Jun Moye has Jun Moye’s pride, which comes from the pride of Xiejun’s unbeaten victory!
Chu Qihun has been ranked as the throne of the number one killer for decades, but he has his majesty that cannot be violated!
As soon as they met, they met, so that they could feel like they were tit-for-tat on each other! It seemed that their status was seriously threatened!
There was a long-lost blood flowing in Jun Moye's body! His eyes became brighter and brighter, his murderous aura became stronger and stronger, the bloodthirsty aura emitted from his bones, and the revived killing in his soul was like crazy!
Although I am a killer, I am here at this time representing Yanhuang! Behind me, I have 1.7 billion brothers and sisters! I cannot defeat!
Not to lose!
"Dare you dare to fight?" Chu Qihun suddenly looked straight towards him and said gloomyly: "Look at you and me, who is the king of killers!" The killer supreme suddenly burst out with a shocking fighting spirit!
At this moment, what broke out was no longer murderous intent!
But the fighting spirit!
Fight! Fight for glory!
"It's not because you want to fight, but I want to fight with you!" Jun Moye thrust his back, and his whole body was like a bow that was pulled into a full moon and suddenly returned to a straightening state, with dazzling eyes emitting dazzling lights.
The light, with strong confidence, thrust over: "And the reason for my fight surpasses the importance of the whole world!!"
"Hahaha... It's so satisfying! In my life, Chu Qihun, although not many people beat me by strength alone, it is not uncommon. However, those who beat me in terms of murderous intent and murderous aura are also better than me.
It's really unprecedented!"
Chu Qihun smiled happily and said, "You are the first one! Even if you die in battle later, I believe you can comfort me!"
"It's a pity that the party who failed this battle will definitely not be me! I am in this world duel with others; you are the first one! I believe you are the only one!" Jun Moye said gloomyly: "This battle,
For the reasons in my heart! For the glory in my heart! I make an exception and give you the opportunity to fight fairly with me!"
Give me the opportunity to fight fairly?
Chu Qihun was about to laugh, but found that he couldn't laugh at all; because he suddenly realized that the other party was definitely not joking! Even from this sentence, Chu Qihun felt a sincere pressure!
Is I the only one to fight fairly?
What is this statement?
Who would say such words?
Who has never had a head-on battle in his life?
Killer! Only the top ultimate killer can have such an understanding!
This is the case only if you walk in the shadows and once you aim at the opportunity, you will give the target a fatal level!
Therefore, it is only when the two top killers gather together to meet each other; it is the time when the two people are least willing to use conspiracy and sneak attack tricks!
Because this battle has nothing to do with life and death, it is just for the greatest glory!!
At this moment, Jun Moye was telling the truth. He never had a positive fair duel with others! The endless means allowed him to challenge and win and kill him, and the so-called fair duel; in Jun Moye's view
That is simply a foolish way of fighting!
Fighting is a life-and-death battle! Survival of the fittest and the winner survives, where does fairness come from? No matter how good it is, as long as you kill the other party, you are the winner! Only the surviving party is qualified to say the word fairness
!
But today facing Chu Qihun, in this word of description used in this upcoming battle, Jun Moye made an exception and said the word fair!
A battle with dignified spirit!
In the name of the descendants of Yan and Huang, as the descendant of the dragon!
Just win the crown of the king in my industry!
"Come with me! Since we want to fight fairly, we naturally have to find a suitable place!" Jun Moye's body floated up, and he rose up in the wind and snow all over the sky, and the vast and ethereal lightning flashed! 1
The white clothes were separated and the snow was shining in a flash!
Chu Qihun smiled, his eyes showed an admiration, and then he turned into a cold and fierce sword energy. His body rose flat and appeared faintly. With a soothing sound, he disappeared and followed Jun Moye away.
"Xueyan, isn't Moye very wrong?" Dongfang Wenxin leaned on Mei Xueyan's back, frowned, and a deep thought on his face: "Why did Moye feel like he changed when he saw this killer supreme?
People? Just now... I almost couldn't believe it. That was my son, he... "
"Mom, Mo Xie is not lingering in everything, but he is a little obsessed with the word "killer". I don't know why." Mei Xueyan said worriedly and absent-mindedly.
"They will inevitably have a considerable danger in this battle. Let's go and take a look." Dongfang Wenxin urged, his eyes full of anxiety. The reputation of the Supreme Killer is worthy of the entire Dongfang family with one person's strength.
, how is it easy?
"Well, I will naturally take my mother over to rush to Mo Xie to siege. However, I believe Mo Xie will never be willing to let anyone help in this battle. I can feel this." Mei Xueyan tactfully reminded Dongfang to ask for a heart-warming attitude.
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"I can also feel his urgent desire for this battle; it seems that this is his greatest dream, and this dream has lasted for a long time." Dongfang Wenxin frowned tightly, deeply
He sighed and said with heartache: "What kind of changes have been made to make the young master of the aristocratic family like this? Xueyan... My son is very bitter... I am very heartache!"
"Don't worry, Mo Xie is absolutely sure!" Mei Xueyan sighed softly, but saw her slim body rushing up. Although she was carrying a living person behind her back, she was still as light as willow catkins, as fast as the wind.
Go; behind her, a gentle whirlwind rolled up faintly, smoothing out all the traces on the ground, without any traces of someone passing by.
Even until Mei Xueyan, who was carrying Dongfang Wenxin's figure, completely disappeared into the wind and snow, the small whirlwind behind her still did not stop. Although the wind was subtle, the rotation never stopped, and finally it was in mid-air.
It suddenly exploded, sweeping away the murderous aura and fighting spirit of the two killer kings remaining in the air...
Jun Moye should run first, his figure appeared and flashed, and between them, dozens of feet away, running like a meteor lightning; but his figure was like walking in the garden, flowing, and flowing, and elegant; his toes seemed to be full.
It is not like falling to the ground, so it can only be lightly licked when passing through a grass or a branch, and then it will fly out again with the force, floating and fast, and elusive.
Chu Qihun followed him closely. Except for being seven feet away at the beginning, he never caught up with a point and a half, but Jun Moye failed to widen the distance again!
Chu Qihun's light body technique is really similar to Jun Moye's Yin-Yang Escape Technique. It also appears and disappears in the high-speed movement of his body technique. It also appears and disappears in a flash. It follows the vague figure ahead.
Although Chu Qihun never narrowed the distance between him and Jun Moye, the fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more intense!
At this moment, the two killer kings are launching a battle of the king's battle for hegemony, a competition of body skills and speed!
Only with fast and weird body movements can one kill with an unexpected blow!
Only with extremely fast speed can you kill the target before the enemy reacts and then travel thousands of miles away!
Chu Qihun is following Jun Moye now, and he has to understand why he was blamed for a moment. Moreover, such a solid thing is useless if he can defend himself! The light skills of the two are so similar, even
At this moment, even he himself felt that if the person ahead took action and he would not take the blame for it, that would be a real unreasonable thing!
It's so similar!
Jun Moye's body technique is mysterious and elusive, and often appears suddenly in a direction that others have never thought of; while Chu Qihun's body technique is strange, boundless and weird; it appears and has many afterimages, which makes people absolutely unable to understand.
Which one is his true body!
The only difference is that Jun Moye's body technique has a faint smell and a faint sense of righteousness; this is a phenomenon that should never be found in the killer's light skills, but Jun Da Killer's light skills
It is this kind of smell. On the other hand, Chu Qihun's body technique is the most in line with the principle of the killer king, and it is as gloomy as a ghost shuttles back and forth between day and night!
But the two have one thing that has the biggest commonality: it is that whether it is flying, rising up, or falling down for a moment, the posture is absolutely different. Every moment, it will
Adjust your skills to the best shooting angle!
You can draw your sword, palm, kick your legs, and even every part of your body in the most convenient way at any time and anywhere, and you can launch multiple deadly attacks in an instant!
The two of them ran all the way, although they were running at full speed, they were also paying attention to each other's movements at the same time. From the beginning to now, the two of them have developed a sense of admiration for each other!
It's like being at the peak of the peak and being proud, I suddenly found that there was a person who was complacent at the peak opposite. While he was hostile in his heart, he couldn't help but feel like "It turns out that I'm not lonely."
a comforting mentality.
This is a very strange psychology.
In other words, the kung fu skills of both Jun Moye or Chu Qihun are not the best in this world. They are even more than one difference compared to the true peak powerhouses; but the alertness of these two people
The heart, the grasp of the degree, the choice of action angle, and the superb vigilance of the vigilance have truly reached the peak of impeccable!
At this moment, the two of them had an idea in their minds: to win, to win, to lose, to lose, to be convinced.