Chapter 86: Killing Sword Three Styles, Weeping

"Boom!"

A dazzling sword light pierced through the blue smoke, and the blood-red long sword of the swordsman on the Black Stone Plug side was sharp in an instant, shining with a blazing light.

Niu Li flew back more than a dozen steps, chuckled, and blue smoke rushed from his mouth like a flood, surging towards the sword light.

Before the blue smoke was close, the sword light suddenly disappeared, and the smoke flowed into the air. Niu Li's expression changed suddenly, the swordsman's sword was actually just a phantom, and the sword was in his hand at this time, stabbing towards the warrior of another caravan.

The swordsman named Pershing let out a long laugh and pounced at the warrior who was waiting for the opportunity to move, and the blood-red long sword turned into a dazzling light and shot out.

The warrior secretly said that something was wrong, and in an instant, sharp points of light like a meteor shower covered his field of vision, making a rain-like whistling sound.

The figure of the warrior in the caravan shook rapidly, desperately exerting his pace, dodging again and again, and counterattacking flawlessly.

This swordsman has superb swordsmanship, and he can only be regarded as an ordinary character at the bottom of the fourth-order initial realm, and at this moment, he is completely caught in a situation of passive beating, and he is in danger.

Pershing was in hot pursuit, he knew that only by solving the battle as soon as possible on his side could he help the other two companions, this interception had developed to the point where it was now a big chaotic battle, it could be said that it was a big mistake on the side of the Black Stone Plug, although he was invited by the Black Stone Plug for money, but he could not get out, and only by winning the battle could it end.

The blood shadow swordsmanship found in a cave when he was young was dripping in his hands, a sword is faster than a sword, a sword is more ruthless than a sword, fierce and vicious, and a change from the previous light and agile sword moves.

"Shhh

The blood-red sword passed through, and a small wound was grazed on the arm of the caravan warrior, but the hair-like wound suddenly exploded, and the blood shot out, and it rushed into Pershing's blood-red sword like a living creature in the air.

"My sword, I love your blood. “

Fingers brushed the long sword, Pershing showed a creepy smile that made the warrior creepy, but his brows immediately furrowed, and the whole person suddenly spun up, like a big bird soaring in the air, sliding continuously in mid-air, dodging the sneak attack of a blue smoke palm.

Not far behind him, Niu Li's body was surrounded by layers of blue smoke, and Pershing looked solemn.

This strong man's exercises are extremely weird, and he seems to be following the path of the Zixia Sect of Caiyun Country, but it is plausible, and he is bent on solving the weakest martial artist first, because he is afraid of Niu Li, and he needs to deal with it seriously.

Pershing held the sword in front of his chest, and the sword shadow rotated in front of him like a wheel, and finally converged into a blood sword, pointing at Niu Li on the opposite side. The sword qi is like a sword on the string, leading but not triggering, locking Niu Li's body.

Niu Li did not dare to relax in the slightest, knowing that once he fell into decline, he would be hit by Pershing's earth-shattering fatal blow. Thinking of this, the blue smoke all over his body was running like a boil, and billowing mist erupted from his mouth and nose, covering his body.

The blue smoke spread in all directions, quickly enveloping his Pershing, emitting an intoxicating fragrance.

Niu Li took the opportunity to float out, and as soon as his toes touched the ground, he suddenly felt a coldness in his chest. Pershing's sword pierced through the fog and stabbed at him.

Niu Li burst into a shout, his hands were like poisonous dragons out of the hole, and the phantoms of two blue giant palms rose into the air, overwhelming the sky.

Rumble.

The swords and palms collided, and the sound was like muffled thunder, and the exploding waves of air rolled and surged in all directions.

The corners of Niu Li's mouth were bleeding and he stepped back sharply.

Pershing snorted, suppressed the churning qi and blood, and raised his sword to pursue.

Boom.

At this moment, the warrior who was sweeping the formation on the side suddenly rushed out from the side and punched Pershing's head, and Zhenyuan broke out of his body, turned into a tiger head, and opened his mouth to bite Pershing.

Pershing's eyes were cold, and when he mentioned the true yuan, the sword shadow flew over, wanting to smash the illusory tiger head.

"Hahaha, die!"

Niu Li, who was originally retreating, let out a long laugh, did not retreat, and the sound of the rushing waves of the big river came out in his body.

To be able to be hired to be the guide wolf of such a large-scale caravan, Niu Li's reputation is a real mix of so many years, and the blue hookah he cultivates is definitely a fourth-order high-grade exercise, which is divided into four layers, and can be cultivated up to the sixth-order upper realm, and now he has just broken through to the second layer, but Niu Li is already a leader among the fourth-order beginner realm cultivators.

With his control, the blue smoke gathered as thick as a river, as if it had the power of a thousand catties, and crashed into Pershing with a surging sound.

Just holding a sword to strangle the tiger shadow, Pershing Zhenyuan didn't have time to carry it, so he could only hurriedly raise the sword to block it in his chest.

Boom.

Pershing's mouth spurted blood, and he hit a big tree, the thick body of the tree cracked and splashed, the blood sword was powerless, and the true yuan was in chaos.

Suffering such an injury, Pershing did not panic as expected, and the blood that spurted out sprinkled on the blood sword revealed a dazzling red light, and the ferocity was even more fierce.

The three of them didn't say anything, and the next moment they fought like fierce beasts meeting on a narrow road.

The sword light skyrocketed, the palm wind was fishy, and the blue smoke was surging.

The bloody sword in Pershing's hand was like rain and lightning, and the criss-crossing sword light only advanced and did not retreat, all of which were fierce and life-threatening. The blue smoke controlled by Niu Li became mysterious and bone-breaking, and once it touched Pershing's body, it would absorb the true element like a living thing, and with the assistance of the injured warrior on the side, the two and Pershing were inseparable for a while.

The blood-colored sword light was dazzling, and suddenly, thousands of sword rays disappeared in unison, and a slender and sharp sword light broke through in the void, and suddenly slashed towards the martial artist who was about to take out his palm.

The rich blood qi came to his nose, and before the warrior could react, he had already been pierced through the center of his eyebrows by this sword, and his body fell straight down.

"Drink!"

Niu Li didn't expect that the slightest gap was also caught by Pershing, and he killed one of them, and suddenly there was a loud shout, and the blue smoke rose up to the sky itself, covering Pershing like a torrential rain.

Pershing erected the sword in front of him, the center of his eyebrows suddenly cracked, and a drop of blood from his eyebrows dripped into the blood sword, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly changed, and the boundless murderous aura rose to the sky.

Niu Li's heart twitched, he palpitated inexplicably, and shivered.

Kill the sword three styles, cry!

"Boom!"

The sword in Pershing's hand came out, as if everything was sinking, the heavens and the earth wept, and the boundless killing intent rushed with the sword qi.

It's a desperate sword!

The shadow of death enveloped Niu Li, and the torrential rain of blue smoke could not stop the shadow of the sword.

In the next tenths of a second, the sharp sword shadow had already split Niu Li's eyebrows, and the boundless killing intent swept wildly, killing Niu Li's soul cleanly!

Niu Li's tall body fell to the ground, his pupils were blank, and his soul was scattered.

This move was extremely depleting, and most of the true yuan in Pershing's body passed in an instant, and his mind set off a chaotic spiritual storm, and the backlash of killing intent made him have a headache.

Boom!

There seemed to be a gunshot in the distance, and Pershing's hairs stood on end, and he was about to fly up, but the next moment he looked at his chest in disbelief.

At the place of the heart, a hole the size of a fist was empty.

The aftermath of the gunfire only then spread, and layers of cracks, starting from his chest, spread like spider webs on his body.

His face poured out all kinds of emotions for a while, anger, unwillingness, doubt, sadness, and finally solidified into despair and fell in front of Niu Li.

At the top of a big tree in the distance, Lin Ze, who was wearing an invisibility cloak, put down the [Night Watchman] and jumped down.