"Remember, the one who kills you is called a sword and blood!" The indifferent words of the white-clothed swordsman with a sword of blood sounded, and appeared at the same time as the sword that was stabbed.

It's just that his sword is too fast, and after hearing this sentence that is as sassy as the white-clothed one, the sword came to his eyes, and went straight to his throat. The entire sword body shook in an instant, the sword body bent slightly, and the tip of the sword swayed and straightened.

Such a fast sword, coupled with the fact that there is a void and a reality in a sword in the case of a sword, is full of confusion. If you can't keep up with this sword, then you will die directly under this sword, and you can capture this sword, and you can block it in time, but you may not be able to block the real sword clearly, once you catch the wrong sword of another void, then the result is death.

A sword fluttering blood, his eyes were full of confidence, and with this sword, many others were floating blood, and the blood splattered from his neck was as gorgeous as a rainbow. This is also the origin of his name, a sword floats blood, a sword goes down, people float blood, whether it is a swordsman, a swordsman, or a gunman, no matter what weapon he holds, a sword goes down, and he immediately sees life and death.

There was a cat who swung his fishing rod, and the line of the fishing rod swirled, and the fish on the hook was thrown in his direction. This is what he did after he hit a sword in the face with the fish on the fishing hook, so when the sword was bleeding out of the sword, his hand had already torn off the big carp caught on the hook.

Pulling the tail of the fish, holding a large freshly baked carp, the head of the cat is slightly tilted back. A bloody sword hung in front of his eyes, the tip of the sword pierced into the body of the fish, and then pierced out, with the blood of the fish, and the adhesion of internal organs, only a few centimeters away from the greasy throat.

If it's a coincidence, no one will believe it, there is no such coincidence in the world. I didn't believe that a sword was bleeding, the sword he was bound to get was blocked like this, and the person who was supposed to be bleeding was still standing well, but a fish was floating with blood.

Shame, this is shame, his sword has slain so many people, and many beasts, but not fish. A sword that was devoted to his heart and soul pierced the fish like this, angry, surprised, and then happy.

This is his opponent, Qu A's first sword really lives up to its reputation, and only by defeating such a character and killing him can he prove his swordsmanship.

"Okay." He exclaimed, his thoughts flashed away, and the sword in his hand stabbed out again.

Martial arts in the world are only fast and unbreakable, this is what he has seen from an ancient martial arts cheats book (what?). Where is the cheats, it's just a martial arts book, brother! As long as it's fast, everything is fast, then there is no opponent! So he practiced the fast sword, and the first sword was faster than the other, and when the second sword was pierced, it had become a horse training.

Fast, accurate, ruthless. The simplest thing, the sharpest sword, this is his kendo.

There was a fishy smell entwining around the tips of the noses of the two, and the rain fell from the dust, adding a hazy artistic conception to this duel, and in the rain curtain, a sword flew blood and stepped forward. His length was already soaked, wet and draped over his shoulders, and the fluttering white clothes were also tightly clung to his body by the rain, looking extremely embarrassed.

What amazed was his sword, piercing through the rain, the tip of which sliced through the drops, slicing them in two. The wind from his arms and long swords made the rain around him a little swaying.

"Damn, you're really here!" There is a cat tired of throwing the corpse of the big carp towards a sword with blood, and the person quickly retreats backwards, and at this moment, the degree of explosion is actually stirring up a countercurrent.

He lifted the fish basket, his eyes were slightly unwilling, but he still reached out, grabbed a few fish from it, and continued to throw it towards a sword with blood. One after another, each one staring at the gap of a sword floating with blood, the carp's swinging tail, coupled with the height of the leap towards the sky, is simply a carp leaping over the dragon gate.

It's just that You're tired and not thinking about this, he's thinking about how good the braised big carp is, and it's gone. He worked hard to memorize the recipe from reality, and found the most beautiful chef in Qu'a City, and at the same time the craftsmanship is also excellent, and finally ate this bite. The soft and slender waist, the towering and full chest, the straight round ass, tsk, what a good thing.

"Ahem...... "I realized that I wanted to be crooked, he was actually missing the taste of braised big carp, and he was not that kind of womanizer! Although the cook is indeed very beautiful, every time he goes to deliver fish and eat, he always looks at him with affection, but he, absolutely! No! Wife control! Although the husband of the beautiful chef is already a dead ghost.

A sword fluttered bloody, and he saw that a lot of emotions flashed on the face of the cat, some were pity, some were obscene, and in the end they were awe-inspiring, these three completely different expressions appeared on a person's face in just three seconds. There was a degree of catty explosion in an instant, which also made him tongue-in-cheek, and in an instant, he was out of the reach of his long sword.

No matter how fast the sword comes out, it can't stab people, so what's the use? In just three seconds, with a catly changing expression, he also stabbed three swords, but they all stabbed those flying carp. The tip of the sword easily pierced the fish, tearing it in half and falling to the ground. A sword of blood approached step by step, step by step out of the sword, one carp after another fell to the ground, and was trampled by the boots that strode forward, turning into meat puree.

"As a swordsman, it's a shame to run away!" A sword floated blood and said angrily, his arm was in the sword again and again, every inch of muscle was pulled, squeezing out the power that could be exploded. So by now, he has been a little unbearable, the fast sword brings a heavy burden on the body, and every time he is tired, there is only a line between him and the cat, but he has no way not to explode the strongest attack, but in this way, every time the blood comes in, it is a carp, not a cat.

"Swordsman, what's that? We don't have any swords on us now, so where can we be called swordsmen, we should call them. A cat replied with a smile on his face, and he didn't care about the disdain in the words of the sword fluttering blood.

Swordsman: What is that, can you eat it? Can you catch such a plump carp? There is a cat greasy feeling a pity, what a good carp, unconsciously, his saliva secreted in his mouth, thinking of the slim figure in front of the stove, and the apron tied around the waist, but also inadvertently highlighted the kitchen's thin waist and fat buttocks.

"Ahem." He coughed embarrassedly twice, he really wasn't the kind of person who wanted to see the fruit apron, he was thinking about eating fish, missing the delicious braised big carp!

(End of chapter)

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