Chapter 240 A Swordsman's Heart (Part 2)

Tang Ke was furious. Although the stupid monster was just a tool, he couldn't allow outsiders to kill him. He turned his body and slashed the scimitar in his right hand towards Dadarian. The wound on his arm burst, and the crimson oozes from his sleeve.

Taidao is a quick-fix sword. When using Taidao to fight, the only thought left in the mind is how to win quickly, and the rest of the thoughts must be discarded. It can be said that this slender machete dedicated to chopping is very suitable for Dadarian.

But such a person with boundless killing intent and a knife with boundless killing intent could only imprison this killing intent in the past years. This time, Dadarian had to endure the feeling of not being able to do his best.

Dadarian could have killed Tang Ke with one knife, but he reluctantly raised his knife to block. Because of this, the joy of fighting will inevitably be compromised.

The two knives intersected, causing intense friction and sparks of metal. The two swordsmen looked at each other, their eyes were pressing step by step, and in addition to the flames, there was the shadow of each other in their pupils.

"There is anger in this knife," Dadarian explained.

"What about this sword?" Tangke attacked in anger, raised his left hand, and stabbed with the snake-shaped sword.

D'Addarian did not dodge or evade, grasping the balance on the blade, rotating the blade, inspiring bursts of energy in the process. The blade that was turned back properly blocked the tip of the snake-shaped sword. He blocked the attack of the opponent's two weapons with a single knife, but it still seemed to be an understatement.

Tangke's sword just now aimed at Dadarian's head. He was at a disadvantage, but he could give it a shot and fight to his heart's content.

"There is killing intent in this sword of yours, it's a good thing." Dadarian looked like he was happy.

It was natural for Tangke to have killing intent. He roared and poured his power into the two swords, and the two swords lit up with red light at the same time. The wound on his chest also burst open, and blood gushed out.

"Is it your unique sword skill? Very well, I'm also full of expectations for this. I'm eager to see what the sea of ​​​​clouds does not have."

"Then keep your eyes open."

Tangke raised his right foot and kicked forward vigorously. Dadarian retreated sharply. Tangke took the opportunity to swipe the red-hot sword.

Even if there is a first-order strength gap, if Dadarian takes these two swords hard, his arm will be damaged by the shock. A swordsman is not a strong man who wrestles his wrists. In addition to strength, the more important thing is skill. The technique of using power, and the technique of killing that blooms

Dadarian jumped up high, dodging the two slashing swords, and did a backflip, stabbing the tachi into the tree. With his feet on the bright knife, he looked down at Tangke with a condescending smile.

"This should be a sword skill with one sword, right? I guess it's right, because this trick will be more stable if you use a single sword. You know this, but you use two swords to display it, which proves that You are a very greedy person."

There was only a little residual heat left on Tangke's sword, and the scorching sun-like sword energy had been used up. He drank "Boy, you guessed it right" while using the remaining sword energy to destroy the big tree occupied by Dadarian. cut off.

The body of the big tree was cut into two neat cross-sections, and the body fell down. Dadarian jumped from the top, pulled out the small fox balls, and shouted with an angry smile: "Don't call me a kid, I'm Dadarian, you have to respect the swordsman who is your opponent."

Tang Ke hurriedly raised his sword horizontally to resist the slash from above. When the three swords were intertwined, they collided with the strongest sound between heaven and earth, and even the thunder in the dark night could not compare with it. Tang Ke's body cracked seven or eight places in an instant, and the effects of raising it in the past few days were all in vain. Although Dadarian looks like a beautiful boy, his strength is surprisingly strong. Tangke was pushed down, supported by gritted teeth, and his feet even sank into the soil.

D'Addarian enjoyed Tangke's fierce eyes, laughed wildly, took a step back with his knife, and ran around Tangke like an erratic ghost. In the whirlwind created by the rapid running, his words of joy came out: "This time it is unyielding, I didn't expect you to have many advantages."

Tangke didn't have much room to think about. He only thought about how to attack. He tried his best to capture Dadarian's afterimage and slashed his double swords in all directions.

This process of slashing each other is as graceful as a dance. After the swordsman has honed his killing skills to the extreme, every move and every style is full of beauty, and it is self-contained without any unnecessary movements. The arms swung to cut off the opponent, the jumps that dodged to avoid death, these figures are dashing and neat. Once again, men are most handsome only when they are fighting. In addition to the beauty of the figure, the dazzling sword light is also extremely dazzling. The two used the heavy rain to cut, presenting a full-scale visual feast.

The sound of swords intersecting is incessant, and from this sound, you can judge how fast the two swords are drawn. The two waved their swords frantically, and the sword energy and the cold light formed a circle of storms, splitting the surrounding land and cutting off the trees. Anyone who touched the Bladestorm was destroyed.

Tang Ke cracked the wound during the battle, and blood was constantly spattered on his body, and the blood was scattered on the ground at will. After playing for a while, the surrounding ground has been dyed a lot of red.

"Knowing that you are injured and yet challenging you, this goes against the principle of fairness in swordsmen duels. But...but I really can't wait for the fairness of the bullshit, let me put it aside now."

I don't know if this is Dadarian's first slash, Xiaohuwan swayed like moonlight and drew a dazzling arc. Although this is an extremely beautiful sight, this beauty is fatal.

"Rory, you snarky guy!" Tangke shouted angrily and used the machete in his right hand to resist. This time the impact of the intersection was very strong, his right arm flew blood, and the machete fell in response.

"Are you running out of strength? How can this be done?" Dadarian shouted, still, the tachi in his hand drew an arc and hung by his side.

Tangke looked like he was crumbling, his body fell to the left, but before he fell to the ground, his eyes suddenly flashed a sly look, his body leaped forward, stretched out his iron armored black hand, and grabbed Dadarian's sword

"Try this"

Tangke firmly grasped the sharp blade with his right hand. He has now used this hand as a weapon. This time, he pretended to fall down to complete the grab. While gripping the tachi, he raised the snake-shaped sword in his left hand and stabbed it forward.

"Haha, it turns out that you have such a deceitful side, what an interesting person"

Dadarian was not afraid of the stabbing sword. He opened his hand into a palm, and swung Tangke's sword away with his fleshy palm. In that wave, the fleshy palm actually wrapped a layer of sword energy. The fifth-order swordsman's control over the sword energy has reached the point where it can evaporate freely. Then, he pulled out Xiaohu Maruta forcefully.

Tangke only felt a sharp pain in his right hand, and the arm wrapped in armor was also cut. Even if it was extremely hard, this hand had a defense limit. He cursed inwardly, and pulled out the dagger from his waist at the fastest speed, regaining his dual-sword-flowing posture, resisting Dadarian's wave after wave of attacks.

D'Addarian seemed tired of this common attack, and suddenly jumped out of the battle circle.

"Tangke, this is the last test for you, let's see what kind of sound this knife can make when it collides."

Dadarian lowered his body and inserted Xiaohuwan back into the scabbard. This is a sword skill called "Iai", which aims to strike at the fastest speed and slash the opponent in an instant. The Odachi with a smooth curve is the most suitable for this type of swordsmanship. This is not Dadarian's strongest sword skill, but it is enough to deal with Tangke.

This ancient sword skill originated in the East and was recorded in a secret book of sword skills. Three thousand years ago, Atoris collected a lot of books that recorded sword skills, and put them all in the library of Caiyun Village. After Artolis disappeared, the elves living here could not leave the sea of ​​clouds, and they began to study these sword skills for generations. This is how Dadarian had the opportunity to learn this kind of swordsmanship that belongs to the East.

Dadarian returned the knife to the sheath, and everything seemed to return to its original point, but the aura he exuded was far more terrifying than before. Unlike the panting Donk, Dadarian's stamina was still at its peak.

Tangke felt the pressure of Mount Tai's top, and he knew clearly that the next sword would be completely different from the sword just now. He breathed evenly, keeping his eyes peeled.

The two faced each other in silence, and the surroundings were rarely quiet. The blood on the ground was gradually drying up, and the cold wind whistled past, blowing the needles on the trees. In the distance, there were the silhouettes of elf villagers. Many people were watching the battle, and many more people were coming here.

Time passed, and at some point flames erupted.

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Xiaohumaru's blade rested on Tangke's neck.

Dadarian's shot this time was as fast as lightning, without the slightest sloppiness.

Tangke's pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't even have time to fight back. If you lose, the winner will be judged.

Dadarian's strength was controlled very precisely, and the blade was close to the skin on Tangke's neck, but it didn't cut it. He slowly retracted the knife, jumped back, stood still, and stared at Tangke.

"This time, you're scared. Logically speaking, people like you shouldn't be greedy for life and fear death. There must be some kind of obsession in your heart, so you don't want to die now. What is your obsession? Is it a dream?"

Tangke's face was covered in cold sweat. These sweats came out at the moment of life and death. In Dadarian's knife, he clearly saw the smiling face of the **** of death. Although his breathing proved that he was still alive, the aftermath of the death threat still lingered on his heart, causing terrible pain.

Although he was very upset, he had to admit that the other party really understood his own voice.

This is the collision of swords and swords, the exchange of hearts and hearts.

"What do you want, you guy?" Tangke had no intention of fighting. He could hear the other side's mad words, the other side didn't want his own life, and had no intention of breaking the bank, but what was the purpose of this battle? What is the significance of this kind of communication? Is it just to cut a pass for fun?

"You don't have the will to fight, it's not good, this duel is not over yet. I read your voice just now, now it's your turn to listen to mine. Most of these are screams, you want to Grit your teeth."

Dadarian held the knife in both hands, and his eyes were more frantic than before, which proved that he was going to be serious. If you don't, you won't be able to express yourself. His body didn't move at all, but a vortex of sword qi swept out around him, and the sword qi swept the sand and stones on the ground. His straight figure also became blurred, and the only thing that remained clear were those eyes.

If you don't maintain the strongest state to fight, you will definitely die. Understanding this, Tang Ke rekindled his fighting spirit, gathered new strength in his arms, and clenched his sword.

"You bastard." Tangke cursed.

Dadarian laughed again. He was like a hungry beast, rushing towards his prey, only one step came to Tangke, and he suddenly swung the sword in his hand.

The prelude of "Crazy Slash" opened with this knife. From the next moment, Tachi launched a storm-like attack, each knife was extremely heavy, each knife was fast and unparalleled, each knife was incompetent, and each knife had a hidden meaning.

Dadarian had suppressed the pain for thirty years, and today he found a small outlet and let it out.

Tangke was baptized in the storm formed by swords, lights, swords and shadows. His brain fell into a blank space, temporarily forgetting everything in the world. All five senses were used to feel the attack. Even though he was so attentive, he still didn't know what to do. It can completely block rounds of crazy hacks. If he misses a knife, there will be an extra wound on his body. Although there was no time to feel the pain of the wound, the chill of the blade breaking through the body was very clear.

In addition to the countless slashes, there was also the killing intent that was enough to devour people. This is definitely not the killing intent that a normal person can release. It feels like saying that if you don't stand on the pile of corpses built by yourself, you will never feel satisfied. This killing intent was more than ten times more than Tang Ke's previous killing intent.

With all-out resistance, Tangke understood the mind of the beautiful young man in front of him.

The frantic attack came to an abrupt end, and Xiaohu Maruta was already stained with blood. Dadarian forced himself to stop, otherwise he would kill Tangke. This time, his breathing was a little heavier and quicker.

"Can you hear the heartbeat of this sword?" Dadarian asked expectantly.

Tangke knelt down on one knee and stuck his sword in the soil. Both the new and old wounds were bleeding. He panted and replied, "You are a butcher."

"Yes, I'm a butcher. You didn't let me down, you clearly felt my heart. Killing is my kendo, can you imagine? The pain of having a guy like me trapped in this place." Dada After Rian released his violent sword skills, he calmed down surprisingly and questioned quietly.

Tang Ke had an incredible communication with Dadarian, and he understood that Dadarian is not a person at all, but a beast locked in a cage. This beast is undoubtedly a very sinful existence, but Tangk himself is also a very sinful existence. The bad guy meets the bad guy, and in this short encounter, he understands each other's heart.

The elf village chief couldn't understand his son after thinking hard for a year, but Tangke understood Dadarian in a few minutes.

Tangke stood up with support and said, "Do you want to leave this cage? If you go out, you can satisfy the desire to kill." He completely regarded Dadarian as a beast, and his conversational thinking followed suit. change. The logic of normal people does not apply to Dadarian at all.

"Of course I think ~lightnovelpub.net~ how many outsiders are there?" Dadarian seemed to be afraid that outsiders wouldn't be enough to kill himself.

"A lot. Even if you kill all of your life, you can't finish it. And there are many, many people who are much more powerful than you."

"That's good." Dadarian breathed a sigh of relief.

There are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests. Tang Ke's current interests have formed a consensus with Dadarian, and both of them want to leave this ghost place and devote themselves to the vast and boundless world, where they burn out the brilliance of life.

Tangke asked straight to the point: "Do you have a way to get out?"

"Yes, but I can't do it alone, so I need your strength."

"We have the same goals and can work together."

Dadarian smiled slightly, and pointed the blood-stained Xiaohuwan to the sky, where there was an invisible bondage.

"Very well, let's break the shackles of this birdcage together."