Chapter 969: The Eastern Emperor is out
There was no answer.
The Toei warrior got up and shook off the dust on his body.
Looking up and down at the man with the twin swords above.
"Yin Yang Sword Tsing Yi, a famous swordsman in the Tang Dynasty. Today is a good time to see which of the sword of the Tang Dynasty and the sword of Dongying is stronger or weaker. ”
Between the words, the person had disappeared in place, and the reappearance was only in front of Tsing Yi, and the katana was unsheathed, drawing an electric light.
Tsing Yi's twin sword rungs, blessed by true qi, and the power of the anti-shock forced the Dongying warriors to fly back a few steps.
The Dongying samurai was a little surprised, he didn't expect this Tang swordsman to have such experience in the battle against the Dongying katana, and he didn't take advantage of any weapons.
Tsing Yi said coldly: "Dongying's sword-casting technique is extraordinary, Datang's sword is difficult to compete with Dongying's sword, but as long as the sword does not collide directly, your knife will not have any effect." ”
"It seems that it is not the first day that the Tang swordsmen have known Dongying."
"It is rumored that a samurai organization from Dongying has infiltrated Chang'an with the intention of destabilizing the world. What we see today is the answer to the rumors! ”
"So you joined this plan in a premeditated manner?"
"If the heroes of the world really want to settle accounts with the emperor for the things of the year, I, the Yin and Yang Sword Tsing Yi, as a grandmaster, should live up to the mission of the world and kill the emperor to set the destiny of heaven! Now that there are Dongying people coming and going in the East Palace, this incident is not simply to settle the affairs of the year, but someone is obstructing it and intends to provoke it. Although I am willing to be a pawn, I don't want to be manipulated by the Dongying people! Today, only by getting rid of them can we get rid of the sickness of the country. ”
The twin swords in Tsing Yi's hands waited for an opportunity to move, approaching the Dongying warrior step by step.
The Toei samurai's expression gradually became serious, and he felt the horror of this person.
Ordinary grandmasters are difficult enough to deal with, and this person has obviously studied the path of the Dongying samurai and knows how to deal with it, which makes it even more tricky.
The Dongying warrior glanced at the dust on the wall, and then at Tsing Yi's eyes.
Suddenly, the tip of the katana swept across the wall, rolling up a wisp of dust and flying towards Tsing Yi's eyes.
Then he followed, a stab as fast as lightning.
However, the Dongying samurai had only walked a few steps, and the fine sand in front of him suddenly rolled upside down, not affecting the opponent, but instantly blindfolded himself.
Tsing Yi sneered: "How can the Tang Grandmaster be something that you can compete with as an ordinary warrior?" ”
After speaking, the samurai felt the upper and lower sword shadows, and stopped to block them by feeling, only to see a string of firelight splashing, and the swords collided, as if they had really collided together.
The two paused, not parting.
The samurai's gaze gradually recovered from the haze, and he saw that at this moment, the long sword pressed against the blade of his katana, and the short sword condensed into a blazing white light and slashed down on the head.
"Broken!"
With a low shout, the dagger hit the katana.
Clang!
The katana was split in two, and the Dongying samurai suddenly lost his strength, took a broken knife and took a dozen steps back, looking at the knife in his hand and stunned.
"This is the knife that the people of Dongying are proud of?"
Tsing Yi asked proudly, and took another step forward, the dual swords in his hands already had killing intent.
At this moment, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from the wall and grabbed Tsing Yi's feet.
Well?
Tsing Yi was puzzled, looked down, and found that his left foot was entangled in a steel wire.
Without waiting for an easy reaction, the wire tightened, Tsing Yi let out a miserable scream, and then flew back into the air.
But it was too late, blood splattered in mid-air, and Tsing Yi's left calf was cut off instantly!
Looking at his suddenly disappeared left leg, Tsing Yi's eyes were red, and the yin and yang swords came out of his hand, turning into two swimming dragons, instantly coiling the wall where he was standing just now.
Wherever the dragon passed, the bricks and soil were stirred into powder, and someone hiding in the wall was revealed, but it turned into a pool of bright red minced meat in the dragon's fight.
killed one person, Tsing Yi fell to the ground and knelt half-kneel, covering his broken leg with his upper hand, sweating profusely, and his face was pale.
The Grandmaster was also a mortal in the flesh, and the pain of a broken leg made him feel dizzy.
He directed all his anger at that warrior, and now he only hated that he hadn't learned the art of sword thirteen, otherwise why would the two swords need to fight back?
The yin and yang swords fell to the ground, and Tsing Yi slowly picked them up and stood up strongly.
However, just after Tsing Yi got up, the long street was surrounded by Dongying warriors on all sides, all with cold faces, and Tsing Yi was already surrounded by them.
"Datang swordsman, he really has some strength!"
A special Dongying person walked out.
The reason why he is special is because among the many Dongying samurai, only this person does not have a saber, a black cloak, with an eight-headed monster snake on it, which is lifelike and very eye-catching.
"Who are you!"
At a glance, Tsing Yi could see that this person's momentum was completely different from others.
Even as a grandmaster, standing in front of this person faintly felt a trace of pressure.
"Dongying Donghuang."
"What is the Eastern Emperor and the Western Emperor? To put it simply, you're the leader of these Dongying people, aren't you? ”
Tsing Yi spat at the blood foam, and asked rhetorically.
"It's understandable. Your swordsmanship is admirable, and I invite you to join the East Emperor Pavilion today, if you are interested, I hope to plan with you. ”
"Phew! What is it? Datang sword cultivation, just seek to dominate the world, at ease! ”
"So, is Your Excellency only asking for one death?"
"Dead? Hahaha! Tsing Yi laughed, "How can a grandmaster die so easily?" Do you have what it takes to kill me? ”
As soon as the words fell, the Donghuang in front of him stretched out his hand, obviously a few meters apart, but it seemed to be in front of him in an instant.
Tsing Yi took a step back, the double sword crossing, the true qi condensed, and the pale true qi on the blade of the sword was like the sun.
But the other party's hand stretched out, just a slight pinch, and the two swords in Tsing Yi's hands were as vulnerable as pieces of paper, and instantly turned into iron filings.
"What?"
Tsing Yi's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, he wanted to retreat but he just broke his leg, his body couldn't adapt, and he fell to the side when he was stunned.
The Eastern Emperor's fingertips moved, and one hand grabbed Tsing Yi's shoulder.
Tsing Yi then found that the other party was wearing a pair of silver gloves on his hands.
The gloves were ordinary but like magma, and as soon as they touched it, Tsing Yi felt as if his shoulders were about to melt, and the tip of his nose smelled a scorching smell.
But this time Tsing Yi was prepared, relying on willpower to support without making a sound, and retreated with the strength of his true qi.
Tsing Yi staggered back seven or eight meters, and before he could stand firmly, several people behind him came out with katanas, locking Tsing Yi's escape route from all directions.
Tsing Yi knew very well that if he was directly hit by a katana, the grandmaster's body would definitely not be able to bear it.
But now he is unable to move, and he is in a hurry, he can't change his body shape at all, and he is about to be pierced by several knives, and suddenly feels more than a dozen sword qi falling above his head.
"Brother Tsing Yi, my son-in-law specially sent me to help you, think about how to repay this favor!"
Sword Thirteen descended from the sky, accompanied by countless sword qi that shook all the surrounding warriors back.