Chapter 51: Against the Sword
The sharp short sword did not pierce Bai Xinyu's back, and at the moment when Bai Xinyu blocked the sword with his body, the black-clothed killer was suddenly stunned, as if he couldn't believe what he saw in his eyes, could there really be someone in this world who could sacrifice himself for others?
His sword-sharp gaze had a moment of hesitation.
It was only a very short moment, and his gaze had regained firmness and cruelty, and as soon as his hand was tightened, he was about to stab, but a brilliant long sword came diagonally, like lightning in the sky, just blocking the tip of his short sword, not a single bit.
Shen Yi's face was pale, and his gaze was as firm as that of a black-clothed killer. It's just that no one noticed the excitement and fragility in his eyes when he saw Bai Xinyu and Sheng Donglai blocking each other's fatal swords.
Xiaolong blocked the tip of the short sword, and followed the short sword with great force.
The killer only felt a violent vibration in his wrist, and almost got out of his short sword, so he had to give up and continue to draw the sword. He was in danger but not chaotic, he turned over in the air, and jumped out of the air. Not only is he excellent in swordsmanship, but he is also brilliant in light skills.
It's a pity that he met Shen Yi, his feet just landed, Shen Yi's people had already arrived in front of him, and the sword light of Xiaolong was shining, attacking the key points on his chest.
The killer hung his sword at his side, and he didn't resist, but stared at Shen Yi with dark eyes.
Shen Yi raised his sword and stopped half a foot in front of his chest, and he didn't advance anymore.
The two met their eyes and looked at each other for a long time.
Shen Yi's face was still pale, but the previous tiredness was gone, only indescribable firmness and calmness.
The killer looked Shen Yi up and down with a pair of dark eyes, as if he was not only very interested in the Xiaolong in his hand, but also in his person himself.
Shen Yi's eyes were blazing, although he was also staring at the killer, especially the short sword in his hand, he had to worry about the safety of Bai Xinyu and Sheng Donglai, and said, "Miss Bai, how is Brother Sheng's injury?"
Before Bai Xinyu could speak, Sheng Donglai preemptively said, "I can't die...... I'm going to save my life to test my swordsmanship with this unsavvy boy. β
When the killer heard this, he squinted at him, but he didn't speak, but he sneered a few times, the meaning was obvious, and he didn't put Sheng Donglai and his long sword in his eyes at all.
Sheng Donglai was furious, and he was about to struggle to stand up. As soon as he exerted his strength, blood gushed from his back and he fell to the ground limply. Bai Xinyu hurriedly supported him and stopped the bleeding for him again.
Shen Yi's eyes did not leave the killer, and he said in a deep voice: "White girl, please escort Brother Sheng back to Zhujiazhuang first......"
Before he finished speaking, the killer chuckled again and said, "Don't worry, I never chase and kill the survivors under the sword, I failed to kill him this time, and I won't do it again in the future." β
His voice was hoarse and high-pitched, but it was full of pride.
Sheng Donglai was even more angry when he heard this, and scolded: "You villain, you plot to hurt people, and you can't sneak attack, but you have a heart-to-heart showdown, you and I will have a head-to-head showdown." β
The killer didn't speak, and this time he didn't even bother to slant his eyes at him, only staring at Shen Yi's face, his eyes still arrogant and ruthless.
This killer is very strange, it seems that his heart is changeable, he was the one who attacked and assassinated him before, he was not consciously ashamed, and now he is arrogant, and he seems to be very good at swordsmanship. He acts in an extreme and arrogant manner, following only his own thoughts, and does not care about the likes and insults of others, but I wonder if he is so arrogant because he is extremely proud, or because he is extremely inferior, so he deliberately acts like he doesn't care about anything? Maybe it's both?
Shen Yi looked at him and meditated in his heart, his eyes unconsciously showing thoughts.
Watched by such a pair of discerning eyes, the killer no longer seemed to be able to maintain his iron will, and there seemed to be some wavering in his dark eyes.
Sheng Donglai's stubborn temper, but he couldn't resist Bai Xinyu's soft persuasion, the two relied on each other, turned around and left slowly.
After taking a few steps, Sheng Donglai turned his head again and said, "Shen Daxia, this kid is yours." He took a breath and said, "When you win this kid, I'll try with you again." β
The killer really didn't stop Sheng Donglai and Bai Xinyu from leaving, he didn't even move his brows, just looked at Shen Yi and said, "Your swordsmanship is excellent, let's compare." β
This black-clothed killer was as insidious and ruthless as a scheming person for a while, and as frank and direct as a child for a while, even Shen Yi's eyes were a little unpredictable, but he said lightly: "Please." β
He held the hand of the dragon tightly, and a scorching fighting spirit surged from his heart.
"For those who love swords, the greatest luck in life is to meet an opponent of equal strength. This was said by Sheng Dong a few days ago, and it was also what Shen Yi had always thought. It's been a long time since he's had the feeling of a sword rival and a longing to compete.
The feeling of not having an opponent is more lonely than not having friends.
The killer thinks the same way, right? The killer's dark eyes were like a sudden flame, as bright as the stars in the sky.
A murderous air flow arose around the two of them, brewing with tremendous power. Pedestrians avoided one after another, and the drizzle fell densely, but it spread around them, and it seemed that even the rain did not dare to touch its edge, and hurriedly dodged.
The killer snorted softly, and with a sharp thud, the short sword burst out of the air.
Xiaolong Dragon groaned,-for-tat.
Both of them are like electricity, and their swords are swift, but they are changeable, and they have changed their moves before they can meet the sword.
The silky drizzle stretched like a weave, forming a rain curtain wherever their sword qi reached, and then connected into a large hollow space. In this space, I only saw two gray figures rushing back and forth, but I couldn't see their faces clearly, and the sound of sword qi breaking through the air was sharp and piercing, but I didn't hear the sound of swords hitting each other.
The killer's sword is fast, and Shen Yi is either fast against fast, or slow to contain. The killer's sword moves are unpredictable, and Shen Yi responds to all changes with the same.
Xiaolong suddenly let out a loud bang, like thunder breaking through the clouds.
The figures of the two men came to an abrupt halt. The rain curtain forced out by the sword qi also disintegrated, and the drizzle fell on the two of them one after another, mixing with the sweat that flowed out.
Shen Yi's face was so pale that there was no blood, but his expression was still calm, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth. The dragon in his hand was like a clear spring of silver light, frozen in mid-air, pointing diagonally at the killer's throat, a stone's throw away.
The tip of the short sword in the killer's hand had been slashed, like a poisonous snake with its head cut off, hanging down slowly and weakly.
The killer's gaze was dim, and he seemed to have been drained of all the passion in his body. He looked at Shen Yi, his voice was even hoarse, and he said word by word: "You won." β
Shen Yi smiled and said, "Win half a move by luck." β
The killer said, "I didn't do my best, you won a fluke." β
Shen Yi pondered for a moment, put away his smile, and said: "Yes, after the sword fight the night before, I was injured in my left shoulder, which had little impact on Shen Jian's technique, and you were injured in the upper arm of your right hand, although the wound was not deep, it affected the speed of your sword." β
The killer's eyes, which had lost their brilliance, suddenly lit up again, and he said proudly: "So I didn't lose, and you haven't won yet, wait until everyone is healed, and then compare." β
Shen Yi shook his head and smiled, as if he felt that what he said was whimsical, and seemed to think that he was too naΓ―ve, and said slowly: "We won't have time to compete again, you are a murderer, and Shen will arrest you today." β
The killer's eyes blinked, and he actually showed a little naughty, and said: "You are a swordsman, of course you take the sword as the supreme, do you just want to solve the case, and don't want to pursue the supreme realm of swordsmanship?" He smiled dumbly, and said very confidently: "Do you believe it or not? I have seen your swordsmanship today, my comprehension of the sword is not lower than yours, I don't have to be entangled in chores, and the simple focus of my mind is better than yours, as long as it takes a few days, I will definitely be able to find a way to break your sword moves." On that day, you and I will face each other again, and it is difficult to say who will win and who will lose. β
The long sword in Shen Yi's hand was as stable as a rock, and he said slowly: "Maybe you're right, but the sky net is magnificent, negligent but not leaky, how can I let you go with my own selfish desire to seek a sword?"
Shen Yi's demeanor was solemn and upright, and the killer couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat, and he couldn't say whether he admired or feared. But in a blink of an eye, he smiled coldly and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to catch me today." He suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance and shouted, "Do you still want Hua Susu's life?"
Shen Yi was already worried about Hua Susu's safety, and when he heard him shout, he didn't have time to think about it, he was about to turn his head to look, his face was just turned away, and the corner of his eye had already noticed the killer's figure shaking, and he knew that he was fooled, and then turned around, the killer shook his hand and shot the half-cut short sword in his hand, and went straight to Shen Yi's door.
Shen Yi Xiaolong waved, and the short sword that attacked him fell to the ground, and then looked at the killer, his feet were flexible, he rushed into the crowd, his body moved left and right a few times, and he was gone, and his smug laughter came from far in the air: "Shen Yi, you have been fooled, we will have a date later." β
Shen Yi put away his long sword, very annoyed, he only felt that the killer's behavior was too difficult to judge, and his momentum was steady for a while, he obviously had the demeanor of a generation of grandmasters, but in a blink of an eye, he looked like a scoundrel who did everything. He was able to guess Shen Yi's thoughts in an instant and come up with a countermeasure to get out of danger, which showed that his mind was thorough. It's a pity that such a talent has become a killer who cares about people's lives, Shen Yi feels both pity and hate, and then thinks of Hua Susu's whereabouts, he can't help but be very worried.