Chapter 262: The Difficult Three

"Stop me!!"

"Hand over the dismissal method!!"

"Huh"

Liu Xiaoming snorted coldly and fought against the two heroes. The three of them gathered together to fight each other, and Liu Xiaoming's initiative this time made the two men who were mainly brute force dare not easily release their strength and strike with all their might, for fear that they would repeat the mistakes of the past, and eventually become the ending of their sister's ass that is about to bloom.

"Oh, what's wrong, what's wrong, the attack of the two is confused, hesitant and careful to be taken by me with a knife!"

Liu Xiaoming taunted in his mouth, stimulating the fighting spirit of the two, and the two who were ridiculed used a little hard to cut off the back road to block the swordsman's position, and the mace followed up and waved it away.

"Hey, time is speeding up, in one minute, that woman will be separated!"

"Ugh!"

The swordsman's verbal stimulation made the stick man's blow gradually hesitate and confused, and the speed and strength gradually slowed down, Liu Xiaoming hurriedly fled to dodge, the mace fell and smashed into the air, and the two men looked at each other helplessly, they missed the best opportunity.

"What does it mean to speed up!"

"Probably, in a minute, the card will blow up."

Liu Xiaoming took out a red card, the curly-haired woman's eyes lit up, and she immediately realized the problem with the red card, and then ordered loudly

"Little four, second brother, take that red card! That's the key to unloading the explosion!"

"Yes!!"

The white-haired swordsman began his acting, glaring at the curly-haired woman with sad eyes and telling the woman that she had found the right answer, making the woman's heart more confident.

"This time, don't try to run!

The forked man's steel fork was inserted into the ground, and the magic power was released, and countless steel forks burst out of the ground under Liu Xiaoming's feet, and he didn't have time to dodge and scratch his skin, this time the attack deliberately avoided the fatal injury, and several steel forks struck each other and put the white-haired swordsman in place, unable to move.

The stick man brandished his mace to smash the steel fork blocking the road, and came to Liu Xiaoming step by step.

"Tell me how to get rid of it"

"Who knows. ”

"You!!"

The man raised the stick angrily, and Liu Xiaoming raised his arm slightly to show the red card in front of the man's eyes.

"Ugh!"

"Well, do you want to try it, what will happen if you smash it?"

Looking at the man's tangled face, Liu Xiaoming was overjoyed in his heart. The psychic cards that have been immersed in the waist bag are finally useful, although the psychic in them has expired and only the card is left with an empty shell, but it is still very useful to deceive people.

Of course, Liu Xiaoming's most unexpected thing was that there was a layer of tissue paper behind the golden card, which could be pasted everywhere after tearing it off.

"Get out of the way and give him to me"

Under the woman's scolding, the stick man retreated silently, and the curly-haired woman gradually approached with her steps, and the murderous aura surrounded her. The tip of the sword slashed at the swordsman's jaw, and the woman's angry voice was released

"Boy, disarm this card."

"Ugh"

"Don't let me say it a second time, give it to me!"

"Hehe, it's noisy, yellow-faced woman, I will never be lifted, it's better to die with me, and the road to Huangquan also has a response."

"Bastard!!Don't think I'm not going to kill you!!"

The light of the magic element emitted on the woman's blade, and the purple light shone in Liu Xiaoming's eyes.

Under the light of the sword, the white-haired swordsman's waist bag gradually expanded, and blue light bloomed from it. The unleashed spiritual power creates a wave that knocks back the three enemies in front of you.

The wind and waves are calm, and under the smoke and dust is the posture of a swordsman. Liu Xiaoming held a perfectly crafted ordinary iron sword in his right hand, and the soul burial blade in his left hand was placed horizontally in front of him.

"Is this!?" the two men were surprised.

"Sword, heh, even if you change weapons, what can you do!" the woman rushed out angrily, raising her knife and slashing at her.

Liu Xiaoming kicked under his feet and immediately caught up, with a perfectly crafted iron sword, it would not easily bow to the enemy's guillotine, the swords intersected, and the two of them could not tell the winner between the sparks and flying chips.

The iron sword is superbly in the hands of the swordsman, each stab is precise and powerful to the vital point, the curly-haired woman who relies on brute force is gradually unable to deal with the extremely fast Liu Xiaoming under the long-term white-knuckle battle, and over time the battle between the two sides gradually turns into a posture of a woman holding a guillotine and trying to defend.

Liu Xiaoming swept a blow towards the front door, this blow deliberately slowed down, the woman raised the knife to resist, the blade rubbed across the blade, Liu Xiaoming's right arm hurriedly retracted and used the gesture of Juming Thunder to soften the stiffness that was swept away, and then a sword stabbed out.

However, the blade of the big guillotine blade was too large, and the woman's arm was only slightly lowered to easily block the sword peak that was about to stab. Halfway through, Liu Xiaoming changed direction, and Jian Feng saw the gap in the structure of the guillotine, passed through the gap, and approached the woman's abdomen.

"What!?"

The woman felt the cold approaching, and urgently avoided it, and her body dodged to the left, and the blade that emerged from the gap slashed through her skin in a thrilling way, wiping out a trace of blood.

"Uhhh

The woman roared angrily and flipped on the spot, Liu Xiaoming's weapon didn't have time to get out of her hands, and she flipped it together, and then was thrown to the ground by the woman. The iron sword in the gap had already flown out, and the moment the swordsman fell to the ground, the woman raised her sword and jumped forward to slash.

Liu Xiaoming hurriedly flipped to the side, and the woman chopped down the gravel that flew in the way with a knife and immediately rushed towards the fleeing man.

The soul burial was in front of him, but because it was already broken, Liu Xiaoming's arm was almost numb after a few confrontations.

The woman's attack gradually became confident, her strength increased, and at the moment of urgency, Liu Xiaoming's left hand soul burial was thrown, the woman obviously froze for a moment, but soon cut off the soul burial, just as she was about to continue to follow up, the swordsman in front of her right hand stretched out, and a mechanical hook lock appeared in a flash of blue light on his arm, and shot the hook lock towards the second layer above and took off with the swordsman.

"Don't try to run!!"

The stick man jumped up and swung his mace towards Liu Xiaoming, who flew to the second floor in mid-air.

"Damn!"

Liu Xiaoming scolded secretly, and a crossbow appeared on his left arm, desperately shooting at the rushing madman. The stick man roared, his body was hit by several arrows and still swung out the stick, Liu Xiaoming's left arm hurriedly blocked in front of him in mid-air, and with a bang, the figure of the swordsman was smashed into the stone wall on the second floor by a stick.

"Give it to me!!"

The fork man roared, turned the magic power of the steel fork in his hand and released it, aiming at Liu Xiaoming's position and throwing the steel fork out.

One shield after another appeared in front of the swordsman, but the steel fork did not hesitate to pass five levels and cut six generals, penetrating the last shield and piercing the tip of the fork into Liu Xiaoming's abdomen.

"Uhh

Blood spat out of his mouth, the enemy was coming, Liu Xiaoming's hands flashed, two iron swords appeared in his hands, swept away the stones that were in the way, gritted his teeth and used his best strength to split the steel fork in his abdomen in two.

The forked man had already rushed angrily, pinching the swordsman's neck with brute force, and squeezing it hard.

"Die!!! die!!!

"Bastard!"

Liu Xiaoming stepped on the man's belly with his left foot, kicked upward, and kicked the enemy's chin with his right foot like a golden hook upside down. The jaw was hit hard, the forked man let go of his hands, Liu Xiaoming broke free from the enemy's restraints, the two swords intertwined with each other, and the sword light flashed, and the swordsman turned into a phantom and appeared behind the man.

Blood spurted out like a fountain, and the man touched his blood-covered belly in astonishment. Trembling and kneeling, gasping for air in pain.

"Little Four!!"

The curly-haired woman and the stick man killed at the same time, and the murderous appearance made people feel intimidated. Liu Xiaoming's double sword swing met the brute attack of the two.

The body of the sword was covered with scars, and the woman sneered and slashed it down, only to see that the iron sword in Liu Xiaoming's right hand was immediately shattered, and at the moment when she was snickering, the broken sword turned out to be complete in the next moment.

"How so?!" the woman thought back to what had happened, and finally understood something when she saw the blue light flashing in the swordsman's hand.

The woman showed a flaw when she was thinking, Liu Xiaoming's left sword swung the mace's attack, and then the power of the two swords was all exerted on the woman's side. The gorgeous fencing skills are all dedicated to the woman's guillotine, and the swords intersect, and with a bang, the woman is broken.

In just ten seconds, Liu Xiaoming didn't rely on spiritual power to hit thirty consecutive blows, and the stick man on one side was completely shocked, if it weren't for the sound of breaking the defense, he would probably have been immersed in this gorgeous and fast sword technique.

Liu Xiaoming's hard work was cut down, but unfortunately it was interrupted by a sudden mace.

Both sides evacuated one after another, widening their distance. Eyes face each other.

Liu Xiaoming sighed lightly and began to move, but he did not rush towards his opponent.

"Hey!

"Damn!!, his target is the little four!!"