"Well!" Yang Yong responded, not speaking.

The murderous aura emitted by Fang Xing's whole body made Xiao Yun's momentum continuously increase and his pressure increased greatly. At this moment, his right hand seemed to be dragging a mountain, causing him to feel like his hands and feet were tied up from the bottom of his heart. An ominous aura surged in his heart.

"Is the last killing move?" Xiao Yun murmured with his eyes narrowed. His expression was extremely solemn, and his spirit was unprecedented.

"My surname is Xiao, die!" A figure rose into the air, like a lightning bolt, extremely fast, and the long sword flew out suddenly, and a force swept around Xiao Yun with the momentum of sweeping the fallen leaves.

"Oh!" Xiao Yun sighed softly, and then his eyes burst out with murderous aura, staring at the opponent's sword in the air without moving. His sword technique was as fast as lightning, and he changed a lot, but Xiao Yun was unmoved at all. "Grandpa, I really think of myself as a superman. You can kill me with just one pill!"

The long sword suddenly arrived, and the sharp sword energy rushed around him like a wave. Xiao Yun shouted coldly, stepped out with his right foot, and quickly greeted him, like a tiger descending from the mountain, like an eagle pounced on a rabbit, or like a thousand troops, with an invincible aura that was not weaker than Fang Xing.

"Kill"! The two quickly separated and quickly joined together.

"Do!Do!Do!"

In the blink of an eye, swords and swords came back and forth, and they fought each other with invincible momentum.

Xiao Yun's steps were steady on the field, and every slash of the moon-slaying knife in his hand was extremely strange and dazzled everyone.

Fang Xing had a sword coming and going, and others could not see it, but Xiao Yun in the body knew the power of the other party's swordsmanship. It seemed like one move, but there were thousands of changes. It was actually Taoism that produced two, two gave birth to three, and three gave birth to all things—?”

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Both of them are masters of the world. They fought back and forth for a long time. After Xiao Yun slashed out eight or sixty-four swords, he used the useless moves one by one. He had already practiced this sword technique to the point where he was familiar with it. When he was used at this time, the sword was really born from the heart and sprinkled at will. Every sword was cut out, which was the simplest move. It was a powerful force and power, and the murderous aura was like the water of the Yangtze River, endless.

Although Fang Xing's sword technique was superb, it was naturally worse than Xiao Yun. Especially Xiao Yun's military technique was used to swords, and the eighth method of killing the moon seemed even more strange and could not be opposed by anyone. Fang Xing could barely fight with Xiao Yun, but with the help of external forces, there was a time limit. The two of them fought back and forth for almost two hours. The medicinal properties of the elixir slowly passed. When Xiao Yun used the 9981st sword, the force in Fang Xing's body completely dissipated. At this time, he felt that the internal force in his body had almost reached the end of the oil, as if the whole person had been suddenly drained. In his heart, he could not block Xiao Yun's attack more fiercely than the other sword. In the end, he was even more shocking and terrifying, and the sword was killing the fierce sword technique.

At this time, Fang Xing gritted his teeth and supported him hard, but with Xiao Yun's killing, his aura became more fierce than the other. He was like a broken lamp with oil, swaying in the wind and surging in the strong wind and waves, struggling with the wind.

But how long can we last at this moment?

"Are you admit defeat?" Xiao Yun sighed slightly, put away the surging attack of the Moon Knife and immediately reduced a lot.

"No, no, I don't admit defeat, I don't admit defeat even if I die!" Fang Xing stood up, laughed to the sky, and his ferocious face turned extremely terrifying at this time.

"I'm the last person, it's not that easy for you to kill me?" Fang Xing shouted, and suddenly, the sword shook. While there was still a little strength in his body, his body suddenly jumped up, and the sword stabbed hard in the air.

"Hey, why do people in the world always cry without seeing the coffin?" Xiao Yun shook his head and sighed. He took another step, and the moon-cutting knife in his hand suddenly hit him.

"when!"

The third time they intersected with each other, the two men were as if they were magically imposed.

Everyone on the field was breathing solemnly, but no one dared to speak. Tens of thousands of people stared at the two figures on the field, one sword and one sword.

After a long time, a shout sounded: "Is the one named Xiao dead?" Fang Xing put his body on his side, and with the force of his waist, he stabbed a sword from his left hand in a strange way.

"mean!"

"Shameless!"

On the field, Yang Yong and Yang Hu cursed loudly.

"Bad guy!"

The three people screamed in the distance, and Xiaoyue closed her eyes so scared that she didn't dare to see this thrilling scene.

Fang Xing's left-hand sword, carrying a strong wind, quickly passed through the place where Xiao Yun's sharp sword wind was, saw Xiao Yun's chest and stabbed him with a sword.

"Your surnamed Xiao, did you ask for it?" Fang Xing laughed loudly, the short sword pierced the air, and was about to pierce Xiao Yun's chest.

"I want to be the master of All Fang, but it's a pity that I'm very long and the King of Hell won't accept it?" Xiao Yun's voice sounded. At the moment when Fang Xing's short sword stabbed, his body took advantage of the opponent's short sword to ease, and he magically escaped the range of the short sword assassination of the opponent.

"It's my turn?" Xiao Yun sneered, and an unprecedented murderous aura flashed out from the tiger's eyes. This murderous aura quickly spread throughout his body, and the moon-knitting knife shone with a yellow light.

Then, he held the handle of the knife of the Zhanyuedao with both hands and shouted: "(Life, the battlefield is like a chessboard) Before planning his son, plan his power first; it is better to have a son first than to lose one first. A lion rushes to the rabbit and rule the world; when encountering a strong man, he will be defeated and find a victory in defeat." The murderous aura slashed out by the Zhanyuedao was like a tiger descending the mountain, and rushed towards him quickly. The murderous aura that came towards him made Fang Xing feel heartbroken.

"I, I won't admit defeat?" Fang Xing's expression changed drastically. He looked at the sword that ruled the world, gritted his teeth, stabbed out the long sword. He picked up several sword flowers and hurriedly met.

"Dang!Dang!Dang!"

In an instant, the two attacked three moves, Xiao Yun slashed one after another. He was angry that Fang Xing had a sudden attack, and it never ended, so these three moves were no longer merciless. Each move was a fighting method of fighting with his life. "Fast, ruthless, accurate" from three different angles, continuously slashed out three swords without any flaws, no gaps, and even no pauses in the middle. The powerful murderous aura was like a tiger descending the mountain, full of the invincible demeanor of a king.

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Chapter completed!