"Hmph, even if you really break through the middle level, you still can't help me!"

With the force of the waist, the legs were constantly suppressed, and suddenly ejected, and coincidentally escaped from the Ruhong knife.

The harrier rolled over and bounced up.

"If you don't try it, how can you know!!?

Song Yan shouted coldly, ran wildly with all his might, exerted his arms and wrists, danced with two knives, and spread out the Dao cross knife around his body.

Rushing wildly, he slammed on the ground, leaving a deep footprint hole, which had already shot into the air, volleying and spinning, and with the cooperation of the endless cross sword, the whole person brought out a rolling fierce killing intent.

Fierce! Sharp!

This time...... The strongest killer move, go all out!

Qiang!!

The cross knife mangs raged down, the left and right double knives slashed one after another, the terrifying power raged wildly, Meng Quan, who hastily set up a thick knife to meet the attack, stopped the left and right double knives, but could not stop the cross knives raging in all directions, unable to dodge the body in many places, one after another like a knife cut noodles to scrape hard.

The body trembled, the pain in his legs rushed back to his body again, and Meng Quan, who couldn't hold on, finally fell to his knees heavily.

Those cross knives were numerous and quite sharp, and he could only use his body to resist, and as a result, many muscles in his body were shaved off piece by piece, especially the most bloated and important arms.

Blood splattered, slices of flesh flew up, and the white bones inside could be faintly seen.

Even if Meng Quan spread his spiritual power to defend around his body at a critical moment, he still ended up like this.

With a successful blow, how could Song Yan stop, his left foot stomped on the ground suddenly, his body stopped suddenly, and a sweeping leg spun kick out, slamming into Meng Quan's bloody chest with whistling energy.

Bang!

Click!!

Before the dull sound was over, the crunch of bone cracking exploded, and scarlet blood rushed through the teeth and spurted out very neatly.

The speed and attack of his legs were greatly reduced because of the heavy blows, coupled with Song Yan's sudden outburst of shocking offensive, so no matter how strong Meng Quan was, he was powerless to parry, and the blood splattered like a broken winged eagle and smashed into the ruins behind him.

"I said, I want your life tonight!!"

A sharp hiss popped out on the tip of Song Yan's tongue, because the right half of his face was cut off, the whole person looked extremely hideous, and at this moment he really looked like a ...... Ghost!

The speed of casting the ghost rushed rapidly, and the double blades slashed fiercely, the momentum was fierce, and the blade was sharp.

"I can't help myself!"

Meng Quan, who was stained red with blood, gritted his teeth and roared, directly pulled out the thick knife on his side, and spun up in the volley, once again skillfully avoiding from the sharp attack.

Looking at Meng Quan, who had dodged to the side, Song Yan forcibly stopped the momentum of the rush, then twisted his body and attacked again.

From rushing to stopping, from twisting to rushing, the whole movement is smooth and smooth, without any abrupt feeling, leaving all vague emaciated figures along the way.

At this moment, Song Yan is completely super-level play, he is on the verge of breaking through, and the power of each move and every style is a fight with the middle level, although the body has reached the limit, he still has not stopped, trying to completely squeeze the body in the selfless enlightenment.

"Come on, come on, tonight, I, Song Yan, will use the name of Meng Quan to establish the mighty Fallen God Prairie!!"

Like a demon, the attack is even more ferocious like a ghost, several times he has allowed Meng Quan's big knife to slash at himself, he wants to use blood and pain to stimulate more potential, and he wants to use this brief opportunity to severely damage Meng Quan.

Like a ghost, the knife is invisible!

The name of the swordsman is forged in blood!

The blood in his body was burning and boiling wildly, and Song Yan shot faster and faster, more and more ruthlessly, and more and more crazy.

The hearts of the disciples on both sides who were observing from a distance trembled!

Especially the ghost sect members, they have never seen the door master so crazy, at this moment, he is an evil ghost, a demon that makes people's hearts tremble!

However......

Even if Song Yan faintly touched the middle level in the battle, even if he recklessly fought wildly, even if he didn't know how to fight to the death, the difference in strength was a gap after all!

And his physical strength, which has already reached the limit, is gradually overdrawn, and because of the reckless bombardment, the viscous blood has been spilling out uncontrollably, and the wound is getting bigger and bigger, until now, the wound finally no longer spills blood.

It's not that it's been repaired, but the blood in the body is getting less and less, and it's even about to run dry!

The combination of the two made Song Yan's frenzied and ferocious offensive gradually slow down.

The whole person looks tired and tired from the inside out.

These are definitely not supported by a strong will and spirit!

"Song Yan, I admire your crazy courage and appreciate your talent to try to break through in battle, but the gap between you and me is ...... It's a gap after all!!"

Meng Quan keenly captured that Song Yan's physical strength and energy had reached the limit, so he suddenly broke out, and his previous defense suddenly changed to attack.

The big knife rolled, rolled up a whirlwind, and swept Song Yan's lower abdomen fiercely!

Whether it was the timing or the observation of Song Yan's physical strength, Meng Quan mastered it just right, plus this knife poured all the remaining strength, so this attack on Song Yan could not be intercepted at all.

Without the slightest compassion and pity, without any hesitation or pause, the corner of Meng Quan's mouth widened with a cruel smile, and the blade did not decrease, as if he had seen Song Yan's corpse lying on the ground in the next second.

Song Yan collapsed, his legs trembled violently, and he couldn't make an effective dodge at all, so he could only watch the big knife stab at him.

The world suddenly quieted down at this moment, or only the world in Song Yan's eyes became quiet, and a strange coolness instantly swept through the whole body, which was so thorough.

Are you going to die......?

Are you willing?!

No!!!

The desperate eyes became sharp again because of the hideousness in his heart, and the double knives in his hands danced again, launching the final blow between life and death.

This blow will either be the death of the enemy or my death!

“...... Roar!!" A mournful cry burst out on the tip of his tongue, and the whole person stepped forward, taking the initiative to meet the thick knife that was roaring.

At this moment, completely forget about life and death!

In the roar, in the hideous, in the madness, the two-handed thin knife drew a semicircle shape in mid-air like a cross-domain space, and split from the left and right sides, tearing the air, and the afterimage lingered, directly taking Meng Quan's neck.

Yikes!!!

Meng Quan was also infected, and the thick knife in his hand stabbed more and more quickly!

Burst!!

Almost instantly, the weapons in the hands of the two hit each other's bodies at the same time, and scarlet blood splattered violently.