Wei Zhuang, given you such a long time, it should be finished, right? Come on! Come on! Let's see if your sword can be earth-shattering, and if you are qualified to be called invincible in the world!

didn't let the Blood Bell Boy wait for a long time, and the next moment he set up his sword posture, the battle began.

"Sword swing...... The world"

Wei Zhuang first groaned, then drank violently, and when the last word came out, the aftermath was still echoing in the cold wind, his eyes froze, and his feet shook the ground.

Rumble!

The ground shook, and the snow within a radius of ten paces was shaken into the air by an explosive force, revealing the slightly dry black earth below.

Thundered......

The rain curtain in the air poured down like a torrent, and in an instant, the blood bell boy fell into a white world, his five senses were disordered, the noise filled his ears, and he looked around, a snow-white water, full of flowing and dancing water.

Here it comes!

The alarm in his heart suddenly appeared, and the next moment, there was a sound of cracking the sky, and a red rainbow appeared in the sky, cutting the white world.

Qiang~~

The surging curtain of snow parted from it, and a bloody sword tip burst through a vacuum passage to his chest.

It's good to come!

Between the lightning and flint, the blood bell boy moved with the sword momentum, and as soon as the long sword came out, his wrist turned sharply, and the heart sword turned into a cyan vortex, and the shark tooth sword was involved in it.

Dingding.........

The heart sword body twisted rapidly, and a circle of sparks wrapped around the shark tooth sword exploded, and in an instant, the sword blades of the three exchanged thousands of times, and the dense sword sound echoed endlessly, like a rainstorm hitting the ping, and a circle of shock waves spread outward, like water ripples.

Within a radius of ten steps, the air flow was turbulent and the atmosphere was oscillating. Clouds of snow that had not yet fallen exploded in the air, scattering into snow foam, and flowers splattered in all directions.

What a strong force!

The three swords struck, and after an instant, the blood boy hole suddenly shrank, and he was terrified. The heart sword in his hand twisted countless times in an instant. It is believed that even if a piece of steel falls into it, it will be twisted into pieces and shattered bones, but the shark tooth sword does not seem to be affected in the slightest, like the pillar of optimus, the sea god needle is unshakable, and it stabs forward with determination.

Bite~~

With a low sword roar, the sound of weapons clashing finally stopped, and the heart sword took off its hand and flew high into the sky.

Recite~~

The blood of the shark tooth sword skyrocketed. Without stopping, he stabbed straight into the blood boy's chest, and before the sword arrived, the hot and cold sword qi that burst out had already torn through his clothes, cutting slender bloody holes on the skin on his chest.

If you want to kill us, it's not that easy!

The eyes of the two killers froze, the corners of their mouths grinned, and for the first time, a cruel smile that could be called hideous appeared on their perennially calm faces. The veins on his face were bruised, and his eyes were open with cold light. Showing a mouthful of white teeth, he stretched out his right hand. He poked into the tip of the sharktooth sword.

Bang!

A large area of stagnant water exploded, flying all over the sky, the earth surged, and the sand and gravel splashed, Wei Zhuang pushed the killer's body forward rapidly, and the two killers stuck their feet into the ground. A long, deep black trench was plowed through the cyan stone bricks.

The wind was howling in their ears, everything was circulating around them, and the three of them ran and stopped, and in the blink of an eye, a long black mark of seven or eight feet was drawn on the snowfield, and the speed gradually slowed down.

Rumble!

Sediment. The earth and rocks, the stagnant water, flew outward, and a black and white lotus flower burst under their feet, and the two of them slammed their feet on the ground, finally making Wei Zhuang stop.

Syllable...... Syllable...... Syllable......

Crimson blood flowed from the wound and dripped down the shark-toothed sword, splashing bewitching blood flowers in the pure white snow.

The cold wind blows and the cold rain flies.

The three of them just stood on the ground opposite each other, motionless. The shark-toothed sword was between the two, the hilt of the sword was held in Jing Ke's hand, and the cold tip of the sword just touched the skin on the chest of the blood bell boy, but it was tightly clamped by two slender fingers, and he couldn't move an inch.

A piece of rain fell from the sky, and it happened to fall on the erected blade of the shark tooth sword, and it was silently cut into two pieces, and fell into the stagnant water under the feet of the two people, and it was difficult to find it again.

Click.

The two heart swords fell from the sky, one in front of the other, and the blades of the swords plunged into the earth, reaching the handle.

"What a fast sword! What a strong sword! If it weren't for the sword posture in advance, if it weren't for the strength far beyond ordinary people, I would have been seriously injured if I didn't die at this moment. Wei Zhuang muttered.

It seems that a certain switch has been turned on, and Wei Zhuang has finally moved. He blinked his eyes, sighed softly and let go of his fingers, took a step back, tore off a piece of clothing casually, bandaged his right palm, which was torn by the sword qi and was already bloody and blurred, and with a movement of his mind, the muscles in his chest squirmed slightly, squeezing the wound and stopping the blood from flowing out.

Then, he looked at the eyes of the blood bell boy, and said lightly tentatively: "If I guess correctly, in addition to the swordsman's own cultivation, the power of this heart sword should also change with the change of mood, the two of you are full of fierce energy, so this heart sword master kills, if the heart is clear, if the intention is like a cloud, then this sword is between the righteous path, right?" Speaking of this, Wei Zhuang paused slightly, and then asked himself, "The stronger the evil qi, the stronger the killing intent, and the greater the power of the sword move, this characteristic is quite compatible with the heart sword in your hand." ”

"But in this way, the power of the sword just now is obviously not at its peak, otherwise even if I have prepared in advance, I am afraid it will be difficult to save my life under your sword." Within ten steps, the world is invincible', although this sentence is a little exaggerated, but this earth-shattering sword is barely worthy of it. ”

Obviously, Wei Zhuang appreciates such a challenging opponent.

The Blood Boy remained silent and did not answer, but the shock in his eyes had already told Wei Zhuang the answer.

"This time our brother lost, Mr. Xie Jingke Weizhuang gave advice."

With a pull of his hand, the heart sword in the distance turned into a blue light and shot back, and sank into the scabbard on his waist with a sonorous sound. The two blood boys bowed to Wei Zhuang, waved their sleeves, tapped their toes, and retreated into the rain, leaving only blood stains on the ground, which looked shocking.

In this battle, although the 'Heart Sword' was not destroyed, there was already an obvious crack, and if it was not remedied in time, it would be difficult for the Blood Boy to make an inch of progress in this life.

Therefore, the two of them wisely chose to retreat, while Wei Zhuang rationally chose to stay, because no one could determine whether this was the enemy's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain.

Pieces of white air came out of his mouth, and Wei Zhuang gasped rapidly, and he was afraid for a while. Death, he is no longer afraid, he is afraid that he will fall here, he is afraid that he will not be able to move forward, he is afraid that he will be separated when he is just reunited with his lover, he is afraid that he will never have the opportunity to see the day when the purple girl puts on her wedding dress, and he is afraid that he will be buried in this rain with regret and resentment, and disappear in obscurity.

Dead dark clouds lay on top of the earth, whining north winds swept the rain and scattered it everywhere, and the green bricks were bleak and slaughtering. (To be continued......)