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Some of them had crossed swords directly with Gen Yoshimitsu, but that person was directly hacked to death by Gen Yoshimitsu. Gen Yoshimitsu, who turned into a demon, had great power, plus the exaggerated large samurai sword, and cut it down with a single knife. The strength of's is unimaginable, even if it is the wrist of the strengthening conjurer, it is difficult to withstand such a huge force, not to mention the ordinary weapons, it is easy to be cut and broken.

But that woman used a short knife to hold Yuan Laiguang's knife!

Yuan Laiguang stared at the two people in front of him with golden eyes, with a hint of joking at the corners of his mouth. He raised the famous knife that was once one of the five swords in the world but now turned into a demon sword with one hand, and slammed it down at Wang Siyan. !

Wang Siyan moved forward quickly without trying to escape. Zhou Ming behind her took off the big sword behind her, propped up the hilt, the tip of the sword touched the ground, and the demon sword was slanted to block the falling. With a loud noise, the two swords collided. !

The flames entangled the boy An Tsunaki like a swimming snake. The blade of the demon sword rubbed against the blade of the big sword, sliding down obliquely, and plunged heavily into the ground. The hot sword aura scattered and agitated, and the ground cracked deep.

Everyone watched this scene with trepidation. Between the electric light and flint, Wang Siyan used a short knife to slash Yuan Laiguang’s bare abdomen. She felt the exaggerated toughness from the palm of her palm. The sharp cursing knife in her hand only left a shallow light on the opponent’s abdomen. Shallow scars!

The short knife in her hand broke!

The heavy blow just now has caused serious cracks in the blade of the curse knife, and now it is used by her like this, naturally, it breaks easily.

"My grass!"

Wang Siyan cursed secretly, and a number popped up in his heart, which was the price of the knife after the points were converted.

Yuan Laiguang slammed Wang Siyan with his knees. After using the power of his waist and hips, his huge body became as heavy as a mountain with a strong lean.

Wang Siyan seemed to be hit by a moving rocky mountain, and he flew back lightly.

The incomparable huge power was slowly dissipated under the action of the speed magic. Yuan Laiguang didn't even look at Wang Siyan. He swiped the demon knife and waved it, and the turbulent fire light rolled towards the flying away Wang Siyan.

Zhou Ming glanced diagonally and stretched out his hand in the direction where Wang Siyan flew out.

The open five fingers slowly clasped, and an ice wall quickly rose up, blocking the fire fan that was wrapped in Wang Siyan.

Ice and fire collide!

The surging water vapor diffused.

Wang Siyan landed lightly, slightly speechless.

"Damn it!" she cursed.

She was scrapped.

She was useless again in this battle.

Yuan Laiguang's curse power level suppressed her, and the speed magic is a functional type of curse. Without a good weapon, it is not lethal to the weird.

And the stillness she was proud of was useless in front of the demon sword that could set fire.

The only blood memory that can be used as a nail clipper has just been broken, which means that she has no qualifications to participate in the war.

Wang Siyan gritted his teeth and looked at Yuan Laiguang, then looked at Zhou Ming worriedly.

Can Zhou Ming handle it alone?

His spells obviously had no effect on Yuan Laiguang. His ice was warmed by the opponent's fire, and it turned into water vapor without any attack power.

Yuan Laiguang's attention was attracted by Zhou Ming, and he lifted it down again.

Zhou Ming also picked up the big sword, the hilt of the big sword, the delicate mechanism turned, and the long sword came out of its sheath!

Zhou Ming's hands crossed his hands, and the big sword was slanted on the ground. The long sword and the big sword crossed each other, and the huge monster sword collided with the hunter's weapon, making a deafening noise.

He gritted his teeth, his left and right arms that were under tremendous pressure trembling slightly... but he finally managed to take the blow.

Yuan Laiguang drew the knife back, straddling his right leg, and slashing diagonally.

Zhou Ming's two swords took advantage of the momentum and slashed towards Yuan Laiguang's neck in a left and right fan shape!

Yuan Laiguang escaped easily, and Zhou Ming's double swords changed their positions in the air. He twisted and twisted his waist, leaving two wounds, one wide and one narrow, one deep and one shallow, on Yuan Laiguang’s abdomen as quickly as she fell off. .

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Yuan Laiguang roared in pain and anger, and the blood spurting out splashed Zhou Ming all over.

"Very good, there is room for fighting." Zhou Ming said with a hoarse voice.

Although the hunter's weapon can't be 100% effective, it is obviously much higher in quality than Wang Siyan's, and the effect of violent blood is still in effect, and it seems that the effect is not bad.

And don't know why, he feels that Gen Laiguang's swordsmanship does not seem to be that strong.

Frankly speaking, he even feels that the current Yuan Laiguang is not as oppressive as he saw in the courtyard that day. Yuan Laiguang, who was dueling in the courtyard at that time, exudes sharp killing intent, and his body is not. Moving like a mountain, but it can make people feel a kind of lightning-like swiftness.

It seems that as long as you are a little slack, he will penetrate your body like a bolt of lightning.

And now, standing in front of Zhou Ming with this long forehead, his eyes were as bright as molten gold, and the infinite source of power, Lai Guang, was completely absent of the lightning-like swiftness and deadly, and instead looked like an empty beast with brute force.

In the face of beasts, if you have no skills, the odds of winning are certainly zero.

But if you have the wisdom and skill, then the brute force of the beast is useless in front of you.

Seeing that Zhou Ming had caused effective damage to Yuan Laiguang, the surrounding conjurers exclaimed.

"What kind of weapon is that in his hand!"

"Isn't he an ice conjurer? Why is his strength so great? Is the body already alienated and close to weird?"

"What should we do? Do you want to go up and help?"

"Silly, you! When will you wait now if you don't run? I think I'm just a silly fork, I will stay here just now!"

These conjurers did not hesitate at all, and turned around and ran up the mountain.

A woman looked at the people who were running away, and then at Zhou Ming who was facing Yuan Laiguang. She gritted her teeth and decided to run away.

"Kusaku! Let's go, too." Yamashita Yukino said to the teleporting conjurer.

Yanagawa Hisakusaku glanced at Yukino and said, "No! They saved us, how can we just leave them and escape like this!"

"We can't help!" Yukino said in fear.

Yanagawa Hisakusaku glanced at the other person: "I want to stay... I can't just leave."

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On the mountain, several Detective Conjurers were using spells to observe the entire battle.

They are a professional heritage exploration team ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and belong to the kind of evil group that has no position, no morality, and no conscience.

"Two people dressed like the West in the Middle Ages, a man and a woman, the man is a bit like a cowboy, but with a knife; the woman is a bit like a noble lady, that dress is obviously not suitable for fighting, and should be some kind of relic."

"What do you think of their strength?" the leader asked.

"If we work together, we have a great chance of winning."

"Very well, get ready, I hope they can win." The leader let out a few malicious sneers.

In the face of weirdness, humans cannot win by numbers, but facing humans is different.

If you want to kill a weird, you must have a stronger spell power level than the opponent, but if you want to kill a human, it's much easier.

Therefore, there is always such a group of people in the ruins. They do not take the weirdness as the target to obtain the relics, but take the other explorers who collect the relics as their prey.

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