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What a domineering sword!

Wang sighed in his heart, but a trace of fighting intent rose, and his body swept to a high place, overlooking the direction of the sky.

The two walls of the first line of heaven are hundreds of zhang high, and only one person can pass through the narrow passage, a giant man like an iron tower, holding a war knife, and straddle a huge bluestone like a golden knife.

One person, one knife, blocking thousands of heroes!

Badao's eyes were full of brilliance, domineering, sneering and confronting the heroes, and his contempt was unabashedly revealed.

"With you wastewood, you also want to fight for the relics of the Son of Yama, I! Why don't you pee and take a picture, you are also worthy? ”

The arrogant attitude of the tyrant knife was fully revealed, and the mouth cannon was released, which directly opened the group mocking skill.

However, among the people present, almost all the martial artists understood the power of the sword, and even if they were angry in their hearts, they didn't dare to make a rash move!

"You're still not convinced?" Ba Dao laughed, looked around at everyone with his eyes, pointed out his fingers again and again, and pointed at the martial artists at the scene: "Waste wood!" Waste wood! It's all waste wood, waste wood like yours, Lao Tzu can pinch one hundred and eighty of them with one hand! ”

This guy's skill point for pulling hatred is full! Wang Dong couldn't help complaining, he was about to make a move, his figure flashed, and someone had already rushed out first.

Wang Dong stared at the strange gentleman.

This is a swordsman shot.

This swordsman made an extremely extraordinary move, and with a bang, the sword light bloomed one after another, like a lotus flower condensed by sword qi opening one after another, and a black-clothed swordsman stepped on the lotus flower formed by the condensation of sword qi, and shot towards the overlord sword at a gallop!

A fierce and murderous sword momentum. The storm swept away towards the sword.

The black-clad swordsman was not only as fast as lightning. There is also a majestic trend of thousands of horses rolling flat posts. The sword light was dotted, turning into thousands of cold stars, spreading out in the air, and in just a few breaths, it had already covered all the key points on the body of the sword around the sword into the range of sword attack and killing.

This person's swordsmanship attainments have advanced to the superior realm, and even Wang Dong can't ignore it, such a swordsmanship master. It should never be unknown.

Sure enough, when the crowd was neutral, there was a burst of exclamations, and many people recognized the identity of the black-clothed swordsman.

This black-clothed swordsman surnamed Wei Mingxingkong, his swordsmanship is also like a flying dragon, majestic, like a general who commands thousands of armies and horses, wherever the banner goes, thousands of troops and horses will attack and roll to, it seems that no matter who or anything is in front of him. They will all be crushed by the iron hooves of thousands of horses.

With just that, you can see how powerful Wei Xingkong is. The sword is a master, blocking the thousands of warriors present, while Wei Xingkong is the majestic sword momentum of thousands of troops, gathering the momentum of the warriors present, slashing towards the overlord sword of the world, and striking the momentum of the opponent.

"It's just a local chicken and a dog, even if there are thousands, what are you afraid of?"

The overlord sword was not afraid, laughed wildly, and the war knife in his hand made a streamer that tore through the air, slashing through the air, and directly intercepting the sharpest edge of Wei Xingkong's sword.

Wei Xingkong wanted to gather the general momentum and suppress people with momentum, but the overlord sword was more crazy and domineering than him, not only did he not retreat or avoid it, but he also wanted to cut Wei Xingkong's sword momentum with one sword, so that the former could not form a general offensive of heaven and earth.

"Only the weak would think of crushing the opponent according to the general trend, Wei Xingkong, your swordsmanship is the same as your people, too weak!"

The sword broke through the air and slashed, the swords intersected, and the sound of gold and iron resonance trembled, echoing in the narrow hollow valley of the first line of sky, as if the collision of the thunder drum and the electric hammer, and the vibrato lasted for a long time.

Wei Xingkong seemed to be a sword that condensed the general momentum of thousands of troops and horses, and was directly cut off by the overlord sword, and this was not only that, but there were also domineering and peerless majestic forces pouring into his body from the sword, shaking the qi and blood in his body endlessly.

Wei Xingkong looked at the sword that was still sitting on the bluestone, his face changed greatly, and the other party was much more powerful than he imagined.

"How many swords can such a weak sword be able to block my sword?"

It was only at this time that the overlord suddenly stood up, his figure was nine feet high, his physique was majestic and burly, like a giant god, and this suddenly stood up, and there was a kind of wanton domineering!

As soon as the war knife in his palm turned, a faint trembling sound rose into the air, and the sword roared earth-shatteringly, shaking the entire Heavenly Canyon as if it were trembling, and the huge echo matched his voice, like a roar of thunder!

The sword is down, bang! The hard bluestone immediately shattered, and his burly figure suddenly rose from the ground, jumping to a height of seven zhang in the air.

Swish!

"Look at the knife!" The body of the sword was in the void, with a wild laugh, the war knife in his hand was raised high above his head, and he immediately slashed down!

The snow-bright sword light was like a galaxy falling from the sky, forming a huge knife curtain and slashing towards Wei Xingkong.

As the name suggests, the overlord is extremely domineering, this type of volley strikes, a knife cut into the air, showing a kind of rolling spirit.

The above strokes, the most used is the strong to crush the weak, because at the same time as the body is in the void, although with the help of the downward split, the power can be doubled, but at the same time, it also exposes the empty door, which is very easy to be caught by the opponent and broken with one blow!

Facing Wei Xingkong, the overlord knife actually performed such a knife move without any scruples, obviously not taking Wei Xingkong in his eyes.

"Arrogance!" Wei Xingkong was furious in his heart, but he forced himself to press it down, calming his mood down, his mood and sword momentum merged again, and his mood was like the coldness of the sword blade, and he quickly calmed down.

The long sword in Wei Xingkong's palm spread out in the air, paving a series of sword momentums one after another, which was bound to block the fierce and powerful sword of the overlord sword.

The sword light and the sword light flourished at the same time, blooming with a breathtaking look.

Among the present, except for some martial artists who had great confidence in their martial arts, the rest of the martial artists had already retreated to Baizhang to open the battle.

In the first sword exchange just now, the concussive sound waves generated, the martial artists who were a little closer were all shocked and bloody, and this time the power was even worse than before, but not many people were willing to taste the pain again.

However, to the surprise of everyone present, this time the sword exchange did not make the slightest sound, which contained the collision of the two of them with all their strength, and they froze in mid-air for a moment, like a pantomime, and they were divided as soon as they were touched.

Only those who have reached a certain level of martial arts can see the mystery of the blow of the sword and Wei Xingkong, and the control of the strength of the two of them has reached an extremely clever state, and the moment the swords intersect, the sword qi and the sword qi will continue to blend, disintegrate, and collapse!

In that short moment of stagnation, not only did the energy cancel each other out, but even the sound was dissolved, which formed a state of silence.

"Good! This is the second knife, and then the third knife! ”

The sword was useless, but it became more and more excited, the battle intent rose, the war knife waved, and the air flow was crushed by the dense knife light.

Wei Xingkong fought with his sword to block, and the fierceness and domineering of the opponent's sword technique was really the only one he had ever seen in his life, and he needed to squeeze every bit of strength in his body to barely block it.

The sword light and sword light continued to fight, and with Wei Xingkong as the center, the foothold under his feet was also like a raging hurricane, causing an earthquake, the ground cracked inch by inch, and the huge cracks like spider webs continued to spread.

Boom!

A crack extended to a huge hard bluestone, in the continuous vibration of the energy, it didn't last long, just a few breaths suddenly exploded, scattered stones splashed everywhere, fortunately the warriors present have withdrawn from the hundred zhang, otherwise I don't know how many people will be injured by the burst of stones.

Wei Xingkong's tiger mouth had already been cracked open, and the blood in his palm was dripping with blood, and he smiled bitterly in his heart, but at this time, there was no way to retreat, once the sword was released, unless the opponent was completely defeated, the knife would never be put back into the sheath.

And with the ferocity of the sword technique, the people who were defeated in his hands were killed on the spot, and half of them were seriously injured and dying, and the remaining half of them could only barely save their lives, which is one of the reasons why although there were many martial artists present, not many people were willing to be the first birds.

Wei Xingkong rode the tiger hard, so he could only swing the sword hard, but the strength contained in the sword was endless, almost like a river and ocean, wave after wave, and suddenly there was a shock, and in the click, the sword in Wei Xingkong's hand finally couldn't withstand the blow, and it was shattered.

The long knife of the tyrant knife reversed, and slammed the back of the knife on Wei Xingkong's chest, hitting the latter more than ten feet away.

"Hahaha! Joyfully! Ba Dao put the war knife on his shoulder, stood tall, and laughed: "In the past three days, your surname Wei is the first person who can receive more than forty-nine knives, although it is still not fun, but I still don't kill you, get out!" ”

Burst! Wei Xingkong reluctantly stood up, raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, his chest was wet with blood, his face was pale, although he was lucky to be spared, but his heart was even more uncomfortable than killing him, and said angrily: "If you want to kill, kill, I, Wei Xingkong, am a good man, why do you need to spare your life?" ”

Badao laughed wildly, and his voice was like thunder: "If you want to kill, you can kill, if you want to spare, the surname Wei, if you really want to die, roll to the side and die, don't be an eyesore in front of someone!" ”

Wei Xingkong gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you give me three years, and after three years, I will definitely ——! ”

Wei Xingkong was about to say the last sentence 'Three years later, then compete', but before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by the tyrant: "Three years? Give you thirty years, and with your weak swordsmanship, you will never be an opponent of so-and-so! ”

After saying this, Ba Dao ignored Wei Xingkong again, and looked around the field, like an overlord scanning the minions: "Among you waste wood, are there a few of you who are not so waste wood?" Get out of here and let someone have a little more fun! ”

Although there were thousands of warriors in the field, they couldn't help but be intimidated by the momentum of the sword at this time, and for a while, no one dared to step forward.

Ba Dao was quite disappointed, and he was about to turn back to the bluestone and sit down with the war knife, but as soon as he turned around, he found that there was a person standing ten zhang away behind him.

"Good knife technique, such a domineering knife technique, it is really rare in the world!" The person standing was Wang Dong, he watched the battle between Tyrant and Wei Xingkong, and was a little more curious about the sword technique of the tyrant, and stroked his palm and said: "But this sword technique is strong, but it seems to have gone to the extreme, although it is just to the yang, but there is less room for turn!" (To be continued......)