Chapter Twenty-Three: Yang Yan
The sound of the howling wind, the view of the retreat. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
July opened his eyes with some difficulty, but found that he was being held in the arms of Qianling, and the two of them fell to the ground rapidly.
What's going on?
July, who was about to ask, raised her head, but the scene that caught her eye made her pupils shrink, because she saw a wisp of blood spilling down the corner of Chisuzu's mouth.
“…… You're hurt? ”
"No problem."
Between the questions and answers, the two of them had fallen to the ground.
And at this time, July finally saw the condition of the seventh seat, she had a bloody wound on her left leg, shoulder, and rib, although it didn't seem to hurt the vital point, but her face was a little pale.
How is this possible? The seventh seat of the Brilliant Council, even in the Aqua Blue Star, is difficult to find someone who can hurt her in a single fight, and she is still facing a new Sage.
“…… Because of protecting me? ”
Hearing the slightly trembling voice, Qian Ling glanced at the frightened Qiyue, and said lightly, "If you want me to answer 'yes', I can answer like this." ”
"......" July clenched her teeth, and her body stumbled slightly, as if she was the one who was injured.
Seeing this, Qianling sighed slightly: "I'm too fragile, I don't even dare to face my jealousy and fear, and what kind of sage can I talk about." ”
“……”
"You go first."
"What about you?"
"Probably going to die here, if you still have the courage, just wait for those two people at the entrance, and then let them evacuate.
July's face was a little dull, and he asked astringently, "Is he so strong......
Before the sound fell, a breeze blew, and July found that Su Mu was standing not far in front of them.
Seeing this, Qianling put his hands together, and suddenly the air in the entire area trembled slightly, and replied at the same time: "This person is at least the level of the top three seats, and his ability can restrain me, let's go." ”
July gritted his teeth, and then left a sentence of 'cherished', then turned around and ran.
Seeing this, while Qianling breathed a sigh of relief slightly, she was also engrossed in guarding Su Mu, and frankly speaking, even she didn't expect that this kind of sure thing would fall to this point.
The person in front of him is definitely abnormal, it has been less than ten days since the last time they met, which means that his promotion to the Sage will only be shorter than this, but he has this kind of combat power that makes her can't help but be frightened.
This is already the level of the first three seats, right?
But who are the first three seats? Those are monsters whose ages are counted in hundreds, even millennia. They are strengthened by the Realm Feed, even if they are two false gods. And the person in front of him, a new tender who had only been promoted for less than ten days, how could he achieve this level?
Qianling stared at the figure in front of him who was standing there with a calm face, and asked, "Who are you?" ”
"Don't delay the time, as long as you answer me a few questions, I won't chase your little friend, how about it?" Su Mu asked with a smile.
“…… What do you want to ask? ”
Su Mu smiled slightly, and immediately asked, "Who are the two sages who are coming?" ”
Qianling stared at him and asked rhetorically, "If you know, what are you going to do?" ”
"Please clarify the current situation, the exchange of information is over, and now I am trying to blackmail you." Su Mu said lightly.
Qianling's face sank, she looked at Su Mu coldly, and only after a while did she reply in an indifferent tone, "It's the second and fourth seats here." ”
Hearing this, Su Mu couldn't help but laugh.
It must have been a lie, and the purpose was to force him to leave.
Why, then, did the seventh seat do this? There was only one reason, and that was that she thought that the two Sages who were about to come would not be able to compete with him either.
Thinking of this, Su Mu no longer hesitated, he swung his long sword, and suddenly countless black lines shot out in all directions.
"Bang bang bang-"
The sound of string breaking was endless, but it was the seventh seat who once again set up a "array" in the conversation.
"You can see my threads......"
Qianling flashed the dark green tip of the sword that was about to cut her throat, and her figure exploded rapidly.
"So, if you have any killer features, use them quickly, otherwise you won't have a chance."
As he spoke, a layer of silver brilliance shone on Su Mu's body, and then his figure disappeared in place.
In the next moment, Su Mu appeared in the blind corner of Qianling's field of vision without warning, and the long sword slashed-
"Uhh
The crisp sound of the symphony made Su Mu's expression froze, and he found that Qian Ling actually used filaments to form two daggers to support his sword.
However, it was not a fair fight, because Su Mu not only surpassed her in quality and quantity, but even her ability restrained her to death.
I saw that at the moment when the long sword and the double dagger clashed, Su Mu's figure disappeared in place again, and almost at the same time, a cold light swept across the back of Qianling's neck-
"Poof—"
Between the splashes of blood, Su Mu's movements were like a movie with a dropped frame, constantly flashing around Qianling's body, long swords or stabs, or teasing, or splitting, constantly bringing out one wound after another on her body.
"Distanceless. Flash. ”
No matter how Qianling dodged or moved, Su Mu always appeared behind her accurately and made a sword, ten, twenty, thirty times, not to mention Qianling, even Futaba in Su Mu's arms was frightened.
This kind of move that attacked dozens of times in succession in the blind corner of other people's vision, she couldn't understand how to block it.
Forty-five...... Forty-six...... Forty-seven, until the forty-seventh sword was swung, Su Mu appeared in a flash where he had stood before, and then the long sword was raised diagonally, and the silver light slowly flowed.
At this time, Qianling, who had been stained red with blood, staggered and half-knelt on the ground, staring at Su Mu with a dead gaze, and then lifted her hands with difficulty, which had exposed Sensen's white bones in many places, and slowly closed them.
"Field. Yang Yan'—"
A soft light emanated from her, and then her body slowly melted like ice and snow exposed to the scorching sun, making the light even brighter.
Seeing this scene, Su Mu's eyes shrank slightly, he took a step back, and his figure instantly appeared in the air thousands of meters away, and almost at the same time, the light of Qianling's body suddenly brightened, and countless golden silk threads shot out in all directions like the speed of light.
"Hum—"
With a brief tremble, the dense golden threads turned into a semicircle, enveloping the Senling for only a kilometer.
"Boom-"
The ground trembled slightly, and the light slowly dissipated, revealing a flat ground, leveled in the true sense, and there was not even any wreckage left.
"Brother Su Mu, are you dead?"
Futaba's little head came out of Su Mu's neckline, and his purple eyes stared at the flat ground with shock.
"Your brother Su Mu is not dead, but the seventh seat is dead." Su Mu smiled slightly, and his figure flashed and reappeared in the center of the attack, and there was a crystal in front of him that emitted a soft light.
Is this what it means to be willing to kill yourself rather than die at my hands? And so resolutely. Su Mu shook his head slightly.
“…… Another one has fallen. Looking at the crystal, Futaba felt slightly, it has only been a long time, and two of the Twelve Brilliant Seats have been hung up, and they are planted in the hands of the same person.
"Cat, are you still scared?"
"Huh?"
Su Mu picked up the 'Holy Spring', and then looked in the direction where Qiyue had left before, no one noticed that he had already attached his sword intent to Qiyue's body during the first wave of attacks before, in order to let one of the three heroes who ran away tell him the location of the entrance to the Water Blue Star. Otherwise, how could he have spared an enemy who was ready to attack his intimate little padded jacket Futaba?
"Since it's 'fishing', how can it be enough to kill only one seventh seat?"