Airplanes!

！

A great storm coalesced from the tip of Yasuo's sword and slashed in the direction of Won.

After the storm came out, it gathered more and more as it traveled.

Not only the momentum, but also the sharpness contained in the storm, even if it was far away, Yon could clearly feel it.

Before he could get closer, the storm was already dozens of meters high, and all the fallen leaves and trees around him were chopped up by him, and then they were crushed into pieces.

"This sword... It's not your sword, Yasuo..."

Yongen muttered, the dual swords in his hands were slowly lowered, and he looked at Yasuo who was already standing on the other side with a calm gaze.

He clearly understood that such a swift wind sword path might have reached the power of its creator.

He couldn't stop this sword.

There will be a time when people will die, and perhaps, it will be a blessing to die at the hands of their younger brother.

Yong En looked at the storm of blades, and he couldn't even think of resisting in his heart.

He has always been a pragmatic man, but if there is a glimmer of hope, he will not let go of his sword.

At this moment, he clearly understood that he was still overestimating himself.

He thought that he could fight against the mastermind behind Yasuo's manipulation at that time, or at least be able to deal with it.

But now he realizes that the gap between him and him is too huge...

If you want to talk about his current mood, maybe it's more unwilling...

If only he had more strength, if only his sword could be stronger...

At this moment, a scarlet light flashed in his eyes.

But then, his body was wrapped in a storm of blades, and countless wind blades cut through his body, instantly dyeing him into a bloody man.

The Blade Storm swept him in, and finally flew to his feet, falling to the ground with no sound.

Yasuo watched as Yon gave up resistance, watched the Blade Storm engulf him, and watched his brother run out of breath.

"No...!

！ ”

He shouted in a hoarse voice, only to realize that he was able to control his body.

The sword in his hand slid weakly, and his eyes staggered forward with a dead silence, and finally fell to his knees in front of Yon's corpse.

"Brother..."

He clasped his hands and stared at them blankly and painfully.

These hands were supposed to be the hands of a pair of protective companions.

But now, they are stained not only with the blood of their companions, but also with the blood of those closest to him...

Even if he wasn't the one who did all this, he watched his body do it.

At that time, he could even feel the touch of the long sword piercing into the body of his companion.

Even, he could feel the strength of his hand holding the sword when he first drew it.

For him, it was simply the greatest torture in the world.

Syllable... Syllable... Syllable...

In the distance.

Yasuo knew that someone had noticed the movement caused by the storm and was about to come and check it out.

He also knows very well that he can't be seen by anyone now.

But at this moment, he is so powerless that he has no strength to stand up at all.

Footsteps approached.

Several people dressed in shadow stream services appeared in front of Yasuo, and the moment they saw Yasuo, the leader of them said loudly:

"Yasuo!"

Obviously, Yasuo was recognized at the first time.

"A corpse next to it, identities can be confirmed, under the command of the Irelia Resistance, Yon!" The other Shadow Stream said indifferently.

"Yon, Yasuo's brother, the cause of death..."A shadow stream stepped forward to take a cursory observation, and immediately looked at Yasuo vigilantly, "Wind Kendo!" ”

As soon as these words came out, all the people of the shadow stream became vigilant, looking at Yasuo vigilantly, ready to attack at any time.

"Do you have anything else to say? Traitor Yasuo! Said for the first shadow.

"Kill me—" Yasuo's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were still unbright.

It seems that Yasuo was also seriously injured in battle at this moment, and the shadow stream led by him said indifferently:

"Humph! The traitor Yasuo killed his colleagues and relatives, and this crime should be punished! ”

As he spoke, several Shadow Streamers glanced at each other, preparing to kill Yasuo together.

But at this moment, a voice came from afar:

"Stop!"

Hearing this, all of the Shadow Stream Cultists stopped in unison.

They looked towards the voice, and when they saw Kai Yin walking towards him with a scythe in hand, they all knelt down on one knee and said:

"Lord of the Shadow Stream!"

Cain ignored them, and kept looking at Yasuo:

"Yasuo... I've heard about you, but I don't think I'm a traitor. ”

"Are you the new Lord of the Shadow Stream, Kai Yin..." Yasuo listened to Kai Yin's words, and his numb eyes seemed to have a little more brilliance, "I killed the person, there is nothing to say..."

"The Sword Comes"

"Nope." The corners of Kaiyin's mouth curled up, and he said very bluntly, "I'm pretty sure you didn't do it. ”

His figure flashed, and he came to the sword that Yasuo had dropped earlier, picked it up with one hand, and threw it in Yasuo's direction.

Laugh at!

The tip of the sword sank into the dirt and slammed into Yasuo's hand.

"Yasuo, admit it, you don't have the strength to kill Yonne at all. I understand his sword, and you can't kill the opponent with your strength. ”

As he spoke, Kai faintly felt a sense of joy rise in his heart.

Hearing this, Yasuo's numb eyes disappeared, and he turned his head to stare at Kai Yin:

"You..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Kai Yin wave his hand at the group of Shadow Stream Sect members:

"Stand down!"

"Yes!"

The Shadow Stream Cultists responded, and each of them rushed towards the distance at a great speed.

After surpassing Yasuo's perceptual range, the group of Shadow Stream cultists all melted into the ground as shadows, completely dissipating.

After the Shadowstream Cult left, Cain looked straight at Yasuo:

"Now you can talk about the secret, I don't think you want a lot of people to know."

Yasuo stared at each other, his mind racing.

Yong'en's death has made his heart very chaotic now, and he can't calm down and think about many things.

He had also heard about Cain, and although he was born as a Noxian, he had also killed many Noxians after becoming a Shadow Streamer.

Not long ago, the other party inherited this position after the death of the previous Lord of the Shadow Stream.

However, I heard that many people in the shadow stream care about Kaiyin's identity, which causes the other party's position to be very unstable.

In comparison, he doesn't really care about the identity of the other party.

Riven had already taught him that people born in Noxus didn't need to be vigilant.

At that time, it was the other party who protected Valmao and Kaiyin, but it was he, the Ionian, who wanted to kill the other party and the two men...

The identity of the Lord of the Shadow Stream, coupled with the words just now, made Yasuo decide to try to trust the other party.

Although this may put the other party at risk of death, if even the new Lord of the Shadow Flow can't solve it, then even if he finds the truth, I'm afraid Ionia won't be able to do anything about it.

Thinking of this, Yasuo took a deep breath and said slowly:

"It's a long story."

"I'm willing to listen slowly, but the movement you just caused is too big, so don't stay here for too long, or I won't be able to protect you." Kai Yin said.

"I'll go with you!" Yasuo said decisively.

He knew that the other party would not trust him at this time.

"I'll take you back to the Shadow Stream, but until you clarify, you'll all be sinners." Cain said calmly.

"Good!"

Yasuo leaned on the long sword and got up, put the sword into the sheath, and directly held the sword in both hands and handed it to Kai Yin.

His sword was stained with the blood of too many of his comrades, and now he was not even afraid of death, let alone surrendering his weapon.

Cain glanced deeply at Yasuo, and took Yasuo's sword, but instead of pinning it to himself, he threw it at Yasuo.

The sheathed sword cut a line through the air, and stabbed it precisely into Yasuo's waist:

"You can't escape with a sword. What to do with your brother's body? ”

Yasuo knew that this was Cain's trust in him, and he felt a little more grateful.

Hearing the other party's second half of the sentence, he glanced back at Yon's corpse.

There was sadness in his eyes, but he still took a deep breath:

"Just put him here..."

Cain didn't speak, just nodded and headed east.

Yon has nothing to do with him, his target has always been Yasuo.

Since the Ionian diehards don't approve of him, he raises his own group of diehards.

It didn't matter if Yasuo was an Ionian betrayer or not, just because the other party was trapped by love, it was enough for him to do the things he had just done.

Seeing Kai Yin go away, Yasuo didn't stop long, and soon followed the other party's footsteps, gradually moving away towards the distant shadows...