"Wow!"

"Wow"

Words, domineering!

It was a king who really controlled the power of life and death in the world, and was judging the death of an ant.

At the moment when King Yueyang's words fell, three strange sounds protruded in the field, and a cold light flashed!

Fast...

The sound comes quickly, and the cold comes and goes quickly!

The speed is so fast, and the sudden change between the fields is so rapid that many people can't describe the scene between that moment in words, and can only use the results of this moment to guess the clues at that time.

But when the sound was cold, it was only a blink of an eye at most, and when the sound fell, Zhou Yuanshan in the distance had already brushed his sword out of the sheath, and his whole body burst into silver eight feet, and his body seemed to have been slammed into something, and he retreated seven steps away! And where he was standing, there was already another person standing at this time. To be exact, it was a figure, he was as thin as firewood, covered in black veil, wrapped in black clothes, only his eyes were shining with a cold and murderous aura, and he was holding a black lock sickle, which was steaming black. In addition to the figure of this person, his aura and dress are almost exactly the same as the young master of the Soul Chasing Building who fought with Mo Xian on Yueyang Tower before, dead and silent, murderous and restrained.

Few people know how he came about. It's too fast, and it's weird. This has nothing to do with knowledge, it has to do with cultivation, because the cultivation of the two people who clashed at that moment has already exceeded the level of many people in the field. Even from the perspective of the king's realm, time has to go back a breath...

A breath ago...

At the moment when King Yue Yang finished speaking!

A scythe as black as ink broke through the wind without warning, like lightning, first from the shadow at the foot of Zhou Yuan Mountain, flashed out! Fast as the wind, rushing like thunder, the thunderbolt drove straight to the throat of Zhou Yuan Mountain in an instant!

The speed of such a move is so fast, and the move is weird and sudden, if you change to an ordinary powerful person to deal with it, I am afraid it will be a life of death. But Zhou Yuanshan is not an ordinary person, in the face of such a sudden attack, he not only did not hesitate to fight, but he actually chose not to retreat and counterattack! At the moment when the figure under his feet flashed with electric light, his eyelids jumped, and he shouted violently! The qi of his whole body suddenly burst like a blazing fire, and the dust in his hand suddenly handed it forward! With a sword roar, the hidden sword turned into a silver dragon out of its sheath, carrying silver thunder and lightning along the dust to castrate, and attacked violently towards the attacking sickle!

The black sickle attack, like a black python out of the nine shadows, is tricky and weird. The silver sword attack is like thunder falling on the galaxy, fast and strong. Whether it is a sneak attack or a defensive counterattack, both are strong and fierce, only attacking but not defending, and there is a momentum of burning jade!

"Poof. ”

The black scythe and the silver sword intersected, and the black mang and the silver mang touched, making a symphony of "poof"! This sound rang for a long time, and time seemed to slow down a lot between this sound. In the process of this sound, a figure that was darker, stranger, and faster than the black sickle suddenly swept out from the foot of Zhou Yuanshan!

If the black sickle that was raided before was a black python that hunted for food, then the figure that swept out at this time was a black python that silently crossed the river! It walked like the wind, and there was no sound of breaking the wind. It moves like thunder, but there is no thunder. With an extremely restrained attacking aura, he took advantage of Zhou Yuanshan's sword to stab the gap where his strength had not yet arrived, rising like smoke and black, turning his palm into a claw towards Zhou Yuanshan's dantian lower abdomen, which was a fierce blow!

The black sickle is in front, and the sword palm is in the back, and the two moves before and after are all assassination skills that can kill people, and the continuous use in an instant is really unguardable. Obviously, such a series of attacks even Zhou Yuanshan was a little unexpected. But he didn't have too much surprise, just made a slight difference cautious, two fingers pressed down gently, and the blade of the sword in the dust became like soft iron with the pressure of the two fingers, and then pressed towards the black sickle blade, and then the tip of his shoe hit the ground, and he released the two fingers of the sword again, and stopped the momentum of the strong attack with the slightest shock force up and down, and at the same time, his body was like a white crane with the residual strength turned into an afterimage, and swept back rapidly!

“......”

The wind is silent, the palm is without a trace, and the knife falls without a trace.

Zhou Yuanshan's hand is extremely wonderful, the enemy has a black sickle suppressed and a knife palm sneak attack, and the speed of the two killing moves is almost to the peak level of the power of the king of the world, and it seems that he is about to live and die, but Zhou Yuanshan only relied on the two temporarily formed countershock forces, and quickly retreated, but he let him dodge the two killing moves without danger.

The clouds are light and the wind is clear, and the palm stops when the wind passes.

In the blink of an eye, the battle was over.

Zhou Yuanshan stopped seven steps later, and the mysterious black-clothed man who suddenly burst out also stopped the momentum of continuing to attack, and stood in place, stopping here in the blink of an eye, returning to normal. Xia Yuan squinted his eyelids and looked at the man in black carefully, and King Yue Yang looked at Zhou Yuanshan with his hands folded. The two played against each other in an instant, although it was only a round, but it could also be described as a shocking skill, but now the war is not over, so no one will talk about anything at this time.

"Pure Yang Ladder Cloud Vertical, Good Body. ”

The man in black had a cold light in his eyes, staring at Zhou Yuanshan and said slowly. In the same way, Zhou Yuanshan was also looking at the man in black, but his eyes fell on the iron lock and sickle that the man in black was obsessive, and said in a deep voice: "The body method is not good, I have been dull since I was a child, and the martial arts under the sword door are only learning some skins, and I can't play the scene." However, your Excellency is extraordinary, and you are holding the Soul Hooking Scythe, so you must be a famous figure in the Soul Chasing Building, right?"

The black sickle was slightly warped, the black light was like smoke, and the man in black faintly made a momentum movement. He said briefly: "Nobody. ”

"Tsk, that's amazing. ”

After talking here, there was disdain.

Xia Yuan found a dog's tail grass from nowhere and put it in his mouth, fading away from his previous solemnity, and once again blooming his usual ruffianism. looked at the man in black, and said with a pout: "Tsk, it's so modest." If the "Thirteen Dead Xiaos" of the Soul Chaser Building are all nobodies, then aren't all the people here asking for food on the street tonight? Are you humiliating me, or are you humiliating the prince behind you?"

"He's the Thirteen Dead Shaws of the Soul Chaser Tower?"

"No... Why is Thirteen Dead Shaw here?"

"Thirteen Dead Shaw..."

"No wonder there are such skills..."

“......”

Xia Yuan sarcastically, and the surrounding silence was immediately broken. It was like a vicious wolf suddenly breaking into the sheepfold, and the sound of discussion and surprise was like a mosquito's groan, and the color of shock, fear, and timidity was like ink entering clear water, and it changed dramatically in an instant! That one was panicked, as if it was not Zhou Yuanshan who was fighting the man in black at this time, but them.

"Grandma, what is the Thirteen Dead Xiao?"

To the northeast, not far from the high platform, an eight- or nine-year-old girl pulled the corner of an old woman's clothes beside her, but asked. When the little girl asked this, the old woman, who was originally shocked, slowly came back to her senses. She looked at her little ignorant granddaughter with concern, then returned her gaze to the dark figure not far away, pondered for a long time before stroking the little girl's head, and whispered, "Those are thirteen people who should not exist in this world. ”

The little girl did not understand the old woman's words, and asked again, frowning, "Why should they not exist in the world?

The old woman pursed her lips, but did not answer immediately, as if she were organizing words that a little girl could understand, and thought about it for a long time. While pondering, the old woman slowly moved her gaze to the black sickle handle that the man in black held in his hand. There is the only different color of the whole black sickle, a touch of black and red, like a "snake" written in some kind of red ink, on the whole body of the scythe, if you don't look closely, it is difficult for ordinary people to notice, if you look closely, you will find that it is like a snake letter spit out by a black python.

At the same time, Zhou Yuanshan, who was also looking at this different color on the other side, had already withdrawn his scrutinizing gaze, and smiled noncommittally: "That's right, as the saying goes, the order of the king of hell, a life and death sentence, a life and soul are seduced, and the death is seized." If the thirteen dead Xiao of the Soul Chasing Building are all nobodies, then I will have to sell vegetables on the street. What's more, it's the snake Xiao of the Thirteen Dead Shaws?"

"Tut-tut..."

Zhou Yuanshan finished speaking, Xia Yuan, who was not far away, laughed contemptuously again, followed by the words and turned to King Yueyang, and said contemptuously: "I really can't imagine that your dignified prince still has a leg with this business of buying and selling people's lives." The young master of the Soul Chasing Building, the thirteenth death Xiao of the Tianzi number, I think the black and white double evil is not far away, right? That's right..."Saying that, Xia Yuan's tone of voice suddenly changed, he squinted at the man in black with contempt, and teased: "In order to hook up with you, our prince should spend a lot of silver, right?

“......”

Xia Yuan said this a little too much.

Even if the king of Yueyang has all kinds of faults, but after all, he is still the prince of the first dynasty, and the current location is still someone else's territory, how can this give some face? King Yueyang, who has been restrained all night in the city government, was indeed a little angry when he heard this, and he calmed down his last few moments of bearing, and said forbearingly: "Brother Xia, please pay attention to your wording..."

But Xia Yuan didn't buy his account, the dog's tail was high, and his mouth was presumptuous: "Manly man, dare to do it, you dare to do it, you know what bullshit you have done, is it possible that you still don't want to admit this account?"

“......”

Wind, caressing.

Snorting heavily, King Yue Yang didn't reply to Xia Yuan's words. Because, now there is no need to talk nonsense. He raised his right hand behind him heavily, stretched out his index finger and slowly pointed to Zhou Yuanshan in the distance. Although the movement is slow, it everywhere reveals a kingly aura that will be trampled by thousands of troops in a gesture!

"Kill. ”

"Whew!" "Whew!!"

Before his thoughts were finished, he was blown away by the wind, and King Yueyang shook his fingers and shouted "kill" with one word!

When the sound of "killing" fell, the man in black who had been gathering momentum for a long time fell to the ground, and the black sickle turned into a bolt of lightning and swept away in response!

At the same time as the man in black swept out. Xia Yuan's figure, the shadow of the table on the desk, and even the shadow of the crack on the deck, in the sky and on the ground, far and near, a total of twelve shadows were all cold and shining! Twelve black shadows were distributed in twelve different directions without warning, and at the same time turned into lightning and swept out! South, south, north, west, up and down, left and right, twelve black shadows formed a ring of siege without dead ends, and from all directions each with a deadly black sickle pounced on Zhou Yuanshan!

"Damn! He's playing yin!"

"Wow..."

"Seven-Star Sword Formation!"

"Huh!"

“......”