Nie Wuming seemed to have no bones, as if folded, and bent down instantly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He doesn't want to do anything with Jun Wuwu to exchange injuries for injuries, or to exchange injuries for lives, he is a master of the god list, but he is not desperate Saburo or something.

Nie Wuming suddenly bent over, "Brush!" A fierce wind swept through, and the Jun Sanssouci army stabbed through the air.

Nie Wuming did not stop after bending down. The short knife touched the ground, and in an instant, a volley rolled in the air, and a kick kicked at Jun Wuwu's waist during the roll.

Jun Wuwujun stabbed into the air, a strong wind hit behind him, his expression changed, his body was volleyed, he didn't have time to dodge at all, he barely twisted in the air, and half of his body punched out.

"Peng!"

The wind was blowing, and the two figures were thrown out from different directions.

"Peng!" "Peng!"

The two landed almost simultaneously, splashing dust on the ground.

Jun Wuwu turned around, half-squatted on the sand, and looked at Nie Wuming coldly. And Nie Wuming, dressed in white, stood quietly on the sand, looking at Jun Wuwu's eyes was even more surprised.

The surprise that Jun Wuwu gave him was too much to fear, extremely fast speed, terrifying archery skills, and at this time, he was able to be equal to himself in hand-to-hand combat! What kind of monster is this? Such a person should also have a place on the god list, but why, I have never seen or heard of this soldier?

"You really surprised me, your strength is very strong, but it's not enough, what's the matter, what I said before still doesn't change, as long as you let me look at the backpack behind you, I won't embarrass you." Nie Wuming's eyes were sharp, and he said lightly.

As he said, Jun Wuwu's strength is indeed very strong, but in the face of the masters of the god list, Jun Wuwu's strength is not enough. If Jun Wuwu was fighting him with a bow and arrow, he was not sure. But Jun Wuwu didn't use a bow and arrow, and he didn't put Jun Wuwu in his eyes.

"Look at Nima, Lao Tzu has said, if you want to fight, you will fight, and if you don't fight, you will get out of Lao Tzu."

How could Jun Wuwu let Nie Wuming look at his backpack, not to mention that there were Yuan Beads in the backpack now, even if there was none, he would not let Nie Wuming look at his backpack.

Who is he, an undead warrior, the captain of the Eagle Force, how can he let others see his own things, before he entered the Eagle Force and became an undead soldier, he was just a small person, even if he was bullied, he could only endure it, but now he is no longer the little person who is bullied, he is an undead soldier, the eagle of the Eagle Force, and the king who soars in the sky.

Jun Wuwu had a feeling that Nie Wuming's target was the source bead, although he didn't know why Nie Wuming knew that he had the source bead on his body, but these were nothing, since this god list master wanted to deal with himself, he would have to pay the corresponding price.

"As a soldier, as soon as I give you a chance, you have repeatedly tried to provoke me, you really think that I will not dare to kill you."

Jun Wuwu smiled coldly, he didn't think that this man in white would give him a chance, the reason why he kept talking nonsense was just because he had scruples about himself. Since he knew that Nie Wuming had scruples about himself, how could Jun Wuwu be polite.

"Old fellow, you have a lot of nonsense, you want to kill me, you don't have that ability."

"Kill!"

Jun Wuwu burst into a shout, the figure in place blurred for a while, and disappeared in place, and the military thorn let out a sharp whistle, stabbing at Nie Wuming.

Nie Wuming's eyes shrank, and at this moment he felt that Jun Wuwu's speed had become faster again, and at this time, Jun Wuwu's speed was no longer below him.

"Drink!"

Nie Wuming snorted softly, and his figure also disappeared.

"Bell!" "Bell!" ……

The roar of gold and iron continued, and the two figures spun extremely fast in the desert, rolling up a terrifying tornado.

"Peng!"

There was another dull sound, and the two figures separated again, at this time, there were dozens of wounds of different depths on Jun Wuwu's body, but Nie Wuming was much better, and several blood holes appeared on his snow-white windbreaker, as if plum blossoms were blooming. And the most striking thing is a large eye-catching footprint on his chest, which makes people want to see it or not.

Obviously, in this confrontation, Jun Wuwu fell into the disadvantage, after all, his understanding of Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts is only a recent thing, but Nie Wuming, a master of the god list, is not like this, it is obvious that in the martial arts, he has been intensively studied for decades. It's not at all comparable to Jun Wuwu.

There was a trace of blood on the corner of Jun Wuwu's mouth, his face was a little pale, he looked at Nie Wuming's eyes, but there was no fear, and there was no rising battle intent in his eyes, only calm and extremely cold Senhan.

What about the opponent's strength, it's not that he was stabbed a few times by himself, kicked him, although he was injured more seriously, but so what, as long as he can hurt the opponent, he won't lose, the undead warrior is never afraid of being injured, and being injured is the beginning of victory for them.

'You should not be a soldier, you should hold out for long, what's the matter, my words are still valid. ”

"Going to Nima."

Jun Wuwu didn't pay attention to Nie Wuming's words at all, stepped on the ground, kicked up a cloud of sand, and in a flash, instantly appeared in front of Nie Wuming.

With a wave of his hand, the military thorn stabbed out sharply with an aggressive attack, and a rotating air flow swirled out with the military thorn stabbed by Jun Wuwu, and the center of the rotation was the tip of the extremely sharp blade of the military thorn.

At this time, the military thorn in Jun Wuwu's hand was like a high-speed rotating drill bit, tearing the air, cutting through everything, and bombarding Nie Wuming.

Nie Wuming's eyes suddenly became a smash, and a huge momentum rose up, this momentum was like a peerless murderous knife, tearing the sky and the earth, under this momentum, everything was going to be cut off.

At this time, Nie Wuming also seemed to have turned into a peerless murderous knife, exuding a peerless edge all over his body.

A knife slashed out with a step, and an invisible knife slashed out with Nie Wuming's knife, and the spatial airflow was distorted, and even the naked eye seemed to see the writhing airflow, as if the water wave was cut open with a knife.

What is terrifying is not the case, this knife seems to ignore the distance of space, and with a wave of the knife, it instantly passes through the military stab stabbed by Jun Wuwu and appears in front of Jun Wuwu's eyes.

"Wind Chaser, Void Slash." At this time, Nie Wuming's cold and indifferent voice came.

Jun Wuwu's eyes shrank rapidly, and Nie Wuming's knife came first, ignoring all obstacles, and he was about to kill Jun Wuwu in an instant.

"Kill!"

Jun Wuwu burst into a loud shout, facing the silver-white sword light that would kill him at any time, he just turned his head sideways slightly, and the military spur brought a sharp edge, suddenly accelerated, and the speed was not under Nie Wuming's knife at all, and stabbed Nie Wuming's throat sharply.

Jun Wuwu's eyes were cold and emotionless, and Nie Wuming's eyes were slashing and sharp as a knife.

The stabs and daggers staggered, each rushing to each other's vital points. (To be continued.) )