"Buzz!"

The three knives had passed, but the trembling sound in the air had not yet dissipated.

"It's!"

Mo Ye didn't look back, but even a qiē behind him couldn't escape his perception. Under his perception, the biochemical weapons present who had lost the accurate orders of the control personnel were already in a mess at this time, and all kinds of guys similar to "indiscriminate" attacks to the side abounded.

Out of this 'axe brother' who carried the knife, and the tricks that concealed his face were exquisite, as if he clearly saw where the target was.

The three knives that he took were quickly replayed in Mo Xie's mind, and these three knives had a name in the real world where Mo Xie was located.

It's called "Qinglong Probe Claw", and it is the most difficult move to practice in the "Guan Dao Knife Spectrum" (popular version, the version after removing all the most subtle moves) sorted out by the descendants of the 'Martial Saint'.

And the 'Axe Brother' just now, oh, now I have to call it 'Brother Guan Dao', but he did it, and he didn't do it with the relatively flexible body of a human being.

"Huh!"

Just when Mo Xie was still struggling with what the situation of this knife technique was, the knife in the hand of 'Brother Guan Dao' had already been handed out again, and the sound of Shuoshuo's wind seemed to have turned into an extension of the blade, making Mo Xie actually have a trace of scalp tingling.

This knife directly took Mo Ye's head, and there was no deviation from the previous three knives in terms of fundamental purpose.

"Humph!"

A cold glint appeared in Mo Ye's eyes, and he snorted coldly in his mouth.

At this point, he was already sure, although he didn't know what the situation was, but this guy could obviously see himself, otherwise it wouldn't have been so purposeful.

Anyway, let's get this battle done first, 'Brother Guan Dao' is tricky, but how many masters besides it......

In Mo Ye's perception, the marionettes who had lost their accurate orders were like a group of berserk orcs at this time, rampant, but without a goal.

"Boom!"

Raising the arm, the 'unicorn arm' meets the blade attacking behind him, the material of this weapon is the same as the "black technology axe" of the 'axe sister', the sharpness is insufficient and the toughness is more than enough. It's really difficult, for Mo Ye, who has always regarded the 'Huolin Sword' as a "patriot", suddenly cherished his sword at this time.

"Bang!"

The force of the Guan knife on the ground directly knocked Mo Ye sideways, but this knife and the "Green Dragon Probe Claw" at the beginning generally have a back hand, and the arm of Mo Ye was retracted after hitting it with a knife, and at the same time, with the anti-shock force fed back from this knife, Brother Guan Dao' slashed again in a completely opposite position to the previous knife when his wrist flipped!

This knife is also famous, but Mo Ye has no time to distinguish it at this time, and his body is twisted in the sand!

"Sword Three!"

Unable to choose to dodge anymore, the sword in his hand was handed over to his right hand, and the sword body turned into three!

"Nail!"

Twisting his body and backhanding a sword at the same time to avoid the Guan Dao of 'Brother Guan Dao', Mo Ye's body folded into an 'iron plate bridge'. The three swords hit a position, and the three sounds converged into one, which was exactly the killing move of the 'Sword Three' in the "Holy Spirit Sword Technique", but it was just ......

That's not right......

The sword in Mo Xie's hand did not penetrate deep into the ** of 'Brother Guan Dao', and what was stagnant at the tip of the sword on the opponent's chest was transmitted back to a metallic touch, and a trace of blood flowed out of the wound.

Such an injury is not fatal even for ordinary people, let alone that the other party is 'Brother Guan Dao'.

It seems that the other party's body is obviously tired, and Mo Ye estimates that the other party has been modified to the bone.

"Roar!!"

'Brother Guan Dao' was enraged by this move, and the knife in his hand suddenly danced into a whirlwind, and there was no other way, Mo Xie had to withdraw and avoid the edge.

"Sword Six! Remnant Sword!"

The sword in Mo Ye's hand that retreated more than ten meters away condensed, and then the swordsmanship changed!

Six swords came out together, and the sword that was fast enough to leave an afterimage was finally condensed into a single sword under the operation of the "Holy Spirit Sword Technique".

A sword, an afterimage, rushed towards 'Brother Guan Dao' like a real person, like an iron-blooded warrior who put his life on the line.

The flying sand was stirred up, like thousands of troops behind the general.

"Huh!"

The slippery opponent finally stopped retreating, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for 'Brother Guan Dao', and the Guan Dao in its hand quickly caught up, colliding fiercely with the afterimage left by Mo Ye.

"Smack!"

Guan Dao was like a defeat, and the afterimage embraced by the yellow sand was shattered at the same time, this seemingly mighty charge was so unbearable!

"Roar?!"

The huge mouth hidden under the sackcloth hood of 'Brother Guan Dao' let out a low roar, with its intelligence at this time, it was obviously unable to comprehend the phenomenon of the sudden disappearance of the target in front of it, so it was puzzled, hesitated, and the Guan Dao in its hand froze.

"Poof~!"

A fountain-like voice sounded behind 'Brother Guan Dao', and a head belonging to the 'tyrant' flew up.

"The first. ”

At this time, Mo Xie's cold voice sounded, and just then he left an afterimage, and dragged the 'Brother Guan Dao' with the help of the 'Sword Three', and then he dodged and broke into the enemy formation, and the sword in his hand took the head of a tyrant who was "Range Skill CD".

"Kill a 'Tyrant' and get 500 points. ”

The voice of the Holy Book was still the same, only this time Mo Xie heard a trace of indifference from it, as if all life was just a set of numbers in its eyes.

I don't know why Mo Ye felt an inexplicable chill at this moment.

However, this chill came and went quickly, and when Guan Dao cut through the air again, the chill turned into a stream of heat, rushing towards Mo Ye's limbs and bones, and became the driving force that urged him to dance the 'Huolin Sword' in his hand.

The sword rises, the sword falls, and the sword height glowing with a slight red light is so clean that it is not stained with a trace of vulgar blood. Or has it drunk all the filthy and pure blood of this world, so it doesn't have to use those red or black colors to render its own blood?

"Kill ......"

The voice of the Holy Book sounded again, and Mo Ye's figure danced among the group of "high-level puppets" who had lost their accurate control and were either holding Gatling and shooting, or holding a custom-made broadsword and slashing aimlessly, and when the dance stopped, all the gunfire stopped.

"Roar!!"

After too much noise, there should often be silence, and at this moment, it seems that a big hand has cut off all the organs that can make a sound in this sandy land, and the only one who roars is the 'Guan Dao brother' who has been played.

"Sword Six, it's the sword of phantoms!"

Mo Xie sighed in his heart, and the sword in his hand was inserted back into the scabbard that had been in his left hand for some time.

With the horizontal sword in front of him, he performed the etiquette of an ancient swordsman towards 'Brother Guan Dao'.

"The miscellaneous soldiers have been cleaned up, and then only you and me are left. ”

"It's also a Chinese martial art, so let's have a good fight!"

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