The red demon in his hand was ten meters away from the enemy in front of him.

However, the compressed air flow that trembled with the blade turned into a handle and swung out a fog blade.

The cutting edge of the Silver Light Knife has no effect on this fog knife.

The silver light knife slashed through it, and the fog knife was divided into two, and continued to move forward.

The reed raised the knife and slashed again.

The blade sliced through the air with a high-speed tremor, and the fiery and water-like star source power filled every gap that the Red Demon slashed through.

When the slashing speed of the knife broke through half Mach, all the sword qi that came out of the blade was all glued together in the line of sight.

Like a vast sea of knives, endless.

The power unleashed by one person unexpectedly covered the entire battlefield.

The first sword light did not enter Su Ding's body, and he glanced down.

The sword qi that came into contact with the armor melted instantly.

A shallow mark appeared on the nano armor, and it did not break the defense.

That blazing sword aura obviously looks domineering, but it is so painless and itchy?

It's weird at best.

Because there was no direct contact with itself, the remaining fog knife part collided with the guards behind it.

"Bells and whistles!"

No screams were heard.

Su Ding scolded, and his whole body was infused with the blade, accelerating furiously.

When Wei saw this scene, his eyes still didn't fluctuate.

Now, like a monk who is very meditative, nothing can make his mood fluctuate.

No matter how outnumbered, no matter how strong or weak, no matter whether they live or die.

As the saying goes, water benefits all things without fighting, and people are proud of the world.

This is the martial arts that Wei realized in just ten years after following Lu Ze.

"The moon is in the clouds, the fog is scattered and the flowers are blooming."

A self-mutter.

The three afterimages returned to one, and the Red Demon Authentic Sect swirled across the air.

The solid reed leaned down and lowered his head, holding the knife in his backhand, and then raised his head indifferently, staring at the forty-three people who had leapt into the air.

The eyes are faint.

A knife came out, bringing up a ten-meter shock.

"I said it, bells and whistles!"

Su Ding snorted coldly, but when he finished roaring, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Because he jumped high into the air, he suddenly felt a slight chill all over his body.

Subconsciously bow your head.

His pupils dilated for a moment.

The nano-armor seemed to have triggered some kind of inhibition mechanism, and cracks floated layer by layer, silently falling off into powder.

When I looked up again, I saw the red glow that began to swell after seeing the wind.

Su Ding's heart was terrified.

"Knife again!"

Standard battle formation block stance.

The blazing blade silently swept through the crowd.

A scene extremely similar to the previous one appeared, and the crimson sword was still as light and weak as water in front of the silver light knife, and everything was opened.

However, twenty times the strength of the previous one was caught in the sword qi and came to the body.

Puff puff......

A soft cracking sound sounded intensively.

It was as if there was a rain of blood in the air.

A Shura field was laid in front of the reed.

The whining wind blew through the forest, crying like a cry, with a palpitating tone.

renders this Shura field tragic and desolate.

Rao is a black-clothed bodyguard who has been in battle for a long time, and his stomach is also churning at this moment.

Immediately afterward, there was a chill that rushed overhead.

"Condense the qi with strength and break through the air."

"War King!"

"The other party is the king of war!"

The black-clothed bodyguards who were stunned by the change had all the hairs on their bodies, and the guns in their hands finally started in unison.

Ammunition does not need to be inclined in general.

The dense rain of bullets spread out a flat cover to the reeds.

Countless smoke and dust rose up, engulfing the demon in their eyes in an instant.

The fire covered a full fifteen seconds.

Until everyone emptied the magazines and the field fell silent.

"The bullet hit him just now, is it over?"

"But, but he's the king of war."

As soon as the words fell, above the smoke and mist, a light like water flashed out.

A circle of white waves spreads out.

The reed had already appeared in mid-air, slashing down with a single sword.

Rumble!

Three Mercedes-Benz G series formed a battle formation were cut through it, along with six black-clad bodyguards who were caught off guard.

The reed-faced expressionless knife is like an eagle attacking, disturbing the turbulence in the air, like a meteor falling to the ground.

In the phantom bulletproof car, Song Qing, the originally flattering driver, suddenly pressed a button in his hand at this moment.

Airplanes!

Layers of translucent energy shields suddenly poured out from the edge of the convoy battle array, and an energy keel sprang out from the top of each vehicle's head, handing over in mid-air, forming a thick cover that buckled inverted to the ground.

Boom!

There was a shudder.

Mars blooms.

The figure of the reed flipped in mid-air, landed lightly, took a step back, and looked up seriously at the sudden appearance of the defensive cover.

"A fort with over 6,000 defenses for a structural force field." Song Qing finally exhaled, looked at Wan Ziyue and grinned, "We're safe." ”

"Yes, a structural force field of up to 6,000 degrees of defense, supplied by dozens of large off-road vehicles equipped with energy carriers, can withstand hundreds of attacks by tank guns."

As exclusive to the wealthy, this structural force field, which should be counted as a consumable, costs up to 120 million to open!

Wan Ziyue leaned on the back seat of the car, looking at the reed that seemed to give up like a dead man, and a sneer came out of his mouth.

This is his home turf after all.

If you don't go to Yandu, you will never know how high the ceiling of this world is, how advanced the technology of this country is, and how ...... the heritage here is Deep!

After seeing the reed that was blocked by another random swing, Wan Ziyue finally laughed.

He gently pulled the car door.

"Young master, it's dangerous outside!" Song Qing's face turned pale with fright.

"It doesn't matter, after all, how much is a war king, this is the first time in my life that Wan Ziyue has been intercepted and killed by a war king."

"It's rare to have a commemoration, I'll take a group photo and say goodbye."

Wan Ziyue smiled and spoke, and after speaking, he opened the car door and walked out.

"Can you tell me why you want to kill me?"

"Well, it looks like you don't want to talk." Wan Ziyue looked at the young man who seemed to be helpless, and suddenly realized, "Actually, I personally suggest that you might as well run away now." ”

"Would you like to play a game of eagle catching chickens with me?"

Wan Ziyue still had hideous wounds on his face, and there were large swaths of corpses lying in front of him, and dozens of meters away had become a sea of blood in Shura.

But Wan Ziyue's eyes still had a smile in his eyes.

This is Yandu, the more he stands here, the more he has the confidence to speak like this.

However, it was destined to disappoint him.

Wei's gaze did not fluctuate in any way because of Wan Ziyue's words, he just took a step back.

Then he clasped his hands together and lifted the Red Demon in the middle, high above his head, towards the sky.

The Red Demon Masamune slashed a beautiful arc through the air, pointing diagonally to the ground as Reed's hands landed at his side.

"Naturally, there is a reason to kill you."

"Mr. Wan, please get on your way."

With a whisper, the black hair of the reed automatically floated against the wind.

All the fabrics on the whole body shook violently.

"My red demon is all-encompassing, and everything is continuous."

“…… Swing your sword. ”

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