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"Get out of here!"

Xiong Yang suddenly screamed, and an extremely strong qi suddenly erupted from the big stick, and it slammed down towards Long Tianshi head, and the sharp long sword that stabbed at his body was not dodging, and he was in a posture of wanting to die together. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Long Tian knew that Xiong Yang was desperately trying to force himself back, there must be some purpose, but at this moment, he didn't dare to really die with him, so he could only temporarily avoid the edge and retreat back.

Sure enough, Xiong Yang took advantage of this opportunity to make a move and draw his knife!

Yes, it is to draw the knife, and in this big stick in Xiong Yang's hand, there is another mystery.

Xiong Yang held the thinner end of the stick with his right hand, held one-third of the stick with his left hand, and slammed his arms to both sides, "Huh!", and pulled out a big knife from the big stick.

The big knife, a blade is more than one meter long, about ten centimeters wide, the handle is also close to half a meter, the hands are thick on the back of the big knife, the blade is smooth as a mirror, releasing a bright and bright knife light, shaking so that people can hardly open their eyes, it is a rare treasure knife.

"This knife, I was originally going to keep it until I was promoted to the Martial King, and ask the master to refine it for me, and you can force my treasure knife out of the sheath, which is enough to make you proud. ”

Xiong Yang casually threw away the club-shaped scabbard in his left hand, held the handle of the knife with both hands, looked at Long Tian and said in a deep voice.

"Advance to Martial King?" Long Tian sneered and shook his head: "You won't have that chance, look at the exercises, you should be from the Blood Demon Sect, right?" So, you must die today!"

"Arrogance!"

With an angry shout, Xiong Yang's body moved quickly, his hands danced with a big knife, and he rushed towards Long Tian unmatchedly, and before the person arrived, the fierce and sharp knife wind had already blown Long Tian's skin with a tingling pain.

Good knife, such a sharp knife, such a fierce knife!

Long Tian's eyes showed unhesitating appreciation, as well as a strong fighting spirit, and the long sword shook and rushed towards Xiong Yang's figure.

And Xiong Yang, who had the big knife in his hand, seemed to be also full of confidence and full of fighting spirit, waving the big knife in his hand, and once again fiercely fought with Long Tian who rushed up.

"Bell, bell, bell, ......bell,

The crisp sound of sword strikes was dense like rain hitting plantains, but this time Xiong Yang's speed was much faster, easily blocking Long Tian's round of fast sword attacks, and he didn't have to use that kind of fighting style that ended up together.

Long Tian had already been mentally prepared for this, and without saying a word, the speed of the long sword's attack was getting faster and faster, and the angle and trajectory of the sword were becoming more and more weird.

But in the face of Long Tian's faster and faster attacks, the big knife in Xiong Yang's hand seemed to have eyes, and he was always able to block Long Tian's elusive long sword at a critical moment.

The movements of the two of them were getting faster and faster, and their figures seemed to be a little blurry, and in the place where they were fighting, they could only see sword qi and swords flying in the sky.

Xiong Yang's burly figure stood tall, only occasionally moving his footsteps slightly, and the fierce and domineering momentum on his body was gradually released, as if it was a big mountain, standing still.

At the same time, the big knife in his hand is constantly cutting out, the knife technique is so domineering, every move and style are full of the beauty of power, giving people a shocking visual effect, even as the enemy Long Tian, can't help but sigh in his heart.

As for Long Tian, the whole person turned into a fluttering breeze, surrounding Xiong Yang's body, fluctuating back and forth, uncertain, completely unpredictable.

The long sword in his hand was also constantly slashing and stabbing, and one after another shiny sword gangs, with extremely strange angles and extremely fast speeds, continued to attack all the vital points of Xiong Yang's body.

Xiong Yang was very angry, but also very depressed. His sword skills are domineering, but what he is most afraid of is Long Tian's style of play, which can be seen and can't be grasped, and he has the strength of his body, but he can't use it.

Long Tian also saw this, so he chose such a way of playing, so that Xiong Yang's powerful physical strength could not be exerted, and the domineering sword technique could not be displayed heartily.

"Ah......h

Xiong Yang, who was extremely aggrieved, roared violently and exploded instantly, but Long Tian, who was fighting with him endlessly, seemed to have a heart in his heart, and suddenly retreated like lightning, just right to avoid Xiong Yang's violent attack.

One blow missed, but the blood-colored qi that erupted on Xiong Yang's broadsword was condensed but not dispersed, and it quickly condensed on the blade and gradually took shape.

Suddenly, the treasure knife in Xiong Yang's hand erupted with a demonic blood-colored light, forming a huge blood-colored sword in mid-air, slashing towards Long Tian with a fierce and domineering momentum.

In the face of the huge blood-colored sword, Long Tian no longer fought, and the long sword in his hand condensed a huge shining sword gang without showing weakness, the sword gang exuded a dazzling light, with a shuddering aura, and brazenly met the blood-colored sword gang of the tyrant.

"Boom!"

The shiny sword gang and the tyrant sword gang collided violently together, as if a volcanic eruption, and the huge roar shook people's ears for a while. And the sword gang and the sword gang actually shattered at the same time in the roar, turning into a sword qi and sword wind in the sky.

The surrounding hard ground was marked by the sharp sword qi and sword wind, and in the center of the battle between the two, the already shattered ground directly appeared a deep crack that was more than three feet long.

In the battlefield, the other people who were fighting even paused a little because of this huge roar, but Long Tian and Xiong Yang were unconscious, in the roaring sword qi and sword wind, the figures of the two people were rapidly approaching.

At the moment when the two were about to make contact, the big knife in Xiong Yang's hand shook and shook, and the blade changed direction in an instant, slashing fiercely at the neck of Long Tian, who was rushing towards him.

This knife is so sudden, so weird, but so fast, as fast as lightning!

In the face of this sudden knife, Long Tian did not choose to block with the long sword in his hand, but forcibly twisted his body strangely, and avoided the life-seeking sword that was determined to win.

But because the speed was too fast, Long Tian only avoided the neck and throat and other vital points, and the sharp blade on his left shoulder was still slashed, and a stream of scarlet blood shot out.

However, Long Tian didn't snort, his body flashed with a cold light, and flew forward seven or eight meters before he stopped, standing there quietly, motionless.

Long Tian was injured, could he have been defeated?

No one knew, because Long Tian and Xiong Yang were just facing away from each other, standing still, not saying a word, as if suddenly everything was still. (To be continued.) )