Jiang Yichen glanced at the egg lightly.

Even though he couldn't see it really, he could still feel the other party's crampedness.

It's just that I don't know if I was disturbed by betraying my deceased, or if I really didn't expect the smiling Maitreya to suddenly appear.

All indications indicate that the former is more likely, but the reaction of the egg from the previous to the present is very real.

Is it a bureau, or is it a misunderstanding?

In all fairness, Jiang Yichen couldn't convince himself that this was not a premeditated game.

He just didn't want that.

Dull out of the sheath.

Jiang Yichen still gave up the idea of taking eggs as hostages.

He doesn't have many friends in the rivers and lakes, and the intersection between the two is not much, but they have saved each other's lives and solved each other's dangers.

The dumb sword was swung.

Jiang Yichen took the initiative to launch an offensive.

The smiling Maitreya is determined to kill him, then he will die horizontally and vertically, it is better to try the gap between himself and the top existence is still geometric.

In three breaths, Jiang Yichen had already swung more than ten sword slashes at the smiling Maitreya he had noticed.

But without exception, they all fell short.

And the figure of the smiling Maitreya finally came to a distance of one zhang in front of him, standing in the air!

The body covered by the fluttering black robe is not tall, but it looks short and weird against the backdrop of the snow-white shiny and cute smiling mask.

Jiang Yichen took out his sword like a gun, straight out and straight in, and suddenly stabbed out more than ten swords towards the "big black cloth" with a mask in mid-air.

The smiling Maitreya does not dodge or dodge.

Jiang Yichen couldn't see the smiling Maitreya's movements.

I only felt that there was no obstacle between the sword and the sword, and I couldn't leave half a hole in the black robe, as if I was making a move against the air.

Jiang Yichen's heart froze, he didn't dare to be bullied by the other party, and his sword qi kept swinging and slashing while his footsteps flew back.

Within ten breaths of the following, Jiang Yichen always kept a distance from the smiling Maitreya.

It's just that even if his sword qi comes out frequently, it is like a mud cow entering the sea, and there is no response.

What made him feel powerless was that since the smiling Maitreya appeared, in addition to verbal threats, he only kept approaching, pressing him with momentum, and taught him to be tired of coping, and the other party had not even handed him a move and a half!

In the next few breaths, Jiang Yichen forced himself to settle down.

No longer cooperating with the smiling Maitreya to continue this game of cat and mouse.

Rushed straight forward and met the smiling Maitreya in close quarters.

He no longer blindly seeks to be fast, but more varied, with the intention of actually hitting his opponent.

With five moves, there are five sword transformations.

When the first sword stabbed out, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the faint sound of a dragon's groan came from the oscillation of the dumb sword body, and the prototype of the first style of the Nine Swords of the Dragon Control could be seen.

Just when the dumb sword was about to break into the smiling Maitreya's chest two inches, and it was likely to be stopped by his palms, the sword blade changed sharply, the straight edge changed to an oblique edge, and then shook a small arc to the left, and then the horizontal sword swept right, sweeping out a fan.

The Dao traces left by the sword body on the fan surface were just like fan bones, and the hidden and imperceptible cold energy shot out along the Dao fan bones.

However, this move controlled the strength and damage range of the right quarter of the British style, and failed to bloom into a gorgeous and colorful posture, and the brilliance was exhausted after the black sleeves of the robe were rolled up.

The smiling Maitreya returned the favor.

It turned out to be just an ordinary swing of the arm.

This is still the first move that the smiling Maitreya took the initiative to attack.

Jiang Yichen's third sword changed in response to the situation, and even eliminated and hit.

After the half-block and half-open smiling Maitreya's swing, the fourth move was seamlessly connected, and he once again charged towards the center of the "big black cloth"!

This one quickly turned into a meteor again.

Jiang Yichen's best sword style.

The distance is so close that the lethality of the meteor is undoubtedly greatly reduced.

But Jiang Yichen only thinks about hurting the enemy, no matter where he hurts.

In the case of seeking speed alone, the meteor style is the fastest move he can do at the moment.

Streamer gaps.

The "big black cloth" with the smiling Buddha mask stood unharmed in the cool breeze.

Jiang Yichen, who was three feet away, was dumb and knelt on one knee.

After a while, he lowered his head and spat out blood foaming at his mouth.

The "big black cloth" floated towards Jiang Yichen gracefully.

Even if he knew that the smiling Maitreya was approaching him, Jiang Yichen was helpless.

Although the five swords that intersected with each other were no longer as shocking as before, they could even allow him to understand what kind of techniques, fingerings, and palms the smiling Maitreya used to break his tight offensive through the feeling transmitted back by the sword body.

However, all this is effortless for the smiling Maitreya.

Especially in the last sword meteor style, the smiling Maitreya had already discovered his intentions, not only staggered to avoid the sword, but also gave him a painful blow.

The smiling Maitreya's blow fell on his dantian.

That palm had a scorching aura, but it didn't have any lethality!

That scorching breath rushed straight into Jiang Yichen's dantian, no more true qi than that day dragon injected into his body, but it was enough to teach him to suffer another sharp pain from the dantian to the back and forth throughout his body.

After the five swords, Jiang Yichen's heart was shocked.

In the spectrum of weapons that used hands as soldiers back then, the hands of the Purple Marquis and Lu Hao could be included in the top five, and they were all killed by his sword.

And the first person is the smiling Maitreya.

As Jiang Yichen saw, it was a pair of hands that ranked first, but there was no detailed description.

Tonight, the smiling Maitreya is considered to have corrected the name of the weapon of the year.

It also proves that in the face of absolute strength, Jiang Yichen is still a lamb who can only be slaughtered.

Jiang Yichen was a little discouraged, and the pain that swam all over his body made him even more shaky.

"If you finish the three internal skills and come back to strength, you may be able to escape if you can't beat it. ”

"But, if it falls into my hands, it's really not difficult to abolish you. ”

The smiling Maitreya's voice was like a snake, hoarse and obscure.

The egg who was watching the battle from the sidelines didn't hear anything clearly, and ran and shouted with his hands dancing, as if to stop the smiling Maitreya from killing Jiang Yichen.

Jiang Yichen listened to it word for word, and the last breath he held in his heart was also discharged.

It was dark in front of him, and he fell to the ground, sweating like a waterfall, and instantly soaked his clothes.

"Jiang Shaoxia is more gracious to our Buji Island, and I also ask Brother Maitreya to raise his noble hand. ”

Just as the smiling Maitreya approached Jiang Yichen a few minutes more, someone in the distance heard from the air.

Hearing Xie Fei's voice, the egg became more confident, and he bowed his hand to the smiling Maitreya again and again, and said: "Brother Jiang is our benefactor, benefactor, and please take care of Maitreya's helper." ”

Then he rushed to Jiang Yichen's side, straightened his knees, and sent true qi to help him stabilize his mind.

After about a stick of incense, Jiang Yichen completely eased up.

When he opened his eyes again, he was still outside the old temple, and his back was against the temple wall.

A bonfire was lit outside the old temple.

Around the campfire, near the campfire, there were ten people sitting, standing, or lying.

Everyone also noticed his awakening state one after another, and their eyes swept towards him.

His mind was still a little confused, and naturally he couldn't feel the emotion contained in each gaze.

He looked back at the crowd, and although his vision was not clear, it was not difficult to distinguish the gender of each person.

These people Jiang Yichen are no strangers, they have shared weal and woe, and they have had-for-tat.

There was only one woman in the room, and his eyes stayed on her.

He lowered his head and pulled his hands down, searching for the sword.

The darkness was at his feet, but he didn't have enough strength to grip the sword.

How can a swordsman who can't hold a sword tightly kill someone?

There was a slight burning sensation in the dantian, and he had no desire to resist without fighting spirit, and he was baptized by severe pain again.

His pupils dilated, as if he was about to faint again.

However, a hand stuffed a cold pill into his mouth, and regardless of the loss, it poured true qi into his body to help him refine his medicinal power.

The egg squatted on Jiang Yichen's side with great guilt, and said with a crying voice: "Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang, this time the egg can't stand you! It's the egg that's wrong, the egg is ashamed of you, you hit me! Scold me! You ...... me like this."

Before the egg finished speaking, the smiling Maitreya had already spoken: "Whether it's Chang Kun or Ji Qianlan, the people of the Tushi Gang are all acting according to my orders, if you want to find an enemy, come to me." ”

"Of course, you can't kill me now. ”

"I heard you like to trade, so why don't we make a deal first?"