910 The Death of the Dancer (4)

"Open!" The fat man snorted in a domineering voice, and the blue soft sword on his waist drew an inscrutable sword light, and when the momentum suddenly climbed to the peak,

The body miraculously flashed the stabbing sword that came from behind, and it was a powerful whirlwind, and he didn't look at it, and he didn't look at it, and the blow was extremely dangerous, and the trajectory that violated the laws of physics hit the thin sword that hit him from behind

It is the fat man's most scooping hand of the whirlwind swallow return, whether it is the time and angle of scooping, it is impeccable, in a hurry, the other party can not avoid it, can only choose to swing the sword and hit the hard block,

"When"! The crunch of sparks bursting with gold and iron whining, tearing the empty tranquility of the top of the mountain like a sharp sword, the other party came with a painful muffled sound, and his face was shocked and panicked and retreated, obviously he didn't expect the fat man to be so powerful, he was originally killed with a single blow, but he was easily broken like this, instead of gaining any advantage in the secret attack, he was forced to be pressed by the force from the bayonet, and he could only choose to pull away,

"Tell me, who are you?"

The fat man stood in the moonlight with a sword, his eyes cracked like a knife and looked at a delicate figure standing a few meters away,

I saw a handsome woman wearing a blue power suit with a round neck, standing there with a sharp sword in her hand, with ice muscles and jade skin, and a beautiful appearance like a fairy.

Although his eyes were full of anger staring at him,

But its beauty is exquisite, there is no fat powder on the pretty face, with some indescribable poignant beauty, standing on the top of the mountain wind sister, Chu Chu moving. There are beautiful contour lines like knives, indicating its ruthless character,

"If it weren't for the fact that you saved Miss Messi, I could have killed you in the secret passage just now!" The woman's vicious tone made the fat man secretly startled

"You are the number one master of the clouds of Dorok, Shadow Thorn Anstelle!" the fat man looked at the other party, a guess flashed in his mind, and suddenly his face changed slightly and asked word by word,

"Have you heard of me?" said the woman on the other side, who was as cold as an iceberg, with a slightly surprised look on her face, and said calmly, "It should be Miss Bosha Huali who told you, she is really infatuated with you, she can even let go of a qiē and go with you, but unfortunately you are destined to die here tonight!

"Haha, if big words can kill me, then I have died I don't know how many times!" The fat man raised the soft sword in his hand without fear, and put on a posture of active attack, and a pair of shining like jewels were embedded under his thick eyebrows, and there was a coldness in the calm eyes that could move anyone,

Crackling and bubbling beside the fire, a whirring dead leaf was rolled up in the air, and the domineering spirit of the king honed on the battlefield filled the entire space like a frenzied tide.

"Under the shadow stab, there is no living mouth, and any struggle is useless!" The low-hanging thin sword on the woman's face was slowly lifted and pointed directly at the fat man, and her tone revealed a strong confidence,

At this time, the fat man really saw the terrible weapon that attacked his back just now, a stabbing sword about half a meter long, a sharp short stabbing blade oozing with the luminous brilliance of a basket crystal, a fast and dark blue sashimi, if it is not moving, it seems to be able to automatically disappear into the darkness, if you don't see it with your own eyes, you must not believe that there will be such an excellent forging technology in this era, but the shadow thorn is well-known

"Yes, I don't know who it was just now, and I even resorted to such a despicable method as sneaking up behind the back, but it still came to no avail!" The corner of the fat man's mouth showed a contemptuous sneer, "There are some things, I only know after trying it"

"Flim tongues are the most damned!"

The beautiful woman on the opposite side obviously felt that the fat man was teasing herself, and the sharp short thorn in her hand turned into a phantom "Zheng" sound,...,

The short thorn let out a trembling groan as if it had come to life, and it flew from the woman's hand, shaking illusory, like a lightning flash, and at the moment when the fat man was about to draw his sword, it suddenly shifted, and roared from the fat man's side like a shadow,

As if someone was manipulating it, there was no difference, and the extremely cold aura just now struck again, like being naked ** exposed to the cold wind and snow. *.*.*/*

"It's a good time!" the fat man's mouth pursed disdainfully, his eyes flashed brightly, and the blue soft sword in his hand seemed to be unintentional, but it had already been calculated before the short stab that broke through the air,

Wonderful-Varied, constantly changing in a space of one meter, every change is so clear and understandable,

It's like a leisurely painting. The most important thing is that every change makes the change method of the beautiful woman on the opposite side become defeated, giving birth to a feeling of decadence that has been wasted, and the two of them are superior and immediately distinguished

The "long" shadow thorn Ansday finally couldn't control it anymore, his arm moved sideways, and the shadowless thorn that seemed to be flying in the air circled in the air, and then suddenly attacked the fat man's face.

"If you use it once, can you use it a second time?" the fat man's pair of tiger eyes burst out with a spirit that he had never seen before, and he stared at his opponent without blinking. The blue soft sword in his hand suddenly stood up, and slashed at the void air,

"Collapse" blue light is like a phantom, the seemingly nothingless black void suddenly sounded a crisp sound of tension and breaking, whoosh, a very secret black silk thread fell from the air, and the hovering shadowless thorn suddenly deviated from the original direction, deviated to the left of the fat man, and plunged deep into the mound of soil under his feet

"The Phantom Thorn has been broken!" The shadow thorn on the opposite side Ansday was obviously stunned, and the black silk remote control was the secret of the Phantom Thorn, but she didn't expect that the fat man on the opposite side could see through it after only looking at it once. And it can predict the location of the phantom spur with extreme accuracy, which is simply unheard of

"What's the matter, it's my turn!" The fat man snorted coldly, and suddenly snatched it forward, and rushed away with the soft sword in his hand.

"When"! The beauty whose strength is obviously not an opponent snorted, and even the thorny person was swept away by the fat man and stumbled back three steps, and the beauty panted and leaned against a rock to stand firmly

"Who are you!" Shadow Thorn Anscanus looked at the fat man a few meters away with fear, I don't know why, the moment the fat man held the blue sword, it seemed that the man and the sword merged into an inseparable and integrated whole, it was completely a strong and profound feeling, subtle - indescribable.

"I said, you're no match for me!"

The fat man's eyes shone brightly at the same time, making Ansdian feel that his body was seen through inside and out, and a powerful aura like a substance almost overwhelmed herself, so that she had to resist with luck, and she had to force herself to surge up her fighting spirit, otherwise she would be terrified and collapse without a fight.