"Dada!"

In the silence of the night, on a muddy path where the snow had not yet melted, three figures were chasing each other at a rapid pace. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The front, middle and back three people are only five meters apart - a step away.

And on another avenue separated by two alleys, hundreds of elites of the Zhao family who were walking like flying were rapidly rushing towards here.

The swallow reached forward with his left hand, and the cone-shaped swallow array let out a scream.

Qin Hao toeed a little, a big pit exploded behind him, and dozens of black swallows, "duh" screamed, biting at Qin Hao's back.

Qin Hao jumped up, stepped on the wall next to him with both feet, took two steps in a row, and collapsed the entire wall, his body was like a sharp arrow, and he rushed behind Leng Jiansheng in one step, and the five sharp claws grabbed the back of the opponent's head with a gust of fishy wind.

The scalp was numb, Leng Jian snorted coldly, his body bent, and while dodging, he turned around and stabbed out with a backhand.

The five finger bones hit the sword body one after another, the narrow sword trembled, Qin Hao's feet slidied, his body rotated 180 degrees to the side strangely, and his left claw drew a semicircle in the air, aiming at the swallow group on one side.

The five finger shadows, like peerless blades, brought up white mangs in the air, "Puff puff!" The swallow that screamed was torn to pieces.

The bone sword in his right hand stabbed forward, and instantly intersected with Leng Jiansheng with dozens of swords.

The sound of "dingding" is endless.

"Woohoo!"

With this delay, the speed under the feet of the two immediately slowed down, and the swallow behind them caught up and slashed at Qin Hao's wrist.

With a grasp of the five fingers of his left hand, the torn swallows exploded suddenly, turning into dense raindrops and splashing on Qin Hao, who was caught off guard.

Half of his wrist immediately went numb, as if it was corroded by sulfuric acid, and black smoke came out.

Qin Hao's eyes froze, and the bone sword in his right hand was thrown out suddenly, temporarily forcing Leng Jiansheng back, and at the same time, his left arm instantly became shorter, and his wrist retracted like a constricted spring like lightning.

“。。”

“？？？”

The swallow knife slashed into the air, and the swallow's face, which had never been moved, was rarely stunned, and he subconsciously said: "Arm, shortened?" ”

Leng Jiansheng also stared at him, and the inexplicable irritability in his heart became even stronger, so a piercing sonic boom erupted in the air, and the narrow sword went straight to Qin Hao's heart at a tricky angle.

Time suddenly stopped, the single hook jade in the left eye was connected into a phantom, the writing wheel eye went back and forth strangely left and right in the pupil, and the afterglow glanced to the sides, and the movements of Yanzi and Leng Jiansheng were all captured.

Countless slides eerily paused in Qin Hao's mind, and then returned to normal.

"Right armpit, fourth rib, 35-degree oblique stab."

Extremely lucky, the picture predicted in his eyes was Leng Jiansheng's killing intention, Qin Hao shrank violently on the spot, like a boneless water snake, soft and fast as lightning sticking to the ground.

The left and right hands were continuously opened on the ground, and Qin Hao stabbed out from under Leng Jiansheng's crotch with a "stabbing sound".

"So fast!"

This time, Leng Jiansheng didn't even have time to think about the connection between this action and Qin Hao, his expression was cold, and the narrow sword he stabbed out did not retract, and continued to stab faster, but the target of the attack was changed from Qin Hao to the unlucky swallow.

The moment the tips of the knives intersected, Leng Jiansheng felt a pain in his back, and five cuts of different depths appeared on his back, the deepest one, directly cutting the muscles, revealing the white bones and bloody organs.

Qin Hao flicked his claws with a little regret, and the five lines connected to the flesh were bounced off from his fingernails.

Leng Jiansheng's reaction speed was still very fast, the moment Qin Hao's claws got close, Leng Jiansheng forced Yanzi to take a step back, but he took two steps forward, but even Qin Hao was deceived.

"It's two steps!"

The thought flashed in his mind, but the movements in his hand did not pause for a moment, Qin Hao's right claw suddenly opened, and the scarlet claws were still stained with the other party's blood, under the reflection of the moonlight, the fiasco was scarlet, and it was strange and terrifying.

If you don't die, how to do it?

Keep catching!

Qin Hao did just that, his right hand suddenly popped out like lightning, like a taut leather band suddenly rebounding, and his right arm was weird, growing in half.

Before the claws arrived, the cool air had already rushed from the soles of Leng Jiansheng's feet to his head.

He didn't look back, in fact, he didn't have time to turn around, in this case, the only thing he could do was to move forward, faster than the speed at which Qin Hao's claws bounced out.

It's hard to think about it right, but it's difficult to do, and the swallow in front of him with a chopping knife won't obediently give way.

"Is it the speed at which you kill him, or the speed at which I kill you? It's a real life-threatening issue. Qin Hao licked his lips, and the faint voice fell on Leng Jiansheng's ears, like a deadly spell.

“。。” Your uncle.

Forgive Leng Jiansheng for not being a guy who takes advantage of his tongue.

His eyebrows were beating violently, his heart was beating violently, and the narrow sword in his hand was also beating violently.

Leng Jiansheng is a kendo genius, but he is not a spiritual genius, and spiritual energy is not his forte.

However, "Sword Cultivation Technique" is originally different from ordinary mental methods, it may not be particularly helpful for psionic skills, but for swordsmen, it is a peerless treasure.

Every time you swing a sword, it is a psionic skill, and how many swords you can swing in an instant is how many psionic skills you have released, and how sharp the sword in your hand is, how terrifying the psionic skill is.

This is an introduction in "Swordsmanship", Qin Hao has seen it, Lin Dong has seen it, Leng Jiansheng has also seen it, of course this sentence is true, of course it is also false, because Qin Hao can't do it, he hasn't even entered the door yet; Lin Dong can't do it, although he has already entered the sixth order, and his swordsmanship is also powerful, but there is still a gap of stagnation, and if he can't do it, he will be a psionic skill with a casual blow; Leng Jiansheng can't do it.

The former Leng Jiansheng couldn't do it!

Just, ever!

The cold sword grows and roars, like a peerless divine weapon that has been frozen for thousands of years, and finally rushes out of the abyss of ice.

As soon as it came out, it was sharp, and the sword was in the sky!

And in Qin Hao's left eye, he saw a green smoke shooting out from the top of Leng Jiansheng's head, sharp, narrow, and tens of thousands of meters long, directly submerged into the clouds, into the night, and into the unknowable place of the void.

In the black and white eyes of his right eye, what he saw was Leng Jiansheng, and what he saw in the writing wheel of his left eye was a sword, a sword that could move and breathe.

"Break through the falsehood and see the truth!" Involuntarily, a text flashed in Qin Hao's mind, and Qin Hao was particularly impressed by this special pretending words, referring to the ability to write a wheel called "Breaking Delusion".

Qin Hao can't be mistaken.

So

Leng Jiansheng actually,

be

A sword!

。。