Chapter 92 Stopping Water VS Long-haired Old Thief

The old thief sneered, and dozens of hairs suddenly flung back, but the water stop behind him suddenly shot out like an arrow from the string, and quickly rushed towards Chu Xiong.

"Dance of the Sword Net!" With a loud shout, the blade of the sword buzzed and trembled, and the power of the silky contract rose up.

Wisps of blue sword light wrapped around Chu Xiong, and in an instant, countless sword lights had formed a blue sea, quickly covering Chu Xiong.

"Boss, can you save me or kill me!" Chu Xiong shouted, constantly struggling, but he was entangled by his hair and completely lost his mobility, and Chu Xiong struggled in the air like this.

However, the sword did not wait, and after cutting off the hair of those entanglers with lightning speed, it cut into the void, and Zuihou disappeared into nothingness.

Chu Xiong instantly regained his freedom, holding a knife in one hand and a brick in the other, and rushed directly towards the boss who pounced.

The boss looked at Chu Xiong, who was coming violently, and as soon as his handprint moved, the killer hand came out, and the blood light instantly wrapped his hands.

The aura of murder and blood permeated, and the boss's momentum changed, and his hands reached Chu Xiong at the same time.

On the other hand, Zhishui has already exchanged hands with the old thief, and the two have discussed at the beginning that it is more appropriate to deal with the old thief by Zhishui, after all, the knife of the sword god belongs to the Qi Neng, and when the divine soldier does not exert its true power, the power of the knife of the sword god is definitely above the divine soldier.

In addition, the kitchen knife is a short weapon after all, and the knife of the sword god is a long knife, and the hair used to deal with the old thief is obviously the most haode.

Looking at the old thief's hair that shot quickly, he stopped the water and smiled, twisted the long knife, not only did not retreat, but rushed straight forward, the long knife danced again and again, one hair after another fell to the ground, and one hair after another grew out.

The strange hair seemed endless, and the old thief's apprentice was hiding to the side, not daring to intervene in a battle of this level.

"The third Qi Neng! Shura True Body!" Zhishui screamed, the muscles of his whole body squirmed, and the green tendons on his face burst out, as if there was a foreign liliang blessing on Zhishui's body, white light flashed, and the eight-armed divine power!

The eight sword gods danced wildly, like a wall, so that the old thief's hair could never attack.

"Look at how much hair you have or how much of my knife net!" Zhi Shui sneered, and performed the dance of the knife net again.

The already dense knife net increased instantly, and its power, speed, and density all increased by eight times!

The knife net in the sky frantically covered the old thief, and the old thief was shocked, if the dense knife net fell on his body, he was afraid that he would cut himself into a pair of minced meat at the first time, and he could no longer keep it.

"Demonic Hair Flurry!" With the rush of the power of the contract, the wisps of contract power poured out uncontrollably.

I saw several black shadows scattered in an instant, standing beside Zhishui, and then under the old man's violent drink.

The short hair of those black shadows grew wildly, and it only grew to more than ten meters in an instant, and it was still extending.

The old thief sneered, the handprint change ended, and a long hair danced wildly, as if the black shadows had received some order, and the long black shadows swayed wildly.

Like a chain reaction, the water stop was wrapped in attacks from several directions, and countless hairs attacked frantically, only to see that the ground was also pumped out of the ravines from time to time, you can imagine how huge its liliang is.

However, Zhishui did not have any timidity, and dragged the dance of the sword net to surging in all directions, resisting the terrifying attack like a tide of Lang.

The dense knife net enveloped the water stop, preventing a single hair from penetrating the defense line, and countless hairs fell quietly.

But the old thief's hair seemed to grow indefinitely, and it would never dry up.

I don't know how long the confrontation lasted, but the attacks of the two weakened, and they didn't have the sharpness of the opening, and they all gasped in unison.

And a layer of gray hair had fallen from the ground, as if a group of people had shaved their heads here.

Seeing that the old thief's attack was getting weaker and weaker, the ball of the water-stopping foot slammed on, instantly hitting the dance of the knife net, and broke through frantically forward.

The old man's eyes were horrified, and he hurriedly stepped back.

"Old guy, you're old, I'm going to kill you with my master!" Zhishui shouted, and his momentum instantly rose to the top, rushing towards the old thief like a bamboo, and the dance of the knife net covered the old thief fiercely.

"Today, I will do the right thing for the sky!" The scenes of the day were replayed again, and the ruthlessness of the old thief appeared again in Zhishui's mind, Zhishui was not cold-blooded, but buried everything in his heart, and then let him burst out at a certain moment!

"Die!" stopped the water and danced the broadsword faster, and the already weak knife net instantly shone brightly.

"You've been hiding?!" the old thief exclaimed.

"No, it's not to hide, but to burst out the power of the contract at this moment, but you, who delve into crooked ways and harm people's lives, will never understand!"

Suddenly, the old man's speed increased suddenly, and he actually dodged the attack of stopping the water, only to see that the ground was instantly cut out of countless ravines.

"Wind Spirit Bead, it seems that over the years, you have killed a lot of people. He said quietly, but his eyes were about to burst into flames.

"Don't worry, you'll be going to them soon. The old man said with a sneer.

With a flicker of his figure, the old thief appeared directly behind Chu Xiong, his long hair suddenly stabbed out, and his steely hair stabbed into the back of the water's heart.

"I think you're stupid! don't forget where I'm from!" said Zhishui and dodged to the side, firing the old thief's attack and slowly turning around.

The light flickered and saw a pair of silk gloves appear on Chu Xiong's hand, purple light flickered, and Chi Ran was a purple-level divine soldier!

In the competition in the academy that day, the boss of the first and second grades was won by Chu Xiong's five people, that is to say, the five people got two purple divine weapons, one platinum divine soldier, the youngest Yu Wenxiong had a purple divine soldier, and the other one was in the hands of Zhishui.

"The divine power of the sword god!" Zhi Shui directly threw the long knife in his hand, his hands were sealed like lightning, and wisps of purple light rose from the glove, and the majestic momentum spread like a torrent.

The clothes that stopped the water were automatically windless, and I saw that the sword of the sword god thrown into the air quickly became larger under the flood of purple light.

The old man wanted to stop it, but the size and momentum of the long knife suppressed it fiercely.

It was as if the long knife had become a unique life at this moment, and its command was the Heavenly Dao!

And the handprint that stopped the water ended here, jumping into the air, grabbing the long knife hundreds of meters long and slashing it fiercely in the old man's frightened eyes.