Chapter Forty-Eight: Strike When It's Time to Strike
Bai Weng dance artists generally dance less than two feet away from Yunxiao.
The guards' crossbow arrows had been fired in a fairly orderly manner, forming a sustained strike capability. The last person shoots a crossbow arrow, and the next person starts shooting. This kind of play made Bai Weng miserable. Whenever he wants to rush over and kill the kid in front of him, there will always be a crossbow arrow that shoots at him accurately.
The damn boy doesn't know what kind of magic he uses, and he actually makes himself so numerous. Facing a group of clouds, Bai Weng didn't know which cloud to attack. What's worse is that the soles of my feet are still slipping, and I almost fell down a few times.
The back of the ass is cold, and the pavilion master of the dignified Tianji Pavilion is actually twisting his waist and swinging his hips here with his bare ass. Bai Weng himself felt that it was a good way to give himself a sword but die.
Xiao Bai hid in the corner of the room, looking curiously at this old guy with hair and beard as white as his own. I don't understand why he was jumping and jumping there.
Bai Weng finally couldn't bear it anymore, and after dodging a crossbow arrow, he stopped on the ground. With a weak force, the body flew straight out. Ignoring the crossbow bolts that came from behind him, he viciously slashed down at one of the clouds.
This sword used ten percent of its strength, and the brake pill turned into a dazzling white light, and the speed was comparable to that of a crossbow arrow. It can be seen that Bai Weng's resentment towards Yun Xiao is deep.
"Click" "Boom"
A series of sounds rang out, and the clouds in front of him turned into a pile of broken glass shards, lying on the ground shiny and refracting the sunlight shining through the window.
Bai Weng was dumbfounded, he had lived a long time in his life. Nothing like this has ever been seen. As soon as his feet hit the ground, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his feet.
His shoes were stuck with fish glue, and he was now barefoot. The glass ballast stabbed mercilessly into the soles of his feet, "Ahhhh Swinging his sword, another cloud was shattered.
Yun Xiao was gone, replaced by Dai Yu.
The pain in Bai Weng's heart under his feet, the intense pain made the muscles in his face twitch a little. Dai Yu drew his saber with a solemn expression, and strode to Bai Weng's side. Bai Weng was very surprised, why his feet would not slip, and when he saw Dai Yu's shoes, Bai Weng was immediately half angry.
The soles of the shoes were filled with nails. Step on a wooden floor. How solid it is, how solid it is. The slippery floor wax didn't make any difference to him.
"Bai Weng, it seems that you can't kill me today. If you are willing to give up your sword and surrender, Yun Xiao can spare your life, how about it? ”
Yun Xiao's voice came from some corner. Voices echoed through the room.
"Boy. You think you can eat the old man in this way. The old man tried all the essence of Tianji Pavilion today to be a suspicious soldier to lure away your guards. How can you just give up? Today, the old man's corpse is on the spot, and he will kill you. ”
Bai Weng pointed to the ground on tiptoe, and his eyes scanned around. Hope Yun Xiao answers his words. In this way, he can find out where Yun Xiao is hiding, force Dai Yu away, and then kill him strongly.
"Don't bother, Master Hou won't give you this opportunity. Bai Weng, Dai Yu knows that this is unfair to you. But you are also a generation of grandmasters, and I am afraid that I will not be able to keep you without such a method. Having come this far, you resign yourself to your fate. ”
Dai Yudao moved at will, his body was as fast as lightning, and he slashed at Bai Weng with a saber.
The two figures, one black and one white, kept colliding together and separating in the field, occasionally sparking a ball. The whole room was filled with the sound of clanging blades, and the guards were terrified to watch, and Xiaobai was amused to watch.
Bai Weng is worthy of being a generation of grandmasters, the overlord of Tianji Pavilion. In such an unfavorable situation, he still fought with Dai Yu. But he was old after all, and his hair and beard were already gray.
As the saying goes, boxers are afraid of being young and strong, and Dai Yu is not yet thirty years old. The body is too much better than this old man, and after dozens of rounds, Bai Weng is already bearded. The beads of sweat on his forehead kept dripping down, and the panting sound became louder and louder, until finally it was like a cow's roar.
The moves of the saber are very ordinary, and Yun Xiao explained to Dai Yu the Japanese kendo of later generations. Dai Yu has quite a comprehension, and there are only a few moves back and forth, horizontal and vertical slashing. Although it is not flashy but very practical, none of the knives have tried their best to attack the opponent, the brake pill in Bai Weng's hand has jumped off many gaps, and Bai Weng can no longer care about cherishing his own portable sword. can only be tough with Dai Yu.
The pain in his feet combined with the consumption of his body, Bai Weng was on the verge of collapse. Dai Yu slashed vigorously, and Bai Weng couldn't stand it anymore. The brake pill in his hand struck against the blade of the saber, and there was a "dang long" sound. The brake pill was broken in two, and Dai Yu saw the opportunity to fly up and kick Bai Weng to the ground, and pointed the tip of the knife at Bai Weng's nose.
"You lost. Hahaha" Yun Xiao turned out from behind a large mirror, with a mocking smile on his face.
"Hou Ye be careful" Dai Yu reminded loudly, Bai Weng had already thrown the half of the brake pill in his hand at Yun Xiao.
"Bang" The cloud in the mirror immediately shattered into countless petals.
Bai Weng turned his head and found that Yun Xiao was standing on the other side of him. Now he had nothing to work with, and he wasn't sure if the cloud was real.
"You can't kill me, from the moment you stepped into this room without making a move. You're lost. ”
"You guess the old man won't do it as soon as they meet?"
"If you start as soon as you meet, then how are you different from those killers, how can you show the demeanor of your generation of grandmasters? Bai Weng, there is a ballad in my hometown. The singing was a man with a head the size of a pig's head. Now I'll teach you, remember not to be so big next time.
When the road is uneven, he roars, and when it is time to make a move, he will shoot in Kyushu, and the wind and fire will break through Kyushu......" Yun Xiao's singing voice was full of drama.
The iron guards are red-faced, the little white is holding their heads, Dai Yu is sitting on pins and needles, and the birds are flying one after another.
I really didn't dare to compliment Hou Ye's singing voice, and Bai Weng was so angry that his beard curled up.
"The old man has been a noble man all his life, how can he be insulted by you like this."
Bai Weng shouted violently, grabbed the ground with both hands and rushed forward. Dai Yu didn't expect the old guy to suddenly go berserk, and when he wanted to swing the knife, he was already slow. Bai Weng's withered twig-like hands had already grasped the sharp saber, and his chest was pushed forward, and the sharp sword came out of his chest.
Blood trickled down the tip of the knife and dripped to the ground.
Yun Xiao was stunned, he just sang a song, although it was not as good as Liu Huan's singing. You don't have to kill yourself so hard.
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