The horses under Lu Feng's crotch had already overturned, and the others had already reached the air.

Then the sky suddenly darkened, not because Zhang Kai's spell time was over, but because Shan Junxiong had already jumped to a higher place than Lu Feng, and there was still a flying knife in his hand.

"Good calculation. ”

At this time, Lu Feng was difficult to dodge, so he sighed.

Shan Junxiong deliberately controlled his jumping height, it was not far from Lu Feng, this distance, the flying knives were more difficult to dodge, Shan Junxiong threw his hands together, and the four flying knives flew out in four different directions almost at the same time.

The time before arriving at Lu Feng was different, one after another.

Lu Feng was in mid-air, and the halberd was not in his hand, but he still had the long sword at his waist.

The sword is unsheathed.

This sword had been shattered countless times before in the canyon with the impact of blades and claws.

But it will definitely be able to help itself one more time.

Lu Feng was so convinced that he had already drawn his sword.

The sword in Tang Qian's hand was already only the hilt, how could the hilt of the sword still help him once, Tang Qian looked at the sword in his hand and sighed.

The old man also said on the side: "It's a pity that this sword has been completely broken, even if you comprehend any power related to the sword's return to the void level, you can't use it." ”

Tang Qian was stunned for a moment, and then said, "What did you just say?"

The old man repeated: "I said even if you ......."

Tang Qian interrupted: "I said the previous sentence. ”

The old man was also stunned: "I said that this sword has been completely broken, and it can't be broken anymore, you can't ...... it at all."

Tang Qian shook his head: "You're not right. ”

The old man's stubborn temper also came up: "I said that this sword is broken, what's wrong?"

Tang Qian said: "I said that this sword is not broken, so I can still make a sword." ”

The old man's temper is gone, this Tang Qian will not be too anxious, and then go crazy, he doesn't like crazy people, he has seen a little madman many years ago, she was called Changwen back then, she was called Changsheng Immortal a few years ago, and now she is called Hua Suwen.

Especially now, if he were to be locked up in such a small space with a madman, he might be crazy too.

Lu Feng felt that this Shan Junxiong was a madman.

He took out his sword, and then flew four flying knives, but the "bounce" of the flying knife was "forward" relative to Lu Feng, but in fact Lu Feng was behind the ground, so this flying knife was hit and "flew upward".

What is thrown into the sky will eventually fall back.

The four flying knives fell back towards Lu Feng at a relatively slow speed—

The important thing is that there is also a single Junxiong!

Shan Junxiong returned another knife, this flying knife was faster, and it whined in the air, as if it was attached to a life-urging ghost.

What Lu Feng really cares about is also this knife, because the strength of the other four handles is only the power of falling, and it is nothing.

His sword had already struck the knife with precision.

But Shan Junxiong's body had already fallen, and he used his hands, elbows, and two knees to resist a throwing knife, which happened to be pressed down.

Pointing directly at Lu Feng.

This is not the first time that Lu Feng has secretly admired in his heart.

This handsome knife.

Miraculous.

"Even if you are a legendary immortal, a flying immortal, a broken sword is a broken sword. The old man's tone softened slightly, as if he wanted to persuade him.

"But the sword is not broken. Tang Qian waved the sword in his hand.

The sword in his hand originally gave the old man the illusion of "it really seems to be a complete sword", but at this time, it was completely a broken sword.

This made the old man even more sure that Tang Qian had gone mad at this time, and he didn't even have his own understanding of the sword.

Tang Qian shook his hand to interrupt the sword and said: "The so-called sword, the so-called sword immortal, and those realms where there is a sword and no sword, are actually not suitable for me, so this part is not where my path lies, although I will too, but ...... It's always a little bit worse, isn't it?"

When Tang Qian said this, he stopped talking and pondered.

His recent experience is a bit much, whether it is Yaguan, or Difu, and then to this Yueye Prefecture.

Everything, it seems that there is a conclusion in the dark, this road is hidden in the famous moves of his and the enemy against the sword, the sword and sword painting, and also hidden in the first formation of the underworld, what is the specific road, he is a little unclear.

It's not kendo.

"Completely with a sword, or sharp, or skillful, or like a dragon, but my sword is not like this, at least not exactly, I also like to draw, so is my sword infused with the sword of the Dao, or is it infused with the painting of the sword?" Tang Qian flipped his hand to interrupt the sword, and several sword flowers followed the tip of the sword-

Why does a broken sword have a tip?

The old man rubbed his eyes, and for a moment he really saw that Tang Qian was holding a complete sword in his hand.

Then Tang Qian took out his sword.

The sky trembled, Tang Qian's robe was windless, the sword in his hand that should not have existed hit the book sword of the magic barrier, a black liquid gushed out fiercely from the place of collision, and the mana barrier suddenly shattered into pieces, Tang Qian withdrew the hand holding the sword, and the sword in his hand was still broken, only the hilt.

Fragments of the mana barrier floated in the air.

The black liquid flowed to the old man's feet.

Pitch black as ink, or ......

The old man twitched his nose and sniffed.

This is ink.

The old man's mouth was wide open.

It's not as simple as comprehending the power of returning to nothingness.

The essence of this power should be to point directly at the realm of returning to the void.

Tang Qian scratched his head, and didn't seem to feel that he had done something very powerful: "You can go on the road, but you have to find a real sword." ”

He glanced at the water curtain that the old man had built.

"This sword is good. Shan Junxiong spat out a mouthful of blood, Lu Feng's sword had already been inserted into his heart, but only one of his four flying knives had been inserted into Lu Feng's abdomen.

It won't be fatal, Shan Junxiong felt this way the moment he hit it.

Everything is in a flash of lightning.

"You should sigh that this is a nice piece of armor. Lu Feng said.

Draw your sword and push Shan Jun away

Xiong's huge body, Lu Feng only felt that his strength was stronger, and this Shan Junxiong almost doubled the strength in his body.

There are at least 2,000 people in this Shan Junxiong's body.

Lu Feng thought in his heart.

He had just killed those cross-male fish, and his strength was almost two thousand, so now he has about four thousand strength.

Maybe if you add moves and fighting skills, even the nearly 10,000 powerful dragons can fight. Lu Feng thought to himself.

The sword has been bent, but it can't be used, Lu Feng touched the halberd next to him, and this.

At this moment, suddenly a figure stood in front of Lu Feng, this figure seemed to appear suddenly, but it came openly and honestly, and he did not sneak attack, and even when Lu Feng did not come back to his senses, this person said: "Attention, I'm going to cut it." ”

Lu Feng was thinking in his heart, how powerful can this person be? He subconsciously grabbed the halberd and parried with one hand-

Boom –

It seems that this knife is not just a knife, but the whole world has been smashed.

Lu Feng's body was unstable, he knelt on one knee, and when he looked up, he saw who this person was.

With a glimmer of light all over his body, only a knife in his hand, and his hair was unruly and wild.

It's Lu Buwei.

He lifted his hair slightly with his knifeless hand to reveal his eyes.

"What are you thinking? When you fight with people, don't you just remember to cut hard?"

"The little monk is also about to make a move, behind General Lu. A punch to the left side of the waist. Another person said, his tone was calm, his body uncontrollable but his mouth could still speak.

This voice Lu Feng was a little more familiar.

He had already raised a hand, twisted his waist and back, just in time to see a lifetime monk punching.

Lu Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Master is here to take revenge, Lu Feng has offended a lot before." ”

There was no joy or sorrow on his face, his eyes were blank, and he continued: "Be careful. ”

Because Lu Buwei is another knife.

"The troublesome characters are coming. Ji Gu limped to Hua Suwen's side: "Fu Er really got these two." ”

Hua Su asked but didn't care at all: "Fu Er is not to worry, but if I want to win, I still lack some soldiers." ”

Ji Gu was a little strange: "You have 30,000 soldiers on hand?"

Hua Su asked and summoned about 15,000 soldiers.

Ji Gu conservatively estimated that Hua Suwen still had fifteen thousand on hand.

Hua Su asked, "Fifty thousand soldiers." ”

Ji Gu took a breath and said, "That's not much worse." ”

Hua Su asked and groaned, "Eight thousand." ”

Ji Gu was silent for a long time, and then said, "I have about fifteen hundred, and Mr. Bailongxiang has about two thousand, plus those monks......"

Hua Suwen shook his head: "The 50,000 soldiers I said are counted as these. ”

The dragon elephant once obtained the soul of the soldier, which was left by the previous battle in this world, it is considered a strange treasure, Hua Suwen also has it, and there are many of them, all of which are unintentionally obtained, it seems that a certain existence in this world is currying favor with her.

Weakness.

Hua Suwen naturally accepted it gladly.

But it's not enough.

Now the situation of the Terrans is very good, but it is still not good enough.

goblin

The clan was being killed and wounded, but Hua Suwen knew that this was not enough to be able to win with one blow.

If the sky turns into night again, those cross-stocks will become monsters again, and the night rider will exert its power.

The Terrans are in danger.

For the Terrans, more results must be achieved during this time, and for the Monsters, it is necessary to resist the Terran attack as much as possible.

Fu Er has already made a move, manipulating the lifelong monk and Lu Buwei.

"The dragon has moved!" suddenly shouted a monk, and as soon as he finished speaking, his body had been split in half, because a figure had fallen into the Terran monk.

In an instant, a dozen monks turned into minced meat.

For Hua Suwen, the human race didn't kill the demon fast enough.

For the dragon, the human race kills too many demons.

At this time, the enemy, both soldiers and generals, had already entered the battle. Hua Suwen sighed: "Fellow strategists, listen to me. ”

Seeing that the dragon seemed to be unstoppable, whether it was a soldier with the strength of one person but an incomparably large number of soldiers, or the strength of at least dozens of people, or even a monk warrior among a hundred people, it was not his opponent with one punch, but she did not panic at all.

Even the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "I'll set up the formation." ”

(End of chapter)