Chapter Fifty-Eight: Nine Songs, Hebo
The shadow of the spear in the sky is condensed in one place, and that place is being slashed by the old snow long knife.
Not a single point of deviation.
When facing a top powerhouse such as Wu Shura, the little carpenter's spirit, strength, and concentration all climbed to the peak of his life.
So even in the face of the means to make others desperate, he was able to find his true body in an instant and resist it.
It's just that the power that came from the earth spear made the little carpenter completely unexpected, and the terrifying power poured like an avalanche, making him unable to stand still, and the person flew up directly.
His back slammed into the main entrance of the Ma family's compound, smashing a big hole in the thick and heavy gate.
However, in the next second, the little carpenter appeared at the door of the Ma family's compound again, holding the old snow with fire in his hand, gritting his teeth, and rushing forward like a beast.
He can't retreat.
Taking a step back, these old and weak women and children in the Ma family's compound will definitely be doomed.
So even if there was a huge gap with the other party, the little carpenter did not flinch at all, and rushed forward without hesitation, fighting with Wu Shura.
Swing the sword, move, resist......
Charge, retreat, fall......
This man, like a stubborn bull, confronts the formidable enemy in front of him.
Wu Shura's face kept showing an indifferent smile, and the blade in his hand that was grabbed from the dirt was a spear for a while, a long sword for a while, and a knife for a while.
All kinds of blade changes, different means to use, Wu Shura uses different blade changes to bring its characteristics and lethality to the extreme.
Immersed in killing techniques for many years, he has his own set of theories and ideas.
In his opinion, although the man in front of him is not bad, he is not a comparable opponent for him.
However, after some fighting, the man in front of him relied on a hard fight to stubbornly stalemate the situation. Several of his killing moves were resisted.
Although it caused great danger to the other party, and even made the other party embarrassed, it was all resolved.
This situation made Wu Shura frown, and he took a deep breath.
The entire space, with a radius of ten meters, is thin.
Wu Shura raised the weapon in his hand.
This time, it's the earthen knife.
The earth sword was dull, but it contained incomparably strong power and the "Tao" as he understood it.
Each kind of blade has its own characteristics, as well as the ultimate method of using it, and this ultimate method is the Tao that he understands by Wu Shura.
He paid back this word with countless deaths and blood.
The ultimate in martial arts, to the end, is death.
Death is the only way to live forever.
Clang!
Once again, fight.
A Japanese sword made of earth collides with an old snow knife that emits a raging flame.