Just when Yi Sang was caught in a scuffle, the Falcon in the Soul Tower didn't notice anything. He just wondered, why hasn't the news of Xi's death come yet?

The snort moved slightly, and a faint smell of blood came from the staircase. The falcon's gaze immediately turned cold, and he turned around and shouted, "Who's there?"

Hearing this, Ling Chuyi also looked up. I saw a Praetorian Guard soldier slowly walking out of the shadows of the corridor, his iron mask covering most of his face, making it difficult to see his face. The empty scabbard hung from his waist, but instead of a steel sword, he was holding a thin sword, except that the hilt was the same as the hilt. His right hand and right arm were covered in blood, but there was not a trace of blood on the blade.

"Who are you?" the identity of the one who could not be seen, and the Falcon did not dare to act rashly.

Ying Yanshu wanted to tease him a few words, but Xi warned him not to say more, so he swallowed back the words to his lips.

"Don't want to answer?" "Then die, with its back hunched, its arms outstretched, and its gauntlet blades shining like a bat with its fangs bared." ”

The figure of the falcon swept out in an instant, and the blade of his right hand stabbed straight into the center of Ying Yanshu's eyebrows. Ying Yanshu leaned back unhurriedly, and the jade willow sword provoked, and delicately wiped the blade away, avoiding the edge. The falcon hooked the jade willow sword with the gauntlet blade, kicked it on the wall, forcibly deflected in the air, and slashed at the back of Ying Yanshu's head with the blade of his left hand. Ying Yanshu quickly pulled the jade willow sword away and rolled away sideways. The gauntlet blade pierced the air, and the falcon landed in front of Ying Yanshu. Ying Yanshu carried the jade willow sword on his shoulder, and slammed it towards the abdomen, chest, throat, and jaw of the falcon from the bottom to the top with the momentum of Erlang carrying the mountain. The falcon couldn't dodge, and the blade slashed through the falcon's left chest and shoulder, grazing the left side of the falcon's face in a thrilling way, but fortunately, the ghost mask made of Kuimu was strong enough.

After the Falcon was injured, he immediately jumped out of the battle circle, and did not rush to pursue it in response to Yanshu's warning. The battle between the two ended in a flash of lightning.

Ying Yanshu weighed the jade willow sword, threw it from his right hand to his left hand like a juggler, and then threw it into the air, kicked his left and right feet on the hilt of the sword one after another, stood on tiptoe of the jade willow sword, and took it back with his right hand. After Xi told him about the mission, Ying Yanshu specially found a blacksmith shop and recast a hilt similar to the handle of the Yuliu Sword for the Jade Willow Sword, so as to bring his usual weapon into the Soul Tower. However, the shape of the hilt is different from the hilt, and it is somewhat inconvenient to use.

Seeing his opponent's movements, the Falcon immediately decided that he should not be very old. It's good if he's not a veteran, the secrets he has saved over the years of wandering the rivers and lakes won't be able to fight a milky and undried child. Only, this sword?

The blade that had just scratched the falcon was still as clean as ever, and there was not a trace of blood.

"Tough as a demon bone, light as bamboo and wood; The Falcon wiped the blood from the wound at random, "Yuliu Sword, what is your relationship with the Ying family of Kai Yuan City?"

Ying Yanshu was stunned. He didn't expect the name of the Jade Willow Sword to be so big, and it was actually recognized by the falcon.

"I remembered. The falcon moved his arms, not caring about the wound at all, "In the year when the Ying family was destroyed, there was an escaped charm general in the charm department, and he was still unwanted. That's you, Ying Yanshu. ”

"It's really a concern for the former envoy. Ying Yanshu deliberately added the word "predecessor". Now that others have named names, there is no point in being silent.

"Why? I haven't caught you for so many years, and I came to die today? Who sent you?"

Although Ying Yanshu had a big playful heart, he still didn't forget to hide Xi's identity, and said with a smile: "Tonight is when the Desert Blade Mercenary Group attacked Yisang, such a big battle, I took the opportunity to make a profit." ”

"W-What do you mean?" the falcon didn't react for a moment.

"Lady Charm, Charm General!" a short soldier shouted as he rolled down to the tenth floor. He was startled when he saw the corpse of the Praetorian Guard in the hallway, but still crawled towards the tenth floor. And before he could open his mouth when he had just reached the tenth floor, Ying Yanshu broke his carotid artery with a sword.

"What's going on out there?" the falcon's tone gradually sank.

"I guess it's a scuffle right now. Those mercenaries are always so savage. Now Yisang's defense forces should be fighting, and there is no time to take care of here, and there will be no reinforcements coming. ”

"Reinforcements?" the Falcon scraped the gauntlet blade hard, and sparks flew everywhere, "I don't need to deal with you!"

Before the words fell, the falcon turned into a black light and swept out, and the sharp blade wind blew Ying Yanshu's bangs up. Ying Yanshu's pupils instantly turned golden, and the falcon's rapid movements immediately slowed down in his eyes. Ying Yanshu frowned slightly, turned sideways, and the blade of the sword "ding" on the left blade, and the huge impact bent the jade willow sword. The two were at the touch of a mistake, and the blade of the falcon's right hand raised a bloody mark on Ying Yanshu's forearm, and Ying Yanshu turned around and slashed the falcon's back with a sword.

The falcon landed on the wall, did not stop, and swept out again. There was another "ding" sound, and Ying Yanshu blocked it with a sword. Once again, they left a wound on each other's body.

bite

bite

bite

The falcon is like a tireless sailfish in the ocean, launching a high-speed rush to Ying Yanshu again and again. Ying Yanshu danced in the fierce killing array, and the tip of the sword was just the right amount of force to defuse the rapid impact of the falcon. After an unknown number of rounds, the two withdrew from the battle circle and stared at each other. Countless tiny tears were torn on the clothes on Ying Yanshu's upper body, and blood oozed from them. The Praetorian Guard's iron mask had a small pit in the center of its eyebrows, and the cracks gradually widened, and in a few moments it shattered into several fragments and fell to the ground. There were seven or eight blood-drenched sword marks on the falcon's waist and thighs, and the right shoulder was blood-red, and the white nicks on the ghost mask were clearly visible.

"But that's it. Ying Yanshu wiped the sweat from his forehead and chuckled.

"What do you want to do when you come to the Soul Tower?" the Falcon was not in the mood to laugh. If there is really a mercenary organization attacking Yi Sang now, then Xiu must be fighting at this time, but he is entangled in the soul tower by this hairy boy and cannot participate in the battle. In the future, when he competes with Xiu for the position of new envoy, Xiu's military exploits will be extremely unfavorable to him.

"Oh, it turned out to be called the Soul Tower, I thought it was really called the Ghost Tower. Ying Yanshu still had a hippie smile, "I don't want to do anything." It's just that I've heard that no one has ever been here, so I want to come and see it for a long time. I didn't expect it······· Tsk, there is such a place in a metropolis like Yisang. If I say I want to release all the people in these cages to help the chaos outside, will the adults mind?"

"Dream your dreams!" the Falcon laughed angrily. Even if he was defeated by Xi, he didn't even take a playboy like Ying Yanshu in his eyes. If the people of the Soul Tower escaped under their noses, they might not even be able to leave a whole corpse in front of His Majesty, let alone any important envoys.

"Then I'll go dream. Ying Yanshu threw the keychain in his hand at the falcon and smiled poorly.

The Falcon was stunned for a moment, and his right hand touched his waist, only to find that the leather buckle on the belt had been broken, and the key tied to it was gone.

"Little thief!" the Falcon was furious, and he didn't care about the move, he rushed directly at Ying Yanshu head-on, and the two gauntlet blades stabbed straight into Ying Yanshu's chest.

"Are you really afraid of you?" Ying Yanshu was not afraid at all, his toes pointed to the ground, stabbed forward with his sword, and rushed towards the falcon.

If the Falcon still uses his speed like a bat to maneuver with him, he may still be afraid of three points. But if it is hard, Ying Yanshu will not be afraid of him. Ying Yanshu twenty-seven or eighteen, is in the golden age, and the Falcon is nearly forty years old, when he was defeated by Xi and injured the dantian, leaving more than ten years of old injuries. Ying Yanshu never thought that the current Falcon would make his opponent, and although Xi told him to be careful, he didn't know what to be careful about.

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"I've never been on a mission with a Falcon before, and there are very few other Charms. We all know that the Falcon has secrets, but most of the things that have really been seen have been sacrificed. All we know is that he relied on that secret to survive several times from an impossible death. Don't put on that face, I'm talking about something very serious!"

"Isn't my expression serious?"

“······ When I seriously injured the falcon's dantian, half of his strength and potential were wasted. I thought that Shan Huaiyu would throw away the Falcon like a useless chess piece, but the Falcon was still in the Charm Department. Later, Gan Sheng snatched the remnant night in front of the falcon, and the falcon couldn't even deal with Shaoyang's Lingwei guards at that time, and Shan Huaiyan still left him in the charm department. It's not just because of the conspiracy in which the Falcon is involved. So, I remind you one last time······"

"Half an hour ago, you said you reminded me for the last time. ”

"Shut up! I just listen, how many more times can you listen to me remind you?"

"How did you get the same as my grandfather?"

"Fuck off! What am I going to say······ In short, be careful. ”

"Oh————"

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The two of them were like two arrows, colliding head-on. Ying Yanshu's golden pupils shone brightly, and the tip of the Jade Willow Sword passed through the gap between the two gauntlet blades with precision, piercing the falcon's throat first. Blood gushed out, and the jade willow sword was nailed to the falcon's cervical vertebrae like an awl. Strike a single blow and resist the momentum of the falcon's forward charge. The gauntlet blade was able to pierce the epidermis of Ying Yanshu's chest, so he had no choice but to stop, and the huge impact knocked Ying Yanshu down.

"Really, it's so troublesome to die. Ying Yanshu scolded as he struggled to remove the falcon's corpse from himself.

Ying Yanshu got up, took the key marked the tenth floor from the keychain, threw it at Ling Chuyi, who was stunned in the cage, shook his hair pretending to be chic, and walked downstairs.

"Wait!" Ling Chuyi reacted at this time, wanting to call out to Ying Yanshu. But Ying Yanshu had already walked down the stairs. Ling Chuyi clutched the key tightly and shook her head helplessly, her brows furrowed, staring at the falcon's "corpse".