Xue Lang slashed it with a knife, but it felt like it was cut on a pile of cotton, and there was nowhere to focus.

At the moment when Liu Yucheng and Zuo Boyang flew out, the moment the goods were still facing away from them, their feet were raised strangely, and they kicked on the other party's back, and the kicked goods took a step forward and let out a muffled snort.

Xue Lang's cloud-piercing feet are absolutely strong, but he still didn't cause a heavy blow to that guy.

The guy took a step forward, unloaded the impact, turned around and slashed down, when there was a bang, Xue Lang took two steps back, followed by a shake of his body, and hit the wall successively in Zuo Boyang and Liu Yucheng, and the moment he slid to the ground, the wind and rain of the knife dance were impervious, and the whirlwind generally blew towards Xue Lang.

With a single slash, Xue Lang's chest and abdomen were surging with blood, his pupils shrank suddenly, his hand was phantom, and the sword light flickered, blocking the opponent's fierce attack.

The feet, occasionally flashed, raised strangely, like a poisonous snake out of a hole, specifically attacking the guy's lower three lanes, forcing him to move and change positions, give up the opportunity to hit the combo in hand, and attack again.

In the fierce battle, this master was shocked.

Obviously, his skills are higher than the other party, but under the stormy attack, he can't help the other party not to say anything, and he is forced to dodge.

The speed of the opponent's knife was not fast enough, but it accelerated strangely and suddenly during the split, not to mention, the strength was still superb, far exceeding the speed and strength that his strength should have.

And the other party's hand is even more evil, even if he sees the two rings on the other party's hand, every time the knife body is not allowed to be shot, it is also super powerful, which makes him gradually see the joy of hunting.

It's a lost stunt!

There is also the opponent's foot, kicking without warning, often at an incredible angle to the point, so that he has to be distracted to defend and dodge, otherwise, he would have taken him down a long time ago.

But these are only temporary guarantees that he will not be defeated, and they do not threaten him.

He spent all his time chopping and dodging, and laughed strangely: "Hand over the means of hitting the blade of your sword, I can make you immortal, hand over the kung fu on your feet, I can not waste your martial arts, and I can let you enjoy endless glory and wealth." ”

His ugly voice clearly reached Xue Lang's ears in the fierce battle, but Xue Lang couldn't answer.

The speed of the opponent's attack was too fast, and all his energy was on capturing the trajectory of the opponent's knife, and he had no time to care about it at all.

Even if his physical and mental strength had begun to show fatigue, he didn't have the energy to answer.

That guy was a bit of a cat playing with a mouse, slashing down with a knife, suppressing Xue Lang, constantly repeating his request, seemingly, discussing, seemingly, thirsty for talent, he actually promised to let Xue Lang make any request.

Xue Lang didn't say that he couldn't answer, even if he could, he knew that this was a lie to his father, not to mention that he couldn't teach these to the other party, even if he could, after teaching, it would be his own death.

Even if he is caught, he can resist all the torture, with this person's skill, no one can prevent the raid on the mountain village, Xuefeng and the others fall into the hands of this goods, will they exchange it? Even if Xuefeng and the others are safe in the plum garden, what if grandpa falls into his hands?

So, it will be either you die or I live, and there is no way back at all.

He gritted his teeth to defend the spiritual platform, desperately blocking, thinking intermittently about how to solve today's defeat.

However, the answer is no.

The jingle sound, in the huge space dense can not be heard, the fierce battle between the two of them smashed the conference table more than ten meters long, in a mess, there is no object around the two, all of them are smashed in the fierce battle between the two.

In the fierce battle, Zuo Boyang snorted, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, struggled to get up, staggered out two steps, picked up the fallen Tang knife, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and did not rush towards the battle group.

He has already suffered internal injuries, and if he doesn't hurry up to stabilize his injuries, let alone whether his cultivation is regressive, and his qi and blood are not running smoothly, if he goes up, not only will he not be able to help Xue Lang, but he will also be sent to death, and it will affect Xue Lang.

The moment Xue Lang got up in Zuo Boyang, his physical strength gradually ran out.

In the desperate block, my eyes began to glaze.

But he didn't give up, he still gritted his teeth and stood firm, and the movements in his hands were slow, but he still held the line.

He didn't know how long he could hold out, and he didn't know if Zuo Boyang and Liu Chengcheng's injuries could kill a strong enemy whose strength had dropped greatly after his defeat, but he wouldn't give up until he fell.

After a long battle, even if the opponent is not injured, his physical strength will be greatly reduced, and his strength will naturally decline. For every point you hold onto, you have an extra chance of winning.

This is the reason why Xue Lang insisted.

That guy is not having a good time, Xue Lang's speed is slow, he also has no crushing strength, and the consumption of physical strength is also not small, although he is pressing Xue Lang, he will not be able to deal with this guy whose strength is average in his eyes for a while, but it is absolutely difficult.

This strengthened his belief that he wanted to get his hands on the unique job in the hands of the person in front of him.

He had lived for decades and had never seen any of these methods. It's too tough, it's too weird!

Liu Chengcheng also slowly struggled to sit up in the fierce battle between the two, but did not stand up, just sat cross-legged, holding the dragon's teeth, and closed his eyes motionless.

He also suffered internal injuries, and he also had no strength to move, and only by stabilizing his injuries as soon as possible could he help.

Xue Lang's eyes gradually blurred, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted, blocking every knife of the opponent, and reflexively kicked out a kick and slashed a knife, instinctively counterattacking.

In the fierce battle, for a full five minutes, the guy was already panting, but he still couldn't take down Xue Lang, and he gradually became agitated.

In the fierce battle, with a loud shout, the wheel knife swept away, trying to disrupt Xue Lang's defensive rhythm.

Xue Lang's somewhat heavy brain suddenly woke up at the moment of his wheel knife, and a strong palpitation stimulated him to regain his senses suddenly, and at the moment when the opponent's knife slashed, a short body, a backward kick to the fight, avoiding the sweeping blade at the same time, kicked under the opponent's jaw.

Yaga!

The guy was furious, the knife didn't have time to retract, and he didn't dodge, his other hand was horizontal, and he bent his elbow to block this weird kick, and at the moment when his upper body shook, he kicked Xue Lang who was flipping his body.

Xue Lang didn't have time to dodge, he crossed his hands in front of his chest, and resisted the kick under his head and feet.

Boom!

A huge force surged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in Xue Lang's blood surge, and the person rolled up.

At the moment when he was hit, Zuo Boyang, who closed his eyes, opened his eyes suddenly, his feet fell suddenly, his figure flashed, holding a knife in both hands, splitting Huashan with one force, opening and closing, and slashing down.

Just as he was about to catch up with the tumbling figure and crush the difficult fly in one fell swoop, the guy judged that he couldn't ignore the knife behind him.

Seeing that the perfect opportunity was lost, he became furious and shouted: "Baga! I don't care about you!! ”

In the shouting, the knife was picked up violently, the body was turning, exerting all his strength, when there was a loud bang, a knife slashed Zuo Boyang's Tang knife away, and in the flickering sparks, he raised his foot and kicked Zuo Boyang's chest with the empty door wide open.

Burst!

Zuo Boyang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the person instantly lost consciousness, and his body was like a kite with a broken string, rolling and smashing against the wall.

At the moment when Zuo Boyang flew out, in the rolling, Xue Lang bit the tip of his tongue violently, and the moment his mind was cleared by the severe pain, he tightened his abdomen and body, and his toes slammed on the wall, and while unloading the impact, he suddenly bounced up, his body shot back, and the ghost in his hand slammed down.

A trace of violent ferocity flashed in that guy's eyes, and the moment Xue Lang pounced, he shouted loudly, and the wheel knife slashed at Xue Lang.

With this knife, he used all his strength, and one knife was enough to make Xue Lang's injuries worse, and he flew away, losing his resistance.

But at the moment when the two knives were about to touch, a loud noise suddenly came, the sound was dull and distant, as if it came from hell, and it was so depressing that it made people's breath unpleasant.

This loud bang roared like thunder in the guy's ears, and while his mind was in turmoil, the whole movement paused, and there was a brief pause.

At this moment, Xue Lang slashed his knife with a knife, and when there was an explosion, he took a few steps back, his body shook, and he almost fell.

Yaga!

This guy was furious, controlled his body in the cursing, and slashed at Xue Lang at the moment when Xue Lang landed and followed him with another slash.

But at the same time as he swung his knife, dang! Another loud bang came into the ear drum, his head buzzed, his chest was stuffy, his strength was instantly weak, and his spirit was in a trance.

Xue Lang was completely awake at this moment, and at the moment when the other party was stunned, the knife suddenly accelerated, and at the moment when the other party was terrified and barely blocked, with a bang, he fell back again and again.

With this knife, Xue Lang made a mistake at his feet and slashed at the opponent's neck.

Even if the jumpsuit can't be pierced, the fragile neck can't withstand the huge slash.

It's like cooperating with Xue Lang, the moment he slashes, the moment that guy swings his knife and hastily blocks, dang! A loud bang came again, making the guy in a trance, and he actually forgot what he was doing, as if his soul was about to leave his body.

Xue Lang knew that the opportunity was fleeting, so he tried his best and slashed it down.

Although the thing was in a state of flux, his fighting instinct made him make the right move, swinging his knife to block the killing slash with one blow.

This knife Xue Lang tried his best, plus he couldn't even exert two percent of his strength, although he blocked it, but the huge force surged, and at the same time that the back of his knife hit his shoulder, a mouthful of blood spurted out, if it wasn't for the coveralls to cover it, it was estimated that it would be a picture of dancing in the sky.

He was shocked, he didn't know what was going on, his mind couldn't hold on, and in the fierce battle, there was a setback, and his soul was about to leave his body.

What kind of means is this?

The fear he hadn't seen for years actually came to his head, and he had the idea of fleeing.

But at the moment when his thoughts came to him, a loud bang came again, and the voice was dull and depressed, making his soul tremble.

At the same time as the loud noise came, Xue Lang slashed down again, and at the moment when the other party barely blocked it, but was not hit hard, and was ready to fight back, his feet were raised strangely, and in the bang, it was like beating a drum, and he kicked him in the chest in a row, and at the moment when a loud bang spread, in the click, he kicked and broke the ribs of the opponent who lost his protective power.

The guy poofed, spurted out a mouthful of blood again, staggered under his feet, and his consciousness was blurred.

Xue Lang's feet didn't stop at all, and at the moment when the loud noise followed, he kicked the opponent's head in a row, and with two slams, the guy's body rose from the ground, unconsciously floated to the side, banged on the wall, and slipped down like noodles.

The moment he lost his ability to resist, he sat cross-legged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the willow defeated city shaking the bell of the Three Realms, and the person fell to the ground.