The pupils of the warrior in the power suit were shrinking sharply, and the momentum as thick as a mountain was gradually rising, and his hands were holding a long knife for some time, and his eyes were staring at each other with a glittering eye.

"You are deliberately giving the opportunity to the opponent again, so what is polite?" the woman in black fell, took a step faintly, and a bright sword light disappeared at once.

Sonorous!

This sword can be described as fast as a meteor lightning, and it is indeed surprising that the warrior in the strong suit has blocked it. Of course, if it weren't for Lu Suifeng's special advice before going up, he hadn't injected the true yuan power, otherwise, the ten martial artists would have turned into corpses under this sword.

However, I have to admit that the opponent's defense is indeed first-class, and the sharp reflexes are also quite good.

The feeling of the warrior in the power suit at this moment was extremely shocking, and he was shocked into a cold sweat by this seemingly random and floating sword, and almost took his own life, and he was shocked when he thought about it. The momentum on the body climbed again, the breath of the whole body became more intense and condensed, and the immovable majestic momentum of the mountain gradually condensed, and the whole person stood like a mountain.

The woman in black moved again, and took the same step forward, only this time she could clearly see the sword in her hand: very narrow, two fingers wide, very thin, like a cicada's wing. It was this sword, fluttering out, looking very vague, and the cicada-wing-like sword body was trembling slightly, making a slight humming sound.

A strong sense of crisis that had never been felt before suddenly rose, and the Xuan Force surged violently, so that the entire defense was like a surging sphere, like a brute force stabbing hard, it would inevitably encounter a rebound of a powerful qi machine.

But this sword seemed to be like a very sharp needle, which made the other party feel his heart beating faster, and subconsciously sensed a danger signal. Although there is absolute confidence in his own defense. But looking at the vague and trembling tip of the sword, I couldn't help but feel chills in my heart, and I was a little creepy.

It was such a narrow, thin sword that slowly, tremblingly, cut into the thick mountain-like defensive shield. A silent offensive and defensive battle unfolded in an instant, and the thrilling blocking and attacking were more thrilling than the fighting of swords and swords in the sky.

The woman in black didn't have any powerful momentum on her body, and she couldn't even feel the fluctuation of a trace of mystical power. The slender hands holding the sword were very steady, and slowly pushed forward. Where is it like a thrilling fight between life and death.

The face of the warrior in the strong suit was covered with beads of sweat, the green tendons protruded, and the Xuanyuan power of the whole body was all condensed on the long knife in his hand, and the wide blade was stubbornly resisting the narrow and sharp blade that was constantly advancing forward. I only felt a gentle latent energy pouring into my arm along the blade of the long knife, and a heart-rending sour and numb feeling made people feel very uncomfortable.

In shock, his heart froze, the muscles of his arms suddenly swelled, and the powerful concussive force suddenly surged violently towards the sword body of the woman in black.

This momentary counterattack caused the figure of the woman in black to leave the ground at once, and the person drew an arc in mid-air, and a ray of essence light burst out, rushing towards the opponent's face like a flying star from outside the sky.

The sudden and shocking change made the hairs on the whole body stand upside down. But this powerful warrior's mind was extremely firm, although he was shocked but not confused, the long knife in his hand swung rapidly, and the swords suddenly collided in the air, making a loud explosion. The powerful aftermath of the concussion caused the warrior to take a few steps back, his hands trembled, and he suddenly felt a burst of qi and blood churning in his body.

The proud defense, the momentum that is as immobile as a mountain collapses in an instant. His eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was condensed on the long knife, making a buzzing sound.

Born out of nowhere, a shocking blow!

A brilliant light slashed across the sky, slashing through the space, sandwiched by the momentum of thunder, and slashed towards the woman in black.

The figure of the woman in black suddenly became illusory at this moment, gathering and scattering, floating uncertainly, making the opponent's violent knife posture unable to accurately lock the opponent's figure.

The thunderous blow of the long knife finally fell, and the hard ground was splashed with rubble and dust. With a fatal blow, the long knife slashed down, and the entire body was suddenly frozen.

Blood suddenly gushed from the corner of the warrior's mouth, and a very narrow and thin sword plunged into his chest, the sharp tip of the sword peeking through the vest. One drop, two drops, three drops

If it weren't for the fact that the sword of the woman in black deviated a few points at the right time, the other party would have become a dead corpse at this moment.

The sword came out, and the blood gushed out, but when I saw a pair of slender jade hands flying rapidly in the wound on the opponent's chest, sealing the blood veins around him, the blood flow gradually stopped.

"Thank you for your mercy!" the warrior whispered weakly, his eyes revealing a sincere thanks.

"Don't do that thing of seeking skin with the tiger again!" the woman in black said lightly, returning the sword into the sheath, and the lotus step swayed gently and turned to leave.

The first battle was lost, and the white eyebrows of Qiu Lao Danzong were squeezed into a pile, and his expression revealed an unconcealable anger, and every loss meant one less chance of winning and one more crisis. It's just that this is only the first battle, and there are still four opportunities to fight, and the chance of winning is still very large. Hold your breath and don't mess with yourself and reflect the challenges below.

After an uproar, a middle-aged man in a cyan power suit walked out, forty-one or twelve years old, with a plain appearance and a restrained breath. Walking lightly, stepping on solid ground, as if stepping on soft lawn, gives people a feeling of being dusty.

What's interesting is that this middle-aged man picked for a long time, because they were all covered with black scarves, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and suddenly chose the woman in black who had just fought a place. Could it be that the other party has a plan to play the wheel war? But no one chooses the most petite looking man in black, and the phoenix eyes under the black scarf reveal a little blue light due to anger; why is it so unlucky?

The two sides were about ten meters apart, and the middle-aged man's body suddenly revealed a substance-like aura, surging, tearing the air, and surging towards the other party like a landslide.

The body of the woman in black, who seemed to be as calm as water, suddenly burst out with a huge and vast aura, and the white clouds visible to the naked eye rolled, layer upon layer, and waves of extremely powerful monstrous snow continued to wave.

Let the opponent's indomitable violent air flow storm violently, and it is always difficult to make an inch. As soon as the two sides came up, they started to compete with each other, and in the continuous stalemate and impact, there was a continuous crackling explosion.

The strong strength displayed by the woman in black aroused the fierce fighting intent in the heart of the middle-aged man. The momentum of the whole body climbed again, and the power edge became stronger.

For every point that the middle-aged man's breath increases, the other party's breath also increases by one point. The collision and fight of momentum and momentum caused the entire space to constantly hum and tremble, twisting and shaking.

The middle-aged man's Xuan power seemed to have risen to its peak, and the green tendons on his face gradually bulged. The woman in black is still calm and calm, with a calm and clear attitude.

Roar!

The middle-aged man suddenly let out a shocking shout, and a dazzling red light burst out of the air with the sound, and the galloping energy instantly condensed into a black tiger phantom, and his whole body emitted blazing flames. The temperature of the entire space rose sharply, and the surrounding crowd suddenly felt that the water on their bodies was evaporating, giving birth to a feeling of dry mouth.

A tiger roar resounded through the sky, and the four claws tore through the space, rolling up a storm of flames in the sky, and rushed towards the woman in black with rage.

Ten meters away from each other, the shadow of the flame tiger has not yet arrived, and people can already feel the high temperature of the flame, and the air seems to be filled with the smell of burning.

Black Tiger Splitting the Sky!

The middle-aged man suddenly grasped a big sword in his hand at some point, and a crimson light pierced the night sky, like a burning star.

Boom!

At the same time, the sword of the woman in black was also choked out of its sheath at this moment, but when a crisp sound was heard, a dazzling silver light swept through the air, as if it were torn through the sky by shock. In an instant, one by one, the white clouds shining with silver light converged into a vast sea of clouds, and the monstrous snow rolled up, and in the blink of an eye, the raging flame black tiger swept and swallowed.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the white clouds are burning, and the flames on the black tiger's body are constantly expanding, contracting, expanding and shrinking again.

In the vast sea of clouds, the hurricane suddenly rose, instantly turning into a series of sharp wind blades, raging and slashing, tearing apart the flame-steaming black tiger. Countless meteor flames splashed in the air, and it was spectacular.

In a moment, the crimson light gradually dimmed, and the phantom of the black tiger was broken down one by one by the sharp wind blade, and finally burst out with a sky-shattering explosion, and countless fireballs bloomed in the air, turning into sparks, like bright fireworks in the night sky.

The illusory shadow of the flaming black tiger then collapsed and disappeared, and the vast sea of clouds quietly retreated one after another. The competition between two different sword postures is thrilling and the wind and clouds change color.

The middle-aged man's sword collapsed, he snorted, stumbled under his feet, and immediately straightened his chest and back to stabilize his figure. With his eyebrows raised, he strode out angrily, and the long sword in his hand swung violently again, and a red sword light flashed out of the sword body, and flew straight towards the opponent like thunder.

This sword came too suddenly, and the speed of the sword was even more unexpected. The woman in black didn't even have time to turn her thoughts, the crimson sword had already rushed to the front door, and with her subconscious instinctive reaction, a;

But a fierce sword wind whistled softly in his ears, poof! The black scarf mask was suddenly torn apart, and three thousand green silks flew away, and a wisp of ear sideburns and green silk was cut by the bloody sword rays, and the broken hair flew green.

For a woman, every green silk is a part of her body, and she cherishes love very much. The other party cut off a strand of his own green silk, and Jian Zhongzhi felt like he wanted her life. The woman was angry, the ground cracked and the mountain collapsed, the murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and a sword light seemed to suddenly emerge from nothingness, and lightning rose from the bottom up.

The middle-aged man will kill a sword and accidentally stab the air, although he is not shocked, his wrist turns, and the blood-red sword light goes straight towards the opponent's neck, as for pity and jade, destroying flowers and willows, he doesn't care about it at all, and the only thought is to defeat the other party, even if he cuts off a beautiful head, he will not blink.