Chapter 16: Assassin's Creed!

The scene fell silent for a while, the smoke and dust drifted by, and Yan Yan left a ground of broken bones behind him, staring fixedly at the centurion heroic spirit who walked out slowly from behind a row of tents in front of him, and the restless murderous aura turned into a strong wind, showing the irrepressible anger of this centurion heroic spirit.

Bursts of murderous aura swept in front of Yan Yan like a steel knife scraping his face, thinking of this guy's encirclement and interception of himself and the old knife over the past year, which caused Yan Yan to be irritable and angry from his heart.

"MD, it's endless, I'll get you done this time!"

The more irritable he was, the calmer Yan Yan became, and he was determined to turn into a knife and axe and split the obstacles in front of him!

Yan Yan clenched the short knife of Ryu Yiwen with both hands and his chest, his center of gravity sank, and he bent his knees to accumulate strength.

"Die for me!"

The afterimage faded away, the sword flashed, there was no superfluous action, it was just the simplest horizontal slash, but it really made the centurion Heroic Spirit stunned.

Because Yan Yan is more than one line faster than him in terms of speed, the speed is fast, and the knife is faster!

The last moment is as motionless as a mountain, the next moment is galloping, and the distance of ten steps is just a blink of an eye!

"Bang...... While...... Ding Ding ...... Bang......"

It seemed that the afterimage in Yan Yan's hand slashed out a knife, but more than a dozen cold lights suddenly exploded in front of the centurion Heroic Spirit with a sound of breaking the air, and the two of them fought together in an instant, and the sound of gold and iron fighting was endless.

Between the tents, only the flickering figures of the two people in the shadow of the sword light and hammer could be seen, as well as the continuous splashing of sparks.

The centurion hero's golden gourd copper hammer body is quite large, offensive and defensible, one move and one style are powerful and heavy, and there is no strong and fierce force.

The scorching knife momentum was like a raging storm, and a hundred knives had come out in an instant, and the whole body was like a knife wheel turning, and the cold light was shining.

However, the cold light gradually subsided, the centurion heroic spirit was strong, the weight was light, and the timing and angle of the hammer were just right, so that Yan Yankong had killing skills, but they were all blocked by the hammer body in front of him, waiting for work, as if the copper wall could not be broken.

Yan Yan flashed the wind brought up by the copper hammer in front of him, his figures were staggered, and the two sides stood separately.

Yan Yan was a little out of breath, while the centurion on the other side straightened his waist calmly, as if to say that the fierce fight just now was just a warm-up.

"One force will drop ten......"

Yan Yan looked solemnly at the two huge golden melon copper hammers and muttered to himself.

"No, it's not just his strength!"

The strength of the centurion heroic spirit is great, but the weight acceleration of the two golden gourd copper hammers cannot be ignored, and the restraint of the hammer on the weapon is great, not only can it not break the defense, but it also makes Yan Yan suffer a lot of countershock, and his chest is stuffy, as if there is a stream of reverse blood in his throat.

Yan Yan's blood was surging, but his mind was extremely calm. Thoughtfully turning his aching wrist, the short knife in his hand was slowly turning.

The centurion looked at the Yan Yan who was slowing down in front of him, although this kid was stiffened by his own shock, but his murderous aura was constantly rising, and his momentum was becoming more and more amazing.

Furious blades, swift speed, pervasive attacks, beastly instincts......

Over the past year, I have been confronted by this kid, constantly hindering him from subduing the old knife, but it is a deep impression, but ...... With such strength, it is inevitable that the progress is too fast.

Centurion Heroic Spirit felt that he was not as easy as he seemed, and if it weren't for the advantage of two golden gourd and copper hammers, it might have been difficult for him to win.

I have to say that Yan Yan's strength from scratch, the witnesses not only have old knives, but also centurion heroic spirits who continue to chase and kill them.

Thoughts flashed, and the centurion Heroic Spirit planned to fight quickly, and then strode towards Yan Yan, and the violent and swift hammer slammed down, passing through the afterimage of Yan Yan, and the aftermath of the aftermath was unabated.

"Knock...... Boom...... Boom!!! ”

With deafening reverberations and deep pits in the ground, the Centurion Heroic Spirit demonstrates his fierce and destructive power, constantly chasing down the flames that quickly dodge.

"Fierce? Then overcome rigidity with softness! ”

Yan Yan lowered his waist, calmly accelerated his speed and continued to dodge, quietly introducing the centurion heroic spirit into the encirclement of several camp tents, the sword flashed slightly, inadvertently cut a few ropes that fixed the camp tent, and covertly grabbed two hemp ropes connecting the camp tent.

Another blow of gale struck that covered the sky and the sun, Yan Yan retreated sideways, stepped on his feet quickly, jumped onto the tent, pulled the hemp rope violently, and brought a large piece of tattered canvas of the tent behind him, jumped high above the head of the centurion Heroic Spirit, and turned over and leaped.

And at the same time as Yan Yan Yu jumped over, the centurion Ying Ling completely ignored the canvas of the camp tent behind his back, and suddenly threw out a golden gourd and copper hammer in the air, with a rumbling wind pressure, and blasted straight into Yan Yan, who had nowhere to borrow strength in the air.

At such a close distance, Yan Yan could even feel the strong wind pressure of the golden gourd copper hammer rushing into the sky below, and when he was calculating the centurion heroic spirit, the other party was also looking for his flaws.

It's a matter of success or failure!

Yan Yan, who turned around to exert his strength, then looked at the afterglow and saw the golden gourd copper hammer with strong wind pressure under him attacking in the air, and also saw the centurion heroic spirit completely wrapped in a large canvas.

Yan Yan, who could have avoided with the help of the hemp rope in his hand, suddenly opened the corners of his mouth unconsciously, opened his jawbone, threw down the hemp rope, and laughed arrogantly:

"This is the life that Lao Tzu wants! Hahahaha! ”

Give up dodging and fight back head-on!

It danced almost on the tip of the knife of death, and the fear and excitement repeatedly hit the whole body, and the heart seemed to fly out of the body.

Yan Yan, who completely turned in the air, pressed the Ryu Yiwen short knife tightly against his chest with both hands, gritted his teeth, and slashed his fangs fiercely at the golden gourd copper hammer that blasted in front of him like a fierce beast hunting food.

"Dang Chang...... Multiply..... ......"

A tooth-aching sound of metal grinding suddenly sounded, and the sparkle of the hammer struck.

The violent shocks repeatedly clashed on Yan Yan's body like ripples, and in an instant, Yan Yan's body was covered with cracks, as if it would be completely shattered in the next second.

Severe pain and dizziness filled Yan Yan's whole body, but at this time, Yan Yan was extremely awake, and the blood in his body exploded and burned violently like cooking oil, becoming more and more enthusiastic!

Yan Yan shouted angrily like a beast king:

"Go back to Lao Tzu!! Flash!!! ”

Ryuichi's short knife has a substantial green glow, hovering around the blade like a swimming dragon.

In an instant, the wind overwhelmed, and the huge golden gourd and bronze hammer flew back in the direction of the centurion Heroic Spirit with a violent sound of breaking through the air.

"Boom...... Click......"

The canvas on which the tent was made was extremely tough, and the centurion Heroic Spirit, who had no sharp weapons, had not yet completely broken free, and as soon as he showed up, the golden gourd and copper hammer that was struck back by the scorching heat volley smashed into bone slag with a loud bang.

"Puff ......"

A puff of dust and smoke splashed, and Yan Yan fell to the ground hard, and the sharp pain like tearing all over his body made his body tense uncontrollably, and he couldn't stop trembling like electricity.

After a long while, it slowly stopped......

"Cool! Hahahahaha! Enjoyable! ”

Just as Athena was considering whether to remove Yan Yan from the dungeon, Yan Yan's loud roar completely wiped out Athena's worries, and the cold voice gritted her teeth and said:

"Idiot, you deserve it."

"Aha, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my blood is surging for a while......" Yan Yan licked his face and sneered.

"Well, forget it, I want to be quiet, you humans are really complex and changeable."

Thinking of Yan Yan's somewhat changeable personality, Athena's cold mechanical voice actually revealed a trace of tiredness.

"Suddenly picking up a knife is reckless, saying okay, you're an assassin?"

At the moment when Yan Yan gave up running away and chose to face it head-on, Athena's data even showed a hint of sluggishness.

In human terms, it is, confused.

"Who says I'm not an Assassin?" Yan Yan blushed and forcibly argued:

"If you kill them all, won't anyone know it's me? It's the perfect assassination! ”

"This is also called assassination?! Which Assassin did that! That's how Ezio Auditore was assassinated?! Don't think I don't know him! ”

Athena was mad, the mustache, born into the Florentine aristocracy of the Italian Renaissance, an immortal master assassin.

When I think of him, I will think of feathers, religion, flowers, festivals, full of romance. Even the assassination was full of aristocratic reserve and a unique artistic sense of the Renaissance era.

If you miss a blow, you will be thousands of miles away, and then wait for an opportunity to lurk.

Where is it like Yan Yan, where the corpses are killed everywhere! It's a bandit! The romance of the Assassins that Athena had felt from Ezio Auditore was completely disillusioned with the scorching flames.

"No, call me Connor Kenway now."

Yan Yan squinted and snickered, like a cat stealing a fish.

"Damn! How did I forget about this bastard! ”

Athena apparently remembered the master assassin who picked up an axe and was reckless.

When he acts, he will only leave behind a series of corpses, which perfectly illustrates the "killing of all those who found him, and no one will know that he has come, so this assassination is perfect." This sentence.

"So ......"

"Get out of here!"

Completely shattered by the illusion of a romantic assassin, Athena kicked him out of the dungeon in anger before Yan Yan could finish speaking.