he slammed towards Yi Che along the blade.
When he successfully blasted Yi Che away, the wound on his chest changed from a thin layer of sword blades to a hole the thickness of his thumb.
Quickly split Ruoshui in two, and when he was about to escape, his right leg was cold.
Then the whole person fell to his knees weakly.
In horror, he looked at his right leg, which had fallen to the side.
Duan Zhizhi actually directly cut off his right leg entirely.
A desperate pain came from a neat wound in the right leg.
Duan Zhizhi held the sword and released a sword qi at will, and the right leg that fell to the side instantly exploded and turned into minced meat.
What could be more desperate than watching your limbs being chopped off one by one, and then watching them turn to minced meat.
Yi Che looked away, and with the last "bang", the dark guard was completely dead.
Looking at the blood stains distributed on the ground in an explosive manner, Yi Che was inexplicably gaged.
Duan Zhizhi shook off the blood stains on the chasing wind, and after putting it into the sheath, he stepped forward and bent down to pick up Ruoshui, which was broken in two.
With a look of "I'm very unhappy", he returned it to Yi Che: "Your sword is broken." ā
"Ah, it's broken." Yi Che's face was a little pale, the fight between the two was only a stick of incense, and in the end, if it wasn't for Duan Blade's quick battle to kill Xun Ziyan to help, then he would have been a different ending.
"The sword is the foundation of life. Now your sword is broken. ā
"Karma?" Yi Che looked at Duan Jianzhi inexplicably.
"The sword is in the people, and the sword is dead."
After Duan Zhizhi finished saying these eight words, Yi Che's back was cold.
I actually forgot that Duan Jianzhi was a sword idiot.
Sword dead? Duan Zhizhi won't let himself be buried with Ruoshui.
looked at Duan Zhizhi and looked at himself expressionlessly. Yi Che hurriedly dragged Ruoshui from his hand, holding two swords in both hands, his eyes were sad, and he almost cried.
"From the early stage of the gathering of spirits to the period of unity, how many days and nights have you fought side by side with me, because of you, I have been able to save the day several times, but I didn't expect ......"
When Yi Che wiped away his non-existent tears, he secretly glanced at Duan Jianzhi, and saw that his expression was a little loose, and immediately said even harder.
"Now that you're broken, I don't know if there's any way to make up for it." As he spoke, he grabbed his chest and looked heartbroken. There were already two deep wounds on his body, and the constant bleeding and constant pain made Yi Che's face look very pale, and his whole face twitched.
Duan Jianzhi was moved, took a few steps forward, patted Yi Che's shoulder lightly with his hand, and said in a low voice: "I didn't expect you to be such a sword lover." Don't worry, this time it's because of me that your sword will be like this. When I return to the Heavenly Cloud Sect, I will find a way to compensate your spirit sword. ā
It turned out that in Duan Blade's eyes, the spirit sword was more important than himself. His wounds were bleeding all the time, and his white clothes were about to be dyed bloody, didn't Duan Jianzhi see it!
Yi Che put Ruoshui's broken sword body into the storage ring, and after breathing a sigh of relief, the whole person was in a trance, and the pain in his waist reminded him of the danger of the battle just now. My waist felt like it was going to be broken.
Feeling that I couldn't control the balance of my body, the whole person finally fell to the right, and the world was spinning. Subconsciously grabbed Duan Blade's side, trying to find a point where he could borrow strength.
Seeing that Yi Che grabbed the hand chasing the wind, his eyes were swelling, but when he saw Yi Che's pale face, he didn't make a move, but just took two steps back.
Yiche "......"