Chapter Forty-Eight: Breaking the Deadlock

Turning over, the blood-clothed man who was knocked away by the boy had just stood up from the rubble, and the boy had already slashed into the air.

"Condensation!" Although he hadn't yet gained a firm foothold, the blood-clothed man was not very panicked, and with a kick under his feet, his body turned back slightly, taking advantage of the momentum to retreat. At the same time, the blood-clothed man held the scimitar horizontally in front of his chest, and the blood-colored flow quickly condensed, and it was another blood-colored round shield, protecting him in front of him.

Seeing the blood-clothed man retreat again, the long stick smashed to the ground, and the smoke and dust scattered, the body suddenly flipped over in the air at dusk, twisted his waist fiercely, stepped on a piece of bluestone with his feet, and then bent his legs and kicked hard, his body was like an arrow off the string, and his speed increased dramatically.

"Break it for me!" With a low roar, he rushed to the blood-clothed man in three or two breaths, and at dusk, a stick collapsed like a pillar of heaven, causing countless wind and dust, and smashed down on the blood shield erected in front of the blood-clothed man.

With a roar, the blood-clothed man was shocked, the blood fell apart like smoke, and the blood shield collapsed. Exerting all his strength, the scimitar barely held the young man's still fierce long stick, and the blood-clothed man suffered a huge impact and threw it backwards again.

A stick knocked the blood-clothed man away, the young man was not satisfied with the results achieved at the moment, his body collided with the two internal forces, and after a slight pause, the young man landed and got up, and shot out again while more than ten blood-clothed people behind him had not yet come up.

"Boom!"

After suffering two consecutive sticks from the teenager, the blood-clothed man who was thrown out smashed directly onto the mountain wall behind. Suddenly, smoke and dust scattered, gravel shot out, and cracks spread rapidly from the place where the blood-clothed man collided to the surroundings.

Before the smoke and dust were over, the blood-clothed man had just suppressed the churning blood qi in his body, and in his eyes, a long stick like a golden dragon roared and quickly enlarged.

"Boom!"

Another roar sounded in his ears, and he narrowly avoided the long stick that stabbed him, and the man in blood took advantage of the gap between the young man's stick and the mountain wall, and never pulled out, and the scimitar in his hand was like a blood moon, sweeping out.

"Humph!" The stick entered the mountain wall for more than half a foot, and the dusk snorted softly, and did not pull it out directly, but the right arm suddenly pressed down, and the long stick rotated downward, resisting the opponent's scimitar, and then the downward pressure did not stop, thundering, and imprisoning the opponent's scimitar in his chest.

After that, Dusk's complexion changed suddenly, and there was no trace of fierce battle intent and killing intent between his eyebrows, his right hand let go of the long stick, and under the miniature eyes of the blood-clothed man, he pointed at Dusk with a calm face, and pointed out with one finger!

"Bang!"

It seemed that the bubble exploded, and the dusk pointed at the center of the blood-clothed man's eyebrows, the blood-clothed man was defeated, the blood color drifted away, and the light in the blood-clothed man's eyes reached the extreme in an instant, and then, it was instantly dim...

Holding the long stick, he kicked on the mountain wall, and his body twisted in mid-air at dusk, the shadow of the stick flew, and the golden gang flowed, just against the blood-colored knife light that had caught up.

"It's kind of interesting!" The life and death of his subordinates didn't seem to have anything to do with him, and the blood wolf looked at the young man in the battle group with great interest who had found a way to break the game, and muttered softly.

Sixteen people besieged in formation, not only failed to take it, but let the young man find an opportunity to kill one person, which was undoubtedly not a loud slap in the face for this group of wolf riders who crisscrossed the sea ridge and had empty eyes. The blood-clothed man's face, which originally had little expression, began to appear at this moment because of the hanging up of his teammates, wisps of blood and violence began to appear, and the blood and qi around him also surged, and the Dao Dao sword light became more and more cold.

found that the young man broke one person and killed him, and the eyes of Tsing Yi Jiangshan, who was trapped in the formation and difficult to get out, lit up, and he felt a little enlightened in his heart.

Although Tsing Yi Jiangshan also knew very well that if he wanted to break out of the formation, he had to break it one by one, but how to break it one by one, he hadn't thought of any good way, and now the young man had to harvest and kill first, which obviously provided him with an idea to break the formation.

The corners of his mouth hooked, the slight boredom on his face was swept away, the figure of Tsing Yi flashed, and the sword flowers bloomed.

In the sound of Jin Ge Zheng, the sword dance of the Tsing Yi rivers and mountains bloomed, and the fire burned the plains, rushing straight in front of one person, forcing the opponent to retreat At the same time, before he took the opportunity to kill, the scimitars of the other blood-clothed people had already attacked.

With a pause at his feet, he suddenly rose into the air, and the people in Tsing Yi were in mid-air, their bodies were flipped, their heads and feet were reversed, and people were sprinkled all over the ground with the rain of swords.

Attacking against attacking, forcing the opponent to pause, or even temporarily avoiding the edge, Tsing Yi Jiangshan took this opportunity, like an arrow, flew to the person who was the first to be forced back by himself, a sword was clear, straight down for nine days...

According to the gourd to draw a scoop, you can kill an opponent, and Dusk can naturally kill the second place. Break the formation with strength, smack one person first, and then take the opportunity to distance yourself from the others, concentrate on dealing with one person, and kill the rabbit in the fall.

Relying on this method, in just a moment, five blood-clothed people have already fallen under the dusk stick, and it is only a matter of time before the remaining blood-clothed people die like this.

Although it is not as good as dusk, Tsing Yi Jiangshan has gradually broken out of the formation with his sharp swordsmanship and vigorous body skills. Under his sword, three people were also killed.

"Stand down!" When Dusk's punch smashed into a person's head again, with a wave of his hand, the blood wolf finally interrupted his subordinates' death.

Although the blood wolf didn't care about the life and death of these people, if they all died, the blood wolf would have to find someone to supplement the wolf rider in person, and he didn't want to bother with such miscellaneous matters, so the blood wolf simply left these subordinates behind.

No matter how unwilling he was in his heart, the boss blood wolf had spoken, and the remaining blood-clothed people could only retreat with hatred.

"You two are good, surrender to the deity..." With a proud face, looking at these two outsiders who could finally enter his eyes, the blood wolf did not finish his words of surrender, and was directly interrupted by the young man.

"Cut, can you stop talking nonsense, Ben Shaoxia is in a hurry!" The long stick was carried on his shoulder, feeling the cold texture from the stick, and Dusk said impatiently: "If you want to fight, hit it quickly, if you don't fight, this young man will leave!" ”

As the number one in Pan Hailing, since he dominated Pan Hailing, no one had ever dared to mock himself so casually, looking at the young man's indifferent appearance, the blood wolf's face instantly became gloomy.

"No one has ever dared to speak like that in front of the deity!"

Learning the tone of the blood wolf, Dusk made a cold appearance on his face, and after saying a sentence in a low voice, he smiled and mocked: "Why, do you want to say that, haha, this kind of stupid and white line, Young Master Ben will say it for you!" ”

"Pss Seeing the young man's strange appearance, Su Wanrou was happy in her heart, and couldn't help laughing, but thinking of the situation in front of her, Su Wanrou hurriedly held back her smile, bent her eyes like a crescent moon, and gave the young man a fierce look.

"Look for death!" The rampant teenager was completely teasing the bottom line of the blood wolf, not unexpectedly, in the face of his unscrupulous self, the blood wolf finally couldn't help it.

The right hand was clenched fiercely, and the mighty blood qi exploded around the blood wolf.

"Will Ben Shaoxia give you time to prepare!"

He would not be stupid enough to wait for the blood wolf's "evolution" to be completed, and at the moment when the blood exploded, the young man's face was cold, and he had already jumped up and smashed directly at the blood wolf.

"Bang..."

In an instant, the golden light shone, the stick was like a splitting axe, and a stick at dusk smashed on a ball of blood.

"Hmm!"

Feeling the fluctuations from the stick, Dusk's complexion, his right arm jerked fiercely, but the long stick that smashed into the blood was not able to be pulled out for a while...