The sword light is like snow, and the killing intent is like a needle. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before the sword light fell, Zhou Daoyun was already cold, and his whole body was like falling into an ice cave.

This sword is not complicated, but it has a strong and strong aura on it, which all illustrates a problem.

The man holding the sword was a cultivator!

Not only a cultivator, but also a very powerful cultivator!

Zhou Daoyun was attacked before and after, and he was terrified in his heart, at this moment, he naturally already knew that someone had asked him to come here, naturally he didn't really kill Yang Hao to talk to him about how to take revenge, but someone set a trap and sniped himself here!

How could a Japanese ninja and a Chinese cultivator join forces to snipe themselves?

These questions flashed through his mind like a comet, but he didn't have time to think about the answers to them, because the deadly sword light had fallen.

The sneak attacker had apparently planned everything, using the chaotic crowd to assassinate him, then pushing himself back, distracting himself from dealing with the ninja in front of him, and then he delivered the fatal blow.

Seeing that sword light slashed towards his neck like thunder, Zhou Daoyun's cold hairs all stood up at this moment, and the shadow of death had completely enveloped Zhou Daoyun.

Seeing that the sword light that was ready to go was about to submerge into Zhou Daoyun's body, Zhou Daoyun roared in a low voice, and his internal qi was surging, and his internal qi gathered in his palm, and slapped it towards the sword light with one palm.

He is a master of the Dacheng Realm, condensing his internal qi in his palm, even if the opponent is holding a sharp sword, it will cause a certain amount of damage, but with a surging internal qi body, even if he is injured, it should not be too serious.

As for the dagger from the female ninja in front, he didn't have time to be distracted to resist, so he turned sideways, ready to hold this dagger hard, and with internal qi to defend himself, this dagger shouldn't be able to stab too much.

His palms collided with the light of the sword, and he felt his wrists suddenly cold.

His eyes widened suddenly, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

His palm, which was full of vigorous and turbulent internal qi, didn't even block that sword light!

The sword light directly cut through his palm without any obstacles, and then cut his entire palm neatly and neatly.

What kind of sword is this?

How could it be so sharp!

The sword light did not pause because of this, but naturally went down, and continued to slash towards his chest.

At the moment of life and death, Zhou Daoyun's toes suddenly exerted force, and the whole person moved a foot towards the rear in an almost impossible and strange way.

It was also this distance of one foot that allowed Zhou Daoyun to avoid the danger of being disemboweled, but even so, the sword blade still slid down against his body, cutting through his clothes, and sliding on his stomach, leaving a long bloody wound.

Not only that, because of the miscalculation of the front, his body suddenly retreated to the rear, but because of this, he got closer to the young woman approaching behind, and the dagger in the woman's hand stabbed without hesitation.

The dagger entered the body for three points, and there was no way to pierce it, and the internal qi in Zhou Daoyun's body was already densely packed in the muscles, and he clamped the dagger tightly.

The young woman was not reluctant, she quickly and neatly let go, turned over one after another, and catapulted towards the rear, but just avoided Zhou Daoyun's palm horizontal fan, this palm contains a strong internal qi, not to mention a person, even if it is a piece of granite, it will be easily crushed.

Zhou Daoyun missed the blow with a blow, his body staggered two steps, and before he could stop, the sword light had already flown again.

A sword was distracted, like a flying immortal out of the sky, and stabbed directly into his throat.

Zhou Daoyun didn't dare to resist, the sword just now had fully proved the ferocity of the attacker and the sharpness of the sword.

He is now poisoned in his body, although his physique is stronger than ordinary people, I don't know how many times, under the pressure of internal qi, the toxin erosion is much slower, but the toxin is still in the body after all, eroding his whole body minute by minute.

He touched the ground on his toes, waved one arm, and the whole person floated backwards as if he were rising against the wind, and in front of him, the sword was like snow, only pointing at his throat.

One advance and one retreat, the speed of both of them was very fast, but between the two of them was still, and the blade of the sword was always less than a meter away from his throat.

It was between this advance and retreat, with the help of the faint firelight around him, Zhou Daoyun finally saw the face of the man holding the sword clearly.

It was a rather handsome man's face, with a bit of toughness, a bit of dignifiedness, and a bit of undisguised murder.

It was a face that Zhou Daoyun didn't know how many times he had seen it, and he never expected that he would meet him here.

He came to Zhonghai this time to kill this person, but before he could do anything, he had already been ambushed by the other party.

Zhou Daoyun's heart suddenly understood, I am afraid that the other party has long known that he left the Zhou family to kill him, and he has been staring at himself closely, and now he is even more powerful to get rid of himself.

As for the sharp sword in Yang Hao's hand, Zhou Daoyun already knew the origin.

Snow Sword!

One of the rewards for the first place in the Ancient Martial Arts Conference, sharpening iron like mud, extremely sharp, and unstoppable under the infusion of internal qi!

Zhou Daoyun knew that Yang Hao's strength was good, but in his news, Yang Hao was not proficient in swords, but the sword just now and the current sword had completely subverted his cognition.

Zhou Daoyun broke his palm, and he was poisoned again, and the whole person was already like a trapped beast, although he was a master of Dacheng Realm, but he knew that if he continued to entangle, he was definitely not Yang Hao's opponent.

He just wanted to escape now, but Yang Hao's sword chased Daoyun like a maggot on the tarsal bones and rose up in a hurry, but this power was sometimes poor after all, and Zhou Daoyun's body fell.

Zhou Daoyun had already taken a deep breath the moment he fell, he calculated the distance between himself and Yang Hao, he should have enough reaction time to dodge Yang Hao's sword at the moment he landed.

Zhou Daoyun was attacked just now in a hurry, and there was no way to exert all his strength, Zhou Daoyun believed that as long as he stood still, even if he only had one hand, he would definitely be able to kill Yang Hao.

The gap between the Dacheng Realm and the Xiaocheng Realm is not a little bit, even if it is only a line, but it is also the difference between the heavens and the earth!

Yang Hao actually wanted to use Xiao Chengjing's strength to assassinate himself, it was just a dream!

Zhou Daoyun's toes fell to the ground, and with the rapid stabilization of his supported body, he suddenly exerted his strength, and his body was about to roll out to the side and back, he would use this roll to dodge Yang Hao's sword, and at the same time launch a counterattack.

Zhou Daoyun's face showed a strong and incomparably murderous aura, a guy in a small Cheng realm, he actually forced himself to be so embarrassed that he even cut off one of his arms, and almost killed himself!

It's a shame!

Kill him!

Gotta kill him today!

Zhou Daoyun stared at Yang Hao's eyes tightly in front of him, and his toes exerted force, but at this moment, Zhou Daoyun suddenly found that Yang Hao's eyes showed some obvious mockery.

At the same time, the sword in Yang Hao's hand, which seemed to have been exhausted, suddenly erupted, accelerating instantly, and before Zhou Daoyun's body could roll out, it had already penetrated his throat.

Zhou Daoyun's eyes widened, and he watched as the sword light sank into his throat, and the cold feeling instantly penetrated his throat.

Zhou Daoyun's eyes bulged out suddenly, and he opened his eyes wide, looking at Yang Hao with an empty right hand, his eyes were full of horror and disbelief.

He didn't expect that Yang Hao was already familiar with the sword to such an extent, and in such a situation, he still had spare strength, and he could even change, at the moment when he had just breathed, Yang Hao actually changed his grasp to push, and slapped the Drifting Snow Sword in his hand with one palm, so that the Drifting Snow Sword accelerated instantly, and pierced his neck before he could dodge!

Yang Hao's body rushed and grabbed the hilt of the Drifting Snow Sword, his body did not continue to move forward, but braked sharply, and his body quickly retreated, away from Zhou Daoyun.

The Drifting Snow Sword pulled out of Zhou Daoyun's neck and brought a bloody arrow.

Yang Hao retreated three meters away from Zhou Daoyun, then stopped, looked at Zhou Daoyun coldly, and on the other side, Sakai Rika also retreated two or three meters away, holding the dagger, and looked at Zhou Daoyun vigilantly.

Zhou Daoyun is very powerful, Yang Hao will not put himself in danger, although he will definitely die if his throat is pierced, but if he gets too close, it is difficult to guarantee that he will be counterattacked by death.

Zhou Daoyun covered his throat with one hand and pointed at Yang Hao with the other, his eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness.

Yang Hao said in a deep voice: "Your son wanted to kill me three times and twice, so he deserves to die, and you are arsonic, and you are even ready to poison me, so you should also die!" ”

The blood on Zhou Daoyun's neck kept gushing out, and the strength in his body also disappeared rapidly with the flow of blood, and he fell to the ground weakly, his eyes looked directly at Yang Hao, and his eyes were full of remorse and unwillingness.

When he came to Zhonghai this time, the only thing he was worried about was Sun Tianhai, who knew that Sun Tianhai did not appear at all, and he had already died in the hands of Yang Hao.

Yang Hao didn't speak again, just stared at Zhou Daoyun quietly, his eyes were cold, without the slightest pity.

Sakai Rika looked at Zhou Daoyun and swallowed a sigh of relief, she and Zhou Daoyun fought for a few moments, although Zhou Daoyun has always been suppressed, but the fierce and vigorous aura on Zhou Daoyun's body made him very frightened.

Yang Hao said that this is a more powerful and fierce opponent than him, but it is a pity that his strong strength has not had time to show at all, and he has been slashed by Yang Hao under the sword.

Rika Sakai glanced up at Yang Hao opposite, the snow sword in Yang Hao's hand was bloodless, standing there, silent, like a grim reaper in the night.

Unconsciously, Sakai Lixiang knew Yang Hao two more points in her heart.

This is a powerful man, and likewise, this is also a ruthless man!

I don't know why, Rika Sakai looked at the murderous Rika Sakai, but she was not afraid at all, but inexplicably remembered in her mind the way he looked at himself with a helpless face, holding a poached egg to his side......