Yang Xiao understood that when Gu Ming finally used this move, the real battle had already come. However, his heart was filled with bitterness, but it was destroyed by Yang Xiao in an instant.
Since we can't get rid of the past, we should raise our head and smash it!
Yang Xiao's eyes were closed, and his strong and powerful breath was constantly emanating around his body. The samurai sword in his hand actually slowly wound around the virtual shadow of a dragon!
Gu Ming, who is hiding in the sword spirit, stares at Yang Xiao's every move coldly. He knows that Yang Xiao finally shows his real strength!
And he can't hide any more. He is walking at the edge of the sword Qi at high speed. Although he hides his body shape and breath by the twisted space of the sword Qi, over time, he will be more and more likely to be injured by the gradually scattered sword Qi. Although he hasn't found Yang Xiao's flaw, this second cut has come to the point of having to do it!
Gu Ming appeared on the top of Yang Xiao's head out of thin air. His sword waved in the air, leaving a beautiful arc and a more powerful sword. In the blink of an eye, he came to Yang Xiao.
However, Yang Xiao did not stop, because he knew that the next second, the last cut of the wind in March would appear!
And Gu Ming did the same thing. He flashed to Yang Xiao's back in the second moment.
The purpose of the first cut is achieved no matter whether the opponent is avoiding or fighting. The sword Qi of the second cut is better, because at this time, there is no need to send out extra power to distort the space. When the opponent wants to deal with the first chop, the third chop will swing out of the dead corner of the enemy's sight.
Among the three cuts, the last one is the least powerful, but the most deadly!
Gu Ming finally made the last blow behind Yang Xiao, and he dashed forward, holding high the samurai sword, following the last sword to launch the final charge against Yang Xiao!
At this moment, Yang Xiao finally opened his closed eyes, and a destructive force exploded around him, causing the birds in the forest to flee.
The samurai sword in Yang Xiao's hand suddenly waved around him, as fast as lightning. There was an airtight protective cover around him, and the virtual shadow of a huge dragon was constantly flashing on the protective cover!
With the crisp sound of "dangdangdangdang", the power of the two swords is weakening, and finally dissipates in the air, leaving only two lightning fast figures, constantly crisscrossing!
After a hundred blows, Yang Xiao's breath suddenly shrank. He beat the figure in front of him with a knife and staggered back two steps. Yang Xiao followed him with his right foot and stepped forward half a lunge. He held the knife in both hands and spun it from his head for a circle, pulling out a disc-shaped sword shadow.
Blood light suddenly appears!
Gu Ming's chest was pulled out of a long hole, and the whole person knelt down straight. With the "bang" of the samurai sword in his hand, the mountain forest was finally quiet again.
His right hand tightly grasped the wound on his chest, "Yuehua dance, how can you..."
Of course, I peeked from your luggage. This guy's brain is really slow! Yang Xiao thought in his heart, but he said: "at the beginning, you told me that you had a sword skill in your hand by chance, which is very similar to the snow moon flower of the night. It's called Yuehua dance. But the snow moon flower of the night can only attack, and there are many dead corners. Yuehua dance is one of attack and defense, and it's overbearing. But you never practiced this move in front of me, and you never let me see this sword skill, You said to me that one day you will defeat me with this sword skill! "
Yang Xiao said that, his eyes showed a trace of nostalgia, "but you don't know that there are countless connections between Yuehua's dance and the snow of the night. You only have a rigid move in your heart. You can practice every swing thousands of times, but you should know that it's not the sword spectrum that accompanies you in the fight, but the samurai sword in your hand and the belief that you will win in your heart! There are so few changes in your mind that you have been practicing a fierce March chop for so many years. How can you practice this ever-changing moon dance? "
Kneeling on the ground, Gu Ming seems to have realized that the blood from his chest keeps gushing out, but he doesn't move. He opens his mouth and can't make a sound.
Half of Yang Xiao's body was illuminated by the moonlight, and his fighting spirit was gradually withdrawn. He looked at the figure kneeling in front of him without expression.
Once upon a time, this figure fell down in front of him, and he stopped him from seeking his own death. This time, Yang Xiao also understood that they had no way back.
Gu Mingsong released his right hand pressing the wound, and the dark red blood gushed out uncontrollably. He slowly took out a snow-white handkerchief from his arms, faded the blood color of his hands, and pulled out a short blade from his waist.
Looking at the dazzling light reflected by the short blade in the moonlight, Gu Ming suddenly felt relieved and laughed, "Yang Xiao, Yang Xiao, I Gu Ming's life should have been yours six years ago. You saved me six years ago, and I'm very happy with you. But I always have to return the things I picked up. This time I just want to return them to you! Although I've always wanted to defeat you, I can't... "
"In fact, you can kill me in the dark, just like when I was on the Ganjiang bridge, I always relaxed my guard. In the end, you are still a dead brain." Yang Xiao lit a cigarette and said leisurely.
But Gu Ming frowned, "you know me, my weapon is always only this samurai sword!"
Hearing this, Yang Xiao suddenly closed his pupils. "Do you mean that wolf tooth sent two people to kill me this time? No, Langya never does this kind of thing. If there is one more person, the risk of exposure will be higher! "
But Gu Ming didn't answer Yang Xiao's question. He finally raised the dagger he held tightly in his hands
"Yang... Yang Xiao... In the future, no matter how... Difficult, I hope... Cough... Cough... Hope..."
Gu Ming fell into a pool of blood and didn't finish his last sentence.
Yang Xiao slowly squatted in front of him, closed his eyes, rarely, Yang Xiao fell a drop of big tears.
Wolf tooth, I Yang Xiao, sooner or later, let you pay with blood!
And in the dark, a girl's mouth slightly hooked up, "sure enough, this one muscle guy can't be used... What can I do, Yang Xiao, I'm a little reluctant to solve you. What are you going to do this time? What kind of surprise can your future bring me..."