Chapter 730

Ding, Ding!

The long sword in Dean's hand flipped over, and the two flying knives that were shot were knocked away, and at the same time, the tip of the flipped long sword stabbed back. (Read the latest chapter first щщщιmЁ).『≤『≤ǎn』≤small『≤say,

Pooh!

The sound of the metal blade piercing into the flesh sounded again.

A man who was no more than five feet tall and who had been among the monkeys before fell down clutching his throat.

"It's the juggler from that vat!"

Hong Ling exclaimed.

And when she looked around, she realized that the corpse lying on the other side belonged to the juggler practicing soft skills, and the dozen or so figures that jumped out before were the monkeys who were originally bathing in monkeys and crowned with joy.

The girl covered her mouth in surprise, her clothes were in disbelief.

"Walk!"

Dean said succinctly.

Immediately, the girl who came back to her senses followed Dean's footsteps closely, with a timid expression on her face that wanted to ask.

"The woman with the throwing knife is also with them, and should be the leader. However, after seeing that things must be done, she left temporarily!"

As if guessing what Hong Ling wanted to ask, Dean answered directly.

"People are dead, we should wait for the City Lord's Mansion or the Martial League..."

The girl said quietly.

"I can't trust them!"

As Dean said, he led the girl through the chaotic crowd and returned to the alley where the Shuiyue Sword Gym was located.

However, when he first entered the alley, Dean stopped in his tracks.

A drunk man reeking of alcohol was half lying down on the stone pavement in the alley, and there were two wine jars beside him, one of which was already empty. Set aside. The other one was held in the arms of the drunk man. As the drunk stumbled up from the ground, he continued to spill alcohol.

What caught Dean's attention the most was the long sword on the opponent's waist.

However, this long sword looks too simple on the outside, so simple that it is inconspicuous.

Even those who have seen it, most of them will think that it is a wooden stick full of oil.

"Are you OK?"

The innocent girl asked subconsciously, and was about to step forward to help the other party, without paying any attention to the stains and alcohol on the other party's body.

However, such behavior was stopped by Dean.

The girl was taken aback. Then, as if thinking of something, his face suddenly turned pale, and he immediately hid behind Dean, sticking out his head to look at the drunk.

"What a good girl with a pure heart, no wonder you picked six martial arts gyms for her and killed a martial arts deacon! If I met her instead, I would do the same!"

The drunk man staggered and couldn't stand still, but his words were very clear, and his eyes, which seemed to be hazy, were unusually clear upon closer inspection. Not the slightest hint of intoxication.

The other party looked at Hongling's unstoppable nod and was full of admiration.

"It's a pity that you were the one who met her first... Do you know how to drink?"

The drunk man looked away at Hong Ling. Put it on Dean.

"Yes, but not a drop of alcohol!"

said Dean.

"Can drink? But don't drink at all? Interesting person, you must have not met a suitable drinking buddy! Come, I respect you!"

The drunk man walked towards Dean with the wine jar in one hand, but with the other empty hand, he reached into his bosom and found a flat-bottomed sea bowl.

The liquor from the wine jar was poured directly into the sea bowl.

It filled up almost instantly.

"Dry!"

As the drunk man spoke, the wine bowl in his hand flew towards Dean.

The full wine bowl was spinning, but the wine did not leak out at all.

Dean frowned, the long sword was not out of the sheath, and it was under the rotating wine bowl with the scabbard.

Immediately, the spinning wine bowl stopped, and then flew back abruptly.

at a faster rate than before.

The drunk obviously didn't expect this, so he had to pause as he walked forward, and raised his hand to grab the wine bowl.

However, just when the drunk man's palm was about to grab the wine bowl, the wine bowl, which seemed to be going away quickly, fell straight down from midair, as if there was an inexplicable suction on the ground.

Snapped!

The wine bowl shattered straight onto the slate floor, the drunk man stared blankly at the shattered wine bowl, was startled for a moment, and then laughed straight away.

"Interesting! Interesting!"

Shouting incessantly, he put the wine jar aside, and the drunk man staggered and slammed into Dean's arms.

But this kind of impact stopped halfway in shock. The opponent landed on one foot, and with a phantom in his hands, he shrouded Dean.

The shouting in his mouth didn't mean to stop at all.

"Tianqu, Tanzhong, Dazhui, Guanyuan..."

Acupuncture points that only existed in Bai Ye jumped out of the drunk man's mouth one after another, while the opponent's hands hit these acupuncture points on Dean's body one after another.

However, before the opponent's palm touched these acupuncture points on Dean's body, Dean knocked them open with the scabbard.

After more than ten seconds, the drunk man staggered back. He shook his numb hands hit by Dean's scabbard, and looked at Dean with a smile on his face.

"Good opponent!"

Said, took another sip of wine.

"Good wine!"

said the drunk man loudly.

Then, he put down the wine jar again, and said to Dean in a very serious tone: "I will go all out to draw the sword. You don't have to keep your hand, and I won't keep your hand. Life and death depend on fate." !"

"good!"

Dean nodded and said, then motioned Hongling to avoid it.

Although the drunk in front of him didn't show any killing intent from beginning to end, Dean didn't think it was safe.

After all, accidents can happen at any time.

"Brother Mu, be careful!"

Hong Ling who walked to the side whispered.

Dean nodded, did not speak, and turned to look at the drunk.

The drunk man still staggered and drew out the long sword at his waist, and when the opponent stabbed out with a sword, the feeling of staggering not only did not decrease, but on the contrary became more powerful.

The tip of the sword swung left and right, shaking back and forth. There is no accuracy at all. But it happened to block all of Dean's offensive and defensive routes.

Regardless of Dean drawing his sword. Whether you retreat or retreat, you will fall into the endless pursuit of the opponent.

And this is not the most deadly!

The most deadly thing was that in a shadow, a sword light suddenly burst out, piercing the back of Dean's heart.

"'Chasing the soul' what are you doing?!"

Seeing the sudden sword light, the drunk immediately shouted angrily.

At the same time, he quickly changed the direction of the long sword in his hand, with an explosive momentum. It stabbed at the sword light behind Dean.

However, the sword light didn't seem to see the drunkard's long sword at all, and still stabbed Dean regardless.

But Dean stood there without moving, as if he didn't notice such a sword at all.

However, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, outlining a cold arc.

The palm holding the hilt of the sword tightened suddenly.

Clang!

The long sword came out of its sheath, and fell on the drunken man's blade at a speed beyond ordinary people's imagination, causing the opponent's sword blade to attack Jianguang behind him to sway suddenly.

The long sword in Dean's hand sped up again as if borrowing force, and stabbed at Jianguang behind him.

clang!

The sudden sword light behind him shattered directly.

but. The long sword in Dean's hand did not stop, but accelerated again. into the darkness.

puff!

In the darkness, a bright red suddenly appeared.

A figure froze on the ground, hesitated a few times, and then stopped moving.

Dean flicked the blood on the blade, and put the sword back into its sheath.

"Let's go!"

Dean said to Hongling, and walked towards Shuiyue Sword Hall non-stop.

"oh!"

Hong Ling glanced at the drunk man who was stunned there again, and followed Dean's footsteps without the slightest thought

Only the drunk man was left standing there in a daze in the night wind.

...

When the sky was completely dark, Cracked Eagle woke up from his meditation.

Whenever he needs to face an all-out opponent, Crack Eagle will do this kind of meditation, which is not only to adjust his own state, but also to think about the strategy to deal with the opponent.

At this moment, Lie Ying's mind was filled with the scars on the corpses of the masters of the six martial arts gyms including Tiger Sword Gym, Gale Wind Gym, Shenquan Gym, and Cloud Piercing Gym.

From that tiny wound, Crack Eagle analyzed the moves of the opponent he was about to face.

"Not only is it fast, but also has considerable skills... It is both weird and aboveboard. It has been mixed in the battlefield and assassins..."

Every bit of information about the opponent was analyzed by Crack Eagle.

And every time there is one more message, Crack Eagle's confidence grows stronger.

When his confidence reached ten percent, Crack Eagle directly picked up the long sword on his knee, stood up and walked out.

Ignore the commotion around.

Ignore the crowd.

Cracking Eagle walked towards the alley where the Shuiyue Sword Gym was located.

His mind has already returned to calm, only the fighting spirit brought by the sword in his hand is constantly rolling and rising, and the aura of his whole body is getting stronger and stronger.

It's like a red-hot iron plate just taken out of the stove.

Bright and hot.

The crowd involuntarily gave way to the cracked eagle, subconsciously looking at this formidable swordsman.

And this passage is like a cliff where an eagle spreads its wings and flies, making the aura on Lieying's body more and more intense, and an almost sharp aura comes out through his body.

Sword Qi!

Sharp and unparalleled sword energy!

But such sword energy stagnated suddenly.

Because, at the entrance of the alley, Lie Ying saw a guy he was quite familiar with standing there just like a fool.

The wine swordsman also saw the cracked eagle, and as one of the three masters in Xiayuan City, he naturally knew someone who was as famous as him.

Normally, he would definitely grab the other party for a drink, but this time...

"We lost, we were completely defeated. I attacked head-on, and the sudden attack of Soul Chasing was still defeated! I was bounced away by a sword, and Chasing Soul was killed by a single sword... The difference is too much!"

After the drunken swordsman finished speaking, he walked out of the alley in a daze, forgetting to take his own wine jar.

But at the last moment, the energy of returning the sword came out through his body, and the confident Falcon was shocked all over his body.

Then……

Snapped!

That very confidence was completely shattered.

ps second update~

Decadence means that in the hot afternoon, I especially want to eat Northeast Lapi! !

So, in the evening, I found a restaurant in the Northeast to eat Da Lapi~

This chapter is timed~~~

Thanks to the prodigal son wandering around the world, r0920 for the reward of 200 ǎn coins, the light of the dark light for the 100 ǎn coins for the reward, I’m sorry, I’m sorry for the 10 ǎn coins for the reward~~~Decadent bow again and thank you for your support~~~ (To be continued..)