Before Tang Zhao showed up, the battle suddenly broke out!
Si Liyu almost turned into a streak of blood, and his speed was more than twice as fast as before.
The two men quickly executed dozens of offensive and defensive moves, which was dazzling, and a layer of blood mist floated in the air. In the blood mist, only two figures could be seen exchanging figures. The white-haired man stepped back, as if he was slowly evacuating the scope of the blood mist.
"Not enough, not enough-"
Si Liyu murmured repeatedly. As the battles continued, wounds appeared on his body for no reason, and bright red blood oozed out. He attacked crazily with blood stains, and his eyes gradually became bloodshot.
A sword grazed the white-haired man's arm and he rushed past. Si Liyu turned around and flicked his hand, and the blood on his hand ran towards the opposite door.
The blood condensed into countless small sharp blades in mid-air, splashing like a heavy rain!
If it were an ordinary person, his face would look like a honeycomb at this moment, but that was different for the white-haired person.
He made a secret with his left hand, and the sword in his hand suddenly transformed into a sword light, lying in front of him. The sword was white and seemed to have a shape, but it moved so fast that no specific image could be seen.
Countless blood blades hit the sword light, making a hissing sound, and then countless red shadows seeped out from behind the sword light, just like the shadows of the previous blood blades, and then dissipated from the air like bloody foam.
It was as if the sword light was not a wall, but a filter, filtering out all the blood from the powerful blood blade, leaving only lumps of blood, which finally dissipated out of thin air.
Then, he drew back his sword and struck out with his backhand. The sword light trembled, as if it was shaking off the water droplets from his body after being soaked by the rain——
Countless blood blades flew out of the sword, and then turned into blood mist and rolled back, not even Si Liyu could move forward.
Tang Zhao's eyes widened. This sword was very strange. It seemed to contain some swordsmanship, but he couldn't tell. His glasses didn't seem to allow him to distinguish the swordsmanship in real time.
"It's not enough - blast it for me!"
"laugh--"
Si Liyu's skin opened, and countless blood spurted out. The blood immediately solidified after leaving the body, forming blood cones. He looked like a hedgehog, covered in blood armor.
More and thicker blood mist filled the surroundings, which was the fluttering red damask.
"kill!"
With blood mist all over the sky, Si Liyu pounced on him crazily. The magic weapon in his hand was condensed with blood into a flaming red spear more than ten feet long, and he stabbed the white-haired man fiercely!
The white-haired man seemed to be frightened by his momentum, and he dodged to the side, but Si Liyu's body did not turn. He rushed too fast, and the red gun pierced the ground hard!
boom!
A big hole was dug into the ground, and countless rubbles rose up, causing sand and rocks to fly.
Si Liyu lowered his gun to the ground, turned around, and looked at the white-haired man with blood on his face and a ferocious look on his face. He bared his teeth like a beast, but within a moment, the white teeth were stained with blood and immersed in scarlet.
Tang Zhao was anxious. Even though Si Liyu was so powerful and seemed to be suppressing the white-haired man, Tang Zhao felt that something was not good. Si Liyu was in a desperate state. Judging from the blood flowing, it was unclear. But the white-haired man was not in corresponding embarrassment, but rather quite comfortable.
Although he lacked the corresponding experience, Tang Zhao intuitively felt that the white-haired man should only have one sword.
The previous blocking and slashing were just simple sword moves, no different from the basic sword skills that Tang Zhao had mastered. He was not far from showing his fangs that were unique to a swordsman.
Seeing that the situation could take a turn for the worse at any time, Tang Zhao had already snatched himself out of his hiding place. His position was behind the white-haired man, facing Si Liyu. If Si Liyu was awake, he would consider retreating when he saw Tang Zhao.
But it seemed that Si Liyu was not very sober. He seemed to not only look like a beast in appearance, but also think close to a beast. Only the white-haired man could see the scarlet eyes.
Isn’t this magic weapon really evil? Isn't this violent state like the "magic method of dismantling demons" mentioned in the story?
"okay--"
The white-haired man said: "Lie down for me——"
His lips moved slightly, as if he was reciting some moves, but he didn't recite them aloud. At the same time, the left hand kneading technique changed.
Draw your sword——
A ray of snow-white sword light came from the void, separated from the sword body, and cut straight into the blood mist!
The sword light was so fast that it seemed to change some shape in the air, but before anyone could see it clearly, it had already arrived in front of Si Liyu in the blink of an eye.
Si Liyu reacted quickly, and the sword light hit the blood sword grid. The sword light was like tissue paper, split in half by the blood color, and dispersed into the blood mist.
Si Liyu was shocked and seemed to be frozen in the air. The floating blood mist also stagnated for a moment.
"Get away... get away!" He held the sword in his hand and squeezed out a few words through his teeth, but he did not attack crazily anymore, as if he had encountered some obstacle.
"I told you to lie down - sword skills - lose your soul!"
Another sword light struck, this time Si Liyu moved his hand slightly, but he did not block it anymore and was caught by the sword light.
He was not hurt, or rather he was covered in blood, and the damage could not be seen, only his blood-covered eyes suddenly lost focus.
With a thud, he fell down.
Tang Zhao was speechless. Although he had thought this would happen, it was too fast. The sword fight really comes and goes quickly, which is inexplicable to onlookers.
He was suddenly startled and realized that he was in danger. In order to remind Si Liyu, he had arrived too far outside.
After the white-haired man defeated, he only needed to turn around...
Suddenly, the white-haired man felt something, his white hair moved slightly, and his neck had shifted.
I want to go back, no, lie down where I am...
When he was making an instinctive judgment, a strong force came from behind and pushed him down.
Black Widow? His first thought arose.
He heard a familiar voice whispering in his ear: "Swordsmanship - strong concealment!"
Wei Changle!
Tang Zhao was surprised and felt relieved. When he turned around, he saw Wei Changle lying next to him, holding him down with one hand and the "disappearing" magic weapon in the other.
In other words, he is now in a state of disappearance?
Can he still enjoy the disappearing swordsmanship state without holding a magic weapon?
Just as he was about to open his mouth, Wei Changle whispered: "Brother Zhao, don't move, wait for him to leave."
Tang Zhao was surprised. He remembered that the disappeared state could speak and even act under the eyes of people. But then he thought that the white-haired man in front of him was a real swordsman, a powerful enemy they had never encountered before. As for Wei Changle, he is not even a Sanren. He has never practiced Xuan Gong and cannot even be said to be a qualified magic swordsman.
Will this huge difference in realm erase the magic of swordsmanship?
There was nothing wrong in front of him. The white-haired man didn't even look back, but swung his sword at Si Liyu who was lying on the ground.
With a flash of sword light, Si Liyu disappeared.
Tang Zhao's eyes widened and his breathing stopped.
Then, the white-haired man frowned, raised his sword, and threw Si Liyu to the ground with a plop.
"It's too heavy." He grabbed Si Liyu casually and said with disgust, "I wish you were worth more." With Si Liyu in one hand and a jar in the other, he slowly walked up the mountain.
After he disappeared into the night, Tang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to get up, but found that Wei Changle was not moving and asked with his eyes. Wei Changle probably didn't see him and continued to lie on the ground waiting.
After waiting for more than half an hour, Wei Changle let go of his hand and said, "It seems that he is really gone."
Tang Zhao secretly believed that Wei Changle was indeed cautious to the end and eliminated any possibility of overturning.
He slowly got up and said, "Why are you here? Didn't you go with the District Inspector?"
Wei Changle said: "I have a day off today, and Mr. Xing took many adults to do a task. Mr. Si happened to be free, so I asked Mr. Si to take me back to see you, and I saw that white-haired man entering your room and coming out again. , we hurried to see you, but you were gone. Teacher Si chased you out at that time, and I followed behind because I was slow, and I just arrived."
Tang Zhao patted him. With Wei Changle's cautiousness, it was not easy to take the initiative to chase such a powerful enemy even if he had the disappearing magic weapon in hand.
He explained: "You have misunderstood. I was not taken away by him, but followed the owner of the village. It's a good thing that the owner of the village took me out, otherwise I would have fallen into the hands of the swordsman and my outcome would have been unpredictable. But I tricked Teacher Si." Now Teacher Si has been captured by him."
He now has several choices. After pondering for a moment, he should definitely ask Black Widow.
The two came to the Black Widow's hiding place, but found that no one was there. They looked at each other. Tang Zhao reacted: "She has forgotten about me, so naturally she won't wait for me." The two of them had been lying on the grass for more than half an hour, and the Black Widow Ran away early.
"Do you think she will go back to report the news?"
"I think so. It's a big deal for Teacher Si to be caught. But it doesn't matter whether you report it or not. Communication fireworks were set off before we came after us, and there were signs along the way. The other adults will naturally follow us when they come back, but there will definitely be no assistance until they come back. .”
Tang Zhao nodded. It seemed that there was no need to make a special trip to report the news: "I will follow the swordsman. You..."
He wanted to say that you can go back first, but he felt that there was no need to say such a thing.
Wei Changle said: "Of course I will go with you. Are you going to rescue Teacher Si?"
Tang Zhao said: "Well, there may be another friend."
