Burst!

The sword stabbed into his body, piercing a bloody hole and splashing a fountain of blood.

Both of them frowned, snorted, and each withdrew several steps away to regain the distance.

Han Cheng couldn't feel the pain of the two of them piercing the sword into each other's bodies in this battle, but he could also be in the same body, when he used a knife to cut the skin, although it was different from the sword stab, the pain of the flesh cracking must be the same, but in this battle, in addition to strength and ability, willpower also determines life and death.

"Hooligans are afraid of ruthless people, ruthless people are afraid of not wanting to die, if it is between the two and the middle, it depends on who does not want to die, who can occupy the momentum. Han Cheng tasted the taste of the food that this battle showed him.

However, he also compared the speed and moves of these two people's swords with Chao Qi, obviously Chao Qi's strength still has to be accounted for, it is estimated that Chao Qi should be the third layer of internal strength, maybe to the peak of the third layer of internal strength, just wait for time to break through to the true qi realm.

However, Chao Qi is still much worse than Qing Feng, the aura in Qing Feng's hand can make a sword silently, and he can cut out more than ten steps away, and the quality of the sword in Chao Qi's hand is also good, but it is not a spirit sword, since it is not a spirit sword, it is naturally impossible to use true qi to urge luck.

After thinking about it, Zhu Guanggao and the man did not fight again, the two of them actually attacked the enemy in the same way, and as a result, Tan Jian could not escape the opponent of the second layer of internal strength, and Lu Yunhou was cut in half with a sword, and only the two of them were left in the field.

"Why don't we make a truce? If we take the belongings of the people around us, we can also make a small windfall, if we continue to fight like this, we are afraid that we will end up together. The man said.

Don't you fight? No, wouldn't you be able to make a windfall? Oh, there are ghosts. Han Cheng stared at the man carefully, and found that the man quietly touched his hand into his back, and he had already put his hand on his back when he stopped just now, so Zhu Guanggao couldn't see the hand hidden behind this person's back at all, but Han Cheng was now in the background, but he saw all the movements of the two people below.

Han Cheng didn't know that among the clouds above him, there was also a pair of eyes that were indifferently watching here, but these eyes were more full of playful and boring appreciation, as if they were just watching a cricket fight, but his attention fell on the young boy who could recognize the underage at a glance lying on the stone.

"Do you want to be a yellow finch?"

The weak voice was only blown away by the wind in mid-air, and no one below noticed it, even Han Cheng, who was hiding on the big rock, didn't know that there was a pair of eyes above his head.

When Zhu Guanggao thought for a while, he was about to agree, but just as he spoke, a red light suddenly exploded from the man's hand, and there was a pungent smell in the crimson of this red light, although the light was not blazing, but when it fell on Zhu Guanggao, who was not guarded against, it attracted a burst of abuse mixed with a few angry screams.

Han Cheng saw a few clouds of green smoke coming out of Zhu Guanggao's body, as if it was like a red-hot iron shallow feeling on his body, and the smell of burnt meat in this green wind was even more unpleasant.

The man took advantage of Zhu Guanggao's panic, and immediately swung his sword to assassinate, and after a mouthful of "crossing the river" collided between his lips, the cyan flying sword in his hand immediately pierced a straight trajectory, as if it was like two points, one point was on the other side of the river, and the other point was on the other side of the river, and the point on the other side of the river was Zhu Guanggao.

Where can Zhu Guanggao take care of the pain that came from several places on his body, if he doesn't fight back now, he won't even feel the pain after a while, he knows that it is dangerous at this moment, and between his hands, a sword is slashed, and he bluntly said, "Lao Tzu fought with you." As he spoke, his movements were unleashed, and a sword danced into a sword shadow, sweeping half a foot in front of him.

The man saw that this sword move was sharp and vigorous, and knew that Zhu Guanggao had moved his real strength, and he was fighting for his last breath, but he didn't fight with it, and the sword was about to seriously injure Zhu Guanggao, but before he arrived, he gently swung the willow movement, and the trajectory of the sword changed slightly at this time, and it rubbed against Zhu Guanggao's body.

The blade of the sword quickly tore through the clothes, and even more teared the skin under the clothes, rubbing out red marks, and after a quick stroke, the man used his strength to wipe the ground, and the person jumped out four steps away like a spirit monkey.

Zhu Guanggao's sword swung gravity, but it hit the air. In a fit of rage, his reason was burned to the surface of his anger, and he immediately drew his sword and chased after the man, bound to kill him. But in this way, although Zhu Guanggao's sword moves are full of strength, every time he slashes out, he is full of fierce strength, but the flexibility of the moves has become muna, and he attacked three moves in a row, but he did not hit the person with one sword, but was taken advantage of by the other party to cut two swords, a sword on his back and a sword on his chest, and soon his whole clothes were stained red with blood.

That person is not stupid, he just doesn't fight hard with Zhu Guanggao, just like a cat that plays with a dead mouse, constantly bouncing around the mouse, but he refuses to directly stab the mouse to death with a sword.

After five swords, Zhu Guanggao's body was tired, and his internal strength was almost consumed, he stumbled and almost fell to the ground, but the cold sword quickly seized this opportunity, and directly slashed at his left shoulder, accompanied by a scream, Zhu Guanggao's left hand was cut by a sword, and he fell to the ground and howled.

The man smiled again and again, rolled his eyes, and waited for two or three breaths before he raised his sword and slashed directly at Zhu Guanggao on the ground!

But.

Zhu Guanggao's angry voice suddenly paused, accompanied by his angry roar: "Lao Tzu will stab you even if he dies." Zhu Guanggao actually shook up the internal strength of his whole body, and his body bounced up at that moment, and at the same time he pulled out a sword, regardless of the fact that the sword that stabbed him hit the vital point, that is, the last angry sword was sent into the left chamber of the man.

The man was in pain, but when he saw that the sword in his hand pierced into Zhu Guanggao's eyes, he was relieved, although the left chamber was painful, it was a big deal to go back and recuperate for a while, and today he killed the other party, and it was accompanied by the benefits from the same door, and the injury was worth it.

Suddenly, this person subconsciously turned around, his palms were strong, and the strength of his whole body was slapped behind him.

There was a thud, and the two objects slammed together.

It's not two objects, it's two palms, and this palm is stealing the killer while the person is not paying attention, but that hand has been practicing for more than ten years, and although the speed of this palm attack is fast, his reaction speed is not slow.

It's just that although the strength of this palm is weak, and the opponent's strength is not strong, but at this moment, he is about to exhaust his true yuan and fight with the opponent's full strength, and he is also injured a lot. He jumped back more than a dozen steps, leaned against the stone before stabilizing his body, looked at it, and saw a swarthy young man standing in front of him and smiling at himself, although the blood hanging from the corner of his mouth showed that the palm just now also hurt the other party, but the greedy smile that was not disguised at all was like an immature tiger looking at an old chicken, and what was even more hateful was that the other party also licked his lips, but his old chicken was still seriously injured, even if he fought just now, but it was already a waste of internal strength.

"Little miscellaneous pieces, you dare to sneak attack the uncle, believe it or not, the uncle killed your whole family. The furious expression that barely supported him was used to hide his weakness, but because of the pain in his body, he spit out a mouthful of blood again, revealing his weak state at the moment, it's really damned, the other party is just a teenager, but it's just a layer of internal strength, he is now in his thirties, and his internal strength is the second layer, if it is at its peak, a sword can cut this little piece into slag, but at this moment, it is difficult for him to fight back.

"My whole family is dead, it doesn't matter if you kill it or not. ”

Seeing that this young man was not afraid to retreat, but forced over step by step, looking at the cautious look, it was like an immature tiger using immature methods to catch an injured old chicken, in fact, that immature appearance was even more wary of his life-saving means, but his means just now had already been used to deal with Zhu Guanggao, what other secret means would there be, I could only see this little miscellaneous coming, burning the fighting spirit in my heart with unwilling anger, I just wanted to use the most residual strength in my life to extinguish this small miscellaneous and die in the hands of a teenage child, this is definitely the saddest life。

Not good!

The hand that had just reached out was dodged by the fact that this little crumb suddenly showed two strange steps, like a loach slipping out of the palm of its hand. Then, in his thief's smile, there was a fist that rushed with internal strength, and this fist was very vicious, where not to beat, but to cover his sword wound with a punch.

Feeling the speed of the fist rushing and the air flow rubbing, the moment he dodged the opponent's move, he looked at the unconcealable horror in the opponent's eyes, as if all of them had achieved the unremitting efforts of more than a year, so when he sent the fist, his whole body was full of energy. The fist suddenly burst out, carrying the strength of the whole body, as if it was also carrying all the oppression and suffocation in the past five years.