"It's just a fluke to win a move, do you really think you can beat me? But then again, with the Dao level general rank, you can still hurt me at the end of this kind of strong crossbow, you are indeed amazing, but that's the end of it. ”

Jiang Jie straightened up, and the spear in his hand was raised again.

Behind him, the other two members of the Heavenly Curse Remnant Clan also jumped over, each holding their blades and saying, "Big brother, the elders of the clan have said that according to the report, this person's strength is too strange, so it is better to be careful. Why don't we go together?"

"Let's go up together, I have the strength of a Dao-level king-level, for a Dao-level general at the end of a strong crossbow, I even have to bully more than three to one, and I won't be laughed at by the clansmen if I pass it out! Jiang Long, Jiang Hu, you two will step down for me. This kid, I'll be able to clean it up with one shot per person!"

Jiang Jie snorted coldly, Jiang Long and Jiang Hu behind him naturally didn't want to say anything more, and retreated.

Raising his left hand and wiping away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, Feng Ren also felt a feeling of inadequacy emerging in his limbs, and the power in his meridians was slowly drying up.

What made him even more uneasy was that the hilt of the Dark Blade began to gradually spread out a corrosive force in his five fingers, and the power of the backlash seemed to be once again wrestling with the main control.

"That Jiang Long and Jiang Hu Dao-level general-level strength are not the enemy of my three swords in normal times, but it is also difficult to deal with now, but it is not difficult to get out. The only strong enemy is that Jiang Jie, whose strength is much stronger than that of the Qinglong Capital, not to mention that he is a descendant of the Heavenly Curse Remnant Clan, and I don't know how many unknown strong hole cards there are......"

Feng Ren muttered in his heart, very embarrassed. At this moment, his strength is only two or three out of ten, and if he can control it from the dark chase, there is still a glimmer of life. It's a pity that now internal and external troubles are coming.

Looking at the solemnity that gradually emerged between Feng Ren's eyebrows, Jiang Jie snorted and laughed: "What's the matter, could it be that the blow just now was your last move to return to the light?" Now, you can't even think about moving anymore." It's a pity, I thought I could have more fun, after all, it's been a long time since I've been able to hurt my young generation. ”

"Fun, if you're willing to pay for your life, then I might as well show you the poignancy of the last days before death!" Wind Ren snorted, and the blade of the Dark Blade in his hand reversed, stabbing at the chest where he untied his Dire robe. When the tip of the cold sword sank into the flesh with severe pain, the dark curse of the undead also quietly spread within him.

Although he had promised Wu Linwu not to use such a trick again, he had no choice at the moment. Staying alive is the main thing. As for the possibility of all subsequent backlash or even going mad, that is also a power that only the survivors are qualified to have.

The pitch-black curse lines gradually spread to the surface of his skin, and the strange patterns on his face were immediately drawn by the pitch-black lines that appeared out of thin air. In the middle of his forehead, the evil eye that had been sealed reappeared, the pattern as if it was alive, constantly shaking the phantom slightly, and the strange pupils in the middle were closed.

"This breath...... Such a rich dark attribute, I'm afraid that only the descendants of my Heavenly Curse Remnant clan who inherit the superior bloodline can be compared, and how can he ...... Wait a while, he'd been saying that he had a relationship with my Heavenly Relic Clan, and this seemed to be the ultimate dark fluctuation, didn't he?"

Jiang Jie was shocked, and suddenly the fighting intent in his heart faded a little, and he was a little reluctant to fight anymore. It's just that it is now difficult to ride a tiger, and there is very little reason left in Feng Ren's gaze, and a bloodthirsty fierce light that is almost survival instinct faintly emerges.

"What's more, even if you really have the superior bloodline of our clan in your body, the difference in strength and your own state is no longer something that can interfere with the final victory or defeat! Besides, your breath fluctuations are so unstable. ”

With a deep voice, Jiang Jie flew up and took the initiative to attack, and nearly a hundred pitch-black phantoms crisscrossed the big gun dancing with all his strength, roaring in the air and falling wildly for sharp cold energy.

Boom!

Secretly chasing the Dark Blade, the figure of Feng Tough never moved, and he looked at the hundreds of cold rays falling in front of him all destroyed under this sword.

The first blow was broken at will, Jiang Jie's expression remained unchanged, and his body changed in the air to conjure up more than ten gun-wielding figures, winding in all directions, and the deadly tip of the spear stabbed at several key points in front of and behind him at the same time.

In this regard, Feng Ren only snorted slightly, and the stardust tears in his left hand turned and the tip of the sword was a nail downward, and a circle of bright silver rainbows suddenly stirred and spread out, and the moment it touched the gun-wielding phantom on his side, it was instantly slashed, and only the last one left was Jiang Jie himself.

Ping!

Behind the back sword of the Dark Chasing Blade, the pitch-black blade that rose from the side just pressed against the cold tip of the thrust.

"Is that all you have?"

Feng Ren sneered, his figure instantly blurred, and he disappeared out of thin air, and when he reappeared, he went around behind Jiang Jie, and he secretly chased the Dark Edge to mention it.

However, Jiang Jie's reaction speed was not slow, he shook his body and swept back, and the tip of the spear also hit the blade of the dark chaser blade, and the moment the two cold forces collided, a circle of black ripples appeared on the surface of each blade, and then burst together, and a buzzing sound shook the void.

In an instant, the blades in the hands of the two trembled at the same time, and they each retreated.

The Dark Chasing Blade trembled slightly, and then returned to normal.

However, the spear in Jiang Jie's hand was also buzzing, and a small gap was cracked on the side of the jet-black sharp spear, and a trace of black mist was faintly filled with the intercept.

"Good, very good. Your sword was able to wound this Yin Thunder Spear of mine, which seems to be an extraordinary thing. But just relying on the power of the blade, you will only rely on this external force, you don't want to win me!"

Jiang Jie stood up with his gun, raised the three fingers of his right hand and closed his fist, and the remaining index finger and middle finger were together, and a circle of pale pitch-black thunder quickly condensed at his fingertips, and then roared into a real roaring dark thunder.

Eight high-grade martial arts, Yuan refers to dark thunder.

It was pointed out that thunder roared, and the majestic power of destruction roared down.

Looking at the approach of the surging dark thunder, Feng Ren still did not choose to dodge, and the stardust tears in his hand were a spur.

In an instant, the dark thunder stopped slightly, but the power of the crazy roar continued to increase sharply at the tip of the sword, and the leaping power of destruction gradually distorted the space, and then exploded again.

The sword light was extinguished, Xingchen tears trembled and retreated, and a look of pain appeared on Feng Ren's face. The follow-up strength is insufficient, and such a strong move cannot be countered at all with the power of Stardust Tears, which is biased towards fast and light moves.

Immediately after, he twisted his right hand and slashed into the void with a slash.

In the next moment, the surging whistling dark thunder instantly swallowed Feng Ren's figure, and the residual momentum that was not completely exhausted continued to surge away, until a mountain peak in the distance was also pierced and trembled.

However, Jiang Jie's slightly dignified expression did not relax because of this, the spear in his hand turned and clenched his hands again, and after raising his head and taking a deep breath, his body quickly flipped into the air, and a diagonal shot pierced into the void.

Ping!

The tip of the spear collided with the tip of the sword, and dazzling flames flew up.

After the gently humming pitch-black long sword, Feng Ren's figure once again emerged from the void, and there was a touch of surprise in his eyes. I thought that a trick that could reverse the situation, but I never thought that it would be cracked like this.

"Don't you know, the Cursed Relic's fluctuating sense of the dark attribute is far stronger than the others!"

Holding the gun in one hand and continuing to resist the blade of the Dark Chasing Blade, Jiang Jie freed his left hand and shook his palm, and a mark pattern suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, which was instantly imprinted on Feng Ren's chest.

Stardust burst into tears, and the sword blade raised sideways met the palm mark that Jiang Jie had slashed out, and the cold sword qi hit the mark of the pitch-black vein, and the compressed dark power suddenly exploded, causing a burst of violent thunder between the two.

Rumble!

In an instant, the two figures stepped back and separated from each other, looking at the pitch-black thunder that was still tumbling in the middle.

Feng Ren barely stood with his twin swords upside down, gasping for breath, and the aura on his body began to slowly dissipate again. And above the Dark Chasing Blade, the pitch black of the blade also had the potential to collapse, and a touch of crimson faintly appeared from under the cover.

On the other side, Jiang Jie's situation was not easy, he was also affected by the roar and explosion at such a close distance, his injured left hand trembled slightly, and his chest also rose and fell violently.

"I can't imagine that even this trick can be blocked. However, if there is another blow, I'm afraid you will die here, right?" Jiang Jie sneered, as if he had won the battle.

However, Feng Ren really nodded and sighed: "If I am at my peak, I will have at least a fifty percent chance of winning." Only now, I'm no match for you. ”

Jiang Jie snorted: "Then let's tie it up." I don't want to bring your corpse back, but I won't be able to grasp the next trick after a while. ”

"As I said, you'd better leave. Otherwise, I'll have to kill you. Feng Ren gasped again, and the five fingers holding the Dark Chasing Blade quietly sensed a scorching heat began to rise, and the strange dark power in the sword collapsed along with the cursed power circulating in his meridians.

In this regard, he had to sigh in his heart: "I originally thought that I could fight to the death with the Dark Chasing Blade, but who would have thought that even it would be almost consumed." It seems that in the end, there is only one trick left......"

With a wave of his hand, bursts of red flames suddenly rolled out on the blade of the Dark Chasing Blade, eroding all the darkness, and the entire blade of the sword returned to a scorching red color.

Then, Feng Ren looked at Jiang Jie from afar and hummed, "Take it." ”

When the sword came out, the scorching heat was no longer in an instant, and the cold scarlet sword intent roared and surged.

Lock the ghost torture sword, bloody and heavenly creation. The more seriously the sword fighter, the more powerful the sword becomes!

"Do you still have to struggle temporarily? Well, I don't have a choice. ”

Jiang Jie also snorted, took a step back, raised the spear upside down to his shoulder, stood in a lunge with his legs, and the slanted tip of the spear instantly entrenched the power of a violent roaring dark thunder.

Jiupin inferior martial arts, heavenly demon thunder!

In the blink of an eye, the spear was thrown out of his hand, and the spear of the whole body directly turned into a thick roaring thunderbolt under the dark thunder rolling, and the pitch-black fluctuations leaped wildly, and then condensed and transformed into a strange evil dragon, surging towards the scarlet sword intent surging in front of him with all his might.

Rumble!

The dark thunder trembled, and the roaring scarlet sword intent shattered by nearly half, but the remaining momentum collapsed together, and it slashed towards Jiang Jie's figure, which had no blade to protect his body.

The strength of the body protection was split into two, and the cold power was in the middle of Jiang Jie's body.

Almost at the same time, the Yin Thunder Spear actually burst out from the dark thunder package, and the sharp tip of the spear went straight through the final sword intent block, and also broke through this layer of defense, and flew towards Feng Ren's body.

Laugh at!

Blood splattered, spears pierced Feng Ren's waist, and sharp energy penetrated into his flesh meridians. The moment that pierced through its body was nailed to the Dire robe on its back, but it did not penetrate it together.

However, it is precisely because of this that the strength that could not be revealed reverberated and reunited to wreak havoc in the body that was scarred by the wind toughness.

The severe pain hit, Feng Qiang's body shook a few times, and the five fingers holding the stardust tears couldn't help but let go, and fell sideways.

At the last moment before he lost consciousness, he seemed to hear a roar in a trance, not like a human, but from some kind of magical beast......

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