Leng Zhuo's cool deeds are still very eye-catching, of course, more women, such as Wu Xiaomei in the battle group, Wu Xiaomei waved the full sword in her hand, while looking at Leng Zhuo, who was like a butterfly, and her mouth was idle: "Sister, look, is that guy's head going to fall off!"

It's also a shame that Leng Zhuo didn't hear it, otherwise he would have to vomit three liters of blood on the spot, he was young and ignorant

"Hmm" Miss Wu, Wu Yue circled among the three elite soldiers in iron armor, and glanced at the big "butterfly" that fell from the sky, although he didn't know the enemy or me, but this action was only one word, flashy and unrealistic, looking for death.

Wu Yue's gaze didn't stay on Leng Zhuo's body for long, and he glanced at it so much, and then withdrew his gaze, but at the moment when he retracted his gaze, the corner of his eye seemed to sweep to an unbelievable scene.

That person, disappeared and wanted to kill Uncle Ben, he was still tender! Leng Zhuo appeared in the group of ironclad infantry with a teleportation, this time the priest did not drop the chain, and he couldn't fall to the ground, the weeping blood in Leng Zhuo's hand was a buzz, and a gushing spiritual power quickly gushed out along the blade of the sword.

The three-foot green mang swept across, with the sharpness of the weeping blood sword, although the Kai armor on the body of these ironclad infantry at the moment cannot be said to be papery, but it is almost the same, the sharp wind blade swept out on the shoulder, and the seven or eight infantry in front of him were suddenly broken by the waist, and the intestines in the body flowed out of the ground, Leng Zhuo stepped on the dead corpse and walked forward.

Kill one person in one step, don't stay for thousands of miles, Leng Zhuo at this moment is quite a bit of a hero in the chivalrous line, it is cool to bully the weak with the strong! Under the weeping blood sword, there is no one who can stop its edge, but it is really a sword to kill a person, and with a swing of the sword, it is four or five people to the bottom.

The splash of blood is like the middle of the courtyard, and the plum that blooms in the wind at that moment is a little red and intoxicating.

Poof, just as Leng Zhuo was killing in all directions, a person suddenly appeared in front of him in front of him, and the wind blade that flew out hit the huge pincers of the other party, but not even a bubble came out. Leng Zhuo sighed, looked at the person in front of him, but found that the psychic armor on the other party's body looked like a red-shelled crab, and from the arm, there was a pair of huge psychic crab claws, well, it was either a crab or a lobster, but the probability of a crab was a little higher.

Leng Zhuo was thinking in his mind that the giant pincers in the other party's hand had already attacked, and when they snapped, the pincers made a crisp sound when they closed, and it seemed that he dodged very easily.

Coffee and coffee, the opponent's double pincers opened the bow left and right, and kept attacking for a moment, but for this attack there was no threat at all, it was really just a small crab in the sea, Leng Zhuo snorted: "Can you paralyze a move, you are not bothered by this move, if you donkey help the poor, you can change me!"

"Sister, that guy is quite powerful, I didn't see how he flew over just now, the two sisters of the martial arts family were back to back, slightly panting, and the armor and underwear on their bodies were already dripping with sweat, but this kind of battle is bearable for the two of them

Wu Yue is also a student of the Shengtian Student, "but it will be two sessions of Leng Zhuo at night, and at the moment it is only the strength of a middle-level psychic", while her sister Wu Xiaomei is one order different in strength, but she is a low-level psychic.

Hearing this, Wu Yue looked in Leng Zhuo's direction, but found that his opponent was the guy nicknamed Chitian Crab, this person didn't seem to be strong, but he was the best at Yin damage moves" A high-level earth spirit warrior of the martial arts family was blinded by this guy's Yin damage move, and then his head was cut off at once.

"Watch out for his poisonous sand!" Wu Yue watched the red sky crab attack that person's legs, the move was single, and it looked extremely clumsy, "In fact, it is a paralyzing strategy, once you underestimate him" The other party will take advantage of the gap that you are not paying attention to, and launch a secret attack.

Wu Yue's reminder was still a little late, and when the Chitian Crab saw Leng Zhuo's careless appearance, instead of getting angry, he felt a burst of joy in his heart, look down on me, look down on me, and soon you will pay the price of your life for your actions.

"Poisonous sand spray!" A single move is just to make people's minds fall into a fixed pattern, and when the move is suddenly changed, the other party will definitely not be able to react, and this is the void, enough to kill the void.

The huge crab claws suddenly rose, and on the end of the huge claws, a poisonous sand mixed with blisters shot out towards Leng Zhuo's head: "Go to death!"

Pop, a crisp sound sounded, Leng Zhuo's head was still on his head, and the crab claws were obviously cut into the air: "It still means this, but you are too far from my strength, so no matter how you struggle, you can't escape a dead word, it seems that you don't have any moves worth showing off, then you go to die!"

The Red Sky Crab Ba looked back in shock, but a cold cold light had already swept through his neck, and a stream of blood shot out violently, flying up the head in mid-air, and the round eyes looked at the man who turned away, but he was unwilling, how did he avoid the past.

Whew, the jade hand stroked the bulging chest, and it was really shocking at the last moment: "Sister, do you see it clearly!"

Wu Yue shook her head, although she had tried hard to open her eyes, she still couldn't see the other party's movements clearly.

Situ Buer, who was hiding in the dark and watching the battle of the martial arts, suddenly frowned, looking at the Chitian Crab who suddenly came in, killed all directions, and killed a member of the tarantula in an instant, and said in a deep voice: "You see it clearly!"

The old man beside him shook his head and said, "No, it doesn't seem to be any kind of body method, no matter how fast the body method is, there is a trace, but this person's movements seem to have disappeared out of thin air and appeared out of thin air, and this person's strength is very strong!"

"Hehe, I haven't met this kind of character for a long time!" Situ Buer stood up suddenly, and the old man looked at the smile on the corner of Situ Buer's mouth, and hurriedly said, "Your Highness, let me come!"

"There are not many people who can make me want to draw my sword, Sir will just watch the battle from the sidelines, if you are not defeated, you will have to be rescued by Situ Buer!" Situ Buer shook his shirt as he spoke, and jumped down from the towering round tower with a light smile, like an eagle's mons, and came to this courtyard where the front and back houses meet.

"It's so powerful, take me a sword!" Situ Buji said as he pulled out the sword beside him, the holy soldier Tai'a.

Tai'a, a saint-level sword in the Imperial Imperial Hidden Soldier Pavilion "by the Qingzhou spirit forging master at the top of Mount Tai, with Mount Tai 10,000-year-old meteorite, after the sword is completed, the soul of the eighth-order Warcraft three-star Tai Dou Beast is cast, this sword has been rewarded by the 28th Emperor Xuanwu Emperor to the third brother of the Shenwu Emperor, Prince Tai Situ Ba, Shenwu Emperor swept **, after defeating the Prince of Qin, Prince Tai committed suicide with this sword, and his whereabouts are unknown.

This holy soldier was not lost, but was picked up by the heart of the Prince of Thailand, and became the object of the Ming Zhi of the King of Thailand in the past dynasties, and he wore it by his side to inspire them to go all the way.

Suddenly, a majestic momentum shocked the spot, as if there was a Mount Tai pressing from overhead, and the majestic momentum actually made the Weeping Blood Sword hum in bursts.

The weeping blood sword is the holy soldier worn by the Shenwu Emperor back then, it was called the dragon slashing, the two swords, there was a confrontation in the past, who would have thought that after a hundred years, the two swords would gather again, the holy soldier has a spirit, and naturally there is a sense "and although the holy soul of the weeping blood sword was drawn, there is still a trace of the dragon soul remnant in the sword, but the power of this remnant soul is as thin as a gossamer, and it is impossible to recover one or two without a hundred years.

However, as soon as the Tai'a sword came out of the sheath, he immediately felt the breath, the sword has a soul, and there is a memory, a hundred years ago, "his master was defeated in the hands of the sword's man, and the blood soaked its sword body" A hundred years have passed, and that memory is like the blood that cannot be wiped on the hilt of the sword, which can never be erased.

Roar, Tai'a sword roared, and the three-star Tai Fighting Beast hidden in the sword body let out bursts of roars" Situ Buji looked at Tai'a who was trembling slightly in his hand, it was the first time he saw Tai'a Sword so excited, that kind of strong fighting intent, even he could feel it.

A sword sweep, just like the top of Mount Tai, the tumbling sea of clouds "majestic towards that Mount Tai, if the strength of Situ Bu'er high-level earth spirit is inferior to the realm of Leng Zhuo Tianling, but this holy soldier will pull the gap alive, the reason why the holy soldier is respected is because it is not just a blade.

With such a strong force, the sword swept away, and the wind blade formed by a wave of qi suddenly slashed towards Leng Zhuo's body, unlike Leng Zhuo's sword, at most it was only a three-foot sword, but this wave of qi swept more than ten zhang.

Poof, the ground was suddenly torn apart by the air wave, a piece of dust was flying, Leng Zhuo lit the void under his feet, the butterfly wings behind him flapped, and he came to mid-air, just at that moment, he felt the threat of death, and the burning battle intent.

Raising his head, looking at the humming Weeping Blood Sword, the Weeping Blood Holy Soul was withdrawn, and now in Leng Zhuo's mind, he thought that Weeping Blood had no soul because of this, and he had to re-inject the beast soul, but he didn't expect that this Weeping Blood Sword made a buzzing sound at this moment, and although this feeling was weak, Leng Zhuo still felt the soul intent of the Weeping Blood Sword Soul.

"Yes, you also want to fight, then let's take it together!" Leng Zhuo said, raised his head, and looked at Situ Buer above the city: "Before fighting, shouldn't you report your name first, I won't kill the nameless!",

Although it is said that he has killed a lot of nobodies!

"There is no unknown person who can die under my Tai'a sword, and there is no one in Situ Buer!", Situ Buer did not hide his life at all, at present, the Situ royal family can be described as a mess of porridge, and the royal children imprisoned in the city of termination have escaped from the cage and rebelled everywhere, even if Situ Buji reports his name, it is estimated that few people know him.

"Situ Fuji, Situ, royal!",

Situ Fuji did not deny it, nor did he admit it, but the surname Situ is the royal surname, and in order to avoid secrecy, most of the people with the surname Situ have changed their surnames except for the royal family, or others, it can be said that this Situ is exclusively for the royal family.

"What about you!",

"Second Earl of the Empire, Leng Zhuo!",

"Second Earl, Leng Zhuo?" Situ Buji looked at the person in front of him, although he had heard of this person's name for a long time, he didn't want to see it here today: "Earl, hehe, you don't tell the truth, the news from the Dijing side, you are now the Ping'an Marquis of the Empire, and it seems that we still have an account to calculate!"

Leng Zhuo frowned slightly, this person is so unobtrusive news, although he has gone through the process of being made a marquis, it is not a matter of secrecy at the top level, but after all, there is no fanfare, and God Jing is busy at the moment, as if it is dark, there are really few people who pay attention to it.

"I have an account with you?" Leng Zhuo was still slightly surprised, saying that this was the first time they met!

In March, you passed through Qingzhou, burned my house in the Taiqiu Valley, and killed a lot of my soldiers, and you were promoted to a knighthood for this matter, how can you forget!"

As soon as Situ Buji said this, Leng Zhuo suddenly realized: "You are the person behind the scenes of Xiaoyao Town, the descendant of Prince Tai's lineage, tsk, it's really not where you don't meet in life! It seems that this matter is also your Zege, but Wuqing City doesn't seem to be a major town, and you don't seem to be short of money to spend!"

"I do this naturally my plan, there is no need to tell you, after the gossip, let's settle the accounts, your dragon slaying was a mortal enemy with my Tai'a, and if we meet again today, it is also fate!",

Situ Buji said and raised Tai'a, and with a buzz, an earthy yellow spiritual power poured out from the sword body, roaring, the sword spirit actually crawled out of Tai'a, damn, it's really tall enough, no wonder the momentum is so strong.

But look at yourself, because of the last time, there is only a trace of the sword soul left, and this momentum is not a first-class number at all, it seems that it can only open the strongest spiritual power state, or it can be a battle.

"Sister, I heard it right, he is the legend of that holy heaven!" Wu Xiaomei tilted her neck, looked at the two men in the sky, and said with a grin.

Wu Yue also shook his head and said, "How do I know, when that person left the Holy Heaven Academy, we were just admitted to the Holy Heaven Academy, we just heard about it, but we haven't seen it, but it is rumored that this guy is incompetent and lustful, and when I see it today, it is a little inconsistent!"

"It seems that the man said that he is a marquis, it is really fake!",

Wu Yue continued to shake her head, but it shouldn't be fake, because the man opposite was also not a general, Prince Tai was a descendant, as long as he was familiar with the general history of the empire, he would know that a hundred years ago, Emperor Shenwu's biggest opponent was Prince Tai, the third prince, and he was also a popular candidate for the throne of the emperor at that time.

Leng Zhuo would never have imagined that he had left the Shengtian Academy for two years, and it was still a topic of conversation among the younger brothers and sisters, and it seemed that this legend was likely to continue, after all, the most wasteful wood of the year, the first in three hundred years of the Shengtian Academy to be cleared out of the academy by the academy, but he became the marquis of the empire, and the miracle he created was enough for the younger generations to worship.

And the battle between these two dazzling men is something to look forward to just thinking about.