Chapter 62: Beheading
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
A huge and sharp sword sword followed. When he saw the sword sword suddenly coming in front of him, a trace of panic appeared in the eyes of the armored man.
His combat prowess has reached the level of a great warrior, which can make him feel palpitated. That means that the true energy contained in this sword is not something that someone like him can resist!
At least, as far as he is concerned, no!
The next moment, the armored man twisted his body, allowing Jian Gang to narrowly avoid the vital point. Although the fatal part was not hit, his cheek was cut by the blade wind brought out by Jian Gang, and the blood flowed smoothly. It dripped down his neck to the ground.
This is a real master!
Beside the armored man, a bunch of sword swords suddenly appeared surrounding the armored man. Even if each sword sword was not as good as the one that just scratched his cheek, it was similar, but this number...if it were applied to the body, it would be difficult. Escape to death.
The physique that he had been proud of after so many years of training seemed like a joke in front of this mysterious man.
"Who is this fellow Taoist?"
The armored man also put away his arrogance and asked carefully.
As more and more sword gangs appeared around him, his scalp became numb. In just a moment, the sword gangs wrapped up all the free space around him, as if he was being forcibly isolated from a world and let go. Into hell.
He can no longer feel the air flowing outside!
Perhaps because of his strong body, he could still breathe when surrounded by such swords, which meant that he could not suffocate himself to death. His heart was beating wildly as his breathing became heavier.
Looking around, he saw a vast expanse of white. There was nothing except the sword gang and the light it emitted.
There is another... pressure on yourself.
"So who is this fellow Taoist? And why is the boy trapped here? Please come out and explain."
The armored man gritted his teeth, indicating that he should remain calm in this situation. From beginning to end, he never saw the person who made the move. He only saw the move, but not the person. How could such a powerful being calm down?
In the "world" surrounded by this sword gang, he dared not move at all, and he could not feel the outside world at all. Even if it was just a little bit of trouble, his physical skills would only leave him with a trace of the sword gang. Scars that are difficult to heal. If you stay in such a depressing place for a long time, you will definitely not be able to resist the pressure.
Who is targeting me? Trap yourself but don't kill.
At this moment, the armored man could only guess where he least wanted to imagine.
But he didn't offend anyone on this battlefield.
"Chasing the Wind and Breaking the Shadow"
"Flying Star Spirit Sword"
Suddenly, the voice sounded again, and he didn't say a word to it the whole time. Only sword moves could make him speak.
As the voice fell, the armored man's eyes suddenly shrank, and he saw two sword gangs being pulled out from the surrounding sword gang walls. They rushed towards him in an instant, cooperating with each other to kill him, just like the yin and yang fish on the Tai Chi diagram, trapping him in the center.
As soon as his mind noticed the attacks of these two swords, and when he wanted to dodge, he felt a chill in his body. The first sword had already reached his body, instantly piercing a hole in his body.
How... could it be so fast?
At the same time, the second Jian Gang had also cut his body. The armor made of heavenly materials and earthly treasures was like paper, unable to block Jian Gang's sharp edge.
With two ordinary moves, he was defeated. At this moment, the armored man felt an unprecedented sense of fear. He shouted desperately, and the pride in his heart was also overwhelmed.
Because even though he had achieved a little success in body training, he could not resist any of that person's moves. If he wanted to, he could kill himself at will. When he was timid, he found that the swords around him were faintly visible. It was shaking for a while.
He could feel that the things contained in those swords were beyond his ability to contend with.
"I dare to ask, which senior came in person? Junior, no, where did the boy offend the senior's anger?"
"Senior, please tell me and I will correct you. I beg you, sir, please let me go."
"Boy... I am willing to do my best for you."
The voice of the armored man became smaller and smaller, and his voice began to be intermittent. His heart was extremely desperate at this moment, knowing that if he could not ask for forgiveness from that man, he would die in the next moment.
As a person at the peak of chivalry, he shouldn't be so spineless, but precisely because of his high level of cultivation, he didn't even see the appearance of his enemy during this fight.
One second he was a "hunter" holding the power of life and death for others, but at the next moment his identity was inexplicably swapped, and in the blink of an eye he became the "prey", a person preparing to go to hell. One member.
"who are you……"
Seeing the armored man's voice as thin as a mosquito, Yi Xifeng's indifferent voice rang in his ears, which answered the biggest doubt in his heart. A knight has reached the peak of his abilities. Answering his question by yourself does not count as a degradation of his status. .
"You don't deserve to know."
The words fell, the sword stopped, and the armor and human voice were silent.
…………
On this battlefield, even if a strong man like Xiaocheng Realm dies, what will happen?
On the battlefield, how can anyone guarantee that they will always survive?
Countless people threw their heads and blood, blocking their lives, and in the end they couldn't even leave their names.
Zhou Yi, who was originally risking his own life and dying generously, suddenly stopped and stood there blankly, stunned on the spot.
His expression was dull, and there was no trace of blood in his face. He just stood there motionless, looking ahead and not knowing what he was thinking.
"What on earth happened..."
In his eyes, the man in armor who was still in charge of his power of life and death one moment disappeared in the next moment. It couldn't be said that he was gone, but he saw many swords and swords covering him.
After countless swords and swords wrapped around the knight-errant man in Xiaocheng realm armor, he suddenly disappeared.
Before Zhou Yi could think too much, the sword gangs disappeared in an instant, and a corpse suddenly fell out of the circle surrounded by those sword gangs. It lay upright in the sand below, and the wind and sand blew over the corpse. His face was covered with a thin layer of dust.
Zhou Yi looked closely and saw that the corpse turned out to be a strong man in the Xiaocheng realm wearing armor.
Seeing this scene in front of him, Zhou Yi suddenly felt in a trance and couldn't think in his mind. He didn't understand how a person in the Xiaocheng realm of a knight-errant could die just because he wanted to.
At this moment, there was a movement behind Zhou Yi, and a young man's voice sounded behind him.
"Brother Zhou, are you okay?"
(End of chapter)