Chapter 1263

Looking at the lightsaber with advanced design aiming at herself, I don't even know the origin of the lightsaber. I don't even know why it appears in the broken army academy. The white girl looks at her face with indifferent eyes, and Yihui completely understands.

(she's serious...!)

That's right.

The girl is serious.

As long as this girl regards herself as the enemy, she will definitely kill herself seriously and will never show any mercy.

If you do not deal with the enemy in front of you, then you will die on the spot.

Understanding this, Yihui's hand holding the knife can't help sweating.

In the past, Yihui has faced all kinds of malice.

In the family, because of his poor talent, Yihui was completely ignored by the people, as a non-existent person, and then was isolated.

When they were in the School Park, because of the co-existence of the former director general and the black iron family, they had been making difficulties for Yihui. Yihui did not have the opportunity to participate in the "seven star sword and martial arts festival" competition, or even the actual combat courses. Yihui wasted a year's time in vain, and finally was studied abroad.

Because of the name of "the knight of the fallen", Yihui has suffered a lot of white eyes, contempt and insults. From the past to the present, Yihui has been bearing all kinds of malice.

However, like this moment, it was the first time to face the pure and incomparable killing intention.

In front of her eyes, the girl did not look down on Yihui, nor did she think highly of Yihui. She just regarded Yihui as an enemy and intended to confront her with her sword or even kill her.

And the reason she did it was simple.

"I am neither a teacher nor an enlightener, but a slayer, a destroyer, an aggressor."

Attila seems to be telling her own nature, and her voice has not changed from beginning to end.

"Therefore, I don't know how to teach people, and I don't know what I have in my body that is worth learning. But if you want to pursue the power of fighting in me, the only thing I can show you is my strength."

That's what happened.

As a destroyer of civilization, a destroyer of the earth, an aggressor of the world, and a Trampler of life, Attila doesn't know how to teach others, let alone what is worth learning from her.

Therefore, it is impossible for Attila to teach Yihui swordsmanship.

Not to mention, Attila didn't know anything about fencing.

Her strength is all born with her.

Her sword skills were all honed on the battlefield.

She only knows how to wield the sword efficiently and let her sword kill her enemies.

As for how to teach others to learn their own sword, Attila is impossible to know, let alone understand.

In this case, Attila simply abandoned what was not suitable for her and only did what she was good at.

That's fighting.

From now on, Attila will show his fighting style, methods and means one by one in front of Yihui, so that Yihui can bear his own sword.

Under such circumstances...

"if there is any power you want in my sword, you can get it yourself."

Attila declared so.

In other words, Attila will only show Yihui how to fight. What Yihui wants to learn is to steal and learn from Attila in the battle.

This is what Attila is good at and Yihui is good at.

Yihui himself said it?

"I've been a nuisance since I was a kid. No one wants to teach me any swordsmanship, so I have to watch other people learn it secretly."

As a result, Yihui has mastered the ability of imitating sword skills unconsciously. In only one minute or so, he can see through most of the swordsmanship and create a higher level of fencing in the battle to make up for all its defects.

It can be seen that Yihui is good at learning by stealth.

In this case, it is time for Yihui to give full play to his family skills.

Attila has only one suggestion to give to Yihui.

"Don't die."

Leaving such words, Attila suddenly stepped down, and the whole person shot out like a cannon ball. The sword of the army God in his hand was turned into countless rainbow lights, like a series of exercises, and he chopped the sky and earth in the direction of Yihui.

“......！”

Yihui can only clench his teeth and lift up the "Yin iron" in his hand to welcome Attila's merciless killing.

So, a one-sided ravage unfolded here.

...

"Shua Shua...!"

In the sharp sound of breaking through the sky, countless rainbow color chopping strikes are just like electric light, which is sweeping across the space and shrouding in the direction of Yihui."Sonorous, sonorous...!"

The clash of swords and swords suddenly and continuously resounded, which made the sound of cross attack continue to reverberate.

In the face of Attila's merciless slash, Yihui tried his best. He kept retreating, while waving his own inherent spiritual costume with the smallest amplitude. He seemed to be bathed in the chopping attack like a storm, and reluctantly bounced off all the incoming slashes.

However, Attila's chopping was swift, rapid and irregular. All of them were attacked from the angle of the most likely to kill the enemy. Moreover, it was hard and soft. Sometimes it was as heavy as a heavy hammer, and sometimes soft and flexible as a whip shadow. It made the three color lightsabers continuously cross the sky, turning into rainbow colored competition and attacking from all directions.

Yihui has never met a sword that pays attention to efficiency and has no rules.

So...

"Pooh!"

At a certain moment, Yihui can not block a grid, so that his thigh was tricolor rainbow to scratch, instant skin and flesh.

"Pooh "Pooh "Pooh

It was as if it caused a chain reaction. Then, one after another, the chopping attacks penetrated Yihui's defense, and scratched on Yihui's arm, side abdomen and even cheek, leaving a series of wounds and blood splashing up.

Yihui can only resist with all his might. He not only wields the sword with the minimum range, but also sometimes uses the blade, sometimes the handle, sometimes the jaw, and sometimes the tip of the knife to block in a variety of special ways. By exerting the skills of "special defense" to the limit, he can defend the key points and not be killed by a sword.

Even so, Yihui is still scarred, covered with blood, and looks extremely miserable.

"My brother!"

Seeing this scene, zhukai finally can't help but call out his own inherent spiritual costume, ready to rush forward.

Unfortunately...

"just watch here, no one is allowed to get close to the past."

With such words, a figure appeared in front of zhukai, blocking her way.

Besides Luo Zhen, who can it be?

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