Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Butterfly Tiger
The front is full of people and bustling, and it should be the place of the duel.
Gordon pulled the poem and finally squeezed it in.
"Gordon slow down!" the poem cried in the back. But he didn't care at all, and he pulled Shiyu's face and rushed inside.
"Haha! Come in!" Gordon exclaimed, excitedly, as soon as he entered.
There were many people around, but they were all whispering, and no one dared to incite loudly. Gordon also felt the anger at this time, and was very nervous.
He pulled Shiyu over and stood on her chest, himself behind her. In order to prevent myself from being fascinated by it, I lost her in one step.
The two duels were two, a swordsman and a big man.
The swordsman is a young man, with a handsome appearance, a straight nose, and a noble aura all over his body.
The white garment is like snow, and the scabbard is like blood.
A big man, with a full face and a beard. This person is Fluttershy. It's just that this Fluttershy is not the other Fluttershy, but a man-eating butterfly. He stepped on a man, but his eyes were fixed on the youth, and he rudely spat on the man on his feet.
Gordon looked at the two men with a frown, he already knew eight points in his heart about what they were fighting for.
It must be the big man who bullies people, and the young man can't get used to it for a while.
While Gordon was watching, Shiyu suddenly said, "Gordon, that young man is also a swordsman like you!"
Gordon said, "Yes!"
Only then did he notice the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword he was carrying behind him, which was wrapped in cloth, so he didn't attract the attention of others.
Gordon had already twisted her head back with his hand.
"Big brother, what are the identities of these two people?" Gordon suddenly asked when he saw that the people around him were looking at it sincerely.
"Little brother, it should be the first time to come to our town, right?"
"Exactly!" Gordon nodded.
"Is it any wonder?" he continued, "that big man, surnamed Hua, named Fluttershy, you don't have a mild name, but it's a man-eating butterfly, and he doesn't spit out bones. He is our famous overlord here, and no one dares to provoke him. ”
Gordon nodded.
"What about the white-clothed one?"
"I don't know about the white-clothed one, I don't think I've ever seen him, and he shouldn't be from our town. ”
"That's it!" said Gordon.
"Big brother, then why are they fighting fiercely? Wouldn't this make a name for themselves?" Shiyu suddenly spoke.
"Yo, it's a girl, and your voice is so nice!" Han smiled, and continued, "It's common for Fluttershy to beat and scold people in our place, and sometimes it just kills people, and we can't control it. ”
Gordon was taken aback. "Why?"
"Because he is a killer, the thirteenth 'butterfly tiger' on the killer list is him, don't look at him eating like a pig, but he is very light, outrageously fast. ”
"Is it possible that here, killers can kill people casually?"
"It's not, although the killer here can kill, but he can't kill indiscriminately, but he is not among them?"
"Why is that?" Gordon had never heard of such a domineering person.
"Because he has an extremely powerful brother, the eight-armed king, the flower wild bee, and the fifth on the killer list. ”
Gordon let out a long sigh and said, "So someone is covering!"
"Not really!"
Then the crowd suddenly shouted, "It's going to be a fight!" Gordon heard the shouting and turned his head away.
Hua Xiaodie stepped on the man, suddenly lifted her shirt, and said, "Phew, I am in a good mood today, I want to teach a dog a lesson, what are you, and you dare to sweep away the old people." ”
The young man's face was grim, and he said coldly: "Two roads, get out or die?" The tone was so cold that it was suffocating.
Everyone around them applauded Fluttershy, but who didn't hate him so much that they wished he would die soon!
Just hear Fluttershy laugh. Suddenly, laughter burst out again, and I heard him say in a dignified voice: "You are gambling with your life, and when I crush his head, I will crush your head." ”
The young man's face was calm, still so cold, without the slightest change.
The young man's actions make Fluttershy unhappy. The people he hated the most were men who were calm and pretended to be deep. Because of these men, he saw them as copies of his brother. His brother had given him a cold feeling since he was a child, without the slightest emotion. To be honest, he doesn't like his own brother very much. But he couldn't get angry, because then he would be severely taught by his brother's own hands.
But today is different, the man standing in front of him is not his brother, but he has the same eyes as his brother, or even more.
His eyelids were jumping.
A breeze blows. His feet had been lifted, the breeze was blowing, and his feet had fallen again, so fast that no one could see them.
This kick, the huge force it contains, not to mention crushing the head, is not a problem even stepping on a hole in the earth.
But he didn't step on it.
Because he had no legs, and his knees were as smooth as a mirror, he had been cut off by a sword, and only a very fast sword could have cut so well.
The entire room has its mouth wide open, and no one can see how the young man draws his sword, or when Fluttershy makes the move.
All they can see is that Fluttershy's knee has been severed and half of her calf is dropped to the ground. There was only one sound they could hear in the entire venue, and that was the sound of a sword in its sheath.
"Ahh
"You bastard, I can't spare you!"
Fluttershy screams suddenly, and that's when he feels the pain in his lower limbs. His face was pale, and there was not a trace of blood.
The young man is still the same sentence, cold to the bone marrow. "Two roads, roll or die. ”
"Fuck you ancestors!" Fluttershy's face turned the color of pig's liver, and she exclaimed, plucking onions from the dry ground like a pillar of smoke.
"Death!" As he spoke, he already had two more butterfly darts in his hand.
Suddenly, the young man also rose into the air, and with a flash of sword light, it had already landed, and the sword was in the sheath. Everyone watched the scene with wide eyes.
No one saw it clearly.
High in the sky, Fluttershy has a hideous face, holding two butterfly darts, but she doesn't send them out.
Everyone was staring at this amazing scene, and no one knew the situation.
"What's going on?"
"yes, Butterfly Tiger, what's wrong?"
"Who is that young man, who can be so strong!"
Just when everyone was talking, suddenly in the crowd, I don't know which woman it was, there was a scream.
"What a fast sword!"
Everyone looked high into the sky. Fluttershy's head is suddenly swept into the air by a column of blood rushing out of her neck, and she spins around a few times before falling to the ground. His neck had been severed by the young man's sword.
While everyone was still surprised, the young man was already walking out of the crowd. Watching the young man walk, no one dared to stand in the way, and they all made way for him.
Sometimes, I don't know where to start first, and out of nowhere, a thunderous cry erupts, and everyone rushes towards Fluttershy.
I want to see the tragic condition of this former fierce god.