League of Legends: 700 Years Later - Chapter 573

Aso stood up and looked at him so slyly, without words, but in his eyes, he flashed a deep sorrow. Bayi Chinese ★ Network Ww ★ W√. √81zWく. ★C★o√M

Yong En looked at the old swordsman robe of Yasuo, looked at the wounded sword marks on the nose of Yasuo, and suddenly sighed and said: "So... remember the maple tree that was given to you that year, you don't deserve it, still me! ”

It was said that there was a slap in the eyes of Arthur.

It was also a summer, the man in front of him, when he was practicing his sword, he suddenly gave himself the seeds of a maple tree.

This seed is to be placed above the blade.

In order to train the balance of the sword, and the stability of the heart, as well as the control of the sword body.

With the strength of Yasuo today, this maple tree has not been needed for a long time.

However, it was extremely embarrassing to be reclaimed by Yong En.

"Maple species..."

Yasuo suddenly grinned and then stretched out his hand into his arms for a while, then a piece of granules was taken out by him.

"Brother... Yong En... I just want to say that although I am wandering around the world, I have not lost my heart..."

Say, Yasuo threw the maple species over.

Yong En's cold face, some swaying, flashed a trace of indescribable color in his eyes.

Then he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Three seconds later, suddenly opened and shouted: "No need to say, Ionian traitors, take out your strongest strength, otherwise, today you will die!"

There was a grief in the heart of Arthur, but he whispered: "I will not die with shame. If so, then fight!"

"Hey!"

After the two sides, after the completion of the swordsmanship ceremony, they all pulled the sword in an instant.

"boom!"

"Hey, hey!"

"Before you step, 斩 steel flash!"

The earth and stone are cracked, and the wind is raging. At this moment, the cable of Arthur's sorcerer is used to the extreme.

He understands that Yongn in front of him will be the most powerful enemy he has faced in so many years of escape!

Especially when he was a teenager, he lost him, so the heart of Yasuo was fascinated to the extreme.

Yasuo knows that if he loses himself, not only will he die, but the murderer will never find it again.

"Slow! Slow! Slow!"

"I learned the sword of the wind, but I only know how to use the trail, it's bad!"

Yongn’s silver-white head fluttered and smirked in his mouth.

Although he resisted it, it was very laborious, but Yasso knew that Yong En did not make a mistake. The so-called smashing steel, the barrier of the wind and the like were just the path of the martial arts.

"These are just trails, so what is the avenue of the swordsmanship..."

While Yasuo was facing the full output of Yong En, there was a storm in his mind.

Yong En is really a very good enemy. Although the attack that blocked Yasuo has begun to reluctantly, it is finally resisted.

No enemy has allowed Yasuo to attack this way. For a time, he is more and more happy.

"The wind and the wind, your sword, only the wind, but it has nothing to do with the wind, it is a ruin of this anti-day sword!!"

Yong En snorted, the long sword vibrated, and the hit with the Yasuo long sword, hitting the "squeaky" sound.

"The wind!?"

Yasuo suddenly blinked his eyes, and this moment seemed to want to understand something.

Sometimes it is only a moment.

In the next second, he looked at the wind that was already full on the sword in his hand, and then looked at Yong En face with no expression: "Try this heroic skill!"

"call out!"

After that, the gust of wind flew out of the sword and went straight to the door of Yong En.

Then, Yong En seemed to have no time to react, and he was hit by the wind.

"boom!"

A strange energy fluctuation, generated from the wind, Yong En did not have the power to resist, was shot to heaven.

At this moment, Yasuo has tied all his minds to the gust of the sword.

This gust of wind that can blow the enemy, there seems to be something, across so far, but has been linked to the idea of ​​Aso.

When Yasuoton was attentive, he gave a low drink: "The wind!"

In the twinkling of an eye, Yasuo actually disappeared from the original place. It seems that he took the unseen wind and went straight to the sky above Yong En.

"Yong En, try this trick!"

When Yasuo shouted, the sword was turned into a horrible sword, and it was shrouded in Yong En.

"Oh... you are a sword of the wind... It’s finally big... I’m relieved...”

Yong En’s cold face suddenly burst into a smile, and then the fingers were loose, and the long sword that had been clenched, fell down.

"amount???"

There was a horror in the eyes of Arthur, and for a time he did not understand why Yongn gave up resistance.

But at this time, I can't think too much. These swords have already smashed Yongen.

"Hey..."

The sword shadows are interlaced, and Yong En is smashed down the ground.

Looking at the body of Yong En is full of blood, recalling the words of Yong En, and the movement of his abandoning the sword, Yasuo still does not understand the meaning of Yong En, it is an idiot.

"Do not!"

Yasso screamed and rushed to Yongn.

"Why... why..."

Yasuo resisted the feeling of tearing his heart and his lips asked.

"Ha ha……"

There was blood in Yong's mouth, and the words were unclear: "No... no way... military order... difficult... I... I am... as a soldier... only... can only hold... Execute...task...but...but...you are me...yo brother..."

"puff……"

Just finished, a big blood, sprayed from Yong En’s mouth.

Listening to this sentence, looking at this scene, Yasuo’s eyes suddenly became wet.

"Remember... remember... the elders died in the royal...the wind sword..."

Yong En still wants to say something more, but the move that Aso has just realized is really horrible. If he hasn’t talked yet, his head will be in the arms of Aso.

At the same time, Yasuo’s tears could no longer be controlled and slipped down his cheeks.

Ye Che does not look at the taste, and sure enough, the real strong is not accidental.

Must have experienced the pain and experience that ordinary people can't understand, in order to cast the heart of the strong.

With the death of Yongen, everything went on in silence.

Under the rising sun, Yasuo groped for a moment in Yongn's arms. He knew that Yong En had a big hobby, and he liked a musical instrument very much, hehe!

Now that Yongen is dead, Yasso will take his innocence with inexplicable mood.

Later, Yasuo buried Yong En, but he did not have time to mourn, and soon there will be others to hunt him.

However, because of the great swordsmanship and the enlightenment that the brothers gave him, Yasuo has a new goal.

He now has the clue that he can take him to the real murderer, so Yasuo quickly said goodbye to the tomb of Yong En, and embarked on the journey with the wind.

In the distance, the back of Yasuo's back is getting farther and farther, and gradually, accompanied by a snoring sound, far from the sound, the snoring with an ethereal and heavy sense of desolate, like a mourning for Yong En.

The story of the sword, with blood as ink...