Chapter Ninety-Two: One Hundred Thousand Urgent, Critical

"Boom!" Shangguan Xiu spitted viciously at the ground

Shangguan Xiu was reprimanded by the knife like this, and his dignity of pampering was obviously stimulated, and he immediately held a grudge against the knife. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This thing has never bowed to people, this time he pretended to be pitiful and bowed his head a few times, but he didn't expect that the fierce knife guy didn't buy his account, and he really slapped him hard.

"King Yang, I don't care what you have to do with the Shadowless Sect that has disappeared for four or five hundred years, today I will kill you with a fierce sword, you will not survive the rising of the sun tomorrow. Look at the knives! ”

This fierce sword and fast sword have always been dissatisfied with each other, and the last time in Nangong Zhuang was because of King Yang, the fierce sword lost to the fast sword, which caused the ranking of the seven masters to let the fast sword ride on his head. Therefore, the fierce knife is very deep against King Yang. What's more, Kuaijian has already announced to outsiders that King Yang is his closed disciple. As long as this closed disciple is killed, he can completely anger the fast sword. Only in this way can he provoke a grudge with the fast sword again, and he will have a full excuse full of gunpowder if he tries his tricks with the fast sword.

King Yang understood that this fierce knife was not sincerely working for Shangguan Yingbao, and the reason why he stood on Shangguan Yingbao's side was completely for the sake of being able to fight against the fast sword.

King Yang shook his head helplessly, and only old monsters like Fierce Knife would not distinguish between right and wrong for this reason: just to be able to fight against the fast sword, he was willing to abandon the name of the Seven Great Masters and be driven by Shangguan Yingbao!

The fierce knife slashed at him, insisting on King Yang's death, and a dazzling knife light flashed from the blade, which instantly illuminated the night sky of the East Village like lightning in the night.

This knife is not only bright and bright, but the knife qi is also sharp. The Ascension Technique was only one or two layers of the derivation period of a few villagers, and they couldn't look directly at such a knife light, and they were forced by the knife momentum, even if they hid far away, they also felt the sharpness and oppression of this knife.

Shangguan Xiu narrowed his eyes, and he couldn't look directly at this knife.

"King Yang, you're dead!" Shangguan Xiu gloated in his heart, in his opinion, the knife was more domineering and murderous than the previous one.

In the face of the attack of such a figure as the fierce knife, King Yang felt oppressed and helpless like never before.

In the past, he fought against any opponent, even if he encountered a big man like Shangguan Yingbao, or even in the face of a master like a heavy hand, even though Yang Wang's strength was far inferior, he still had a chance to escape desperately. But in the face of such top masters as fierce knives, Yang Wang didn't even have a chance to escape, from the moment he attacked, Yang Wang only felt suffocation, oppression, and even a negative thought of giving up, accepting his fate, and obediently waiting for death in his mind.

"No, I can't die yet!" Hearing the rumbling explosion in Nancun, King Yang's mind was like a resurrection, and in this moment of lightning, he regained his desire to survive.

Cha! Click!

Four swords, the long sword in his hand attacked four swords in an instant.

It's all the "Hua" character trick swordsmanship learned from the fast sword.

The four swords dissolved, dangdangdang, facing the opponent with one knife and blocking four times in a row.

"Huh?" The knife slammed. In the night, I couldn't see where King Yang's four swords came from, but they really blocked his blades. And the four swords turned into moves, one sword at a time, and he dissolved his sword momentum one by one. This kind of swordsmanship, even when it was a duel with a fast sword, had never been seen before.

The sword of Jinghong was unexpectedly turned into fifty percent of the sword power by the four swords of King Yang. But the knife is so fierce that even fifty percent of the knife force is enough to split a house.

Seeing that the fierce knife continued to slash, King Yang suddenly rushed out horizontally, dodging the carriages loaded with black powder.

"King Yang, can you even dodge my slash!?" Knife was a little incredulous at such a fact.

After all, he was much stronger than King Yang, and even if the knife just now was a shadow fist or a heavy hand, there was not much possibility of avoiding it. But King Yang avoided it, thanks to the four sword moves, he vividly dissolved fifty percent of the sword power in his sword momentum, and slowed down the speed of the sword by half.

At this time, the fierce knife began to realize a terrible problem: if King Yang had the strength of Shadow Fist and Heavy Hand, he was afraid that he would be able to compete with him, and even have a chance of winning him!

At this time, there was a sudden "boom" in the direction of Beicun.

Before Yang Wang, Mengdao, and Shangguan Xiu could react, the ground shook suddenly, and a loud "boom" came from the direction of Beicun again. Immediately after the third and fourth sounds, a series of cannons fired, and the ground shook even more. In particular, there was one loudest loud noise, and the entire floating continent under his feet seemed to lose its balance for a short time, and it was obviously tilted, and then it slowly regained its balance and stability.

"North Village, it's North Village, and ...... Bombed again!! King Yang was shocked and angry, watching the same huge mushroom cloud tumbling and rising from the sky above Beicun, Yang Wang's great compassion was touched fiercely, and he couldn't help but burst into tears when he thought that the villagers of Beicun were blown to pieces.

On this small floating continent, the creatures living on this land have no way to fly to the sky, and Shangguan Yingbao, for his own selfish desires, actually disregarded their life and death, and mercilessly wanted to blow up such a floating continent and put them in a place where they would die without a place to be buried.

"King Yang!"

In the midst of great grief and indignation, King Yang suddenly heard a voice calling him.

The sound passed by as soon as it passed, and Yang Wang didn't know where the cry came from, as if he was lost in his mind and hallucinated.

"Haha, Kitamura has been blown up again! Good, good, good! Shangguan Xiu laughed, very happy.

The children of such high-ranking officials seem to be born cold-blooded, Beicun was razed to the ground, thousands or even tens of thousands of villagers died in an instant, and their bones fell into the abyss and the air. Such a miserable scene like hell on earth was completely ignored by him, and all covered up by him as a "good" son. The cold-blooded heart is like this, and it is not an exaggeration to kill him a hundred or a thousand times.

"Folks, the South Village and North Village have been blown up, and it is estimated that all the villagers in the two villages have been killed. If you are still afraid of death, the next village to be bombed will be our East Village. King Yang looked at the villagers who kept retreating, "Think about your family, think about your children." If you don't want to lose this home and your children, please rush up without fear and splash the cart of black powder so that it can't be lit or exploded! ”

King Yang's words were immediately like a slap in the face, so that the frightened villagers instantly understood the key to this time and found courage and guts.

When he thought that his home had been blown up, that his children had lost their lives, that there were no bones, that there was no place to bury them, that he was immediately full of indignation. As soon as the villagers made a sound, they rushed forward one by one, scooping up the water and rushing to the wagon, trying to wet all the black powder that could destroy the village.

"Fierce knives, can't let them splash water, can't!" Shangguan Xiu ordered loudly.

"Look for death! Yelling at the old decay? Old decay is not your family's minion! The old monster's fierce knife suddenly turned around, and it slashed towards Shangguan Xiu.

His sword is condensed, and looking at this continent, there are few people who can block his sword. Shangguan Xiu is not even as good as King Yang, how can he block his knife. Under the knife, the sword flashed everywhere, and it immediately split this high-ranking official's son who was screaming and commanding, and the Shangguan Fu who was lying at his feet into half a wasted man.

"Fierce knife, you-" Seeing the fierce knife kill Shangguan Fu and Shangguan Xiu with one slash, King Yang was a little surprised.

"King Yang, don't you want to teach them to wet the black powder on the car!" The blade of the knife turned again, and the next knife was aimed at the villagers who splashed water!