Martial Peak

Purple Mo stared at the side and couldn't help but grin.

The two people clearly agreed that they would kill each other earlier, and they would be smashed and smashed. They were also killed and beaten. They were eager to fight, and they did not show mercy. At this last moment, they actually explained each other and reminded each other.

Man... It’s a strange animal.

As a woman, and a woman with deep heart, Zi Mo will know that men are sometimes more proud than women. At certain times, even if they die, they will not discard their pride!

The arrogance of Wu Chengyi made him confident that this attack could solve Yang Kai, so he was not worried about the impact of the leak on the battle.

Yang Kai’s arrogance made him reluctant to take advantage of Wu’s advantage, so he responded with a reminder.

This is a man's battle!

Woman... don't understand.

In the more than two thousand swords and wraps, Wu Chengyi suddenly moved.

At this moment, his look became very strange. There is a piety in the dignity, as if he is going to display not the sword, but the bloom of life.

The long sword turns, and a stream of light shines on the tip of the sword.

The swords that cover the sky are humming at the same time, and the sound of screaming is endless, and the sharp sword is straightforward.

More than two thousand swords, suddenly disappeared in half, leaving only a thousand more, and then disappeared half, leaving more than 500...

Three hundred swords... two hundred... a hundred... ninety...

A sigh of sighs emanates from the mouth of Wu Chengyi, full of a kind of pity and powerlessness.

After sighing, Wu Chengyi’s face suddenly became flushed and became arrogant.

The long sword trembled, and more than 90 swords slammed into the sky!

Wan Jian is one!

The secret of the Jiuxingjian faction has always been enough to make a contribution to Zongmen. Only one of the young people of Wu Chengyi’s generation has learned it, which shows the high hopes of his ancestral elders. .

If this sword skill is practiced to the realm of Dacheng, Wan Jian will be one, that is enough to break the world. A sword that makes the mountain river discolored, but Wu Chengyi is not strong enough now, but he has exhausted more than two thousand swords, and finally only converged into ninety swordsmanship.

Even so, such a move is powerful.

The beauty of Zi Mo is shaking, even after a distance of nearly two hundred feet, she can clearly feel the sword of the bones. The surrounding air seems to have become a sharp edge. Cutting her skin, the pain of biting by mosquito ants spread throughout the body.

This sword... has exceeded the range she can bear and understand.

If Wu Chengyi used this sword to deal with her, she might have already broken her bones.

Looking at Yang in horror. She does not know whether Yang Kai’s strength can be taken over.

Over there, Yang Kai’s figure has been completely wrapped in black air, and he can’t see the truth. In the darkness, only two scarlet eyeballs exude light, and the eyes are full of madness and calmness.

The combination of contradictions is weird.

In the face of more than 90 swords, Yang Kai did not dodge, clenched the Shura sword in his hand, and tried to go forward with all his strength. The evil spirits that had just been swallowed by Shurajian were bursting.

A disturbing wave of volatility broke out, centered on the position of Yang Kai. The earth seemed to be picked up, and a fly of sand took a stone.

However, Shurojian pointed out that there is no sword, no swordsman, nothing.

The degree of difference in this sword is also beyond the imagination of Zi Mo.

After taking out the sword, Yang Kai straightened up. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, raising his hand and holding the red sword on his shoulder.

That smile is full of confidence.

Wu’s pupils contracted rapidly, and although he did not see any attacks, there was a strong incitement in his heart. It seems to be the call of death.

In the blink of an eye, more than 90 swords of Wu Chengyi flew to the front of Yang Kai. But in the air, suddenly a hole in the size of the bowl and black lacquer was flashed.

This scene looks eccentric, as if someone accidentally spilled a drop of ink and dripped it on a picture.

The black lacquered pothole suddenly spread around as soon as it appeared. It seemed to have the power to devour everything. The black light passed everywhere, and the purple stranger was dark and could not see anything.

In the darkness, the sound of snoring came, and it seemed that someone was hit by the sword.

Zi Mo’s heart trembled, because she heard that the source of the sound was the place where Yang Kai stood. Before she even exclaimed, Wu’s side was snoring.

Heaven and earth once again return to calm.

For a moment, Kung Fu only noticed that there was light, and everything in front of him gradually appeared.

Looking at it, the world is clear, the sunset has ended, the evening glows in the sky, and the earth is dyed into a **** color.

There was a fierce heartbeat in the chest, and Zi Mo looked nervously at Yang. I saw that he was still standing, and the clothes on his upper body had all been crushed, revealing a sturdy figure.

It was not strong, but at a glance, it was full of explosive power. There were a few more reds, both before and after, a breathing effort, and blood came out from there.

This is a wound that is penetrated by the sword.

Lost? Zi Mo couldn't help but hold his mouth, and the beauty was unbelievable. So a man who is so powerful against the sky, actually lost?

Look at Wu Chengyi, he also stood in the original position, as if he had never touched his body, his body was straight, like a javelin, his eyes were full of embarrassment and unruly.

His long sword was kneeling in front of him, and the breeze passed, blowing his robes.

A drop of red rose spread across his chest and gradually expanded.

His mouth was pumping, it was very hard, he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, his expression gradually stiffened on his face.

The innocence and embarrassment in his eyes faded and became empty and empty.

Nothing is alive!

Purple strange exclaimed, the look is extremely complicated.

Is it an end to the end?

"Cough..." Suddenly, there was a light cough on the side of Yang Kai. The purple singer was a stunned spirit. He turned his head and looked over there. He was seeing Yang Kai’s sword, and his body was swaying and crumbling.

"Beauty..." Yang opened his head and looked at her with a hard smile. "Can you help me?"

This stinky boy really didn't die! The purple tooth is biting, the eye wave is flowing, hesitating. Waist up to the waist.

More than a hundred feet away, Zi Mo took more than twenty interest.

Looking at Yang Kai in a complicated way, Zi Mo’s mood is ups and downs.

If you kill him here now...

After that day, you don't have to worry about the brand in your mind.

But when I wanted to be in that different place, the man in front of himself was in his own head, screaming at the two brothers of the Xiu Mingming division, and still saved his life under the siege of the beast, and Zi Mo could not get his hand, and. This time if not for him. I am sure that I can’t escape the claws of Wu’s instrument.

After that, he has saved himself twice.

Oh, a headache...

"Give me the things on the ground!" Yang Kai gasped.

Purple Mo was interrupted by thoughts. Looking down, I saw a small cloth bag on the ground, bent over and picked up. Handed to Yang Kai, curiously said: "What is this?"

"Nothing, a little secret treasure." Yang Kai chuckled, stuffed the Qiankun bag into his trouser pocket, and then pulled the purple stranger unceremoniously, putting an arm on her shoulder, the whole person There is more than half the weight on her.

"Go to Wu Yiyi over there!" Yang Kai said.

Zi Mo glanced at him, but still obediently glared at him as he walked toward Wu.

When he came to Wu Chengyi, Yang Kai reached out and explored his arms. Finally, let him find a small bottle with a small half bottle of liquid.

"Ha ha!" Yang Kai Da Le, his guess is really not wrong, Wu Chengyi also has sputum sputum, and more than Qi Jianxing.

"What is this again?" Zi Mo looked at him with an eye, although he knew that this was definitely a good thing, but it was not good to pull down his face to ask for it.

"I will tell you later!" Yang opened his mouth and smiled. "Look for a place, I will heal first!"

......

In the wilderness, in a pothole on the **** of the soil, Yang Kai was naked and sat on the ground.

A battle with Wu Chengyi. The injury is not heavy, physical trauma. It is not the sword of Wu’s sword.

But the sword!

The sword of Wan Jian, who was exhibited by Wu Xingyi, penetrated into the body of Yang Kai!

He is holding the Shura sword in his hands at the moment, and he is feeling this sword.

After getting the treasure of the town of Shuramen, Yang Kai used it once, which was used during the battle with Baiyun in the Lingxiao Pavilion.

At that time, he had just refining the Shura Sword into the body, and it was too late to be familiar with it, so his cognition of it only stayed on the secret of the heavenly order.

Over the past year, Xiu Luojian has been raised in the temperature of his dantian, and he is in harmony with himself.

Until now, it has finally become one.

This time, Yang Kai discovered that Xiu Luojian is not just a secret of the sky, it has a special role.

That is to seize the enemy sword skills, for their own use!

Only for the role of sword skills!

With the last attack of Wu Chengyi, Xiu Luojian used a lot of evil energy in Yang Kaijin's body to form a black hole. This black hole swallowed the lethality of Wu Chengyi's swordsmanship, leaving only the sword to attack.

Therefore, Yang Kai did not evade, only to bear the flesh.

But even the sword, it also penetrated Yang Kai's body, making him look very hurt.

Sword meaning is the spirit of a sword skill, just like a person's god. There is no sword in the sword, but it is only in its own shape, and it will never exert much power.

At this moment, Yang Kai was feeling the sword of this move, and spoke from the mystery of the return of Wan Jian.

Once successful, he has a sword that can be used. Moreover, the grade of this sword skill is not low.

The secret of the Jiuxing Swords is not the secret of the sword.

This role of Shura Sword is very strange, no wonder it will become the secret of the town of Shuramen. However, winning swordsmanship is also a dangerous activity. If you don't pay attention to it, you will not be able to win it. You will be hit hard.

Yang Kai is not in a hurry, slowly and insightful, and his mind constantly replays the movements and real-world fluctuations of Wu Chengyi's display of Wan Jian's return to the sword, and there is also a wonderful rendition in the Shura sword. .

Zi Mo stood in the hole, bored, and looked at Yang Kai with a complex look.

While playing with her hair, she licked her lips and thought about whether she would attack Yang Kai and kill this abominable stinky boy, but she thought about it, and she could not make up her mind after a long time.

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