Chapter 330: The Truth or Falsehood of the Dream
Under the moonlight,
The long knife cuts out a snow-white giant rainbow light!
Huge to,
Across the Yangtze River!
Su Jiu dragged the seriously injured Sifeng Courtyard, soaked through, and climbed onto the reef shore in embarrassment.
Behind her, a furious Kazama Tetsumasa rushed with a knife to kill her!
The old gentleman's sword light was like a line of river, pushing horizontally in mid-air!
Everywhere they passed, the river wind was still, and the withered grass did not move.
It's like freezing time!
Toru Kazama's face was solemn, and he pulled out the saber at his waist.
He stood in front of the big ship and raised his eyes in mid-air, "Jiang Buyu, I admit that I lost at your hands twenty years ago, which made me very ashamed, and even killed your wife in revenge." But in the past 20 years, in addition to practicing swordsmanship and incense, I have also deeply repented. I shaved all my hair and entered the temple, not only to practice Buddhist exercises, but also to atone for my sins before the Buddha. Twenty years of sleepless nights, isn't that enough?! ”
Mr. Jiang stood on the shore with a long knife.
Behind him, there is the 10,000-foot high Langya Peak.
There are thousands of stars, a lonely grave, and it is magnificent and desolate in the night.
He smiled, "Those who have committed sins, of course, should repent. However, just because you have repented does not mean that I will forgive you. ”。
Kazama sneered, "What if you don't forgive, across the river, I don't believe you can kill me!" ”
He swung the Dongying Tai Knife and met the huge sword light without hesitation!
The sword tempered by the best swordsmith in Dongying is called Onimaru.
Sharpen iron like mud, blow hair and break hair, extremely sharp.
Coupled with the internal force instilled into ten out of ten by Toru Kazama, it can be described as majestic and indomitable!
As he came with a knife, the wind was howling and the river was dancing behind him!
And yet—
At the moment when he met the huge rainbow light, the Onimaru Taidao silently cracked countless tiny cracks......
Starting from Toru Kazama's head, a line of blood slowly appeared in the middle of his body.
Old Mr. Jiang's knife arc was still calmly moving forward.
Kazama didn't even make half a move, and the whole person was brutally cut in half by the arc of the knife!
The boys and girls of Dongying stood on the deck in a daze, and they couldn't believe that the teacher they had revered for many years, the number one swordsman in Dongying, had died like this!
He died without even half a move!
The arc continues to advance.
It seems slow, but the strength is so great, but it cuts the entire river in half!
The hundred-foot-wide river was split in half, and even the big boats were cut off from the middle!
Fortunately, Huashan Yuan asked someone to put down the boat in time, and they were not washed away by the river!
Huashanyuan stood on the boat with a pale face, and respectfully saluted Mr. Jiang, "We have never heard of what happened twenty years ago. If the teacher is sorry for the old man, as a student, we are willing to make amends on his behalf. ”
Mr. Jiang casually carried the long knife on his shoulder and squinted at him, "That'...... Apologize for caesarean section, right? ”
Hanayamain's face became paler and paler.
"Hehe, just kidding, don't panic." Mr. Jiang turned around and walked towards Langya Peak in a chic manner, "Although I am stingy, I have clear grievances. My grudge with Toru Kazama has nothing to do with you, so get out of here! ”
Dean Huashan breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Su Jiu and Sifeng Courtyard on the shore, and motioned to start the boat.
Su Jiu stood beside Sifeng Yuan with a blank face, "Your companion abandoned you. Sifengyuan, I want to know if the illusion caused by your smell of incense is a real thing or a fiction? ”
She wanted to know if her dreams were real or false.
If it is true, it means that her mother may still be alive!
She misses her mother so much!
Sifengyuan covered his lower abdomen.
Blood oozed from between her fingers, and she sneered, "You want to know? That dream is important to you, isn't it? But I won't tell you! ”
Su Jiu clenched his longbow tightly, and his little face was cold.
"Su Jiu......" Si Fengyuan struggled to sit up, "Make a deal, you let me go, I'll tell you the truth of the dream, how about it?" ”
A confident smile tugged at the corner of her lips.
She was sure that Su Jiu would let her go.
And yet—
The little girl beside her was expressionless and stretched out her bow and arrow.