Knife against sword, the Chongtian realm is against the Chongtian realm.
The sword mountain fell, slashing on the whirlwind of the sword light but not the sword. As the two extreme sword intent collided, countless sword auras disintegrated, cutting the already small courtyard without recognizing...
Lei Denggao's whirlwind knife flattened the mountain and thinned the heavy knife mountain bit by bit. It was like the green radish under the chef was cut into thin slices.
When manpower is poor, the heavy sword mountain is not comparable to that of radishes. Even a master like Lei Denggao who has been famous for a long time cannot penetrate it in one breath.
Lei Denggao needed to recover his breath, and even if he had only one breath, he could break the young man's sword force.
Life and death are fighting each other, and one breath is enough to be fatal. Lei Denggao was defeated, and he was defeated miserably.
Nangong Shou's sword force not only cut off Lei Denggao's only arm, but also made countless holes in his body.
Lei Denggao fell in a pool of blood. He still bit the knife in his mouth. Even if he died, he would die with the knife.
The ascetic monk walked forward and dragged Lei Denggao back like a dead dog, and sealed several large blood on his body.
Looking at Lei Denggao's unwilling eyes, Ku Hai reached out to grab the single sword and smiled: "Donor Lei can completely let go this time, and let's accompany the donkey to this life in the future."
As he said that, Ku Hai turned his head and looked at the old man who was hunched over but had a jade-like face and said with a smile: "Old man, I've watched the fun. Should I show you my skills to everyone!"
The old man grinned and said gloomyly: "This kid's soul belongs to me, don't regret it!"
As he said that, the old man straightened his back...
The waist is straight, but the face is not smooth, full of fine folds, which looks even more weird.
The old man shook his hands, and two short swords slid out from his sleeves, and rushed towards Nangong Shou with a strange smile...
Nangong Shou defeated one person with a sword force. At this time, he would take time to use that knife again. It was obvious that there was a pair of ruthless and tricky short swords that didn't want to give him this opportunity.
The old man looked very old, but his hands were more flexible than those of young people. The two short swords seemed to be like a spiritual snake coming out of the hole, and each time it stabbed out, it was as fast as lightning...
There are many people who use short swords in the world, but like the old man, there are very few people who just stab and never cut.
Nangong Shou's horizontal sword is always slower than the old man when he opens and closes. At this time, he is entangled by the old man, so it is difficult to use the sword technique.
Fortunately, Nangong Shou's fighting style is the kind of lifeless injury that replaces injuries, which makes the old man who has taken the initiative dare not be too aggressive.
In the yard, the old man walked like a flying step, dodging and moving like a monkey. In contrast, the young man was as steady as a mountain and not moving at all.
Ku Hai shook his head slightly and sighed. If the old man had the ruthlessness of Thunder Dinggao, he would probably have been defeated in the past.
If you continue to fight like this, the young man will have more physical strength and stamina. The old guy is digging his own grave.
The authorities were confused and bystanders were clear, and the old man was killed without expecting this at all. When he found that the young man's sword speed was getting faster and faster and could already compete with him, he realized that something was wrong.
It was not that Nangong Shou's sword became faster, but that the old man's sword became slower.
Life in Tianxia City is so comfortable. The murderous demons who used to be used to worry-free days. They have already put their horses in the south mountain, and their swords and guns are in the warehouse, and they have lost the cruelty of being in the world.
It is impossible for people to not accept old age. Although they are both masters, young people's anger is even stronger. As one goes up and down, the old man's head is sweating, and the fine folds on his face are getting more and more.
The old man gritted his teeth and finally used his trump card to fight the young man's life.
The feet took root and the arms were dancing willows. The two short swords and blades soared by a foot, surrounding Nangong Shou and stabbed violently.
He turned into a drum with thousands of sword lights, wrapping Nangong Shou in it. When the bubbles burst, Nangong Shou, who had no way to dodge, would inevitably be full of holes.
The bubbles formed by the sword light are still expanding, because the old man is still stabbing the short sword again...
It would be better to pierce the bubbles when they were ruptured. Nangong Shou, who had not moved, moved, and saw him step out suddenly and follow the knife.
I saw Nangong Shouren's swords united and hit the sword light hard. The sword light pierced by external force was exhaled and collapsed in an instant...
The place where Nangong Shou had just stood, the bluestone flew away like ashes.
At this time, Nangong Shou successfully tore apart a hole and stood outside the attack range of the sword light.
Seeing that the killing move was broken by someone, the old man couldn't help but get angry and screamed and rushed towards Nangong Shou.
This time, the old guy stabbed his swords at the same time, even if the horizontal sword cut him in half, he would not stop.
You can lose, but you can't lose face, especially in front of those guys, face is more valuable than life.
Nangong Shou frowned slightly because he could not block the two short swords at the same time unless he was really desperate.
Abandoning the knife and entering the blade with nothing is the best way Nangong Shou can think of.
It was a miracle that Nangong Shou had to sigh that God really favored him.
Both hands grabbed the other person tightly like iron pliers. Nangong Shou smiled because he was younger and stronger. As long as he kicked the sarcastic guy in the chest, he would win.
I saw that the old man was not surprised but laughed. The next moment, the old man suddenly stabbed a short sword on his left rib...
Seeing the short sword stabbing Nangong Shou’s chest, the old man smiled gloomyly and said, “Boy, remember, my name is the third-armed old man!”
The old man's strange smile came to an abrupt end because a foot kicked his chest. He only felt that his sternum was broken and inserted into his lungs...
The old man flew backwards, stood up suddenly after landing, spitting blood and said.
"How could this be!"
Nangong Shou laughed loudly, then removed his blue shirt, revealing his black half-body armor.
"Remember, this is the treasure of the Nangong family. Black Golden Armor!"
Although Nangong Shou did not bring the three brothers of the Luo family, it does not mean that he is prepared at all. After all, if he is in the martial arts world, he will lose his life if he is not careful. If Nangong Shou is not careful about the two brothers of the Wang family, the martial arts world will be in vain for years.
Miserable.
"You-you-huh..."
The old man didn't breathe and died of anger.
Ku Hai shook his head and said, "If you can win, you will not win, you must escape unstoppable. This time I will have a good life!"
As he said that, Ku Hai walked forward and dragged the second dead dog back. Then he turned his head and said, "Who will come first, two?"
Although there are some twists and turns in the three life-and-death battles, no matter how you look at them, they are a situation where the second master of the Wang family will definitely win.
The second master of the Wang family, who was hiding in the Hero Building, lowered his head and kept paced. He couldn't afford to lose in this game today. No matter who survived, it would be impossible to completely control Dongdu.
No one can afford to lose a battle of life and death, nor can King Fu do it. If he loses, he will lose his life and the palace will be robbed, but this is a trivial matter for him. His daughter falls into the trap of the second master of the Wang family, which is what he is most worried about
of.
After consuming for more than 20 years, King Fu has become a mountain of meat. When he fights, he loses his courage from the past. Fortunately, his heart is still there, otherwise he would have let the second master of Wang's personal thugs be
, put it on the ground.
The fat King Fu swung a horse spear and danced so hard that no one dared to approach him within a few feet, except for that master.
Recently, King Fu's clothes were damaged. Some people cut the blade, and some were accidentally stretched out by themselves.
"Take it—"
King Fu took a big step suddenly, and suddenly felt a chill under his crotch, and the horse spear that was about to be stabbed was taken back.
Just as King Fu was stunned, the black-robed master saw the opportunity and rushed forward suddenly, and a sword light shone towards King Fu...
Seeing the deep cold sword coming, King Fu suddenly smiled and cursed: "A torn pair of pants can trick you, a fool. The second son of the Wang family is also stupid enough to make you a thug like this!"
As he said that, the seemingly clumsy Rou Shan suddenly stepped back and turned around and called back the horse and shot...
Although King Fu was fat, his mind was still very smart. He knew that he was too heavy to fight with that guy, so he sold him ugly and attracted the stupid guy over.
This retaliation of the lucky king has been brewing for a long time. If he cannot take advantage of it, he will probably be in danger tonight.
"How can the light of fireflies compete with Haoyue for the brightness? Go and die!"
With the roar of King Fu, the sharp and heavy horse spear broke through the dazzling sword light...
With a scream, the Master Wang was shot back and penetrated through the clairvoy, and died on the spot.
The horse spear in King Fu's hand swung, and the corpse hanging above flew into the bandits. King Fu's horse spear suddenly slapped and roared.
"Who else!"
The bandits saw Xiaoshan's body, holding this blood-stained horse spear, like the god of war, and their hearts and courage were broken.
King Fu strode out, the earth shook...
Every time Roushan took a step, the bandits had to take several steps back, and even the bandit leaders did not dare to touch the tiger beard of King Fu.
Seeing that one person scared away thousands of people, suddenly a giggle came from the dark corner.
"Yo! I'm really scaring my family!"
A woman with colorful branches twisted her waist and hit the alley and walked out of the alley.
The half-old Xu girl is charming and eye-catching, especially the beauty mole on the corner of her mouth when she smiles, which makes her look even more charming and attractive.
The woman used an orchid finger to hold her handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose, jumped on her feet, carefully avoiding the corpses and blood on the ground, and came to the King of Fu...
"The breeze of King Fu is so strong that he scared me. He is still rushing around for a while!"
King Fu did not move, staring at the woman and frowned.
Since he had a baby daughter, King Fu's methods of dealing with women have become worse day by day, not to mention that he is now just a silver-like gun tip, which is not useful.
The King of Fu dared not show his timidity in front of this woman, otherwise he would be eaten by this woman without looking at his small hill-like body.
"Who are you? I will not kill the unknown people under the spear, especially women. If you know the appearance, you will retreat quickly."
The enchanting woman threw a charming look at King Fu, and covered her mouth and smiled: "My king, don't scare me. If you can still move your body, I'm afraid that I will be crushed to death by you! But now...