Dancer of Konoha

Chapter 16 Assassin's Creed!

The scene fell silent for a while, smoke and dust drifted by, and Yan Yan left a trail of broken bones behind him. He stared intently at the centurion spirit who slowly walked out from behind a row of tents, and the restless murderous aura turned into a strong wind and roared. , indicating the unquenchable anger of this heroic centurion.

Bursts of murderous aura passed by Yanyan like a steel knife shaving his face. Thinking of this guy's pursuit and interception of himself and Lao Dao this year, Yanyan felt irritated and angry.

"MD, there is no end, I will finish you off completely this time!"

The more agitated Yanyan becomes, the calmer he becomes. He is determined to transform into an axe and split the obstacles in front of him!

Yanyan holds the Dragon Ichimonji dagger tightly in front of his chest with both hands, his center of gravity sinks, and he bends his knees to gather strength.

"Give me death!"

The afterimage faded away, and the sword flashed. There was no extra movement, it was just the simplest horizontal slash, but it really stunned the centurion.

Because in terms of speed, Yanyan is more than a hair faster than him, the speed is fast, and the knife is faster!

One moment he was as still as a mountain, the next moment he was flying like lightning, ten steps away in the blink of an eye!

"Bang...dang...ding...bang..."

It looked like the shadow in Yan Yan's hand was slashing with a knife, but a dozen cold lights suddenly exploded in front of the Centurion Heroic Spirit with a sound of breaking through the air. In an instant, the two were fighting together, and the sound of gold and iron fighting could not be heard.

Between the tents, only the twinkling figures of the two people could be seen in the shadow of the sword, light and hammer, as well as the continuous splashing of sparks.

Centurion Yingling's golden melon and bronze hammer has a large body that can be attacked and defended. Each move is powerful and powerful, and it is unmatched in strength.

The power of Yanyan's sword was like a violent storm, and hundreds of swords were drawn out in a blink of an eye. His whole body was like a wheel of swords turning, with cold light radiating from all directions.

However, the cold light gradually subsided, and the Centurion Heroic Spirit was powerful and could lift his weight with ease. The timing and angle of the hammer were just right, so that Yan Yan had no killing skills, but they were all blocked by the hammer body in front of him, waiting for work, just like a copper wall, unable to break through the defense.

The flames flashed past the strong wind caused by the copper hammer, and the figures intertwined, and the two sides stood apart.

Yan Yan was out of breath, but the Centurion Heroic Spirit opposite him straightened his back calmly, as if to say that the fierce battle just now was just a warm-up.

"You can defeat ten with one force..."

Yan Yan looked solemnly at the two huge golden melon and copper hammers and murmured to himself.

"No, that's not just his power!"

Although the Centurion Heroic Spirit is powerful, the acceleration of the weight of the two golden melon and copper hammers cannot be ignored. Moreover, the hammers on the weapons have great restraint against the knives. Not only can they not break through the defense, but Yanyan has also received a lot of counterattack force. There is a tightness in the chest, as if there is a backflow of blood in the throat.

Yanyan's blood surged all over his body, but his mind was extremely calm.He turned his painful wrist thoughtfully, and the Ryuichimonji sword in his hand was slowly turning.

The Centurion Heroic Spirit looked at Yan Yan who was catching his breath in front of him. Although the boy was stiffened by his own shock, his murderous aura was constantly rising, and his momentum became more and more astonishing.

Crazy sword power, swift speed, all-pervasive attacks, beast-like intuition...

Over the past year, I have faced off against this kid many times, constantly hindering him from conquering Lao Dao, which left a deep impression on me, but... with such strength, the progress would be too fast.

The Centurion Heroic Spirit felt that he was not as easy as it looked. If he hadn't had the advantage of two golden melon and copper hammers, it might have been very difficult for him to win.

It has to be said that Yanyan's strength has grown from scratch. The witnesses are not only Lao Dao, but also the centurion heroes who are constantly chasing them.

Thoughts flashed, the Centurion Heroic Spirit planned to fight quickly, and then strode towards Yan Yan, and struck the head with a violent and rapid hammer, passing through the afterimage of Yan Yan, and hit the ground with unabated force.

"Boom...boom...boom!!!"

Accompanied by deafening echoes and deep pits on the ground, the Centurion Heroic Spirit demonstrated his fierce and indomitable destructive power, constantly chasing Yan Yan who quickly evaded it.

"You can't be tough without being strong? Then overcome toughness with softness!"

Yanyan lowered his waist, calmly accelerated his speed and kept dodging, quietly leading the centurion's spirit into the surroundings of several tents. The sword flashed slightly, and he inadvertently cut off several ropes that fixed the tents, and secretly grabbed two connecting ropes. Camp rope.

Another strong wind hit the sky and blocked the sun. Yan Yan stepped back slightly, stepped quickly, jumped onto the tent, pulled the hemp rope violently, and took up a large piece of tattered tent canvas behind him, from the centurion. The head of the heroic spirit jumped high, turned over and jumped.

And just as Yan Yan jumped over and turned over, the Centurion Heroic Spirit ignored the tent canvas that was about to completely wrap him up behind him, and suddenly threw a golden melon and copper hammer into the air, with a rumbling sound of wind pressure, straight into the air. It blasted towards Yanyan, who had nowhere to rely on in the air.

At such a close distance, Yan Yan could even feel the strong wind pressure from the golden melon and bronze hammer below. When he was calculating the Centurion Heroic Spirit, the other party was also looking for his flaws.

Success or failure is here!

Yanyan, who turned around to exert his strength, then out of the corner of his eyes saw the golden melon and copper hammer coming from the air with strong wind pressure under him. At the same time, he also saw the centurion's spirit completely wrapped in a large piece of canvas.

Yan Yan could have avoided it with the help of the hemp rope in his hand, but at this moment, his mouth suddenly widened unconsciously, his jaw opened wide, he dropped the hemp rope, and laughed wildly:

"This is the life I want! Hahahaha!"

Give up evasion and fight back head on!

It was almost like dancing on the edge of death. Feelings of fear and excitement repeatedly hit the whole body, and the heart seemed to fly out of the body.

Yan Yan, who had completely turned around in the air, held the Ryuichimonji short sword tightly against his chest with both hands, gritted his teeth, and slashed his fangs fiercely at the golden melon and bronze hammer that came to him like a beast hunting for prey.

"Dang clang... zi... zi..."

A heart-wrenching sound of metal friction suddenly sounded, and sparks shot out from where the knife and hammer hit.

Violent shocks were like ripples that repeatedly struck Yanyan's body. In an instant, Yanyan's body was covered with cracks, as if he would be completely shattered into pieces in the next second.

Severe pain and dizziness filled Yanyan's whole body, but at this time Yanyan was particularly awake, and the blood all over his body exploded and burned like fire cooking oil, getting more and more intense!

Yan Yan shouted angrily like a beast king:

"Go back here!!! Flash!!!"

The Ryūichimonji sword has a substantial green glow, circling around the blade like a swimming dragon.

In an instant, the wind pressure reversed, and the huge golden melon and copper hammer flew back towards the Centurion Heroic Spirit with a violent sound of breaking through the air.

"Boom...click..."

The canvas used to make the tent was extremely tough. Before the Centurion Heroic Spirit, who had no sharp weapon, could completely break free, as soon as his head showed up, he was smashed into bone slag by the golden melon and copper hammer that was shot back by Yanyan with a loud bang.

"Pfft..."

A burst of dust and smoke flew up, and Yanyan fell hard to the ground. The tearing pain all over his body caused him to tense up uncontrollably, and he was shaking uncontrollably like an electric shock.

After a while, it slowly stopped...

"It's great! Hahahahaha! Enjoyable!"

Just as Athena was considering whether to remove Yanyan from the dungeon, Yanyan roared, completely erasing Athena's worries. The cold voice gritted her teeth and said:

"Idiot, you deserve the pain."

"Ah hahaha, sorry, sorry, my blood surged for a moment..." Yanyan licked his face and said with a smile.

"Oh, forget it, I want to be quiet. You humans are so complicated and changeable."

Thinking of Yanyan's somewhat changeable personality, Athena's cold mechanical voice actually revealed a trace of tiredness.

"Suddenly picking up a knife is reckless. Did you agree that you would be an assassin?"

At the moment when Yanyan gave up escaping and chose to fight head-on, Athena's data even showed a slight sluggishness.

In human terms, he was confused.

"Who says I'm not an assassin?" Yan Yan argued forcefully with a red face:

"If I kill everyone, no one will know it's me? This is simply a perfect assassination!"

"This is also called assassination?! Which assassin would do this! Is this how Ezio Auditore assassinated?! Don't think I don't know him!"

Athena was simply going crazy, that mustache, a Florentine nobleman from the Italian Renaissance, an immortal master assassin.

When I think of him, I will think of feathers, religion, flowers, events, and festivals, full of romance.Even the assassination is full of aristocratic reserve and the artistic sense unique to the Renaissance era.

If you miss a hit, you can escape thousands of miles away, and then wait for an opportunity to lurk.

Where is it like Yanyan, with corpses everywhere? What a robber! The romance of the assassin that Athena felt from Ezio Auditore was completely disillusioned this time in Yanyan.

"No, please call me Connor Kenway now."

Yanyan squinted his eyes and snickered, like a cat that had stolen a fish.

"Damn! How could I forget this bastard!"

Athena obviously also thought of this master assassin who was reckless when picking up an axe.

When he acts, he will only leave a series of corpses behind him, which perfectly illustrates the sentence "Kill all the people who find him, and no one will know that he has been there, so this assassination is perfect." talk.

"so......"

"Get out of here!"

Athena, whose fantasy of being a romantic assassin was completely shattered, kicked Yanyan out of the dungeon in anger before he could finish his words.