Wang Huange and Zhong Shaohua were facing each other from afar, staring at each other.

When we meet on a narrow road, no matter how much we say, it is useless, and only winning or losing by force is the king's way.

Both of them have appropriate and excellent martial arts talents, and if they continue to cultivate like this, they will become strong people in Xichuan County.

One is a closed disciple of the sect master of the Dusk Sea Sect, who has obtained the inheritance of the ancient sword sect, has unparalleled swordsmanship, and has cultivated a special martial art to control the wind.

One is a young man who knows the way of the five elements, has many spiritual weapons, and has a dual cultivation of Fu and Wu, has killed many powerhouses at the peak level of the ancient realm, and even killed a strong ancient realm martial artist like Li Mengru who is as strong as the Sun Thief.

It's a real battle of the dragons.

Although the momentum of the two of them continued to skyrocket, and the bump and vision caused by Fang Cai were also earth-shattering, they were just like the many clumsy smells that Wang Huange sensed, none of them could be relaxed from this peak, and they could not be discovered by people outside.

"Boy, although your strength is good, but in front of me, the roots are about to collapse, now, no one can help you, you obediently suffer death"

The dynamics of the slaughter came into Wang Huange's ears, Zhong Shaohua's hand was already an extra sword, the sword was not unsheathed, and it announced a sharp smell outward, the scabbard was made of unknown materials, it looked full of ancient meaning, obviously, this sword has a great origin.

Zhong Shaohua's three pairs of wings did not shake as rapidly as Fang Cai, but Wang Huange could clearly feel that Zhong Shaohua's control over the surrounding air flow was still increasing.

Following Zhong Shaohua's energetic work, the air currents in this area seem to be gathering towards him, and the entire space driven by it has a bit of a dent taste, with him as his heart, it is infinitely sunken.

This is the embodiment of martial arts proficiency and strength, which can attract the surrounding air flow in an instant, and can manipulate space with every gesture to gain the advantage of war.

If he can't be hostile to his martial arts and strength, then he only needs to move at will, so that his opponent can fall into the rolling air flow he induces, and he can't control his body, and at that time, he only needs to quietly swing his sword, and he can harvest the opponent's life, as simple as if he could get it at his fingertips.

Fighting against him, even if he is a strong man in Li Mengru's ancient realm, he must be treated with caution.

"This guy is too violent, I don't know what Yuchen will do" On the ground, Chen Li Mengrushan looked at Wang Huange with a solemn face, and his heart was slightly worried.

In the face of Zhong Shaohua's aggressive posture, Wang Huange's heart was like water, his eyes stared straight at Zhong Shaohua, his body moved at will, as if he was not affected by the air flow controlled by Zhong Shaohua a little, and said lightly, "Zhong Shaohua, you have too much nonsense, will you only take advantage of your tongue?"

"Hmph, boy, you already want to die early, how can I be dissatisfied with your reasoning and let you strike first, and use your strongest methods to prevent you from being confused." Zhong Shaohua snorted coldly, looking at Wang Huange's gaze, with a look of arrogance and arrogance towards all beings.

"Qiang"

Wang Huange didn't talk nonsense, with a move of his hand, the spirit snake sword appeared in his hand, and the gloomy sword light swam in the sharp blade, suddenly turning into tens of thousands of cold rays, enveloping Zhong Shaohua. In an instant, all of a sudden, there were ink-colored swords, flying strangely, making any dodging method useless.

He used the Spirit Snake Sword to play the golden thunder fingering, the blade of the Spirit Snake Sword was bent like a snake, and the sword light that was stirred up was also like a spirit snake, and the trajectory of the rapid shot away was erratic and elusive, making it difficult for Zhong Shaohua to deal with.

"It's too slow, it's not a single move you can expect, it's enough to beat you"

At the moment when the thousands of swords of the Spirit Snake Sword flew out, the three pairs of wings behind Zhong Shaohua shook slightly, and the whole person had already blended into the wind, and every grass and tree in this piece of **, every move, at this moment, seemed to become slow.

Almost as he was talking, a sword appeared next to Wang Huange, the sword was still in its sheath, but it had the ability to pierce everything.

It's too fast, too fast to expect

There are no words to describe the speed of the sword, if the speed of the ordinary warrior is to describe it in an instant, then this sword can be expressed in an instant in ten thousandths.

"Poof"

A sword pierced Wang Huange's head.

"Bang"

Wang Huange's head directly turned into powder, and the whole figure was also active and faded, obviously a phantom, but in the phantom, there was a real thing, which was an ink-colored talisman.

"Burst"

With a cold shout, this talisman also released a brilliant brilliance and burst open.

"Oops"

Zhong Shaohua's body also flashed at this moment, he found the martial art to control the wind from the inheritance of the Wufang Sword Sect, and cultivated it, he could master the wind and air flow, and cooperate with the Wufang Sword Sect's Wufang Sword Technique.

He stabbed with this sword, although he had the mentality of killing with one blow, he also knew that the young man in front of him had a great chance of dodging. However, even if it is stabbed by the afterimage of Wang Huange's movement, the direction of Wang Huange's movement can also be judged according to the afterimage, and the true location of Wang Huange can be found immediately, and the assassination is like a shadow, this is the ferocity of Wufang swordsmanship.

Even if Wang Huange has tens of millions of skills, he can't deal with the assassination like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

If you can dodge one sword from him, can you still dodge a thousand swords and ten thousand swords

It's just that although his abacus is good, he never expected that when Wang Huange moved, he actually left a burst charm in the same place, and calculated the timing of his assassination, and detonated it together when he moved. This shocked him, after all, he didn't know the power of the explosive talisman.

In a hurry, Zhong Shaohua was already shaking the sword, forming a sword qi protection in front of him, and evacuated quickly.

However, the moment he evacuated, a cold dynamic came to his ears, "You are too proud. ”

When a syllable of this dynamic movement reached his ears, he felt an incomparable sword qi shoot from behind him, and a terrifying sword intent full of killing intent enveloped his body in an instant.

The gray snake sword was now approaching his back.

Wang Huange knew very well that Zhong Shaohua's unruly swordsmanship was extremely powerful, and Zhong Shaohua's killing intent towards him was extremely strong, and his first shot would be earth-shattering, so when he took out the spirit snake sword, he took out a talisman and hid it in the palm of his hand, and used the spirit snake sword to play the golden thunder fingering together, and he had already played the wind and unfixed footwork to dodge and leave the talisman in place.

It was revealed that Zhong Shaohua's sword was as fast as thunder, and if he moved a little slowly, he might indeed be injured under Zhong Shaohua's sword. However, he calculated with or without intention, and when he calculated Zhong Shaohua's sword, the back work he left behind was immediately brought into play.

When Zhong Shaohua saw the talisman, he heard the "explosion" again, and hurriedly evacuated, chaotic

(End of chapter)