The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 335

The wind is howling.

Blood is weeping.

The blood came from the torsos and limbs of the three men.

Of these three people, one swung a knife, one held a sword, and one held a gun.

The knife is a long black knife, six feet long and weighing a hundred catties.

It is not easy to wield this knife, but once this knife is wielded, it will be like a strong wind passing by, crushing everything, and it is unstoppable.

The user of this knife must be a straight-forward person, and must also be a person with infinite strength.

The sword is a forest green rapier with a unique hilt, with a blade on one side and teeth on the other.

It seems that only one side of this sword can kill people, while the other side is more likely to be used for torture.

The weirder the weapon, the more demanding it is for the person who controls it, and most of it is tailor-made for the user.

Not surprisingly, the person who used the sword was considered to be a master of swordsmanship, and he enjoyed the process of torturing people very much.

The spear is a long bronze spear with a tapered tip, which can be stabbed or chopped.

This is a gun for charging into the battle. Those who use the gun must have the enemy outnumbered, and they can also take the courage of the enemy's leader from the crowd of thousands of troops.

The sword is the commander of a hundred soldiers, the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and the spear is the king of a hundred soldiers.

These three weapons are not only the best in a hundred soldiers, but also famous weapons in the world.

These three people, no matter in the rivers and lakes or on the battlefield in the past, they were once independent and famous people.

Now, the weapon is not dusty and is still sharp, but under the dim light, it loses its original brilliance.

Weapons are like people, and their owners are not only faceless and unrecognizable, but also have no expression in their eyes, as if they have lost their longing for life, and they are almost walking dead.

Therefore, even if any one of the three is taller than Lian Die by nearly two heads, even if any one of them is more famous than the unknown Lian Die, but the three of them join forces to treat this little-known "Weak" women are helpless.

The wound burst open.

Blood spilled.

The wind pulled strands of bright red into ribbons, as if decorating the bleak ending.

The movements of the three became slower and slower, but Liandie's offensive was still merciless.

When the dying struggle seems weak, it is absolutely difficult for them to survive in this world.

They didn't know how they were defeated by the petite woman in front of them, just like they didn't know when they came to such a field and became an anonymous guard of the forbidden area.

In the memory, there is vaguely yellow sand all over the sky, and there are many bones. They were seriously injured, so severe that they couldn't keep their minds awake, until they couldn't open their eyes at all.

After opening their eyes again, there was little light in their sight, and they even lost the appearance of normal people until they gradually forgot who they were originally.

They fell, and another hell might be a better destination.

With the effort of a cup of tea, one can chat about homework for a while, read a complete sketch, and weave a set of clothes.

The effort for a cup of tea is not short.

A cup of tea is not enough to have a drink with your friends, not enough to play a game of chess against your opponent, not even enough to eat a meal carefully.

The effort for a cup of tea is really not long.

In just one cup of tea, Lian Die has defeated three masters, not because she is too strong, but because her opponents are not as good as before.

She has easily passed three levels, but she is not in a hurry to advance to the next level.

Instead, he turned around and looked behind.

There is a person standing on the edge of the cliff behind.

This person was the same as the person she met today, dressed in a black robe.

The man in the black robe is wearing a hood. In the wind, he looks like a ghost. His face cannot be seen clearly, and his figure is elusive.

Lian Die doesn't seem to care about this, today she has killed a lot of ghosts or ghosts.

She didn't come here for killing, but she didn't mind using killing as a way out.

She was slightly surprised that the black-robed man followed behind without anyone noticing.

It was a little strange because of the ill-fitting sickle in the hands of the man in black.

She couldn't help frowning, this kind of expression is rare on her face.

But soon, her eyes changed back to the same knife as before.

His eyes were as sharp as a knife.

The attack should be as fierce and decisive as a knife.

The man in black is naturally Jiang Yichen.

The strong wind in the valley was far more ferocious than he had imagined.

It took him nearly a cup of tea to jump over thirteen stone platforms with plum blossom piles.

When he landed on this side of the cliff, all he could see was the last struggle of the three of them before they fell.

He could feel the murderous intent and helpless confusion of the three of them before they died.

He can see that these three people have extraordinary skills, and any one of them has the possibility of defeating Liandie with one move when they are in their prime.

He also saw that these three people are not what they used to be, which is why Lian Die can still go forward.

He didn't know why Lian Die came here, but seeing that she came prepared, and the progress was particularly smooth, he was even more worried.

He knew that once he set foot on the other side, Liandie would only treat him as an enemy and get rid of him quickly.

But he had to stand up.

He has a hidden worry in his heart, even if Lian Die can pass the next level, two levels smoothly, but these are just the foreshadowing for the final capture.

He had to stop Liandie from moving forward.

He felt ashamed of Ting Yuge, and when he said goodbye to Ji Zhe a few months ago, he secretly promised that he would help Ting Yuge out of the predicament.

No one knew about this oath, but he never forgot it.

Right now, in order to avoid the danger of Liandie's life, Jiang Yichen can only show up and force her to retreat.

And he also thinks that he has enough strength to make Lian Die retreat, even though what he holds in his hand is not a sword.

Against the enemy with a sickle that is not in his hand, he must be ready.

Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, this is his combat strategy.

However, firstly, the sickle is not as agile as the sword, and secondly, it seems that it is precisely because of his conservative attitude that he has been completely at a disadvantage from the very beginning of this duel.

Daggers and sickles are short weapons.

The dagger is shorter than the sickle, and the force is shorter and faster, which can easily make the enemy's judgment untimely and suffer heavy injuries. Therefore, once the opportunity is lost, the only thing left to do is to be tired of parrying.

The sickle became Jiang Yichen's biggest obstacle now, as if he had broken his own arm, and he had no strength left to fight back.

All the initiative is completely controlled by Liandie, unless Liandie is unable to continue, Jiang Yichen has no chance of turning over.

As the fight continued, the passive defense became more and more difficult.

Because, Jiang Yichen always spends a lot of time thinking about the opponent's moves in advance, and thinks about the countermeasures in advance, so that he will not make mistakes in his busy schedule and be full of loopholes.

All of this needs to be done in an instant, and the difficulty can be imagined.

Normally, if Jiang Yichen holds a sword in his hand, he will be able to win with swordsmanship within a hundred rounds, but at this time, this woman who is slightly inferior to him seems to have grown superhuman. efforts to maintain the stalemate.

This is really frustrating.

The wind in the valley was still cool, but Jiang Yichen's hair had already soaked the hood.

The fight between the two lasted almost an incense stick of kung fu.

Jiang Yichen was still struggling to hold on, and since he couldn't control the enemy, if he procrastinated, he might not be able to achieve his goal of persuading him to quit.

And Lian Die obviously realized this too.

Time is very precious to her, and if the fight continues like this, she will have to retreat when the sky gets dark.

In an instant, Lian Die glared, and the dagger in his hand flashed golden light, determined to fight quickly.

Jiang Yichen was overjoyed immediately when he saw this.

Just now, the frequency of Liandie's moves has reached the extreme, the offensive is like a tide, and everything is stable. Jiang Yichen is powerless to change the suppressed situation.

Now it is Lian Die who is the first to break the deadlock. This effort, in order to reach another higher extreme, will inevitably have excessive gaps, and a little too much force will become a flaw.

How could Jiang Yichen miss such a good opportunity.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and the sickle in his hand was covered with a layer of crystal particles.

In the previous attacks, Liandie was always able to retract and release freely, but this time, she opened her bow left and right, and after being narrowly dodged by Jiang Yichen, she found that the left dagger that was about to withdraw was unable to move.

In just a moment, she realized that the dagger was restrained by the sickle and could not move, and she also clearly felt the penetrating chill coming from the handle of the dagger.

Just as she was about to use the right dagger to attack Wei and rescue Zhao, and to solve the left dagger dilemma, Jiang Yichen took the first step and met the dagger in her right hand with a sickle.

As a result, the two daggers have been completely frozen by a sickle!

Lian Die is a decisive person, seeing this situation, she wanted to abandon the dagger and fight the enemy with fists and kicks.

But in an instant, she changed her mind and hit the two daggers with inner strength to break free from the shackles of the sickle.

Then, without looking back, he ran towards the plum blossom pile and stone platform.

Seeing Liandie's swiftly leaving figure, Jiang Yichen secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Lian Die finally left, but next, he still had an uphill battle to fight.

Behind him, there is a black shadow approaching him!

(End of this chapter)