Chapter Twenty-Five: Kill One More Man
"When!"
Dugu Yi just blocked a sword from the left, and stabbed with a sharp sword on the right. Fighting against two fifth-level martial artists at the same time, Dugu Yi had already reached his limit, and his only advantage was that his speed was slightly faster than that of the two family members.
"Boy, obediently go back to Zhao's house with us to die, and suffer less flesh and skin. ”
"Hmph!" Dugu Yi snorted coldly. "You will be the only ones who will die. ”
"The little third-level martial artist dares to say wildly, killing the third young master, you will definitely suffer and die tonight. ”
Before the words fell, the two rushed out at the same time.
"When!" The black sword in Dugu Yi's left hand blocked a sword that was slashed in the air above his head, but before he could withdraw his left hand, another sword slashed over, and Dugu Yi, who couldn't dodge, could only use his right hand heavy sword to slash at the attacker.
Although Bi retreated from his opponent this time, Dugu Yi's left hand was still cut out.
"It's really tough. Dugu Yi sighed inwardly, and glanced down at the newly added sword mark on his left arm. The three of them had been fighting for more than ten minutes, and Dugu Yi also had seven or eight wounds on his body, and the clothes near each wound had been stained red with blood; although the two family members also had wounds on their bodies, they were very shallow, and they didn't even bleed, and the only change between the two of them was sweating.
If it weren't for the fact that the two people in front of him also lacked actual combat experience and would not cooperate, Dugu Yi's life would have been explained here, but the strength of the two of them was above Dugu Yi, and his body became heavier and heavier due to a large amount of blood loss, and his movements became more and more sluggish, so the crisis was still constantly approaching Dugu Yi.
"......Huh" Dugu Yi exhaled heavily, he could no longer hold the two swords, so he had to take the heavy sword bought in the weapon store back to the storage ring, and then replace the black sword with his right hand.
"You actually have a storage ring!" The two family members shouted out in unison, at this time, they finally thought of where the black sword that suddenly appeared and killed Zhao Hao came from, and the two of them who were resentful and desperate finally saw the hope of life at this time, as long as the storage ring was handed over to Zhao Hao's father, who was also the head of the Zhao family, even if the two of them could not be completely exempt from punishment, they no longer had to worry about their lives.
The two housekeepers seemed to come to the same conclusion at each other's glances, and the two of them kicked up at the same time, and they were flanked by both sides.
"Even if you die, I'll pull you up. Dugu Yi shouted, threw the black sword at the person on the right, who was only three or five steps away, and stood in place with his bare hands, waiting for the second person's attack.
"Hmph!" The family on the right looked at the flying black sword and smiled contemptuously, not thinking about dodging at all, Dugu Yi didn't have much strength, couldn't he pick this kid to throw out the sword with his last bit of strength?
"When!" the master's sword had already touched the black sword, but he couldn't pick it away as expected.
"It's so heavy!" the thought came to his mind as the black sword grazed the blade of his saber and stabbed him in the chest.
"How, how is it possible?" Jia Ding muttered, he never thought that this black sword would become so heavy after leaving Dugu Yi's hand, the strength of a fifth-level martial artist could not pick it apart, and what was even more surprising was that such a heavy sword did not fall to the ground.
"Bang!" The whole body of Jia Ding, who was stabbed by the black sword, fell backwards to the ground, and the black sword that was stuck straight in his chest only then sank to the floor, and finally he could only see that the hilt of the sword was still in the air, and then he could see that Jia Ding's chest had become like mud.
Seeing this scene, the rest of the family's mind went blank, and he froze in place. Zhao Hao died because no one would have thought that this one-eyed boy would have a storage ring on his body, so why now? A fifth-level martial artist died so unexpectedly because no one could have thought that the black sword was so strange. Why would a kid with no background have these two precious and magical things?
The Zhao family, who runs the Colosseum in Duolong City, is not an exaggeration to say that it is a daily increase in gold, but even with such financial resources, there is only one storage ring in the entire family, which is said to have been bought through the relationship of others;
"Y-Who are you?" The surviving family pointed at Dugu Yi with a trembling sword, at the previous banquet, the fat man had already said Dugu Yi's identity, but now no one will believe that this young man is just a beggar.
The first time Dugu Yi touched the black sword, he knew that it was extremely heavy, but he still didn't expect that a fifth-level martial artist couldn't shake it in the slightest, so the preciousness of the black sword rose to another level in Dugu Yi's heart, and he also thought about how to use it in the future;
"Now it's just you. Dugu Yi looked at Jia Ding without any expression, and asked in a cold tone, "Are you planning to escape, or do you want to fight me one last time?"
"......" Jia Ding looked at Dugu Yi silently and jealously, if before tonight, any third-level martial artist would say such a thing to him, he would draw his sword and rush forward, but now he couldn't spit out a word in the face of Dugu Yi.
Dugu Yi smiled coldly, raised his feet and walked over, and at the same time took out the heavy sword from the storage ring again.
Seeing that Dugu Yi did not walk towards the strange black sword, but towards himself, Jia Ding guessed in his heart: Could it be that there is something more dangerous in his hand than the black sword? Seeing Dugu Yi's expressionless face again, Jia Ding couldn't help but take a step back.
"Hmph!" Dugu Yi looked at Jia Ding with contempt. "Where did all the momentum go just now, didn't you want to take me to the death of the Zhao family?"
Although it was at night, this family didn't dare to look directly at Dugu Yi's gaze anymore, and when he turned his head to dodge, he happened to see Xue'er beating the thin monkey, seemingly just to vent his anger and disorganized fists and feet, but Jiading could see at a glance that Xue'er's movements were very similar to Dugu Yi's before, and the difference between the two of them was only whether there was a sword in their hands.
Finally, Cher's final punch is out.
"Bang!" the thin monkey's back slammed into the rockery in the courtyard, and then rolled to the ground.
Seeing that Xue'er had her hands free, the family finally stopped hesitating, turned around and ran towards the courtyard wall, intending to escape over the wall.
"Huh......" Dugu Yi exhaled deeply, if it weren't for the enemy still in front of him, Dugu Yi would have sat on the ground a long time ago, now he is already very difficult just standing, it is not easy to fight with life and death for the first time, not to mention that the opponent is still two opponents who are two levels higher than him, and it can be regarded as a miracle to be able to hold on to it until now, or kill one of them.
"Sneer......"
A sound that broke through the air sounded and pointed at the fleeing family, and the powerful force like a storm instantly rolled the family up high.
"Ahh
Suddenly a third party appeared, Shi Dugu Yi just relaxed his nerves and suddenly became alert, looked at the roof, and shouted vigilantly: "Who is it?"