Chapter 27: The Knife of the Wild Sand (3)
Tian Mule grabbed Liang Sanbo, who was spurting blood, and Liang Sanbo's face was paler than the moon!
Liang Sanbo smiled at Tian Mule, and he said with a smile: "Mule, I knew you would come!" You're definitely not going to leave me alone! ”
After Liang Sanbo finished speaking, he vomited a mouthful of blood again, he was now sore, his limbs were weak, his internal strength had withered, and he couldn't lift half of his true qi at all.
Tian Muzi's tears could not be held back any longer, and his tears were already dripping down the corners of his eyes!
This kind of love and blood is sometimes just a look! One look is enough to say it all!
That's the charm of friends!
Liang Sanbo said with a smile: "Mule, when did you look like a girl!" Crying like a child, how do I usually teach you to be a man! ”
Tian Mule said fiercely to Liang Sanbo: "Don't ink, put it on my back!" ”
Yu Lingcuo hurriedly shouted: "Stop him!" ”
He volleyed down and threw a punch down! The fist is as sharp as a sword! This punch was extremely powerful, and it was Tian Muzi's Tianling Gai!
Sword moves into fists are one of the most vicious moves in martial arts, and they run through the top!
Taixu was originally a move that Pang Yu comprehended with a sword, and when used in his fist, not only did the move become faster, but also the power was more domineering, tricky, and unpredictable, extremely unpredictable!
Tian Mule shouted: "Surprise! "Those who are good and surprising are as infinite as heaven and earth, inexhaustible as rivers, camp and leave them, and strike them! This knife comes out from the bottom up! Right in the middle of the night sky!
Under the silver moon, the slashing knife suddenly burst into the sky with bursts of miserable white sword qi! An extremely cold spiral energy burst out from the blade of the knife to the surroundings! Suddenly it was like a whirlpool of a storm!
Yu Lingcuo didn't expect Tian Feng's knife to rise from such a small position, and a cold spiral knife qi almost crushed him! Even if his punch hit Tian Feng's head, he couldn't escape the result of being cut off by this knife!
The jade spirit suddenly rushed up from the bottom to the top. It becomes head up and feet down. His feet didn't know what internal strength to move, and all of a sudden he stepped on the knife of Tian Mule like a feather!
This cold spiral energy swirled out. When he touched Yu Ling's wrong feet, it was like a bullet on cotton, and there was nowhere to focus at all!
Tian Muzi was shocked, he suddenly felt that his spiral strength was rebounded back, and his strength was like hitting a shape, completely a shadow rather than a real thing! How could this happen? Tian Mule had never encountered such a strange thing, and before he had time to think about it, suddenly a breath of extreme catastrophic cold stretched along the blade into his body! It's like an invisible drop of water seeping into the ground.
The spiral true qi suddenly encountered the attack of this true qi. No more cohesion!
At this moment, Tian Mule was so uncomfortable that he almost vomited blood! He held the knife in both hands and slashed forward, and the jade spirit suddenly floated to the right like a feather, and landed on a chair selling dolls very indifferently, indescribably chic and calm!
Liang Sanbo saw that Tian Muzi's face suddenly turned blue, and hurriedly asked carefully, "What's wrong?" ”
Tian Muzi looked at the strange smile on the face of the demon with the wrong jade spirit, and said coldly: "It's okay! ”
Yu Lingcuo smiled and said: "Tian Feng's move is really extraordinary, Lingcuo admires it!" ”
Tian Mule hated Yu Ling's mistake. This typical disgusting expression of being cheap and selling well really annoyed Tian Muzi, but he had no choice! I had already lost a single move in that move, and at that time I couldn't change my move at all, and my internal strength was all scattered!
Jade Ling glanced to the side. Su Gongbu, Sima Xiao, Qin Xing and Ouyang Bugong suddenly understood, and the four of them hurriedly stood in the four directions of Tian Muzi's front and back, left and right, while Yu Lingcuo stood on the chair. You can give yourself a fatal blow at any time!
The immortal true qi recovered extremely quickly, and Tian Muzi took a deep breath. A pure innate true qi suddenly gushed out from the dantian, and this true qi was extremely cold and cold. Immediately dispelled the cold aura that the jade spirit had infiltrated into his body!
His face also turned ruddy, Tian Muzi held the knife with both hands, and a powerful and incomparable momentum burst out from the blade!
Let's talk about the autumn cold on the side, how he doesn't know the danger of Tian Muzi and Liang Sanbo! But there was nothing he could do, and he had already seen everything below in his eyes!
Half of the wall is like a Gobi in a barren desert, and everything in front of him suddenly lost its direction, and he was almost out of breath!
This kind of pressure is really terrifying, and even more amazing!
Qiu Leng tried his best to calm his mind, he hurriedly collected his mind, and didn't think about the matter of Tian Mule Liang Sanbo, his mind and heart suddenly took effect, making his whole person like water and mirror!
Half of the wall suddenly felt the change of Qiu Leng, and he suddenly found that Qiu Leng had become an old monk who sat under the bell and beat the wooden fish. This change made him really incredible, and half of the wall took a souvenir and poked out the long knife in his hand!
A murderous aura like a sandstorm suddenly poured out from the blade of the knife, immediately locking on the surroundings of the autumn cold!
Qiu Leng intuitively felt that he was standing in a barren desert, and the desert was full of strong winds, and the wind swept away the dust and sand, which suddenly made him spin around, and he couldn't tell anything at all!
Fortunately, Qiu Leng has a bonus of ten points of concentration, if it were someone else, if it was someone else, it would have collapsed long ago!
Banbi Liunian felt the change in the autumn cold, and he hurriedly smiled: "This knife is purgatory!" The knife is four feet eight inches long and weighs ten catties and eight taels, and it is cast when the desert digs 100,000 sand and pans for gold accumulated to twenty catties! The whole process lasted eight months before enough golden sand was picked up, and it was from the hands of the famous Turkic caster Master Jue Mengzu. This knife is made of three points of desert sand, three points of real gold, three points of fine stone, and one point of blood! The evaluation is: Slay the dragon! ”
Qiu Leng was shocked, since this knife used half of the blood of the commemoration, it had already been integrated with the half of the commemoration! No wonder he held the knife, and the whole person disappeared suddenly, just like a desert of dust and sand!
Half of the wall to tell yourself this, undoubtedly make yourself more afraid! When there is a gap in his mind again, then the Wild Sand Knife will inevitably sweep the leaves and slam down with the autumn wind.
Thinking of this, Qiu Leng chuckled and said, "This sword is Songyang!" The world is called Songyang Iron Sword! This was originally the sword of the iron sword Guo Songyang, and when he passed it to someone in Qiu, this sword was not opened, and it was also evaluated as a dragon slayer; Later, after drinking someone's blood in Qiu, it was naturally opened, but who knew that it was later evaluated as a soul fly! ”
After listening to this, he was shocked, he really didn't expect that Qiu Leng's sword was actually cast with blood, and it was also a weapon of Soul Flying! In this Jianghu, there are very few weapons for soul flying!
I was scheming, and the words I took out from the side of the knock did not intimidate the other party, but ended up being ridiculed by the other party.
Banbi still smiled: "Good sword!" A sword is a good sword, but the person who uses it is not necessarily the same. It's like this knife! The knife is not a good knife, but in the hand of the memorial is a sharp weapon for decapitating and splitting meat! (To be continued.) )