Tick......

Tick......

The red blood flowed along the cracked finger bones and the tiger's mouth.

Following the handle of the long knife held tightly in his hand, drop by drop fell to the ground.

With a heavy step under his feet, the rubble flew under the soles of his feet, and boom, a deep pit was blown out on the spot, Fang Zheng's left hand supported the back of the knife, and the person had instantly descended on the ruins where the corpse king was buried, and the knife light seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds, pressing the air on both sides, and smashing heavily on the ruins full of broken walls and stones.

His face was resolute, his eyes were firm, and he did not hesitate to make a move, today is either the death of the corpse king or his death, and there is no second ending.

Rumble!

Exploded on the spot, blowing up the earth and rocks, and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Wrong!!

Fang Zheng immediately sensed that his blow missed, and did not cut down the corpse king buried in the ruins.

Call!

At this moment, there was a screaming sound in the fog behind him.

"Kill!"

Fang Zheng's eyes were cold, and he roared, and the cold light flashed with a karmic killing ghost head knife, and there was a knife that reacted quickly behind him.

While!

Sparks burst into the air, and a huge explosion set off a circle of shockwaves visible to the naked eye, like a hurricane sweeping, briefly blowing away the surrounding fog, only to see two figures in the air fall backwards and exit at a faster speed.

Knock! Knock!

Fangzheng's legs are like the legs of two brute elephants, stepping backwards and stepping out of the big pit again and again, unloading the impact force into the ground, avoiding hard resistance to internal injuries.

At this time, Fang Zheng finally saw clearly what he had attacked before, it was actually the corpse king who was walking on the ground with two knives, and the corpse king had two more knives in his hand at some point.

At this time, the corpse king was even more embarrassed.

The man was covered in dust and had several blood marks on his chest, which had been injured by the shattered bones of the previous explosion. The most embarrassing thing is that the arm bone of his left arm is completely broken, and now the flesh and blood of his left arm have turned into a muscular tentacle like an octopus, grasping the hilt of the knife and holding it to the ground.

"A hundred years ago, I was the eighth person under the Japanese travel envoy, and I was only one step away from becoming king......"

"A hundred years ago, I was the eighth person under the Japanese tour, I still don't believe that I can't kill a milky hairy boy today!"

"You are wrong, one of us must die today, but that person is not you, but me!"

The corpse king roared, and he was so embarrassed by a little descendant that he went crazy.

Hammer!

Skimp!

The corpse king stabbed on the ground with two knives, and the smoke and dust billowed behind him, like setting off two earth dragons, with the rumbling momentum of wind and thunder, and the vigorous slaughter came towards Fangzheng.

It was so strong that the distance of tens of meters was almost instantaneous, and the long knife in the corpse king's right hand stabbed straight at the head, like a lightning bolt, stabbing straight to Fang Zheng.

While!

The moment the blades collided, a powerful cloud erupted, and a huge force directly exploded the earth dragon smoke and dust behind the corpse king, instantly engulfing Fang Zheng and obscuring his eyes.

"Die!"

The corpse king took the long knife in his right hand as the fulcrum of the ghost head knife in Fang Zheng's hand, and the double knives swirled in the air, and the double knives cut through the air very quickly, and the sharp wind blew up a large number of earth and stones around it, and the ruins were like waves, setting off the smoke and dust and earth and stones of the stormy waves, rumbling into powder, and tightly wrapping the whole Fangzheng into it.

"Good time!"

"Speaking of playing with knives, I am your ancestor!"

While!

In the smoke and dust, the sword light collided heavily, and Fang Zheng took the initiative to attack, rather than passive defense, he took the lead when the Corpse King's sword momentum had not yet reached its peak, and slashed at the nine-inch position of the blade.

This nine-inch position is like the weakest weakness of the knife, and when it is hit by a snake for seven inches, the double knife has just started to spin, and it is immediately forcibly interrupted.

And that's not all!

Fangzheng seemed to be a heavy slash, and finally by borrowing force, the blade of the knife was slightly horizontal, and the impact force was lightly discharged.

At the same time, the sword light swirled, and the third type of the blood knife broke the bones and tendons!

The ghost head knife uses force to fight, and the knife light changes treacherously, tearing and pulling at a weird angle that is beyond the difficulty of ordinary people!

A knife slices through the tentacles of the corpse king's left hand holding the hilt.

Burst!

A streak of blood shot out.

The corpse king was in pain, and the face of the corpse king with his cloak exuded showed anger, and at the same time, there was a look of disbelief and disbelief in his eyes.

"How, how is it possible!"

He couldn't understand why, after he had the double knife, not only could he not take advantage, but the old wound added new wounds.

Even if the corpse king wants to break his scalp, he will never think that Fang Zheng can get started quickly no matter what he practices.

A person who can practice the Blood Knife and the Fire Luo Dao Technique to the realm of a Mahayana Grandmaster has such a strong eyesight.

It is no exaggeration to say that there are very few people today who can be stronger than Fang Zheng in terms of knife experience.

This is still Fang Zheng's modesty.

After all, if you ask the world, who can be like Fangzheng, what knife tricks can be learned immediately?

His few days of cultivation are comparable to the decades of other grandmasters' painstaking cultivation and study in the sword technique.

Soon, the Corpse King was shocked to find that he was once again suppressed and beaten by Fang Zheng.

No matter how he slashed, he could always be seen through the angle of the knife by the eccentric young man in front of him, and every time he slashed, he could always be the first to be attacked by Fang Zheng, and when the knife momentum had not reached its peak, he was broken in advance.

Missed opportunities at every turn.

When!when!

Poof!

Every time he lost the opportunity, he was slashed by Fang Zheng's pursuit of victory, although his body was as solid as gold and iron, but he couldn't withstand the heavy knife light.

The Corpse King finally became a little more frightened the more he fought.

He found that he was even more vulnerable to using a knife himself than if he didn't.

Wrong!

It's not that he is vulnerable! It's that the young man in front of him has far surpassed the so-called grandmaster in his study and understanding of sword skills!

He fought with it.

It's as ridiculous as a baby wielding a wooden sword and competing with an adult strong man.

Infinitesimal!

A lonely boat in the deep sea!

At this moment, the Corpse King suddenly had an illusion that he was a lonely boat on the ocean shrouded in a storm, and it could capsize at any time.

And the heavy sword shadow in Fang Zheng's hand that is getting faster and faster is like a vast ocean, an unclimbable sword master to him.

"You ......"

The Corpse King was terrified for the first time, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Fang Zheng's heavy sword shadow like a raging storm.

In the monstrous smoke and dust, the two figures were still flying back and forth, attacking, and the earth and rocks under their feet were like big waves, which were constantly uplifted and rippled by the power of the great shore, and they were exploding everywhere.

On the surface, it seems that the two are comparable, but only the Corpse King knows that the other party has completely suppressed him, and there are more and more wounds on his body, which are already scarred.

Bang!

A piece of flesh fell to the ground, smashing up smoke and dust, and the flesh that was constantly chopped into the same wound was finally cut off at the last bit of flesh that was still attached, and the flesh and blood separated, revealing the severed right hand tendons and bones.

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