I Was Once a Legend

Cui Zuojing walked into the front yard. Henry's figure emerged from the mist. The knight's warhorse and his own were fully armed. The rust of the armor and the long sword all fell off. There was fresh flesh sticking to the sword, and I thought about which unlucky egg had just been killed.

It has no legs, and the whole person seems to grow on the horse from below the hips, so it looks very uncoordinated. The outline of the man's face could be seen vaguely under the helmet, but it was not clear except for the scarlet eyes.

The dirt in the center of the hollow chest throbbed, and after the triple iron hoop shattered the outermost layer, Henry changed from a corrupt zombie knight to a human being, and it was just that.

Cui Zuojing vaguely remembered what he looked like.

Henry is a German man, one of the first people Cui Zuojing encountered when he came to the pure white realm. He and Fu Zhe gave him the initial teaching when Cui Zuojing was most helpless.

Later he died. Cui Zuojing died just a month after he knew him.

In that box, they failed to find Henry's body, but now Cui Zuojing knew his death method-being cut by the waist.

The warhorse made a combative hiss, and the four hoofs stepped on the ground, evoking a dull sound. The knight did not act rashly. He used a single sword, as if he was a teenager in front of him, or he was looking for a weak mouth to break through. Strike to kill.

Cui Zuojing had no time to spend time with it here. No matter what happened in the past, Henry had become a monster with no one in front of him, and he had forgotten everything in the past.

He had to hurry up and get out of this box to join Victor.

So he took the lead in attacking.

Cui Zuojing stepped on the ground with his left foot, and flew forward to meet Henry. At the same time, the long sword came to the head. He raised his hand and used the spoon handle to block it. With the sound of "ping", the long sword burst into a gap, and the spoon broke into countless pieces, and Cui Zuojing borrowed The tremendous impact, once again leapt, caught the bridle of the war horse in one hand!

It's hard to believe how a slightly thin teenager could have such a powerful force. His five fingers buckled into the horse's helmet, leaving deep finger marks on the steel armor and waving his chopsticks at the same time!

But Henry blocked it.

The long sword traversed his chest at an unimaginable speed, blocking the heart entangled with black gas, and escaped Cui Zuojing's fatal blow.

Chopsticks slid sideways along the sword surface, the remaining force only pryed off several armor, Cui Zuojing fell to the ground, glanced at his right hand with a cut, blood was flowing down the back of the hand slowly. This was scratched by the splashed armor.

He stared at the knight and took a deep breath.

The longer the weapon, the more difficult it is to recover it quickly. This is something that everyone who has experienced combat knows clearly. Such a long sword can be recovered in an instant and make effective resistance. The speed is definitely beyond everyone's imagination.

Henry became stronger.

The iron hoop imprisoning the heart seems to exist like a seal, and every time it breaks apart, its power will become stronger.

In order to confirm his conjecture, Cui Zuojing pulled out a chopstick, clenched it, and rushed up again.

This time he aimed at the face, except for the heart, the only place on Henry's body that was not protected by armor.

The chopsticks more than 20 centimeters long turned into a trembling enough weapon in Cui Zuojing's hands. The young man held the chopsticks with two hands. When he approached Henry, he inserted the chopsticks in his left hand straight into the eyes of the war horse!

The chopsticks pierced the solid helmet like a tofu, pierced the skin through the rotten brain, and the war horse howled with a heartbreak. Under the pain, the two front hoofs were suddenly raised and the whole horse stood Get up, almost crazy!

If it were not with Ma Chang, Henry would definitely be thrown out, and Cui Zuojing took advantage of this opportunity and swiped his right hand fiercely. No one could see his movements. I saw the teenager kicking on the horse's flank. , And immediately retreat after a single hit.

Withdrawing the offensive, Cui Zuojing stood on his side to calm down and took a long time to fight with such intensity. He still needs some time to recover his past rhythm.

The warhorse was still screaming for severe pain, no matter what Henry reprimanded. The chopsticks in his hands turned into powder, but it did not seem to cause any injuries to the knight.

But three seconds later, a smooth crack appeared slowly at the junction of Henry's left arm and torso. The black gas was sprayed like blood, and the whole arm cut off by Qi Gen fell on the ground.

The sound of a broken limb falling and crushing dead leaves became the last straw.

The knight screamed angrily in the sky angrily, and his heart was beating so crazy that it almost brought out the afterimages, which was like a continuous drumbeat. The second layer of iron hoop was instantly shattered, the horse wailed, and finally quieted down. The wound healed quickly as the seal broke.

But it wasn't just that. There was another layer of shackles, and the heartbeat was fast again to a new level. The crackling sound of metal cracks accompanied it, and finally the iron hoop also burst open, so that the heart can finally beat unscrupulously.

It actually broke two layers in succession!

The black gas emanating from the wound of the broken arm generally forms the shape of an arm, and the face under the knight’s helmet is finally truly clear, and the skin and face of the living person are the same, but the blue eyes should have been Eyes are still scarlet.

The black on the armor and long sword faded completely, all of them were gleaming with silver, and the patterns were complicated and luxurious, which seemed to mean some kind of mystery.

Henry finally had an expression on his face, and there was a look of pain. He stared at Cui Zuojing in front of his eyes. The muscles in his cheeks were trembling, and he seemed to recognize who he was, and he had something to say.

But in the end, he raised his sword again.

Cui Zuojing also greeted him again.

After the battle ended in two minutes, the final seal was lifted. Henry was indeed more than a little bit stronger. The black fog on his left arm had a strong corrosive effect. Cui Zuojing must be careful to avoid being touched. .

Henry's sword was faster and sharper, and Cui Zuojing's eyes could not even capture the speed at which he produced the sword. But it doesn't matter. From a long time ago, he basically didn't need vision when he was fighting. Everything relied on instinct and intuition at the moment of life and death.

When the knife was inserted into the beating heart at that moment, all sounds disappeared.

No blood spurted out, as if that heart had dried up long ago. The painful look on Henry's face disappeared, replaced by a twist...comfort.

Cui Zuojing covered the bleeding wound on his flanks, released his hand, and left the unenhanced knife in Henry's heart.

The true knight should die under the sword, not other ridiculous weapons.

That's why he took this knife that was not as good as chopsticks.

The black gas scattered from the gaps in the armor of it, as if it were the biological breath of it gradually disappearing. The red light in his eyes finally subsided, and the young man in front of him reflected in the eyes of Henry Hailan. At the end of his life, he finally recognized Cui Zuojing again.

The young man who entered the pure white realm many years ago, apparently afraid of dying, pretended to be indifferent and desperately wanted to live.

It's been a long time ago.

Haven't... gone out yet?

Henry's eyes gradually darkened, and after the heart stopped beating, the war horse beneath it shared the same life system with him. He could no longer support the heavy body, and fell to his knees. At this time, the knight stabbed the last sword in his life.

He tried his best to insert the sword straight into the ground, thus supporting the body, and greeted death with four hoofs on his knees. In the end, it did not fall.

The true knight will never fall.

"You're welcome."

Looking at Henry's body, Cui Zuojing said softly.

——You can be free as you wish.

Finally relaxed, the inexhaustible fatigue from the depths of my heart swept across the body instantly, and the blood on the back of the hand was no longer bleeding, but the blood on the belly was already red. Cui Zuojing staggered, feeling that his hands and feet were out of control, as if floating in the clouds lightly.

He is familiar with all the rules of the pure white realm, and he understands that this is not actually the autonomous response of his body: the ability of the prisoner to develop and the time to appear are closely related to the spiritual power of the "master". He used it when fighting Henry Many abilities are difficult for Dong Zheng, a newcomer without any reinforcement and training.

And he has just returned, and his control of power and body is still very rusty, otherwise he will not be hit by Henry at the last moment and put it in the past, but he can easily hide away.

Cui Zuojing sighed, somewhat helpless.

He was once the best sword, the sharpest blade, the most profitable sword, the strongest killer.

But now it seems that it doesn't quite bear the name of the year.

The teenager's body gradually dissipated, and finally turned into an invisible energy wave, which was instantly sucked back into Dong Zheng's left hand by an irresistible force.

The plain grass pattern appeared on the back of Dong Zheng's hand for a moment, and disappeared. Only the unusual heat told Dong Zheng what happened just now.

At this time, the two brothers of the Dong family were walking on the dark path. The screams and hissing sounds from the location of the forest hut were all vaguely heard, and there was a **** connection. Although they could sense that Cui Zuojing was not dangerous, but Dong Zheng was still a little worried.

The blood contract is a one-way connection, and the passive party will not suffer any damage to the active party due to damage or direct death. However, if a living person has an accident with someone who has an intersection with him, it is not like the new one. As for Cui Zuojing, Dong Zheng, who can take the death of his companion as a common thing to drink cold water, is still a bit unacceptable.

Now he is back. Dong Zheng let go of his heart, he touched the mark on his left hand, and suddenly felt the indescribable exhaustion of the soul, so that there was a flower in front of him.

"What's wrong?" Lin Hai asked.

"It's okay." Dong Zheng shook his head, grabbed his spirit, and continued to move forward with Dong Linhai toward the unknown southeast.