Chapter 022

The dark mist was all around the manor.

Lin Sheng, holding the black sword, walked slowly along the right side of the carriage road.

From time to time, I stepped on the gravel and the dried grass roots, making a fine sound.

On both sides of the wind came waves of leaves shaking.

Lin Sheng scanned both sides of his eyes. There was a dark forest on both sides. The black branches were shaking, as if something might rush out of the darkness at any time.

Straight ahead, a solitary street lamp pillar stands at a Y-shaped fork, with a wobbly black oil lamp hanging on the pillar.

Under the oil lamp, two withered and dark bodies were leaning back to back against the street lamp.

The two bodies were dressed in black clothes and could not see their faces clearly. Only their messy white hair covered their heads like weeds.

Linsheng pauses and draws closer with his sword.

The street lights were empty, and the wind was whining.

The closer he came, the more lonely Lin Sheng felt. It's like standing in the middle of an empty football field, empty all around.

"It's at least four or five hundred meters away from the manor. I don't think I'll meet the monster who killed me once again?"

Lin Sheng is very clear about his weight. The speed and power of that monster are far beyond his ability.

Now, although he got part of Ravel's memory, his real strength is still very weak.

First, his physical fitness has not changed, and his strength and speed are still the same.

Second, he only got Ravel's memory fragments, only mastered a stab technique, and this is only the most basic one of the basic moves.

"In terms of real strength, in Ravel's environment, I may not even be a qualified reserve soldier." Lin Sheng smiles bitterly.

But when he thought that he would kill the monster and get memory fragments, he was full of expectation.

Holding the sword, he was alert step by step.

All the way to less than a meter from the body.

Lin Sheng poked the body in the arm with the tip of his sword.

Pop.

A corpse fell to the ground, head grunting and rolling from the neck. Reveal a dagger hidden in his arms.

"Dead?" Lin Sheng squinted and picked the dagger with the tip of his sword.

With a click, the dagger rolled out and fell on the mud.

Hiss

Suddenly a familiar hiss came from Lin Sheng's right side.

He opened his eyes wide and looked in the direction of the sound.

In the dark, a monster with a black sword on its right arm limped slowly towards him.

The monster's head was covered with a white turban, and a little bit of blood penetrated out. The skin on the neck and arms was covered with festering pustules.

"Again..." Lin Sheng clenched the black sword and focused on it.

With Ravel's incomplete memory, he felt that he could try to fight the monster head-on once.

"Sneak attacks don't solve the problem. I have to face this dilemma sooner or later. " Lin Sheng breathed deeply, holding the sword in both hands, slowly raised it high, and stood in his ears.

Hiss

The rotten swordsman is getting closer and closer.

Lin Sheng became more and more concentrated.

Whoo

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by.

Lin Sheng split down in an instant. The black sword made a sharp sound in the dark, and the pen went straight to the neck of the rotten swordsman.

If this attack is successful, it will definitely result in one kill. Although the rotten swordsman has great power and good swordsmanship, his body is rotten and extremely fragile. Once hit, there's no help.

The rotten swordsman didn't wait to die either. He raised the black sword in his hand, drew an arc and hit Lin Sheng's blade.

Dang.

Lin Shengjian was swung to the outside, which originated from Ravel's fighting memory.

He gave way to the right to avoid the attack of the rotten swordsman.

"Death."

Lin Sheng holds the sword in both hands and follows the trend. Try to cut off the wrist.

Dang.

There was another dull sound, and the blow was blocked by the rotten swordsman with the black sword guard.

Each of them stepped back.

In less than a second, Lin Sheng leaped forward again. His black sword was like a black snake, piercing the rotten swordsman's chest.

Dang.

The move was blocked again.

Lin Sheng stepped back two steps again.

Two people face to face to resume confrontation.

Naxi sword is such an ancient sword. Timing, angle, speed, distance and so on are very important. And once there is little difference between the two sides in these aspects, this situation will appear.

The incessant crossfire spread far away. There was a faint hissing sound in the distance.

Lin Sheng entangled with the rotten swordsman again for a while. The goods and ravel are two types.

This guy's not aggressive, but he's very defensive. His successive offensives were precisely blocked by the other side. Hoo... Hoo... Hoo... Lin Sheng is breathing heavily. His physical strength is almost to the limit. Despite these weeks of continuous exercise, he was essentially the high school student who did little exercise. It's strange that I can fight with the rotten swordsman for so long now. Every time the black sword collided, he felt his arms numb. He needed to do his best to keep the black sword. And the rotten swordsman just makes a sword with one hand. This means that the power gap between him and the other side is also very big“ Enough...! " Lin Sheng felt that his sweat flowed down his forehead and temples. His body was like a ventilator that was about to belch. He tried his best to breathe fresh oxygen. Up to now, this dream has not been much different from the real reality in perception. He can even feel the cold wind blowing on his skin, with pieces of goose bumps“ It must be solved as soon as possible! Otherwise, withdraw first After making up his mind, Lin Sheng stares at the rotten swordsman carefully, and then sweeps the ground around him. Soon, a crude plan came to mind. He pounced again and stabbed his opponent in the chest. The rotten swordsman quickly blocks and counterattacks. Two people you come and I go, slowly shift direction, soon came to a darker area. Poof! Suddenly Lin Sheng stepped back, turned around and ran. The rotten swordsman was stunned, then immediately responded and caught up with him. But I didn't see the tip of a stone protruding from the ground under his feet. PA, the rotten swordsman was stirred and lost his balance. As soon as he was about to recover, he saw a black sword coming in front of him. Lin Sheng didn't know when to turn his head. He clenched the black sword with both hands and slashed it from top to bottom. Poof! In the dark, the head of the rotten swordsman is like a watermelon, which is embedded by the black sword. It cuts in one third before it stops. Lin Sheng beat up his strength to press down, but he still couldn't divide the other party into two“ It's all deceitful He was panting with sweat“ People's skulls look so much harder than other places. Those who split people into two pieces with a single knife are just joking. " He used all his strength to cut a third of the way, which was a sword that he felt very powerful. The angle, strength and speed are impeccable. And the black sword itself is extremely sharp. But that's the only result. www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!