boom!
Just when Meng Yu's dagger was about to pierce the assassin's back, a black shadow appeared from Meng Yu's shadow, and an unavoidable, invincible long sword slammed right in front of Meng Yu.
Then, Meng Yu successfully flew upside down, and his dagger accurately blocked the tip of the long sword. Under the huge impact, the long sword of the middle-aged man riding a tiger broke inch by inch, and Meng Yu vomited blood like lightning. fly upside down.
In the face of absolute strength, Meng Yu was vulnerable.
"Big brother," at this time, Ye Tong finally rushed over, just in time to see the scene where Meng Yu was knocked out, and it was a coincidence that the direction in which Meng Yu flew out was Ye Tong. direction.
After trotting for a few steps, Ye Tong supported Meng Yu with a worried expression on his face.
But the middle-aged man riding a tiger didn't mean to hold back at all. At this time, their enemies were no longer the soldiers of the Reynolds Empire. Their opponents were more of their teammates instead. They were fighting with their teammates. Time to see who enters the treasure house first and grabs more treasures.
Therefore, the moment Meng Yu flew upside down, he turned into a shadow again and came to Meng Yu's body. The long sword was only a few centimeters away from Meng Yu's neck.
Seeing Lin Zhanxin using this kind of secret technique all the time before made Meng Yu very amazed, but when this kind of secret technique was used on himself, Meng Yu realized that he was really desperate and powerless.
This kind of secret technique is different from the ghostly figure and speed used by the previous assassin. With that speed and agility, Meng Yu can completely rely on the skills of the queen ant and the experience and cultivation he has gained in the past month. opportunity, and even be able to turn defeat into victory.
But under the attack of this middle-aged man riding a tiger, he couldn't even resist, and he didn't even have a chance to push Ye Tong away. This kind of powerlessness burned into raging anger in Meng Yu's heart, and then the anger It turned into a monstrous murderous intent, and those blood-red eyes reminded people of a cornered rabbit.
There are two types of potential, one is the potential of heaven and earth, but the potential of heaven and earth needs the help of the right time and place, and even the harmony of people. At this time, the right time and place are all on the side of the middle-aged man riding a tiger. There are skills, but nowhere to take advantage.
However, he can take advantage of his momentum to condense the substantial killing intent into a sharp cone in front of Meng Yu, colliding with the long sword of the middle-aged man riding a tiger. With power, everything in the world can become a weapon, flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt the enemy.
boom!
The sound of collision came again. This time, Meng Yu was even worse. He only felt that his bones were broken. Meng Yu, who had already vomited blood due to the shock of his internal organs, was now bleeding from every pore in his body. After flying out, he fell directly to the ground, and even his consciousness began to blur.
However, even at this time, Meng Yu still firmly guarded Ye Tong behind him. Of course, if it wasn't for Ye Tong's cultivation foundation, I'm afraid this collision would have killed her.
Getting up from under Meng Yu, seeing Meng Yu bleeding all over his body, Ye Tong shook Meng Yu's arm, patted his face, and cried loudly in panic: "Big brother, big brother..."
But the middle-aged man riding a tiger looked at Meng Yu who fell to the ground in surprise. Originally, he thought that Meng Yu would be pierced through his heart by his long sword, and then died instantly. The guy actually resisted his own attack. Although, even if he blocked it, he would die, but this surprised him.
The one who was surprised was not only the middle-aged man riding a tiger, but also the old man Gongsun who had just taken out his long sword and looked at Meng Yu in surprise. With the murderous look on his body, the old man Gongsun frowned again.
Holding the long sword with its sheath, the old man Gongsun came to Meng Yu with a limp. After taking a pill for Meng Yu, he shook the empty flagon in his hand, and drank the remaining wine in the flagon in one gulp. He poured all the wine down, and then casually threw the jug aside, as if annoyed that there was no wine.
However, he still had one hand, and another rag appeared in his hand again, and started to wipe the long sword with its sheath.
Looking at the actions of the old man Gongsun, the middle-aged man riding a tiger felt a little funny. He had noticed the lame old man a long time ago, but he didn't feel the slightest wave of fighting spirit from the old man. That is to say, the old man was just an ordinary person .
"Old man, your sword is already rusted, can you still use it?" The middle-aged man riding a tiger said a rare joke, it seems that he is really in a good mood.
"Hahaha..." Listening to the pun of the middle-aged man riding a tiger, the subordinates behind him couldn't help laughing.
"No hurry, I can use it after I wipe it!" The old man Gongsun smiled slightly, and continued to wipe the dust-free long sword seriously, then held the hilt with an expression of enjoyment.
That way, it was like seeing an old friend for many years. In fact, this long sword is really his friend for many years. However, during the decades when he was injured, this long sword has been kept by him in a certain place. In one corner, as the middle-aged tiger rider said, it was already rusted.
However, at the moment when he held the long sword, the instinct to use the sword surged into the old man's heart again. The familiar feeling was the feeling of returning home, which made the old man enjoy it very much. He closed his eyes and held the sword Unknowingly, old man Gongsun's back straightened a bit.
A high-spirited aura emanated from the hunched figure.
Feeling this aura, the face of the middle-aged tiger rider changed slightly. Inexplicably, the old man in front of him who didn't have the slightest wave of fighting spirit actually made him feel dangerous.
With a flash of his figure, the middle-aged man riding a tiger turned into a shadow again and came to the old man Gongsun. Since there is danger, let's kill the danger in the cradle.
After taking the old man Gongsun's elixir, Meng Yu's consciousness was pulled out of that hazy world, and he regained his sobriety, just in time to see the scene of the middle-aged man riding a tiger coming to the old man Gongsun. Want to rush forward to block this move.
However, at this time, his whole body was broken. Not to mention blocking the blow of the middle-aged man riding a tiger, even getting up was very difficult.
At this time, the old man Gongsun pulled out the long sword in his hand. The long sword was just like what the middle-aged tiger rider said. The mottled rust on it seemed to be mocking the old man Gongsun. Other people's fire sticks are better than this one .
Old man Gongsun's movement of drawing his sword was not fast, it could even be said to be very slow, so he did not block the sword of the middle-aged man riding a tiger at all.
In other words, he didn't need to block it at all, because the old man Gongsun's long sword had already penetrated into the heart of the middle-aged tiger rider, and the middle-aged tiger rider's long sword was still hanging in the air, and the black tiger was still rushing forward.
He glanced at the rusty long sword on his left chest in disbelief. Riding a tiger in his middle age, he still doesn't understand what's going on. Before his consciousness is completely plunged into darkness, his last thought in this life is :"what happened?"
But the tiger is still charging forward at this time, but its black eyes are full of fear, and it doesn't want to continue charging forward. In his opinion, the old man Gongsun at this time is just It's just a monster, but all of this happened in an instant, and it can't stop at this moment.
Then, he drew the sword and stabbed again, the cloud was calm and the wind was light, the clouds flowed smoothly, and the beautiful black tiger fell in front of the old man Gongsun.
It was only then that Meng Yu remembered that when Master Mo Feng killed the great swordsman outside Jiangxia City, he gave Meng Yu this kind of feeling, natural and natural, natural but unreasonable and irresistible.
It wasn't until this moment that the middle-aged subordinates who rode the tiger understood what had happened, and fled in all directions with horror in their eyes. They had no time to wonder if this old man was a high-level swordsman sent by the Renault Empire. Knowing that escaping from different directions, there may be a glimmer of life.
But at this time, the old man Gongsun seemed to be a different person. He threw away the scabbard in his left hand, put his left hand behind his back, and held the sword in his right hand. With a flick of his body, he appeared behind the assassin who had attacked Meng Yu before, and swung a sword.
Then the figure swayed again, the wind magician, then the samurai, and then...
Killing a person in ten steps will never stop a thousand miles away, but that's all!
In an instant, the Ye Mansion became quiet, leaving only Meng Yu lying on the ground, and the old man Gongsun who was slowly walking towards Meng Yu. The chivalrous demeanor of walking the world with swords.
With a lame leg, I can fly!