Three hundred and sixtieth chapters even cut master
"Young junior brother, don't you know. In addition to "Golden Sword Art", Brother Guang also has a martial art called "Fighting the Eight Directions". When Brother Guang sang to Li Tian just now, he was thinking about his marksmanship, using the illusion of evenly matched power, luring the enemy to use various tricks, and then absorbing the secrets of marksmanship from it to supplement his martial arts? Of course, I will also do this martial arts. I will teach you a little better another day, and you will not be able to enjoy it. [ ]" Xiao Ye knew Hua Shenguang the most. She combined the previous and subsequent analysis and said this, and at the same time took advantage of Changqing Erte, who had become his junior brother.
Changqing Erte gave her a blank look and continued to look at the field. At the same time, he sighed in his heart: "Prince, Prince, in fact, the two armies are in battle, just let us go out as our subordinates. You have to fight in person, which has also made many soldiers worried, alas!"
"You..." Wu Yong was angry when he saw Hua Shenguang abandoning his sword and passing the gun. He looked down on him and despised him.
"Since you want to die by yourself, I'll send you on the way." Wu Yong's long sword tilted his waist and rode his horse to attack and kill him. "You're a little tender when you use the sword in front of me!" Hua Shen used force under his barefoot and instigated the war horse to meet him.
"Huh Huh!" Wu Yong's long sword adjusted his position in his hand, and as soon as he came up, he slashed from top to bottom, and grabbed Hua Shenguang's head.
Hua Shenguang did not dodge or avoid it. He held a gun in both hands. When the knife was still in the air, he accurately pointed it on the side of the long sword. In a very short time, dozens of guns were shot out, and the trajectory of the knife was deviated. As a result, this sword was 108,000 miles away from Hua Shenguang, completely irrelevant.
Wu Yong seemed a little surprised that Hua Shenguang could break his sword with clever force. He immediately lifted the sword and wanted to attack again. However, Hua Shenguang was faster. After he tapped the long sword with the tip of the gun, the gun stabbed out continuously like a poisonous snake. Each stab had a true energy overflowing from the tip of the gun, making Wu Yong feel that the shadow of the gun hit him, causing pain. He was afraid that he could not dodge, so he had to step back and leave Hua Shenguang's attack range.
After the war horse retreated for more than ten meters, Wu Yong's body rioted, raised his long sword and attacked again.
"Eighteen Death-taking Slash: Breaking Wind Slash!" Wu Yong shouted loudly, and a murderous intent suddenly burst out from the long sword. The murderous intent could almost shock the mind, making people unable to resist, and they had the urge to die immediately.
"Good sword technique!" Hua Shenguang's spirit moved, breaking this murderous intent and facing it again. All martial arts that can condense artistic conception are good martial arts. At least in the physical stage, when facing this martial arts, if you are in a trance, you may die.
The Wind Slash cuts down from top to bottom and along a oblique angle. If another person is replaced, it will definitely be blocked up, down, left and right, making people unable to dodge. However, Hua Shenguang had long thought of a way to crack it. When he was two meters away from Wu Yong, he kicked hard and jumped up directly from the horse's back. His body soared up to a height of five meters, and then changed his posture in the air, and his body turned elegantly 180 degrees.
At the same time, Wu Yong's long sword slashed down with the momentum. Although it slashed in the air and did not hit the person, he killed Hua Shenguang's war horse with one knife.
It was at this moment that the Hua Shenguang in the air had already staggered the position of Wu Yong on the ground, and turned around 180 degrees, allowing Hua Shenguang to face Wu Yong's back.
"Wu Yong, be careful!"
Amid the enemy's exclamation, Hua Shenguang spear stabbed Wu Yong's vest with the sound of breaking the wind. The spear broke through his armor and half of the spear tip penetrated into his vest.
At this time, Hua Shenguang landed from the air. He did not stop. After landing, he took two steps to catch up with Wu Yong, and then slapped a palm with his right hand, and the palm force was imprinted on the tail of the gun. The half-point of the gun that had originally been invaded went deeper under the force of this force, and pierced Wu Yong's chest with one shot. The whole spear penetrated through his chest, flew out from the front chest, and brought a bloody fountain.
Wu Yong spitted a mouthful of blood from his mouth and fell off his horse. The blood hole in his chest was still gushing out of his blood.
From Hua Shenguang jumping into the air, turning around and stabbing Wu Yong's back, to punching the gun through Wu Yong's chest with a palm, the attack came too fast, like flowing clouds and water, making people feel that killing is also an art.
After a brief silence, the Daping Country once again burst into a shocking cheer, while the Feng Country soldiers were ashamed and looked very ugly.
Hua Shenguang pulled out the spear that pierced the ground and pointed it at Feng Guo: "Wu Yong and Wu Yong, it's really useless. Who else will die?"
The masters around Luo Baoqi seemed a little scared. Look at me, look at you, no one stood up bravely anymore.
When Hua Shenguang saw the situation of these people, he laughed: "Is it that a dignified Feng Kingdom, there is no one who dares to fight? Since there is no, you should go home for dinner and don't come out to embarrass you."
Such ridicule made Feng Guo lose all his face. Luo Baoqi looked gloomy and looked at a master on the left and said, "Tianshuangzi, you are the elder of Tianshuang Sect. Your skill is sophisticated with ice crampons. You go to Tihuan Shenguang to come over."
This master named Tian Shuangzi is also in the eighth level of physical body. After a brief shock, he calmed down and walked out slowly. On each of his hands, he was holding an iron claw, each of which had three curved and sharp claws, flashing with cold light. At the end of the iron claw, a long iron chain was connected. With a slight movement, the iron chain rustled. It can be seen that this is a master who is good at using claws. If he is touched by the iron claws, he may be caught immediately.
Hua Shenguang was not sure about this special weapon for the first time. If the iron claws were not connected by iron chains and were fixed in his hands, it would be easier to deal with them. However, with a long iron chain, there were many variables when facing the iron claws. Hua Shenguang did not want to take this risk, so he immediately decided on a countermeasure.
Although he was a little concerned about Hua Shenguang killing two masters in a row, since he was named, he had to fight hard to kill Hua Shenguang. Tian Shuangzi walked into the field, his eyes as cold as the tip of his claws. He said coldly: "Give you time to get on the horse, otherwise I would say that I would bully the small by the big and win without force."
"I'm shameless. If you don't get on the horse, can I still use the horse to deal with you? Do you believe it or not? I can kill you without using my gun!" Hua Shenguang threw the spear aside, and his words almost made Tian Shuangzi angry.
"I have seen a crazy person, but I have never seen you as crazy as you, then you die." Tian Shuangzi's iron claws suddenly shot out with both hands, and two death-taking claws grabbed Hua Shenguang's left and right chests respectively.
As soon as the iron claws were shot out, Hua Shenguang felt a chill, cold and vicious from above. "I'm afraid I'm going to call it Cramps, dangerous, run!" Hua Shen moved his feet, and his body had moved two meters away. Then he ran away again until he was more than ten meters away from Tianshuangzi.
"Haha, don't use weapons, it depends on what you use to resist my iron claws?" Tian Shuangzi retracted his hands, and he pulled his two iron claws back into his hand. Then he held the iron chain in his right hand, shook the iron claws above his head, and ran towards Hua Shenguang.
"Wow!" The sound of the iron chain mixed with the sound of breaking the wind with the iron claws on his head. The powerful power caused a strong wind to form around him. In the strong wind, there was a smell that made people feel cold on his back. Wherever he passed, the ground was flying.
"Brother Guang..." Seeing the enemy's mighty power, Xiao Ye held his clothes tightly with his hands. She, who trusted Hua Shenguang the most, didn't know what Hua Shenguang could do to deal with the enemy.