Chapter Eighty-Five: Consecutive Slashes

Chapter 85: Consecutive Slashes

The song of the west wind scratched her hair, and after a while, she suddenly let out an exclamation. "Ahh Yes? He's the Demon Lord - he's so good-looking, why is he so bad and vicious! I knew that I would have given him a sword! In the past, many friends were harmed by the Buddha's courtship! ”

"Who is he?" Yi Yun didn't continue to ask about Batian, because he couldn't remember this person. Li and the song of the west wind followed the eyes of the rhyme, and his eyes fell on the window of the Tianzihao guest room on the top floor of the Yuelai Inn, there was no one in the window, but through the capture of artistic conception consciousness, it was determined that behind the wall next to the window, there was a person. Inferring from the fluctuation of energy, Li can assert that that person is deliberately constricting his breath, and he is also wearing a cloak with a certain degree of hidden effect, and it is definitely not as weak as the leakage of breath shows. "Hide your head and show your tail, and your subordinates will catch him!" When Li jumped up, on the other side of the Yuelai Inn, Yan Nanfei had already broken through the wall and flown away in the air.

Yi Yun jumped up, flew up to the top floor of the Yuelai Inn, and flew out with the help of his strength, the dark purple Tai Chi light map flashed, and his figure flew faster! Like a dark purple lightning bolt across the void, Yan Nanfei flew away with all his might, hoping to escape from the city before being intercepted by the Killing Dao NPC. When he came back to his senses, he found that Yi Yun was coming, and then on it, he carefully captured the battle between Yi Yun and Batian, in detail.

The defeat of the Deception was completely unexpected by him, but the defeat of the Deception was so fast that it was completely unexpected by Yan Nanfei. The Demon Desire Sutra is faster than self-cultivation in the artistic conception through Yin and Yang**, and the unremitting self-cultivation of more than three hundred years before Batian's entry into hell to rebirth gives him a great advantage in his martial arts level, although Yan Nanfei does not know Yiyun's martial arts level, but it is certain that at the martial arts level, Batian will not suffer too much in the face of Yiyun.

Originally, Batian should not have been defeated so quickly, and the speed of Yiyun's sword was unexpected, and the first move cut off Batian's right arm, but what surprised Yan Nanfei the most was the incredible speed of changing moves. That kind of speed of changing moves shattered Yan Nanfei's confidence in the face of Yi Yun, Yi Yun's sword speed is of course faster than him, but can he quickly create a fatal gap within three moves? Judging from the hand-to-hand competition of the dance forest conference, not necessarily. Not necessarily, Yan Nanfei is a chance to challenge Yiyun alone, although that chance is not big, but Yiyun's sword speed plus that incredible speed of changing moves, he has no chance!

'Did Xia Hongyu get together with Yiyun? That kind of speed of changing moves is obviously the proud stunt of the Golden Snake Langjun's martial arts...... Yan Nanfei struggled to fly away, but was surprised to find that Yi Yun was chasing closer and closer! 'How can it be so much faster than then?' Yan Nanfei was surprised, remembering that when he chased Yiyun with Zhang Wuji, he was able to barely keep up. After a few days and nights, he was not chased and lost in the speed of light work, and he couldn't help but be surprised and shocked in his heart.

Yan Nanfei ran fast, and Yi Yun, who was expressionless behind him, pursued faster, he didn't remember who Yan Nanfei was, he didn't have a feeling of disgust for Yan Nanfei, only a strong feeling of wanting to kill him, so even if he couldn't remember who Yan Nanfei was, he didn't plan to let him go at all.

Yan Nanfei, who escaped, clearly grasped Yi Yun's pursuit that was getting closer and closer, crossed the air, turned back suddenly, and performed a trick to return to the moon to stab the meteor sword style, but unexpectedly, a flower in front of him, a purple shadow flashed from his side, and Hengkong didn't know how to borrow his strength, and actually went around his back! Yan Nanfei's frightened soul flew away, and immediately cast a 10,000-pound fall, relying on the power of internal qi to thrust down in an instant, so that the body fell to the ground rapidly, and his feet just touched the ground, and immediately ignored the good-looking forward pounce, rolled three times on the spot, and jumped up at the same time, the long sword pointed directly.

Yi Yun followed like a shadow, and when he saw it, he suddenly stood steady, and his body seemed to be completely unaffected by the inertia of high-speed movement, and he couldn't help but let Yan Nanfei secretly be taken aback again. Behind him, the Song of the West Wind chased after him, followed by Li.

"Who is he?" Yiyun Beiluo Zixiao casually leaned beside him, the tip of the sword almost touched the ground, and he ignored the long sword in front of him, Yan Nanfei was raised flat, and it was only half a zhang away from his chest. He looked at Yan Nanfei twice and smiled coldly. Batian's appearance in the Evil City had already surprised him, but he didn't expect to find out a more valuable person immediately afterward. "Yan Nanfei, Yan Shisan's senior disciple, chased the head of the sect with others, but the head of the sect never had a chance to kill him. had already died at the hands of Xia Hongyu, but now that his martial arts have recovered so quickly, he should have been the shadow of Xiaojian. ”

As soon as Li's words were finished, Yan Nanfei's sword had already moved. He knew very well that no one in the Broken Evil City was qualified to fight for a long time, and if the overlord died, the Killing Dao NPC would return to the patrol post when he arrived, but it was not far from here, and his sword could not kill Yi Yun before the Killing Dao NPC arrived. Because his swordsmanship is through combos, the more he goes behind, the more terrifying it becomes. At this moment in front of him, he had no other choice at all, he must not be restrained, it was the only struggle he could do!

"Catch the sword!" Yan Nanfei desperately forcibly urged, urging the sixteenth sword in the swordsmanship combo, without the cooperation of the previous fifteen swords, even if the sixteenth sword was successfully cast, only the original lethality, but there was no powerful sword effect that could make the enemy avoid and counterattack. However, at this moment, Yan Nanfei had no other choice, he didn't have a chance to make a few moves, even if he watched the show motionlessly, he would at most have time to make a third move before the killing NPC arrived. The only way to spell out a miracle is through this forcible and near-suicidal way.

The brilliant colored light blooms on the sword of Yan Nanfei! The sword moves, accompanied by the sword movement, one by one, like the afterimage-like colored sword shadows connect with each other into the trajectory of the sword movement, which seems to be slow, but in fact, extremely fast! Yan Nanfei spat blood, and several meridian acupoints on his body exploded together, splattering bright red blood pillars from inside-he didn't care about it, he still forcibly urged the sixteenth sword!

The dark purple sword qi suddenly drilled out from Yan Nanfei's arm, the sword of murderous aura, in an instant, let Yan Nanfei's thick right arm be cut off, and he still held his saber tightly in his hand, and the sixteenth sword of half a move was cut off, and the broken arm and the long sword fell to the ground, and the northbound Zixiao had already pierced Yan Nanfei's heart...... Yan Nanfei looked at the front of him unwillingly, looking at Yi Yun with an expressionless face, unwilling, unwilling...... He didn't have a chance to show his true ability to use swordsmanship, so he died under Xia Hongyu's secret attack; He didn't have a chance to use his hard-working skills, and even the sixteenth sword that he forcibly urged didn't have a chance to complete, so he died under Yi Yun's kind of bizarre and incredible 'attack' that could create sword qi out of thin air and stab out of the enemy's body, which was completely outside the category of martial arts.

"What if...... If I had to make three moves...... No, two moves, two moves, you're not necessarily the one who dies! Righteous legend, I Yan Nanfei will definitely come back again" The voice stopped abruptly, thinking that the Beiluo Zixiao Sword inserted in his heart had been withdrawn from his body, and Yi Yun naturally moved sideways quickly, and the blood column that Yan Nanfei's heart splattered did not splash a drop onto his robe.

Sword, sheathed. Li Leng stared at Yan Nanfei's gradually dimming eyes, disdainful. Yan Nanfei is talking nonsense, over the years, Li has seen too many such unwilling masters fall, they like to say if, but if it is ridiculous. The life-and-death duel of the masters of the rivers and lakes is originally to attack the shortcomings of the other with their own strengths, and if no matter how powerful the sword moves cannot be released, it is a proof that their flaws and weaknesses are too great. Li Zigu went back and picked up the relics of Batian's corpse, and brought it back with a smile. "Head, the shadow of the little sword has contributed two sets of strengthened general altar equipment to us, but it's a pity that the clothes have to be repaired."

"Where are we going?" Yi Yun put the sword into the sheath, and still didn't remember who Yan Nanfei was, but it didn't matter, because Yan Nanfei was dead.

"Yuelai Inn, the alliance leader said that I should go with Little Kill to practice around the Legend of Killing!" The song of the west wind was busy answering, she was very excited and looking forward to it, the killing legend was the object of worship of many self-improvement women on the rivers and lakes. Of course, the song of the west wind is also worshipped, but the myths and legends are so perfect that many women in the rivers and lakes can only look at her existence with the mentality of looking up at the unreachable gods. In contrast, the killing legend is the target that many women are eager to catch up, and aside from the nickname of the killing legend and the crazy maniac, there are few self-improvement women who do not aspire to one day have the strength of the arrogant rivers and lakes like the killing legend. Now, Song of Zephyr has been given such an opportunity, and she is certainly looking forward to it. Although she is also terrified, because of the notoriety of the lococat.

Yi Yun remembered, yes, Little Kill was waiting for them at the Yuelai Inn, as agreed, after finding the answer, Little Kill decided to go to Xi'er, and brought the Song of the West Wind to follow Xi'er to practice......

Zixiao hurried to the Broken Evil City, and when he saw Little Kill dismounting, he hurriedly ran over, threw the mount to the horseman of the inn to feed the essence, and blindfolded Little Kill. "Hee-hee, guess who I am!"

"Do you still need to guess?" Little Kill stood quietly, without any special reaction, and his quiet voice was as quiet as that quiet gesture. The only one who can make this kind of joke is Zixiao, and Zixiao's voice alone can make more than one-third of the people in the Vulture Palace know that it is her as soon as they hear it. What's more, before Zixiao came over, Little Kill had already discovered her.

"It's not fun at all! Why are you so bored all the time, guess and you won't gain weight! Zixiao pursed her lips and lowered her hands boringly.

"Why are you here? Isn't it with Uncle Zero? Zixiao dragged the questioning little killer into the inn, went straight to the third floor, pressed her shoulder and sat down at the table, grinning. I quarreled with Master, and I will definitely not forgive her easily this time! ”

――――――――Today's Mother's Day, book friends who are out of the house forgot to call their mothers at home, and don't forget to give gifts when your mother is around...... What should I give...... (To be continued.)

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