Chapter 436 (1/2)

Bethune is a perfectionist.

He doesn't like imperfect things.

For example, clothes with a small hole, a pockmark on his face, fruit trees that only blossom and bear no fruit, and a road that does not come to an end are all very difficult for him to accept.

He likes to read, read a lot of books. But I still feel that I don't read enough books. So he is still reading, reading more and more books, reading more and more transparent books.

On his way back, he met two people fighting. He dug up a piece of his own flesh because of a black robed man, which was not perfect for him.

He needs to be perfect, he needs to let his mind flow smoothly.

So he decided to kill the man in black.

Bai Xiu, with his sword in his hand, walked step by step towards the man in black robe.

It's like killing a chicken and a rabbit with a knife.

As soon as his body leaped, people flew lightly.

The long sword in his hand is held high on his head, and a sword splits at the head of the black robed man.

Whoosh -

the soft sword infuses the strong Qi, and the sword body makes a sound like a dragon singing.

The long sword opens and closes with great momentum.

People in black robe dare not take it hard. When the black robe shakes, a piece of poisonous white smoke spreads out to cover up themselves. At the same time, their feet back to the back.

Bai Xiu held his breath and changed his body in the air to avoid the attack of the white smoke. He was like a giant ROC spreading its wings and chasing the black robed man at a faster speed.

It was still a long sword held high, and another one chopped at the head of the man in black robe.

It looks like this guy has obsessive-compulsive disorder and says that if he wants to chop people's heads, he must chop people's heads. If he wants to stab people's chest, he can't do it. If he cuts off one arm, he can't stab people blind. You have to split your head in half.

The man in black still retreats, his toes are a little towards the ground, and his body is already flying towards the back.

The black robe is like a bat gliding with its wings outspread.

Shua Shua!

The sword in Bai Xiu's hand was waved twice in the air. After adjusting his posture with the force of sword, he once again took the sword and split it towards the head of the black robed man.

One breath, and then decline, three exhausted.

The three swords in a row have not been split out, so they should have lost the will to fight. Bai Xiu was not affected by this common sense at all. One sword was fiercer than another, more incisive than another, and faster than another.

The sabre of Chiba military department is dangerous. Every sword is tricky and precipitous. Every sword is unexpected. Every sword hopes to thunder in the plain.

Bai Xiu's sword is upright and bright. No fancy, no fuss, no wonder, no show off. If you stab a sword straight or split a sword high, it will make people more stressed and hard to parry.

A heavy sword has no edge. It's so skillful that it doesn't work. Bai Xiu's swordsmanship has entered the world, which can be called a generation of people.

The body is like a swimming dragon, and the sword is like a rainbow. It runs straight into the man in black robe.

The man in black robe can't avoid it. Seeing the long sword, he will split his head. His robe suddenly puffs up.

The black robe took the initiative to meet Bai Xiu's sword, blocking Bai Xiu's whole vision.

Hiss -

the sword splits on the black robe and splits it in two.

The black robe man used the black robe to show the golden silkworm's shelling. When the black robe delayed Bai Xiu, he had already flown to Bai Xiu from the side.

His right hand is wearing a copper claw. The outside of the claw is black and blue. It seems that he has been immersed in the venom for a long time.

The paw extends to Bai Xiu's back, and he is bound to tear a piece of meat from his body.

Bai Xiu has just split the black robe. It's the time when the old force has done its best. It's very difficult to change moves and turn around.

Bai Xiu didn't change his moves.

He still held his sword in both hands and cut it high.

The black robed man's speed is speeding up. The copper claw in his hand is about to touch the flesh on Bai Xiu's neck.

There was a ferocious smile on his face, and his only one eye was filled with the joy of winning the battle.

He knows the power of his ghost claw. As long as he touches Bai Xiu's skin, he can make his body rot and die.