Genius commoner

Chapter 220
The coffin board took a step forward suddenly, and the gloomy aura erupted in an instant,
The coffin board let out a low cry, and the majestic momentum suddenly burst out. The whole person suddenly disappeared in place, and appeared in front of Tang Xueyi in the next instant. Without any nonsense, he slashed out fiercely with a knife, and the air burst instantly. , an unparalleled force blasted at Tang Xueyi, Tang Xueyi raised his right hand, and the bamboo knife was blocked.

There was a muffled sound, the two knives intersected, and the two retreated three steps each, with pain in their tiger's mouth.

"You are strong!"

Tang Xueyi squeezed out a sentence: "As expected of the Shadow Killer of the Wulianhui."

The coffin board said coldly: "Who are you?"

Tang Xueyi responded lightly: "The one waiting for you."

The coffin board with an indifferent expression did not stagnate at all, and rushed out again as soon as his body stabilized, buzz!He slashed straight down with an astonishing aura. Seeing that the shocking sword light was about to fall on Tang Xueyi's head, Tang Xueyi's body suddenly disappeared. Although the coffin board could capture Tang Xueyi's figure, but he His face still showed a dignified look.

Absolute speed!Tang Xueyi was like a shooting star, even surpassing Daomang's speed.

Without too many thoughts, the coffin board, known as the shadow killer of the Wulianhui, slashed out indifferently again. After the three-foot white knife was infused with power by him, its power went up to a new level. A white light suddenly exploded, and the space seemed to be shaking violently , Countless cold, the surrounding branches were broken in seven or eight pieces, and fell to the ground like raindrops.

Tang Xueyi's figure flashed quickly, calmly dodging the knife light on the coffin board, from the beginning to the end, he was not injured by the opponent's white knife.

He is still injured, and he is not absolutely sure to win a head-on confrontation with the opponent. He can only rely on his flexible body to consume the strength of the coffin board. In this way, it is possible to win the final confrontation. After a blank, the face full of sinisterness became ferocious, and the white knife made a clearer whistling sound.

The wind of the knife is everywhere, and the air current trembles.

Tang Xueyi dodged the eighth move.

At this moment, the coffin board straightened up, like a zombie blasting the coffin, suddenly changed speed, and rushed towards Tang Xueyi again with the knife in his arms.

At this moment, he was like an arrow leaving the string, swift and sharp, when he was approaching Tang Xueyi, the coffin board suddenly swung a white knife, mercilessly cutting Tang Xueyi's ribs on the right side, this move is not a subtle martial art , or even no change at all, but because it is too accurate and too fast, it does not leave too many opportunities for the opponent to dodge and parry.

Tang Xueyi finally had a wave in his eyes, stepped back, and leaned the bamboo knife on the right side of his body.

There was a crisp sound of sour teeth, and Tang Xueyi's bamboo knife just blocked the white knife of the coffin board. If there were outsiders present, they would not understand why Tang Xueyi's random movements always blocked the attack of the coffin board just right. But Ban understood that the one strike he made just now made seven changes, and Tang Xueyi's defense also changed seven positions.

It's just too fast, so fast that people can't see it.

The two sides separated, bleeding from the tiger's mouth, and looked at each other five meters apart.

"You and I are the same kind of people."

Looking at Tang Xueyi's cold and firm eyes, the coffin board rarely said a word. He didn't know whether Tang Xueyi had the same angry and sad past as himself, but he could smell the similarity in both of them. The aura, similar to the sensitivity of a wild animal, made him stare at Tang Xueyi in front of him and asked, "Have you ever been hungry?"

Tang Xueyi said calmly: "Yes!"

"Have you ever been cold?"

"Have!"

"Have you ever eaten something rotten? Have you ever died once?"

"Have you ever been despised, humiliated?"

"Have you ever lived like a dog?"

"Have you ever woken up in the middle of the night crying, suffering, or crying?"

"Have you ever been drunk? Warm?"

Before Tang Xueyi could answer the last question, the coffin board roared: "You and I shouldn't fight like this."

Tang Xueyi replied coldly: "I came to the hospital to wait for you."

The coffin board said in a low voice: "You know I'm coming?"

Tang Xueyi said directly: "You are called the coffin board."

He also added: "As I said just now, Young Master Ye wants to ask why President Song ordered to kill him. Ye Gong has no grudges against Wulianhui."

"It's really a festival, and it's just a cooperation with the He family, but that's Song Hailong's courage is not as good as others, no wonder Ye Gong chose He Feicui."

The other party's eyes lit up for a moment, like a wisp of will-o'-the-wisp jumping in the tomb, but soon returned to calm like stagnant water: "You can wait for me here, and you know that I am called Coffin Board, it seems that Gao Junshan betrayed me. He firmly held the knife in his hand: "I will not go with you, nor will I tell you the secret order of the president."

Seeing that the other party was so stubborn, Tang Xueyi stopped talking nonsense, straightened his chest and shouted: "Shoot."

He is not fully sure to keep the other party, but he always has to give it his all.

The coffin board looked indifferently and focused his eyes. His eyes were colder than the wind and darker than the night. There seemed to be a knife in his eyes, as if he wanted to cut open Tang Xueyi's chest and dig out this person's heart. It is unbelievable how Tang Xueyi could be so similar to himself, even body skills and saber skills lead to the same goal by different routes, he feels a little sympathetic to each other.

It's just that there is no other way to choose at the moment.

Facing Tang Xueyi who was as stubborn as himself, Coffin Board's eyes turned cold, he kicked his feet, and struck again, slashing seven times in a row, pouring out.

Even though the moves are different, and the attacks come first and then later, but because the speed is so fast, it looks like seven white knives. When they strike at the same time, it is like a large moonlight pouring down, shining on Tang Xueyi's whole body. At night, when the yin energy was at its peak, the coffin board was like a zombie that had just absorbed Ye Hua, and it showed Tang Xueyi the most overbearing sword technique.

Tang Xueyi moved forward, instead of retreating, he slammed directly into the middle of the knife glow, and the bamboo knife in his hand pierced the chest of the coffin board.

This is a method that hurts both sides. Coffin Board's face froze, hesitating slightly in his heart, Bai Dao froze for a second, and then turned back to defend.

At this once-in-a-thousand-year moment, an emerald green light flashed, the white light disappeared immediately, and the coffin board fell backwards.

Tang Xueyi bit his lip and took three steps back. There was a smear of blood on his lip. The coffin board twisted in mid-air and fell to the ground, leaning against the back door of the hospital and shaking the corners of his mouth.

There was a wound on his shoulder, an inch deep, and blood flowed wantonly.

Although he defended back with all his strength, Tang Xueyi was half a beat behind, and he only blocked half of it, avoiding his chest, but not letting his shoulders dodge.

"I thought you were not afraid of death."

Tang Xueyi said lightly: "I didn't expect that you would not be willing to die."

This is a very face-slapping humiliation, but the face of the coffin board is as silent as water.

"They're here, they're here, take it, take it."

At this moment, more than a dozen guards of the He family roared and chased after them. The death of He Wenjun gave them a lot of potential, and they turned around and finally came to the back door. But seeing that both of them had weapons and someone was injured, they subconsciously surrounded them as murderers, and divided into two teams to lock each other.

"I am Ye Gong Tang Xueyi, an ally."

Seeing the four guards of the He family surrounding him, Tang Xueyi shouted, "He is the murderer."

"Don't move. We don't know Tang Xueyi. If you are an ally, you don't need to move. Otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless."

The four guards of the He family stared at Tang Xueyi suspiciously, apparently not believing his words very much. Three of them held weapons and watched him closely, and one of them wanted to report with a mobile phone. Tang Xueyi didn't want to cause misunderstanding or hurt them. , could only stand where he was, and the coffin board had already shot with a sneer, and he showed no mercy to the guards of the He family who surrounded him.

Before a guard from the He family approached, his throat was pierced with a white knife.

Seeing the death of his companion, the five guards of the He family roared angrily and shot together. Tang Xueyi wanted to rush over to help the guards of the He family...with little strength, but the four of them trapped him.

And before he could think about it, he saw two guards from the He family fall down.

The moment the two daggers touched the clothes on the coffin, the strength in their bodies suddenly disappeared.

The white knife had pierced his throat.

Coffin planks are not much faster than them, only by a point.

One point is enough.

Afterwards, the body of the coffin board with the blood on its shoulders twisted and greeted the daggers of the other three people, as if one was sending one to death. When the three were slightly stunned, the white knife slashed their throats again, and the three were like iron towers When he fell down, his face was full of surprise and fear. He couldn't believe that there were such fast and accurate knives in the world!

Suddenly, there was a dead silence everywhere, no one dared to make a move, and the guards of the He family had panic on their faces.

When Tang Xueyi flashed out from the encirclement of four people, the coffin board had already climbed over the iron gate like a phantom, and the distance between the two sides was opened after a few ups and downs.

"You asked me just now if I was drunk or warm."

Looking at the back of the coffin board, Tang Xueyi shot out a word like a sharp arrow: "Yes!"

In the distance, the body of the coffin board froze, and then disappeared completely.

At the same time, at the hospital where Ye Zixuan was recovering, Ye Zixuan and Mei Zixuan were playing chess calmly, one red, one black, the game was intertwined, the two sides were deadlocked, Mei Zishu took a sip of Chinese medicine, looked at the chessboard and smiled leisurely: , You have a strong army and a strong horse, and the overwhelming army feels like a dark cloud is overwhelming the city, but Zishu shrinks his troops and only defends but does not attack."

"You don't have three hundred steps, so you can't break through my middle palace."

Ye Zixuan touched a cannon with his finger, looked at the Meizi book that was kept in a pool of stagnant water, and rubbed his head: "It is indeed a bit tricky, although you can attack step by step, and then use your tired mental state or negligence to win this round, But this loses the pleasure of riding horses across the river, and also loses the fun of fighting against the rivers and lakes."

Ye Zixuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at the vibrating phone, the message from Tang Xueyi.

He smiled leisurely: "The two sides have similar auras, cherish each other, can't bear to kill each other, and there is another external factor, this round seems to be unwinnable."

Mei Zishu laughed: "Young Master Ye, you are invincible and undefeated. It's just a confrontation and a stalemate on the surface. If you really want to use all means, there is no such thing as a draw in this world."

He felt the joy and bitterness in his mouth: "Sometimes, you can use conspiracy to achieve the goal that is difficult to achieve."

Ye Zixuan became a little interested: "How do you say that?"

Mei Zishu pinched the 'scholar' in his middle palace with his fingers, and said meaningfully: "If this scholar is Ye Shao's undercover agent, wouldn't I, the general, die long ago?"

Ye Zixuan laughed loudly: "Zi Shu, you are definitely a poisonous person in a chaotic country."

(End of this chapter)