Yi came to a halt at the bottom of the stairs leading to the high platform. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Above he sensed a suppressed aura, and the occasional fluctuation in the calm was extremely powerful.

It's him!

Yi clenched the sword in his hand, stimulated the sword intent in his heart, and prepared for battle.

Choking.

The sword was unsheathed, but it was Zelos behind him who suddenly attacked. The sword came very quickly, silently, like a snake letter suddenly spit out by a poisonous snake lurking in the darkness, cold and deadly.

Yi had never thought that Zelos would use such a sword technique, and at the moment he only felt that this person was pathetic, and pitiful and hateful.

"The people of the Rito family only know some tricks and take advantage of people's dangers? Hmph, since you are all ruthless and unrighteous, why should I care about the old kindness. ”

"Phew, where did the salvation come from?"

The killing intent in his heart rose, but Yi didn't even turn around, and the sword in his hand was pushed back so casually.

It seems to be a flirtat, but there seem to be thousands of sword changes contained in it, which makes people unable to prevent it. It seems to be changing, but it seems to be just such a random flirtation.

It's just that the sword is too fast, so fast that you can't react, and naturally you can't prevent it.

Recognized as one of the most brilliant genius swordsmen of the younger generation of Ionia, Zelos was so completely defeated in the face of this incomparably random sword.

At that moment, Zelos remembered the boy and the wooden sword he had faced ten years ago. At that time, he lost inexplicably and was unwillingly defeated.

Today's sword, Zelos also lost inexplicably, but he knew in his heart that this was the end. Because the boy is no longer the boy of that day, and he is not the wooden sword of that day in his hand, he has no past feelings in his heart.

From the moment he drew his sword, Zelos knew that he would be defeated, and defeat would probably lead to death.

Zelos was also willing, although he still didn't know where the hatred in Yi's heart came from, but judging from his father's last words before he died, this hatred must be repaid with their family's blood.

In that case, let him come.

As Zeloth's thoughts raced, the cold blade was already on his neck. The person in front of him turned his body slightly, and the cold and hard lines on his side face seemed to be carved, and there would not be the slightest emotion.

Zelos looked at Yi, who had become strange at the moment, and said calmly, "You want to kill me?" ”

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Revenge."

"What kind of hatred?"

"Blood feud."

When Zelos heard such a bland and unwavering answer, he knew that the person in front of him had made up his mind, and the rest of the confusion was not asked. It's just that the sword didn't move for a long time, he hesitated for a moment, so he asked again: "If I die today, this revenge can be resolved, and your hatred can be eliminated?" ”

Yi Luo shook his head slightly: "I will kill you, but I need to let Rito see it with his own eyes." What he did back then, today I want him to experience it from a different perspective. ”

Yi withdrew his sword and never looked at Zelos again, for the man was ridiculously weak in his eyes, but a lamb to the slaughter.

He clenched the sword in his hand again, his legs as firm as the long sword, and he took a slow and solemn step towards the sword platform.

The sword hanging on the high platform was even more eye-catching, it floated quietly in the middle of the five sword pillars that stood around it, like an artifact placed in the sacrificial formation, revealing a thick mysterious aura. The simplicity of the meaning suggests that it is a thing of ancient heritage, but its appearance is so strange and original that it has never been seen in Rito's hands at that time.

Yi frowned, took another step forward, and said quietly: "What is the name of this sword?" ”

"The Sword of Inheritance, also known as Fengyun."

"Hmph, shouldn't it be the Heavenly Wind Sacred Sword, aren't you called the Heavenly Wind Sword Saint?" Yi thought he was talking to Rito, but as soon as he spoke, he realized that something was wrong, and his face changed greatly.

Yi took a few steps up in succession, but suddenly stopped.

He had clearly sensed the qi on the high platform, which was very strong, but unfortunately it was not hidden or suppressed in the slightest. So, that's not strong enough.

No, that's just too weak.

Not him!

Yi's heart was disappointed, and then he was furious, and shouted coldly: "Where is the Heavenly Wind Sword Saint, come out and die." ”

There was no sound up there.

Yi's footsteps rose and fell heavily, and his voice became more and more indifferent: "Rito, if you are still ashamed, you also know that you did not defeat the real Wuji Sword Dao back then. I'm here today, how do you hide? ”

There was still no sound on it.

Yi finally took another step and said awe-inspiringly: "I am the new inheritor of Wuji, the Wuji Sword Saint, and the Wuji Sword Dao. Back then, you and the ancestors had an unfinished battle, and today you and I have made a decision. ”

He was still silent.

Yi finally rushed to the high platform, and he saw a person. He knew it would be her, but he couldn't believe it would be her.

Irelia, a former playmate, a former childhood sweetheart. Once the closest person in the world in his heart, although he was not related by blood, he was better than a blood relative.

Now, she is the person Yi least wants to see.

However, since we have met, those who should be cut off must be cut off in the end, and those who should be closed will end sooner or later.

Yi almost didn't think about it, and the sword in his hand was already shot.

That sword was as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning. The sword was so fast that it seemed that no one in the world could stop it, and neither could Irelia because she didn't even have the heart to give it a try.

Seeing Yi again, Irelia's heart was already filled with memories of the past. Seeing Yi's sword again, the mystery in Irelia's heart had already been cut into thousands of pieces by the unarrived sword light.

The suspicion deepened, and Irelia wanted to ask but was speechless. Because she can feel Yi's hatred, it is so deep that it can't be resolved. If you can't defend yourself, then you can fight back?

But so what?

Defeated, it hurt herself. Victory, hurt the person she cares about.

Since the ending cannot be satisfied, I just hope that the process will be simple.

There was no sword in Irelia's eyes, only the man with the sword. She just widened her eyes slightly, trying to see Yi more clearly.

But the sword was too fast, and the time was too short. Irelia could only see the indifference on Yi's face, and she could only see the coldness in his eyes in the sword light.

That sword is a murderous heart of the sword-maker, which can cut all the ties in the world, without room and without mercy. There was a hint of loneliness and relief in Irelia's heart.

Everything around him in Yi's blindfolded eyes slowed down, but the sword was still surprisingly fast. Because he had used all his strength, he did not dare to show mercy, he knew that only by revealing his murderous intentions could he force Rito to show up.

However, as the sword got closer and closer to the woman in front of him, Yi's heart began to turn a thousand times. He couldn't really think of anything at all, but his hand holding the sword tightened again.

At that moment, he just instinctively wanted to grab something.

However, he couldn't catch it.

But the swordsmanship masters in the world are often called sword idiots. Foolishness is demonic, and being demonic is irretrievable.

As soon as the sword is struck, the sword intent is born. As the strongest sword in the world, the sword intent born from that sword is so strong that the original heart cannot be changed.

Yes, how can it be changed. Yi has been waiting for this day for ten years.

Ten years ago, Rito banished me, and he should have known that the Infinite Sword Dao had awakened in my bloodline. He should know that the seeds of hatred will also sprout in my veins.

Instead of killing me, Rito sent me to the Sword Forge Village. This can be regarded as a pact, a pact between the enemy and the avenger.

Ten years of covenant, too long, hatred has long grown with me, it's time for a result.