Among the sword flowers in the sky, a black light suddenly burst out, this black light was sharp and sharp, as if it was about to pierce the sky, and it came straight to the heart of the sword king. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Sword King's heart condensed, and the sharp light that came from this black light made the Sword King feel secretly surprised. At the same time, I also felt extremely aggrieved.

"Nima, come here again, will this guy only have this fatal move?"

The sword king is very helpless, and he also wants to scold his mother, Jun's worry-free attack is very simple, he doesn't care about the sword flower that the sword king slashes at the sky, and he doesn't care where the sword king will slash his body, and directly takes the sword king at the extreme speed.

Injury for life, or life for life, this style of play is very scoundrel, but it is very effective, of course, if you want to use this style of play, you must also have the ultimate speed of Jun Wuwu, and the courage to move forward. Otherwise, not only will you not achieve the goal of exchanging injuries for your life, but you will even lose your life instantly, and this kind of play is not something that anyone can use.

Jun Wuwu's somewhat scoundrel style of play made the sword king very angry, and in desperation, his arm shook, and the sword flowers in the sky suddenly disappeared, instantly turning into a snow-white cold light, facing this black light.

"Bell!"

The fine iron roared, the sparks splashed, and the sword king only felt his arm vibrate, and the violent power struck like a volcanic eruption.

The Sword King's expression changed slightly, his arm trembled, and the long knife in his hand suddenly turned into dozens of cold rays, and for a while, it seemed that dozens of long knives were slashing at Jun Wuwu at the same time.

Jun Wuwu didn't care, the arc-shaped black knife paused slightly, his figure was like the wind, and he rushed towards the sword king with dozens of sword lights, and the target was still the heart of the sword king.

'Nima, come back.' The Sword King almost scolded, and Jun Wuwu's speed was once again beyond his expectations. This time, Jun Wuwu still took an attack that was an injury for life. At the risk of being stabbed by the king of swords, he also has to stab the king of swords through his heart.

If the sword king insists on chopping this knife, then there is only one result, Jun Wuwu has dozens of wounds on his body that may be fatal, but he will be pierced through his heart with a knife and throw his life here.

A look of rage flashed in the Sword King's eyes, his arm was suddenly retracted, the sword light disappeared, and he suddenly kicked out, and a puff of dirt flew all over the sky, blocking Jun Wuwu's sight. The knife flickered, and it slashed out again. This time, he didn't conjure any knives, just a simple knife, directly slashing at Jun Wuwu's head.

Jun Wuwu was obscured by the smoke and dust formed by the dirt in the sky, and he couldn't see this incomparably swift slash at all. Ke Wuwu's keen senses still felt the desperate blow to himself.

Jun Wuwu suddenly turned around, and the arc-shaped black knife cut out horizontally at the same time, straight to the waist of the sword king. Before the knife arrived, a sharp knife was sharp, and the skin on the waist of the sword king that had been stimulated was painful.

The sword king's expression changed, if Jun Wuwu's knife was implemented, he could be directly cut in two.

A tyrannical look suddenly flashed on the Sword King's face. The arm turned, and the long knife that slashed straight suddenly turned into a horizontal slash, slashing at Jun Wuwu's neck.

This time, the Sword King chose the same style of play as Jun Wuwu, exchanging his life for his life, he wanted to see if the mysterious guy in front of him who forced himself back twice in a row was really as desperate as he showed.

A fierce color flashed in Jun Wuwu's eyes, compared with him, compared to death, then see who is more ruthless, who is really dead.

The arm suddenly strengthened, ignoring the sharp knife that slashed at the head. The speed of the arc black knife increased again, like a black lightning, slashing down towards the waist of the sword king.

The knives of both sides are extremely violent, fast as the wind, as if they are slashing their opponents under the sword.

The tyrannical color in the Sword King's eyes flashed, and then dimmed, sighed lightly, and with the force under his feet, his body suddenly retreated at great speed, avoiding Jun Wuwu's sudden acceleration of the knife. In terms of desperate ruthlessness, he still fell behind and made concessions first.

"Kill!"

Jun Wuwu burst into a shout, the cold killing intent surged wildly, the tragic momentum came overwhelmingly, the sword king's expression changed greatly, Jun Wuwu's fierce killing intent erupted, and the tragic momentum, all made the sword king frightened.

He was also a person who came out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, but at this time, facing Jun Wuwu, the Sword King felt as if he was facing a Shura who came to the sea of blood, a demon who came to the abyss, and the momentum was tragic and murderous.

Jun Wuwu exuded an incomparably strong murderous aura, and a tragic momentum, which actually made the momentum of the Sword King weak.

Originally, the momentum of the two sides was equal, but at this time, the momentum of the sword king was weak, and he seemed to fall into the disadvantage in an instant.

A coldness flashed in the eyes of the Sword King, his body straightened, and the tyrannical killing intent rushed out of the sky, and the momentum that was suppressed by Jun Wuwu instantly skyrocketed, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, his arm moved slightly, and the knife was like the wind, slashing at Jun Wuwu's arm.

"Lao Tzu abolished your arm first, see what are you doing to fight with Lao Tzu?" The Sword King was ruthless in his heart, the blade flickered, fluctuating, but it was extremely swift and slashed towards Jun Wuwu's arm.

Jun Wuwu suddenly withdrew his hand, and the arc-shaped black knife was instantly handed over to the injured left hand, and the arc-shaped black knife brought up a faint black afterimage, stabbing towards the sword king's heart.

The two of them fought very quickly, like two whirlwinds spinning rapidly within a range of two meters, Rotle wanted to shoot Jun Wuwu several times, but he didn't seize the opportunity to shoot the electric pulse impact to kill Jun Wuwu, the speed of both sides was too fast, he had no chance at all.

Rotel became more and more frightened, as an elite master in divine punishment, he knew the horror of the sword king very well, as long as the sword king came out, there was no empty hand, but what did he see now? A super strong man who can compete with the sword king under the blade.

Who is this mysterious figure with a mask, why does he have such a powerful knife technique, and when did he have such a number one person among the hunters? The more Rott looked at it, the more shocked he became, he really couldn't understand who was among the hunters who could match the person in front of him.

Jun Wuwu handed the knife to his left hand, and the sudden attack caught the sword king a little unprepared. Jun Wuwu turned around to avoid him and slashed down, at this time, he could no longer save himself in the return knife, and he might be pierced through his chest by Jun Wuwu's arc black knife in an instant.

But the King of Swords is the King of Swords, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. The empty palm suddenly glowed with a faint metallic luster. Raising his palm, the tyrant slashed towards the arc-shaped black knife.

"Bell!"

The flesh palm collided with the arc-shaped black knife, but it made a sound of gold and iron.

Jun Wuwu's knife style was blocked, and his figure suddenly retreated backwards at great speed, his eyes flickered, and he looked coldly at the palm of the sword king with a faint metallic luster.

The palm of that hand collided with the sharp blade, but there was no scene of the blade cutting off the flesh, and the palm of the sword king only appeared a faint blood mark at this time, and there was no other damage.

The Sword King raised his palm with a faint metallic luster, glanced at it, sighed lightly, and glanced at the still vigorous dragon again, looking at his own king without worrying coldly.

"You can do this, I didn't expect you to be able to use that injured arm to make such a quick attack, it seems that I was really wrong, you surprised me again, it's a pity that my hand knife has not been practiced to the realm of flesh palms, otherwise it would not be such a result today." The Sword King glanced at the palm with a bloody stain again, and said lightly: "Since I miscalculated, it is impossible to kill you today, I don't think it's better to do this, let's take a step back, I and Rotel leave, you don't want to chase us." It's useless to dwell on it like this. ”