"What a shame!"

The tip of the sword is so sharp!

Before he got close, the Sand Thieves felt the biting chill.

The lower body part was even more subconsciously tightened.

The King of Sha Thief didn't want to attract a quick knife, and from then on, Xiao Lang became a passerby.

He kept retreating and cursed in his heart:

"This Xiahou General looks quite upright, but his moves are too sinister and cruel!"

In fact, this really wronged General Xiahou!

There is a very big difference between martial arts on the battlefield and martial arts on the rivers and lakes.

Fighting life on the battlefield, every move and every move is simplified, hitting the throat at the top and the yin at the bottom is enough to kill the move.

It is precisely because of this that it is inevitable that it will be vicious and vicious.

After all, the ultimate goal of martial arts on the battlefield is to defeat the opponent and save your life.

As for beauty and face, it really doesn't matter...

Li Jing didn't care about the idea of ​​the Sha Thief King.

In the gap where the Sand Thieves King was hiding, his feet stepped heavily on the ground, and with the help of the rebounding power, he instantly raised it.

He swung his arms round, and the long sword in his hand made a buzzing sound, and he hit the head of the Sand Thieves King with force to slash Huashan.

The King of Sand Thieves was not afraid, his body twisted, as soft as noodles. He inhale heavily, his chest and abdomen were tightly attached, and he almost missed the blade. It was pitch black and his palm with a fishy smell popped out with a whizz.

Peng!

The palm of the Sha Thief King collided with Li Jing's palm. The huge force made Li Jing's body unable to help but retreat, and the hard ground was instantly stepped on several deep footprints.

Before Li Jing could come back to his senses, the King of Sand Thief had already stepped on the ground, and the foot of the feet popped out like a spring, and his dry cheeks showed a contemptuous smile.

Facing the Sand Thieves King's pursuit, Li Jing took advantage of the situation and twisted his body, raised his legs and kicked him.

Turn around and kick your legs!

This move was born from the battlefield and returned to the horse.

It is very important to grasp the timing.

It's too early, the distance is too long.

It's too late, not enough strength.

But, for Li Jing, these are small cases!

One leg was as straight as a spear, kicking heavily on the chest of the Sand Thieves.

Peng!

Everything is in the light of flint and lightning, and there is no way to think about it at all. All actions depend on instinct.

Because Li Jing has a strong skill, the opponent was seriously injured. Even if the enemy is bluestone, he would be kicked and cracked.

but..

The Sand Thieves King's chest was surprisingly hard, as if he was kicking not his body, but a stone, a steel plate.

Before he could understand, the Sand Thieves King had already poked out his hands, like an eagle claw, capturing his one leg.

Looking at the caught single leg!

The corners of the Sha Thief King's mouth curled up, showing a creeping expression, and before Li Jing could react.

His arms were already exerting force at the same time.

Turn around!

Li Jing's body couldn't help but rotate.

However, he did not sit still and wait for death. He kicked the one-legged one leg in the chest and pulled it up with the help of a rebound.

And exert force along the twisted force!

The other leg was spinning like a top, hitting the Sand Thieves King's head heavily.

Peng!

The body of the Sand Thieves King was smashed to the ground.

The huge force made the dust around it splash.

However, this can be a fatal blow.

The Sand Thieves King just shook his head gently and dusted the soil on his body.

A face full of contempt.

He even poked his arms out, rushing like a bull.

Li Jing couldn't hide, and his body was caught by him and threw it away heavily.

Before his body could fall, the Sand Thieves King's body suddenly turned into a afterimage, approaching like a ghost.

not good!

Looking at the Sand Thieves King who suddenly approached with a ferocious face.

Li Jing subconsciously raised his arms and made a defensive posture.

Before he could prepare, a huge force suddenly came.

He only felt like he was hit by a heavy truck, and his body rolled backwards involuntarily, and finally hit the wall heavily.

boom!

Smoke rises.

The mud wall, which was not strong, instantly cracked, and countless cracks extended like spider webs.

puff!

Li Jing could no longer bear it and vomited a heavy mouthful of blood.

"Ha ha!"

"The world's number one swordsman is nothing more than that!"

Seeing Li Jing vomiting blood, the corners of the Sand Thieves King's mouth couldn't help but curl up, and his eyes became more and more arrogant.

"Stand up!"

"Keep fighting with me!"

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

"Hahaha!"

"Damn it!"

Looking at the increasingly arrogant and noisy Sand Thieves King, Li Jing's eyes slowly became cold.

In the end, he ignored the external injuries and shot out like a stinger missile. The sword in his hand kept trembling.

"Bloody battles in all directions!"

"Reign of the world!

The King of Sand Thieves is not afraid either.

The body sways constantly with a single foot as the center of the circle.

Because the speed is too fast, there are still phantoms left.

Both of them have very fast hand speed!

But in a moment, the two sides had fought dozens of times.

Just when Li Jing's momentum declined a little.

The Sand Thieves King stretched his body back with force. When he was almost at his limit, he bounced back like a rubber band, and his fascia stretched open and expanded more than twice as much, pressing heavily on Li Jing like a soldering iron.

Peng!

The heart protection mirror on the chest couldn't bear it, and it was first sunken, then it was then cracked.

Cracks continue to extend.

Made of high-quality cowhide, and then inlaid with iron pieces. The extremely tough breastplate seemed to be burned by fire and instantly turned black.

And it made a sizzling sound like a soldering iron on the pork.

The most terrifying thing is that a black aura, like a gangrene attached to the bone, tangled in his meridians and qi and blood.

I have no good health, and the injuries are even worse.
To be continued...