Chapter 564: My Glory (Part 3)

"Whoa!!"

"Whoosh!"

"Zheng!"

Countless long swords were pulled out, and a dazzling sword light lit up at the scene.

Looking at this scene, Yasuo's heart swelled with a look of pain.

These people in front of him are all swordsmen who look at themselves, but at this moment, they actually violated the swordsman's etiquette and besieged themselves at the same time.

"Yasuo, be captured, otherwise, you will die without a place to be buried!!"

There are swordsmen who hate traitors and roar angrily.

"Are you ...... to be caught?"

Yasuo smiled bitterly, if the elder was really killed by himself, then Yasuo didn't say a word, and absolutely did not resist.

But he knew that it was someone else who killed the elder.

If you don't act and resist now, the real assassin will get away with it.

"Now I know a little bit more...... Suffering...... It's also kendo! ”

"Wind Resisting Swordsmanship, Cutting Steel and Flashing !!"

Yasuo let out a low groan, the thumb of his left hand curled slightly, and the blade of the sword appeared.

In the next second, an extremely fast phantom flashed, and Yasuo's long sword had already hit the blade of one of them.

"Zheng!"

"Click!"

The man's sword body shook wildly, his fingers couldn't hold the long sword in his hand at all, and the whole thing flew out of his hand.

Not only that, but when this sword flew in the air, it actually "clicked" and broke into countless pieces.

"What!?"

All the swordsmen who saw this scene gasped in an instant.

With one sword, it shattered the sword of another swordsman, and the gap was too big.

They're still horrified. Yasuo didn't stop.

With this blow, Yasuo's footsteps flickered slightly. There were afterimages behind him.

Then, with the horizontal sword. Yasuo had already rushed out of the dojo with his feet.

"Quick, catch him, don't let this damn traitor escape!"

The swordsmen were shocked, but they reacted quickly and immediately chased after them.

There are even people who throw the long sword in their hand as a weapon, which is extremely powerful.

At this moment, there were more than ten long swords thrown. With Yasuo's physical mortality, it was as if he had been hit, and he was afraid that he would also end up seriously injured.

But at this moment, Yasuo suddenly turned around, the long sword suddenly struck, and in the next second, a transparent wall of wind suddenly appeared.

"Bang bang!"

Suddenly, a series of muffled sounds of more than a dozen heavy objects hitting sounded. These long swords were all blocked.

Ye Che took the opportunity to once again comprehend Yasuo's skill when he released the wind wall, this wind barrier was understood by Yasuo on the battlefield. At that time, surrounded by enemies, Yasuo was living to the death, and he actually understood this trick of group defense.

"The Third Wind Resisting Swordsmanship!!!!!"

These swordsmen were really stunned. I didn't expect that Yasuo, who was only twenty years old. He actually cultivated the sword technique of resisting the wind to such a realm, and said that he was the supreme genius of Ionia. It is by no means an exaggeration.

However, at the same time, they were more and more determined to kill Yasuo.

Yasuo has come to an end with the traitor in their hearts, and the stronger Yasuo's talent is, the more he must kill him as soon as possible!

However, in addition to their swords being blocked by all of them, Yasuo's body was also too fast and agile, and within a few moments, they lost Yasuo's trace.

"Whoop Woo ......"

Yasuo ran as hard as he could, gasping for air.

This little distance is actually nothing to him.

But Ye Che knew that this kind of rapid breathing was due to the negative impact of his inner anxiety, uneasiness, and even pain.

Being squeezed out and hunted down by everyone who is also a swordsman, the twenty-year-old Yasuo can't bear it at all.

At this time, Yasuo knew very well that he had committed the crime of treason, and in the future, not only these swordsmen would hunt him down, but even the entire Ionia would be his enemy.

As soon as I got out of the city, a sense of loneliness came one after another.

"Elder...... Elder...... The real murderer...... The real murderer......"

Yasuo muttered bitterly, and looked back at Ionia behind him again, he knew that with his own departure, he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to have the opportunity to return to the place where he was born and raised again.

Unless...... Find the real culprit!

"The Real Murderer of the Elders......"

Thinking of this, Yasuo's confused and sad look flashed with a hint of determination.

Then, after sorting out his thoughts a little, he walked away with firm steps.

There was some warmth in his hands, and that was the only thing he had left...... Sword......

It's a long road...... Only the sword is the companion......

……

For the rest of the year, Yasuo wandered around for years, searching for clues that could lead him to the real culprit.

And half of the time, Yasuo was desperately practicing the sword technique of resisting the wind.

There was no way, because from beginning to end, he was relentlessly hunted down by his former classmates, and constantly forced to fight, otherwise he would die.

Moreover, as he showed more and more strength, the opponents he pursued became stronger and stronger.

In this case, Yasuo could only do his best to improve his strength, so he walked and practiced swords, ate and practiced swords, drank and practiced swords, and did not stop for most of the time.

However, in this situation, Ye Che's understanding of Yasuo's heroic skills is also increasing day by day.

After all, the frequency of Yasuo's sword practice is too frequent, and this frequency has also created Ye Che's deep understanding of the wind control swordsmanship.

Ye Che's consciousness is in Yasuo, and this realization is just like Ye Che's own experience.

"Slash Steel Flash", "Wind Barrier", "Step Forward Slash", ......

With these three heroic skills, Ye Che gradually peeled off their cocoons and realized the extreme that Yasuo could comprehend now.

Another day, the sun was shining.

Yasuo sat on a stone outside the town, looked up and took a sip of his wine, imagining the adoring eyes of his classmates when he first showed his growing swordsmanship.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but shake his head, then looked in the direction of Ionia, and muttered softly: "Hey...... My Glory...... It's been a long time since I was gone......"

"Glory? No, from the moment you chose to be a traitor, you are not worthy of being a swordsman, you are not worthy of glory! ”

A cold voice suddenly sounded.

Yasuo was shocked, suddenly sat up from the stone, and at a glance, he saw a man walking slowly not far away.

The man looked slightly older than Yasuo, and although he was dressed ordinarily, the presence of the long sword in his hand made him extraordinary.

"...... of Yon"

Yasuo muttered softly, this person was none other than his brother.

Born into an Ionian kendo family, Yon is the eldest son of the family, and he is responsible for supporting the family.

Moreover, he had already served in the Ionian army early, but he did not expect that he would now join the mission to hunt down Yasuo.

This man, too, was the only one who had defeated Yasuo when he was a teenager.

(To be continued.) )