Chapter Thirty-Seven: Swords Join Forces
Chapter Thirty-Seven: Swords Join Forces
"Brother Junmei, get ready to make a move!"
Looking at the swamp with bright water from afar, Dao Lang of the Troubled Times said in a deep voice, and the fierce killing intent in his eyes became a little heavier, like a wolf ready to attack.
As the words fell, the thick back bowed slightly, and took out another knife.
The aura of the long white knife under his feet had already surpassed Fang Junmei's peachwood sword, and the newly taken out jet-black war knife was even more powerful and cold, as if he had drunk the blood of a large number of living beings.
What Fang Junmei took out was naturally a peachwood sword.
Seeing this sword, the Troubled World Dao Lang shook his head and snickered, speechless again.
Fang Junmei also knew that he was worth a meager amount, and when he noticed the other party's expression, he smiled and said, "Brother Daolang, you have just reached the peak of your killing intent, and you laughed away, and I don't care if you miss it for a while." ”
Dao Lang of the Troubled Times looked serious and nodded.
Behind the two of them, the Wind Shadow Beast chased closer and closer again.
After leaving the desert and stepping onto the thicker earth, the two of them clearly felt that the speed of the Wind Shadow Beast had slowed down a little. Even the momentum and aura are all a little weaker, which is undoubtedly good news for the two.
......
The surface of the water is like a mirror, and the blue sky is inverted.
Quiet and peaceful.
Swish!
The long white knife held the troubled Dao Lang and Fang Junmei, a few inches above the water surface, swept by, and the strong wind brought up a shark fin like wave pattern, sharp and thin.
The two of them looked at each other and landed closely behind them.
The two eyes of the Wind Shadow Beast, staring at the two of them indifferently and mercilessly, strode forward, unaware that there was a huge trap ahead.
Knock Knock Knock –
Getting closer.
Wow!
A loud sound of water rang out, and the Wind Shadow Beast finally stepped into the swamp!
Because the speed of the chase was too fast, he didn't realize that his body was sinking, and his second foot also stepped down, and there was another noise.
Two feet, a strong step.
This Wind Shadow Beast seems to be condensed from quicksand, which is already light, but when it encounters this, even goose feathers can sink into the swamp, and it can't escape, and it sinks towards it very quickly.
The Wind Shadow Beast had a low intelligence, and immediately chose to pull its feet upward, pulling out one, and the other one was even heavier, and it was in a hurry for a while.
In the direction ahead, Dao Lang and Fang Junmei in the Troubled Times had already turned around violently and killed each other.
Seeing this, the Wind Shadow Beast seemed to realize the danger, and its body rolled up like a storm, and the churning lake formed a large whirlpool, and it forced its body to pull out in the direction of the sky with the force of upward rotation, and it was about to break free from the shackles of the swamp.
"Did you run, get back to me!"
The roaring sound, like thunder, suddenly came from the mouth of the Dao Lang in the troubled times, this brave man, with angry eyebrows and angry eyes, a lightning flash, came to the top of the Wind Shadow Beast, raised the jet-black war knife with both hands, and slashed down!
Whew-
This knife came out, and the wind roared sharply, and the jet-black sword, like a jet-black waterfall, slashed towards the head of the Wind Shadow Beast. The Wind Shadow Beast was rushing upwards at this moment, as if it had been given to the Troubled Sword Lang to kill.
At this moment, Fang Junmei came to the side of the Dao Lang in the troubled times, his eyes were filled with madness, and he displayed the twelfth style in the Huangquan Ghost Rain Sword Technique-Sword Wind Painting Ghost!
This sword is out, like painting with a sword, the sword does not move, and the speed is fast, which makes people feel that they can't figure it out.
Boom! Boom!
Two huge explosions rang out into the sky.
On the swampy lake, the water splashed and the mud was splashing.
The terrible and ferocious scream came from the mouth of the Wind Shadow Beast, this monster is also weird, after eating the two of them, remember to attack, obviously saw that the sword ray, has entered his body, it is not broken, just smashed down, and once again fell into the swamp.
Fang Junmei and Dao Lang in the troubled times, they didn't have time to think more, and the swords came out together and launched a wild bombardment.
The two big hands of the Wind Shadow Beast also danced wildly, tearing at the two of them like crazy.
It's a pity, after all, he lost the opportunity, first left the natural home of the ghost desert, and was seriously injured by the first blow of the two, and his body was smashed by the two and sank into the water a little bit.
The color of the body of quicksand is getting lighter and lighter.
"Brother Junmei, prepare to take the essence of the wind shadow sand!"
It seems that the time is approaching, and the Daolang of the troubled times shouted loudly and showed the strongest means. The jet-black battle blade pointed at the sky, and it actually triggered an inexplicable thunder.
Dao Lang in troubled times, his long hair flew away, his eyes roared angrily, and his spirit was like a god!
Rumble!
A thunderbolt from the sky crashed down, accurately hitting the jet-black sword of the Troubled Swordman, and the lightning burst up.
Drink!
After another loud shout, the Troubled Swordman slashed the strongest sword, infused with the power of thunder, towards the Wind Shadow Beast below.
Rumble!
There was another loud bang, and first the Thunder Lightning Flower bloomed on the head of the Wind Shadow Beast, and after pouring into it, the Wind Shadow Beast's body finally exploded with a bang, turning into flying sand.
Those two Wind Shadow Sand Essences were deliberately avoided by the Troubled Age Dao Lang, and they were not broken, and they had already flown out in two different directions at this moment.
It was Fang Junmei's turn to make a move.
The peachwood sword flew out and stopped one of them, while Fang Junmei himself used the Sky Dance Technique to chase after the other.
Call!
The stroke in the palm reappeared, and one of them smoothly fell into Fang Junmei's hands.
Bite!
The other piece, which was lightly picked up by the peachwood sword, bounced into the sky, and after the troubled sword man rushed over, he easily took it in his hand.
Fang Junmei summoned back the peachwood sword, and the troubled sword man summoned back the white long knife, first held himself up, and then flew to Fang Junmei, who was falling down, and also caught him, flying in the direction of the outside of the swamp.
......
Bang!
When they reached the edge of the swamp, the two of them fell from their knives like dead dogs, and fell on the grass, gasping for breath and indescribable exhaustion.
At this point, the two of them can finally let go of their tense nerves.
“...... The little cub in the demon gate, you are panting too much, could it be that you are usually hollowed out by the little witches?"
After calming down, Fang Junmei saw that Dao Lang in the troubled world was still gasping for breath, he joked with a smile, and even stabbed him with his elbow.
"you, I don't know how fierce I am!"
Dao Lang of the Troubled Times glared at him in a hurry, and said, "If it hadn't been for the fact that I killed it with the last overdraft blow, I would have been torn apart by it!"
After saying that, he laughed first.
Fang Junmei also laughed, and after taking out two pots of wine, one pot was given to Dao Lang in troubled times, and the other pot was given to himself, and the two of them poured it in large gulps, enjoying the excitement of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.
Dao Lang in the troubled times drank very happily, and he was not worried about the strangeness in the wine.
Regardless of the Dao Demon, after this incident, there has been some friendship between the two.