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With the sword on his side, looking at the people in front of him, Zhu Biao was excited. (.

Different from the teaching people outside the běi fine city, now it is a real chapter of real swords and guns. After easily winning a game with one death and one injury, Zhu Biao is looking forward to the next fight.

He wanted to see where his limits were!

The bamboo pole flipped out to Zhang Xu, his face was pale, his body shook slightly, and his right abdomen and chest turned up a foot-long bloody mouth, and the red blood soaked through the placket, which was gradually spreading around......

By the time he took a breath and calmed down, Zhu Biao had already been for a long time, and the Longquan sword that was pointing obliquely at the ground blinked with a cold light, and the bloodless sword body was full of murderous aura!

The bamboo pole gasped for a moment, gritted his teeth and approached again, his steps staggered slightly, and the dagger in his hand trembled a little, and the knife obviously hurt him a lot.

On the front, Wu Ye spoke with a calm face: "Can you still stand it, Gao Yun?" ”

Taking a breath, the bamboo pole replied, "No problem, chief, this little injury is nothing!" ”

Wu Ye stopped speaking and glanced at the other four subordinates. A new round of fighting is imminent!

Zhu Biao was as quiet as a mountain, his expression was condensed, he had always maintained his face on Wu Ye, and the only one who really threatened him here was Wu Ye.

didn't take the opportunity to attack, let alone jump away, Zhu Biao fell in love with the feeling of 'preemptive' just now, at least in this battle.

- Waiting for the enemy to come and die, that feels great. It's like taking a drug, you always remember it after feeling it once. The opponent's suddenly startled, frightened face and look were like devil's fruits. It's too satisfying for the dark psychology of human beings.

I am like the heavens, no matter how you jump, you can't escape from the palm of my hand.

Seek truth from facts! What could be more pleasing to yourself than teasing and juggling your opponents, and playing with a cat and mouse is much more fun than biting them to death.

Suddenly, the man with a narrow iron face and a cold face jumped into the air, and a somersault fell from his head, and his palms were connected like a line of phantoms, with a sharp and strong strength from top to bottom!

The bamboo pole also shot again. The dagger pierced through the space and stabbed Zhu Biao's lower abdomen. The man who was like a half-cut iron tower, with a cooked copper stick in his hand and a whining wind to stop Zhu Biao-

"Hehe......" laughed lightly twice, wishing Biaoren not the slightest pretentiousness. He pulled it straight out, and the Longquan sword was so gently lifted upward, and the strength of the sword body was like a surging river. **Flooding, waves rolling, a white brilliance is generated above Zhu Biao's head! Unstoppable –

The attack of the man who waved his palm was fast and fierce, and he slaughtered from top to bottom. But at the critical moment, he didn't dare to step into that piece of white light-

He understands that the white mang itself is an incomparably sharp sword, not to mention his own pair of fleshy palms, it is an ordinary iron weapon blocking it, and it is also broken!

With a wave of his arms, he bent his waist and shrunk his legs. The left foot is a little on the right foot, and the whole body rotates 180 degrees, and it falls to the left side!

His strain was not unpleasant, but. Zhu Biao's movements are faster.

Ning Feng at the top, it was completely easy for Zhu Biao to do, he expected that the person would not be able to hit the stone with an egg, and the real purpose was waiting for him to change his moves.

It takes so much effort to turn in one direction, and I use all my hands and feet. Zhu Biao did this very easily, just a shake of his shoulders was enough.

Below, Wu Ye and the others simply watched Zhu Biao in mid-air suddenly fly to the left. And it's so fast. The Longquan Sword turned into a long rainbow, like a match, with the slightest sound of breaking the air and flying around the waist of the person waving his palm. Almost at the same time as the sharp edge appeared, it had already sprinkled a rain of blood.

The second dead man under Wu Ye arrived, his body was completely stopped and cut into two sections, the second half fell at Zhu Biao's foothold, and the upper half still flew to the side by inertia, pouring all over the ground!

Except for Zhu Biao, no one knows when the bamboo pole will rise to a height of more than a zhang in the air, when Wu Ye found his figure, the bamboo pole has rushed down from the air more than a zhang high, its speed is like a falcon, its fierce like an eagle, the gray clothes are flying, the sleeves of the robe are for a ride, and the cold light of the dagger has reached the top of Zhu Biao's head in the blink of an eye!

As his figure flickered, a cold light that was uneven also loomed in the light of the moonlight and stars.

The Longquan sword, which was still not stained with a trace of blood, was horizontal in front of him, and Zhu Biao used a move 'Thousand Blades Sword Mountain' to pull out beautiful sword flowers, and it looked so dazzling in the dim moonlight.

Thousand-bladed sword mountain, a sword technique that is so bloody and full of blood, but now it is full of charm. The sword flowers formed a starry hazy sword light, as if the lantern glass had risen to the sky, and in an instant, it completely enveloped the figure of the bamboo pole rushing down!

The rotation of the blade quickly cut through the air, so that there was a screaming sound in the air, no matter how beautiful Zhu Biao was, it did not change the root of "Seventy-two Ways Soul Chasing and Killing Sword" named after the palace of the underworld and the eighteenth layer of hell!

These names not only refer to the sharpness of the sword, but also the sound of the sword when the sword is drawn is like a person crying, which is also one of the major reasons. Of course, this may also be a system change.

Suddenly, a sharp force crashed into Zhu Biao from the right side, mixed with Wu Ye's roar, "Gao Yun quickly dodge-"

The change of shape shì was in the electric light and stone fire, Wu Ye's shout still had a lingering rhyme, and the instantaneous sound of gold and iron clashing was followed by Gao Yun's terrible scream.

Seeing the blood rain all over the sky again, it was the corpse again......

While Zhu Biao was killing the bamboo pole, he fanned his left palm several times, and the explosive energy pushed his body back into the field lightly.

The copper stick rubbed against Zhu Biao's waist, Wu Ye's weapon was a pair of short canes with a dark body, and after a few blows, Zhu Biao's left hand was a little numb, and Wu Ye's own two tiger mouths also hurt faintly.

Seven people are only four left in the blink of an eye!

Wu Ye, the man of the iron tower, the monkey-colored and clever thin guy, and the prime man with a strict expression that can't be joked.

The face of the middle-aged man is still strict, his expression continues to be strict, his eyes are staring at Zhu Biao, but there is no cruel and spicy color in his pupils, but solemn and ruthless.

Zhu Biao watched his right hand move slightly, and pulled out a guy from the hem of the back of his shirt - a golden stick, about the thickness of the arm, more than two feet long, I couldn't tell what kind of material it was made of.

"Pestle-", Zhu Biao faintly felt the origin of this person. But what's the matter today, first it's wearing boxing gloves, then it's a short staff, and now there's a vajra pestle, it's just a big gathering of Qimen weapons.

The tower-like strong man slowly turned to Zhu Biao's back with a cooked copper stick in his hand, and the guy with a monkey spirit also grabbed his own blade, which was the most ordinary knife, a single-edged knife.

The single knife slashed Zhu Biao's waist with a piercing sound of breaking the air, and the first person to shoot was not Wu Ye, not the man of the iron tower, nor the vajra, but this monkey-faced spirit, giving people the feeling that he was taking advantage of the opportunity. The figure moves with the knife, and what is shown is completely a posture of sacrificing one's life!

The Longquan sword rose up in an instant, the cold edge condensed, only to hear the crisp sound of "dang", it had already knocked away the attacking blade, and slashed down, and the sword blade slashed directly at the center of the person's eyebrows.

Knowing that Zhu Biao's reaction would be fast, the monkey spirit never thought that it would come so quickly, he even dragged the knife on top of his head, resisted the sword strongly, and then kicked with both feet, and his arms sprinkled left and right, like a frightened flying hoove.

The powerful vajra pestle poked Zhu Biao in his heart, and the sound of breaking the air whined, and the momentum was extraordinary. But in front of Zhu Biao, he suddenly flashed sideways, and a crisp sound sounded, and a little cold star flashed.

"Damn, it's empty." Hearing the sound of the machine spring, Zhu Biao immediately scolded, I didn't expect this extraordinary vajra to be a hidden weapon, a short dart as thin as a little finger went straight through, and there were two barbs at the tip of the dart, the outer edge of the barb was extremely sharp, but the inner edge never spoke, and the use was self-explanatory. The hook end presents a deep dark purple color, and its other function is also revealed at a glance.

"Dut-" The poison dart hit Zhu Biao's heart impartially, but Zhu Biao seemed to stretch his waist unintentionally, and at exactly the same time, the Longquan sword in his hand suddenly unfolded, and a waterfall-like sword light had been condensed with a shocking shout.

After a short and rapid sound of gold and iron, Zhu Biao was still Zhu Biao, but Wu Ye staggered with all his strength, and the left half of the vajra's body was even more bloody.

At the moment when Wu Ye's body was unstable, a little person under Zhu Biao's feet rushed up again like lightning, and the Longquan Sword slashed Huashan with a simple move, like the stars and the moon falling, and slashed down with an incredibly fast head.

A single-bladed knife and a cooked copper stick crossed and fell, and the cold cold light whistled in the strong wind, shooting towards Zhu Biao's up, down, left and right.

The eyes suddenly condensed, the body soared and flashed, the original form remained unchanged, and the blade was like lightning!

Two jet-black staff shadows poured out in Wu Ye's hands.

The cold mangs danced, the figures fluttered, and when the fourth life was calm, Zhu Biao had already taken it in his hands. The price paid for this was that the shirt on the waist and abdomen was torn diagonally and a foot-long opening.

This wound is due to the man with the monkey face! And he paid for it with his own life!

Sacrificial white robe and gold silk soft armor, poisonous darts and dark arrows come, swords and swords do nothing, Zhu Biao doesn't care!

A thunderclap-like roar sounded deafeningly, the eyes of the big man of the iron tower were red, and he held a cooked copper stick with both hands and pressed the top with Mount Tai, and slammed Zhu Biao's head!

"When ......" lingered for a long time, and the big man struck a powerful blow, which was taken by Zhu Biao with the Longquan sword, without the slightest reluctance. Zhu Biao stood upright, and the thin Longquan sword firmly held the egg-thick cooked copper stick three inches above his head.

A smile appeared at the corner of Zhu Biao's mouth, his physique and strength were already 80+, and his strength would not be afraid of this big man. There was not a trace of mercy in his hand, and the Longquan sword flashed by.

"Hide!" A loud roar woke up the big man, and he didn't have time to think about it and hurriedly pulled back.

How can a man who can be famous with hard skills get faster than "Blue Winged Bat King"——

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