The blade is sharp, flowing with cold and murderous intentions, the blade is as black as ink, swallowing the light of the knife, and the black clothes are suddenly bursting up, like a ghost, wandering between the virtual and the real, full of evil.

This person has a divine speed of cultivation, and the speed is fast to a certain limit, silent, like a floating black light, cutting through the real and the false, and the entity seems to have turned into a phantom, unpredictable.

As soon as he came out with a killing knife, he was vigorous and resolute, but he gathered the killing machine and energy fluctuations to the extreme, even if he exposed his body at first, such an attack and killing, it would be difficult for ordinary monks to notice, he would be killed, his soul would be destroyed, and his body would die.

The people in power felt chills in their hearts, they could see some, this was the real killing knife, even they had a moment of trance, this ...... It's terrifying, and it's very serious, because this black cloth, if it is really an assassination, can threaten their lives!

This person appeared at the forefront, no one knew who he was, no name or surname, dressed very simply and evilly, even his eyes were sacrificed for him, this was specially for adapting to the darkness, specially for killing.

But Meow Jiu, at this moment, his eyes are like cold electricity, the blue brilliance is very great, and the golden light is applied to his body, so that his body, shaped like an immortal golden body, is full of dragon energy, just like an ancient true dragon cub, and at this moment he will also rise to heaven.

Meow! This is a person?

Meow Jiu was stunned, and subconsciously sighed, and immediately, the black cloth wheel moved the black knife, without the slightest hesitation, and slashed straight towards his neck, and the shadow of the knife was like lightning falling from the sky, intertwined into a murderous picture.

This is a killing weapon from hell, which will bring death, and the ink-like knife seems to drag Meow Jiu into hell, even if he is wrapped in golden light, his blood is hot, and Meow Jiu still feels numb and cold in the back of his neck.

"Bell~!"

The knife is hissing, sonorous and powerful, if the two peerless instruments are cut together, people will react, in that short moment just now, the black clothes have already exchanged hands with Meow Jiu, and it is the knife that slashes at Meow Jiu.

They looked closely at the powerful monks in the field, their eyes were releasing divine light, and they saw it!

In the field, the wind and clouds are treacherous, it seems that there are changes at any time, before, at the time of the thousand troops, Meow Jiu reacted quickly, the golden fist gave birth to a majestic wave of qi, the dragon shadow secretly followed, looking at all things, Meow Jiu's body was undiminished, soaring and rising like a golden flame, twisting his body and shaking up!

"How hard is Wang Datang's body!" Someone couldn't help but exclaim, they all knew that Meow Jiu's body was strong, but this ...... With the hard anti-killing weapon of the flesh, there was a sound of cracking stones and opening gold, and there were no scars when it looked like that.

Indeed, a powerful refiner can tear a powerful magic weapon with his hands, and ancient history records that in the era of the ancient emperor, he was also a supreme powerhouse who had a refining physique, and he broke the immortal Dao weapon and the emperor's holy soldier.

That black knife, at least is a royal treasure weapon! It is a real killing weapon, and there is a sound when the knife comes out, like a bloody demon knife roaring, it is the curse of the dead soul.

At this moment, the black clothes slashed out with a knife, and then hidden, unable to see the figure, unable to detect the breath, and the concealment kung fu was first-class.

And Meow Jiu flashed elsewhere, in the dazzling golden glow, his little paw was slashed firmly, and he looked at his little golden hand with fear, and carefully felt that his head was still there, and then breathed a sigh of relief, not forgetting to be vigilant in all directions.

shook his hand, felt fine, Meow Jiu was at ease, bold, and reasonable

With bright eyes, he looked around, and his qi was like an erupting volcano, rising steadily.

A breeze blew to Meow Jiu's face, and the next moment, the black clothes appeared, and he slashed down with a knife, and a bad breath lingered in Meow Jiu's heart, his scalp was numb, Meow Jiu's eyes were blazing, and the powerful energy was like a torrent pouring, almost in an instant, his figure was blurred, and he pinched his small fist and slapped it.

Boom~ The thunder exploded, the fist was like a golden sun, if a spear stabbed out, Meow Jiu used his own boxing skills, the action was very flexible, within the range, in an instant, he chased after it.

"Wang Dacheng really shot with all his might, it was really a thunderous method!" "After watching it once or twice, it was still shocking to watch it so many times.

Meow Jiu's small fists, anyone who can beat them are stupid.

Seeing this, the black clothes did not succeed, Meow Jiu's invincible body, he didn't dare to resist, so he had to dodge, and his body and breath disappeared, as if he had escaped into the void.

But his figure has been exposed, and Meow Jiu beat the snake with the stick, chasing after him closely, and as soon as he pinched his small fist, the golden fist burst out with might, as if it had burst a piece of space.

I saw that in the field, the speed of one person and one cat was too fast, and they were basically invisible, and the monk's eyes were blurry, but it was still difficult to catch up.

At this moment, Meow Jiu seems to have turned into a predator, not to hunt, but to play with the prey, his small body, the pressure is really too great, so many tough Tianjiao were slapped on the ground by him.

But the black clothes are very calm, even if Meow Jiu attacks like a sacred mountain again and again, he still maintains his rhythm and looks for an opportunity to make a move.

"Meow, this person can't be a killer, right?" Dozens of punches were punched in a row, needless to say, the land was knocked over by him many times, many times, Meow Jiu wanted to grab the knife and shoot him off, but to no avail.

He also realized that this evil black cloth seemed to be proficient in the way of assassination, and this kind of head-to-head confrontation was obviously not suitable for him, but when he played before, he still showed his figure.

He's not here to hunt, he's here to challenge, in one word, exquisite!

Even if the eyes are covered with cloth, the sea of blood seems to be flowing endlessly, the momentum is huge, and the blindfolded eyes, Meow Jiu seems to be in sight.

That's a lone wolf, it's a poisonous snake, he is around, staring at your neck and exposed abdomen, looking for the right moment, this is the instinct of hunting, from time to time out of the knife, each knife is condensed to the extreme, the knife is towards the fatal point, the angle is tricky.

"Then we can't be ambiguous!" Meow Jiu attacked with a quick punch, his hand speed was fast enough, and he shot dozens or hundreds of punches in one breath.

"I have to say, although Wang Dacheng is tired, he can really withstand consumption!" Looking at the dozens or hundreds of golden suns that erupted together in that enchantment, no one could simply bear it.

Kicking up a large cloud of dust, it became more and more difficult for the monk to see, and in the fog raised by Meow Jiu, the black-clothed body stopped for a moment, and then turned around and slashed away with a knife.

Like a sword and a sword, a cultivator condenses his will into a sword, which is sword intent and sword intent.

This knife is the condensation of his will.

"Xiaoya, I know you can't help it, so ...... Come on!" Meow Jiu spoke, in response to this opponent, and said softly, the toothpick sword on his back was rhythmic, wantonly exuding his sword sound and qi, and was stuck to his own flesh ~ regiment by Meow Jiu, and a sword stabbed out.

It's also a pity that Meow Jiu didn't fight with Zong Yue with a sword, if you meet again in the future, then try it.

"Sword Three!" The third sword accompanied Meow Nine

The third sword thought, from the tip of the sword spit out a shocking sword, the toothpick sword was even more excited, he had long wanted to fight with these ugly knives!

Because our sword master will not lose any sword in the world!

The monks in the outside world were all curious, and they only heard a clear sword groan that penetrated the heavens and the earth, as if there was a terrible underworld hell eroding the present world, making them see the illusion, the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and when they remembered it, their whole bodies were cold.

Then, there was the world's greatest victory! Piercing the hell, wiping out mountains of corpses and a vast sea of blood.

The spirit knives all have spirits, and the spirit knives are shaking gently.

"That'...... What is it?"

Some people are dumbfounded, but no one can answer.

They were all puzzled, they were all shocked, some people looked at their knives and found that the knives were cracked, they lost their divinity, and the knives died, just because of the monopoly of a sword!

What is it, so powerful? From that enchantment, what kind of aura is emitted from the smoke and dust? It will make all the knives present lose their shape! Some of them are so traumatic and even completely devoid of divinity, they are all cracked.

"Smack~!Little Tooth, be quiet. Meow Jiu patted the toothpick sword, let him collect the supernatural power, the toothpick sword shook for a while, indicating refusal, and was placed back on the back by Meow Jiu, temporarily, with golden light.

Looking at the man in black from afar, Meow Jiu stretched out a claw, wanting to grab his scattered hair, poked over with his divine thoughts, and asked, "What's your name?"

The air was eerily quiet, and the monks were stunned, their thoughts were gone, and their eyes widened to know what had happened.

After all, the smoke and dust that covered the sky and the sun were scattered, Meow Jiu and the black clothes stood on the ground, looking at each other, behind them, there were two gaps that extended for a hundred meters, the land was rolled, a scorched black, very tragic, cut out by the knife, stabbed out by the sword, at the moment, the first confrontation between the knife and the sword, in this enchantment, lingered with some special qi, for a long time.

I saw that the golden light of Meow Jiu flickered, if the immortal venerable came, stretched out a claw, the black-clothed vertical knife stood in front of him, and the evil arrogance was circulating all over his body, and a lock of orange hair glowing with golden light was floating and falling, which was very conspicuous.

The audience made up a big drama in their minds, and some monks who were staring at the gods were a little stunned, just like Kui Xiaoming's scene, they didn't see it! What happened?

I couldn't see through the look and expression of the black clothes, and when everything was silent, click~ The black knife cracked a gap, and in an instant, the blade shattered a piece, and the fragment fell to the ground like a star falling from the sea of stars.

Heiyi put away the knife, seemed to look at Meow Jiu from a distance, pretended to be hoarse and deep, and said, "My name is Bai Zai, I lost." ”

After that, he left the barrier without looking back, not in the direction of coming in, and as he walked, his figure disappeared, and he could no longer detect it.

"What a weirdo. Meow Jiu muttered, feeling a little embarrassed, he didn't grab the hair, took it back and licked his paws, put it down, and said, "It's also a temperamental!"

A strange and strange confrontation came to an end, leaving them thinking about it, feeling that Meow Jiuyi had broken the knife with a punch, and Meow Jiuyi had smashed a crooked cat's claw......

But soon, they were looking forward to the next one.

Meow Jiu experienced malaise, knocked out the Dan, gnawed the spirit fruit, finished the spiritual spring, and pointed to a certain demon force, where there was a demon who responded before, it was a silver demon wolf, carrying wings, flowing with silver and white brilliance, and there was holy light sprinkled between the waves, and what was more special was that there was a crescent mark on its forehead, like an eye, a white flower......