The scorching flame wave even distorted the surrounding air, and the expanding air pressure crazily spread around from the center of the fireball explosion, directly bringing up a gust of wind; And outside the charred road, there was nothing left!
Stealth? !
A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Ye Qi's mouth—he, who has the expertise in blind fighting, would not be afraid of the sudden disappearance of his opponent at all; he clearly sensed the opponent hiding aside, approached him cautiously, and Ye Qi waved Yan Mo in his hand. The knife slashed across from left to right.
Snapped!
The blade didn't feel like touching flesh and blood—a phantom like Zast himself suddenly appeared in front of Ye Qi, and immediately burst like floating soap bubbles; It came from behind Qi, and it was behind Ye Qi in an instant...
Stab it!
The strong apostle's windbreaker was cut open by the opponent's sword, and Ye Qi took advantage of the momentary block of the apostle's windbreaker to dodge the opponent's sword with all his might!
Looking down at the neatly cut rips on the Apostle's windbreaker, Ye Qi couldn't help but frown—no one knows the strength of the Apostle's windbreaker better than he, the owner, and in a certain experiment, he also proved that the Apostle's windbreaker can Rumors of blocking small-caliber firearms and common sharp weapon attacks at close range!
And it was such an apostle's windbreaker that would break under the opponent's strangely shaped long sword like a hot knife cutting butter, which made Ye Qi re-evaluate the weapon in the opponent's hand—could it be a holy weapon? !
Of course, guessing the origin of the opponent's weapon is only secondary!
Ye Qi is now fully focused on how the other party managed to hide his perception before—Ye Qi, who squinted his eyes and stared at the other party, cautiously placed Yan Modao across his chest, without knowing what the other party was doing. Ye Qi had no choice but to adopt a defensive attitude.
He doesn't think that there is a problem with his blind fighting expertise; after all, relying on the things brought by the system, there has never been a mistake, and there will be no mistake in the future!
This is what Ye Qi firmly believes in!
After all, the system is the foundation of his existence in this world. If he doubts himself, then he is not far from self-destruction!
How exactly
Ye Qi, who squinted his eyes, was spinning rapidly in his mind—while Zast, who was standing opposite him, waved the strange sword in his hand, and said with a light smile, "How is it? Are the spirit wings very sharp?"
"But it's a pity, if I had been faster just now, you would have been able to taste the taste of life that is worse than death!" Zast looked at Ye Qi regretfully, and his smile was full of hidden tyranny: "Just scratch your skin a little bit and you can do it! Isn't it amazing?"
"Faster?" Ye Qi looked at the provocative opponent mockingly, even though he was at a disadvantage, he still fought back unscrupulously: "How fast? A sharpshooter who enters and exits? Or a light-speed hand who only enters but never exits? "
"Hmph! I will definitely make you regret what you said before!"
Zast immediately understood Ye Qi's metaphor after being stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face disappeared immediately, and the originally hidden tyranny appeared on his face completely; Disappeared in place - taunting the opponent, making the opponent lose their mind is an auxiliary means of attack, Ye Qi never thought that he could achieve the point of making the opponent commit suicide with just one mouth!
Everything still depends on your own true strength!
Therefore, after the opponent disappeared, Ye Qi, who had been guarding cautiously, tightened his grip on the Yan Mo Dao in his hand. The perception given by blind fighting can clearly "see" that the opponent is approaching him quickly, but with In the last accident, he didn't put all his attention on the rapidly approaching fluctuations, and a large part of him was still alert to his surroundings!
Sure enough, when this extremely obvious fluctuation appeared in front of Ye Qi, a very subtle fluctuation suddenly appeared behind him—subconsciously, Ye Qi's Yan Mo Dao quickly slashed backwards.
clang! clang! clang!
The clear and crisp sounds of sword clashes sounded continuously—Yan Modao and the opponent's spirit wings collided quickly, and the two people holding their respective weapons changed their shapes rapidly as they came and went.
But each time, Ye Qi always maintained a defensive state, and only occasionally made a counterattack; therefore, the situation at this moment looked a bit like Zast was fighting against Ye Qi—the opponent suddenly disappeared, and secretly fluctuated. The skill was like a thorn stuck in his throat; he had to be on guard so carefully that he could only be passively defended, in order to prevent the opponent from having a chance to use the skill again.
Ye Qi at this moment is like a poisonous snake coiled up in a coiled formation. When he kept pushing away the scorpion's stinger with his tail, his fangs were already full of venom, waiting for the moment of the fatal blow!
fifteen minutes!
How long is fifteen minutes? It was just a cup of afternoon tea or three or four cigarettes, and in this short fifteen minutes, Zast, who was holding the spirit wings, attacked crazily no less than 3,000 times—what kind of concept is this? Every second is the speed of the three swords!
Even ordinary apostles cannot guarantee such a high-speed attack. Although Zast is an elite in the Secret Service and has the potential to become an apostle, he is not an apostle after all. asthma.
And Ye Qi waited for this moment—Yan Mo Dao crossed a mysterious angle, and the blue light immediately covered the surface of the blade; and several swirling streams of air visible to the naked eye seemed to be drawn by the blade of Yan Mo Dao. The faint blue light is deeply attracted, as if the blade is surrounded by stars and the moon, it seems to coat the dark blue blade with a layer of silver-white paint...
Yan Mo Zhan. Change!
Using Yan Mo Dao's own Yan Mo Zhan combined with the skills taught by Zhaka, Ye Qi made the strongest cut he can make so far!
This knife did not disappoint Ye Qi who had been waiting for a long time!
Pooh!
The blade cut through the flesh, and blood spurted out—Zast's arm holding the sword flew into the air, but at this moment, Zast didn't look in the slightest pain, and even had a cruel smile on his face!
Because there was a gap in the apostle's windbreaker on Ye Qi's shoulder, and from the gap inwards, a trace of bright red was slowly flowing out from the inside...
*** Sigh~ This year is really sad, I got into fights with people, my face was scratched by the opponent with a knife, and my face was disfigured... This time I was really depressed...
Thanks again for the 588 of Faxisi, the 100 of the story of the starry sky, the 100 of claud_loo, and the 100 of xiaoheizi369~~~~~ Decadent bow, thank you for your support~~~~~