I Became an Anonymous Boss

"The twelve generals can't stop you..." Jian Yulei said in a low voice, "You broke in within half an hour."

"How can antelope fight against a lion in groups?" Bai Taki said calmly, "A group of herbivores huddled in Sunlun City have lost the blood to bite the enemy's throat, so why stop me?"

Jian Yulei looked serious, and immediately said in a low voice: "You are right... If you lose your blood, you will lose everything."

Shirataki didn't come to discuss philosophy, he said, "Since you know, then...get out of the way."

"Yes." Jian Yulei pushed the jaw of the knife with his thumb, and Budu Yuhun unsheathed an inch: "Kill me first!"

Bai Taki was silent for three seconds, then smiled sassyly: "Okay, as you wish!"

Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy Six

The battle is happening.

The essence of combat is to kill, which is not elegant.

Even if it's just sparring, there are often things that cause people to be disabled, and arm wrestling can also break people's arms.

Not to mention the battle of real swords and real swords, but with the flick of a sword, a fresh life may die with the feeling of piercing the skin.

However, martial artists at the expert level will not make such low-level mistakes, because they will not play around easily. For them, martial arts are weapons that will not be drawn out of their sheaths unless they are a last resort.

Shirataki liked an ancient poem very much.

——After ten years of sharpening a sword, I have never tried the frost blade.Show the king today, who has any injustice?

He loves this ancient poem the most. As for why it is not a knight-errant, it is too long and I am too lazy to memorize it.

Before killing people, is it possible to recite such a long and eloquent poem?

The "Swordsman" chat in twenty characters is full of chivalrous demeanor.

What is a knight?Draw the sword not for yourself, but for others.

The treasure box of the sword weapon is not easy to get out of the sheath, Bai Taki thinks that the form of a real weapon should be like this.

If it hadn't been a last resort, if it hadn't been for injustice, the sharp sword in his heart wouldn't come out of its sheath.

But once it is out of the sheath, it is difficult to get it back.

Whoever stops him will die.

Shirataki pierced through the defense line from the east gate of Rilun City, and then went all the way from the foot of Jingu Mountain to the main entrance of Jingu. Everyone thought that he should be exhausted. Gasp on the side.

But when the blades collided, all doubts and joys were wiped away.

Not only was he not tired at all, but he became more and more courageous as he fought, even as if he had just finished warming up, far from seeing his limit.

He is indeed growing at a high speed, and it can even be said to be a belated transformation.

Bai Taki has accumulated a lot of adventures, and being able to call so many gangsters as brothers and brothers, and being regarded as a standard by innate warriors is mostly due to the halo brought by these adventures and his own personality charm.

This has nothing to do with strength. In fact, his accumulation on any warrior is enough to make the opponent ascend to the sky in one step.

But he couldn't even cross the threshold of the Xiantian Entrance.

However, the accumulation of accumulation can always be beneficial.

He became more and more comfortable in the confrontation, facing Jian Yulei's constantly slashing sword, there was no wave in his heart, and he even felt a little like laughing.

Heavenly Demon raised his right arm, and slashed out a jet-black light blade with his bare hands. Under the urging of the domineering Heavenly Demon's true energy, the ordinary moves of Huashen's Seven Styles could already injure people from the body.

The slashed light blade was pushed forward flat, like the edge of a beheading sword, and then the edge was chopped into two by the Zilei Spiritual Knife.

The remaining light blades flew into the sides, the air waves kicked up dust, the pebbles splashed and fell on the glazed tiles, and the sound of bricks breaking was resounding.

The aftermath of the confrontation was always kept within three steps, so that it did not affect the actual confrontation between the two. Shirataki never picked up the four-style thunderbolt, but used his hands and feet to fight close to him. The blade has a restraining effect, but he is really worried that if the hammer hits it, Budu Yuhun will be broken directly, and he doesn't know how to repair it yet.

Shirataki's melee bunt skills are well practiced. In the past, he liked to rely on the fighting concept of martial arts to deal with some fancy warriors. He has a good grasp of the crit attack, which is the weakness of melee combat.

The blade is a medium-range weapon. Once it is close to the body, the sharp blade in the hand is difficult to use. Shirataki grabbed Jian Yulei's armor, hit the opponent's kidney in a three-stage combo, and then buckled the collar, and threw it over the shoulder with his backhand .

One move, two moves, three moves, three consecutive slams.

Jian Yulei's visor was bright red, and he finally couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of old blood.

If Shirataki has the ability, he will take another move, Hell Bliss Fall, and keep him to report to Master Siji on the spot.

It's a pity that Jian Yulei's armor was not worn for nothing, and the armor blocked a certain degree of damage.

When he noticed that Shirataki wanted to continue to perform throwing skills, Jian Yulei immediately erupted with aura, and his whole body was overflowing with purple thunder. The five-style thunderbolt actively absorbed the thunder's spiritual power, and I'm afraid he would directly fall into a paralyzed state.

His resistance to thunder is not weak, but Jian Yulei's Zilei is not a low-level thunder spirit, and it is difficult to be absorbed. If he can control the phenomena related to thunder, he may be able to completely ignore the nature of the opponent's spirit.

Bai Taki raised his eyebrows: "Explosive, it seems that you won't last long."

"Try it." Jian Yulei held Fudu Yuhun with both hands, and at that moment his aura changed, very much like the change in the aura of Saraki Kenpachi's hanging wall from one-handed sword to two-handed sword.

Purple thunder flashed on his body, and in an instant, his speed exploded to an unimaginable extreme speed, dozens of times more dangerous than before swept in just like that, as Jian Yulei held the knife in both hands, Swinging a sword straight ahead, the peak of the Jingu Palace ushered in a shock that didn't last long.

Dark clouds gathered, and thunder galloped.

Jianyulei's spiritual power attribute is different from other thunderbolts, and Shirataki's attribute of Zilei has already been seen in the later generations of Budu Yuhun.

It has two characteristics, one is paralysis; the other is fast.

The former is not even one-tenth as important as the latter.

Shirataki's four-style Thunderbolt is a thunderbolt that is powerful and powerful, while Jianyulei's Zilei is a galloping lightning bolt.

So he exploded with spiritual power and swung his knife to slash down like a thunderbolt.

UI.

As long as the speed is fast enough, any defense will be broken. Even a drop of water, when it is extremely fast, has the power to penetrate rocks and shatter steel.

And Jian Yulei, as a god of war, naturally his slash is not just a single blow!

The first slash fell, and Zi Lei flashed, as if he just brushed past Shirataki, but his figure shifted to another direction; followed by the second slash, this time it was not a vertical slash but a horizontal slash; and then The third cut, this time it was the cassock cut; then the fourth cut, the fifth cut...

Every time it was a flash, there was about half a breath of space in the first swing of the saber, but after the third slash, there was no gap at all, countless purple lightning flashes intertwined densely, enveloping Shirataki in the saber between light.

In the end, there was not even an afterimage left, and the purple lightning was like rain.

The figure was no longer visible, as if every gap in the body was swept by the purple light.

It can be said that the sword light is as bright as mine, cutting everything without any miscellaneous.

Jian Yulei stopped at his original position. This was his unique skill and his sure-fire move. There was no way he would show mercy.

For thousands of years, every time he practiced this move, he could only maintain seven consecutive cuts. When he was in his best condition, he only used nine times, which was far less than the thirty-three consecutive cuts at his peak. How many times... fifty times?sixty times?Eighty times?Or hundreds of times?

He couldn't remember clearly, and he had forgotten how many times he walked back and forth, so that in the end, he seemed to be transformed into Jian Guang.

When the power of the demon had surpassed him, he had only one thought in his heart, which was to defeat the enemy in front of him.

At that time, I only wanted to do my best, so not only did I break through the peak, but I even easily surpassed my own limit.

This is to be appreciated.

Then there was applause.

The clapping of both hands sounded crisply behind Jian Yulei's side.

The young man's left pupil lit up with a coquettish and delusional light: "You played well."

Jian Yulei was startled, he had never noticed when the other party left his sword light range.

Obviously his slashing is so fast and the range is so wide, let alone a human, even a mouse is absolutely impossible to escape.

But no matter how confused and shocked he was, the facts were the facts.

The moment he turned around, he subconsciously hit the spiritual power and swung a slash, but his knife failed to fall because his wrist was caught, and the demon had already bullied him, and he grabbed the opponent with his bare hands without a knife. At the same time, he tried to pick off Fudu Yushun from his wrist, this is the trick that Amamiya Ying taught him, Yagyu Xinyinliu's no-sword take, but Jian Yulei resisted tenaciously, refused to let go, and at the same time tried to lock Shirataki with his backhand However, he underestimated the strength of the opponent, and also underestimated the domineering of the demon, and instead of grabbing the knife, he swung his fist and swept across it. It landed on Jian Yulei's chest, and his armor fell apart in an instant. He felt the impact as if he had been hit head-on by a dump truck, and his soul came out of his body.

When he got this punch, he realized that he had already lost.

Jian Yulei was thrown at the end of the pilgrimage path like a kite with a broken string, his body was embedded in the locked gate of Jingu Headquarters, he smashed open the vermilion door, and scattered bricks and tiles fell to the ground.

He fell to the ground, looking at the dark sky with a somewhat slack gaze, showing a relieved smile.

Bai Taki patted the dust off his body, the light and shadow in his left pupil went out, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

If he had just been hit by that blow that resembled Ke Qing's big move, he would probably be covered in bruises by now, pineapple and pineapple.

The martial artist's spiritual sense gave him a warning, otherwise he would not have predicted the opponent's move and used the third move of Heavenly Demon's unique skill.

This third move is also a style of martial arts that Shirataki knows but is not willing to use.

The first move, Demon's Fury, is an area-of-effect skill that controls and interrupts effects, and is extremely adaptable;

The second trick, Tian Mo Bite, Shirataki doesn't plan to use on people, because it's too ruthless.

And the third trick, called Tianmo Magic, is a brilliant illusion and charm.

With this trick, even if you don't know any body skills, you can come and go without a trace, and wantonly play with the enemy between the crotch.

After Shirataki initially mastered the vision of the Heavenly King in the False Realm, this move was naturally mastered with the upgrade of the Heavenly Demon Art, and the increase in spiritual power also allowed the power of this move to be brought into play.

Obviously I haven't learned it before, but I know it, just like the conversion between traditional and simplified Chinese that comes with the people of Chong... It can be said to be a natural skill.

So he is not willing to use this trick, and at the same time he is more and more sure that the creator of the Heavenly Demon Art is definitely a woman.

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

Instead of Shirataki, the phantom shell made by Tian Mohuan endured the lightning that cut off all the bullshit.

Bai Taki was safe and sound, and what he paid was only a small amount of true energy and mental strength.

It can be seen that this move is indeed qualified to keep pace with the other two styles.

After all, it is the ultimate skill of the Heavenly Demon, and none of its tricks is superfluous.

Bai Taki stepped through the vermilion gate and stepped into the shrine, he walked by Jian Yulei's side.

Jian Yulei was lying on the ground, his eyes were a little distracted, and his eyes were terribly empty.

"and many more."

He stopped the other party, his voice was hoarse, and he coughed up blood as soon as he opened his mouth.

He tried to prop up his upper body, his right hand on his knee.

"You haven't...ahem...you haven't finished me yet."