Wang Yue's shot speed was quite fast, and the edge of the sword light.

Dong Zhuo's body was indeed cut by his blow, and blood splashed everywhere as if he didn't want money.

However, then, something terrible happened, Dong Zhuo's broken body not only did not fall, but also began to heal automatically so weirdly.

Basically, when Wang Yue's sword just left the wound on Dong Zhuo's body, the flesh that had been cut in that place had already healed automatically.

It was as if he had cut not flesh with his sword, but a river.

It's really a terrifying perverted self-healing power!

Rao is as strong as Wang Yue, but he couldn't help but be stunned for a while, looking at the monster in front of him whose head and body were cut open, and the next moment he was unscathed, withdrew his arm, and stayed directly in place.

"Hit him in the head! The recovery effect of Dong Zhuo's totem ability is too perverted! Seeing that Wang Yue was in trouble, Gao Zhi was now on the side to support.

Head?

Wang Yue comprehended, and the long sword in his hand came out again.

The reason why he didn't hit Dong Zhuo's head before was because he believed that the head was the most flexible place for a person to dodge and react the fastest instinctively, while the chest area was the largest and the abdomen was where a person's center of gravity was, which were the most difficult to dodge and easy to be hit.

And he is confident that with his lethality, no matter where he hits the chest and abdomen, the opponent will lose his combat effectiveness.

But now, Dong Zhuo's perversion made him retract his thoughts in an instant.

Taking a breath, Wang Yue suddenly leaned over and stepped forward, bowed and arrowed in front of this big stride, and directly crossed the space of nearly three meters in one step, and stepped directly in front of Dong Zhuo.

At the same time, the sword light in the sky was like stars in the night, enveloping all the visions in front of Dong Zhuo.

The dotted sword light fills the entire void, a little cold light is not extinguished, and two points of cold light are born again, and the cold light images caused by these sword lights have more and more trends over time!

Gao Zhi, who was watching the battle for Wang Yue, saw it in his eyes, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, he found that he still underestimated Wang Yue, a master at the level of a kendo master.

With Wang Yue's current sword speed, it even exceeds Gao Zhi's hand speed.

Even compared to Gao Zhi in the state of blessed qigang, an attack from one direction is probably not much inferior!

Even Dong Zhuo, who was still fearless just now, seemed to be taken by him for a while, and he didn't have the slightest power to fight back, so he could only be in front of his head, constantly swaying his body protection qi to avoid the edge for the time being.

'Zheng Zheng Zheng' The battle between the two is sparkling.

Every time Dong Zhuo took a step back, a light curtain like ink condensed in front of him, and this ink-colored light curtain was immediately pierced by countless bursting sword shadows, until the next light curtain was silently generated.

All of a sudden, the two sides were at a stalemate.

However, as time went by, as the attacker, Wang Yue's heart was actually really the more he fought, and the more he sighed.

Dong Zhuo in front of him was stunned by his "rough skin and thick flesh", and formed an iron wall with his fleshy body.

It's not an adjective, it's a real wall-to-wall defense!

No matter how Wang Yue racked his brains, stabbing up, down, left and right, serial stabbing, and blessing Qi Gang in his hand was extremely sharp, enough to sharpen the sword of iron and steel, but he could not break through the opponent's defense!

Even if Dong Zhuo's flesh and blood were cut off, this pervert could also recover quickly, while Wang Yue's physical strength was gradually consumed.

Turnarounds, changes, and so come!

The crisp sound of metal clashing sounded abruptly.

'Zheng, Zheng' made Wang Yue's eyes widen subconsciously.

The wave of sword light that was still standing on the wall just now collapsed in an instant, and the flowing sword light disintegrated like a tide, and the sword light that was overflowing at high speed seemed to affect even the air.

The air begins to distort and fluctuate visibly with the naked eye, as if the air in high temperatures is occasionally visible and sometimes produces distorted light.

It is like a clear pool of water, because of some kind of object stirring under the water, it suddenly becomes turbulent.

Dong Zhuo was holding the tip of a sword with one hand, clamping the long sword that Wang Yue had slashed horizontally.

Dong Zhuo looked at Wang Yue's stunned face and grinned.

It wasn't that his hand was faster than the sword, but that he could see the subtle movements of the other party's fingers and the direction the blade of the sword was pointing.

When it comes to a military general of Dong Zhuo's level, his perception is very keen, and where the sword is sharply pointed, the body of the person being sensed will have a stress sense.

He just stopped his palm along the middle line of the sword blade as soon as Wang Yue swung his sword, and the opponent's long sword would naturally fly over and crash into his interception.

Of course, this approach seems simple, but it is actually quite difficult, otherwise Wang Yue would not be shocked.

You must know that the key to the swordsmanship he just performed lies in the wrist, through the rapid shaking of the wrist, the sword body of the long sword in his hand will be trembled, and the master of the sword can use this trembling of the sword body to produce an instantaneous continuous stabbing effect.

What is especially terrifying about this kind of sword technique is that once you fall into the rhythm of being attacked continuously, no matter how you parry, it will accelerate the opponent's sword speed, and all the opponent needs to pay is a slight flick of the wrist.

However, even so, after Dong Zhuo opened his own talent totem, relying on the means of brutal coercion, he was stunned and forcibly cracked Wang Yue's trick!

Of course, he did not pay the slightest price.

With the sword piercing the flesh and blood, and a deep voice, countless sword shadows all disappeared, and in their place, countless blood flowers were shot.

Then, the blood on Dong Zhuo's hands began to seep out, and on the back of his hand it gathered into a red stream, flowing downwards and dripping to the ground.

Slowly raised his fist, a viscous black mist gushed out from his body, and the position of his elbow was slightly bent, rapidly accumulating strength for the next blow.

Dong Zhuo's body was already approaching in an instant, and Wang Yue, who had just had time to withdraw his sword and return to defense.

Wang Yue's wrist fell, the tip of the sword rebounded, and the long blade in his hand drew an arc with the rebound force, with his wrist as the center, with the rebound force of the sword hand's attack, it turned downwards and slashed towards Dong Zhuo's waist.

Dong Zhuo's eyes were fierce, he didn't dodge or dodge, he continued to move forward, and spread his hands.

And Wang Yue's sword blade is still too late to take it back externally!

At this moment, Wang Yue hissed, like a giant python breathing out, his waist was concave two inches, and the sword in his hand sank rapidly, and at the same time let go of one hand, held the sword with one hand, and used the lower end of the hilt to block Dong Zhuo's probe.

At the same time, Wang Yue took advantage of the power of Dong Zhuo to hit the hilt of his sword, using the palm of his right hand as the lever fulcrum, and the sword slashed lightly towards Dong Zhuo's neck.

The two fought for only a moment, and they came to the point of life and death several times.