Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

Huo Qiu Shui breathed silently, looking very experienced, and drew his sword again, but the move was completely different from the last time.

The previous sword-drawing technique was like a gap in the river water, but this time, drawing the sword created a hundred-meter-long wave. The water of the Yellow River stuck to the sword. What he drew out was not a goose-feather sword, but a four-hundred-meter-long sword with water as its blade. He raised the sword and dropped it towards the two beast vanguards.

boom--!

Amid a roar that shocked dozens of miles away, a flood peak exploded in the Yellow River, waves crashed against the shore, and the height difference of the water waves reached an astonishing fifty meters.

In the gaps between the rolling waves, between the cracks that only the moonlight could penetrate, Bai Yu advanced head-on and dived directly into the waves. Relying on the Holy Land to form a water-proof field around his body, he stepped forward and was already five steps in front of Huo Qiu Shui.

Then he launched a flash of light and flashed to the side and rear of the Sword Saint while attacking.

Adjusting your attack direction and attack point by flashing is usually called A flash.

And it happened more than once, it was a double A flash.

Although the attack only landed once, Bai Yu adjusted it twice, presenting a strange scene of attacking from three directions at the same time. It seemed that one person was besieging another person from three sides.

If it was someone else seeking the truth and being canonized, they would have already deployed the Holy Land by now to block Bai Yu's space jump. Unfortunately, the Martial Saint was not born with the Holy Land.

As long as the attack arrives, Baiyu will be the winner.

But everyone knows that when you are close to the Martial Saint, that is when you are in the most danger.

Before Bai Yu arrived, Huo Qiu Shui had already let go of his left hand, and the Yanling knife circled around his body a circle and a half, and he changed from holding the knife with his left hand to holding it upside down with his right hand.

When——!

The well-timed backhand knife flew to the point where Bai Yu's attack would land after he adjusted his position twice, and stuck the barrel of the Black Magic Gun.

But this was not the end. Bai Yu raised his other hand and smashed it towards the nothingness behind him. From a long distance, he grabbed the tip of the Lionheart Spear and poked Huo Qiu Shui's chest and armpits with the butt of the spear.

Dual guns, one for attack and one for defense, can be switched freely.

When it comes to close combat, Bai Yu has never been afraid of anyone, and he has the sanctuary and the guardian spirit. His defense must be much stronger than Huo Qiu Shui's old bones. Even if he takes a blow, as long as he exchanges injuries for injuries, he will win!

——I won!

The moment this thought arose in his mind, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. Through the reflection on the water droplets flying upstream into the sky, Bai Yu saw the source of the chill and the intuitive feeling of danger behind him - it was Hua Jianlei!

She had touched her back without knowing when, and now she and Huo Qiu Shui were sandwiched from both sides.

Depend on!

How could a martial saint be so shameless as to fight two against one!

Bai Yu had no choice but to change his attack intention, and the Lion Heart Spear changed from stabbing to blocking, blocking Huo Qiu Shui's knife and Hua Jianlei's palm on the left and right.

Two forces pressed towards the center, and there was no sound at all when the weapons made contact.

After a brief silence, the waves of the Yellow River around the three people were cut off in half, and the circular air waves spread out, flooding the roads on both sides of the shore. The green belts and guardrails were all twisted and destroyed, causing the municipal road administration workers to cry.

The Sword Master changed to holding the sword with both hands to continue increasing the pressure.

Hua Jianlei also raised her left hand, ready to strike with both palms... There was a hint of fighting spirit in her eyes, and she wondered if she was addicted to fighting.

Obviously, she had never expected that, considering Bai Yu's age, he had grown to this level in just half a year. It was really amazing.

The Qi flowed on her raised left hand, and her palms almost turned into colored glaze under the convergence of seven colors, with a colorful aura lingering around.

Bai Yu was not feeling well. Both of his hands, one on the left and one on the right, were constantly pressing inwards, especially his left arm... The previous injury was obviously not completely healed. Cracks appeared on the surface and blood was oozing out. The sleeves of the couple's clothes he had just bought were torn, and the broken pieces of cloth fell into the river and flowed downstream, like the scattered fragments of a strong man.

Even if he tried to jump through space, it was too late. Under such pressure, he could not afford to be distracted at all.

Fortunately, before Hua Jianlei dropped her glazed left palm, a phoenix flapped its wings, stirring up the Yellow River. The rising air currents caused the three people to lose their landing points at the same time. Hua Jianlei had to use his palm to meet Huang Qixia's sneak attack, giving Bai Yu some breathing space.

Huang Qixia rushed towards Hua Jianlei, her eyes filled with intense anger and shame. She was not usually so emotionally unstable, but this time she couldn't bear it.

Because she was deceived by Hua Jianlei.

Hua Jianlei deliberately fought with her for more than ten rounds, and then revealed a flaw. He pretended to let her get away and allowed her to cross the Yellow River.

Huang Qixia also thought she had found an opportunity, and immediately passed by the other party and reached the other side of the Yellow River. However, as soon as her toes stepped on the muddy ground by the river, she immediately realized that she had been deceived. She turned around and saw Hua Jianlei heading straight for Bai Yu.

For the two saints of the Martial Saint Pavilion, it didn’t matter whether Xia Huang Qixia was kept or not. It would be fine to let her go. The important thing was to bring Bai Yu back, even if she was injured, she could be cured.

The Phoenix Chief was tricked by the evil woman on the spot. He was so angry that his black hair turned red. He was furious and the blood rushed to his forehead, almost burning through his crown.

She transformed into a flaming meteor and directly hit Hua Jianlei. The violent flames symbolized her temper and her amazing strength, as if the fight would not stop until she was dead.

Bai Yu's left arm was injured and his movements were no longer as agile as before. At the same time, he also noticed that Huo Qiu Shui, who was holding a knife with both hands, was drawing the knife.

He now had two choices.

One is to immediately distance yourself to prevent yourself from being attacked continuously; the other is to choose to counterattack at close range and continue fighting.

He decisively chose the latter.

Not to mention how long the pursuit distance of the Martial Saint is, once the distance is widened, it means that all previous achievements will be reset to zero, which is equivalent to suddenly having to restart a good game that has lasted for 30 minutes.

But up to now, Bai Yu has not seen Huo Qiu Shui's real ultimate move.

Every martial saint has his own unique skills.

Unparalleled refers to power, and unique skills mean that no one can master or learn them except him.

Just as every seeker of truth has his own world, the tyranny of the Martial Saint is a move that evolves his own world to the extreme.

Bai Yu was not sure whether Huo Qiu Shui would use this trick on him, because he himself was not sure if he could withstand it.

This is undoubtedly a killer move.

Perhaps it will not be used easily until it is a matter of life and death.

Then this maybe and possibility collapsed into reality the moment Huo Qiu Shui raised his hand.

“This knife.”

"It's called 'Crossing the River.'"

The Sword Master seemed to be explaining, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

A chill came over me.

The cats on Bai Yu's shoulders all screamed in alarm.

It was a deadly threat, like the piercing chill of an awl hitting the back of the spine.

He put on the armor of the Sky Rider, and in the blink of an eye, Huo Qiu Shui swung his sword.

One hundred and thirty years have passed.

The Sword Saint raised his sword, parted the waters of the Yellow River, and cut through thousands of miles of clouds.

……

It took several minutes for the water in the Yellow River to return to its normal state.

The scene just now can only be described as dark and gloomy, with ghosts wailing and gods howling, as if a giant spirit was raising a purple gold hammer and smashing the surface of the river.

If Hua Jianlei hadn't been watching, the Yellow River might have changed its course again today.

It was precisely because Hua Jianlei's clone was guarding the river that Huang Qixia had the opportunity to launch a sneak attack on Huo Qiu Shui, interrupting his third attack before he could even launch it.

From the results.

Bai Yu crossed the Yellow River and reached the other side.

But the method he used was not so decent. He floated from the bottom of the riverbed to the surface of the Yellow River and felt his way to the river bank.

But passed is passed.

The two martial saints did not break their promise.

Huo Qiu Shui was wearing a gray long gown and sitting on the grass with his goose-feather knife stuck in the ground in front of him. At this moment, the breeze blew across the surface of the Yellow River and the bright moon was shining. The scenery was still beautiful, as if the battle just now had never happened.

Huang Qixia carefully took the ointment and applied it on Bai Yu's cracked left arm. She lowered her head, bit her lips, and felt more sad than if she were injured herself.

Hua Jianlei stood aside, looking at Huo Qiu Shui with a somewhat resentful look. She felt that if the Sword Saint hadn't used any special moves, she wouldn't have been unable to intervene.

"Are you two not planning to go back?" Bai Yu asked.

"You expect us to leave early?" Hua Jianlei folded her arms: "The longer we stay here, the safer you will be."

Bai Yu asked again: "What would have happened if I had been able to swing the knife a third time just now?"

"You'll have to stay in bed for at least a year or so." Hua Jianlei held her forehead and said, "Old man, you were really ruthless this time."

"If I really wanted to swing the sword a third time, this little girl wouldn't be able to stop me. She would just run into my sword and lose half her life."

Huo Qiu Shui flicked his fingers on the goose-feather knife, and the echoing sound was clear and crisp.

The old man, who looked a bit old, spoke to himself.

"All my life's skills are in these three swords."

"Cross the river, run rampant, dominate the sword."

"Except for the last move of the Tyrant Sword, which you didn't see in its entirety, the essence of the first two moves has been fully presented."

"If you can master it, I think it will not be inferior to the twin guns in your hands."

Bai Yu felt surprised, but also felt it was reasonable. If he played it safe, he might not be able to cross the river: "Is the Sword Saint trying to teach me swordsmanship on purpose?"

Huang Qixia didn't believe it at all: "You clearly wanted to kill someone just now!"

"The Martial Saint's unparalleled martial arts cannot be acquired through other channels. Only by experiencing it in person can one grasp its essence." Hua Jianlei explained, "That's why it is a unique martial art, because almost no one can withstand the full force of the Martial Saint."

"Then should I thank you?" Bai Yu lay down. Although he felt the blow of the knife closely, if he had to say that he had realized something...he really hadn't realized anything at the moment.

"Few people can survive after crossing a river. Even my immediate family members don't have this ability." Huo Qiushui said calmly: "You can survive because of your own ability... and I think you have a good sword but don't have the sword skills to match it, which is really a disgrace to it."

...This knife is not mine at all.

…and it’s essentially a staff!

...I've never seen the famous sword Yueying that has an intelligence bonus!

He glanced at Hua Qianlei and said, "The Sword Saint has given me such a great gift, shouldn't you show some appreciation?"

Hua Jianlei put one hand on her waist, feeling angry and amused at the same time: "I came all this way just for you, and you, little guy, still have the nerve to ask me for a gift? Do you want me to grab Mu Yaoxi, strip her clothes off, tie her clothes with a red ribbon, and then hand her to you for you to enjoy?"

No need!

She can do this kind of thing by herself, so why does she need your help?

Bai Yu wanted to respond in a tough way, but considering that Huang Qixia was beside him, he held back and said, "Then let me see your unique skills, too?"

"You can't learn it." Hua Jianlei's palm was like holding a flower: "My peerless martial arts is a real killing skill. It is different from the old man's swordsmanship that can be divided into three layers of progressive swords. If I strike, I will kill. One of us must die."

"Are you too conservative?" Bai Yu meant that you are even more extreme than the radicals.

"That's what a Martial Saint is like." Hua Jianlei sat closer and wanted to touch Bai Yu's head to show his concern, but was stopped by Huang Qixia.

He reached out three times in a row but was slapped away.

The Flower Saint was shocked: "Tsk..."

She turned her head and said to Bai Yu, "She is so possessive. Aren't you worried about your future life? I know this type of woman will lock her lover in the basement even if she gets him."

Bai Yu was stunned for a moment, wondering if the topic had changed too quickly. He said casually, "Then it's okay if I can't get it, right?"

"If you can't get it, destroy it." Hua Jianlei said with sympathy: "You have provoked someone you shouldn't have provoked. She will definitely be the direct fuse for your capsize."

"I won't hurt him." Huang Qixia said, "I'm not jealous of them either. I just hate you... because you haven't given up the idea of ​​taking him away."

Bai Yu patted the back of Huang Qixia's hand, who was alert. "How can that be? The Flower Saint is a canonized saint after all. It is impossible for him to be unreasonable and not abide by the agreement..."

Hua Qianlei: "...Tsk!"

This time the sound of mouth clicking was clearer, and it was obvious that he was dissatisfied with having his thoughts exposed.

Bai Yu had no choice but to let the two women pull him apart. He asked Huo Qiushui, "Next, I plan to go to Penglai... Do you have any suggestions?"

"You are planning to use the Lord of Penglai Island to counterbalance Luohou." The Sword Saint immediately understood: "Although it is not very clever, it may be useful... But you should know that the price to pay for using a strong man of this level is not cheap."

Bai Yu scratched his cheek: "As long as there is something to talk about, it's fine. Just think of it as a loan from the future."

"You decide for yourself. Since you already have the strength to be a saint, I will not treat you as a junior." Huo Qiushui supported his knees and stood up. His breath had recovered. He said calmly, "The only help I can give you is these three swords to cross the river."

"And remember... only when the pawns cross the river can they run rampant and eventually become the hegemon."

"The three moves are actually one sword, each one is progressive and none of them can be missing."

"As long as I can master these three swords, coupled with your endless trump cards, I think it should be enough to hold on until Penglai."

Bai Yu felt something was wrong: "Is it so difficult to get to Penglai?"

"The Ten Strongest and Ten Evils have already started to take sides regarding this matter." Hua Jianlei simply pointed out: "King Xiling has already stood on the opposite side of you. He has suffered such a great loss, he will definitely not give up... Even if the Ten Strongest will not attack you, the Ten Evils are unrestrained, they may not not take action. After all, you have already left the camps of both sides and are not protected by either side."