Whew...

Whoa...

The soft sound of the knife coming out and rubbing against the scabbard is especially clear between heaven and earth.

In the eyes of everyone.

Under the Dragon.

Xia Ji slowly opened his eyes, his hand grasped the hilt of the Hundred Battles Knife, and the knife was half an inch, and an unimaginable murderous aura bloomed on it.

Even if you are thousands of meters away, you can feel the breath of death for 10,000 meters.

His arms glowed with a burning bright gold.

This is the immortal golden body.

"King's Landing!"

The ninth of the sword, reigning in the world.

The sword is the way.

The knife was finally pulled out, and in the dusk, it was no longer a knife, but a light that symbolized death.

But.

What Murong Tianlong saw was completely different from what others saw.

He saw an eerie phantage sewn up from white flesh soaked in water, charred flesh mixed with magma, and the fairest cheeks of a beauty, emerging behind his opponent.

The virtual image was a woman, and she let out a terrible laugh.

As his opponent drew his sword, the laughter became more and more crazy, reaching his ears.

An unimaginable breath of death rushed over his opponent.

He couldn't help but close his eyes, and when he opened them again, in an instant, the phantom had disappeared just now.

All that was left was a mass of death-clad knives, slicing through the space and slashing at his own life.

He's an evil dragon.

Then, this sword comes out like the emperor of the country of death, for the king of Hades!

Evil dragon vs. Hades!

Hundred battle knives against cold saws.

The two figures were staggered.

The wind seemed to explode.

The origin of the violent vortex that turned into a two-person knife swept quickly towards the surrounding area.

The grass is reaped and stirred up.

Time.

Hundreds of meters around the two of them, there was actually flying grass, dust, mud and rock.

The sound of stirring wind and thunder exploded from time to time in the area where others could no longer be seen.

"Five hundred meters back!"

The general who was temporarily transferred from Liangzhou in the north of Great Wei hurriedly raised his hand.

There was horror in his eyes.

These two people have not reached Tianyuan, or they have passed through the Xuan, they are so terrifying, if they have stepped on, isn't it a step to the sky?

But think about it carefully, which Tongxuan was not a brilliant person back then?

If you want to break through the shackles of mortals, which one is not one in a million?

Their existence is a miracle in itself.

It's the limit of human beings.

In his eyes, the place where the two fought had turned into a huge "hood-like area", flying sand and rocks, wild grass and dancing, and the light of the setting sun cast a quiet red on this area.

The general's raised hand raised again, and he raised his voice: "No, a thousand meters back." ”

The Yan army also retreated with a tacit understanding.

Mr. Big Feng Rui stroked his beard and frowned: "It's no wonder that this little beast speaks wildly, but he has some ability, but why is his momentum so fierce?"

As he spoke, he pulled the reins and stepped back, looking at the area where the sword qi was rampant, it seemed to be Ling Chi Field, if ordinary people strayed into it, I was afraid that it would be like being cut by thousands of thin knives in an instant, as if Ling Chi had been tortured.

When !! !! when !!

The two people in the center of the stage rarely use knives, but each knife is exaggerated to the point that ordinary people in the rivers and lakes can't imagine.

Whether it was Xia Ji or Murong Tianlong, they were not feeling well at the moment.

Xia Ji controlled some of his strength slightly, such as the poisonous qilin, such as the extra explosive power of the four doors of the screen.

If he really gives it his all.

Then it should be his own 387 years of skill, plus the additional 240 years of skill after the four doors of the screen were opened, plus the 1 unit of death qi of the sword intent, plus the terrifying poisonous gas of the alien poisonous qilin, such a knife is his strongest blow at this time.

However, he left some hole cards, so he only used Wujiazi skills, with the qi of death, to fight against Murong Tianlong.

But even so, Xia Ji was still a little awe-inspiring, because the opponent's strength could be equal to him for a short time.

It felt like he wasn't fighting someone.

It's a man and a dragon.

The dragon is the knife in his hand, right?

Xia Ji was not surprised.

Murong Tianlong was not shocked, because he now felt that he was falling into some kind of crazy state.

His originally handsome and thin face became more and more evil, and among the seven apertures, black smoke began to rise, and his eyes were round and bloodshot.

The evil dragon in the cold saw was extremely excited, and was roaring wildly in his head.

How can a man's head withstand the roar of a dragon?

Murong Tianlong only felt that every second was extremely tormented.

The originally scheduled three knives have long been out, but the other party is still alive.

"Little Evil Relic!!Demon Buddha Amplification!"

A knife to open the distance.

In the wind, sand and grass blades dancing wildly in the sky, Murong Tianlong held the eighteen human bone prayer beads in his left hand, and his true qi was lucky, and a blood-red air flow turned counterclockwise in the prayer beads.

In an instant, there was a continuous burst of "bang bang bang".

Eighteen human bone rosaries exploded almost simultaneously.

It seemed that eighteen golden and black airflows, holy and evil, coexisted and rose up, and then shot into Murong Tianlong's body from the seven orifices.

This golden-black qi suppressed the black smoke, and Murong Tianlong clenched the magic knife Leng Yansaw with both hands, and the power was reinserted into the earth.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and the look in his eyes was not human.

It was a mixture of evil dragons, demon Buddhas, and the people he had killed over the years.

The gold and black textures suddenly emerged under the skin of his face, turning into a simple formation.

This is the amplification formation of the Little Evil Relic.

It is also Murong Tianlong's hole card.

The Demon Buddha amplified array, paired with the Evil Dragon's Knife.

"Die!!"

Spider-like textures emerged from Murong Tianlong's feet.

He lifted his sword and leaped wide, like a vast evil dragon that opened its eyes and opened its mouth, revealing its fangs.

Xia Ji was not afraid.

He also leapt to his feet.

When we meet on a narrow road, I won't take half a step back.

The power of crazy operation was carried out in the dark gold knife, and all of a sudden, the internal force of Rokkako was full, and his own momentum was no longer restrained, and all of them were released.

Knife to knife, I don't know how many times they have clashed.

Rumble!!!

The thunder exploded, as if descending from the Nine Heavens Galaxy!

There was a huge wave of qi, and even the two armies that were far away felt the thrilling agitation.

The grass blades of dust exploded, shooting quickly towards the surroundings, and the leaves were like flying knives.

The soldiers were dumbfounded, if they were still standing in their original positions just now, they were afraid that they would have been enveloped in this area, and that grass and stone were not accompanied by sword qi, even if they could not kill them, they would have been injured.

Where is this still a contest in the True Yuan Realm?

Who can win between the two masters who leapfrog the challenge level?

Xiaolu Ding, the national teacher of the mountain peak in the distance, the two worshippers hidden behind the Wei army, the Yan army Wei army, Mr. Big Mr. Fengrui, and the Yan army entourage master are all looking here.

Nervous, or appreciative, or shocked, or stunned, or hostile...

No matter what kind of gaze you look at, you can't see victory or defeat.

Life-and-death!

Who's in charge of ups and downs?!

The smoke cleared.

All the flying grass and dust seemed to have lost the support of their strength, and in an instant, they subsided and slowly settled towards the earth.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

It's settled.

What exactly is the ending?

What's going on inside?

The sunset was nearing the end, the bright moon was rising, and in the dense gray atmosphere, a figure carried a long evil knife, holding a human head in his left hand at random, and slowly walked out.

Mr. Big Fengrui was ecstatic in his heart.

An evil knife of that length must be a cold saw.

In this way, it is Tianlong who wins.

What if that little brute was so talented?

If you're dead, you're nothing!

Well, well done, Tenryu!

He recognized Leng Yansaw, and there was no shortage of bright-eyed people on Dawei's side, at this time, they were all dark and dim.

Xiao Lu Ding was dumbfounded, his heart was as if he had fallen to the bottom of the abyss, and his petite body trembled uncontrollably.

How... How can it be?