Chapter 737: The Great Knife of Volley

Du Niang's black sword is about four feet seven inches long, and the whole body is pitch black.

The owner of Du Niang's black sword was originally a "one-handed god" sword Wuke, but unfortunately, the current sword Wuke has long become a wasted person. Jian Wuke was imprisoned in the dungeon of Nameless Village, and perhaps this sudden flood had already killed him. Five years ago, Tie Jian Lixiang was defeated by the black sword of Du Niang, who had no sword and no guest. The faint scar on his face was still faintly painful in the dead of night. What hurts even more is his heart! Tiejian Rika never married, and she used the sword as her companion, but in the duel with Jian Wuke five years ago, she lost very badly. What about this time? Tie Jian Rixiang didn't know! Because this time it was not Jian Wuke, but Li Chaodu.

Is it true that Li Chaodu's Du Niang swordsmanship has reached eighty percent as he said? In the past, the sword Wuke was said to have learned only sixty percent of Du Niang's swordsmanship! In this way, isn't Li Chaodu's Du Niang swordsmanship already surpassed that of the sword Wuke?

Tie Jian Rika thought, and suddenly sneered. He felt that he had been worried! In the past five years, he has not had a day of leisure. Five years of hard training, devilish torment. He believes that his efforts will definitely pay off. What's more, Du Niang's swordsmanship is not as terrifying as the legend.

Li Chaodu's eyes stared at Tiejian Lixiang tightly, and that look was like a resentful woman who had been parting for many years, looking at her beloved Lang Jun. He didn't move, and neither did Tiejian Lixiang.

Luo Xiaofeng suddenly spoke: "Iron Catcher ......"

Tie Jian Lixiang didn't look at Luo Xiaofeng, and said coldly: "In this battle, Luo Zhutou, please don't interfere, I can deal with Li Chaodu alone." ”

Luo Xiaofeng stood still, he knew Tie Jian Lixiang's temper. Whatever it is, sooner or later, there will be a duel between these two people. What's more, the mastermind behind this man-made flood is most likely Li Chaodu.

Li Chaodu is a murderer, if he hadn't had the gold medal of the imperial court, Luo Xiaofeng would have arrested him a long time ago.

To deal with people like Li Chaodu, maybe you can only use bloody methods in the rivers and lakes.

Li Chaodu didn't take Tiejian Lixiang in his eyes. He drew his sword arrogantly and frivolously. Du Niang's black sword, the sword went sideways, and stabbed the iron sword Lixiang's lower abdomen. Li Chaodu's shot was spicy and vicious.

Iron Sword Rika had already flown into the air, he let out a loud shout, and the long sword on his waist automatically popped out. The iron sword struck a sharp flash, stabbing Li Chaodu in the chest. The area of the chest is large, and there are many chances of success. What's more, the sword of the iron sword Rika has done its best.

The sword is as powerful as lightning.

Li Chaodu's sword couldn't be stabbed anymore, even if he could stab Tiejian Rixiang's lower abdomen, he wouldn't have a chance to dodge Tiejian Rixiang's desperate blow.

If Li Chaodu didn't want to be injured under Tiejian Lixiang's sword, the only way was to return to the sword to save himself.

Li Chaodu didn't want to fight hard with Tiejian Lixiang, so as soon as his Du Niang's black sword stabbed out, he immediately came back. He wanted to use Du Niang's black sword to seal the iron sword of the iron sword Lixiang. But he didn't expect that the iron sword of Tiejian Rixiang suddenly rose diagonally halfway. The original target was Li Chaodu's chest, but now the long sword suddenly drew a half-arc and swept across Li Chaodu's legs. This move was indeed unexpected, and what was even more unexpected was the sword speed of Tiejian Rika. The speed of this sword was more than twice as fast as usual. The speed of this sword is very difficult to see in the whole world! Li Chaodu lost the opportunity at the beginning, and this move was even more miscalculated. Li Chaodu wanted to return to the sword to block it, but it was too late. The sword of the iron sword Rika has been killed. Even if this sword can't kill Li Chaodu, at least it can abolish a pair of Li Chaodu's legs.

Li Chaodu's face was pale, and in a hurry, he actually supported the boat with his sword, and his body flew up diagonally.

There was a crisp sound, the sound of two swords colliding.

The Du Niang black sword in Li Chaodu's hand flew out of his hand and fell into the flood five zhang away. Li Chaodu's body flew out from the opposite direction and also fell into the water.

Although the sword of Tiejian Lixiang did not hurt Li Chaodu. But Li Chaodu threw his sword and fell into the water, and he was defeated badly enough.

The red-faced man on another big boat shouted, "Owner...... The owner ......"

Li Chaodu floated twice in the water, and then was swept away by the turbulent flood.

Tiejian Rika's face was still cold, but there was a hint of brilliance in his eyes. After all, victory is pleasant, and the dark clouds that have been stuck in my heart have completely disappeared with the victory of this battle.

As soon as the red-faced man stomped his foot, the big ship approached the ship of Tiejian Rixiang.

The big boat where Tiejian Rika was located seemed to be nailed into the water, and it didn't move. Not only did this one ship not move, but the whole cloister pavilion was transformed into seven large ships that did not move! Perhaps, there was some mechanism at the bottom of the ship, or there was a heavy iron anchor.

The big red-faced man's ship had rushed straight ahead. People were surprised to find that on the rickety boat, the red-faced man actually carried a knife and mounted his horse, as if he was a general leading thousands of troops.

The two ships were about to collide with each other. The red-faced man on the boat suddenly shouted. In the midst of the loud cheers, the big red horse let out a long roar and jumped up like a dragon. The big knife of the red-faced man slashed in the air.

The big knife of the red-faced man is one foot and three feet long, and the sharp head is four feet and three inches. The broadsword weighs about 100 catties. People borrow horsepower, and the force of this knife is enough to shock the world, crying ghosts and gods! No one can catch this knife hard.

Rika Iron Sword stood still, staring at the big knife that slashed straight down.

In the firelight, the broadsword shone brightly.

The crowd exclaimed, and everyone pinched a cold sweat for Tie Jian Lixiang. The blade head, which is more than four feet long, is close to the top of Tiejian Lixiang's head.

Tiejian Rika didn't make a hard connection, the soles of his feet suddenly slipped, and his body fell back a few feet. He sped backwards, his thin body brushing past the sharp blade.

There was a loud "click", and a good big ship was cut into two pieces by the big knife of the red-faced man.

In the midst of the people's exclamations, the body of Tiejian Rika hovered in mid-air, and then, like a vigorous swallow, flew to another ship.

The prisoner wagons and general servants on the ship had been transferred to other ships long before the two men went to war.

The big ship where Tiejian Rika was located was sinking rapidly.

There are six large ships left in the cloister.

The red-faced man immediately slashed his sword, and his ship crashed straight again.

He destroyed three more large ships in one go, and eight of them had no time to escape, and all of them fell overboard.

The red-faced man did not stop, he became more and more courageous, like an undefeated god of war in mythology. The people screamed and fled, and four or five more officials fell into the flood in a panic.

The red-faced man's boat crashed straight again, and he immediately stood at the bow of the boat with a horizontal knife, and the big knife slashed straight down. This time, instead of slashing at the big ship, his broadsword slashed at a person, a man who suddenly flew into the air. Although this person is bare-handed, his skills are faster than Tiejian Rixiang!

(End of chapter)