Chapter 509: Wind Sword Hero (1)

"Just now, Division Commander Baddeley used sound transmission magic to tell me that the military headquarters has gathered the strength of two divisions and is heading towards us. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoWe want to speed up and pave the way for them. Guo Yi said with a smile to Lan Lun, the head of the reserve regiment beside him.

The faces of those who heard the news all around them showed a look of relief. To be honest, they have been under a lot of pressure since they set off, and now that the people from the military headquarters have finally been dispatched, they also feel that the burden on their shoulders has been lightened a lot.

"Captain Yi, I'm afraid that at our current speed, if it goes well, maybe we will have already broken through the Secret Saint Fort in two hours, and then the first credit will be ours." Lan Lun said excitedly.

Along the way, due to the strength of the Blood Flame Clan, they were almost overwhelmed all the way, which also made them more confident in speaking.

"I hope so, if this is the case, we can also contain the strength of two more divisions for the Fifth Army." Guo Yi also nodded with a smile and said.

The group rushed towards their last location, the Blueprint River.

In the defensive position of the Blueprint River, an hour ago, a team had already arrived, quietly waiting for the arrival of Guo Yi and his party.

Like Guo Yi, they are all from the Special Operations Legion, this team has only more than 200 people, and all of them are armed with long swords.

The young man at the head of the group, he held a special samurai sword in his hand, and he was not wearing armor, but a light blue cultivation uniform, and the only armor on his body was the arm guards of his wrists and ankles.

In the eyes of others, he is wearing such equipment, and it is simply child's play on the battlefield, because without wearing armor, his survivability on the battlefield will definitely drop by more than half.

But only those who know him know that he only does it so that his body can be more flexible and lightweight.

Among the younger generation, he has a resounding name called Swift Wind Swordman, and speed is everything to him.

On the battlefield, he relied on his unparalleled speed, flexibly shuttled among the enemy troops, and harvested the lives of one enemy after another with the long sword in his hand.

"Captain Yasuo, I was just notified that the Blood Flame Clan is about to arrive. Is there anything else you and your team need to prepare? The head of the regiment beside him, after slightly sensing the transmission stone and the information transmitted, immediately spoke respectfully.

His respect was entirely from the bottom of his heart, and an hour earlier, their defensive position had been on the verge of losing in the face of a Noxian onslaught.

If it weren't for the fact that this group of young people from the Sword Dojo arrived in time and turned the tide, I am afraid that he would have been broken through by the enemy here.

Thinking back to the young man in front of him, shuttling through the enemy army as if no one was there, and reaping the lives of the enemies one by one, the regimental commander who was in charge of guarding here felt a tremor in his heart.

You must know that it is completely shuttling in the rain of guns and arrows!

"No thanks!" The young man in front of him said politely, but his eyes as sharp as an eagle were still staring into the distance, and he was looking forward to seeing the young man of his age.

Yasuo has always been a proud figure among the younger generation, and at the age of twenty-one, he has already touched the threshold of the Seventh Order Martial Venerable.

And more importantly, he also has a natal skill, mastering the way of wind and the way of the sword, the two heavenly ways. And it combines them perfectly.

No matter which one of these achievements is, it is enough for him to stand at the pinnacle of his peers.

Because of this, he had almost no friends since he was a child, and those who were the same age were in awe of him because of his talent.

Over time, he developed an indifferent character, and in the eyes of others, he was powerful and cold, and he was a natural swordsman.

However, only he knows that in fact, he has always longed to have a partner in his heart and feel what friendship is really like.

But his talent was doomed, he could not be friends with ordinary people, however, two hours earlier, he had received an urgent military intelligence.

In the Special Operations Legion, a young man of his age actually saw through the conspiracy carefully planned by Admiral Gerald, who was known as the sea fox.

This made Yasuo very shocked, although he thought that his military talent was not very high, but he knew how many old foxes there were in the military department.

But the conspiracy that none of them saw through was seen through by the young man named "Yi", and at that moment, Yasuo wanted to meet the young man.

At least he had to admit that Guo Yi also had a talent that stood out from the crowd in terms of military strategy.

Therefore, when he heard that Guo Yi actually led his troops to kill the Secret Saint Fort in person, he put down all the affairs in his hand and rushed towards this side.

First, he also wanted to meet Guo Yi, and secondly, such an important military action could reflect his value.

Wow hoo hoop kick!

Dense footsteps came from far and near, but it was so dark that no one could see the true face of the army, even through the torches in the camp.

However, Yasuo can use the way of the wind to sense the flow of breath within a kilometer.

"There are actually two breaths that can make me feel dangerous. It seems that this time it really didn't come in vain! The corners of Yasuo's mouth curled.

The reason why Yasuo left the swordsmanship dojo, joined the special operations legion, and came to the William War Zone was to seek that opportunity to break through in the battle.

For any genius, the sixth-order Martial Emperor to the seventh-order Martial Emperor is definitely a big hurdle, I don't know how many wonderful geniuses in history, because they can't comprehend their own rules of heaven and earth, they stop at the sixth-order Martial Emperor for life.

And Yasuo also stayed in this threshold for half a year, in order not to follow in the footsteps of those geniuses, Yasuo and the other young generations of the swordsmanship dojo stepped on the battlefield impressively.

It is only in that kind of life and death that it is easiest to stimulate one's potential.

However, when he came to the battlefield, Yasuo realized that it was not easy to find an opponent who was really suitable for him.

Among the sixth-order Martial Emperors, he was almost invincible now, but if he challenged the Seventh-Order Martial Emperor, even if he had the ability to protect himself, he would definitely be beaten to the ground.

Then it's not grinding, it's masochism.

However, now that he felt the two breaths of danger coming from the darkness, a thick battle suddenly rose in his eyes, which was the opponent he had been looking for here.

As the footsteps got closer and closer, a large team, under the reflection of the surrounding firelight, slowly appeared in everyone's field of vision.

And Yasuo's gaze was like a sword, and suddenly fell on Guo Yi, who was walking in the forefront.

Guo Yi, who was on the other side, also looked at Yasuo who was looking at him with some surprise.

With his keen divine sense, he could feel that Yasuo actually had the aura of kendo on his body.

This is the second time Guo Yi has met someone in a long time who has mastered the way of the sword.

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The Yasuo you're looking forward to is finally coming out, it's really hard to set up! (To be continued.) )