Chapter 478 Even if the road ahead is dead, I will go forward
The dull sound immediately turned into a loud bang, resounding in the Buddhist hall under the dark night, and the earthen walls on both sides of the Buddhist hall exploded directly. Mud debris and adobe bricks flew outward, hitting the woods and courtyard walls outside with a crackling sound.
In the midst of the air, the old man who flew out stabbed the ground with his backhand knife, stopping his castration. His figure was firmly fixed in place. At the next moment, he drew his knife and faced the smoke in front of him.
At the other end of the old man's field of vision, the Japanese assassin rushed out from the gap in the earth wall. His agile skills and rapid knife skills caused a violent collision with the oncoming ancient sword. The blade tore through the air and stirred up strong winds. There were occasional sounds of fists and kicks, and in just a short moment, the fierce and fierce momentum of the two reached its peak.
Du Yichu's sword skills are both strong and soft, and he is not afraid of the opponent's sharp sword. After several sword fights with the Japanese assassin, his accumulated sword strength has reached its peak.
After two more cuts, the ancient sword pressed against the opponent's blade, pulling out a string of sparks. In an instant, the intention of the sword surged from the body, and the power was also stimulated to the highest level with this sword!
The thin knife almost pressed against the opponent's chest and exploded in front of the Japanese assassin without reservation——
The Japanese assassin kept the posture of holding the knife in front of him with both hands. , was forced to retreat a foot, and almost swallowed the prepared knife forcefully. However, the Japanese assassin had a unique force-relieving technique. When his feet retreated backwards, the ground smoothed with him and cracked inch by inch.
For a moment, there was a crackling sound on the ground. The assassin stopped retreating, stabilized his figure, and suddenly thrust his knife into the ground. He stood upright and quickly tied his hands on his chest. print.
Ninjutsu: Shadow Clone!
The moment Du Yichu rushed towards him with his sword, the Japanese assassin suddenly blurred in front of his eyes across the field of vision. The next moment, he suddenly transformed into two figures.
However, the Japanese assassin hit the old man on the wrist with his backhand, jumped up, caught the thin knife, and swooped down in mid-air with another figure. The two thin knives immediately collided with the ancient knife in the old man's hand. Together.
The fighting became extremely fierce. They fought all the way from the side door of the Buddhist temple to the courtyard in the middle of the temple. Du Yichu fought out from among four figures and jumped onto the triangular incense burner. Four figures followed closely. Du Yichu double With his feet on the stove, he turned around and slashed, cutting four figures apart in mid-air. The invisible sword energy instantly chopped the eaves on the opposite side into a mess, and the tiles shattered and flew everywhere.
Boom, boom, boom!
What seems to be an understatement of blocking and pushing actually implies a complicated plan. The swords of the two people just fell and were lifted off the ground by him. The rebound force exploded through the soles of the feet and legs. Return the waist and arms to the other party.
"Ah!"
When Du Yichu noticed the other party's intention, he wanted to find the real body of the Japanese, but the other party was extremely cunning and did not use force. He was mixed among the three clones and kept changing positions.
The two figures on the other side moved almost at the same time and rushed towards him. One of them suddenly jumped into the air and threw a shuriken with a knife. The other assassin pushed the thin knife in his hand and flew to the old man. With one slash of the sword, the old man slashed forward with both feet. The ancient sword "swish" missed the incoming shuriken a few times, and took advantage of the situation to slash the sword towards the Japanese sword. Then, using the skillful strength of the wrist and the majestic internal force, he chopped off, flipped, and flew away the Japanese sword that was thrust at him in one go.
In the blink of an eye, the fight was fought with the wind of swords whistling. A large hole was opened in the earthen wall, which was affected and collapsed suddenly. An old tree with a crooked neck next to it was also struck by knives in the midst of the five figures fighting. Qi split beyond recognition.
“If the Sword Saint Yuan Baisheng was still alive, his secret skills would be easy to capture against the Japanese.”
Sparks were densely bouncing between the ancient knives in the old man's hands, flashing crazily in the night and moonlight
The Japanese assassin's intention at this time finally emerged, which was to use this secret technique to forcefully bring down the old man. He had fought against the old man before, and he had noticed that the other man's martial arts was superior to his. It could be seen that the old man had always been reserved in using the sword. He guessed that it might be because of his age or other unspeakable factors.
The moment his thoughts flashed through his mind, he stopped the two Japanese swords that he had chopped off. He placed his feet on the ground and removed the force of the chop. Then he kicked the ground with his feet and pushed forward, knocking the two Japanese swords on the opposite side. Everyone pushed him away.
What he did was to consume the old man's physical strength, force him to use secret techniques, and forcefully collapse the opponent's body.
The moment Du Yichu put his feet firmly on the ground, the ancient sword in his hand was slashing wildly around, and the four figures seemed to turn into dozens or hundreds at this moment, ghost wheels flashing, explosive flame dragons, blowing snow, cicadas dancing in the sky... Various moves came from all directions, and countless sword lights erupted around him.
Secret meaning: Ninja Shadow Dance!
But when it fell into the eyes of the old man, he sneered: "I was amazed by your secret technique just now, but now I look at it, and I am just amazed. The original ten percent of the power has been turned into four parts. Look, It seems that the strength has increased, but in fact it is just that there are more people and less strength. It is really putting the cart before the horse."
The four figures raised their hands together, wiped the blades with their fingers, ignited the flames, and rushed towards the old man again, with a bang. Sparks burst out, and the flames flew away, exploding in the air.
In an instant, there were hundreds of fights. Although each blow was not as ferocious as the previous one, as the old man continued to receive blows, his physical strength was also instantly reduced.
The two figures over there landed on the ground, took two steps back, and suddenly formed seals again. Their figures became blurry again, and each figure separated again. The two instantly became four people.
The moment the four figures scattered in the air landed, they touched the ground with their toes, jumped into the air again, surrounded the old man on the incense burner, and rushed over with knives in both hands——
In an instant, one person faced two people. , the light and shadow of the three knives went back and forth crazily in the moonlight.
Although this weird secret technique gave Du Yichu the upper hand and allowed him to separate into another body shape, he was at the clan level and had learned countless secret techniques in the world. How could he be forced to do so? At a loss.
The old man stepped firmly on the incense burner with both feet, and the sword flew horizontally. The whole person and the heavy incense burner rotated and lifted into the air. The ancient sword turned away took out the Japanese moves from all directions one by one, almost At the same moment, he kicked his feet violently and shot up into the sky. The moment the incense burner hit the ground, Du Yichu fell from the sky in the night.
The ancient sword trembled loudly.
A majestic air wave, like a mountain falling, pressed the four figures below to the ground. The ground also cracked at this time, and the four figures were immediately pressed to the ground.
The figure descending from the sky slashed down angrily.
The surrounding roofs, eaves, walls, and the half-collapsed Buddhist temple were all clanging under the pressure of this air wave at the same time. The next second, together with the four figures, they were all in an instant. It was collapsed and stuck to the ground.
The entire temple turned into ruins in the blink of an eye.
Among the four figures on the ground, three of them turned into nothingness and disappeared. The remaining figure suddenly turned into a puff of smoke when Du Yichu landed on the ground with his sword.
By the time the trembling ancient sword cracked the ground, the Japanese assassin in the smoke had disappeared, leaving only a piece of wood rolling.
The ancient sword struck the ground, and the loud bang shook the temple, which was originally in ruins, once again. Vibrating noises could be heard from half the mountainside.
Du Yichu gasped for air, looked at the log on the ground, and shouted: "Come out, little barbarian thief!"
This sword almost consumed most of his energy, but this move The power is really terrifying, especially after the force of the sword passes, the wind of the sword surges around and blows around.
His sword skills are like this. He needs to continuously accumulate the intention and power of the sword during the fight. After reaching the peak, he can then release the accumulated power in one breath. When he fought with the fierce general named Lu Bu from the Xia Kingdom, he could have been more fierce, but the opponent's strength and speed were both fast and heavy. He was defeated by the opponent before his energy accumulation reached its peak.
But at the moment, although he doesn't want to use the secret skill, when he uses it, he has a sense of pride that makes Xiao Xiaoman Yi gain more knowledge.
However, just as the smoke and dust filled the air, the ground with a huge ravine suddenly rose up, and a figure broke out of the ground, and a hidden weapon came out from his right hand.
"Hidden weapons are of no use to me!"
Du Yichu also showed his ferocity. Just like before, he slashed out with a few swish of knives and chopped off the flying shurikens. The next moment, when the blade touched the sixth hidden weapon, it turned out to be a wax pill, and a cloud of cyan smoke suddenly exploded.
The old man waved his palm and pushed it towards the smoke. The strong wind pushed the poisonous smoke away.
But in the blink of an eye, the old man frowned, gritted his teeth and groaned. He only felt a dense tingling sensation in his palms. When he stopped his hand, he saw that the palms, wrists, and tiger's mouth were all covered with dense red blisters.
Swish, swish, swish——
Suddenly, several long shadows flew from the front through the moonlight, and the iron claws clasped the old man's shoulders, knees, calves, and waist. On the opposite side, the Japanese assassin held the rope tightly with both hands, and the black scarf covering his face was half dyed red.
The old man's previous stabbing obviously caused him considerable injuries.
Du Yichu endured the stinging pain in his left hand, raised his right arm and swung it open, disturbing the ropes on the hooks in front of him. He held it with one hand and pulled hard, and the Japanese assassin immediately slid towards the old man.
At this moment, the Japanese assassin's black scarf was lifted by the wind, and he saw a small bamboo tube in his mouth.
‘Whoosh’ twice.
Two thin needles were instantly nailed to the old man's neck and chest. The Japanese assassin immediately let go of the rope, pulled out a 1-foot-5-inch short knife from behind and slashed at the old man through the moonlight.
The wind was blowing against his face, the moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and black blood oozed from Du Yichu's mouth, nose and eyes. He held a knife in one hand and a fist in the other. He shook violently and his robes began to rise.
The assassin's pupils tightened, and he thrust the knife in front of him. A terrifying wave of air hit his face. His whole body seemed to have been hit by ten thousand horses, and he flew two feet backwards. Before he could stand still, the old man opposite him They have already come to kill them brazenly under the moonlight.
The assassin rushed forward with a short knife in his hand, and was hit into the night sky by the opponent's weapon. The jaws of his hands were completely torn apart, but he punched the old man's body. Then he was shocked and involuntarily stepped back, spitting out a mouthful of blood again. .
However, his feet were still retreating, and the old man on the opposite side was also moving forward. After picking out a knife, he slashed it down suddenly. The assassin reached the incense burner, flipped against the body of the burner and came to the back with a palm strike. Pushing the stone incense burner towards Du Yichu, the blade struck the body of the burner, splitting most of it. At the same time, he was also hit by the stone burner, knocking him back a few steps.
Du Yichu stumbled a few steps, stabilized his figure, and inserted the ancient knife in his hand into the ground with a bang. Black blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth and nostrils.
The Japanese over there seemed to have seen that the old man was at the end of his fight, and slowly walked over, clutching his chest, picked up the left Japanese sword from the ground, and held one in his hand. Knife flowers.
"Xia people, if you were not so old, I would definitely not be your opponent!"
The assassin said weakly in Japanese, "Besides, you are very arrogant... Now, you should do something for You paid a heavy price for your arrogance."
The sword stopped, and the assassin dragged his scarred body to the old man's side and slowly raised his arm.
Du Yichu was already attacked by poisonous gas, and two acupuncture points were sealed by flying needles. Not only was it difficult to move his body, but his vision also became blurred.
This is good, it can be regarded as an ending for my life.
It's a pity that I couldn't kill this powerful assassin from Japan... It's a pity... I'm too old, why didn't I come out earlier.
"Haha!" Looking at the old man of Xia State who was almost half kneeling on the ground, the Japanese assassin squeezed out a hoarse laugh and slashed down with the raised blade.
Boom!
In an instant, a figure rushed into the ruins of the temple. The steps he took suddenly kicked out, and the incomplete wall with several adobe bricks stuck together suddenly crossed a distance of five or six feet. The originally chopped off The blade of the blade instinctively struck at the remaining wall. Amid the splashes of clods of earth and stone, the voice of the rushing figure was loud and high-pitched.
“Lao Du, here I come!”
The man rushed through the ruins, causing the ground to tremble with every step and sending smoke and dust flying, and he headed towards the Japanese who looked in shock.
With the momentum and vigor of the peak state, the attacker approached in the blink of an eye. The Japanese raised his sword and slashed out, but was blocked by the attacker with his bare hands. He blocked the blade with his flesh and blood fist, and even blocked the blade with his bare hands. Wiping the edge of the knife more domineeringly, he got closer to the opponent.
The two people got close, and the Japanese assassin also saw the face of the other person. He was an old man with a white beard. His old face showed an indescribable scowl, and his rickety body was erupting with terrifying strength!
Step forward!
Punch out!
This is the most powerful punch anyone has ever received, the Mountain Splitting Style!
The unparalleled punch hit the Japanese body, and the force of the punch penetrated directly into the internal organs, and a fan-shaped wave of air was ejected along with the ground behind him.
In an instant!
The Japanese assassin's eyes widened, and his body was instantly torn apart by this punch, with residual limbs and organs flying in the sky and scattered on the ground.
The Japanese sword flipped several times in mid-air and fell to the ground with a 'dang' sound.
The old man turned around and looked at Du Yichu, who was half-kneeling on the ground. He hurriedly stepped forward to help him up. When he saw the black blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, his expression suddenly changed.
“Don’t talk yet!”
He pressed his palm on Du Yichu’s back to suppress the injury. He fumbled in his belt with his other hand, took out a porcelain bottle, and bit open the wood with his mouth. After stuffing it, he poured it into Du Yichu's mouth.
(End of this chapter)