When Karl Borgia's long sword stabbed at Chu's eyebrows, he suddenly had an ominous premonition. He still didn't see what was hidden in his opponent's secrets, but his instincts told him that he had to find a way to leave a way out for his attack.

The sword had been pierced, and it was impossible to stop it. However, Karl Borgia had a great talent for fighting, and he changed the position of his sword at the most critical moment.

The position of the attack shifted slightly, from the center of Chu's eyebrows to one side of the eye.

So, the sword stabbed through!

Suddenly, the point of the wooden sword, which was scattered at the touch of a button, struck Karl Borgia in the right shoulder. After being forced, Karl Borgia flashed away instantly, but he still felt the pain in his shoulder.

Karl Borgia landed steadily, but there was a huge wave in his mind! If he hadn't changed the angle he had stabbed at the other party before, then the wooden sword just now would have penetrated his throat!

Maybe it was fear, maybe it was fear, Carl Borgia's sweat gushed out in an instant, soaking through his entire clothes!

The man in the white robe on the opposite side was still smiling at him, and the wooden sword in his hand had been raised again!

The wind is up!

The yellow sand swept the sky and the earth, as if a giant dragon was soaring into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds!

For the first time, Karl Borgia felt a sense of crisis from the depths of his soul! he just stared at the wooden sword, deducing all the attack paths from every trace of trembling.

His brain was racing, trying to find a way to deal with the call as soon as possible.

Moved, that wooden sword moved.

Its direction is erratic, and each undulation drives the direction of the surrounding sand and gravel.

Then, the swing of the wooden sword became even greater. It swayed up and down, from side to side, and suddenly it was about to leave the palm of the hand, and then it was back into the palm of the hand. It's erratic, and it's quite shapeshifting.

Beads of sweat were already beginning to drip from Karl Borgia's forehead, the discomfort of his body being overloaded after his constant deductions.

Syllable!

A drop of sweat falls!

At this time, Karl Borgia subconsciously wanted to close his eyes. However, instinct tells him never to close his eyes!

Beads of sweat fell from his forehead and passed in front of his eyes, obscuring his vision for a short time.

So, the wooden sword moved.

It squirmed forward unremarkably, like a sick lizard, spitting out a venomous tongue that was not lethal. At this point, no matter how you look at it, this wooden sword does not seem to be enough to bring lethal damage.

However, the more this happened, the more nervous Karl Borgia became to the point of trembling.

Near, the wooden sword near.

Poof! Bang!

The sound of successive blows sounded, and it was only when Fang Qing and other disciples of the Tianshan Sect discovered that the wooden sword was actually a sword shadow formed by an afterimage!

How fast does this have to be to portray such a forceful, real sword shadow!

Bang!

For the first time in the battle, there was a muffled sound from Karl Borgia, and the sound was so muffled that even one would feel very depressed when one heard it!

Bang dang!

Karl Borgia was like a ball that had been kicked out vigorously, and he flew on the spot in an instant!

Fang Qing and the others really saw that this proud Dark Knight elder was spitting blood and flying. Those blood beads are like pearls scattered in the sky, forming a striking landscape in the air!

Sou!

The wooden sword returned in an instant, and he did not chase after Carl Borgia like a broken kite at all.

When Fang Qing and the others saw this moment, they couldn't help but feel a little sorry! He lowered his head with a little regret, feeling sorry for the young man for missing the best chance to kill!

"Good!"

At this moment, Fang Zhou, Zi beside him let out a cheer! Fang Qing hurriedly looked up, only to see that those blood beads scattered in the air that had not yet fallen were actually running at high speed. That's the limit.

The speed of the blood beads is getting faster and faster, and it is only in a very short time to complete it. In the sky above Chu, the speed of several drifting clouds also became a little faster.

Fang Qing thought that this was a visual illusion that occurred when his line of sight was not as good as the other party!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Those blood beads flashed and disappeared from Chu's side in an instant! The next moment, Karl Borgia, who had not yet completely fallen, opened his eyes angrily, and the expression on his face even became distorted.

Poof!poof......

"Ahh

Sixteen muffled sounds, a miserable scream! Heaven and earth fell silent in an instant!

Fang Qing and the others held their breath and quietly watched as the Dark Knight Leader who was gradually falling from the air to the ground! Above his head, the clouds that had just gathered above suddenly dissipated.

The clouds fall!

Fang, Zhou, Zi looked at Hu Che in front of him and took out a medicine bottle, and then saw him spill the medicine powder on those corpses. Soon, the corpses of the Dark Knights began to dissipate, and streams of gas spread out in all directions, floating into the air, and dissipated.

Boom!

Karl Borgia finally closed his eyes after seeing all of Hu Che's movements. The moment his eyes closed, his body began to expand rapidly, and then exploded.

People die!

Pollahuman Moko and Fang, Zhou, and Zi sacrificed two canvases almost at the same time, and the canvas was very cleverly sealed off around Karl Borgia.

Chu returned the wooden sword to the Tianshan Gate Master who had been in the "audience". His very small bow counted as a thank-you, or perhaps something else. In short, Fang, Zhou, and Zi understood, and they also smiled and bowed in return.

"Take her back, or follow her back?" Chu looked at Hu Che with interest.

Actually, at this time, everyone was looking at Hu Che. Most people are curious about Moko's choice, and a few are curious about Hu Che's choice. Of course, the so-called few people are just a certain person in Chu.

"I'm inexperienced, can you give me some attention?"

It is useless for Hu Che to blow it on weekdays. When a man really finds the woman he loves, then his previous rhetoric will be left behind.

"Decide for yourself!" Chu watched as those long swords were taken away by the disciples of the Tianshan Sect, and turned his head to give some people a mysterious smile.

Pollahuman Moko suddenly felt that her man was a bit of a chirping at the moment! She walked up to Hu Che and grabbed him by the neckline. "You're my man, you have to go back with me. Go now, or I'll make a baby with you right here!"

Burst!

Fang Qing swore that he should not have chosen to drink water at this moment! Heaven and earth conscience, he really didn't have any intention of laughing. However, he felt the murderous gaze of Bollahuman Moko, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the master.

If there is something in vain, then the master must come forward to carry it.

"Flash!"

So, Fang, Zhou, Zi! This contemporary master of the Tianshan Gate slipped faster than a rabbit, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Fang Qing's reaction was still very fast at some times, he smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and his speed was not inferior to his master in the slightest.

"Uh, ahem! here...... There's no one here, or ......."

Hu Che looked at Chu and motioned for him to be more interested and leave quickly.

"Uh, ahem! Oh, yes. I'm guessing you're going to meet a guy who wears a green coat and is a very proud guy. If you do, be treated!"

Before Chu's words fell, the person disappeared. Hu Che stood in place, still thinking about what kind of person the person he met in the future would be, and that person's strength should be good. Otherwise, how could Chu emphasize it so deliberately?

"Good hospitality, good hospitality...... Ahh