Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 255.

【Stunt · Ashina Cross Slash】!
The air that was originally flowing smoothly was cut by the sharp blade with a "stab" and an explosion.

Lan En's Wei Mingliu's stunt was performed steadily and gracefully.

The sword's killing range was extended by the airflow blade technique, and in the process of drawing the sword with one blow, it directly slashed across the bodies of the three Xianfeng Temple members in front.

Two of them wanted to hit Lan En's blade with the back of their clenched hands because they were standing forward.

Looking at their confident and decisive moves, it is expected that they should have succeeded many times in the past, so that they regard it as an ordinary thing.

Of course, the air hammer technique in "Xianfeng Temple Boxing" cannot make the fist meet the blade head-on.

However, in the process of slashing the blade, it is easy to cause the edge of the blade to be out of alignment due to the disturbance of the airflow.Ideally, the blade that should be cut at a [-]-degree angle to the contact area will actually become crooked most of the time.

This is because the blade ribs are not straight enough.

The air hammer technique can wrap a layer of unstable airflow around the attacking part, actively interfering with the opponent's blade tendons.

Therefore, it is generally much easier for the monks in Xianfeng Temple to smash the blade with their fists than other boxing skills.

But the advantage of the technique also depends on who is using it.

When the air hammers on the fists of the two monks touched the edge of Lan En's sword that was cutting sideways, the demon hunter did feel a sign of losing control of the blade tendons.

But immediately afterwards, Lan En's sword was like a petrel that was able to soar more freely in the face of storms on the sea.

The airflow blade on the blade directly cut through the opponent's fist, and the precise and elegant way of controlling the knife directly cut off the half-drawn fists of the two monks.

They were broken in half together with their waists.

The third monk was not seriously injured, but was swept by the trajectory of the air blade that stayed in mid-air and could last for half a second.

But the place where he was swept was his soft belly, and the turbulent airflow brought by the air blade directly gave him a massive bloodletting!

In terms of blood loss, he was the biggest.

The first part of [Weiding Cross Cut] is to draw the sword and sweep across, and the second part is to hold the knife and chop vertically.

If Lan En is a regular swordsman, then he should follow the sword move at this time.

However, sword moves must always adapt to the battlefield situation, and a sword that is tied up on the battlefield is not perfect.

Lann hated swords like that.

So when he drew his sword and cut down three enemies horizontally, he didn't straighten his steps and put on the preparation posture of a big upper section and a downward chop.

Instead, he turned around lightly, pointing the side of his knife hand at another group of monks who rushed over.

There was a soft "shua".

The demon hunter's knife-wielding hand swung lightly like a knife shaking blood.

A clear trajectory of the airflow blade was drawn horizontally and obliquely.

The blood from the monks was drawn out by the airflow blade. It was transparent and colorless, but the airflow blade with a slightly different light transmittance was filled with blood.

A coquettish fan shape appeared in midair.

In the face of group attacks, sweeping is much more efficient than vertical chopping.

Indeed, as Wei Ming Yixin said, after using the air blade technique, the battle scene will become very bloody.

Now Lan En, the half body of the knife-wielding hand has been spattered with blood.The cold eyes of the beast, the cold silver hair hanging down in front of his eyes, and the hot air overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
This appearance is more like a handsome but cruel monster in a storybook than a human being.

But the monks on the mountain road still remained expressionless, as if they were cultivating immortality, and they had lost both their heads and emotions.
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On the wooden bridge of the mountain gorge where the demon hunter and the ninja once passed, an old man with a short coir raincoat over his shoulders and a red tengu mask walked over vigorously.

While walking, he looked at the hideous sword marks and raised wooden thorns on the wooden bridge under his feet, and was speechless.

"Tsk tsk, the lack of skill is as incredible as the abundance of strength."

While savoring swordsmanship from the battle traces with great interest, the old man walked to the other side of the bridge and collapsed beside the old Robert who was staring blankly at the sky.

"Hey, Nanman warrior, you cut those swords, right? Use this big and bold guy, Ding Ding."

Wei Ming focused on using the sword in his hand, and tapped the giant sword lying on the side with the scabbard, making two crisp sounds.

After seeing the sword marks just now, he really didn't want to call old Robert a 'Southern Barbarian swordsman', so he just called him a warrior.

After all, this craftsmanship looks too rough.

It even made Wei Ming feel that this guy's hometown in Nanman should be quite far away from the country where Lan En studied art.

It doesn't feel like a system at all in terms of swordsmanship.

But old Robert didn't care about this old man who was so skinny that he could break it off with one hand.

He just looked at the blood-red maple leaves falling from the sky with painful and empty eyes, and muttered in his mouth.

"This gift must be real, it must be real, but I haven't worked hard enough, I'm not strong enough"

Wei Ming listened intently, tilting her head, and nodded understandingly.

He had lived on the land all his life and had seen a lot of things, so nothing surprised him.

He took the initiative to send his child here to ask for the "Blessing of Change"! He is not a bad person, but a father who went to the doctor in a hurry.

But it's different from Lan En's kindness of "Don't follow me, you probably won't be able to bear it after seeing it".

This time, the old man came to Xianfeng Temple with the mentality of looking for excitement and fun.Of course he didn't want to miss the Nanman in front of him who was practicing the unknown Nanman swordsmanship.

Even if you don't fight with yourself, it's good to let yourself see how he swings the sword.

Therefore, Wei Ming said with a provocative smile.

"'Really, really'. Keep saying these meaningless things. If you really believe it, then go in and have a look. If you don't believe it, you have to go in and have a look. After all, you are lying here now, don't you even Don't you have the guts to go in? Haha!"

Wei Ming is devoted to this kind of person, even the provocation of narrowness is full of heroic spirit.

".Shut up, you bloody old man."

Old Robert gritted his teeth and let out a low growl. After being stunned for a while, he still stood up amidst the sound of the armor'clang clang clang.

Put the helmet back on and pick up the greatsword.

"Go and see, I have to go and see."

"That's right, right or wrong, it's only useful to see for yourself."

The long nose of the tengu mask bobbed up and down in agreement.

"That's the way to be worthy of your equipment and physique."

Old Robert snorted coldly: "I'll say it again, shut up, damn old man!"

The smile in Wei Ming Yixin's voice didn't shrink at all.

He inserted the saber in his hand back to his waist, and the sound of the sword shaking slightly in the sheath was pleasant to the ear, but also tinged with coldness.

"Don't speak so harshly, Southern barbarians. Besides."

"The old man has always felt that whether he should die or not should be judged by the sword."

"Are you right?"

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