I don't want to be a concubine when I was reincarnated in the ancient neon

He hadn't learned these things in the first place, and only relied on his combat experience in actual combat one after another, but the opponent did not lack combat experience.

This also caused him to gradually fall into a disadvantage after the battle. Although he was not fatally wounded, he had already suffered a small injury.

Luo Hu's heart became ruthless, and he was about to use his ultimate move.

"Die to me! Self-created technique - chopping and chopping!"

Taking advantage of Ying Sixiong's bouncing off the dirt, Luo Hu jumped up, his body as strong as a bull was as flexible as a dancer's, adjusted his posture to tilt down, held the epee with both hands, spun it half a circle, and slammed down suddenly.

boom--!

At the critical moment, Ying Sixiong swung his sword to block the blow, and with a loud noise, the ground cracked and collapsed like a biscuit, blasting out a pit.But it wasn't over yet, after Luo Hu's first blow was blocked, he didn't stop.

Zi-!

The epee rubbed and slid across the samurai sword, sparks burst out, and made a sharp and piercing sound. When the friction ended, Luo Hu's body had already spun around, driving the epee to strike Ying Sixiong's knife again.

For a while, there was only the continuous sound of "Zi Zi Zi Zi ~~" and dazzling sparks splashing in the arena.

Luo Hu's body spins crazily, like a spinning top, every spin drives the epee in his hand to strike at Ying Sixiong, faster and faster...

Ying Sixiong blocked Luo Hu's attacks again and again with his sword grid in both hands. He wanted to counterattack, but found that there was no room to counterattack, so he could only retreat step by step while blocking.

As long as the sword in his hand dared to move away from his face even for a moment, he would be hit by the opponent's serial slash.

Ying Sixiong knew that as long as he survived this wave, the opponent would be exhausted. Although this kind of attack is fierce, it consumes too much inner energy, physical strength, and energy.

just,

He suddenly realized that he might not be able to handle this wave.

Because he gradually came to know the real fatality of this hacking and slashing - shock!

From the very beginning, he noticed that there were many small jagged notches on the epee sword in the opponent's hand. He thought it was because the opponent's sword had been used for a long time and formed during years of fighting.

It is only now that I know that this is probably the intention of the other party.

The opponent's epee that rubbed against his own knife again and again was a saw, a chainsaw that rotated at high speed.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang...!

High-frequency, high-intensity vibrations began to be transmitted from the sword body to his body, his hands were already numb, and his meridians were aching...

Ying Sixiong's eyes sank, he knew that if he went on like this, there would be more danger than luck.

Just now, he shouldn't have accepted this move, but should have avoided it directly. As long as he didn't accept this move, or interrupted it when the opponent jumped up, the move would be self-defeating, but now it's too late to think about it.

Just as Ying Sixiong's heart sank, he suddenly noticed the scattered corpses on the ground.

Although you can't move your hands and your feet can only keep moving backwards, it is still possible to kick a corpse at the opponent and interrupt the opponent with the corpse.

Ying Sixiong was thinking like this, when he noticed that there was a small corpse, and the clothes seemed to be the maid of his own family...

Volume 42: [-] Epiphany

zizizizi~~

Ying Sixiong struggled to resist Luo Hu's slashing, while adjusting the direction of retreat, moving towards the maid's corpse on the ground.

Although he only glimpsed the back of the corpse from the corner of his eyes, even from the back, he could see that this maid should be a rare beauty, but unfortunately, she was already dead.

Xiwu was lying on the ground nervously. She had been feeling the vibration of the surrounding ground since just now, as if the pile driver was drilling holes in the ground during road construction in her previous life.

But when she quietly raised her eyes, she really saw those two "pile drivers" coming towards her.

Xiwu really wants to greet the eighteen generations of their ancestors, such a large area, you are sick, come to me?

Of course, she only dared to think about it once in her little mind. In reality, she had to kneel when she should kneel.

But at this time, Xiwu's thoughts were quickly brought back to reality by the crisis that was getting closer and closer.

She could feel the terror of the two of them, and just feeling the wind pressure from the aftermath of their battle made her heart shrink, and a creepy feeling gushed out of her body.

Xiwu has no doubts about the powerful strength displayed by the two of them. As long as his body is rubbed to the side, it will disappear, and 20 years later he will be a good man again, no, a good girl.

The vibration from the ground became more and more violent, and the distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer to her.

Xiwu wants to use the demon eyes of fantasy to make them change direction, but the cast of the demon eyes needs to look at the target. Moreover, these are two people. Ordinary people's masters only have distortions in vision and hearing, so it's hard to guarantee that they won't notice something strange.

Xiwu seemed to have seen the tragic end of being trampled into flesh by two people in the next second.

She expected them to suddenly "conscience discover" the idea of ​​changing direction, and she also gave up on the approaching death crisis.

She is running away!

run away now!

Although he would definitely be discovered and the consequences would be unpredictable, it was better than death.

When Xiwu saw that the two were less than two meters away from her, she finally couldn't help it, bit her teeth lightly, jumped up from the ground, and fled to the side without looking back.

Her petite and slender body is fragile, at least in the eyes of outsiders. Her thick black hair is like a black waterfall hanging in the air, and it rises slightly as the evening mist runs, like a spirit of the wind. fairy.

This sudden scene suddenly stunned everyone present.

They never expected that a... woman would appear on the battlefield between two half-step-to-one powerhouses.

The light is not very good in the dark night, people in the distance can only see the flowing long hair behind Xiwu, and they can judge that she is a woman, at most, they can guess that she is a beautiful woman from her slim figure.

But people nearby can clearly see the appearance of Xiwu under the mutual reflection of moonlight and firelight.

At this moment, there was only one thought left in their minds:

What a nice view!

The fairy who suddenly fell into the mortal world!

The beauty of the fairy, the beauty of the world, even if she is only wearing simple maid clothes, it is still difficult to hide her beauty, especially the panic, panic, and helplessness on the little beauty's delicate face, and the poignant beauty and pity that are unintentionally revealed , instantly melted their hearts.

"stop!"

Suddenly, there was a bang, and a figure rushed out of Shi Shui's camp.

It was the playboy Yataka Ishimizu who had been separated from Yugiri not long ago.

He recognized Xiwu at a glance. Although he didn't know how Xiwu got here, seeing that the little beauty was about to lose her fragrance, he rushed out without thinking about anything.

Not only him, but also a group of swordsmen who were close to each other rushed towards Xiwu, trying to save her... Although, with a high probability, Xiwu didn't need their rescue.

Although Yugiri's speed was not as fast as the two fighting in the arena, her speed was not slow if she just fled to the side.

This is a psychological mischief.

Ying Sixiong and Luo Hu are like two ferocious beasts fighting violently, making the delicate and weak Yugiri look even more fragile, as if it will really fall down when the wind blows, or even be blown by the two of them when they fight. Manslaughter by inadvertently splashed stones.

As soon as everyone thought of that scene, they couldn't bear to see such a beautiful and beautiful woman die in such a place, so inexplicably.

As a result, an upside-down scene occurred at the scene.

Originally, everyone was afraid to avoid the dangerous place where the two masters were fighting, and hid as far away as possible; but now they rushed towards it eagerly, as if they couldn't see the danger.

Someone is faster than all of them!

Ying Sixiong naturally caught a glimpse of Xiwu who suddenly ran for his life pitifully behind him, especially when he saw several masters rushing towards Xiwu at the same time, he instantly thought that they were all trying to kill Xiwu.

This moment.

For some reason, Ying Sixiong felt a sharp pain in his heart, and a burst of strength suddenly surged out of his body.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, and that was: he didn't want to watch Xi Wu get killed.

Since the last time I had a hasty farewell to Xiwu in the kendo field.

He could never forget Xi Wu's figure in his mind, the more he wanted to forget, the more clearly he remembered.

Her every frown, every frown, every smile, every move, every look...all linger in my mind, no matter what kind of meditation, I can't get rid of it, even when practicing sword, Her mind is also full of her appearance, and she no longer has any thoughts about practicing swords.

He once thought that he was dazed because he didn't cultivate his mind enough, he wasn't sincere enough to the sword, and he would be seduced by mere beauty. He was tortured to the point of exhaustion by such troubles.

It was as if a black hole named "Evening Mist" had appeared in his heart. It was boundless and deep, swallowing up everything in his heart. No matter how he struggled or resisted, it was useless in front of this black hole, he could only watch helplessly. Seeing that everything already in my heart is constantly being sucked into this abyss.

The heart is gradually filled with this black hole, but the person is gradually empty... In the end, maybe even his whole body will be sucked in by this black hole, maybe he will be relieved!

This state has continued, even in the fight with Luo Hu, he is still confused, why is he fighting?

For the family?For the pursuit of being a swordsman?Or to see the person who can't forget in my heart again...

until now.

He really saw that person again, saw her running away in a panic, saw her weak and helpless facing the charge of a group of masters...he was angry!Also enlightened!

At this moment, he finally knew what he wanted!

I finally knew where I was wrong. Practicing swords, practicing swords, it is people who practice swords, not swords that practice people.

He was the one who went astray before. He was obviously a human being, but he insisted on forcing himself to become a sword.

As a result, people are not people, swords are not swords, neither up nor down, mediocrity.

At this time, he had a sudden enlightenment, let go of the burden in his heart, and no longer pursued the sword, but pursued people!A woman who haunted him forever!

this moment.

The bottleneck of the unified state in the body, which was difficult to completely break through, began to relax.

Originally, it took several years to completely transform and condense the inner Qi in the body, like boiling water, it began to violently churn, surge, growl, and metamorphose...

Volume 43: [-] Beauty is only for the strong

Ying Sixiong paused, obviously his appearance was the same as the previous second, but there was an indescribable meaning hidden in it.

Luo Hu, who was spinning and chopping in the air, suddenly felt a creepy feeling in his heart.

'What's the matter?This feeling is... the feeling of being threatened with death, and the object is... this guy! ? ? '

'This guy is obviously about to be forced to death by himself, how could he threaten himself? '

But suddenly, his face changed drastically, and he realized an important thing: "Wait! Where's the wind? Why isn't there any wind?"

But just when he was wondering, he felt the wind again!

He saw the Taidao in Ying Shixiong's hand, which was crumbling under his own attack, moved slightly.

That kind of movement was too light and soft, like the swaying of leaves when the breeze blows by, it was completely like a slight trembling of the body unconsciously.

but.

It was such a slight, non-threatening movement that made the alarm bells in his mind go off as if they were about to explode.

Danger!Danger!Danger!Danger!Danger……

This feeling made him feel chills all over his body, and his hairs stood on end. From the skin to the muscles, to the blood, to the bones, to the marrow, his whole body was full of chills, inside and out.

Danger!Mortal danger!

In the blink of an eye, he chose to trust his intuition and twisted his body regardless of the muscle sprain.

all of a sudden.

Swish-!

A very strange sound sounded, a bit like the howling of a sharp blade splitting the air at a very high speed, but it was much lighter and ethereal than that sound, just like the howling of the wind itself...

And the air, as if stirred by something, imprisoned, compressed, compressed, and compressed again... until it formed an invisible twist, long and narrow, sharp and high-speed.

As soon as this distortion appeared, it shot out at an indescribable speed!

"This is... sword energy?!!!"

Luo Hu's eyes were cracked, but looking at the sword energy shooting at him, it was useless.

fast!

too fast!

In addition, he was in the air, so he couldn't dodge at all, he could only resist hard, and the two contacted in the next instant.

As a result, there is no suspense.

Chi-!

The sword qi will cut everything in front of it with a single knife.

Even Luo Hu's extremely thick epee, in front of it, was like a red-hot knife cutting butter, it collapsed at the touch of it, and even cut off one of Luo Hu's hands.