Losing the advantage of the first move, Bai Yi's situation became more and more difficult, the candle flame and ink alternated back and forth in the vicinity, restraining his hands and feet, Yuanmu kept looking at his flaws in the center to cause damage to him, and Shuojin stood in a corner, did not fire the bow, and was ready to strike a fatal blow at any time. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

was careless for a while, causing him to be like a boss being forced to brush up, and the white clothes were also a little helpless. Therefore, sometimes planting a flag is also a very fatal thing, even if it changes the world, there is no difference.

The sun is scorching, the sky is scorching like fire, but the white clothes who are in danger are as rational as ice in their hearts. The fire sword and water sword changed in front of him, although the cooperation was very tacit, but the water and fire were incompatible, and there were still many flaws in it. Bai Yi spotted a gap between fire and water, stopped, but did not counterattack.

He found this opportunity with only one purpose, to draw his sword.

It's a pity, there was a shocking sound in the distance, and the arrow without tail feathers broke through the air, hitting the wrist of the white cloth who was exerting force. Bright red blood splattered out, but Bai Yi smiled coldly, and the wrist of the arrow shook quietly, and those splashes of blood became the best hidden weapon, shooting at the candle flames and ink that were alternating in front and back. And his sword was also drawn halfway in this tremble.

The spring thunder exploded, and the emerald green whip wrapped in the thunder snake showed its fierce fangs towards the wrist of the white-clothed arrow. Yuanmu made a remedy, and although she didn't understand why Bai Yi had to pull out her sword despite being injured, she knew she couldn't let him succeed.

The pain of the injury didn't seem to affect Bai Yi, he just frowned at the thunder snake that came with the long whip, and after avoiding a curtain of flames, he switched his sword hand.

He has already been able to fight with both hands, a swordsman can actually draw a sword from any angle, but he is testing the tacit understanding of these girls, so he will naturally release a little water, lest they not last a round.

But now it seems that they are doing much better than he thought.

Bai Yi is not a pure warrior or a Jianghu person, the killer habits inherited from the first life have been influencing him to a greater or lesser extent. So although he can actually use any blade, he still habitually uses the long sword in his hand as a cover.

A killer can never let others know his bottom line, and if he is seen through, he can't escape the fate of death. Boredom examining himself, the white-clothed sword had suddenly rattled, and a dazzling glow comparable to a meteor snaked out.

It doesn't matter what the move is, what artistic conception, this is just a simple lunge straight stab, but this sword hit the weak point of the candle flame long knife, so that her long knife had to hit the flowing water long sword of ink behind her, and the smoke and dust were everywhere for a while, completely obscuring the scene on the school field.

The thunder light was scattered, and Yuanmu's reaction was very fast, she didn't care about the candle flame and ink that were broken through the combined attack formation, but waved the long whip, and the scattered thunder light protected herself.

This is a very correct choice, in the face of the dilemma of visual obstruction, Yuanmu believes that Bai Yi is definitely not trying to completely defeat the ink and candle flames, but wants to make a sound and attack the west, first get rid of himself and Shuojin, the two people who are far away from the attack.

Unfortunately, after the dust settled, they found that none of the four people were attacked. And the boy they were guarding against was standing on top of the flagpole in the middle of the school yard, looking at them indifferently.

The arrow on the wrist of his right hand had been plucked off by the white clothes, and the dripping blood soaked the cuffs along the palm of his hand, staining a bright red. He held a sword in his left hand, his body was as tall as a pine, and the momentum around him gradually condensed.

"Are you ready? This sword, I call it a comet. ”

The indifferent tone was hated, but the four girls did not dare not take his words seriously, they were about to exert all their strength, but they still couldn't stop him from drawing his sword. Such a gap is really desperate.

Bai Yi has always learned the sword of the dead, and he has never given it to others, nor has he left himself a way out. And this sword is the essence of it, Qing Yuan once told him that there are three best assassins in the world.

"The assassination of the husband and the king, the comet strikes the moon, the assassination of Nie Zheng, the puppet of Han, the white rainbow runs through the sun, and the thorn of the detachment is Qingji, and the eagle strikes on the palace. ”

This trick "comet" in white comes from this. Facing these four girls who could make themselves feel oppressed, Bai Yi felt that they were qualified to take this sword. Although he didn't like to use such swordsmanship anymore, the past was so easy to forget.

No matter how many things you have experienced, there are always some things that you refuse to forget, and you are not willing to forget. Even if those things only hurt him, even if those things only bring despair, but that's him, that's the real him.

He thinks so.

The sword was ignorant, and the vast blue sky was suddenly covered by idle clouds, looking at such a momentum, the four girls had serious eyes. They understood what a dangerous test the sword was for them. Although there was no killing intent in sight, the internal qi in their bodies had begun to boil.

First of all, Yuanmu, in the face of such oppression, her internal qi finally revealed her true level, and that layer of emerald and jade-like qi showed the level of the eighth grade without reservation. Then there was the candle flame, her red eyes were full of joy, as if she was very satisfied with the oppression and stimulation given to her by this sword, her slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and the red qi condensed by the raging flame just echoed with Yuanmu.

Ink was the third, and she glanced at the gold beside her with some disdain, as if she was a little dissatisfied with her sister's current performance. However, she also understood what the reason for the other party's slackness was, so she just glanced at it and didn't say anything else.

And Shuo Jin's expression was a little embarrassed at this time, she used to be the fastest one among them, but now she found that she had become the end, maybe she should really reflect on her slackness. If she continues like this, she may be left behind by them, which is not the result she wants.

The phantoms of the four divine beasts echoed above the qi, and then Bai Yi saw the purest light on it, the starlight that was as extinguished as the energy on his own sword.

The Four Elephant Star Monarch, the Twenty-Eight Nakshatras, should have been the purest starlight. Bai Yi chuckled slightly, he probably understood why after adding clay, they would be called the five gods.

The mind was pure and the same, only retaining the killing intent, and the four people under the white clothes waited for the four people below to mobilize their momentum to the peak. Then, on tiptoe, the body is like a goose falling.

This sword, buried the comet. (To be continued.) )