Dark Age

Chapter 287 Jumping off a cliff
The sword was very soft, passing through the air, it made a crystal clear and crisp sound, as if it had exploded from the snowflakes suddenly, and by the time Yang Ou reacted, the opponent's sword had already pierced Chen Zifeng's back.

"Pfft!"

A long sword came out from Chen Zifeng's back with flesh and blood splattered everywhere.

"Huh? You actually avoided the vital point, and your reaction speed is not bad." A rather gentle voice sounded, and then, on the snowy ground, two slender figures slowly appeared.

One is a man wearing a mask, who can be seen as a person from the heavens, that is, a war walker, and the other, whether it is clothing or accent, is an authentic Chinese.

A pair of black-rimmed glasses, gentle and elegant, the young man was wiping the soft sword in his hand at the moment, as if he was a little confused by the killing blow just now.

"Tell me, how did you escape?" He raised his head and looked at Yang Ou and Chen Zifeng, but kept going back and forth between them.

"Zifeng, are you okay?" Yang Ou asked nervously. Everything happened too fast just now, without any warning, and even he himself didn't notice it. Fortunately, Chen Zifeng pushed him, otherwise He is long dead.

What a sharp swordsmanship!

"Brother, I'm fine, just a little injury." Chen Zifeng raised his head coldly and looked at each other. The two of them were obviously members of the Temple of War, so they were not easy to provoke.

"Luck." Chen Zifeng drew out his sword and looked at the other party with a chill in his eyes.

He was a little surprised to sneak attack directly without any greetings, because generally there is no direct conflict of interest, especially among Chinese people, it will not be like this at all.

"Brother, be careful, this person should be a paranoid, and a murderous lunatic, look in his eyes, there is a strong excitement for blood."

Chen Zifeng said in a low voice, because he was too familiar with this look, he himself was a lunatic, but he rarely showed it.

So Ye Mo always thought that Chen Zifeng was very suitable to live in the abyss.

"Luck?" The young man frowned, and then shook his head. His fingers were unusually slender, as white and tender as a woman's. Under the gentle glasses, there were a pair of hysterical and crazy eyes.

"I don't like that answer."

"Just like before, when I came to a village, a kid there called me a hypocrite."

"I don't like this name, so I killed all the people in their village." The young man said with a smile, his smile was very calm, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing, but such a smile chilled Yang Ou's heart .

Because they happened to pass by that village before, and there were nearly three or four hundred corpses lying in the snow with hideous faces.

At that time, they felt that something was wrong, but they didn't expect to meet the murderer.

"I don't like your answer, so I want to kill you." The young man tapped his toes lightly on the snow, his face was strangely calm, killing seemed to him to be just a simple game.

"Young master, don't worry too much, we must rush to that city as soon as possible to investigate the cause." The masked man finally spoke, his voice was as calm as a mountain.

"You also know to call me young master, then you know that everything must be obeyed by me."

"Don't forget, I am the inheritor of the Goddess of War, and I am also the hope of your branch. You will all be my subordinates in the future. If you don't want to die, just shut up." The young man was still laughing, but Yang Ou From his smile, can not see any smile.

Warwalker hesitated for a moment, but sneered in his heart.

Many of the things that happened in the heavens today have already been spread.

The so-called inheritors are not the disciples of the gods at all, but just a container for them.

The person in front of him will die sooner or later.

But because, if the goddess of war can come to the earth through their branch bodies, then they will get endless benefits, which is why they humbly let this young man.

What's more, there are rumors that the gods are reborn in this way, and the character will also be affected by the original body. If this man has a bad mood towards their branch, then all the efforts will be in vain.

So much so that the current Temple of War is giving way to this inheritor everywhere, no matter how many people the other party kills, it will not be a disaster.

Yang Ou clenched the gun in his hand, his gaze was extremely firm: "Zifeng, I can't feel the strength of these two people, the Warwalker, but the one that can make me feel palpitations is at least level 29. As for that young man, he should be the so-called inheritor...very strong!"

Even Yang Ou said that they are powerful, so they are naturally extremely terrifying. You must know that Yang Ou and Chen Zifeng are both top-notch experts, and their strength was obtained by fighting. The sneak attack was successful at one point.

"on!"

The two didn't hesitate at all, because it was almost certain that the other party had killing intent, so if they didn't take the initiative to attack, they would have no chance at all.

"Ding!" Chen Zifeng raised his long sword lightly, following the direction of the wind, it went towards the young man's forehead.

"Two-on-one, I like it." The young man has an elegant figure, his long sword cut across the snow, and he raised it suddenly.

bass!
The two swords collided, sparks flew, and there was a sound of metal rubbing.

Chen Zifeng's sword was also made by Ye Mo, and it is also level 20, so naturally he would not lose to the opponent.

As for Yang Ou's spear, it was only level 15, and it was stranded because there were no materials.

Whoosh whoosh!
The moment the two came into contact, they slashed dozens of swords violently.

In the sky, there are many sword shadows, disturbing the snowflakes in the sky.

"The strength is very strong, and the fighting instinct is also very strong, but if we don't use the trick just now, two against one, we have a chance of winning."

Chen Zifeng calculated calmly, but he knew that the biggest threat here was the Warwalker standing there with his hands behind his back. If there was any danger, the opponent would definitely attack.

"Impossible, your instinctive judgment is on par with mine!"

There was a trace of depression in the young man's eyes, because the swordsman's specialty skill in the second rank is to strengthen instinctive judgment.

Swordsman, every sword is delicate to the limit.

"Whoo~"

Suddenly, the opponent changed his attacking route, his moves became straight and straight, and his strength became stronger and stronger. A soft sword actually used the effect of an epee.

"Take it easy." Chen Zifeng's eyes remained unchanged, and he was extremely stern, "The other party's strength should be three levels stronger than mine..."

brush!
He stabbed a stone with his sword, and with the strength of the rebound, it bounced away suddenly.

And at this moment, a figure passed by at an extremely fast speed.

——Battle field charge!
--locking!
The young man looked at Yang Ou, who was approaching at a high speed, and smiled disdainfully. His figure was like a flying goose, and he avoided it lightly.

"Battle field charge, that's not how it is used..." The young man had just finished speaking halfway, when suddenly, the field charge that had been avoided, suddenly adjusted its angle.

"Young master, be careful!" The leisurely War Walker was not calm anymore.

But because of the fight just now, he was already far away from the young man.

click!
When the spear was about to pierce through the young man's body, suddenly, a war rune flashed on the surface of his body.

- War Shield.

This is the blessing of the goddess of war, a very high-level skill, and the young man can only use it once, and can easily resist any attack below the legendary domain.

boom!
There was a crashing sound.

Yang Ou's gun body twisted into an exaggerated arc, and he didn't even blink his eyelids.

"Zifeng! Jump!"

Following the inertia of the impact, Yang Ou and Chen Zifeng, who had been waiting on the edge of the cliff for a long time, jumped down without hesitation.

"Lightweight!"

Both Chen Zifeng and Yang Ou used a scroll of light body technique at the same time, which Ye Mo gave them for self-defense.

From the beginning to the end, Yang Ou and Chen Zifeng had no intention of killing those two. Their purpose was to get close to the cliff.

……

"Damn it, two low-level humans! You actually made me waste a precious blessing!" The young man's face was very ugly, and he kept cursing.

Warwalker made a slight sound, as if a little surprised, the two escaped in front of him.

"Young master, let's go..."

"Old Guo, what should I do if I want to kill someone?" The young man looked gloomy.

The war walker called Lao Guo didn't seem to care: "Go to the city, and you can kill people."

(End of this chapter)