The cultivator's eyes narrowed slightly, and a drop of rain on his cheeks slid down.

The enemy was near, and for the first time, the sound of horses' hooves like a torrential rain really entered his ears, and the horses beneath him no longer neighed, but looked coldly at the vigorous postures of those kind, and their dark eyes burst with strong war intent and manic destruction.

He could already faintly see the faces of those people on the horse, and the figure of the leader was clearly visible, but the cultivator leader was not as restless as the war horse under him, and still maintained a terrifying calm.

"Guys, the battle begins. ”

The cultivator Huo Ran stood up.

The swarthy sword threw a rain line in the air.

The whole movement is extremely natural, and it seems to have been practiced countless times, and it is extremely smooth.

The long sword was aimed at the fat man at the head and shot over.

There was no thunderous roar that a battle between cultivators should have, but it sneaked into the rain with the wind, silently.

The distance between the two is about dozens of zhang.

In this dozens of zhang of the air, there was a passage that absolutely repelled the rest of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, which was the way of the sword.

There were a few drops of rain, fortunately or unfortunately, not being shaken away by the essence carried by the long sword, but staying in the space of the invisible sword, there was a shivering orphan suspended alone.

In a moment, after a moment that seemed too slow in any word, the sword came to the fat man who was running on horseback.

Silent.

"It's been a long time since I've met an opponent like this. The fat man sneered.

An extremely delicate plate axe appeared in his hand.

The air in the wasteland suddenly became solemn.

"Bang ......" is not the sound of weapons intersecting.

Rather, the sound of the horse's leg bones shattering.

The horse roared and fell to the ground, four bloodies flowing. Fall to the ground.

And the fat man rose in the air and did not fall for half a point.

"Huh?" The fat man's brows suddenly furrowed, the plate axe that was still as steady as Mount Tai just now was indeed sinking at this moment, and the black long sword was lightning fast, killing straight towards his chest, and a red light flashed at the end of the sword, which increased a little killing intent.

The fat man was more agile than he had imagined, and his bloated body suddenly fell to the ground just as the long sword was about to reach the Dao.

The momentum of the long sword thunder has not made any achievements, and the master knows that he is afraid that he will not do anything again, so he stretched out his hand in the air and summoned, and the long sword took advantage of the situation.

The fat man's face was extremely pale at the moment, with almost no trace of blood, as if he had not seen the sun for a long time, and a trace of extremely fine blood slowly trickled down from the corner of his lips.

The cultivator led the unhesitating, unusually fierce raid, which naturally left indelible traces, and he was naturally injured a lot.

"It's not your own, why do you want to grab it? The cultivator asked puzzled.

"After receiving money, you have to do things for others, shouldn't this be what a cultivator should do? The fat man said something righteous, and then reached out and slit the throat of the horse that was still neighing on the ground.

"Don't insult the practitioner with money. You're just a bunch of people who collect money to do things. The Commander held the sword in his hand and looked at the four people opposite him with disdain.

"How about defining the outcome of this battle by the victory or defeat of the two of us? Becoming a cultivator is not so easy in the first place, why bother hurting so many people for money. The Commander's words were sincere.

The person next to "Big Brother ......" tried to stop him from continuing, but he interrupted him.

The fat man didn't hesitate, of course he didn't want too many people to work hard, within his task was not to defeat them, delay was success, he looked at the horse team that disappeared from sight with some anxiety, and hurriedly nodded in agreement.

The sky was as dark as night, the wind and rain were bleak, and in the wind and rain, the long sword finally brightened.

Before leaving his hand, the sword in the commander's hand drew a circle in the air about the size of his palm.

As soon as the circle was formed, it erupted with a bright red light, centered on the trajectory, and it actually burned.

"Is it the peak of pure emptiness?" said the fat man with a sneer after patting the dust on the front of his clothes.

A majestic and powerful aura erupted from his body, and the incantation between his lips was urgent, and he raised his battle axe in one hand and placed it in front of him.

The gushing breath gathered from the sky, and then the stormy breath suddenly came to his body, rushing on the battle axe that was across his chest, the fat man's body shook slightly, and the other hand pointed at the commander trembled twice.

His expression suddenly became indifferent, as if he was looking at the enemy who was opposing him with a condescending feeling, and there was no human emotion in his deep eyes.

The realm is the same, that fight is killing skills, the fat man is very confident, because he has killed too many people, and today will be no exception.

The tomahawk absorbed this majestic essence and began to hum, like a wind chime blown by the autumn wind, and it actually sounded crisply.

Of course, the Commander knew that it was the sound of the tomahawk trembling at breakneck speed, colliding with the air, but he was not afraid, and the movements of his hands were still orderly.

The red circle in front of him was already burning like a huge wall at the moment, and it was impossible to see the original appearance.

Between Sumeru, the one-man-high red wall surged forward after a shout of rage from the leader, and the barren grass in its path burned to the ground.

A moment later, the ashes flew, rushing between the gray heaven and the earth, and even the vast rain could not stop the flames from burning, so such a strange scene was formed between the two of them.

The rain poured down in the sky, but it couldn't extinguish the raging flames, and all the way was scorched.

Feeling the tremendous power coming from the wall of fire, the tomahawk in the fat man's hand couldn't help but speed up the frequency of trembling a little, the best defense is offense, this is the iron law he has always believed in.

So the fat man chose not to defend.

Let the rain mixed with hail slap on his body, only a moment to disappear, the surging spirit agitated back and forth, the fat man's body seemed to fall into a fog.

The trembling sound of the axe finally became a sharp line, which was piercing, but the fat man felt that it was very beautiful, and he let go of his hand in the center, and the battle axe rushed out like an arrow off the string.

The last remaining glimmer of light in heaven and earth seemed to have stopped at this moment.

The two forces of the peak of the void converged at the end of the wasteland and suddenly met.

Boom!

The darkness of the sky and earth was full of dust, and the dead grass around it collapsed, and the grass clippings were like garbage, swept up by the wind and fluttered around, mixed with the rain, and crackled.

The fallen and dead war horses were also shocked into the distance by this powerful impact force.

After the loud bang, the wall of fire shattered, as if a stone wall had collapsed, and fragments of sparks scattered in the air, then fell to the ground, and finally gradually disappeared.

The axe, which seemed to carry the power of heaven and earth, did not tremble at this moment, and returned to the master's side gloomily.

The fat man's brows furrowed, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and the blood mist filled the air and dissipated in the air.

The Commander was apparently badly wounded and pale. The long hair, which was originally very smooth, is indeed scattered at this moment, dancing wildly on this rainy day, looking so embarrassed.

"Rubbish!!" a voice came from behind the fat man, as if far away and as if very close, and the voice seemed to be full of coldness in the fat man's ears.

The fat man couldn't help but shudder.

Immediately after that, a figure mixed with a bright light suddenly emerged from the leader's sight, like a ray of sunlight in the night, appeared in front of his eyes in an instant, and then got closer and closer.

The Commander trembled, feeling the hostility and strength of the comer, he couldn't help but close his eyes tightly, and reached out to summon his longsword again.

After a few moments, he stood up quietly.

I don't know if it's the sound of the corner of the clothes breaking through the air, or the sound of raindrops falling to the ground, but it's getting louder and louder anyway.

A figure suddenly passed through the fat man's side and came to the front of the leader.

The sword was so fast that the commander didn't even have time to raise his sword to resist.

The blade of the sword fell into the air outside the commander's body, like cutting paper, constantly cutting and tearing, and in an instant, it cut through the six layers of essence that the commander had held up under the extreme urgency!

The Commander spurted out a mouthful of blood, sat down on the ground, and stood up again with a slap on the ground, this time finally raising the pitch-black sword in his hand.

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