Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 573
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for Yang Yong to believe that there is such a swift and calm movement in the world.

The moment the thin blade approached him, Yu Wenzheng did not show the slightest panic, but remained motionless, standing still with a faint smile on his lips.

Yang Yong squeezed cold sweat in the palm of his hand, clutching the hilt of the knife in his hand, but did not make any movement.

Because he knew that it was too late, even if he rushed out to save him now, it would be too late.

The person who shot was too fast, as fast as a ghost passing by in Shenyue Youlin, unable to catch it, or even see it clearly.

And Yu Wenzheng, meditating like a Buddha, seems to have no intention of avoiding or resisting at all.But in the next moment, Yang Yong realized that he was wrong.

It's not that Yu Wenzheng doesn't hide, but he is grasping the best time.

The knife is like a flowing cloud, waving a bright light and flying towards him, the black clothes are raised, reflecting the light of the knife, seeing that the blood-dropping cold blade is about to cut his chest open.Yu Wenzheng suddenly leaned back, almost flying close to the ground.

The scimitar pierced the air, but the phantom-like killer didn't draw back the knife to attack again, but jumped up like a wild goose with its wings spread. The shadow of the knife spun in his hand at high speed, turning into a silver flower.

The sharp wind of the knife seemed to chop everyone under his scimitar into pieces.

Yang Yong was even more startled as he watched from the sidelines.

If it is said that in terms of body speed, Yu Wenzheng still does not fall behind, and is even much higher than the killer, but in terms of weapons, Yu Wenzheng is already at a disadvantage.

He is bare-handed, and the opponent is armed with magical weapons. No matter how you look at it, Yu Wenzheng is at a disadvantage.

But Yu Wenzheng didn't seem to be worried about this, and he still had time to comment on the opponent's sword skills: "Yes, it seems that Yu Wenheng didn't train you for nothing."

The killer concentrated on the offensive and ignored him.

The two of them backed away, and they saw that they had circled the small courtyard several times, and the silver light falling from the knife shadow around them had not dissipated, but Yu Wenzheng smiled leisurely, his voice was condensed in the gust of wind, and there was a faint echo: " That’s all for these skills? Well, I’ve had enough fun with you, and now it’s time to send you on your way.”

Before he finished speaking, he stood up straight and was heading towards the knife. The shadow killer was stunned for a moment, and his movements froze.

But he quickly came back to his senses, the attack became more fierce, and he mobilized his whole body to face Yu Wenzheng head-on, the sword shadows were colorful like falling flowers, and like stars falling, splashing a light rain.

The figures of the two were covered by the light curtain, so they couldn't see the situation, only heard a few clangs, but it was too ordinary, too small, as small as a child raising a sword to fight, it was just a joke, without the slightest murderous intent.

After a long time, until the cold moon was setting in the east and the morning sun was about to rise, the light curtain finally gradually disappeared, and two figures were faintly revealed, one standing and the other kneeling, one looking far away, and the other buried his head silently.

After the scattered light spots had completely dissipated, Yang Yong took a closer look. The black shadow killer was kneeling at Yu Wenzheng's feet with his head down and his eyes loose.Under the jet-black mask that covered half of his face, a few drops of blood flowed out, and a bloodstain across his neck was slowly oozing blood.

His scimitar was stuck in the ground, and blood soaked into the loess along the edge.

And he was out of breath.

So far, this thrilling and exciting fight ended with Yu Wenzheng's victory.

No one saw what happened in the light curtain, but everyone could imagine what happened.

Yu Wenzheng remained silent for a while, flicked his wide sleeves, turned and left, Yang Yong recovered from the shock, called him hastily, and said, "My lord, what about this man's body?"

(End of this chapter)