Chapter 647: The Afterhand

"Bell! Clang! Clang! The sound of gold and iron clashing was endless, and the two figures staggered back and forth, and the battle became a mess. The shattered sword light overflowed in all directions, broken branches and leaves flew, dust and sediment surged, and the ancient trees around the two of them were cut off and collapsed, and the ground was even cut out of horizontal and vertical sword marks.

No matter how fast the dark nineteen sword came out, Ye Chu's long sword was always one step faster, and he was the first to wait there, and every collision was like he was automatically sent to the door. Moreover, no matter how strong his sword was, Ye Chu's thin and thin figure always seemed to be like an unshakable majestic mountain, standing firmly in front of him.

In the dense exchange of two swords, after the dark nineteen felt the hot pain of the arm holding the sword, it gradually became a little numb, and the slightest tearing pain came from the tiger's mouth, and the warm and sticky liquid filled the entire palm. The meticulous robe was cracked by the strong wind stirred up by Ye Chu's long sword, and the long hair that was originally neatly pulled was soaked with sweat, and the sticky answer was messy and scattered on the scalp, and the footsteps of the dark nineteen gradually became a little confused, and the gasping became heavy between breathing and breathing.

On the other hand, Ye Chu's expression is relaxed, his red clothes are fluttering, his posture is free and easy, and his gestures are like a stroke of ink, and the long sword antelope in his hand hangs on his horns, and there is no trace to be found, but he can accurately intercept every sword of Dark Nineteen and defeat every move of Dark Nineteen with ease.

Although he fell into a disadvantage and was in danger, there was not the slightest fluctuation in Dark Nineteen's eyes. The bone sword in his hand was handed out smoothly one move after another, without the slightest intention of withdrawing and retreating.

Seeing his swollen arm, the trace of blood flowing from the palm of his sword-holding hand, the corners of Ye Chu's mouth flashed a faint sneer, obviously as long as he connected a few more swords, he would be abolished the sword-holding arm, and he could still delay and not move?! It's so forbearing! Squinted her eyes slightly, since the party that was about to be abolished was not in a hurry, then she was even less in a hurry, and the long sword in Ye Chu's hand was handed out unhurriedly. See Moves.

Dark Nineteen's gaze swept over Ye Chu's body a little erratically. On the surface, he was defeated and retreated, and even his arm was almost on the verge of being scrapped, and it seemed that he had no power to return to heaven, but he was not without gain. Although the sword intent of this prey is sharp. It made him suffer a lot. But it wasn't so much that he didn't have the power to fight back. That move, that trick is absolutely fine!

Thinking of this, Dark Nineteen did not hesitate. The vitality circulating in the body suddenly exploded, his arm shook, the bone sword in his hand turned violently, and several sword lights burst out, like a storm, and fell towards Ye Chu's head and face, the cold light in his eyes flashed, as if he could quench a sword and nailed it to Ye Chu's face, and Sen Ran's gloomy voice sounded, "It's time to end!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Dark Nineteen's flushed face suddenly turned pale, and the muscles of his cheeks twisted, extremely hideous, "Thorn! Sting! In the sound of the cloth tearing, the clothes on his upper body turned into ragged strips of cloth, like flying butterflies cracked, and were stirred into powder by the overflowing sword qi, sprinkled and fell, and the green tendons twisted and writhed like earthworms under his naked skin, and the bright red blood slowly seeped out from his arm strangely, and the blood like a thread intertwined crawled all over the bone sword in his hand, and the blood light that was dark red to purple lit up on the bone sword, and in an instant, a fierce and violent aura permeated out.

The majestic aura that Ye Chu had felt before that was bound in his body suddenly burst out like the magma of an erupting volcano. Here it comes! The faint ghost cry in his ears suddenly became clear, and the pungent smell of blood came to his face with the wind, looking at the bone sword in his hand that was full of blood and exuded an ominous aura, Ye Chu's eyes flashed a touch of vigilance, is this his hole card in the back hand?! With fluttering clothes, Ye Chu moved suddenly, and retreated suddenly, widening the distance between the two.

The breath that lingered up and down his body was manic and violent, and his snort was thick and almost condensed into substantial white smoke, and the dark nineteen at this moment seemed to be a rampaging demon beast, but his scarlet eyes were filled with calm without the slightest wave, and the evil qi rolling on the bone sword was surging, and the overflowing sword qi corroded the ground around him into one pit after another.

The moment the momentum on his body reached its peak, Dark Nineteen's figure suddenly flashed, and the short distance between the two was crossed by him in an instant, and the sharp bone sword appeared in front of Ye Chu like a ghost, not only did the speed increase several times compared to before, but the bone sword in his hand also brought a fierce wind, and slashed towards Ye Chu's head.

The wild dance of the hair being curled, although he was slightly stunned by the speed and strength of the dark nineteen, but the long sword in Ye Chu's hand did not lag for half a minute, the sharp long sword swung out, and the snowy sword light suddenly burst out, densely covering Ye Chu's body.

"Bell!" The sonorous and powerful screeching sound of gold and iron exploded like thunder, and the aftermath of the overflowing battle caused the surrounding ground to collapse rapidly, breaking the ancient trees that fell to the ground, and all of them cracked, and the soil, wood chips, and residual leaves flew all over the sky.

Wrong! The moment the two swords intersected, the green tendons on Ye Chu's forehead jumped slightly, his brows furrowed deeply, his indifferent face became a little ugly, he drew his sword violently and retreated sharply.

The dark nineteen struck a successful blow, and even took advantage of the victory to pursue, not reluctantly following the shadow, the red light in his hand The bone sword in his hand slashed down again and again without hesitation, although it seemed to be out of order, but the move of opening and closing was violent, but it was a force to drop ten times, forcing Ye Chu to parry powerlessly, and retreated again and again.

"Kick! Step on! Step on! Every time Ye Chu took a step, two deep footprints would be trampled on the ground, which showed how strong Ye Chu's oppression was. Moreover, what was even more strange was that Ye Chu stepped on the footprints that were deep in the ground, and there were wisps of faint black gas rising after she took a step.

As Dark Nineteen's steps approached, the bone sword continued to slash down, Ye Chu's steps were scattered, the muscles on his arms trembled slightly, his forehead was covered with dense cold sweat, the blood on his originally ruddy cheeks gradually faded, and he turned pale, and a trace of blood slowly meandered down the corners of his mouth.

Seeing that Ye Chu gradually showed fatigue, his gloomy gaze stared directly at Ye Chu's face, and a hideous and distorted smile appeared on Dark Nineteen's face, "Heh, the person who killed you is me, Dark Nineteen." (To be continued.) )