Chapter 588: There is always a certain wind in the world 7(1/2)
A dark carriage is racing on the road in Kyoto.
A bright long sword was pulled out from Amu's back!
In the main courtyard of Huaxi Villa, Amu walked from the shadow of the corner, step by step three feet.
The moment his long sword was pulled out, his left hand hung the wine around his waist.
He landed on the ground with one foot, and with a "bang...", the stone slab that landed on broke.
His body suddenly flew up. The moment he flew up, he held the knife in both hands and slashed at a killer who rushed towards the east building!
The sun has set westward, but it is still strong.
The sun shone on him, and his black clothes seemed even darker.
The sunlight also shone on his knife, and his knife became brighter and brighter.
Brilliant!
And dazzling!
"Clang..."
A crisp sound rang in the air, and in Li Chenan's sight, Amu's sword collided with the sword in the killer's hand like a horse.
At that moment, the killer was slashed backwards by the knife. At that moment, the long sword in Amu's hand slashed at the other killer in one round.
This knife did not hit the sword in the killer's hand.
Amu had a fissure and he landed on the ground.
Because the two killers flying from the west building were approaching the pavilion.
He bowed his body and dragged his long sword behind him.
His feet suddenly exerted force, and he dragged his long sword and rushed towards the two killers who were approaching the pavilion.
It is as fast as the wind.
The long sword seemed to have sparks rubbed against the ground.
The moment his toes landed, his long sword had already flew up from the ground, and used this forward force to draw a bright arc in the air.
When the long sword was in the air, his other hand also grabbed the hilt, but his man bounced from the ground.
The long sword continued to draw the arc.
Then it fell down.
The two killers who had rushed to the pavilion suddenly retreated the moment the sword was slashed.
Retreat very quickly.
Even faster than rushing from the sky!
They felt the chill of this sword.
And that kind of murderous intent that never returns!
"Bang……!"
The long sword slashed on the ground, and the bluestone steps in the pavilion cracked a hole under the loud noise.
The long sword bounced up from the ground, Amu shook his right hand, removing the excess force, and he stood outside the pavilion.
Stand straight.
Just like the knife standing beside him at this moment.
He slashed three swords in total.
Repel four killers from both directions!
His left hand fell on his waist, took off the wine bag, then pried open the plug with his thumb, tilted his neck and took a sip, and then... his hand shook.
There is no wine in the wine bag.
He hung the wine bag on his waist and looked at the four killers standing two meters away from the opposite side.
He suddenly turned around and said to Li Chenan: "Don't forget, the painting of the screen is enough!"
Li Chenan nodded: "I won't forget, I'll paint the screen spring, I can do it!"
"Okay, be careful, I'm going to kill someone. If you're afraid, just turn around."
"I'm not afraid, you should be careful. If you die, I will save myself from the painting of Pingchun."
Amu looked at the four men in black again, and Li Chenan did not see his mouth slightly raised.
He smiled.
The face that was cut like a knife suddenly melted like ice and snow.
Then……
He bowed his body.
Hold the knife.
It bounced out like a shell.
When the knife rises, it is as light as paper confetti.
When the knife falls, it is as heavy as a mountain!
This yard is very spacious, but the moment he raised his sword, Li Chen'an's eyes were filled with sword light.
The moment his sword fell... Li Chen'an's eyes were covered with blood!
No one exclaimed.
No one screamed.
At this moment, there was only the jingling sound of gold and iron clashing, and even the endless cicadas suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Of course Li Chenan was not afraid, he was always there.
He found that Amu's knife was extremely fast, but he could still clearly grasp the trajectory of the knife.
So, he seemed to see a beautiful painting drawn by Amu in the air—
With the killer's blood, the horizontal, vertical, oblique, and various lines with curves were drawn.
It's a bit messy, but there is an abstract beauty in the messy.
In just thirty breaths, Amu cut out a total of 62 swords!
The knife in his hand was as flexible as his arm.
Whether it is the blade, the back or even the handle, in his hand, it is a knife!
Some people were cut off with one knife, some were knocked unconscious by the back of the knife, and some were hit by the hilt of the knife and vomited blood in eight steps.
Then Li Chenan saw Amu's last knife.
That knife is like a rainbow.
It rises from the ground and slims upwards.
It twitched through the last killer's crotch and then slashed his abdomen.
It still moved upwards with bright red blood, and a clang... fell on the bluestone slab behind Amu.
The long sword fell to the ground, and the blood rainbow gradually dissipated.
Amu didn't even look at the four corpses.
He turned around and took three steps towards the pavilion.
He raised his right hand and held the long sword against his shoulder.
When he had just taken the fourth step, his feet suddenly stopped in the air and then retracted them.
Li Chenan's eyes passed by Amu, and he frowned. A man came from behind the screen wall!
This is a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a brocade gown with a gun on his back.
The middle-aged man walked past the screen wall and saw the four corpses on the ground. He grinned and slapped his hands briefly.
"Baoba...!"
He walked forward stepping on the blood from the ground.
Amu slowly turned around amid his applause.
"Mushan Dao's knife is indeed a good knife!"..
Amu's eyes narrowed slightly, Li Chenan had already walked out of the pavilion and asked, "Who are you?"
"My name is Luo Yueban."
Amu frowned between his eyebrows, "The ghost of Yan Zhaomen saw Luo Yueban?"
"Someone remembers Yan Zhaomen. I'm here to kill Li Chenan. If you don't want to die, stand by."
To be continued...