Draw your sword and slash!

The right hand pinned to his waist instantly swung forward, drawing an arc in front of him that contained the truth of heaven and earth, and the arc was filled with tension that expanded to the limit, as if it was filled with the power of the edge of the explosion, maybe only one more straw power was needed to attract the ultimate explosion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Bite!

The crisp collision was the last straw, which broke the balance of this arc, and the extremely suppressed power inside the arc seemed to have found a breakthrough and exploded in an instant.

It is said that the embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed in an anthill, and all the power accumulated by the embankment of a thousand miles bursts out through a hole as big as an anthill, what kind of scene will it be?

No one had ever seen it, but in the face of drawing a knife and slashing, the bandit had a vague illusion that perhaps he was an ant in front of an anthill, and what he was facing was a torrent bursting from a thousand-mile embankment.

Wow!

There was no suspense at all, the bandit was cut into two pieces with his man and horse, and a snow-bright knife light slashed from his right rib to his left shoulder, and in the blood light in the sky, the blade of the full moon scimitar was so dazzling, because it was not stained with blood, and because it was cold.

"Just now, I really didn't see the path that the blade crossed."

"That's right, the full moon scimitar seems to be unsheathed in an instant, hovering directly in the air."

"It's so fast, I always thought that being able to drag out the afterimage was the limit of speed, but I didn't expect it to be faster."

Even faster, it's a sword drawn and slashed, so that you can't even see the blade before you can cut through the enemy. In the face of such speed, there is no such thing as "being caught off guard", because it is "unguardable". Even if you know that he is going to take the knife, you still can't dodge it, because it's too fast, it's incredibly fast, and it's incredibly fast.

"Why can he be so fast?"

This is the common question in everyone's mind, how fast is he and why can he be so fast?

The bandit wondered why—only, he never had a chance to ask the question, nor did he get the answer.

The same scene was staged in different places, and Alibaba's subordinates simultaneously drew their swords and slashed, and one after another burst to the limit of the knife light erupted, killing the enemy instantly.

There are no 300 rounds of battle, let alone three days and three nights of fighting, the process of the battle is only a blink of an eye, and the time of the battle is definitely not more than 0.1 seconds.

Strong!

Outrageously strong!

The bandits were all shocked, although the little foxes were weird before, but at least there were traces to follow, knowing what moves the enemy used to be able to guard against and counterattack. But what moves did Alibaba's subordinates use? Not at all! In this case, how to guard against it, and how to fight back?

What's even more nonsense is that the bosses ordered not to harm the lives of these big men, if those big men are fish belly, it's okay to say, but this kind of guy who kills the enemy with one move, even if he lets go to fight, he may not be able to fight, but he still has to tie his hands and feet, isn't this impossible to get along with himself!

Boss, what to do?

All the bandits looked at their leader, and the look in their eyes was self-evident. If you can't let go of the fight, no matter how many people go up, it's a send.

"Don't hurt their lives!" One of the bosses said in a categorical tone, "Although their move is powerful, it has a fatal flaw, that is, the vacuum period after the instant outbreak, they need a period of buffer and accumulation. Give it to me, while they haven't recovered, on! ”

Up, up, up!

Some of the bandit leaders took the lead and rushed out first.

They are right, the sword drawing and slashing move is explosive, but the flaw is that it cannot be sustained, coherent, and cannot be connected to other moves.

It is often said that when making moves, you must leave room for adaptation, and you must not use old moves, so as not to leave any room for yourself. But draw the sword and slash the opposite, leave no effort in the move, let alone leave no room, if you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent, and if you don't die, the enemy will die, and if you don't die, you will die.

The moment they drew their swords to fight, they never thought about retreating, and they never thought about the future. They have come to terms with death, and they truly see death as their home.

Draw your sword and slash!

The bandits roared like rolling thunder, but they were also as fleeting as lightning flashes, and the only thing that lasted forever was the posture of the scimitar after drawing the knife and slashing it, and the fountain of blood that fell instantly after spraying to the limit.

No one expected that this kind of move that exploded to the extreme could be repeated in a short period of time, and many bandits were scared silly.

However, it was also found that the big men were pale and flushed after using the slashers, and many of them still had blood from the corners of their mouths and nostrils. Obviously, they forcibly used their tricks, and they were counterattacked, and they hurt themselves before they hurt the enemy.

However, exchanging injuries for death is earned, injuries can heal themselves, but death cannot be reversed.

Rush again!

Some bandits don't believe in evil, or they think that the other party has just performed this trick in a row is already on the edge of the limit, and they simply can't perform it a third time.

However, the sheathed light made them realize how outrageous their mistake was.

Draw and slash, draw and slash three times in a row!

Ahem......

One of them coughed up blood in his mouth, and his body shook and fell to his knees, and he held his sword firmly to prevent himself from falling.

However, the others still stood upright, like green pines and poplars, mighty and unyielding, they did not have an awe-inspiring murderous aura, they did not have a cold evil aura, they were just as stable as a rock, as tough as iron, that pure gaze, firm will, let them be like an iron wall, blocking the pace of the bandits.

Above!

Above!

Come on!

The bandit leaders roared and roared, urging their men to charge. The previous bandit leaders who had taken the lead in the past all turned into two corpses and lay on the ground, and the remaining bandit leaders had even the slightest courage to disappear before drawing their swords and beheading.

However, no one dared to take a step beyond the thunder pool anymore, not because they were cowardly, but because this kind of battle could not be fought at all. They can't kill the enemy, they can only be killed, and they've never encountered such a battle.

In the face of the chief's harsh gaze, many people drew their bows and arrows—not just one or two, but all of them.

Although he is fierce and can even be said to kill with one hit at close range, he has a fatal drawback, that is, it is limited to close range, and if he is a little farther away, he will be completely destroyed.

"Bastard!"

"Who told you to release the arrows!"

"Put your bow and arrows down!"

It's just that no one listened to the order, the bowstring was pulled apart little by little, and the tooth-aching bowstring twisting sound came and went.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Finally, a hoarse voice sounded, and the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air sounded intensively, and arrows were shot out from all directions.

"Who!"

"Who's ordering!"

Many of the bandit leaders were furious, and they looked around to find the guy who didn't care about the big picture.

Their eyes converged at the same time, and then widened slightly, filled with disbelief.