Chapter 270: Burial Sword

"Liang Wei. Kill the scum of the Xuanmen. ”

"Ling Haifeng. One move flattened the guy who was as black as a piece of dung. ”

The audience was at the moment when Liang Wei made a move. And he cried out. And the Xuanmen side. At the suggestion of Chen Jidong and others. It was also quickly rude.

Liang Wei completely ignored the noise below. He started in Shuai. The wildness in my heart exploded. Start today. Step on the Xuanmen.

Ling Haifeng and Liang Wei are two people. There wasn't too much of a white scene. One came to power. It's just going to work together.

Bang.

Two fists collided. The two each took a step back.

Ling Haifeng has not yet turned into a dragon. Update as soon as possible So even if it's a physical technique. In the face of a master like Liang Wei. It doesn't take half a point.

"Kill. ”

Liang Wei took a step back. Flip your hands. A blue-black tomahawk appeared. Tomahawks are about a meter long. There was a terrifying glow. To step is to hit with all your might.

Just in Keyunju. The two had a brief encounter. It's just that one hand-to-hand. Let Liang Wei judge. Ling Haifeng's power. Very strong, very strong. And the arm of the dragon. Give him a feeling of palpitations.

Fight hard with someone who is stronger than yourself. It's unwise. And if a person is very strong. The speed will be a little slow. So. He chose to use his speed to control the frequency of the fight.

Rustling......

Ling Haifeng raised his eyebrows. Be the first to update Quickly take a few steps back when the opponent's big axe is swinging. I don't know when. A rusty iron sword appeared.

This iron sword has been with Ling Haifeng for a long time. From the Battle of the Spirit Seal to the present. Still fighting. But. This iron sword was clearly no match for the big axe.

"Bell. ”

Just a crunch. There were some faint cracks in the iron sword.

on this. Ling Haifeng didn't care. This sword. I've been with him for so long. It's time to rest in peace. A sword. It is necessary to withdraw from the stage of history. The last resort is not to collect them. Rather, it is broken on the battlefield.

This is the fate of this sword. Because it couldn't keep up with Ling Haifeng's pace.

Liang Wei didn't know that Ling Haifeng was already planning to bury the sword. He saw that the other party's weapon was cracked by himself. The contempt in my heart is even greater. The turtle is the turtle. Even swords. It's also such a garbage sword. Compared with the "strange sand axe" in his hand. That iron sword wasn't even a weapon.

This is also the reason why they look down on Sanxiu or Xuanmen so much. Loose practice. It's a bunch of poor people. 要resource沒resource。 There is no power. What kind of rights are you talking about. What to pack a cow b.

So. When the iron sword cracked. Liang Wei was in a hurry. Smash the opponent's weapon in the shortest possible time. Then use your own odd sand axe. Chop the other party to slag.

Liang Wei didn't care about killing people even if he lost. Just kill these few people. Genmon. Are you still eligible to win?

Rumble. Rumble. Rumble.

The Strange Sand Axe is fast to swing. The power is blessed with an axe. Even Ling Haifeng, who has risen with strength. was also forced to retreat to a corner.

"Loose practice is loose practice. You should stay in your place. Don't be delusional about overkill. "Another axe swing. Liang Wei's black clothes are windless and automatic. This time. Ling Haifeng has been split into a corner. The surface of the platform cracked a little.

"Which force was not formed by loose cultivation. I don't know what your brain is. Ling Haifeng snorted coldly. This question. It's like people in the city look down on migrant workers. In fact, whose ancestors were not farmers. This kind of contempt. Sometimes it's. But it's real.

So. There is a contradiction. There is a dispute.

Liang Wei was able to become the helmsman of Wenyuantang. It can even be called the number one master of Jiugongque in the primary area. His strength is naturally very strong.

The strange sand axe is a medium-grade spiritual weapon. Liang Wei has been able to activate sixty percent of the power of the strange sand axe. Every time you swing down. At least all have the power of five tigers.

Ling Haifeng is known for his strength. Even if the other party has the power of five tigers every time. Even higher force. But he didn't back down. Every blow is hard.

"Yo-heh. Two more. But. Your broken sword. I can withstand a few hits. Liang Wei sneered twice. More and faster chapters are here. The tomahawk in his hand flies. Every blow is deadly. Break the opponent's fire-stick-like weapon.

The two fight. If one side has no weapons. The advantage of the other side. It's still big.

Clang.

The tomahawk slashed at the iron sword again. This time. The iron sword in Ling Haifeng's hand clicked. The crack is even bigger.

Xue Sanqian looked at all this coldly. Liang Wei: Whether it's speed or strength. They are all first-class good players. Even if it's against him. I don't dare to say that I can win. A group of turtles in Xuanmen. Also delusional to turn over. It hasn't been long yet. Weapons are almost gone.

"The master of Xuanmen. That's it. The calf squinted. Look at the stage. A lack of interest. Be the first to update

"Lord Jiugong is too worried. A small Xuanmen. Why is it so troublesome. Kill it directly. It's time to shovel. Wasted so much effort. Ma Shangfeng raised his eyes. Full of disdain.

Ling Haifeng and Liang Wei's speed was very fast. And every impact. It's like a landslide and the ground is cracking. The crowd was very close to each other. You can feel that unparalleled power.

As it stands. It is still Liang Wei who has the advantage.

At this time. Wang Huan and the others have returned to the camp where Xuanmen is located. Everyone looked nervously at the stage.

"Brother Haifeng, how can he be pressed and beaten. Chen Jidong looked at the doutai with some puzzlement. It stands to reason. With Ling Haifeng's strength. It shouldn't be suppressed.

"yes. How do I feel that Brother Haifeng is so weak today. Another member of the Xuanmen also found it strange.

Ling Haifeng is in the Xuanmen. That's the No. 1 general. Shoot that is called a fast and accurate. Those who dare to come to Xuanmen to make trouble. Almost all of them will be thrown out by Ling Haifeng. Such a domineering man. How could he be pressed and beaten by someone who was about the same strength as him.

Hear these doubts from the people. Zheng Shu laughed. said: "Wait for the sword to break." That's it. ”

"Why. "This time. It was Yu Meitang's turn to ask.

"Haifeng, this is going to bury the sword. ”

As soon as the words fell. on the field. The strange sand axe in Liang Wei's hand swung violently. Then there was a "snap". The whole field was covered in broken iron.

Wow......

"See. The turtles of Xuanmen. That's the gap. Your men have even had their weapons broken. What else to fight. ”

"Yes. Wait for death. ”

The scolding voices of the people of Wenyuan Hall came. But. They found out this time. The people of Xuanmen were unusually quiet. It seems like all this. It's all about them.

"Cut. Pretend not to hear? I said you were turtles. What else is it but. Another voice came.

Wang Huan frowned. Watching those unruly little minions scolding beside them. Subsequently. Look up at the field.

"Ling Haifeng. Your weapons are useless. What else do you want to fight me? Liang Wei stared at the broken iron on the field. Squinted.

Just then. It's very ferocious. directly split the iron sword that had followed Ling Haifeng for n years into pieces.

Ling Haifeng's iron sword was also a spiritual weapon. But it's a very low-end spiritual weapon. So this weapon. It is no longer able to keep up with the pace of history.

The other party's previous axe was very fierce. Although the iron sword is a low-end spiritual weapon. But a spiritual weapon is a spiritual weapon. Even low-end ones. I can force it, too. Evenly distributed throughout the weapon. So. That one. Weapons crack like spider webs. And then it shattered to the ground.

Look at the broken iron all over the floor. Ling Haifeng's expression was neither sad nor happy. Just twisted his neck. "The warm-up game is over. Right now. Our game has officially begun. ”

Let's talk. Ling Haifeng's left hand claw. I don't know when a layer of scales has been attached. And the nails have grown a lot. It became a dragon's claw.

The look on Liang Wei's face was even more disdainful. The weapons were all shattered. I also told Lao Tzu that it was just the beginning. Do you think you'll be scared if you pretend to be b? I'm not scared.

Ling Haifeng exerted force at his feet. Like an arrow from the mystery. rushed directly to Liang Wei.

It's fast. But in Liang Wei's eyes. That's just so.

"Blood Yang blessing. Hack him for me. Liang Wei let out a loud shout. The body jerked up. The big axe was still on the ground a moment ago. The next moment had already appeared on Ling Haifeng's neck. The place where the axe blades. A blush appeared. It's a red. It is the essence of this axe. Ling Haifeng, who had no weapons. What to take this trick of your own.

Liang Wei had a sneer on the corner of his mouth. The surrounding qi engines have been completely locked by him. Ling Haifeng rushed so fast. There's no way to hide from it. And he was in flesh and blood. What to take this axe of your own.

Liang Wei already felt that miserable picture. Ling Haifeng is under this. At least one hand should be broken. I just don't know. The other party will cut off the one.

"Boom. ”

The strange sand axe slashed through an arc very handsomely. Slashed out. And Liang Wei also saw it. Ling Haifeng's left hand was raised. That left hand. It was caught on top of the big axe.

The screen stops. A fierce axe. was actually caught by Ling Haifeng with his left hand.

How can it be. A person's hand. It can be blocked with such a fierce axe. And. He also caught the big axe.

The crowd couldn't react for a while. But. That claw. But it continues to magnify in the eyes of everyone. That's not a human hand. It's a terrifying claw.

"It's just a warm-up game. You. Count the oldest. Ling Haifeng's left hand exerted a fierce force. Slap the odd sand axe.

Suddenly. A powerful force ran down the axe. Passed into Liang Wei's arm.

The tiger's mouth was shocked. Liang Wei actually snorted. Dropped his weapon to the ground.

This time. There was another uproar. The people of Wenyuantang who were clamoring before. The face was full of disbelief. And the Xuanmen people. There was a smug smile on his face.