Yao Tianjun didn't expect that Shirley's sword skills were so superb.

After taking steps back and dodging, Shirley's movements that were like flowing water stopped.

"You've moved."

The indifferent voice made Yao Tianjun feel as if he was slapped on his face.

What do you have to pretend if you have nothing to do?

Since the other party dares to fight him alone, he still has some strength.

It was all because Bai Song Shilang had let his guard down before, and he almost broke down.

Yao Tianjun forced an excuse for his carelessness. With a thought, a bright silver sword appeared in his hand, which was Xiaoqian.

Although he had only had a few quick fights, Yao Tianjun had already discovered that the sword in the other party's hand was also not an ordinary rank.

Such a terrifying high temperature can be generated at the moment of contact, and this weapon is simply a magical weapon of Yin Ren.

"I apologize to you for my previous actions. Next, I will be serious."

Yao Tianjun put away his contempt, leaned forward slightly, and a powerful force burst out from his feet instantly.

The others watching the game only felt a flash in front of them, and Yao Tianjun's figure had already appeared on the side of Shirley.

The long sword in his hand that emitted cold air swept across Shirley's neck, without any thought of pity for the sake of jade.

And this time, Yao Tianjun finally saw it clearly.

The moment he took action, Shirley's eyes didn't move at all, and it was obvious that she didn't see Yao Tianjun appear here.

But strangely, her arm moved in advance and accurately blocked the attack that Yao Tianjun cut from the side.

It was not until this time that her eyes turned around.

"Is it all based on intuition?"

Yao Tianjun recalled the previous times, when the woman blocked every attack in advance without seeing the dead corners at all, and couldn't help but sigh.

Next, the two of them passed dozens of moves in a flash.

After all, Yao Tianjun is not a specialist in swordsmanship. He only relies on his swordsmanship to rely on his simple speed and strength.

Shirley was obviously a master of swordsmanship. At first, she was still being beaten by Yao Tianjun, but slowly, after she became familiar with Yao Tianjun's rhythm, she began to turn her defense from time to time.

For a moment, the two of them evenly fought.

The Spirit Tutoring Bureau has eliminated the artificial ghost kings quickly and neatly. Just as he was planning to come here to support him, Old Bai suddenly stopped them.

"He is breaking through."

This is what he is talking about Yao Tianjun.

Yao Tianjun's battles have been mostly played by playing various characters, or directly possessed by demons. Although those powers are powerful, they are not his own power after all.

Today he finally encountered an opportunity to temper himself, so he naturally would not let it go easily.

Before he knew it, Yao Tianjun's movements became more and more smooth. He had only known a set of Xia Jiba's chopping, and gradually mastered the real sword skills through constant actual combat.

In addition, the experience provided by several swordsmanship he once played in memory.

Yao Tianjun's growth rate is comparable to that of the Rockets, and it broke the even balance in just a few minutes.

brush!

With the two of them passing by again.

Yao Tianjun finally broke Shirley's defense and left a wound on her abdomen.

However, strangely, Shirley did not bleed.

Even her movements did not seem to be affected at all, so she turned around and continued to attack Yao Tianjun.

Yao Tianjun became more and more strange the more he fought. This woman's reaction was too calm.

Yao Tianjun hit her more and more times, but the opponent still did not slow down the attack speed.

Finally, Yao Tianjun stopped holding back and slashed Shirley's arm with a sword.

Still no blood.

It was not until the arm fell to the ground that Yao Tianjun realized that the inside of the arm was not flesh and blood, but a pile of metal elements emitting electric sparks.

"Do you say?"

Yao Tianjun's figure accelerated again and chopped off Shirley's head with one sword.

This time, Shirley finally fell down.

But Yao Tianjun couldn't be happy at all.

Because judging from the traces at the other party’s neck interface, this is not a living person at all, but a transformed mechanical puppet.

No wonder I have been so calm.

After looking at the dense pile of electronic circuits exposed from the broken limb, Yao Tianjun couldn't help but smack his tongue.

This is definitely black technology.

Shirley's combat power is already very strong. With her swordsmanship just now, Teacher Ma and his team's level will probably fail.

Old Bai and others also surrounded him and expressed their shock at the special corpse in front of them.

Suddenly, Old Bai leaned over and turned Shirley's body over. He found a strange-looking sign behind his neck.

This logo is very similar to a printed character, but based on this character, many changes have been made. If you look far away, you may even think it is a beetle-like thing.

"How could it be him?"

Old Bai's face, which had always been very calm, finally showed a strange look on his face.

"Old Bai, do you know this mark?"

A member of the Spirit Bureau asked.

"You must have heard of the three legends at the beginning of the establishment of the Spiritual Tutoring Bureau, right?"

Old Bai looked solemn, and he stood up and looked ahead.

Just as they were talking, several figures appeared not far away, all of which were black robes and silver masks.

This time the other party finally didn't plan to perfunctory them, and actually dispatched forty or fifty people directly.

"Old Bai, what are the three legends you are talking about?"

Seeing that Old Bai looked like he was facing a great enemy, Yao Tianjun became more and more curious.

"The so-called legend is actually the three top combat forces in the Lingtu Bureau, two of which are still alive, and the third one should be dead."

"Xiaobai, do you think I can judge life and death based on common sense?"

Suddenly, a slightly playful low voice sounded.

Among the men in black robe opposite, a thin man suddenly walked out first.

The man took off his hood and mask, and there was a square face with a Chinese font inside.

The sparse stubble and slightly white hair made the man look like he was only fifty or sixty years old.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he called him a head full of white hair. When he saw that Bai Lao, who was at least seventy or eighty years old, was Xiaobai!

"Senior Zhao."

Old Bai bowed to the people with a serious expression, "I really didn't expect you to be alive, why?"

"Why?"

The man suddenly laughed a few times, "I, Zhao Ting, never cares about why, do what I want."

The man who called himself Zhao Ting slowly moved his eyes to Yao Tianjun, and the scrutinized eyes made people feel uncomfortable.

"You are Yao Tianjun?

Tell, but it's just a yellow-haired boy. Should you hand over the pieces yourself, or would you let me tear you into pieces?"

Yao Tianjun raised his eyebrows, this man's mouth was so smelly.

He has never been used to such a person, and he has to step forward.
Chapter completed!