The dark red blade reappeared, faster and stronger than the last time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This light is as thick and heavy as blood, and the blood is so strong that it even affects people's consciousness.

It is still a sword drawing technique, but this time the power is obviously greater, Zhang Ren was not intimidated by this blood, he did not retreat but advanced, the seven-star sword did not know when it appeared in his hand, and the seven giant stars suddenly appeared, as if the thunder of the nine heavens swept away all the filth, and it was like a lighthouse in the darkness to show people the way.

The light of the Seven Star Sword slammed into the flying blades, and the air flow after the impact swept away the surrounding dust, forming a huge circle, and the clothes of the two were also swept by the air current.

The Northwest martial arts community applauded Zhang Ren's hand, you must know that this is the demon knife Muramasa, it is not easy to be able to compete head-on and have the upper hand, and Feng Qingyang's face is more ugly when he sees this scene, he knows that Zhang Renqiang is not expected to be so strong, but he knows that Miyamoto Ichiro is the strongest person who will come to the dragon capture this time, and there is no one.

Miyamoto Ichiro couldn't help frowning when he saw that the sword drawing technique didn't work, but he didn't think much about it, and he could see that the sword in Zhang Ren's hand was also a divine weapon, otherwise it would not have been possible to be undamaged under the attack of the demon sword Muramasa. Since the sword drawing technique could not solve Zhang Ren, the knife in Miyamoto Ichiro's hand suddenly came out of its sheath, turned into a bloody light and crashed into the long sword, stabbing straight to the chest.

Zhang Renyou will not let him succeed, Zhang Ren stood in front of his chest, unloaded the power of the demon knife, and then with a backhand, the seven-star sword stabbed out from an impossible angle, and the speed was extremely fast, making people unguardable. It is one of the seven movements that Zhang Ren has practiced since he was a child.

Miyamoto Ichiro didn't expect such a tricky angle, but he was a person who was killed from the sea of blood, and his intuition was amazingly terrifying.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding ......" a series of gold and iron resonance, the two of them played fast, a cup of tea time, has been exchanged a hundred moves, the speed is extremely fast, the people in the audience are dumbfounded, some people who are not enough to cultivate can only see the afterimage of the Dao and the flying black and bright sword.

Aside from anything else, the fight between these two people can be said to be extremely exciting, and some martial artists even have a sense of enlightenment, which has infinite benefits for future cultivation.

"Hmph!" Zhang Ren snorted, all the internal forces were transported in the sword, and the seven-star sword light suddenly soared, turning into a sky of sword light and enveloping Miyamoto Ichiro.

Miyamoto Ichiro's face changed in shock, but he didn't panic, the demon knife village was quickly drawing circles around, the dark red sword light reappeared, and the light of the blood moon appeared around Miyamoto Ichiro, as if there was a magnetic force, attracting the sword light from all directions, and then shattering it.

After this move, the two of them turned pale and panted, and it seemed that these two moves were not a small burden on the two of them.

Miyamoto Ichiro cheered up and said solemnly: "You are good, very powerful, and the best opponent I have ever met, but unfortunately, you still have to die in my hands today." ”

Zhang Ren smiled and didn't speak, seizing all the time to recover his internal strength.

After Miyamoto Ichiro finished speaking, he held the demon knife village in the middle of his face, and the blade turned outward, dividing his face into two, and suddenly, Miyamoto Ichiro's breath became unstable, and said with difficulty: "It is also your luck to die under this knife, I believe that if I kill you, I and the demon knife village will break through again!"

Miyamoto Ichiro's face changed suddenly, one side was miserable white, and the other side was blood red, hideous and terrifying, as if the evil ghost from hell was about to tear the person in front of him to pieces.

Zhang Ren's forehead hair suddenly stood up, and an extremely dangerous aura made Zhang Ren feel uneasy, this was the martial artist's instinctive reaction to danger, and he was just about to respond, when he suddenly heard a sound in his ear.

"Kill with a knife!"

"Kill with a knife!"

For a while, there was only a faint black light left in everyone's eyes, this black light was extremely thin, but in fact, the terrifying power contained in it was terrifying, which was also the reason why Zhang Ren felt dangerous.

On the opposite side of Zhang Renchang in Miyamoto Ichiro, the pressure was the greatest, and in Zhang Ren's eyes, a black line came towards him, rapidly dilating in his pupils.

The Seven Stars Feiyun stepped up, and Zhang Ren tried his best to avoid this black light, but the speed of the black light was too fast, and there was no way to avoid it. Zhang Ren had to try his best to dodge and avoid the vital point, and the same seven-star sword unfolded the seven-star determination.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems like a ten-thousandth of a second.

The black light suddenly exploded in front of Zhang Ren, along with the stone slab under his feet, and a burst of dust dispersed, and the people in the audience choked on the dust and coughed, and waited until the smoke and dust cleared, and a piece of nothingness appeared in front of everyone.

"Hahaha!" A burst of laughter sounded in everyone's ears, and Miyamoto Ichiro's laughter spread throughout the audience, "You're finally dead! Finally died under my sword! I'm invincible!"

"Where is Zhang Ren? Where is Zhang Ren? Was he really killed?" all the people in the Northwest Realm were thinking about this question.

Feng Qingyang was very happy at this time, and said with a smile: "Zhang Ren, you are finally dead!

There was a commotion in the Northwest Kingdom's art world, and everyone panicked.

"Haha, a bunch of idiots!" Zhang Ren descended on the ring.

"No, no, no, this can't be! How could you survive under the killing slash?" Miyamoto Ichiro couldn't believe his eyes, this was his stunt! And no one had ever survived his trick, and Zhang Ren was the first person to survive the killing slash.

It turned out that Zhang Ren avoided half a move and took half a move under the killing slash, but under the powerful killing slash, Zhang Ren still tried to avoid it, with the seven-star sword as the support, hiding on the side of the ring, in the blind spot of everyone, so everyone thought that Zhang Ren was dead.

Zhang Ren looked at Miyamoto Ichiro in a somewhat crazy state, and said with a smile: "This is your killing sword? It's up to me next. ”

Before Ichiro Miyamoto could react, Zhang Ren flew up, the seven-star sword flashed, the blade appeared in front of Ichiro Miyamoto, the hilt of the sword shook, and a huge head rose to the sky, and then Ichiro Miyamoto's body fell straight down.

Ichiro Miyamoto died before he could recover from the shock just now.

Blood gushed everywhere, the scene was extremely bloody, and the people on both sides were frightened by Zhang Ren's iron-blooded methods, especially the wind was clear, so frightened that he couldn't speak, and under his legs, a pale yellow liquid flowed out.

The scene changed so quickly that some people couldn't even react, Koizumi Mitaro had just come back to his senses, his face was gloomy as water, but he didn't have anything to do, the person was already dead.

Demon Sword Village also fell on top of the ring, screaming in grief.