Fu Youye hesitated a little longer, and the sharp cold star would directly pierce his temple, and his right arm was stretched out, shooting out like lightning, and he actually avoided the opponent's sword blade very dexterously, and slapped his palm on the attacking sword body. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The strength of this palm was so strong that it slapped this killer sword sideways under one blow. Fu Ziyun's sword momentum was agile and floating, and his body turned with the sword, flashing five feet away in an instant, and using the power of rotation to clear the strength left by the opponent on the sword.

The other party's pair of gloves are not even swords, I don't know what kind of material they are made of, at least at the level of the first level of heavenly products. A person can slap a palm against the sharp blade of the sword, and can delicately avoid the blade of the sword and hit the body of the sword, this courage and sense of battle are very within the reach of people. Only a top killer like Fu Youye dares to be brave and brave.

Fu Youye's figure moved again, intending to get rid of this situation of being attacked by the enemy, but unfortunately the other party would not give him this chance again.

Fu Ziyun seemed to know that he would sneak away again, with a twist of his wrist, the sword returned, trembling, a fluttering sword, there was no fixed trajectory and direction, but the invisible sword qi and sword intent were everywhere, and it was difficult to determine where to attack in the next moment, so that the other party did not dare to act easily.

Looking at Fu Youye's eyes, there is a flickering cold light in the sky, each cold light contains a murderous intention, it is difficult to distinguish between fiction and reality, and a wrong prediction is bound to splash blood. Unexpectedly, the opponent's sword momentum was so weird and powerful, and a slight negligence was enveloped in it, and suddenly there was danger.

From attacking and killing the other party to being attacked and killed by the other party, there is even a chance to sneak away. If it weren't for the top killer who was accustomed to seeing the stormy waves, he was in danger, although he was shocked, he didn't mess up, and without the slightest hesitation, a pair of dark diamond iron palms instantly turned into a palm shadow in the sky, and he slapped out seventy-seven forty-nine palms in one go, and he was hard to block and hard to connect, and a pair of gloves could resist the cutting of the blade without any damage.

Under the blood-colored remnant sun, palm shadows, swords flew vertically and horizontally, and staggered collisions, and a piercing roar continued to explode in the air.

Fu Youye's pair of dark adamantine iron hands, the palm shadows were layered on top of each other, rushing out like a tide, and with sharp energy, the mountain sword shadows that Lu Suifeng attacked were dissolved one by one. The body constantly drifts from side to side, intending to distance itself from the opponent and get out of the attack range.

The depressed thing is that no matter where it moves, the opponent's sword always follows like a shadow, like a maggot to the bone, and a little cold star suddenly shines out from the shadow of the impermeable palm, like a flying star from the sky, and rushes straight to the center of the eyebrows.

Fu Youye was frightened, his figure flashed and fled, and his hands reached to his waist at the same time, retreating, retreating...... The cold star is like a messenger chasing souls and asking for his life.

With the momentum of retreat, while dodging left and right, the action of reaching out with both hands unexpectedly touched two sharp short knives, and the two blades instantly conjured up a dazzling brilliance, and the cold knife light crossed the night sky, and two crisp sounds of gold and iron resonated, and the rushing cold star swept away.

The next moment, the Jedi counterattacked, continuous knife rays vertically and horizontally, each attack was carried with sharp knife intent, knife qi sprayed, and the fatal blow often rushed out in the illusionary light curtain, its speed was so fast that people's eyes could not adapt, and Lu Suifeng's figure was also instantly cut by this phantom knife light.

A muffled snort sounded in the misty whirlwind of the sword light swirling, and a puff of blood light sprayed with the sound, Fu Ziyun was caught off guard by the opponent's Jedi counterattack, although he got out of the storm-like sudden attack, the clothes on his left arm were still cut open by the sharp knife qi, and he was injured, and blood overflowed.

Fu Youye's pair of cold and sharp eyes flashed with a fierce sneer, The counterattack was successful, seizing the opportunity, the momentum soared, and a strong round of fierce attacks forced the opponent to dodge left and right, and had to return to the sword to protect himself. The body shape is as fast as the wind, and the clouds float and change.

The next moment, he suddenly appeared on the left side of Fu Ziyun's injury, and the two knives in his hands came out again, one left and one right, one knife cut horizontally under the ribs, and one knife pierced the legs that were rapidly slashed from top to bottom, focusing on the opponent's waist and lower parts, and the serial killing was fast and weird.

The double knife attacked and killed in a row, Fu Ziyun was half a minute late when he realized it, and the hem of his dress was slashed by a sharp knife, but fortunately, when he dodged, he did not hurt the skin of the cortex. The opponent actually squatted close to the ground to counterattack and kill, and because the sword at the bottom was slightly weaker, it was taken advantage of.

The series of changes in Fu Youye is extremely strange, and ordinary people are afraid that it will be difficult to escape this catastrophe. But Fu Ziyun's sword could always hit the opponent's short knife from an incredible angle, and with a sonorous sound, the double swords were suddenly swept away by a latent force.

With a flick of his wrist and three consecutive strikes with a sword, the momentum on Fu Ziyun's body suddenly changed, swallowing the sky and shaking the earth. Dignified and upright, without any fancy vanity, the sword splits the mountain and cracks the stone.

Fu Youye seemed to be intimidated by the other party's sudden outbreak of sky-swallowing momentum, and he didn't dare to take the challenge head-on at all. The twin swords were hidden behind the elbows, and the thin figure flickered and moved, intending to break free from the shroud of the opponent's sword momentum.

Shocked to find that he had been firmly locked by an incomparably powerful qi machine, no matter where he moved, there was a surging sword rush. All the directions were shrouded in the opponent's fierce sword aura, and the so-called phantom speed became a joke at the moment, useless. At this time, there is no real material to learn, only waiting to be divided.

Fu Youye's strength is not weak, and even the hole cards that save life are endless. Although he was shrouded by the opponent's fierce sword momentum, he did not have a hint of panic, and at the same time, there was a faint cold aura on his body, like the yin wind coming out of the crack in the door, like a knife and a needle.

The next moment, I suddenly saw him shake his hand and pop out a wisp of life-killing green silk cold light, blocking the opponent's sword momentum, and the two swords conjured up a piece of brilliance at the same time, cutting obliquely and horizontally left and right, and a trace of cold murderous aura ghostly penetrated the dense sword net, like an illusory, ghostly entanglement towards Fu Ziyun's throat.

It's so fast! so fast, so fast, so fast. No one saw his movements, and it was creepy. It is impossible to prevent it, and if you are an ordinary person, you are afraid that you have become a corpse at this moment. There is simply no time to dodge and react.

The life-threatening cold light was only an inch away from the throat, and a hint of joy flashed in the upper part of Fu Youye's eyes, and suddenly a little essence shone in front of him, like a flying star in the sky, and flew straight towards the center of his eyebrows.

Who's faster? Will your deadly silk cut my throat, or will my sword pierce your brow first?

Fu Youye seems to be timid, yes. Killers are usually very calm and pragmatic, and will never fight for the short and long of the moment. The opponent's sword was a fraction faster than his own Deadly Silk, not to mention that the chill he sent out a second ago was just a false move.

Fu Youye's figure drifted, avoiding the opponent's blade, and with a flick of his wrist, the life-killing Qing Silk suddenly retreated, but it unexpectedly moved towards the opponent's heart.

The sudden evolution is too weird. The real fatal blow is the opponent's fatal heart.

"Change it, you're already a dead man!" Fu Yuye's cold voice seemed to come from the Netherworld, making the pores stand upside down.

It was a well-calculated blow that no dodge would help. I could only watch as the sharp blade pierced through the chest mercilessly.

Fu Youye's eyes showed a cruel and bloodthirsty smirk, and his mouth was only halfway open before he suddenly froze: the deadly green silk penetrated through the opponent's chest, seemingly without any sense of strength and without any obstacles.

"It's not good! this is an afterimage!" Fu Youye was suddenly startled and retreated......

The killer's methods can be described as endless, the moves are vicious, and the body methods are weird, which is difficult to prevent. However, what he saw in his opponent was unparalleled self-confidence, doing whatever he wanted, and when he realized the sword, the sword went out to chase the soul and kill him...... Every time the opponent makes a sword, it envelops the opponent's seven vital parts, which is very floating, tricky, and unpredictable.

Fu Youye went from the strange attack of the deadly green silk to the withdrawal and retreat, only in between gasps. He thought that his body was as fast as a ghost, and the speed of the other party seemed to be like an all-pervasive wind, and no matter how he dodged, he couldn't get rid of the seemingly non-existent entanglement. The other party casually handed out a sword, and he had to swing ten swords to be able to block it.

The opportunity was lost, but he moved and dodged quickly, and staged a thrilling scene again and again, exhausted, miserable, and soaked in cold sweat all over his body. In a matter of moments, dozens of blood marks had been left on his body, and the ground in the area was already dotted with blood.

A sense of powerlessness that has no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the ground permeates the whole body, and the fear that is more terrible than death lingers. The killer was chased and killed with nowhere to go, which is definitely a great irony, and it will be laughed at when he says it.

Fu Youye's pupils were shrinking sharply, the divine light was almost crazy, and the fighting intent was monstrous, and that calm and cold state disappeared in an instant. At this moment, it seems that in his heart, there is only fighting and fighting, and fighting to the fullest is all the desires in his heart.

"Scarlet Earth, Silent Realm!" Fu Youye's mouth muttered, and the last word fell, and the space suddenly distorted, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be completely shrouded in crimson.

Under the blood, nothing can be seen clearly, not even a trace of light can exist! No matter what light appears, it will be completely swallowed by the crimson blood, and there will be no trace of it.

Darkness is not strange to everyone, it symbolizes death and fear. However, the bloody red color is something that few people have experienced,?? Because even in the darkest night, there will always be a faint light, even if you can't see your fingers, you can always do your best to capture a little hazy light and shadow.

However, in this crimson blood-colored world, no light color was allowed to exist at all. People are always full of fear of the unknown and unfamiliar things or environments, and almost no one is exempt. The most terrible thing is that what is cut off by this blood color is not even just the light, but also the perception of people!