Yin Wen couldn't be more energetic. He was about to complete the task. The excitement of killing a superior person instantly filled his whole brain! At this moment, Yin Wen's fighting spirit rose. He had accepted the commission and sneaked thousands of miles into the army to win the general.
The iron-blooded pride of the first level suddenly rises!
The moment the man in black appeared, Yin Bubu let out an excited roar and took action with all his strength!
His body, hands and feet seemed to be suddenly filled with a layer of light golden mist. He struck out more than three hundred palms in an instant, and four screams continued uninterrupted. The four martial arts masters were divided into four directions like flying trapezes.
After falling out, the person was in mid-air. The sound of broken bones sounded like exploding beans. The human body rolling in four directions spurted blood all over the sky at the same time. Two people lost the breath of life before they even landed!
Even the two survivors were unconscious and fell heavily to the ground, bleeding from their orifices.
Yin Wenfa laughed loudly, his arms shook violently, and with a pop, his sleeves made a sound of gold and iron. The dust that had been stuck to him during the fight just fell off his clothes with a bang.
, the movements are arrogant and chic!
Then he slowly covered his clothes. The wound on his chest was no longer bleeding under the control of his vitality.
When Yin could no longer raise his head, he already looked at the face of the Dark Lord Throne with a cruel smile, and said calmly and lightly: "Now, I am finally clean!"
When the 'King of Hell of Chu' appeared, Yin Wenfa had already sensitively sensed that the legendary 'Butian Pavilion Throne' was probably the first strong opponent he had encountered in these years!
So he used his sharp sword to cut through the mess and quickly eliminated the six martial arts masters just for this one-on-one battle!
He is a killer, but now he is facing each other head-on. He can no longer hide his figure and can only fight head-on! This is undoubtedly a big disadvantage for Yin Wenfa, who has lost his biggest advantage!
But now that the opportunity is so good, how can we be willing not to give it a try? Next time I think about blocking the ‘King of Hell of Chu’ by chance, it may not be so easy!
The opponent is still a master.
During the battle between the two, if someone interferes at the critical moment, you will be in an absolutely disadvantageous situation! Therefore, it is best to solve it first!
The Dark Lord Throne looked at Yin Feng with a cold look, murderous intent brewing in his heart, slowly about to explode, his eyes were filled with ice and cold; of the six capable subordinates, four were seriously injured and unconscious, and two died on the spot!
This is the loss I have never experienced in the past three days since I came here!
There is no need to ask about this person. There is no one else but a member of the Mo family who can have such a deep hatred against the black devil and be so powerful!
"Is it clean?" The Dark Lord's Throne did not move, but floated up lightly, three feet above the ground, and stood still. A dense black mist emitted from all over his body; it was obvious that he had gathered all his strength, and his voice
He said even more coldly: "Who are you?"
"The person who wants your life!" Yin Wenwei said with his hands behind his back, showing the demeanor of a master.
"The person who wants my life..." The Dark Lord murmured to himself, and suddenly laughed coldly: "Yes, yes, what kind of king are you? What rank are you? You are injured, and you dare to speak so brazenly?
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Yin couldn't help but said with a sad smile: "Sixth-grade Martial King! Even though he is injured, it is still easy to take your life!"
The Black Demon Throne nodded slowly and said: "Yes, if you are not a king-level master of the fifth rank or above, you will not be so arrogant that you think you can kill me! If you are not a king-level master of the fifth rank or above, you will not dare to be single.
Come!”
His thin hands slowly opened, and the black mist became thicker and thicker. In the mist, his eyes became darker and brighter. Eventually, even the whites of his eyes seemed to disappear, turning into two
A bright black hole.
This situation is extremely horrifying! It's like the Nine Heavens Demon God is riding the fishy wind and mist, coming from the sky.
The black robe automatically rustled in the air without wind, and with a clang, in his right hand, there was already a long black sword with rising mist!
"Can a sixth-grade Martial King defeat me?" The Dark Lord Throne sneered: "Your family never told you... I also broke through to the sixth-grade Sword King a year ago!"
"Sixth-grade Sword King..." Yin Fafa said with a sinister smile: "It is impossible to escape death today!"
"You killed my men, and you will definitely die today! I will never allow you to leave this place alive."
While the two thrones were verbally attacking, they also launched a vigorous confrontation! In the air, the light golden mist and the gray and dark mist stirred back and forth!
Both of them have the same idea: as long as either party shows a slight weakness in the momentum competition, they can attack with lightning speed and resolve the battle in the shortest time!
Before becoming a master, the competition of momentum is extremely important!
The competition of momentum is related to the Qi induction after taking action. If either side has the upper hand, the Qi induction will be stronger and stronger!
This is a gap that cannot be bridged!
After a while, they were evenly matched! The black mist did not advance, and the light golden mist did not retreat! They actually became stalemate in the air. Above the two people's heads, the black mist and the light golden mist transformed into a clear crown respectively!
It was these two crowns that made the masters who heard the sound stop at a distance and look at this side with horrified expressions on their faces!
No wonder there was such a big movement, it turned out to be two throne masters fighting!
With a hissing sound, the black long sword cut open the space, leaving a clear black crack in the entire space. In the case of evenly matched momentum, he took the lead to break the balance and take action! Take out the sword!
Yin couldn't laugh loudly, the mist in his palms became thicker, he didn't dodge, he dodged and attacked!
Hissing sounds continued; the whole world seemed to become silent, leaving only the sound of splitting the air. Two black shadows shuttled like lightning, with palm shadows like mountains and sword shadows heavy; two masters of the throne
, fight to the death!
The expressions on the faces of the two people were solemn, and neither one dared to underestimate the other. They were equally thin, equally eerie!
Evenly matched!
Yin Wenfa was angry in his heart! His skill was originally much higher than that of the 'King of Hell of Chu', but the sword he received earlier had reduced his skill, and now he couldn't even gain the slightest advantage after a long battle!
Seeing that more and more people were watching from a distance, Yin couldn't help but feel anxious. With a sharp roar, he suddenly turned his palms into claws and launched his own "Eighteen Lawless Stances"; the claw wind hissed, and its sharpness was,
It's not weaker than Jian Feng at all!
Since the beginning of the battle, the Black Demon Throne has not said a word, with a calm expression; he only raised his wrists and moved his sword; the long black sword rolled and rose in the black mist like a poisonous dragon, and every sword was full of murderous intent!
boom!
Yin Weilai's black palm collided head-on with the Black Devil's long sword, causing both of them to sway, and then, bang-bang-bang sounds sounded one after another.
Both of them showed real fire!
Yin could not kill this 'King of Hell' no matter what, and the Black Demon Throne no matter what, he wanted to kill this powerful enemy who had just killed two of his men!
Both of them had reasons to fight for their lives. Although everyone maintained a calmness like ice and snow in their hearts, the anger and murderous intent in their eyes were gushing out their savings and ready to explode at any time.
Chu Yang had already climbed up. Although his internal injuries were serious, they were not to the point where he could not move. He stood far away, with only a pair of eyes exposed, watching the two thrones fighting, and he was so happy in his heart!
What a master.
It is simply that when you meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent! The kung fu of these two people is so sharp... It is really admirable...
Watching the battle between the two, Chu Yang was intoxicated. Even in his previous life, he had never seen such a battle on the throne. Every move, every move, every kick, every foot lift, was indescribable.
It's not that wonderful...
Chu Yang watched and confirmed the tricks in his mind, and found many subtleties that he had not realized before, and he suddenly understood them at this moment.
When the palm comes out, the left foot advances and the right foot rotates. It seems to be attacking the left, but the rotation of the right foot is changing all the time. If you guard the left, I will attack the right; if you guard the right, I will attack the left! The changes are all there.
wholeheartedly...
And that sword seemed to be a straight thrust, but as it was thrust out, the straight sword seemed to make an arc, coming around from another impossible direction, and attacking something absolutely unexpected.
!This requires the cooperation of body and footwork, as well as the use of vitality. The ever-changing Qi of the master of the throne... none of them is missing!
Chu Yang's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he almost forgot that he was still seriously injured.
With a loud bang, the crowns high in the sky above their heads shook violently at the same time, and then they saw two big black shadow birds flying towards their respective positions behind them!
But the two of them fought hard without any fuss! Yin Wenwei grabbed and hit the Dark Lord's left shoulder hard, and the Dark Lord's sword thrust into Yin's upper right arm like an angry dragon, causing blood to flow.
In the burst of light, a large piece of flesh flew out.
The two people flew out. The Dark Lord Throne's face suddenly turned red, and then suddenly turned white, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in mid-air! Yin Bubu's face turned sallow for a while, and then turned pale, and a mouthful of bright blood spurted into the sky!
Before the momentum of their retreat was exhausted, the two men suddenly flew back and continued to fight each other in mid-air.
But it slowly rose from the ground to high altitude.
Both of them fought to the death, and their four eyes all turned red! Both of them were injured. Being injured in this kind of head-on battle, both of them felt it was a great shame and humiliation in their lives!
The hatred for the other party is getting deeper and deeper! Without saying a word, fight to the death!
The more the tricks are used, the more cruel they become, and the more they are used the more sinister they become!
Chu Yang raised his head, studied and understood carefully, and then prayed in his heart: The fight has reached this level, and it is already a life-or-death situation. It seems that these two people have no plans to retreat temporarily...hurry up and
Fight for your life... Let's die together quickly. I beg you, die quickly...