death train

"Hidden killing!"

Nanrong Zhishi took a deep breath after crossing the dagger in front of him. Suddenly, the dagger was suffused with a trace of black light.

The light was like smoke, fog and water, winding around the blade, and then slowly along the arm of narong Zhishi began to go up, and soon wrapped narong Zhishi's body completely.

All of a sudden, the wind of the plain began to flow.

Nanrong Zhishi's feet suddenly rolled up a circle of black wind, constantly rotating, covering Nanrong Zhishi's body.

Ye Cha's pupil shrinks, instinctively jumps back two or three steps, and stares at the black wind that suddenly appears in that circle.

Ye Cha was a little surprised.

He tried to manipulate the sudden appearance of the black wind, but could not form the slightest reaction with the black wind.

In other words, the blade brake can't control the black wind.

This is why yecha was surprised.

I'm in all directions!

Wind and rain together, why can't you control those black romantic?

At the same time, the black wind was no longer violent at first, but gradually became weak, and then spread around, disappeared, and

Nanrong Zhishi is gone!

After the black wind dispersed, Nanrong Zhishi, located in the middle of the black wind, disappeared.

Ye Cha's brow wring up, then way: "do you think you can hide from me?"

Poof!

Behind the leaf brake, suddenly there were two turbulent flows, which quickly formed the wind blade and swept out behind the leaf brake.

Clank, clank!

The sound of clear and crisp metal, and then Nanrong Zhishi suddenly appeared.

Ye Cha turns around and looks at Nan Rong Zhishi. Then he finds that Nan Rong Zhishi's costume has changed.

I don't know where the cloak, which is the symbol of the Apostle's walking, is. Nanrong Zhishi is wearing a black soft armor with a robe and hat, which is very simple. The soft armor is also embroidered with flowing clouds with gold thread, and the edge is painted with red.

The weapon in the hand of Nanrong Zhishi was still the dagger, but there was a circle of iron wire hanging on his waist.

In addition to the circle of iron wire, under the chest rib of Nanrong Zhishi, he was wearing something similar to a waist. There was a leather case on it, and there were four small knives about one palm long on the left and right, which were very similar to ancient concealed weapons.

At the same time, behind Nanrong Zhishi, he carries a sword.

It's an ancient sword with a black scabbard. The scabbard has no decoration or grain. The hilt is also an unsophisticated ebony, but at the end of the hilt, it is wrapped with a red silk, which is extremely bright and flutters in the wind.

Ye Cha licks the corner of his mouth. It seems that after using the knife, Nanrong Zhishi's simple costume has changed, but ye Cha knows that such a change can't be meaningless.

Because, Nanrong Zhishi is very dangerous.

For no reason, ye Cha can clearly feel that the current Nanrong Zhishi is more dangerous than before.

Under the robe and cap, you can't see the face of Nanrong Zhishi, because the brim of the hat is very low, you can only see the corners of Nanrong Zhishi's mouth.

Suddenly, Nanrong Zhishi disappeared.

Ye Cha's face remained unchanged.

Invisible?

Instant movement?

No, it's not these two abilities.

Because, that kind of feeling is very familiar.

Super high speed!

Nanrong Zhishi uses the same super high speed movement as Dolan. It's so fast that it's hard to catch the figure with the naked eye. Only occasionally can we see the silhouette of a human in the air or the residual shadow left by the rapid movement.

"But..." Ye Cha said, "so what?"

Jingle!

Ye SHIMENG turned around. Wang Zhisheng's sword was shining with golden light, sweeping towards the rear, and then the clear sound of weapons was heard.

Nanrong Zhishi shows his figure and cuts forward with a short knife. He cuts on the blade of Wang Zhisheng's sword.

"All the romance in this world is my eyes..." Ye Cha said with a smile, "can you run faster than the wind?"

Nanrong Zhishi didn't open his mouth, but his figure kept flashing.

Nanrong Zhishi's speed is really very fast now. It's even incredible. Yecha even feels that Nanrong Zhishi's speed may be faster than Dolan's.

With the flicker of Nanrong Zhishi's figure, Nanrong Zhishi constantly appears around the yecha.

Or front, or back, or left, or right

Nanrong Zhishi constantly changes his position, attack angle and attack position. Sometimes it is a straight line attack, sometimes it is an oblique attack, sometimes it stabs at the chest, sometimes it cuts at the waist.

Ye Cha's face was dignified, but it was very calm, constantly waving Wang Zhisheng's sword.

Clang, clang, clang

With the constant collision between Wang Zhisheng's sword and Nanrong Zhishi's dagger, the clear sound of jiaoming constantly rings out in the air.Yecha knows what narong Zhishi wants to do.

Because of the ultra-high speed movement, Wang's field is completely invalid to narong Zhishi. As long as narong Zhishi guarantees that the movement distance exceeds the attack distance of Wang Zhisheng's sword every time, Wang's field is a joke.

Secondly, narong Zhishi also knows that yecha can sense its position through the wind flowing in the air, but knowing its position is one thing, and whether it can keep up with ultra-high frequency attacks is another.

Ye Cha can't help the failure of Wang's realm. He can't make Wang Zhisheng's sword lengthen by white. It can only be said that Nan Rong Zhishi has really found a way to restrain Wang's realm.

But for the latter, ye Cha just wants to sneer at Nanrong Zhishi.

Because ye Cha can keep up with the speed of narong Zhishi!

Nanrong Zhishi is the attacking party, constantly moving around yecha, while yecha is the defending party. As long as you turn your body, it is enough. Therefore, yecha's speed will be a little slower than that of Nanrong Zhishi, but it is enough to deal with it.

"Faster, faster." Ye Chawei said with a smile: "as long as it's faster, you can hit me."

Nanrong Zhishi suddenly appears, a sideslip passes by Ye Cha's side, and the short knife stabs Ye Cha's waist suddenly.

Jingle!

Ye Cha lifts Wang Zhisheng's sword down and shakes off Nanrong Zhishi's dagger again.

Ye Cha challenged: "it's a pity, it's not fast enough."

Nanrong Zhishi is unmoved. She knows that ye Cha is intentional and wants to provoke herself with words and shake her emotions.

However, if she failed to hit the target again, Nanrong Zhishi did not continue her speeding. She also saw that yecha could keep up with her attack when she could predict her position in advance.

So, Nanrong Zhishi jumps back fiercely, no longer pressing closely, but pulling away from the leaf brake.

However, this time it's Ye Cha's turn. He doesn't plan to let Nan Rong know the world so easily.

Ye Cha's eyes closed and opened.

Next moment!

Romantic suddenly, countless wind blade together, dense toward the direction of South Rong Zhishi crazy cut out.