Chapter 1299

"I left two marks on your breast, and now I will engrave them on your heart."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Dao had already jumped up high, slashing at the top of Wei Zhuang's head with his double knives from the air.

Suddenly, Wei Zhuang only felt as if a mountain had poured down from the sky above his head, causing his entire scalp to explode.

In a hurry, Wei Zhuang used the dragon head knife to resist across his head.

However, he only took Yang Dao's knife, and Yang Dao's other knife slashed along Wei Zhuang's neck at the moment of chopping.

Wei Zhuang hurriedly retreated, the sharp tip of the knife almost wiped Wei Zhuang's neck, even so, there was still a blood mark on his neck, and when he wiped it with his hand, it was full of blood.

This scene is so thrilling that just a little bit, Wei Zhuang will die on the spot.

Everyone around was watching all this intently, and there was a thrilling feeling.

And Tai Sui over there was leaning on the Taishi chair, supporting his chin with his hand, looking at all this indifferently.

As for Gao Ying, she became more and more nervous, and the sweat had already wet her entire back.

Yang Dao landed, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, he originally thought that this move would definitely be able to take Wei Zhuang's life, but he didn't expect to be dodged by the other party.

"Next time, you won't have such good luck."

I only heard Yang Dao roar, and the double knives swung into the shape of a cross, rushing all the way towards Wei Zhuang.

The cross knife method is Yang Dao's best stunt, and at the same time, Yang Dao also used this knife technique to leave two indelible marks on Wei Zhuang's chest.

Wei Zhuang's pupils shrank slightly, and for a while he only felt that all the nerves in his body were tense and tense, and a trace of nervousness instinctively appeared in his heart.

Back then, Wei Zhuang was defeated by Yang Dao's move.

Now, it is the time for Wei Zhuang to be ashamed of the snow, whether it can be done depends on this moment.

"Heavy knife!"

Wei Zhuang roared, and his whole person was as steady as a rock in an instant, and his speed was obviously much slower than just now.

This speed seems to be slow, but in fact, it seems to contain a wonderful power, and in an instant, even Yang Dao's speed seems to slow down.

Clang......

The heavy knife slashed out, with a force like a thousand pounds, and slashed heavily on Yang Dao's double knives.

Only the sound of the bell was heard, the flames splashed everywhere, and Yang Dao's whole person retreated several steps, and the knife in his left hand was broken in two on the spot.

"How is this possible?"

There was an exclamation all around, Wei Zhuang's knife just now actually directly cut off a knife in Yang Dao's hand, how powerful does this have to be to make such a terrifying knife.

This knife directly broke Yang Dao's cross knife technique.

Yang Dao was also a little out of proportion, he quickly retreated, and Wei Zhuang on the opposite side continued to slash at Yang Dao with the dragon head knife in his hand after breaking his two knives.

In the end, after seven or eight slashes in a row, Wei Zhuang finally slashed Yang Dao's shoulder.

The blood flowers bloomed, and Yang Dao wiped a trace of hideousness on his face.

"Sure enough, I have some skills, and I can actually break my cross knife technique."

"Ten years ago, I might have lost to you, but in the past ten years, you have improved, and I have also improved."