With the sin in his hand suddenly cutting off the opponent's blade, Ren Yuan regained the initiative in one fell swoop. And the remaining momentum continued to cut at the young samurai's chest, the sword move was very fierce, and there was a plan to cut off the head with a sword.

In the face of sudden changes, the young samurai showed amazing combat qualities and heritage. Two toes firmly clamped the hilt of the knife at his feet, and like a light paper kite, he leaned back sharply, avoiding the life-reaper sword. The hand interrupted the knife and struck the sword body from the bottom to the top, defusing Ren Yuan's offensive. It's just that although the reaction is fast, it still inevitably leaves a shallow scar on the bare chest.

Here, Ren Yuan was unforgiving, and the ink-colored long sword danced like a mad tornado adorned the samurai's body. He pulled out his right foot and kicked the opponent with a long knife, determined to drive the opponent down completely. The power of the broken blade just now made Ren Yuan immediately see that the other party was different from the outside, and he was good at using extremely heavy blades. In this kind of muddy land comparable to a swamp, it is absolutely devastating to be snatched to a high position by such an opponent.

In the face of Ren Yuan's volley of attacks, the young warrior turned gracefully, and the blade in his hand cut like a storm of blades that swept in, blocking the fierce sin. The two white toes clamped the long knife under his feet, and pulled it out in the air, and the blade turned to face Ren Yuan's kicking right foot, which looked like Ren Yuan sent his right foot to the blade.

Because of the action of pulling out his right foot, Ren Yuan's left foot sank deeper into the blood-soaked ground. If we fail to regain the initiative this time, it will be difficult to reverse the situation. As if he didn't see the blade that flickered with cold light, Ren Yuan instead put force on his leg and kicked it without hesitation. Don't give the other party the slightest chance to continue to suppress yourself. The blade sliced deep into his right foot, stopping until it was caught in the wedge and femur in the ball of his foot.

The young samurai could no longer hold his position, so he let go of his toes and jumped onto the hilt of another sword, throwing the remnant blade to make a slight block. And Ren Yuan, whose left foot was deeply trapped, was also inconvenient to pursue, so he stepped on the stuck knife with his right foot, and pulled out his left foot with force. Although the blood flowed under his feet for a long time, he was fortunate to break free from the opponent's fierce attack.

After some fighting, the two sides regained their steadiness and scrutinized each other, and re-evaluated each other in their hearts. Ren Yuan was surprised by the other party's terrifying brute strength and agile and elegant body. The young samurai couldn't help but look at Sin Yan, who had suddenly become incomparable.

"Your sword." The young samurai stood firm on the hilt of his sword and asked hesitantly, "Is it alive?" ”

"Sort of, but she won't move herself." Ren Yuan grinned, not caring at all about the bloody right foot, holding the fierce flame and saying "I originally wanted to use this to plot against you, but unfortunately I was forced out of the hole cards in this situation." ”

The young warrior understood the meaning of Ren Yuan's words, although he didn't know why the inky sword was suddenly so sharp. But if it was Ren Yuan who had a slight advantage in the competition between the two sides just now, and suddenly his long knife was cut off, it would not be so easy to get out.

"Your sword, do you have a name?"

"Oh? Don't care about my name, but the name of my sword? Ren Yuan said with a smile

"If I win this contest by chance, this sword will naturally be one of my swords, of course, I need to know the name." The young samurai chuckled, "If she chooses a new name, she won't like it, but it's not beautiful." ”

"Her name is Sinyan." Ren Yuan let out a long laugh, flicked his fingers on the ink-colored long sword, and the agitated hum continued for a long time, "It's just that even if you win me, you won't be able to use this sword." She is a jealous wife, an authoritarian and fierce woman, and you prodigal son with a sword on his back can't win her favor. ”

"That's a shame." The young warrior shook his head and said, "I can't love her as much as Your Excellency, I have no heart for a long time. ”

After speaking, the young samurai stepped on the katana stuck everywhere and attacked Ren Yuan again. When he rushed to the occasion, he pulled out a short knife from his feet and collided with a coercion in Ren Yuan's arms.

The opponent's speed is really fast, a little unbelievable, as if it is completely free from the constraints of time and space. Ren Yuan watched the other party, easily broke through his defense, and came straight to his chest with double swords. He knew very well that the other party, as the master of this enchantment, really had too much advantage in the battle. It is not easy to defeat the opponent head-on in a step-by-step manner.

The young samurai who rushed to kill him did not stop at the touch of the sword, jumping from the head of this sword to the head of the sword. Every time he came and went, he easily avoided the sword circumference of Sin Yan, leaving two deep scars on Ren Yuan's chest.

For a while, Ren Yuan couldn't catch up with the rhythm of the other party at all, and was simply in a situation of being passively beaten. The young samurai knew very well that he did not have the sword in his hand that could take the sin Yan head-on. Then simply don't go head-to-head with Ren Yuan, and tear apart the opponent's defense little by little with his ghostly body and speed. Let the accumulation of injuries force the other party into the abyss of despair.

In just a few rounds, Ren Yuan had more than a dozen terrifying wounds on his chest and back, and the big man standing in the sword formation was like a bloody man, unable to resist the young warrior's butterfly-like attack at all. Seeing defeat at the hands of the enemy, it was only a matter of time.

Ren Yuan didn't think about it, and he also jumped onto the katana stuck in the ground to get rid of the threat of the bloody swamp under his feet. But on the one hand, he wasn't sure if the other party had set up any tricks on these long knives. On the other hand, he is not sure, and as soon as he gets started in this situation, he will be able to equal the opponent who is obviously proficient in this way.

Knowing that it was impossible to catch the other party in the sword formation, Ren Yuan's face tightened, ignoring the opponent's non-stop attacks, and brandished the sin Yan in his hand and went straight to the sword array inserted on the ground. Since you can't keep up with the opponent's speed, then clear the opponent's foothold. As long as both sides were pulled to the muddy ground, it would naturally be able to greatly limit the swift offensive of the young samurai.

Ren Yuan, who was dancing sinful, rolled around in place, swung his sword and slashed at the long swords standing around, and immediately the crisp breaking sound of the katana came and went. Not long after, he was cleared out of the open space by Ren Yuan, and he stood in the middle of it with a long sword in his hand, looking at the stunned young warrior and sneering

"Jump to me again."

The young warrior standing in the distance looked at Ren Yuan, who was covered in blood, and his face was full of surprise that could not be concealed. He couldn't remember how many people he had fought or killed. Just as one doesn't remember how many times a day one breathes, for the young samurai caught up in it, killing has become a part of life.

But it was the first time he had seen someone break his sword formation in this way. The mud here resembles the silt of the river, and at first glance it is unremarkable. But if there is a lot of activity on it, the whole land will slowly melt away like a piece of hot grease. Silently devours everything above the ground.

Most of the opponents he had encountered before were not qualified to see this sword formation at all. There are not many opponents who can let him use this sword formation, and usually they don't last long before they die on the spot. A small number of opponents who can keep up with their speed are also unknowingly trapped in this bloody swamp and cannot extricate themselves.

It was the first time he had seen someone who could use this method to crack his sword formation. This is not only to be able to resist their own fierce attacks, but also to have the means to cut off these sharp blades. these

The heavy and unusually heavy katana is not an ordinary weapon, and each one is lodged with countless resentful spirits and evil spirits. Not only weighs more than 1,000 pounds, but is also unusually strong. Even if he himself, he had to rely on a stable point of focus to be able to swing these swords that weighed ten times his own weight freely.

Not to mention the ink-colored long sword that broke iron like water, the strength of the other party's body was also greatly beyond his expectations. It can easily slash the boulder in two, but it can't completely destroy the former's body. And under the terrifying huge trauma all over his body, he can still launch a counterattack energetically, which really puzzles him. Not to mention the severe pain caused by the wounds that can be seen from the side of the broken lungs, the staggering amount of bleeding is enough to be fatal.

"You're one of the toughest opponents I've ever met." The young samurai praised in a deep voice, "You really didn't disappoint me. ”

"Oh? I don't think I'm the toughest yet. Ren Yuan laughed loudly, pulling the large and small wounds on his body, and the gurgling blood couldn't stop flowing out, "One, two, three, four... I said, you don't have much sword left, and when I've cut them off, I'd like to see if you have the skills to dance on the tip of your sword barefoot. ”

"Hehe, that's not true." The young samurai smiled faintly, "But for me, three swords are enough." ”

As soon as the words fell, the young warrior swung two short knives with both hands and flew at Ren Yuan, and then jumped up and copied the two wild swords in his hands. Then he grabbed a long knife between his toes, threw one out, stepped on one handle, and pulled out one of his hind toes. actually relied on these three wild swords to kill them without touching the ground.

With the addition of the action of inserting and pulling the sword, the attack of the young samurai is no longer the antelope hanging horns of the previous one, and it is difficult to find the trace. Ren Yuan ate the landing point of the Ye Tai knife, and wanted to preemptively cut off the knife. Having confirmed the position, Ren Yuan ravaged up, and at the moment when the sword was inserted into the ground, he swung his sword and cut it in two.

But the young samurai had no intention of using the thrown sword as a foothold. After throwing this knife, the long knife in his hand was thrown high, and with the help of the huge inertia of the thousand pound heavy sword, he directly pulled himself into the air. At this moment, Ren Yuan, who was below, just swung his sword and broke the first knife that fell to the ground, and his entire back was unguarded, showing in front of him.

The winner is at this moment, and you will know immediately!

The young warrior snapped softly, and fell straight into the air, and the four-foot-two-inch giant sword slashed out a full bright moon. The sword light that shone brightly in an instant overshadowed the blood moon hanging in the air. An indescribable swift slash, with a strong momentum of devastating decay, beheaded Ren Yuan's head.

"Moonhidden!"

It was as if the bright moon in the middle of the month rolled past Ren Yuan's neck, and with the young warrior's light drink, the scarred and broken body could no longer resist the enemy. With a crisp sound like a firecracker, the not-so-sharp Yetai knife burst Ren Yuan's spine, and his head rolled out like a ball kicked by a naughty boy. At this moment, the young samurai who slashed out this sword that changed the color of heaven and earth had just landed his feet on the ground for the first time in this duel. The pale and polished bare feet were immediately soaked in blood oozing from the dirt.

Looking at Ren Yuan's headless body that fell to the ground with a bang, the young warrior stretched out his fingers and stroked it, twisted the remaining pieces of flesh and blood on the blade, sighed slightly, and said slowly

"After all, you're not the one who can fulfill my wishes. Ah, Amaterasu, how long will I have to wait here for final deliverance..."

At this moment, Ren Yuan's head rolled out, heard the sigh of the young warrior, and suddenly opened his eyes. With a triumphant smile on his face, he looked at the latter standing beside him, and said in a dumb voice with his tattered neck

"Hehe, I've finally caught you."