Genhe turned around and slashed, blocking the knife that the boy slashed at the flower of U. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The boy was enraged by Genwa's actions and turned around and slashed at Genwa on the side. The blades touched, the rocks under his feet shattered, and the tiger's mouth of Yuanhe was bleeding, but his heart was unwilling.

At the beginning, as a subordinate, he had no strength to protect the Yin Lord, which was an eternal pain in his heart.

Today, someone wants to draw a knife against his current life-saving benefactor, he has no reason not to fight, he is not strong enough, he can't protect her, this is an excuse, an excuse to prevaricate himself.

"Waste, get out of the way!" the boy roared angrily, slashing again. Genhe's right foot slammed to the ground, his face was hideous, and he swung his knife and slashed away.

"Ding!" The crisp sound of the knife sounded, and the spiritual pressure of the two sides was released, and the light gold and light blue spiritual pressure pillars surged upward, competing with each other.

Genhe looked at the murderous young man opposite and roared angrily, "Who do you think? If you dare to hurt her in the slightest, the gods won't be able to protect you!"

As soon as the words fell, the slashing knife in Yuanhe's hand slashed down at the young man, causing the young man to be slightly startled, but he finally took half a step back, and grinned instead, "God?

The two of them waved their slashing knives like beasts, blood splattering, but they didn't care.

U Zhihua just stood quietly on the side, watching the two people who were fighting frantically, without making a sound, let alone stopping, looking like they were out of the way.

The boy stomped his foot. The ground under his feet cracked, his strength increased greatly, and the offensive became more violent. Yuan He had no doubt that if he couldn't take the offensive, he might die in the next second.

Yuanhe's entire slashing sword suddenly burst into white flames, an extremely dangerous aura was misty, it was the sacrificial yin fire, and at the same time, the sacrificial yin fire was also ignited on Yuanhe's body, and his strength was greatly improved.

"The first solution?" Mao Zhihua was moved, his tone was a little uncertain, the flames wrapped around the soul slaying knife, but the shape of the knife did not change in the slightest. In general, the appearance of the slashing knife will change, but it does not rule out the existence of heresy, which is the main reason why she is not sure.

Yuan He brandished the flame knife and fought with the young man's slashing knife, and finally the two retreated some distance, panting, sweating blood.

The spiritual pressure on the mysterious young man's body exploded unreservedly. And the spiritual pressure of Yuanhe was stained with the white flames and ignited, forming an extremely burning pillar of flames.

"Ahh

Genhe's slashing sword shook and erupted into an astonishing sea of fire, forming a huge sword of fire.

The young man added all the spiritual pressure to the slender slashing knife, and the brilliant golden light in the eruption, leaving a golden rainbow where the long knife slashed. The swords of the two collided, and an astonishing spiritual pressure erupted, cracking the ground under their feet and flying into the air.

……

Genhe was half-kneeling, his hair messy and his eyes dark. Supporting the entire body with a slashing knife, the upper part of the Death Tyrant's suit was completely torn apart by collision, and there were countless wounds on his body, including a narrow wound on his chest that went straight to his waist, and the flesh and blood were blurred. Blood flowed from the wound, and it was terrifying, and Yuan He looked extremely embarrassed.

On the other hand, the mysterious boy's shirt has long been gone, and the blood-stained wounds on his body are much less than those on Yuanhe. There was no narrow knife wound on his chest, he was still standing, a narrow scratch was cut in the middle of the left eye on his face, but she was supposed to be blind, but she opened her eyes and let the blood flow from the wound down her cheek and drip to the ground.

He just quietly watched Genwa, who was half-kneeling not far away, and finally he turned around and walked towards the Uno Hana.

Genhe froze in place, did I lose...... He's ......

"Stand...... ...... live" Genhe's hoarse voice sounded, and he slowly got up with the sword in his hand, but he couldn't stand on his knees, but he didn't kneel down again for this, his knees left the ground, and Genhe gasped. Is this the difference in physical fitness......

"You've already lost, and the loser has no say!" the boy turned around, his sliced eye wide, blood flowing.

Yuan He slowly raised his palm and sneered:

"Yes...... Is it ...... Breaking the Fourth Path - White Thunder!"

A white lightning bolt struck the young man, and the young man sneered: "Such a low-level broken path, you also want to hurt me?"

As he spoke, he withdrew his sword and slashed at the thunderbolt, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"What ......" The young man was shocked to find that the original thunder and lightning had dissipated, but the thunder and lightning still hid a snow-white chain, entangled his slashing knife, and the other end of the chain was in the source and palm.

"Bind!" the source and the voice just fell. Snow-white chains entangled the boy, immobilizing and freeing him.

Mori Bai's sacrificial fire burned through chains, devouring and burning the boy. Soon after, the boy fell to the ground silently, and Yuan He withdrew the flames. With a smile on his face, he looked at the flower and fell asleep.

Echoing in my head, I won......

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