One slash and one chop, two knives touching.

A strong impact force stabbed directly into Mu Yang's wrist, almost knocking the knife in his hand away, Mu Yang looked at Xue Sanliang with some shock, he didn't expect that he still had such a strong strength under the injury.

Xue Sanliang struck a blow, looked at Mu Yang who took two steps back, and sneered twice.

"I didn't want to kill you, but since you are looking for death by yourself, then Xue Ye will fulfill you!"

Mu Yang snorted coldly, and glanced at the crowd of people who were fighting not far away, his side had a great advantage in numbers, but it was only enough to withstand Xue Sanliang's remaining thirty or so cronies.

"It's not enough for you!" After speaking, Mu Yang glanced at Du Dafu, and rushed towards Xue Sanliang, the long black knife in his hand dragged behind him, turning into a phantom, and gradually disappeared into the night.

The surrounding shouts and killings came and went, the screams and the collision of weapons were endless, the whistling night wind blew from the north, blowing the bloody breath in the air into the distance, and Mu Yang only had Xue Sanliang's ugly wolf face in his eyes, and the wolf face with fangs on his lips.

When he left the city, Muyang brought the long black knife that his master left for him before he died, for tonight's hand-to-hand combat. In the past few months in Black Rock City, Mu Yang has won against the enemy with a bow and crossbow mechanism, others only know that he is a natural marksman, and only know that he has the cultivation of the Martial Star Realm Five-Rank Star Master, but they don't know that he has been familiar with thousands of books on Dark Star Island since he was a child, and he has dabbled in various exercises and combat skills in the Mountains and Seas Continent, and melee combat is his strength!

Xue Sanliang's strength skyrocketed after his demonization, and his strength pressed Muyang more than one, in anyone's opinion, it was a one-sided shape, but Muyang didn't think so, just like he often said to Sisi, there are many factors that determine the outcome of the battle, and cultivation is only one of them. He bent his body and rushed towards Xue Sanliang, the long knife behind him swung rapidly, and several phantoms slashed out again, and at the same time, the arm spiral blade on his left forearm was also thrown out.

Looking at the approaching phantom in front of him, Xue Sanliang's miserable green eyes shot out two fine lights, he was not sure which phantom was real and which was fake, and the arm blade after the phantom came first, obviously wanting to wait for him to resist the arm blade and reveal the flaw, the real sword shadow would fall! The scheming Xue Sanliang saw through Mu Yang's mind almost instantly, he suddenly let out a low roar, and the bristles all over his body were tightly attached to his body, looking like a layer of somewhat mottled armor, at the same time, the flame blade in his hand was even brighter, and the entire blade turned red, he held the fire knife in front of his chest and slashed towards those phantoms, completely ignoring the attack of the arm spinning blade!

The arm spinning blade stabbed into Xue Sanliang's lower abdomen with a snort, and the rotating flying blade brought up a few wolf hairs, and at this time, Xue Sanliang's fire knife had already slashed at the phantom of Muyang's long knife!

The fire knife slashed down, as if slashed into the void.

Xue Sanliang was stunned, his fire knife slashed at all the phantoms, how could he not even cut one! At this moment, a cold and somewhat familiar aura struck his back! Xue Sanliang immediately realized that something was wrong, and it was too late to withdraw to resist, so he could only turn his head sideways, and there was an extra bloody hole on his shoulder.

Du Dafu smiled coldly with an iron rod, while Mu Yang stared at Xue Sanliang coldly.

"How can you know the Shadow Sword Technique, are you a disciple of the Shadow Sect?" Xue Sanliang pulled out his arm and twisted his blade, and a look of vigilance welled up in his eyes.

Mu Yang glanced at the long knife in his hand, snorted coldly, and said, "What's the difference between yes and no? Anyway, you won't be able to leave tonight." ”

Du Dafu pulled his posture away, "Yes, if you don't want to die, hurry up and hand over the "Tianyan Seven Volumes"!"

Xue San's two faces gradually covered with a layer of frost, which looked very terrifying. He opened his mouth, revealing his hideous fangs, "If you have the ability, take it yourself!" As he spoke, Xue Sanliang threw away the short knife in his hand, the fur on his body seemed to have become a little whiter, his sharp nails continued to stretch, and even the two eyeballs turned blood-red, he howled and pounced towards Mu Yang, the speed was even faster than before the injury.

Mu Yang's pupils contracted slightly, and the long knife in his hand stabbed out from a tricky angle.

Xue Sanliang's claws were like sharp arrows that kept retracting and shooting, the sound of clanging was endless, and the sound of claws and long knives colliding was like a buzzer, and in the blink of an eye, he had more than thirty hits with Mu Yang.

Snort-bell!

Another hard touch, Mu Yang was shocked and retreated a few steps, the star elements gathered in his body dissipated instantly, Xue Sanliang laughed fiercely, and took a paw to Mu Yang's chest, and the wolf claw that stretched forward and bent seemed to turn into the sickle of death at that moment, emitting a dazzling cold light, faster than lightning.

Disheveled!

Mu Yang couldn't dodge it, and slammed into the sand of the desert, the pain in his chest and back made him moan and groan, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground.

"Ah, Boss!"

Du Dafu on the side let out an exclamation, raised the iron rod in his hand and pounced on Xue Sanliang, Xue Sanliang swung out with a claw, and flew out with a stick.

"Muyang, I really overestimate you. ”

Xue San walked to Mu Yang's side with a cruel smile and slowly raised his sharp claws, "I knew you were so weak, I really shouldn't have left you to live until ...... present."

Without an exit from the word 'in', Xue Sanliang suddenly felt a dangerous aura appear in the air, he hurriedly looked up, and found that a purple cloud appeared in the clear night sky at some point.

"It's ......"

Xue Sanliang was slightly stunned, and before he could react, a beeping thunder sound sounded in the purple clouds, and then, seven or eight purple thunder pillars that almost illuminated the entire desert appeared in the purple clouds.

These thunder pillars were intertwined like vines, and as soon as they appeared in the air, they slammed into the ground, splashing countless gravel and gravel, enveloping Mu Yang and Xue San in it.

"It's the Soul Master's Thunderstorm Technique!"

At the moment when the purple thunder pillar fell, Xue Sanliang's face changed drastically, and he turned around and ran away with a scream, but before he could lift his feet, he was slammed to the ground.

Everyone on the battlefield was attracted by this sudden change, and in the wilderness a few miles away, two slender figures on horses also looked up at the direction where Lei Zhu appeared, and one of them shouted in surprise.

"Hurry! It's right there! It's thunderstorm again, it's so powerful!"

A strange thought suddenly appeared in the other figure's heart, and the little hand holding the reins was tightly tugging, and the cloak behind him was constantly fluttering in the night.

......

Lei Zhu only saved zài for a short time and slashed into Muyang and Xue Sanliang's bodies.

The terrifying heavenly thunder almost made Xue Sanliang stupid, and he was seriously injured before he even figured out who cast this thunder spell.

There was a pungent smell of burnt paste in the air.

Xue Sanliang got up with difficulty, and looked at the hair on his body that was curled up by thunder and lightning, and a whole piece of fur on his back was directly lifted off, and he couldn't help but be shocked. He glanced at Mu Yang, who was scorched and motionless on the ground, and looked around suspiciously, trying to find out the soul master who cast the thunderstorm technique, but in the end he found nothing, and suddenly realized the situation at this moment, and he didn't dare to stop and turn around and wanted to escape.

At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking the air was heard in the distance.