[111] Fighting the cat
In the black mist, a ghost claw stretched out, and the ghost claw was huge, wrapped in the power of opening the world, and fell straight down.
The standard long knife in Liang Wenyuan's hand was raised high, and then slashed down on the head. The long knife was like slashing on a piece of steel, extremely hard, shocking Liang Wenyuan's arms numb, and the long knife almost fell out of his hand.
The ghost claw grabbed straight forward, and in the blink of an eye, it reached Liang Wenyuan's chest.
Liang Wenyuan was helpless, rolled over, and dodged sideways in great embarrassment.
Ren Ren's cat's ghost claws swirled, and then grabbed Liang Wenyuan's back again.
"Xuanxu slash. ”
Liang Wenyuan staggered up, and the long knife in his hand swung out, the golden light was magnificent, and the golden sword was like a small mountain, facing the ghost claw.
"Boom!"
The golden sword slammed into the ghost claws, and a roar instantly rang out.
The sword and the ghost claw intersected, and the golden and black light was like two different colors of fireworks, blooming in the sky.
The golden glow dissipated, and the black glow disappeared.
Liang Wenyuan slowly straightened up, and the long knife was still in his hand. Above his tiger's mouth, pools of blood flowed down. Obviously, the shock of Fang Cai's knife caused him a lot of damage.
"Deputy Commander Liang, you are not my opponent. The black fog dissipated, and the miserable white face of the Ren Ren Cat was presented in front of everyone.
"Obediently hand over people to our family, and our family promises not to hurt a person. Ren Ren Cat looked at the blue splendid carriage and said gloomily.
"Thank you Ren Mink Temple for your kindness, the man of my 'Longxiang Army', did not surrender, only died in battle. Liang Wenyuan's words were full of tiredness, but he still said that everyone was enthusiastic.
"Fight to the death!"
The rest of the 'Dragon Xiang Army' people, the long knives were unsheathed together, the blades pointed to the sky, and the shouts shook the heavens and the earth.
A smile appeared on Ren Renmao's face, and he said: "Everyone in the world says that the 'Long Xiang Army' is the first in the world to fight to the death, and it really deserves its reputation when I see it today." But you and I are our own masters, and Ren Changdao has no choice but to offend today. ”
"Nether's hand. ”
Ren Ren Mao slashed out with one palm, and more than a dozen black palm prints hit the sky.
The long knife of the 'Dragon Xiang Army' waved rapidly, and the swords of various attributes were scattered all over the sky.
More people is power, and sometimes it's not an empty word. The sword rays of a 'Dragon Xiang Army' may not be able to cut through the ghost claws of Ren Ren Cat, but the superposition of several blades forcefully offset the black palm print.
Ren Ren Cat was a little surprised, and then above his whole body, black Xuanguang rose up.
"Secret, Dark Devil Dance. ”
The black demon wind surged from the black robe of the Ren Ren cat. The sand and gravel on the ground were swept all over the ground, and the sand and gravel fascinated the eyes of many guards, allowing the human cat to take advantage of the situation, and the whole person turned into a black demon wind and grabbed the blue carriage.
Liang Wenyuan's cultivation was the highest among all the sergeants, and he discovered the attempt to let people cat at the first time. The whole person turned into a golden meteor, blocking the front of Ren Ren Cat in an instant.
"Get out of the way!"
In the throat of Ren Renmao, there was a voice that was neither male nor female, and his palms clapped together and slapped on Liang Wenyuan's chest.
The palm wind is extremely fast, like a thunderbolt of lightning.
Before Liang Wenyuan could take any precautions, he was slapped straight on the chest.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Liang Wenyuan's body, like a kite with a broken string, flew straight upside down.
Ren Renmao's face didn't have any expression, no matter how powerful Liang Wenyuan was, he was just a 'high-level Xuanling' cultivator, and it was really not worth mentioning in his eyes.
Ren Ren Mao lifted the curtain and saw the delicate woman who liked to wear blue.
The woman seemed to be accustomed to seeing this kind of windy scene, and her face was unsettling.
Ren Ren said: "Madame, don't panic, in this empire, I'm afraid that no one dares to hurt you." ”
A faint smile appeared on the face of the woman in blue: "Ren Mink Temple is too worried, I didn't panic." ”
Ren Ren Mao wanted to say a few more words, but suddenly realized that behind his head, a sword stabbed straight in.
"Break it for me. ”
The cat's index finger stretched out, and a black finger shot straight away.
"Boom!"
The sword and fingers slammed together, making a metallic sound.
Ren Ren Mao fixed his eyes and saw the young man holding a heavy sword in the smoke and dust.
In the young man's hand, he held a flaming giant sword horizontally, like a flaming dragon. With each swing, a flame rose and filled the sky, burning away the black mist.
Ren Renmao looked at the young man, and his face showed a hint of appreciation: "You are Ye Junlin, you are worthy of being a senior brother, and you really have a little bit of Wei Ye's appearance back then." ”
Ye Junlin pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "Who is rare like him." ”
The young man swung several swords, and several swords of different colors surged out.
Ye Junlin knew that the dead eunuch in front of him, who was neither male nor female, was one of the people standing at the peak of the martial arts of the 'Bixiao Xuanyu', so he didn't dare to be careless, and his shot was the most powerful sword move.
"Sword one, breaking the wind. ”
"Sword two, slash souls. ”
"Sword three, split the mountain. ”
The three swords swung together, and the blue sword rays, the fiery red thin Lang, and the golden sword shadows burst out one after another.
Ren Renmao was a little distracted, because he had seen these three sword skills, and two years ago, he had lost to this sword skill in a sparring.
Once bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the well rope for ten years.
When Ren Ren Cat saw this sword skill again, he couldn't help but lose his mind.
The blue invisible sword was the first to fly, and when the cats lost their minds, they were like ghosts and burrowed into the sea of cats. In the sea of knowledge, the true soul of the Renren Cat just wanted to resist, and the blue Xuanguang instantly flourished, and the cold and icy qi suddenly bloomed, and the true soul of the Renren Cat was instantly frozen into an ice sculpture.
The invisible sword qi overflowed, turning the sea of knowledge of people and cats upside down.
Ren Ren Mao has not reached the 'Xuan King Realm', but it has already stepped into half a foot.
Don't underestimate this half foot, it is it that makes Renren Cat and those ordinary 'high-level Xuan Ling' have a huge gap.
The sword qi overflowed in his sea of knowledge, and the face of the cat, only changed slightly.
The red thin Lang and the golden sword shadow attacked again, and the Ren Ren Mao waved his hand gently, and the thin Lang and the sword instantly disintegrated.
Ye Junlin gasped, feeling a little sad in his heart.
He knew that the 'Xuanwang Realm' was very terrifying, but he didn't expect that even a 'half-step Xuanwang' person would be terrifying to this extent.
"Boy, the sword moves are good, compared to Wei Ye, it is 'blue out of blue and better than blue'. Ren Ren Mao looked at Ye Junlin and said with a smile: "A person who has never set foot in the 'Xuanling Level' can produce such an attack power, you are enough to laugh at your peers." ”
Ren Ren Mao said, his face changed suddenly, his palm swayed, and a huge dark palm print covered the top of Ye Junlin's head