The Infinite Journey of the Taidao Party

Nis put down his hand silently, walked quickly to Talot who was dumbfounded, took her hand in small steps, and gave Ye Zhebi a thumbs up.

"Junior! The task of taking care of the children is on my shoulders! Don't worry (≧w≦;)!"

"Cheer up, senior! Do something to avoid escaping from reality (°Д°)! Don't act like I'm here to protect the children from the beginning!"

The black arrow had already shot at Ye Zhe again. Ye Zhe avoided the vital point at the last moment. The arrow scratched his shoulder and penetrated the wall behind him. The wound could hardly feel pain, but this time the cut was far worse than It was much bigger when it was rubbed against the fingertips before, and Ye Zhe immediately felt a strong sense of discomfort.

This kind of evil weapon is not suitable for you, Garbo.

"Does that mean that using the command spell to attract my attention is actually buying time to break free from the black dragon's curse? Unfortunately, I have already seen through it."

Jiabao snorted triumphantly, and re-aimed at Xuanhuilong who was being held by Ai Lu Maojing.

Ye Zhe leaned on the wall and thought about the countermeasures. Although it was Senior Nisi's words to cover up his embarrassment, there is no need to worry about Talot's safety with her. The problem is how to get out of here...

Garbo's arrow shot again, which seemed to be more powerful than shooting at Ye Zhe. The black trajectory was fleeting, but Nice, who was hugging Talot tightly, was not attacked as expected.

"Even I can't stand the fight between children and cats. Besides, it's super dangerous to shoot arrows casually in the city."

The arrow that fell in front of Nice was chopped into three pieces. The woman holding the knife has cherry-colored hair. What impresses her is that her eyes are as blue as the clear sky, and two daggers with gorgeous patterns are pinned to her waist. , even Ye Zhe just didn't see her knife movement at all.

He is a master, but doesn't it mean that no one uses Taidao in this era?

"Ye Zhe, this is also a follower."

Ness murmured softly.

"Hmmmm, is it a Servant or not? After all, this kind of thing... the cat talked!"

Seeing that the opponent's reinforcements seem to be increasing, and the new swordsmen can't see the depth at all, Jiabao also put away his bow and arrow, today's results are enough.

And if the time is too long, she will become a look that she hates, especially after killing the target, the hate will come faster than usual.

The silent Jiabao took one last look at Ye Zhe and disappeared into the night.

"……thanks."

Ye Zhe thanked the swordsman who appeared suddenly, and the other party gave a 'don't be so serious' expression.

"Do good deeds every day. In fact, I was almost stabbed by Ruya when I was sleeping on the street, so I came here. I have nothing to thank."

Originally, the female swordsman was looking at the nervous senior Nice, and she turned around when she heard Ye Zhe's words. Suddenly her eyes widened slightly and she looked Ye Zhe up and down.

"So that's how it is... I'm busy. I never expected to meet you here."

"Uh-huh?"

Ye Zhe couldn't figure out what the other party was talking about. If he had seen such a strong swordsman before, he wouldn't have known him. The pink hair knew him and he used a weapon like a Taidao... It couldn't be Paohu The dragon was stimulated by the leylines in another timeline, right?

"So, did you have any plan for deliberately showing such a big flaw before? I shouldn't be troublesome... But there is no way, your acting skills are too good."

The female swordsman seemed to identify Ye Zhe as someone else.

"No, so if I didn't have your help just now, I would..."

The female swordsman, who was not listening to Ye Zhe's speech at all, nimbly jumped back to create a distance that was not far or near.

"I've been looking for you for several days... It's useless to talk, draw your sword! Shinmen Musashishu Fujiwara Gennobu is coming!"

Full of enthusiasm, the opponent made a declaration of fighting without listening to the explanation at all, "If the opponent also uses a knife, there may be a chance." As soon as this thought appeared in Ye Zhe's mind, Ye Zhe knew that he was completely wrong. .

The speed of her shot was not too fast, and she reminded Ye Zhe to draw the knife in advance, and Ye Zhe's hand did touch the handle of his own knife.

But can't pull it out.

Before the body moves, the consciousness has prevented Ye Zhe from drawing the knife. If he draws the knife, he will lose, and if he loses, he will die-Ye Zhe realizes that no matter how he shoots, he cannot avoid the opponent's knife.

Ever since he learned the tricks of parrying in the battle with the Red Helmet Blue Bear Beast and practiced it constantly, no matter what kind of enemy he faces, Ye Zhe can find the fulcrum for his strength, even in fierce melee combat He was also able to parry continuously and perfectly, and he also comprehended the esoteric truth.

But in the face of the opponent's slow slash, Ye Zhe found that this slash was natural and seamless. This is not a move that can be summarized by the standards of masters and masters, but a state far beyond that.

Even with Ye Zhe in his best state, it is absolutely impossible to block this knife. What's more, not only has he lost many skills, but he is also in the negative state of the black dragon's evil eye after repeated battles...

Is just that excuse enough?

If he dies, there will be no chance to come back again, the only possibility of reversing the future will disappear, and there will be no place for him to go back after a thousand years.

Can't die yet.

Ye Zhe felt as if several hours had passed, and it seemed as if only a second had passed. The veins on the back of his hand were prominent, and the wound on his palm was oozing blood. Ye Qie was finally out of the sheath by half an inch.

"Ah... I seem to have identified the wrong person."

Musashi's knife stopped in front of Ye Zhe, and he easily put the knife back into the sheath. He caught a glimpse of Ye Zhe's eyes slightly strange, but immediately put his hands together and apologized to Ye Zhe.

"Actually, I met a swordsman who resembled you so much. It made my hands itch. It turns out that I'm not alone at all."

Ye Zhe pressed the knife back in a daze, the influence of the evil eye had disappeared at some point, and he raised his head to look at the woman who claimed to be Musashi.

"Is that person you mentioned... a swordsman worthy of your all-out attack?"

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Chapter 672. Musashi's Note

"With all my strength..."

Musashi stretched his waist and said.

"That person is not so much strong as he is a rare type."