Chapter 392: Fate or Fate?
An eagle soaring in the sky, spreading its strong and powerful wings, quickly flew over the wolf-smoked, scarred bunkers, broken bridges, and beacon pillars. Countless arrows, wails, and shouts of killing that resounded through the heavens and the earth, the sound of swords clashing, countless Tudor soldiers in red armor fought a battle with the revolutionary army, the eagle passed through the streets with countless dead and wounded, through the hurried corridors of the castle, and the nobles who fled with gold, silver and jewels could no longer care about anything, and began to flee from here, the royal capital, and everything, just wanting to have glory and wealth forever. The eagle flapped its wings again, fearlessly rushed into the blue sky, let out a loud eagle roar, and flew over the Bloodsaw Ridge.....
"Whew-" Tu Ge seemed to have forgotten the object of his battle, immersed in this battle, forgetting Jiuge, forgetting everything around him, and unleashing his swordsmanship as he pleased, whether it was the second move to destroy demons, or the first two styles of the king's three styles that he comprehended after incarnating into a heroic spirit, or the Qinglian sword formation that Yu Yao taught him. At the same time, the Hazeo Temple was also indulged in this duel, and the Yan Knife Technique, one style was faster than the other, and there were a few more scars on both sides' bodies, but it did not affect their speed, and agile movements.
On the cramped suspension bridge, two figures fought on the wooden plank from time to time, and stood on the iron cable as a guardrail from time to time, "brush-" The two-meter-long knife tried to cut off Tu Ge's legs standing on the iron cable, and found that Tu Ge in front of him was missing. Feeling the unusual weight of the sword, he saw Tu Ge's gloomy face half-squatting on the narrow sword of the Hazy Temple, the sword across his chest. The dark path is bad, and the Hazy Temple immediately turned its blade, but it was too late......
The sword that followed was swept across the battlefield, knocking the temple away, and its body rolled down in the plank for a moment, and immediately fell out of the gap in the wide iron cable guardrail.
"W-" The long knife clenched in his backhand was stuck on the iron cable, and with this force, the slender body jumped and returned to the suspension bridge steadily.
"Click-" Holding the long sword in both hands, the temple leaped up and slashed down from the middle of the high school, the narrow space around him made it impossible for Tu Ge to respond in time, and as soon as he grabbed the iron cable, his body swung in a circle outside the suspension bridge, and then the strength of his arm returned to the narrow suspension bridge. I saw that the original decaying wooden plank under my feet was completely destroyed, revealing an abnormally hollow, cloudy, and bottomless cliff below.
Tu Ge glanced down, even though he was mentally tough, he felt a burst of dizziness, and somewhat understood what the purpose of the temple was.
"A mere heroic spirit, dare to be arrogant here! Look at me if I don't fight, your soul is scattered!Roll back to that world!"
"Uhhh The planks on the suspension bridge were connected together, and the long knife of the temple was set off countless planks, like darts flying towards Tu Ge, the second demon slayer saw the move, the demon was not harmed, and all the planks were cut into countless pieces with themselves as the center, time seemed to stop at this moment, and among the countless whipped sawdust, a figure passed through it, and the tip of the knife pointed directly at Tu Ge's throat.
"It's over!Tu Ge, the real master of kendo is me!" Hazosi sighed, Tu Ge's strength was no more than that.
"Huh-" The two-meter-long sword passed through Tu Ge's throat with unmistakable accuracy, and the Hazo Temple also easily penetrated through Tu Ge's body. There is no real sense of substance, what? How is this possible? Haozoji stared wide, and his body, which had nowhere to borrow strength, slowly fell on the suspension bridge without wooden planks, Yan turned around, his waist turned rapidly, and the long knife struck the iron cable on the guardrail fiercely, accompanied by a piercing sound, the iron cable on the guardrail was cut off by the Haozaoji Temple, and it also relied on this force point, rotated seven hundred and twenty degrees in the air, and the blue and white kimono on his body threw out a circle of "trumpet flowers" , flew up again, and landed steadily on the remaining iron suspension bridge. Not far away, Tu Ge's body that cast a mirage turned into a burst of illusion.
"Why be persistent?" said the temple smiled.
"Persistence should be you! Luo Qinxuan killed me, instigated my subordinates to dig out my heart, so that my obsession with the world is difficult to dissipate, incarnated as a heroic spirit wandering between heaven and earth, I find her trouble, send her to the end of the world, what is the attachment? "Tu Ge said coldly, "On the contrary, it's you, Haozao Temple, it's really pitiful, and your sword skills are nondescript! It's really ridiculous! Didn't your teacher of the Beidou sword stream teach you orthodox knife techniques?"
"Shut up!" Hazo Temple, who couldn't see such words the most, roared angrily.
"Orthodoxy is the most wonderful lie! I am the right one! My sword technique, my path, my sword path, are all correct, they are all my defeated men!"
Tu Ge shook his head slightly as he faced the Hazy Temple, which looked more and more crazy. Whoever in this world, in the end, is actually correct, because from his own point of view, everything he has experienced, it is impossible to imagine that a child who has tasted the warmth and coldness of the world since he was a child will believe in love when he grows up, nor can he imagine that a child who has been deceived countless times since he was a child will still believe in others when he grows up. People who have never been hurt in any way naturally believe that the world is warm and full of love, and do not think that those who have experienced hardships since childhood are right, so no one is wrong, everyone is right, whether it is the temple of Haozhuang, or Tuge, or the exiled to the end of the world, everyone is right, no one is wrong. What is wrong is only the rules of the world, which have crossed the vast majority of people and formulated rules that balance all parties, the revolutionary army wants to launch a revolution, in their eyes the Tudor dynasty history is rotten and erosive, and in the eyes of the dynastic soldiers, the rules of the dynasty show that the revolutionary army is a rebellion, a rebellion, a crime of crimes, and an object to be eliminated.......
"Dead on my sword, in addition to the first sword flow sect, there are also two sword streams, soon, rest assured, there will be more of you mongrel kendo soon!"
The temple with his feet locked to the iron rope, tapped the iron rope like a swallow sprinting towards Tuge. The two sides swayed in the wind. The homeopathic Tu Ge threw out a circle of stranded sword marks in the air, but each of them had an extra wound on their bodies.
"It's over!" Hazoji put the Chotai knife back into its scabbard, and held it tightly with his right hand backhand. The eyes are cold!
"Draw your sword and slash?" Tu Ge couldn't help but snort softly as he watched the movement of the Hazy Temple.
"If you don't show some real skills, you're going to die here!, I might as well warn you!"
In an instant, a heavy killing machine that almost turned into substance locked Tu Ge in an instant, making Tu Ge feel his scalp tingle, and his brows couldn't help frowning, and he soon found out that it was not like Jiuge, grabbing the gap, leading the other party, and then pulling out the knife with one blow.
Because none of the sword qi left by Tu Ge around the Hazy Temple hurt him, but the moment the Qinglian sword qi touched his body, it seemed that his body moved rapidly, avoiding the sword qi of this Dao, but the afterimage was still in the position just now, causing all the sword marks engraved in the air by Tu Ge to fall into the air.
"I know you very well! Qinglian Sword Formation, that's it!" Haozao Temple said with great disdain, "As long as you observe the action of releasing your sword moves, it is not difficult to find the sword marks left in the air!"
At this time, "Boom-" seemed to feel the killing intent of the Hazy Temple, and in the sky above the Bloodsaw Ridge, there were dark clouds that could not be dissolved, followed by bursts of violent storms and rains, which fell in an instant. The rain hit Tu Ge's body, the kimono of the temple, the iron chain, and the faded three words of the Bloodsaw Ridge.
It was already difficult for the bodies of both sides to maintain their bodies in this violent storm, and this was the case with Tuge, and the same was true for the Hazy Temple.
At this time, a thunderbolt fell rapidly, splitting the iron cable of the other section, "boom-" sound, there was no restraint of the iron cable, immediately lazily rubbed the rough rock of the steep cliff, hanging down weakly, except for the first to be cut off by the temple, at this time the last iron cable left on the suspension bridge alone, the wind was even stronger. It was possible to scrape the two of them down at any time, and the addition of water droplets made it extremely difficult to stand firmly on the iron cable, and both sides had to half-bend their bodies and rely on the surface of their feet to fix their bodies. And the killing machine of the Haozao Temple also deeply stimulated Tu Ge.
The body slowly began to float in the void,
"Is it finally going to appear?" said Hazoji with a smile.
Behind him were circles of dots like water ripples, first one, then two, three, and finally a city, and behind Tu Ge, a Buddha lotus like a sprouting green lotus leaf emerged from the tip of a sword.
"This move is useless to me!" Haozao Temple was obviously displeased, and he didn't even use the Qinglian Sword Formation, the last move.
"There's no need, how do you know if you don't try?" Tu Ge said coldly, this trick started as the king's heroic spirit, and rarely used it, first, except for Luo Qinxuan, the crisis encountered was not enough for him to use the last of the three kings of this Jedi counterattack, just like the knight Wang Yuanras's spear, this move is the king in a lonely battle, or under the pool, the more dangerous the situation, the more it can stimulate the endless power of this move.
Slowly, he moved in front of him with the long sword of the scabbard, and the eyes that were tightly closed with his backhand clenched opened his bright starry eyes. At the same time, Tu Ge, who was floating in the air, saw his right hand slowly draw a circle of sword fingers in the air, and the last King's Landing, the soldier in the pool, was also immediately launched!
Is this fate or fate?