death train

The metal umbrella of narong Zhishi is very special. It doesn't just rely on the hardness of the metal umbrella to resist the attack, but can transform the strength of the attack, and then can easily take the attack.

However, at present, Nanrong Zhishi's expression is a little ferocious.

Because the power of the rain sword can't be changed at all!

Nanrong Zhishi is very clear that the reason is not that his metal umbrella has failed, but that the surrounding rain is pouring strength into the rain sword.

No matter how powerful the metal umbrella is, it can continuously dissolve the power generated by the attack, but it has a certain limit, and it can't go on endlessly.

"The damned rain!"

Nanrong Zhishi scolds, her body is gradually pushed back, dragging two mud marks on the ground. Nanrong Zhishi is very clear that the metal umbrella in his hand is almost unable to support.

What makes Nanrong Zhishi's face even worse is that it's just a stroke of Ye cha.

Under the cover of this piece of wind and rain, the leaf Cha is strong simply not to speak!

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Want to reach here, South Rong Zhi Shi suddenly low drink a.

Hum!

The clear sound of the sword suddenly sounded, and then accompanied by the roar of Nanrong Zhishi, a purple light suddenly flew out of the metal sword case and the left sword frame.

It's too late!

The sound of the surging current was very harsh, and then the purple light penetrated the rain sword and broke it.

Nanrong Zhishi reaches out his hand and pinches the purple light in his hand.

Nanrong Zhishi's fifth sword!

It's a broad sword, or a big sword!

The width of the sword body is about three arms side by side, and the length of the hilt is about one meter three, which is not long. The sword body is pure silver, with a large lightning stroke pattern, covering the whole sword body.

This is the fifth sword of narong Zhishi - Jinglei!

Nanrong Zhishi holds an umbrella in his left hand to block the falling rain in the sky, holds the thunder in his right hand and points to the leaf brake.

"Don't think too much of yourself!" The leaf Cha disdains a way: "since you want to play, that I accompany you to play seriously!"

Ye Cha's heart read a move, the rain in the sky condensed rain sword again.

It's not two handles, it's a big one!

Those rain swords constantly appear in the air, hanging on the top of Ye Cha's head, dense, dozens, hundreds, hundreds, are constantly increasing.

The next moment, ye Cha suddenly jumped forward.

Under the fatal state, ye Cha ran forward again, leaping directly across the stream, and rushed to Nanrong Zhishi on the other side.

When ye Cha moved, the rain sword in the sky also moved naturally. Following Ye Cha, he fell madly toward Nan Rong Zhishi.

Nanrong Zhishi sent the metal umbrella forward. With the rain sword falling, he stabbed the metal umbrella and made a "bang, bang" sound.

After resisting more than ten rain swords in a row, Nanrong Zhishi obviously didn't want to be beaten passively. He fiercely moved the umbrella to the side and chopped the thunder sword forward.

It's too late!

The harsh sound of electric current appeared again, a purple electric current suddenly appeared, swept out toward the sky, like a whip, swept across the sky, smashed the rain sword.

But at this moment, ye Cha crossed the stream and jumped up. After raising his right hand, the black liquid squirmed and turned into a heavy hammer, and fell towards Nanrong Zhishi.

Bang!

The black hammer hit the metal umbrella of narong Zhishi, just like hitting cotton. It was huge, but it was weak.

However, ye Cha didn't want to end the battle with this blow.

The black heavy hammer suddenly melted and turned into a pool of black liquid. It was extremely viscous and with strong viscosity, firmly adhered to the metal umbrella surface.

Nanrong Zhishi soon found out this, frowned and threw the umbrella face, trying to throw out the black mucus. Unfortunately, it didn't work.

"Afterimage!"

Nanrong Zhishi drinks lightly, and the remnant shadow sword suddenly comes and falls into Nanrong Zhishi's palm.

Nanrong Zhishi didn't hesitate to cut down the black liquid with his sword. However, the black liquid was incredibly tough. The shadow sword could not cut the black liquid apart from lengthening it.

At this time, the black liquid quickly contracted and pulled the leaf brake.

Bang!

Ye Cha's feet fiercely stepped on the surface of the metal umbrella and grinned at Nanrong Zhishi: "girl, I got you!"

Nanrong Zhishi sword sweeps towards Ye Cha, but at this moment, ye Cha jumps up and tugs hard, and the metal umbrella is dragged by the black liquid.

Then ye Cha waved, and the metal umbrella fell into the distance.Ye Cha tilted his head and looked at Nanrong Zhishi and said, "I'm sorry, your umbrella is gone."

It doesn't need Ye Cha to start. When the metal umbrella is thrown away by Ye Cha, the rain sword hanging in the sky starts to fall madly again and comes to Nanrong Zhishi.

It's too late!

Nanrong Zhishi constantly waves the shadow sword to break the rain sword around him. At the same time, with a wave of his left hand, the thunder sword releases purple thunder again and sweeps across the air to break the rain sword.

But

Nanrong Zhishi's sword is very fast. The purple thunder released by the thunder sword is also very powerful. It can shatter dozens of rain swords with one blow, but it's still useless.

Poof, poof!

There were two dull sounds on Nanrong Zhishi's body, and then there were two blood splashes on his body.

A rain sword cut Nanrong Zhishi's arm, a rain sword cut Nanrong Zhishi's leg.

Even if Nanrong Zhishi can break more rain swords, there are still too many rain swords to defend. If he is not careful, he will be hit by rain swords.

What's more, for ye Cha, to make those rain swords, you just need to move your mind.

As long as the wind and rain does not stop, the leaf brake will be powerful and frightening.

Holding his head high, ye Cha looked at Nanrong Zhishi, who was half kneeling on the ground. The black liquid on his face faded and said contemptuously, "where's your sword? Aren't there two swords left? Take them all out! "

Nanrong Zhishi takes a deep breath and reaches out to the side.

The metal sword box immediately vibrated, and then a long black sword flew out of the sword frame and fell into the hands of Nanrong Zhishi.

The sixth sword!

The whole body of the sword is as black as ink, but it is made of black jade. After being held by Nanrong Zhishi, the green light in the body of the sword flickers faintly, which is very introverted. When it lights up, the body of the sword becomes transparent.

Nanrong Zhishi raised his sword and said, "just as you wish, let me show you my sixth sword!"