Chapter 338
His hand holding the knife was completely motionless, but the opponent's knife bounced high, and then backed a few steps back.
Ishii retired just over ten feet away, still squeezing the ground with the hilt, and barely stopped, but both of the tiger's mouths were cracked, and the backs of his hands were covered with blood.
His complexion became extremely ugly. In any case, he did not expect the other party to be so powerful. This time it was really troublesome.
Ishii Masaru took a deep breath, and just wanted to pounce on it again, but found that the Pudao had been completely broken into pieces, and only the stick in his hand was left.
Song Tao casually said: "Although your skills are not good, but you can barely make it, you are qualified to die by my sword."
Ishii Masaru's face became extremely ugly. Throwing the stick aside, he pulled out a pair of small katana from his waist, clenched his teeth tightly together, and launched a dying blow.
Song Tao waved the Azure Dragon Blade at will, splitting the opponent into two pieces, and then thrusting the knife into the ground. He jumped up in the air, his toes point on the handle of the knife, and he stood against the wind.
He said casually and calmly: "If your skills are not as good as this rubbish, don't go out and die."
Yamamoto's face became extremely ugly, and the people who brought him this time Inside, Masaru Ishii is definitely one of the very best existence, but didn't expect was killed by the opponent three times, and he died so easily.
Song Tao uses his toes slightly to push the Azure Dragon Blade into the ground. This is his usual habit. As a saber, he only uses it once, then discards it like a shoe, and will never reuse it.
Song Tao's strong performance has brought the morale of the Barbarian Race and the Baqi team to the bottom. These people no longer doubt the question of winning, but are wondering how to escape to heaven.
Linghu Zhumeng looked indifferent, but in fact he was extremely horrified. He did not expect that Song Tao was so capable, this time it was really troublesome.
Although he felt very scratching his head, he still brace oneself walked out and shook the jug at will, looking rather indifferent.
Linghu Zhumeng said drunkly: "There have been many powerhouses before, so I will have an icing on the cake. Which expert with a sword, come out and let me learn about it."
Kronley is the tallest Sword Art among the Barbarian Race. After hearing this, he rushed out without saying a word and showed a cross long sword.
Linghu Zhuimeng saw the gesture of holding the sword, and the corner of his mouth showed a trace of disdain. This person held the sword in both hands and held it tightly, indicating that Sword Art could almost be regarded as having no changes in terms of changes.
He patted the Universe Bag casually, with a broken iron sword in his hand, which looked rusty, as if it could be broken at any time.
Luke Langley yelled: "You damn drunk, take out such a broken sword, obviously you just look down on me, let you know how good I am today, first cut your broken sword Break, and then take your dog’s life."
Linghu said with a smile, "Don’t be whimsical. You can touch my sword based on your level, even if you have the ability."
Luke Langley roared angrily, stepped forward quickly, and at the same time waved the cross long sword, like a machete, fiercely cut down.
Barbarian Race cultivation technique has always paid no attention to change. It is entirely based on strength. When fighting against people, it is an attack like howling wind and torrential rain, just like Chaos Cloak Swordsmanship.
Linghu walked on a drunk step, swaying his body constantly, seeming to be able to fall down at any time, but the difference is always the slightest, making the other party useless.
Luke Lang yelled angrily, waving the cross long sword constantly, but it was always a little worse, and soon he was tired and sweated.
Linghu dreamed of eyes shined, and suddenly fell to the front. When his body was about to touch the ground, he suddenly stopped, looking very strange.
Luke Langley didn’t expect this kind of change. The cross long sword slashed a hole, and at the same time he was thrown into his arms by the opponent, and his heart ached, and his heart was stabbed by the broken iron sword. wore.
Linghu pulled out the sword dreamily, and the rust on it was a little bit less, showing a hint of luster, which made people feel a little strange.
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Chapter 364 is a big victory
Hitstein’s lungs are going to explode. I thought it was fishing with a net. I didn't expect it was a complete defeat now, not even a victory.
Yamamoto's eyes turned, and he yelled in a condescending manner: "Your skills are really extraordinary, but it's nothing great. Master Xing Young is the leader of this time, and only letting other people take action is a bit unreasonable. Okay.
It’s better than let’s be a little bit more so that the leaders will act with each other so as not to make unnecessary sacrifices. Young Master has this courage."
Xing Xudong casually said "You woman is really cunning, but this is nothing great, I will play with you."
Bisendana jumped down from above, gritted her teeth and said, "I am Young Master. The maid, she played the First Stage for Young Master."
Ji Mengyi glanced back, and Lian Lixin also flew out, fluttering like Fairy.
Lian Li said coldly: "I am Young Master's concubine, and I have a higher status than you. You were not qualified to fight with me, but a humble person like you is even more impossible. Let the wife take action, I can only reluctantly, take you to the west."
She was quite arrogant, but it is reasonable to say that the concubine's room and the maid have a higher status than the maid. Quite a lot, the two sides are not on the same level.
Bisendana was particularly annoyed in her heart, holding a pair of fists in her hands, and rushed up without saying a word. Although she was a woman, she made a very heavy hand and punched fiercely towards the other party.
As Xing Xudong's concubine room, Lian Lixin also takes special care of her. She has practiced a set of Sword Art. Now it is launched, it is also extraordinary formidable power.
Zhu Qiwen looked aside for a while and said: "Lian Lixin was born in Jingxiangzhai, with a solid foundation. The set of Sword Art used today is like a needle hidden in cotton, which is indeed just right."
p>Xing Xudong smiled faintly and said: "Lixin’s cultivation is Hengshan Sword Art, which is also one of Buddhist Sword Art. The focus is on static braking and late shots.
The opposite one. The fiercer a woman’s offensive, the stronger the counterattack she received, and as the attacker, the consumption was also greater, and ultimately she couldn’t stand it."
Sure enough, she fought like Xing Xudong said. During the time of a cup of hot tea, Bisendna's physical strength became insufficient, and her attack frequency decreased. In the process of connecting fists and feet, she unconsciously revealed a weak spot.
Lian Lixin seized this opportunity and immediately launched a counterattack, definitely inserting needles, after a few consecutive swords, a sword pierced the opponent's throat.
She didn't have a trace of expression on her face, as if she had done an insignificant trivial thing, she put away the long sword, and silently retired to Ji Mengyi's side.
Yamamoto Kuhui sighed secretly, knowing that he must have been planted this time. One of the other's concubine, who has such a skill and manner, how to fight next.