The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 570 Black Robe Laughing Buddha
Jiang Yichen glanced at the egg lightly.

Although he couldn't see it clearly, he could still feel the other party's cramping.

It's just that I don't know if it's because I'm uneasy about betraying an old friend, or because I didn't expect to see the smiling Maitreya suddenly appearing.

All kinds of signs indicate that the former is more likely, but the reaction of the egg from before to now does not seem to be fake at all.

Is it a bureau, or a misunderstanding?
In all fairness, Jiang Yichen couldn't convince himself that this wasn't a premeditated situation.

He just doesn't want it to be.

Dumb unsheathed.

Jiang Yichen still gave up the idea of ​​holding eggs as a hostage.

He doesn't have many friends in Jianghu, and the intersection between the two is not much, but they have saved each other's lives and solved each other's crises. Although there are inevitably interests involved, there is also some friendship mixed in. He already regards eggs as friends , he does not want to embarrass his friends.

The Dumb Sword swung out.

Jiang Yichen took the initiative to launch an offensive.

The smiling Maitreya is determined to take his life, so he will die anyway, why not try how far the gap between himself and the top is.

In three breaths, Jiang Yichen swung more than ten swords towards the smiling Maitreya he had noticed.

But without exception, they all fell through.

And the figure of the smiling Maitreya finally came to a distance of one foot in front of him, standing in the air.

The body covered by the fluttering black robe is not tall, but it looks short and weird against the big snow-white, shiny and naive smiling mask.

Jiang Yichen's sword was like a spear, straight out and straight in, and suddenly he stabbed more than ten swords at the "big black cloth" with the mask hanging in midair.

The smiling Maitreya does not dodge or avoid.

But Jiang Yichen couldn't see what the smiling Maitreya was doing.

He only felt that there was no obstacle between the sword and the sword, and he couldn't leave a half hole in the black robe, as if he was attacking the air.

Jiang Yichen's heart trembled, he didn't dare to be bullied by the opponent, he kept slashing with sword energy and at the same time flew back step by step.

For the next ten breaths, Jiang Yichen kept a distance of Zhang Xu from the smiling Maitreya.

It's just that no matter how often his sword energy is released, it's like a mud cow sinking into the sea, and there is no response.

What made him feel powerless was that since the appearance of the smiling Maitreya, apart from verbal threats, he has only kept approaching and oppressed him with momentum, making him tired of dealing with it, yet the other party has not yet offered him a single move. Mode!
In the next few breaths, Jiang Yichen forced himself to gather himself.

No longer cooperate with the smiling Maitreya to continue this cat-and-mouse game.

He rushed straight forward and met with the smiling Maitreya.

He no longer blindly seeks speed when he strikes the sword, but is more varied, aiming to hit the opponent.

With five moves, there are five sword style transformations.

When the first sword was thrust out, the momentum was like a rainbow, and there was a faint sound of dragon chant oscillating from the dull sword body, and the embryonic form of the first form of the nine swords of controlling the dragon could be clearly seen.

Just when the Duan Ya sword was about to penetrate two inches in front of the smiling Maitreya's chest and was likely to be stopped by his palms, the edge of the sword changed abruptly, from straight to slanted, and then moved a small arc to the left, followed by Swipe the horizontal sword to the right, creating a fan.

The afterimages of traces left by the sword body are like fan bones, and the hidden and hard-to-see ice-cold energy shoots out along the trajectory of the fan bones.

However, the Quarter Falling Flower Style, which properly controlled the strength and damage range of this move, failed to bloom in a gorgeous and colorful posture, and the brilliance faded away after the black sleeves were rolled up.

The smiling Maitreya returned a move.

It turned out to be just an ordinary slap and slap.

This was the first move that Smiling Maitreya took the initiative to attack.

Jiang Yichen's third sword changed according to the situation, eliminating and striking.

After half-blocking the swing of the smiling Maitreya, the fourth move was seamlessly connected, and charged towards the center of the "big black cloth" again!

This move quickly turned into a shooting star again.

Jiang Yichen's best sword style.

With such a short distance, the lethality of the Meteor will undoubtedly be greatly reduced.

But Jiang Yichen only thought about hurting the enemy, no matter where he hurt.

In the case of seeking speed alone, the Meteor Form is the fastest move he can do at the moment.

Flowing light.

The "big black cloth" with a smiling face Buddha mask stood upright in the cool breeze safely.

Jiang Yichen, who was three zhang away, knelt down on one knee in a dumbfounded manner.

After a while, he lowered his head and spat out blood foam.

The "big black cloth" floated leisurely towards Jiang Yichen.

Even knowing that the smiling Maitreya was approaching him, Jiang Yichen was helpless.

Although the five swords intersecting with each other is no longer as shocking as before, it can even allow him to understand what kind of technique, fingering, and palm movement the smiling Maitreya used to come back through the feel of the sword body. Break his pressing offensive.

However, all this is effortless for the smiling Maitreya.

Especially in the shooting star pose of the last sword, the smiling Maitreya has already detected his intentions, and not only dodged the sword, but also dealt him a painful blow.

Smiling Maitreya's blow landed on his dantian.

That palm carried scorching flames, but it didn't have any lethal power!

The scorching breath rushed straight to Jiang Yichen's dantian, no more true energy than Long Duoduo poured into his body that day, but it was enough to make him suffer another severe pain from the dantian torn back and forth all over his body.

After the five swords, Jiang Yichen's mind was shaken abnormally.

In the weapon spectrum that used hands as soldiers back then, the hands of Zi Yihou and Lu Hao were among the top five, and they all died under his sword.

And the one who ranks first is the smiling Maitreya.

As Jiang Yichen saw, it was a pair of hands that ranked first, but no detailed description was given.

Tonight, the smiling Maitreya justified the name of that weapon spectrum.

It also proved that in the face of absolute strength, Jiang Yichen is still a lamb at the mercy of others.

Jiang Yichen was a little discouraged, and the pain wandering all over his body made him even more crumbling.

"If your three internal skills are fully cultivated and then you try to be strong, you may be able to escape if you can't beat it."

"But, no matter when, it's not difficult to abolish you."

The smiling Maitreya's voice is hoarse and obscure like a snake's language.

The eggs watching the battle didn't hear anything clearly, they were dancing and shouting, as if trying to stop the smiling Maitreya from killing Jiang Yichen.

Jiang Yichen listened verbatim, and let out the last breath he held in his heart.

It was dark before his eyes, and he fell to the ground, sweating like a waterfall, and his clothes were soaked in an instant.

"Jiang Shaoxia has a predestined relationship with our Buji Island, and it is more kind, and please brother Maitreya to hold you up."

Just as the smiling Maitreya approached Jiang Yichen for a few minutes, someone from far away came again via voice transmission.

Hearing Xie Fei's voice, Dandan became more confident, and cupped his hands repeatedly to the smiling face of Maitreya, saying: "Brother Jiang is our benefactor, please take care of Master Maitreya, please take care of him."

Then rushed to Jiang Yichen's side, straightened him cross-legged, and sent true energy to help him stabilize his mind.

After about a stick of incense, Jiang Yichen regained his strength.

When I opened my eyes again, I was still outside the old temple, leaning against the temple wall.

A bonfire was lit outside the old temple.

There were ten people sitting, standing, or lying by the campfire or near the campfire.

Everyone also discovered his waking state one after another, and cast their eyes on him.

His thoughts were still a little confused, so he couldn't feel the emotion contained in each gaze.

He looked back at everyone, and although his vision was blurred, it was not difficult to distinguish the gender of each person.

These people are no strangers to Jiang Yichen, they have shared weal and woe, and confronted each other.

There was only one woman in the arena, and his eyes stayed on that woman.

He lowered his head, moved his right hand, and looked for the sword.

Duan was at his feet, but he didn't have enough strength to hold it.

How can a swordsman who can't hold a sword kill?
A slight burning sensation suddenly came from the dantian, and he, who had no fighting spirit, was baptized by severe pain again.

The pupils then slackened, as if about to faint again.

With one hand, he stuffed a cold pill into his mouth, and poured true energy into his body regardless of the loss, to help him refine the power of the medicine.

Egg squatted next to Jiang Yichen guiltily, crying, "Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang, this time it is Egg who is sorry for you! Egg is at fault, Egg is ashamed of you, hit me!" Scold me! You treat me like this..."

Before Dandan could finish his confession, the smiling Maitreya had already said: "Whether it's Chang Kun or Ji Qianlin, everyone in the Tushi Gang obeys my orders. If you want to find an enemy, come to me." .”

"Of course, you can't kill me now."

"I heard that you like making deals, so why don't we make a deal first?"

(End of this chapter)