half evil

Chapter 54
At night, the wind blows.

The sound of the wind blowing.

Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning, followed by thunder——

Boom!

Rumble!
As the lightning flashed, it illuminated the open space in front of the ruined temple, and even more so illuminated the two bends in the mountain depression.

In front of the ruined temple, Yang Yu held the sword in his arms and let the strong wind blow his clothes.

In the sound of hunting, the long hair fluttered.

He looked at the two bends, and a figure of a man in black had already stood at the entrance.

There was no verbal exchange of any kind.

The man in black just glanced at Yang Yu, and then strode forward, but slowly unsheathed the long sword in his hand, and when he was less than ten feet away from Yang Yu, he threw the scabbard with his left hand directly at Yang Yu.

Woo!
The scabbard came with the sound of breaking through the air.

It is full of strength, but what is more powerful is the person who follows the shadow behind the scabbard.

The man in black rushed towards Yang Yu with the thrown scabbard.

The long sword in his hand trembled with his wrist, causing a sword flower, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

The sword flower sprayed out by this sword locked Yang Yu's dodging space on the front, back, left, and right sides. As long as Yang Yu dodged, he would fall into continuous passiveness, and finally be dominated by the opponent's sword.

Instead of hiding?
The strength contained in the scabbard is also enough to break Yang Yu's bones and tendons, and he is completely at a disadvantage.

In the end, it was still inevitable to die.

"Ah."

Looking at Yang Yu who was standing still, the man in black sneered, his killing intent suddenly arose, and the sword in his hand was faster and more urgent.

When the chill on the tip of the sword had already hurt Yang Yu's nose, Yang Yu made a move.

Clang!
With a slant of the long sword in his arms, he unsheathed it instantly.

After the tip of the sword crossed a perfect half moon, it returned to its sheath again.

This sword is neither sharp nor murderous.

On the contrary, it is very beautiful.

It's like a half moon rising from the ground.

The man in black seemed to be attracted by the moonlight. His forward posture stopped, and the long sword in his hand also stopped. At his feet was the scabbard that was divided into two.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

The man in black asked in a concentrated voice.

"Yang Yu's sword."

Yang Yu replied coldly.

The man in black was taken aback, apparently not expecting such an answer.

Then, loudly.

"Good swordsmanship!"

With a sound of good swordsmanship, a bloodstain spread from the man in black's brow.

The black clothes broke first, followed by flesh and blood.

puff!
The man in black who was split in two fell to the ground.

Yang Yu ignored the dead enemy.

Because, there are more enemies waiting for him.

At the entrance of the col, another man in black stood there.

Different from the 'skillful sword' of the previous man in black, this man in black uses a 'potential sword'.

The tragic aura like a battlefield condensed on the opponent.

Whoo, whoo!

The other party's breathing became heavier, and with this breathing, the horse neighed and roared, and began to appear.

But then it stopped abruptly.

Because, a touch of moonlight shines here!

The moonlight is like a wheel, fleeting.

When the light disappeared, Yang Yu had already appeared behind the opponent.

click!
The sword boring collided with the scabbard lightly, making a unique crisp sound, and a deep bone wound appeared on the neck of the man in black.

puff!
The thick qi and blood turned into a puff of smoke.

The man in black fell on his back.

However, under the veil, there was a smiling face.

He succeeded!

In front of the ruined temple, another man in black appeared, and the other person went straight into the ruined temple.

He absolutely does not allow himself to waste the opportunity that his companions fought for with their lives.

His resolve is unshakable.

His actions are resolute.

However, he was not as fast as Yang Yu.

When the tip of the sword pierced his throat, the man in black trembled a few times on Yang Yu's long sword, his determination collapsed, and his actions and life stopped together.

Yang Yu stood with his sword expressionless.

When Mo Shili asked him if he had improved his swordsmanship before, he frankly admitted that he hadn't.

This is not a lie.

Yang Yu disdain to lie.

As if he didn't bother to talk much.

His swordsmanship has not improved, but his lightness kungfu has made a substantial breakthrough.

why?
Because, he didn't want to encounter something like the Bahe Shuangxie.

Annoyance, guilt, these experiences once are enough.

Absolutely not allowed to appear a second time!

Any sign of it will be cut off with the sword in his hand.

Yang Yu's sword, the sword comes out without regret.

clap clap clap!
Amid the crisp applause, another man in black appeared.

Different from the men in black before.

The man in black in front of him was unarmed.

Moreover, there were three men in black following behind the other party.

"What a powerful swordsman."

"What a condensed sword breath."

"Wu Laoqi is really willing to spend his money. Not only did he secretly send experts to protect that Mo Shili, but he also sent out talents like you. It seems that it is not groundless!"

The visitor was talking to himself, just standing at the col.

The three swordsmen behind him surrounded Yang Yu.

That kind of encirclement is not about standing randomly, but echoing from head to tail.

Formation!

Yang Yu's pupils shrank.

Someone noticed.

Immediately laughed.

"The formation of three talents is not worth mentioning."

"Is your swordsmanship just 'Yang Yu's sword'?"

"At your age, being able to combine strength, technique, and aura is really an incredible talent. I don't know where your limit is?"

"I want to see!"

The visitor waved his hand.

The three black-clothed swordsmen drew their swords together.

The three swords came out together, seemingly in no particular order, but in an orderly manner.

The person holding the sword is even more hidden behind the sword, making it impossible to see clearly.

Jianguang is connected with Jianguang.

Shadows overlapped.

Ordinary people falling into such a situation, might not be able to hold a breath, and would have to be stabbed to the core.

but,
It was Yang Yu who was trapped!

Clang!
Amidst the resounding sound of the long sword being unsheathed, the moon appeared again.

No more half rounds.

Rather, the full moon!
The moonlight is bright and clear, all over the earth.

In an instant, the full moon enveloped the surrounding sword lights and stacked figures.

Dangdang Dangdang!
There was only a burst of dense metal clashing sounds.

It's like rain hitting plantains.

And like knocking in a blacksmith's shop.

Fast and powerful.

Then, it stopped abruptly.

The full moon disappears.

Even the rising sword light also disappeared.

Whoosh, whoosh.

Yang Yu held the sword in one hand, gasping for breath.

The three swordsmen fell to the ground, blood flowing all over the ground.

clap clap clap!
Those who had been on the sidelines applauded again.

He doesn't care about the life and death of those swordsmen.

What he cares about is that he is now standing in front of the ruined temple.

What he cares about is that this can make a genius swordsman like Yang Yu become anxious.

"Are you in a hurry?"

"You can't even hold your sword steady?"

"The speed just now, can you still explode?"

The visitor asked with a smile, speaking slowly and in a strangely soft voice, he stared at Yang Yu and the expression on Yang Yu's face at the moment.

Anxiety appeared on the cold face.

It's like snowflakes melting in the sun.

The visitor sighed, with regret in his eyes.

He sighed that snowflakes could not stay for long.

He regretted that he couldn't use a more cruel way to break the 'Jian Xin' of the young swordsman in front of him.

Yang Yu was not given more chance to breathe.

The visitor turned around and walked towards the temple.

At the same time, he said in his mouth.

"Your friend, Mo Shili, I'll kill, kill, kill... Poof!"

A thick, huge palm stretched out from the door frame without a door, and slapped the person directly on the face. Not only did the words behind the person become elongated, as if they were stuck, but the whole person was slapped. Like a spinning top, it spun in the air and fell into the distance.

As soon as he landed, the opponent opened his mouth and spit out half of his teeth.

The white teeth, mixed with blood, were printed on the pitch-black ground.

The next moment, all of these were shrouded in shadow.

The visitor raised his head stiffly.

Looking at the extremely tall and burly body, looking at the distinct but gray-brown muscles, looking at the person who slightly twisted his neck and made a clicking sound.

His voice was dry and authentic——

"Hard work done?!"

　PS Feilong seeks to follow up~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)