Ye Guyun is a swordsman, his swordsmanship is self-created, and he walks with sharp dexterity. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

You must know that in the second life, he changed his name to Ye Gucheng by himself, even so, how can he let go of the great feelings of "a sword comes from the west, and the sky flies immortals"?

Of course, he can't perfectly reproduce the extremely brilliant flawless sword moves written by Gu Daxia, and he can only get a glimpse of the way of "the unity of man and sword" and "the unity of heaven and man".

Despite this, with talent, imagination and continuous efforts to correct, he did create a set of specious swordsmanship, which was extremely brilliant and impossible to do, and he could also achieve nine points with sharp dexterity, and he really won a good reputation in the rivers and lakes at that time.

And now, after a series of accidents, when he holds the long sword again, the same set of swordsmanship, so that the general will come out, as if it has changed again. Swiftness has increased by a few points, and chic has been cut by a few points, sharpness has increased by a few points, and dexterity has been cut by a few points. It doesn't seem to have the subtle illusions of the past, but it's more direct and sharp.

In other words, the murderous aura has increased, and the immortal aura has weakened.

There is no doubt that such a change must be related to experience, emotional illness, and demonic obstacles in the heart.

But at this moment, all the considerations about swordsmanship are not important, it is definitely causing damage.

The four assassins who were closer soon approached Ye Guyun's side again, each with their two blades in their hands, and a new round of siege was ready to start. They continued to use the same position as when they were in the previous ambush (or they didn't have time to change), one person in front, three people in the back, of course, after Ye Guyun turned around, it became three people in front and one person in the back.

Ye Guyun's left hand shook, threw the scabbard in front of him, and kicked it, and the scabbard was immediately endowed with heavy strength, like a flying iron rod, sweeping forward, and the three people in that direction were immediately blocked.

Without a pause—not even a glance to determine the effect—Ye Guyun retracted his feet and turned around to face the only enemy in the other direction. It was the most unique of the five, an eccentric creature who hid his whole body under a wide burqa.

There was no fierce collision of weapons, no gorgeous flashing and moving, only an intersection between lightning and flint.

Enough is enough, life and death are divided.

Ye Guyun pierced the heart of the man in the burqa with a sword.

Hurry, too fast!

Others can only combine the few frames of afterimages that they can vaguely see, and make up a complete process of "short body avoiding the double dagger and then stabbing a precise and sharp sword into the opponent's heart" through imagination.

Still didn't pause, and after simply drawing out the long sword, Ye Guyun turned around again, actually chasing the scabbard that was kicked out by him. However, it really allowed him to catch the scabbard that was blocked by the three behind him in time.

Hurry, too fast!

With a twist of his body, his internal strength was spit out, and he swung a heavy sword in the sword.

In terms of strength, it is a little inappropriate to describe it as "swinging", but it is more accurate to say "smash", the power of this sword should be a nine-foot man who gritted his teeth and shook off his arms and smashed it hard. The momentum is large, the force is heavy, and it is difficult to bear its weight when you are idle. As a result, the six short soldiers that were knocked over one after another could only be regarded as lightweight, and they were all shaken apart, along with the three pairs of arms holding them.

This means that the door is wide open.

Ye Guyun moved again.

Wrong step, turn around, borrow the remaining momentum in front of you, turn force into skill, the sword goes with the arm, obliquely slashed, the cold light suddenly appeared, and the whistling sounded - "Oh~!", stopped, only to see a clear blood mark appear on the throat of the leather armored man on the far left.

The other two were shocked and didn't know that their partner had been killed, and when they adjusted and saw that the leather man had not moved, they realized that something was wrong.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

Blood oozed from the bloodstains, thickening and urgent, and eventually, the leather-armored man let out a few muffled whimperes from his severed throat before collapsing limply.

"Oh my God~~!"

"This ......"

There was a pause in the situation, and it was only at this point, after witnessing the loss of two lives, that the followers present suddenly realized that death had already occurred!

The pause was short, and the killing continued.

The male number one in the regular suit became crazy. In a short period of time, he has experienced a series of complex and violent mood changes such as banter, playfulness, surprise, solemnity, stunned, shock, and anger. The ups and downs of life are too fast, which is exciting enough, but sometimes it can make people lose their minds.

Another shadow jump, the male number one appeared behind Ye Guyun, and at the first time, he stabbed out the double blades in his hand, as fast as lightning, from a yin damage angle.

It's not for the sake of righteous and awe-inspiring so-called revenge. The love of the robe is too precious to him, and even if there is, it is only a very shallow and thin layer, and it cannot withstand the simplest test. You can't expect a professional spy to be good enough to spend his days in the shadows doing all sorts of lawless things. I do this only for the sake of redemption, to redeem myself. How can one tolerate such an extreme frustration as a companion being killed in front of him, and not even having time to help? So it needs to be remedied, it needs to be eliminated, and he wants to destroy the perpetrator of the matter!

In the final analysis, it comes from impulse, which is likely to lead to tragedy.

The Male No. 1, who had always been accustomed to composure and composure, was prone to recklessness when he became mad, and he did not notice that the remaining two companions had been intimidated by the superior performance of their opponents, and were not able to follow his steps as closely and delicately as usual. Although they also realized the need to echo the regular male number one, and the two did make moves, their steps were slow, their movements were stiff, the rhythm was chaotic and out of control, and almost every key moment was out of control.

Unable to form a complementary joint attack, in fact, it can only be called wheel warfare, an alternative one-on-one.

Ye Guyun likes one-on-one, because after coming to this world, he has not met an opponent who he can't deal with for the time being, and the three people in front of him, heh, are far behind, so he will destroy them calmly.

Same way, same result. Ye Guyun once again blocked the second backstab of the regular male No. 1, and the latter was once again shocked back, at this time, his two partners were late. Then, with an elbow and a kick, the two people who were still in a daze were also repulsed one after another.

Changfu Male No. 1 stabilized his body at the fastest speed he could, and wanted to pounce again, but he found that Ye Guyun was approaching him, gritted his teeth, and waved the double dagger in his hand-

Ding, ding, ding~~!

In just one breath, the blades in their hands have collided several times in a row, and the frequency is amazing.

But the male number one in the regular service was scared, which also made him get out of the state of madness that he had just entered. Alert as he was, he also regretted his decision before taking a breath, he knew that the other party was bringing the rhythm, and next, the speed of the sword blade would become faster and faster, but just at this level, he couldn't keep up.

"Is he still human?!"

Ye Guyun was flapping his wrist with all his might, yes, he did his best.

The bright cold light that seemed to be like a cluster and a bundle bloomed from the front of his arm, and the sword was divided into three petals, which was difficult to distinguish between the virtual and the real, and it was cold and cold.

Before the audience could marvel at the sound they deserved, all the virtual images were swept away, leaving the air to let out a whine that was unwilling to be released by the violent shaking of the sword body, and-

"Uhh~~~~~~~~~h

Half of its right forearm flew into the air, its palm still clutching an enchanted dagger that shimmered with a glimmer of light.

Obviously, this right forearm is often the male number one, and he can't keep up with the rhythm, and his right hand was cut off as soon as he was in a trance. Pain invaded his heart, and a cry of mourning rang out in the middle of the avenue.

His pain did not last long, and soon someone helped him to be completely relieved.

The cold light flashed again.

Poof~!Blood gushed out, and at the same time, a good head flew into the air, and then, with a snap, fell to the ground.

"Gash ~~~!"

"Oh my God~~!"

......

First severed hands, then severed heads, the interval between the two is still so short, such a cruel and bloody scene is not something that anyone can bear, in the crowd of onlookers, screams suddenly exploded, some people vomited on the spot with a tummy stomach, some fainted with white eyes, and some turned their heads and ran like frightened beasts......

Eve covered her eyes tightly with her hands, and her face was pale, almost bloodless, with fear. In fact, she didn't see the most "shocking" scene, and before that, she was blessed to turn her head away in time, but that didn't mean she didn't know what was going on.

"He—how cruel is he?"

"The trouble is coming. Roche's voice rang out.

"Well, I shouldn't have obeyed him just now. It was Frank's voice, "Something was afraid of but something came, and his illness recurred." ”

"Maybe we can look at it in a positive direction," Roche smiled wryly, his tone full of helplessness, "It is not a good thing to express his pent-up emotions with the deaths of several wicked people whose sins are unforgivable." ”

"There should be a better way......"

"I agree. But ......," Roche paused, glancing at Eve with a deep meaning in his eyes that puzzled the latter, who was following the conversation, "there will be, and it will always be found." ”

The horror continues.

The priests of the various temples who had been silently watching the development of the situation had to react at this time. Knights and squires rush to help maintain order and help the wounded, while priests who are proficient in magic unleash magic that can drive away fear and calm people's hearts.

The situation has stabilized.

The principals of the various temples in it all walked towards the center of the avenue.

"Can't let things go on......"

Is it too late?

"Devil!

The remaining two, one of them, the second male in the regular service, collapsed. His face contorted, his lips trembled, and he shuddered back again and again, and then sat down on the ground with his ass, and when he had struggled, he turned and ran, accompanied by a series of meaningless shouts.

Ye Guyun moved again.

The right arm circled, drew a stretched semicircle, and drove the long sword in his hand, from the top right to the left, slashing diagonally.

A majestic sword light like a training flashed out in an instant, chasing away.

The dust settled.

Compared with Ye Guyun's chic and elegant, on the other side, it is a human tragedy.

Broken at the waist.......

The second male in the regular service died immediately, and there was no bloody scene of "half of his body wailing and crawling". However, the cruelty and gore did not decrease much, and more people could not bear it anymore, and even the two brothers began to have physical reactions. Eve? She never dared to take away her hands that blocked her vision.

"Ah~~~~!"

The last man, and the only woman among the five, screamed violently. Maybe she knew that she couldn't escape, death was just around the corner, and extreme fear made her extremely fearless. She threw herself at Ye Guyun, waving her arms wildly, unruly but threatening, this was her last madness.

Smack!

Two feet in succession, relaxed and freehand, Ye Guyun kicked the female assassin's weapon away, followed by an ordinary sweeping leg, but the disdainful female assassin no longer understood how to dodge, and she was knocked to the ground. Trying to break up, a foot between her breasts stomped her back to the ground.

"Ho-ho-ho-ho-"

Her pupils were constricted to the extreme, her mouth was gasping for breath, and she saw a long sword raised in the air, stabbing at her throat.

"Stop~~!"

A loud shout came from not far away.