Chapter 571

Yasuo stood up and looked at him in such a daze. He had no words, but a ray of deep sadness flashed in his eyes.

Yong en looked at Yasuo's worn swordsman robe and the wounded sword mark on Yasuo's nose. He suddenly sighed and said, "Suo... Do you remember the maple seed given to you that year? You don't deserve it, give it back to me!"

Hearing the speech, a trance appeared in Yasuo's eyes.

It was also a summer. The man in front of him suddenly gave himself a maple seed while practicing his sword.

This seed is to be placed on the blade.

In order to practice the balance of the sword, the stability of the heart, and the control of the strength of the sword.

With Yasso's current strength, he doesn't need this maple tree for a long time.

But it was extremely embarrassing to be so called back by Yongen.

"Maple seed..."

Yasuo suddenly grinned, then reached out and groped in his arms. Then he took out a granular thing.

"Brother... Yongen... I just want to say that although I wander all over the world, I haven't lost my heart..."

With that, Yasuo threw the maple seed over.

Yongen's cold face was throbbing, and an indescribable color flashed in his eyes.

Then he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Three seconds later, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "needless to say, the traitor of Ionia, show your strongest strength, otherwise, you will die today!"

Yasuo's heart filled with grief, but he whispered, "I won't die with shame. In that case, fight!"

"Zheng!"

Both sides bowed to each other and drew their swords instantly after the swordsman ceremony.

"Bang!"

"Whew, whoosh!"

"Step forward, cut steel and flash!"

The earth and rock are broken and the wind roars. At this moment, Yasuo's wind sword technique is used to the extreme.

He knew that Yongen in front of him would be the strongest enemy he had faced since he fled for so many years!

Especially when he was a teenager, he lost to him, so Yasuo's mind was concentrated to the extreme.

Yasuo knew that if he lost, not only would he die, but the murderer would never be found again.

"Slow! Slow! Slow!"

"I've learned the wind sword, but I only know how to use the path. It's terrible!"

Yong en's silver hair danced and hissed.

Although it was hard for him to resist, Yasuo knew that Yongen was right. The so-called cutting steel flash and wind barrier were just the path of wind sword.

"These are only trails, so what is the avenue of wind sword..."

While Yasuo tried his best to output to Yongen, there was a storm in his mind.

Yong en is really a very good enemy. Although he has begun to resist asso's attack, he has resisted it after all.

No enemy had ever allowed asso to attack with such full strength. For a time, he became more and more happy.

"Yufeng Yufeng, your sword is only wind, but it has nothing to do with Yufeng. It's a waste of such anti Heaven Sword skills!!"

Yongen snorted coldly, the long sword shook, and the "Dang Dang" sounded at the place where he hit with asso's long sword.

"Resist the wind!?"

Yasuo suddenly stared with his eyes. At this moment, he seemed to want to understand something.

Sometimes enlightenment is just a moment.

The next second, he looked at the wind that had filled the sword in his hand, then looked at Yong en and said expressionless, "try my heroic skill!"

"Whew!"

With that, the wind suddenly flew out of the sword and rushed to Yongen's face.

Then, Yongen seemed to have no time to react, so he was hit by the wind.

"Bang!"

A strange energy wave was generated from the high wind. Yongen was shot to heaven without any resistance.

At this moment, asso had tied all his mind to the wind cut by the sword.

There seems to be something in this strong wind that can blow the enemy away, but it has always been connected with asso's idea.

Yasuo immediately felt blessed and whispered, "resist the wind!"

In an instant, asso disappeared from his original place. It seemed that he came directly to the sky of Yongen in the trackless wind.

"Yong en, try this!"

Yasuo shouted, and soon the long sword turned into a terrible shadow and shrouded Yongen.

"Hehe... Your wind sword... Has finally become a success... I'm relieved..."

Yongen's cold face suddenly burst into a smile, and then his fingers loosened, and the long sword he had been holding tightly fell down.

"Amount???"

A flash of amazement flashed in Yasuo's eyes. He didn't understand why Yongen gave up resistance for a time.

But at this time, it was too late to think about it. These sword shadows had cut Yongen down.

"Puff, puff..."

The shadows of the swords crisscrossed, and Yong en was mercilessly cut off the ground.

Looking at Yongen's bloody body and recalling Yongen's words and his action of abandoning his sword, Yasuo didn't understand Yongen's meaning at this time. He was a fool.

"No!"

Yasuo roared and rushed to Yong en.

"For... Why..."

Yasuo asked with trembling lips.

"Ha ha..."

Yong en's mouth gushed blood, and his words were somewhat unclear: "no... no way... Military orders... Difficult... I... as a soldier... I can only... Perform... Tasks... But... But... You are my... Brother..."

"Poof..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a big mouthful of blood gushed out of Yongen's mouth.

Listening to this sentence and looking at the scene in front of him, asso's eyes suddenly became wet.

"Remember... Remember... The elder died of the Imperial... Wind sword..."

Yongen wanted to say something more, but Yasuo just realized that this move was really terrible. Before he spoke, his head tilted and he had slept forever in Yasuo's arms.

At the same time, Yasuo's tears finally couldn't be controlled anymore and slipped down his cheek.

Ye Che didn't see the taste. Sure enough, the real strong were not accidental.

Must have experienced the pain that ordinary people can't understand, and experience, in order to forge the heart of the strong.

With Yongen's death, then everything went on silently.

Under the rising sun, Yasuo groped silently in Yong en's arms. He knew that Yong en had a great hobby, that is, he liked a musical instrument, Xiao!

Now that Yongen was dead, asso put away his flute with an inexplicable mood.

Then asso buried Yong en, but he had no time to mourn. Soon others would come after him.

However, because of the success of Yufeng sword and the Enlightenment from his brothers, Yasuo has a new goal.

He now had a clue that could lead him to catch the real murderer, so Yasuo soon said goodbye to Yongen's tomb and embarked on the journey accompanied by the wind.

In the distance, asso's back went farther and farther. Gradually, it was accompanied by a sound of Xiao, which came from afar. The sound of Xiao had an ethereal and thick sense of desolation, like mourning for Yongen.

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