"Why don't you dare!"

"Okay! Since you dare to fight, I have already asked the strong man under my seat to leave here, now, within this radius of a thousand meters, there are only you, me and Chang Wei, you don't have to worry about her sneaking up on you! I will use this long sword to cut off your head with my own hands!"

"Come on!" Yuan Dao said indifferently.

God-king Artesus drew his sword, and the blade of the sword cast a cold light, extremely sharp, and I don't know what alloy it was made of.

Yuan Dao had only a short dagger, and the dagger was only twenty centimeters long, which was in stark contrast to the long sword in the hand of the god-king Artesus.

However, in melee combat, short weapons are more flexible, and weapons are not judged by their length, but only by the strength of the user!

God-King Artesus suddenly flew up, holding the long sword in both hands, and shot towards the Yuan Dao at an extremely fast speed.

Yuan Dao dodged sideways and swung his dagger at Artesus.

The speed of both of them exceeded the imagination of ordinary people, and in the blink of an eye, the dagger in Yuan Dao's hand had already collided with the long sword in Artesus' hand seven or eight times.

Both of them possessed several tons of strength, and every time the dagger and the long sword collided, there would be a piercing sound of gold and iron, and in addition, the aftermath of the power emitted was like a strong wind, blowing the surrounding plants one after another.

The two of them struck from the ground to the top of the canopy of the giant tree, and from the top of the canopy to the ground.

But both of them subconsciously did not hurt the leaves of the giant tree, and after swallowing the wood crystal, no matter who they were, they would have a special affinity for the plant.

Scold!

Yuan Dao's dagger blade slashed through the body of the long sword in Artetheus' hand, bursting out a series of sparks, Artesus was pushed away by this huge force, and retreated more than ten meters before stabilizing his body.

Artesus narrowed his eyes slightly, a fiery murderous intent in his eyes.

"I didn't expect you to become so powerful!Okay!But I only used fifty percent of my strength just now!You are still an ant in my eyes, I just want to find some fun from the battle, otherwise, no one on the earth can survive my three hundred moves, wouldn't it be too lonely~"

God-king Artesus said arrogantly.

Yuan Dao showed a playful smile on his face: "Could it be that Sikong Yuyang, the number one master of the Huaxia Yan Zhou Dragon Bureau, can't beat you?"

Hearing this, Artesus frowned suddenly: "Since you know that I fought with Sikong Yuyang of the Huaxia Yan Zhou Dragon Bureau, it means that you came to V816 Island at that time!"

"It's useless to say this! Today, either you die or I live!"

"Of course you're dead!

Artesus took a deep breath, his eyes turned red, as if he had triggered a greater force in his body, and he slammed into Yuan Dao again.

Yuan Dao didn't dare to slack off, and immediately urged Qigong to meet the attack with all his strength.

This time, Artetheus used ten percent of his strength, but he obviously had the upper hand, forcing Yuan Dao to keep retreating and dodging.

"Hahaha......! Ants are ants! The king of the dignified summers will only do some things to steal chickens and dogs, and his strength is so weak!

With a wild laugh, the long sword in Artetheus's hand slashed down towards the Yuan Dao at an extremely fast speed.

The speed was almost so fast that it was impossible to see, and the blade of the longsword turned into a streamer.

Yuan Dao felt the great danger, and his mind moved, and he quickly retreated.

Scold......!

The blade of the long sword slashed almost next to the clothes on Yuan Dao's abdomen at an extremely fast speed, which was almost faster than a pistol bullet!

A cut was made on the clothes on Yuan Dao's abdomen, but fortunately he dodged the sharp blade.

However, Yuan Dao still felt a clear pain coming from his abdomen.

Although the blade of the long sword did not touch his skin, the blade of the sword so fast had already formed a sword qi, and the air in the blood groove of the long sword had also turned into an air knife at such a fast speed!

Yuan Dao looked down at his abdomen, the skin and muscles of his abdomen had been cut, the wound was more than ten centimeters long, and the intestines inside were already clearly visible, fortunately, the internal organs were not harmed!

However, with such a serious injury to his abdomen, Yuan Dao could no longer continue the high-intensity battle, otherwise, the internal organs might have flowed out of this hole that was more than ten centimeters long.

The blood instantly stained the clothes around him...... , the blood-red wound was shocking.

Of course, Artesus also saw the injury in Yuan Dao's abdomen, and an arrogant smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"As I said, you're just an ant in my eyes! you're no match for me!" Artetheus sneered.

The sharp pain made beads of sweat the size of beans grow on De Yuandao's forehead, and he quickly retreated some distance, covering the wound tightly with his palm.

'Is it ...... Am I really going to be the soul of Artetheus under the sword today?' Yuan Dao thought to himself, gritting his teeth tightly, and glanced up at the cabin high above the giant tree.

There are grandmothers and leaves, but I don't have the strength to rescue them!

Originally, Yuan Dao felt that Artetheus swallowed Mu Jing, and he also swallowed Mu Jing, plus he also understood the Qigong secret of the Nine God of War, and he should be able to defeat Artetheus.

But I didn't expect that Artesus's strength was still above him!

"Fight!" Yuan Dao took a deep breath, lifted the dagger in his hand, and looked coldly at Artesus in the distance.

"I will torture you slowly until your blood runs dry! The once dignified king of Zhuxia was actually played to death by me little by little, just thinking about it makes me feel extremely happy!Hahaha......!"

When the god king Artetheus saw Yuan Dao's appearance, he let out a smug laugh.

At this moment, Yuan Dao frowned slightly, and the sharp pain in his abdomen was slowly weakening!

He let go of the hand covering the wound, expecting blood to spurt out, but when he saw the scene in front of him, Yuan Dao's eyes couldn't help but widen.

There was not much blood on the hand covering the wound, and the wound had completely healed.

At this moment, the pain disappeared completely! The wound was as smooth as ever, just like his original muscles and skin, there were no scabs left, and there was no sword wound in his eyes that he had received here!

"Why is that?"

Yuan Dao was very puzzled, but since the injury had fully recovered in less than thirty seconds, this made De Yuan Dao feel great joy in his heart.

This means that he can still fight, and it means that he will not necessarily become a ghost under the sword of the god-king Artetheus.

Joy washed away the previous sorrow! Yuan Dao suddenly felt refreshed and full of fighting spirit.