The middle-aged man didn't dodge or dodge, and slammed straight into the kitchen knife.

Qin Luo was shocked, because he didn't feel the force feedback when the blade slashed the other party, but with a light hand in his hand, the kitchen knife had already been snatched away.

Qin Luo looked back, there was only an empty stone platform left behind him, where was there still half a trace?

"Good knife!" suddenly came the voice of a middle-aged man overhead.

Qin Luo looked up, and the other party had already stood on the sword grid of the giant stone sword at some point, and was holding the Xuanyuan kitchen knife to look at it carefully.

"Recall!" Qin Luo roared.

The kitchen knife trembled violently in the middle-aged man's hand, directly shaking his clenched hand away, and then flew towards the master at high speed.

The little orange cat climbed up along the sword body, Qin Luo didn't dare to drag it any longer, and directly pressed its berserk skill.

To deal with this weirdo, rage should be more useful than selling cuteness, right?

A dazzling white light suddenly lit up on Fat Lang's body, almost making Qin Luo's eyes twitch.

"Whew~!"

The white light flashed and disappeared, and a majestic white giant tiger with no stray hair on its body lay down in front of Qin Luo, and the giant tiger actually had a set of saddles on its back.

This skill movement is big enough, and the appearance is quite good, but what the hell is this saddle, does it have anything to do with the word rage?

Qin Luo, who was completely confused, hurriedly checked the skill bar, except for two more skills, all other skills turned dark gray.

And those two new skills that can be used, one is riding, and the other is transforming cat behavior......

Qin Luo burst into tears suddenly, which skill name is this, can you be more professional?

A skill that transforms into a mount state is actually called Berserk, what does it mean?

Fortunately, the middle-aged man did not attack at this time, he just stood on the hilt of the sword and looked curiously at the fat waves that turned into a white tiger.

Qin Luo stood in place with a kitchen knife in his hand, he couldn't guess the middle-aged man's mind at this time, so he had to sacrifice the Dafa of dealing with the enemy if he didn't move, I wouldn't move, and if the enemy moved, I wouldn't move.

In fact, Qin Luo also knew that the other party actually had no intention of hurting people, otherwise he and Fatty Lang would have burped a long time ago, where would there be a chance to play transformation here......

Just when the wind was calm between the two, the giant stone sword under the middle-aged man's feet suddenly let out a dragon groan, and then it actually drove all the long swords in the cave to shake violently.

Qin Luo clearly felt that there was actually a breeze in the confined space that was originally like a pool of stagnant water!

"Boy, if you don't want to die, come up quickly. The middle-aged man shouted violently, "Jian Gang is coming soon." ”

"Jian Gang?!" Qin Luo recalled Wen Changyu's words, knowing that the most terrifying existence in the Sword Shrine was about to appear!

He ran to the stone sword and looked up, and the smooth sword body that was more than twenty meters high directly persuaded him to retreat.

", labor and management are not geckos, how can they climb up?"

The movement around was getting louder and louder, and some of the long swords inserted in the bluestone had begun to rise into the air, slowly gathering together in the air.

When Qin Luo was in a hurry, the back of his buttocks was arched by a fluffy object, and when he looked back, it turned out to be the white tiger fat wave after transformation.

"yes, how did I forget about you!"

I can't go up by myself, but there is no pressure on the fat waves!

Qin Luo hurriedly turned over and rode up, and the white tiger jumped onto the sword grid with a slight vertical leap on the spot.

Thousands of long swords swirled and flew in the air like a dense school of fish in the sea, and the sword gangs they brought up cut countless fragments of the rocks on the cave walls.

This steel tornado spun faster and faster in the air, and more and more sword gangs shot out in all directions, and several even hit the body of the stone sword.

Qin Luo hid behind the fat waves and shivered, he took the time to look at his feet, countless sword gangs were shuttling between the bluestones like a rushing river.

It's no wonder that there is not even a mouse in this sword mound, and if he still stays below, it is estimated that there will be no scum left.

The middle-aged man stood at the front of the sword grid for a long time, and he had a rusty long knife in his hand for some time.

This knife is sharp in front and slanted in the back, with a thin blade and a thick back, and it looks a bit like the Song knife in the TV series. Although it doesn't look good, when it is held in the hands of a middle-aged man, an unprecedented murderous aura is born!

There was a piercing whistling sound in the air, and invisible swords flew towards the middle-aged man.

I saw that he had one hand behind his waist, and the other hand was swinging a long knife to smash the sword one by one. Jian Gang became more and more dense, and the long knife was also swung faster and faster, and in the end, it directly turned into a light curtain, and no Jian Gang could take a step beyond the thunder pool.

Qin Luo only heard the continuous clanging sound of gold and iron in front of him, and all the sword gangs that poured out like a torrential rain were actually blocked by the long knife.

The most stunned thing is that when this middle-aged man was wielding his amazing sword technique, he actually took off the wine gourd on his waist and poured it up, without even looking at the dense sword gang in front of him.

In addition to admiring the boldness of the other party's masters, Qin Luo could only secretly pray in his heart that this uncle would not die in vain, otherwise he would die an ugly death......

Jian Gang lasted for five or six minutes before stopping, and Qin Luo, who was in shock, looked up and saw that tens of thousands of long swords in the air had gathered into a giant sword, and the tip of the sword pointed at the middle-aged man and Qin Luo in the distance.

"Damn, this looks like a big move, right?" Qin Luo swallowed hard.

The middle-aged man also put away the contempt on his face and hung the wine gourd back on his waist.

The giant sword began to slowly fly towards this side, and Qin Luo felt that an incomparable monstrous sword intent was pressing towards him.

Every meter that the giant sword advances, that sword intent becomes even stronger!

The corners of the middle-aged man's clothes were blown to the sound of hunting, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a long knife was trembling slightly.

The giant sword began to accelerate, and the sword intent became more and more powerful. Qin Luo, who was nervously watching the battle, suddenly felt a little itchy on his face, he reached out and grabbed it, and it was actually a few coats of hair that had been cut off by the sword intent!

In the moment he was shocked, the giant sword increased its speed to the extreme, and the overwhelming sword intent made the white tiger almost unstable on his feet.

And Qin Luo, who was clinging to the two handfuls of tiger hair, was even more unbearable, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

The giant sword had already approached within twenty meters, and the middle-aged man suddenly snorted heavily, and Qin Luo suddenly found that the monstrous sword intent pressing on his body had weakened a little!

He immediately opened his eyes to the maximum, for fear of missing the middle-aged man's battle with the giant sword.

When the giant sword was less than two meters away from the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man suddenly shouted, he moved!

There was no earth-shattering momentum, and the long knife slashed at the greatsword in such a way as to be unremarkable.

It looks slow, but it comes first, and it slashes at the sword in an instant.

The sword is to the sword, the sword is broken!

The moment the blade touched the giant sword, the powerful sword intent that had originally filled the entire cave directly collapsed, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Qin Luo was shocked by this knife, and only after a long time did he come up with a sentence: "This, what kind of knife technique is this?"

"This is my self-created knife technique. The middle-aged man said slowly, "No return......