death train

"Hao Long Yan Po!"

As soon as ye Cha raised his hand, the broken fire of Long Xi quickly gathered together and formed a fire dragon in front of Ye cha. He ran into Nan Rong Zhi Shi.

Haolong yanpo is not so easy to split, Nanrong Zhishi can only quickly retreat, and then a fierce shake.

The red Ling Luo ran forward again and directly met the galloping fire dragon.

At the moment of meeting, the red Ling Luo suddenly stretched straight.

Sharp as a knife!

The straight red Ayatollah cut the fire dragon directly, and the dragon of yecha burst in front of that Ayatollah, which was vulnerable.

Leaf Cha is also not from of slant next head.

There are many weapons in narong Zhishi's dress. Swords, daggers, concealed weapons, steel wires, and the silk is bright, but it should be the least impressive thing, because anyone who looks at it will think it is the decoration of ancient swords.

But now it seems that this red Ayana is the strongest weapon?

At the same time

Nanrong Zhishi holds up his sword and cuts it down. It's still a fierce blow. The blade of the sword points directly at Ye Cha's neck.

"Shadow."

At the same time of attacking, Nanrong Zhishi also gave a light drink and suddenly launched the effect of the ancient sword.

The ancient sword didn't chop fast, but the front of the sword fell down, and the shadow appeared continuously behind the body of the sword, one after another, for seven times. It looked like a fan.

Ye Cha directly drew out Wang Zhisheng's sword and instinctively swept it out.

But just at the moment when the sword edge crossed, ye Cha suddenly felt a thump in his heart.

Is the first sword remnant shadow?

The two men's weapons didn't collide with each other as they imagined for the first time. Wang Zhisheng's sword directly cut three swords, all of which were residual shadows. When the fourth sword came, Nan Rong Zhishi's wrist shook, and the blade of the sword bypassed Wang Zhisheng's sword and held it on Ye Cha's shoulder.

Poof!

Ye Cha's shoulder blade was cut off a dragon scale by Nan Rong Zhishi's sword with blood.

After a sword, Nanrong Zhishi steps around, and the second sword sweeps quickly.

Ye Cha naturally reserved his mind, but

Jingle!

This time, Wang Zhisheng's sword directly bumped into the ancient sword, making a clear metal sound.

The leaf Cha can't help of a Leng, immediately that red Ling Luo killed to come out again, mercilessly bump at the chest of the leaf cha.

Although it was just a piece of silk, when the leaf brake was hit, it felt like it had been hit by a heavy hammer. It took several steps to stabilize itself.

"Bah!"

Ye Cha opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood towards the side.

Nanrong Zhishi, full fire.

Because, she really wants to kill Ye Cha, from the bottom of her heart, intends to kill the man in front of her.

Nanrong Zhishi didn't give ye Cha time to breathe. He raised his sword to attack again.

"I see."

Ye Cha looked at the ancient sword and whispered softly. He had found out the way. The shadows were not meaningless, but the real sword was hidden in the seven shadows.

Normally speaking, if the speed is fast enough, the remnant shadow can be wielded. However, the first sword must be the real sword, and the second sword must be the remnant shadow. However, the ancient sword is not like this, but an effect.

No one knows except Nanrong. The first shadow is the real sword.

This effect seems to be very general, but it is not, because it will delay the defense, so it is difficult to play an effective defense.

However, since Ye Cha saw through the second sword, he immediately thought of the way to deal with it.

It's a stupid way.

Ye Cha plans to follow all the shadows, so it doesn't matter whether it's a real sword or a shadow.

But at the moment when ye Cha was about to start, he suddenly found that Nanrong Zhishi was just a shot in vain. At the moment when the ancient sword was about to fall, Nanrong Zhishi wiped his left hand under his rib, and three knives appeared in his hand.

The next moment, Nanrong Zhishi raised his hand forward, and three knives flew forward and shot at Ye Cha's face, chest and thigh.

Ye Cha frowned, his heart moved, and he was dancing in front of him. When the three throwing knives came to him, he blew them out.

With a lesson from the past, ye Cha doesn't dare to peep at any weapon on Nan Rong Zhishi.

But

The three knives were blown away, even without any resistance. At the moment when the three knives were blown away, narong Zhishi threw the knife forward.

Those three knives are just bait, and that short knife is killing move!

"Streamer!"

With Nanrong Zhishi's light drink, the dagger flies forward and turns into a silvery white streamer with extremely fast speed.

Ye Cha's reaction was not slow either. Immediately, Wang Zhisheng's sword swept down and chopped on the streamer.

However, there is no real feeling!

The blade brake didn't hit.

Poof!Suddenly, he felt the pain in his abdomen.

The bright red blood penetrated the clothes, some dazzling.

"It's over." Nanrong Zhishi raised his head, and the lower brim no longer covered his face. Nanrong Zhishi looked at Ye Cha and said, "I won."

Poof!

Ye Cha clenched his teeth and pulled the knife out of his body, then threw it aside.

Ye Cha said, "it's just this level. Do you feel like you've won?"

Nanrong Zhishi didn't say much, but the ancient sword was wrapped with a piece of silk, which suddenly ran forward.

The attack and defense of that Ling Luo has always been controlled by narong Zhishi. However, at present, the Ling Luo seems to have come to life. He keeps swimming left and right close to the ground and rushes out towards the yecha.

As soon as ye Cha raised his arm, Wang Zhisheng's sword was cut down.

That Ling Luo didn't retreat, but directly wrapped the blade of Wang Zhisheng's sword.

The leaf Cha can't help of a Leng, he suddenly discovers, this Ling Luo unexpectedly cuts continuously!

That Ling Luo is very resilient and elastic. He stretches against the edge of the sword and rebounds. He not only entangles Wang Zhisheng's sword, but also entangles Ye Cha's wrist.

And then

"Eh!"

Leaf Cha's face suddenly pale a few minutes, then "plop" a, single knee kneels on the ground.

Tick, tick

Blood flow!

The leaf brake stretched out his hand to wipe a in the waist, then looked at the palm, his palm was thoroughly dyed red by the blood.

The blood flowed from the wound of yecha.

Nanrong Zhishi's previous knife did not hurt yecha lightly, but it was far from that. Even now, the blood gushing from the wound was even more than the moment when yecha's body was cut open by the short knife.

You know, the blade brake has intermediate regeneration ability, although it is impossible to make the blade brake's injury recover immediately, but with time, the wound is absolutely impossible to become more and more serious, it will only heal slowly, and then stop bleeding.

Ye Cha couldn't help looking at the ground and the dripping blood.

The blood gathered into a trickle, and then flowed towards the red silk.

That Ling Luo is sucking blood, sucking his own blood!