The Most Powerful Young Man

Two intersections are not far apart, one is constantly flowing, the other is deserted, and the lights are dim.

The man opened the cello box in his hand, and lying in the cello box was a long knife about one meter two long. The blade was very wide, about fifteen centimeters, and there was a long dragon carved on it. It was very delicate. Look. The head is vivid and vivid, and the handle of the knife is engraved with a dragon head, and the dragon **** is entrenched on the blade, with a momentum like a rainbow. Such a knife, I am afraid that unless it is the kind of person who is born with great power can carry it.

The flute in the woman's hand was also pulled out. It was a slender sword, very thin, very thin, a bit like the sword in the fencing event in the sports meeting. The sword is very soft and sharp. Under the light, it is shining with dazzling silver light, and the surrounding air seems to be a little cold.

"Look, I said, he will still come back?" The man said with a smile to the woman beside him.

"En..." The woman nodded, "It's a hero."

The man is silent.

"Slaying Dragon Sword, Relying on Heaven Sword." Xiao Yao smiled, "I've heard your names."

"Well... we are indeed friends who have never met." The man, who is Tu Longdao, looked at Xiao Yao and smiled openly, "Actually, I wanted to find a chance to talk to you before and get in touch. Contact, but I have never been able to find that opportunity. I am very disappointed and helpless."

Xiao Yao nodded: "Indeed, I have had this idea before."

Tu Longdao sighed: "I have looked forward to the scene when we met many times before, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

Xiao Yao is not surprising: "Everything is impermanent, and no one knows what he will do next, right?"

Tu Long was noncommittal.

The Yitianjian standing on the side curled his lips: "Are you chatting?"

Tu Longdao smiled: "Well... it's hard to meet, I want to say a few more words."

They all knew that as long as they did their hands, they would never have a chance to speak again, either Xiao Yao died or they died.

Yitianjian smiled gently: "Then you can say a few more words."

Tu Longdao and Xiao Yao looked at each other and shook their heads.

"No need," Tu Longdao said, "It's over."

"Done?"

"That's it." Tu Longdao confirmed.

Yitianjian nodded, and the sword in his hand pointed towards Xiao Yao.

"If you want to talk about qualifications in the killer world, you must be our senior." Yitianjian said with a smile, "but today, we can't let you leave alive, I hope you can understand."

Xiao Yao nodded: "I understand."

"Sorry." After speaking, Yitianjian rushed towards Xiao Yao, without any magnificent moves, and without a word of unnecessary nonsense.

Tu Long Dao did not hesitate anymore, following closely behind.

They are husband and wife, and they have been in the same boat for many years.

Many people don't believe in true love, because this is an impetuous society, and no one wants to calm down and feel the so-called sangma, tea. However, the Dragon Sword and the Heavenly Sword must be true love in the legend. They originally belonged to the two assassin groups, and before they knew the other's money, they had already taken such weird code names.

This is a kind of fate.

When they fell in love, they were willing to give up everything and escaped the original block. The two were together, avoiding chasing and killing everywhere. In the end, they were taken in by the Dragon and Phoenix Killer group, and they finally crossed everything and came together.

They are happy, but in the same way, they are also unfortunate.

It is a kind of happiness to be with someone you love, listen to each other's words, and see each other do some interesting things. But they have to lick blood on the tip of the knife, so they are also unfortunate...

The cold wind, and Xiao Yao's ear whistling, the weather has slowly become cold.

He wrapped his clothes and looked at the Heavenly Sword and the Flute Sword that was getting closer and closer to him. The expressions on his face made people unable to see the joy and sadness.

Motionless, as stable as Mount Tai, even if the wind blows and rains outside the window, I still stand on my arms and look coldly at the world.

Yitian sword and dragon slaying sword may be two extremes.

One is as soft as a fallen leaf, and the other is as thick as a heavy stone. One is gentle as running water, and the other is violent as thunder.

The tacit understanding between the two of them has reached the point where Xiao Yao can be surprised. They don’t need any communication, even eye contact, as if Yitianjian guessed that Dragon Sword would attack Xiao Yao’s bottom plate. , The sword in her hand will pierce Xiao Yao's heart.

It also seemed that Tu Long Dao had guessed that Yitian Sword would stab Xiao Yao's left arm, and he would slash Xiao Yao's right arm with a big knife.

Xiao Yao couldn't dodge. He wanted to dodge to the left, but found that the other one had already cut over from the right again.

He can only choose to step back, desperately backing, but he has no choice but to do this.

Everyone has his own fate gate, or hood gate, Xiao Yao's fate gate was eaten to death by Yitian Sword and Dragon Sword.

The life gate will not disappear, at best it can only change, just like Xiao Yao's life gate was under his armpit. After moving, the life gate reached his chest.

He wanted to avoid the original fate gate, but the newly exposed fate gate had already been spotted.

SS-level killer, is it a vain name?

Sweat fell on Xiao Yao's forehead. Facing such a powerful enemy, he felt helpless.

There was a fire in his heart, a fire that was enough to burn the whole world. He wanted to throw a punch, but he found that it was a sharp blade that met his fist.

He can only choose to avoid his edge temporarily.

As time passes, Xiaoyao calmly dodges with all your strength.

Both the eyes of Tulongdao and Yitianjian showed impatient expressions.

"Fortunately, you are the king of killers, can you only hide?" Yitian Jian said angrily.

Xiao Yao quickly explained to himself: "I am not the king of killers, my grandfather is, otherwise you will find him?"

Yitianjian ignored him, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

Xiao Yao was secretly anxious. At this time, his brain was running fast.

This is a four-game round, a round that can’t be retired entirely, Xiao Yao thinks it through...

Suddenly, Xiao Yao stopped abruptly, he no longer stepped back, but went upstream.

He rushed forward abruptly, and despite the long sword in Yitianjian's hand passing through his right arm, his body also rushed in front of the two of them, sneered at the corners of his mouth, looking like a ghost in the middle of the night.

Suddenly, he slammed a punch, and his strong energy brought a strong wind, which messed up Yitianjian's hair.

"Bang!" This fist was firmly placed on Yitianjian's body, and her body flew upside down.

A punch with vigor, not to mention a woman Yitianjian, even the Dragon Slayer Blade might not be able to stop it.

"Xiaotian!" Tu Longdao was startled and furious. He didn't immediately take care of the Yitian Sword, but waved a long sword full of a hundred catties in his hand like Xiao Yao went crazy.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The long knife split through layers of air, and the sound of breaking through the air sounded chilling.

If this knife is cut on a person, any part of the body will fall off immediately, right?

Xiao Yao frowned, and also gritted his teeth.

He stretched out his hand and held it on the flute sword, then, with a strong pull, he pulled the sword off his arm.

"boom!"

The sword and the sword fought together, sparks overflowed in the dark night.

"Ah!" Tu Longdao shouted, his body rose in the air, from top to bottom, and slammed down again, forming the momentum of Mount Tai's top pressure, as if it was like a broken bamboo!

Xiao Yao frowned and took the knife abruptly, the sword in his hand trembling violently.

He only felt that his mouth seemed to be shattered.

If anyone is desolate, he will be mad.

The Dragon Slaying Knife is now crazy.

Originally, the reason why Xiao Yao could only choose to retreat was because Tu Long and Yitianjian were added together to form a dead end. He had no choice but to retreat. But now that the Yitian Sword is gone, his pressure is naturally gone.

Dragon Saber is indeed a strong opponent, but it is not a smart opponent.

This is a very bold person, and there are some tendons, because the Yitian Sword was injured, so he killed his eyes.

A person with a red eye was a bull in Xiao Yao's eyes, without any threat... Unfortunately, Xiao Yao was also injured, his speed was much slower, and he had no choice but to give in. He could only fight Dragon Tu. The knife hit hard.

The Dragon Saber can afford to consume energy, but he can't. The longer it takes, the more disadvantaged it is-his arm is still bleeding out at this time.

Tu Long Knife tirelessly rushed towards Xiao Yao, Xiao Yao did not refuse, but also greeted him.

The Dragon Sword slashed across and swept across the army.

Xiao Yao's feet jumped a little, and his body jumped up, like a light swallow, his body directly vacated at a distance of nearly one meter and seven. This distance seemed a bit scary.

When he was about to fall, his feet stomped heavily on the thick knife again, and with this force, he jumped directly over the top of the Dragon Swordsman's head.

Tu Long Dao was shocked and quickly turned his face, but as soon as he turned his face, Xiao Yao's fist had already been smashed up, steadily ruining his face.

"Bang..." Tu Longdao's huge body fell to the ground and slid a few meters back before barely stopping to stabilize his figure.

"Puff..." Tu Longdao rubbed his head, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, which stained the ground...

Xiao Yao looked at him, there was still no expression on his face, and even those eyes did not have any emotional fluctuations.

"Kill me and let her go." Tu Longdao stretched out his hand, pointed at the Yitian Sword lying on the other side, and asked.

Xiao Yao did not speak.

"Kill me, let her go!" Tu Longdao shouted loudly, his hands slamming the ground hard.

"Give me a reason." Xiao Yao said.

"I'm dead, and she can't threaten you anymore." Tu Longdao said, "It's like she lost, I can't make it anymore."

Xiao Yao lowered his head, lost in thought...

Tu Longdao did not dare to speak, for fear that Xiao Yao would be upset, and the other party would directly refuse his request.