"Hahaha, you're good. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Dusty suddenly laughed madly, maybe it was the same loneliness, or maybe it was something else, even he felt that he was talking a bit too much nonsense, but everything was just as he wanted, he wanted to say, so he said it.

The two stared at each other at the same time, and there was an eerie silence.

Then the two moved again at about the same time, and Shura and Zangfeng clashed, just like their masters, perhaps the rivals of fate, or perhaps the same people.

"Shura Cross Slash."

Dusty Sky slashed out on the left and right, Shura drew a sharp cross, and rushed towards Zimo with a blood-colored darkness, and even the ground was cut out by him with two cracks.

Zimo also drew a cross, his cross was different from the dusty sky, it was the kind of silver, the kind of silver light that could cut through the space.

The two of them were startled at the same time, each looking at each other, obviously not expecting that the moves of the two were so identical, and at this moment, the two of them also determined each other's strength, fifth-level evolutionaries, both fifth-level evolutionaries.

The two crosses collided, then annihilated, this time evenly matched.

"Slayer Blade."

Zimo didn't hesitate, he swung out a knife again, and the silver blade appeared in space, and four knife shadows appeared out of thin air, which was already the limit of what Zimo could urge now—four.

It was this fourth blade, and it was barely able to use it in the past two days, and if it was the Emperor Extermination Blade, he could only urge two blades at a time.

Four blades lined up in a row, hesitating in a wave of silver, surging to drown in the dust.

On the corner of Chentian's mouth, Yang still had that bloodthirsty and lonely smile, that feeling, like not taking anyone, or anyone's life, into his eyes, even his own.

When the silver blade pounced on the dusty sky, Shura quickly slashed three swords, and the killing blade disappeared, but the dusty sky took a step back.

Dusty's expression changed color for a moment, as if he was annoyed, annoyed that he would take a step back.

Maybe it's because he comes from the same place that he is eager to prove that he is stronger than the other party, anyway, now Chentian's heart is not happy.

So he used his way to pay tribute to Zimo, his eyes were full of fierceness, and he rushed towards Zimo with the Shura knife, and it was a heavy slash when he went up.

Zimo clenched Zang Feng, raised the blade to resist, and then picked up, picked off the Shura knife, Zang Feng turned, changed from pick to slash, and slashed towards the dust.

There was a knife wound in the shoulder of Dusty Sky, and it was obvious that Zimo had the upper hand again in this blow, but was this really the case?

The injured dusty sky, the complexion did not change, and the light in his eyes was excitement, yes, excitement.

The injured dust seemed to be even more terrifying, his eyes were even red, staring at Zimo, that kind of excitement and cruelty, as if a single look could tear Zimo apart.

Just as Zang Feng slashed his body, he didn't pause, he didn't even care about his wounds, Shura knife turned, stabbed towards Zimo, and exchanged injuries for injuries, and Zimo also didn't take advantage.

This is just the beginning, when the dust sky hit Zimo, it didn't stop. He was like a mad beast, attacking like a cascading wave, each time more ferocious, each time more fierce.

Zimo was beaten like this and retreated, but after this attack, it can be said that Zimo took advantage of it. The wounds on his body kept increasing, which were cut by Shura, but there were more wounds on the earth, and they were more serious than Zimo's.

But Dusty still didn't care, his eyes became more and more bloodthirsty, more and more excited, and his attacks became more and more ferocious.

For a moment, Zimo had doubts, could this be the way of fighting in the dusty sky, exchanging injuries for injuries, or if the wounds could make him stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, Zimo glanced at the scars on Chentian's body, no wonder, there are so many wounds on his body, how can this way of fighting not leave wounds.

At the same time, his heart became more vigilant, and a sense of danger arose, such a dusty day was too dangerous.

This is a man from the same wasteland as he is, and he is even more ruthless than himself, not only to his enemies, but also to himself.

Dusty is not a fool, since he dares to spend it like this, he must have the confidence to do so.

Zimo believes this, not only because of his trust in the enemy's strength, but also because of his incomparable familiarity with the wasteland.

It can't go on like this.

In an instant, Zimo made a decision, there is a limit to exchanging injuries for injuries, when this attack is fatal enough, how can you exchange injuries for injuries?

Emperor Blade.

The familiar move reappeared, the power of the natal force hooked, and the silver blade reappeared, this time the silver glow was brighter than the last time, it was a kind of silver light that could pierce everything with just one glance.

Sharp, bright, domineering, but full of destruction, two silver blades appeared at the same time, and in an instant, they had already sunk into the earthy body.

Of course, this is not the end.

The first form of Tibetan Feng - the ultimate.

The knife style that had just been created by the quilt reappeared, and Zang Feng drew a half-arc, bringing out a half-moon silver glow, which was a scale-like fluctuation, beautiful but with a thick murderous intent.

Silver Radiance shrouded in the dust, and in the end, it was the fastest way to kill the enemy.

Dusty snorted, these two tricks made him uncomfortable.

These two moves did not kill him, but he was injured, and Chentian's face was ugly in a flash.

But immediately, it was replaced by more bloodlust and excitement, which was a perverted feeling, as if the more injured he was, the more excited he became.

Shura-Yellow Spring.

Dusty raised the Shura knife and swung out a knife, this knife seemed to be a knife from hell, driving the sun and the moon, Zimo's heart was filled with horror, this move was more powerful than his ultimate power.

Zimo only felt that there was a moment of darkness in front of him, and it seemed that a river had appeared.

Yellow Spring, what is Yellow Spring?

The Yellow Spring exists on the way to Yama, and the living will die if they touch it, and at this moment, Zimo feels like this.

The cold hairs on his body rose at first, like an ordinary person who had been touched by yellow spring water.

The great danger, one carelessness, is death.

Zang Feng was lifted up by Zimo, but this did not give him a sense of security, he wanted to avoid this knife, but he felt that there was no way to avoid it.

How can you avoid the Yellow Spring?

Closer, closer, this knife fell in his eye, it was a yellow spring, and it was like a black line.

The speed of this knife is very fast, and it seems to be very slow, but Zimo feels like this, and he can't dodge it.

Or, being slow to the extreme is not a kind of fast.

Zang Feng lifted it, but it was useless.

Zimo was repelled by this knife, took a few steps back, and then, an invincible force sank into his body.

This energy, with the sword qi, and the rest of the power, seems to be the natal and the other.

Poof.

Zimo spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood, and the invading energy was constantly destroying his body, and the strange thing was that his Extinction Natal did not wipe him out in the first place.

How is this possible?

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