The last way of the sword, the sword is simply throughout, all the cultivators who were swept by it along the way were all cut in half, what was the sword camp or the wolf Hao Moxiang camp, all of them were cut off!

The place where the sword finally extended, it was not just the place where the man and woman looked at each other, I saw that the cultivator suddenly sighed, slowly shook his head, but the stunning beauty on the opposite side smiled slightly, and the finger lightly touched the tip of the cultivator's nose, and the cultivator disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already moved sideways dozens of meters away. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And that stunning beauty, as if she didn't notice the existence of the knife at all, let the knife slash past her body, and her body was blurred for a while, and she disappeared in front of her eyes out of thin air, as if she had never appeared.

"It's hard to see each other, it's hard to say goodbye, my heart is broken without a trace......"

In this bloody battlefield, the cultivator sang an old song to himself, as if he had just appeared, as if everything here had nothing to do with him.

Look at the overlord knife again, the last knife was chopped, Miyamoto had been broken into pieces of meat, the terrifying knife marks were bottomless and stretched into the distance, the overlord knife thrust the handle into the ground, wrapped around the violent green mang, and roared: "Who else!"

The surrounding cultivators all retreated, they came here to fight for a place, to fight for a reward, not to give their lives, who would have thought that the Heavenly Tyrant of the Tyrant Sword was so domineering, regardless of the enemy and me, he shot and killed, unequivocally!

Just when everyone was very taboo about Badao, suddenly a ghostly figure suddenly appeared in front of Badao, smiled in his mouth, and said, "And me." ”

This cultivator is none other than the guy who cruised on the battlefield and retreated with one blow, everyone didn't expect that such a cunning and sinister guy would be so backbone and dare to collide head-on with the tyrant sword!

And unlike the unrivaled momentum just now, there was a deep helplessness and exhaustion in the eyes of the sword, and he watched the long sword in the cultivator's hand stabbing into his chest like a poisonous snake, but he didn't react.

Syllable!

Qingmang, who seems to be unparalleled by the sword, the violent energy, was scattered by the touch of the long sword, and the shape was empty, and the long sword had reached the heart of the sword in an instant, and if he advanced one more point, the sword would die on the spot.

The cultivator couldn't help but smile and said, "You can fool everyone, but you can't fool me, let you die today, remember my name, my name is Han Biao!"

After that, the long sword flashed violently, the cultivator held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and used the speed of the high-speed sprint to send the long sword forward, and the sword had already closed his eyes, yes, he was seen through, and the seemingly domineering and unparalleled shape was actually the end of the sword.

In Han Biao's expectant eyes, the long sword advanced rapidly, and it was only a fraction of a millimeter away from piercing the overlord sword!

"The tiger talisman is mine!hahahaha......" Han Biao laughed proudly.

0.01 seconds passed, and the long sword was only a fraction of a millimeter away from the sword!

0.05 seconds passed, and the long sword was only a fraction of a millimeter away from the sword!

A second passed, and the long sword was still only a fraction of a second away from the overlord sword!

Three seconds passed, and the speed of Han Biao's sprint had begun to slow down, and the long sword in his hand had already stabbed to the end, but the overlord sword was getting farther and farther away from him......

"What's the situation?" Han Biao was dumbfounded, staring at it, but saw a dark chain, I don't know when it had been wrapped around the waist of the sword, and the knife was being pulled back quickly.

"Han Biao, long time no see, are you okay?"

Gong Xu greeted warmly on the other side, without any awareness of robbing the monster.

"Gong Xu, how do you know it's me?" When Han Biao blew up the door of his house, he said it almost face-to-face close to the sword, he didn't think that Gong Xu could hear it so far away. What's more, who is he Han Biao? He was just a former archaeology student.

What about now? He, Han Biao, is a cultivator who kills people like hemp in battle, shouldn't Gong Xu be surprised? Shouldn't he be nervous? What is the situation with this strange expression?

"Hey, hey, it's quite unexpected, it's really right, I just said that this Inner Mongolia is mixed with Zhejiang accent, such an iconic sentence, there is really no one else except you, I haven't learned for a long time without what you said. ”

As soon as Gong Xu's chain was pulled, the knife was pulled to Gong Xu's side, and the back of the neck was pinched and lifted up by Gong Xu.

"You, grab my tiger talisman!" Han Biao was furious, but his confidence was insufficient, but in the end, such a sentence came out that made everyone collapse, like a kindergarten child snatching a toy.

"Hey, I can't say that, I saw it first. Gong Xu's face is not ordinarily thick, and even the answer is a kindergarten routine, and Han Biao suddenly has no temper at all.

This is the battlefield of cultivators, there is no difference between robbing and not robbing, everyone has long been aware of killing and being killed when they come here, let alone robbing things.

Besides, Gong Xu's words are indeed invincible, didn't you say that I robbed you of the tiger talisman? So according to your logic, the sword is the first thing I saw, of course, it should belong to me, so I am now justifiably taking back what I found first, what's wrong?

It's really wrong, but Han Biao was stunned for a while, he didn't know how to answer, he couldn't sit on the ground and cry loudly, roll around, right?

Even if he was fighting for the rest of his life after the sword robbery, he was fought over by two people, as if he didn't exist at all, and his face was really a little unbearable. Who is he? A sword that has slashed countless cultivators with one sword, making the cultivators around him avoid it! Here he is being fought over and over as if he were looking at a dead person, like what kind of words?

"I said, "Don't ......."

"Surrender or death?"

The words that had been brewing for a long time were directly interrupted by Gong Xu before they could be spoken, and the interruption was extremely domineering!

The battle in the distance has ended, and the subordinates of Spore and Wolf Hao Moxiang are chasing and killing the remnants of the slaughtering sword, and the two of them have taken the opportunity to get to Gong Xu's side, and they admired Gong Xu even more for a while.

"Hey, down!"

People are under the eaves, they have to bow their heads, and there is a piercing killing intent coming from the back of the knife's neck, so that his blood is congealed, until now, the knife doesn't know what kind of person the character behind him is, but that kind of decisive tone, and the rogue attitude just now, really make the knife unpredictable.

Forget it, if you can't figure it out, you won't think about it, Ba Dao simply gave up, take one step at a time, it's better to die than to live, finally so far, he's still panting, isn't he?