[Stunt: Reed's Cross Slash]!

The air that had been flowing smoothly was slashed by a sharp blade, and there was an explosion of "stab".

Lan's reed celebrity stunt is stable and graceful.

The striking knife, which was extended by the airflow blade technique, directly slashed through the bodies of the three Xianfeng Temple members in front of him in the process of drawing the knife with one blow.

Two of them, because they were standing in the front, had tried to hit the blades of Lan En with the backs of their fists.

Judging by their confident and decisive movements, they should have succeeded so many times before that they regarded it as an ordinary thing.

The air hammer technique in "Xianfeng Temple Boxing Method", of course, can't make the fist and the blade hard.

However, in the process of slashing the blade, it is easy to cause the blade to be irregular due to the disturbance of the air flow. Ideally, the blade that should be cut at a 90-degree angle to the contact area will become crooked most of the time.

This is the lack of positive tendons.

The Air Hammer technique, on the other hand, can wrap a layer of unstable air flow around the attack area and actively interfere with the opponent's tendons.

Therefore, the monks in Xianfeng Temple are generally much easier than other fists and feet to knock on the crooked blade with their fists.

But the advantage of the technique also depends on who it is used for.

When the air hammers on the fists of the two monks came into contact with the blades that Lan En had sliced horizontally, the witcher did feel a hint of a loss of control of his blades.

But then, Lan's blade was like the petrel that soared more freely in the face of the storm on the sea.

The airflow blade on the blade directly cut through the opponent's fist, and the precise and elegant knife control technique directly cut off the half-pulled fists of the two monks.

Broken in half along with their waists.

The third monk was not deeply injured, but was only swept by the trajectory of the qi blade that was stuck in mid-air and could last for half a second.

But the place where he was swept was a soft belly, and the chaotic air flow brought by the air blade directly gave him a big bloodletting!

When it comes to bleeding, he's the biggest.

The first stage of [Reed Name Cross Slash] is to draw a knife and sweep, and the second stage is to hold a knife and slash vertically.

If Lan En is a swordsman with a regular personality, then he should follow the sword move at this time.

However, sword moves always have to adapt to the battlefield situation, and the sword that is tied on the battlefield is not perfect.

Lenn hated swords like that.

Therefore, when he drew his sword and slashed three enemies horizontally, he did not correct his pace and put on a posture of preparing for a big upper and lower slash.

Instead, he twisted lightly, aiming the side of his knife-wielding hand at the other group of monks who pounced.

There was a soft "boom".

The witcher's knife-wielding hand swung lightly like a flick of a knife shaking blood.

A clear trajectory of the airflow blade was drawn diagonally.

The blood that the monks broke out of their bodies was pulled out by the airflow blade, which was originally transparent and colorless, but the airflow blade with a little difference in light transmittance was filled with blood.

In mid-air, it takes on a bewitching fan shape.

In the face of group attacks, a sweep is much more efficient than a vertical split.

Indeed, as Ashina Isshin said, after using the skill of the air blade, the battle scene will become very bloody.

Now Lan En, half of the knife-wielding hand has been splashed with blood. The cold beast pupils, the cold silver hair that fell in front of him, and the heat that overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

This appearance is more like a handsome but cruel monster in the storybook than a human.

But the monks on this mountain path were still expressionless, as if they were cultivating the immortal path, and they had lost their heads and emotions together.

——

On the wooden bridge of the mountain gorge where the witchers and ninjas once passed, an old man wearing a red tengu mask with a short robe on his shoulders walked vigorously.

As he walked, he looked at the hideous sword marks and the upturned wooden thorns on the wooden bridge under his feet, and was speechless.

"Tsk, the lack of skill is as incredible as the exuberance of strength."

While savoring the swordsmanship from the traces of the battle with great interest, the old man walked to the other side of the bridge and collapsed beside the old Robert, who was staring blankly at the sky.

"Hey, Nanban warriors, you cut those swords, right? With this heroic big dick, Ding Ding. ”

Reina single-mindedly used the sword he was holding in his hand, and the scabbard clicked at the giant sword lying on the side, making two crisp sounds.

After seeing the sword marks just now, he really didn't want to call Old Robert a 'Southern Barbarian Swordsman', so he only called him a warrior.

After all, this craft looks too rough.

It even made Wei Ming feel that this guy's hometown in Nanban should be quite far away from the country where Lan En studied art.

Swordsmanship is not a systematic feeling at all.

But old Robert didn't bother to pay attention to the old man, who was so thin and shriveled that he could break it with one hand.

He just looked at the blood-red maple leaves falling from the sky with painful and empty eyes, and muttered in his mouth.

"This must be the gift of true change, it must be true, it's just that I'm not working hard enough, not strong enough"

Reeda tilted his head and listened, nodding knowingly.

He'd lived in the land all his life, and he'd seen a lot of things, so nothing could make him feel strange.

Took the initiative to send the child over to ask for the 'gift of change', not a bad person, just a father who was sick and rushed to the doctor.

But it's different from Lan's kindness of 'don't come along, you probably can't stand it after watching it'.

The old man came to Xianfeng Temple this time with the mentality of looking for excitement and fun. Of course, he didn't want to miss the Nanban man in front of him who practiced the unknown Nanban swordsmanship.

Even if you don't fight yourself, let yourself see how he swings his sword.

So, Reeda said with a provocative smile.

"'Really, really'. If you really believe it, then go in and have a look. If you don't believe me, you'll have to go in and have a look. After all, now that you're lying here, don't you even have the guts to go in? Ha ha! ”

Reed's heart is such a person, and even the instigation of the narrow one has a heroic spirit.

"Shut up, you damn old man."

Old Robert pursed his lips and gritted his teeth, and after a moment's pause, he still stood up to the sound of the armor'.

Put your helmet back on and pick up the greatsword.

"Look, I've got to see."

"That's right, yes, it's right or wrong, it's useful to see for yourself."

The long nose of the Tengu mask swayed up and down, quite approvingly.

"This is worthy of your weapons and physique."

Old Robert snorted coldly: "I repeat, you shut up for me, damn old man!" ”

The smile in Ashina's voice did not shrink in the slightest.

He tucked the saber back into his waist, the sound of the sword swaying slightly in its sheath pleasant, with a chill.

"Don't say it so ugly, Nanban. Besides."

"The old man has always felt that whether he should die or not should be judged by the sword."

"You're right?"

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