"Oh no!"

Stabbed the chest of the dark silver Chinese warrior instantly, Wu Wushuang knew that he had been tricked, and the short loss of consciousness was lured by the dark silver Chinese warrior, although he injured the other party, but it was the other party's plan to fight for injury, and he retracted with his strength, and the sword was fast, knowing that the other party's stormy attack was coming, but he was still one step slower. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Suffer death!" The dark silver warrior shouted angrily, his left hand formed into a palm, as if it had pierced through the void, and instantly pressed it against Wu Wushuang's chest.

"Poof!" The figure flew backwards, and the double knot actually received a palm from the dark silver Huafu warrior, a strong and strong spiritual force, destroying in his body, causing him to spray out a mouthful of blood directly, filling the ground, bloody aura, filling the air, full of feet, deep injuries.

"Thief, die. 〞

Seeing that Wu Wushuang was slapped by the dark silver Chinese warrior, he flew backwards, and the four black-clothed Chinese warriors stood beside him, watching the battle between the two, thinking that there was an opportunity, he pulled up his body, pulled out the treasure on his body, and killed the martial arts of the three rivers flowing water.

The four black-clothed Chinese warriors, their eyes were full of red, and they were full of murderous aura, and they could say that they hated the young swordsman in front of them very much, and they actually let their brothers lose such a big face, and they also killed the second brother, with all their might, and the incomparably powerful killing martial arts, monopolized Wu Wushuang, proving that they are also a group of half-step spirit king realm martial artists who are not weak.

Wu Wushuang was slapped by a dark silver Chinese warrior, and was hit and flew, dancing with long hair and flying in purple robes, but he still looked very domineering, as if he had the momentum to step on the world, and he was still fearless in the face of the four black-clothed Chinese warriors who were attacked.

"Kill the empty sword." With a shout in his mouth, the blade of the black hole and the void instantly collapsed the martial arts performed by the four black-clothed warriors.

"What! Space Arcane Sword Moves, How is it possible!" including the Dark Silver Warrior, the five of them shouted in shock almost at the same time.

With the help of the power of the weapon, the purple mangshuang smashed the killing moves of the four black-clothed warriors, and the four black-clothed warriors were immediately hit hard, and they were in a trance, and then, the two took the second step, ghostly came to the front of the four black-clothed warriors, the purple mangs extended and stabbed, cutting out thousands of swords, and the hearts of the four black-clothed warriors were each pierced into a bloody hole.

"Uh... 〞

The four black-clothed warriors in Chinese clothes widened their eyes, looking at the blood hole that appeared in the heart part, flowing with blood, and they couldn't believe it at all, the joint hands of the four half-step Spirit King Realm, one by one, the eyes that were originally full of light gradually dimmed, and immediately, the body leaned back, lying heavily on the ground, and the four of them died at the same time.

The dark silver warrior in Chinese costume couldn't believe it, and his body instantly moved to the side of the four black-clothed warriors who had died, and shouted in shock, "Brothers...!"

"Ahem, ahem... "Wu Wushuang killed four black-clothed Chinese warriors, his body turned backwards to one by one, fell to the ground, purple mangs slammed the ground, his left hand touched the place where he was injured by the dark silver Chinese warrior, the palm of the dark silver Chinese warrior, it was really not light, and he forcibly stopped the injury and used the funeral empty sword, which made his injuries worse, coughing lightly in his mouth, and carrying blood from time to time.

Being able to attack and kill four half-step Spirit King Realm martial artists in an instant, although there is room for the Arcane Sword to bury the Empty Sword, but in the end, the cultivation is only a high-level Spiritual Sect, and the real merit comes from the low-grade Purple Manggar, which not only increases the combat power of the Purple Mangshuang, but also increases the power of the Burial Void Sword by several times. Therefore, he was able to kill four half-step Spirit King Realm martial artists in a row within a few moves.

Of course, the carelessness of the four black-clothed warriors was also the majority, and in addition to the fact that they didn't understand the power of the earth-level treasure weapon at all, otherwise they wouldn't be able to kill them easily.

And the injuries of the dark silver Huafu martial artist are not small, although he is injured by the wounds, but, it is unthinkable that the sword of the purple mang, so that the power of the purple mangs invades the body, although it does not penetrate the heart, however, the power of the ground-level low-grade treasure weapon still recreates the heart part, making him weak and losing the ability to move, and it is a miracle that he can move to the side of the four black-clothed Chinese warriors who died.

The dark cave mansion, after the battle between the two, was already chaotic, the road pierced, broke out of the ground, and attracted the moonlight above, and the light that came in was transmitted one after another, and the cross-reflection reflected the dark cave mansion a little.

As a martial artist who is about to enter the half-step Spirit King Realm, not only can he not defeat a high-level martial artist of the Spirit Sect, but he has suffered heavy losses, and he has few remaining combat strength, and he has also killed all his brothers, as well as his second brother who also died at the hands of this young swordsman.

All kinds of blows are extremely heavy blows for silver-colored warriors, and they are also heavy blows in the heart.

Regarding the physical and mental changes of the dark silver Huafu warrior, and he was dazed, he didn't care at all, and he didn't have a trace of sympathy, so he slowly got up, and shook the blood beads that didn't exist on the purple mang, and then, with a wide range of figures, he came to the side of the dark silver Huafu warrior.

With a grim expression, looking at the dark silver Huafu warrior in front of him, Zi Mangqi resisted the other party's heart, and said indifferently: "Annihilation of the tribe is full of people, killing people and robbing treasures, and there is more than enough to die." 〞

Hearing Wu Wushuang's words, the dark silver Chinese warrior slowly raised his head, his blank eyes suddenly became vicious, and he said, "Do you think you can live for a long time?" You don't know who you have offended, you have a sin, you have a purple mang, you are ready to kill endlessly!"

Regarding the threatening words of the dark silver Huafu warrior, Wu Wuxi didn't care at all, and said coldly: "After accepting Shen Zongde's entrustment, I have long been mentally prepared, I am not a good person, but people always have principles and bottom lines, die! Use your blood to go to the Shen family under the ground, kowtow and thank you!"

After speaking, the purple mangs directly pierced into the heart of the dark silver Huafu warrior, shattering his heart, and the dark silver Huafu warrior died.

"Ahem, ahem... After solving the dark silver Huafu warrior, Yi Wushuang immediately moved the injury of that palm, and the sound of coughing continued to sound, in the silent and dark cave mansion, constantly reinforcing, as if the previous war did not exist, but the thousands of holes around it were showing, and he had just experienced a fierce battle.

The cough was endless, the silk was bloody, and the corners of the mouth of the mouth overflowed, and the battle ended, and the tight body relaxed, and the feeling of dizziness for a while came, and the traumatic and vain sense of spiritual strength suffered was quite uncomfortable for the artist.

Therefore, Wu Wu was not in a hurry to get out of the cave, and immediately, he sat down on his knees, and used the sword of heaven to spin the shrunken aura, and the dense aura of spiritual power rose from Wu Shuang's body, completely enveloping his figure.

"Heavenly Sword, Turn!"

His eyes were tightly closed, his whole body shook slightly, his face and body, sweat was like rain, and he was very uncomfortable to move his life palace and adjust himself under the condition of spiritual power.

Whew!

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