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Chapter 1320 Spirit Sword Reappears!

This ray of knife light, like a fairy flying out of the sky, won by the wonderful hands.

No one knows when and how it appeared.

I saw the fierce knife, which was about to cut Yang's throat.

"Be careful!"

Yang Xi and Yang Hui burst into shock.

With Yang's eyesight, he naturally also noticed the sudden appearance of the knife light.

But what shocked him was.

When the knife comes to the body, the surrounding space seems to be sealed.

With his current practice, he can't break free.

Not to mention dodge sideways!

Seeing that the blade of the awn is about to split the throat of yang.

Click.

Two fingers were born.

Hold the wisp of thorns and hold it.

Yang Xu's face was gloomy and his fingers pressed slightly:

Snapped!

The knife between the fingers broke directly.

His faint look, not far away, the lazy young man in white:

"People of the Zhuge tribe?"

Zhu Gemu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingers flashed.

Another flying knife condensed and formed-

This flying knife actually came out with his true strength.

The crystal-clear flying knife, like a butterfly carved in white jade, flexed flexibly in his hands.

The murderousness of every trace came out.

It reveals a strange and breathtaking breath.

"Yang people?"

Zhugemu frowned slightly:

"You are Yang Xu?"

No one speaks.

At this time the needle was so quiet that it was audible and silent.

"It's me. Do you want to kill me?"

Yang Xu looked at Zhuge Mu in an instant:

"You better hurry up, otherwise you will have no chance."

People who dare to move themselves.

This kid doesn't want to live.

Especially noticed the flying knife in the boy's hand.

Yang Xu was surprised by the surprise attack.

Although he can take the knife.

But it is obviously impossible for them to be positive.

Brush brush!

Yang Xu waved again and again, layer after layer of golden black **** bell jar, the golden light was brilliant.

Yang Yi and Yang Hui covered them all.

Prevent Zhugemu's attack.

Zhuge Mu sneered:

"It's pretty good for my subordinates."

His voice did not fall.

puff.

The opposite Yang Xu suddenly burst like a light smoke and disappeared.

"!!"

Zhugemu's pupil shrank suddenly, scorn!

Behind the void, a strong wind rushed straight to his throat.

"not good."

Ding!

Zhuge Mu waved his hand fiercely, and the flying knife between his fingers collided with a cold awn.

There is no danger.

Zhuge Mu couldn't be relieved, scorn!

There was a fierce wind, and he cut into his throat again.

"!"

Zhugemu's pupil shrank:

"How could it be so fast!"

He tried to gather his eyes to distinguish, and at the moment of a moment:

Ding!

There was another crunch.

call.

Ten meters away from the opposite side, Yang Xu's figure converged like a light smoke and formed into a cohesive shape.

Between his fingers, a blade of golden light condensed.

He gazed at Zhugemu's throat faintly:

"The taste of being locked in the throat is uncomfortable."

Zhugemu's cold sweat was coming out.

To know.

In the past, he used a flying knife to threaten the lives of others.

The throat that was finally cut by the flying knife was no exception, and all were his enemies.

But just now.

Zhugemu felt that he had been wandering twice before the ghost gate.

It's only a little bit, and the throat is cut, it becomes him!

Think of the speed of Yang Xu’s horror.

Zhugemu still feels terrified so far:

"No! Never give him another shot!"

"He must die!"

In an instant, Zhugemu's popularity suddenly changed.

If he was just now, he is still a lazy younger brother.

now.

He became a ruthless killer who had gone through many battles and did not know how many lives he had harvested.

His white face was cold.

Especially a pair of eyes, seems to be blocked by the ice.

Buzz!

The flying knife in his hand was trembling quickly, making a buzzing sound.

It seemed that the Grim Reaper sobbed before harvesting his life.

"Is he going to shoot?"

"I don't know if Zhugemu's flying knife can hurt Yang Xu?"

"I looked at it, didn't I see Yang Xu's magical speed, it was almost ghostly!"

"Zhuge Mu wanted to hurt Yang Xu, I'm afraid it's not that simple."

People around whispered.

At this time, you can see the gap between strength and prestige.

Zhuge Mu is no longer a genius, but his reputation as a young man.

However, Yang Xu's current status is one after another, and he has worked hard.

So much so.

People compare Zhugemu with Yangxu.

It's not that he can kill Yang Xu.

It's just "Can you hurt it!"

No matter how powerful Zhugemu's flying knife is.

In front of Yang Xu, it seems that they are not enough.

Hear the sound of discussion around you in your ears.

In Zhugemu's heart, an unknown fire broke out.

Moan!

Flying knife in his hand, made an impatient roar:

Yin Yang!

It suddenly shot towards Yang Xu.

On the way to flying, there was a sound of Long Xiao.

Rolling killer, around the flying knife, faintly turned into a phantom of a dragon.

Longyan flared, Longkou roared, and Dragon Scale flashed.

Those wisps of thorns condensed into the sharp and strong claws of the dragon, and they moved towards Yangxu's throat and took a hard look.

Seeing it was about to scratch Yang Xu's throat.

Make it a stroke.

It was at this time.

call.

Yang Xu grabbed it.

A seemingly careless scratch seems to dispel a nasty fly.

however.

In Zhugemu's view, Yang Xu's hand contains a special rhythm.

This rhythm accurately locked the trajectory and breath of his flying knife.

"!!"

Zhuge Mu twitched.

With this blow, he understood:

The usual skill of flying knife can't take this person!

really.

Click.

Yang Xu's **** clamped Daomang again.

Yinang~

The roaring and roaring dragon gave an unwilling growl.

Suddenly dissipated.

Crackling!

With a slight pressure between fingers, Zhugemu's flying knife was exploded by Yang Xu.

"It's not rude to come and go, look!"

Yang Xu snorted, hum!

The brilliance of the eyebrows is shining, and the crystal-clear little sword is like a jade carving, exquisite as a perfect artwork.

It instantly spanned a distance of tens of meters.

The blink of an eye has flashed in front of Zhuge Mu.

It is Yang Xu's "spiritual sword" formed by his spiritual strength.

"not good!"

Zhuge Mu's heart sank, and his flying knife slammed into the spirit sword.

however.

Spiritual Sword seemed to possess a soul, and he immediately escaped his flying knife.

Boom!

what……

Zhuge Mu screamed.

Two fingers, together with a flying knife condensed with a true force, smashed to the ground.

See brush brush brush!

A gleam of crystal light turned into a thin line of sharpness, flashing over the broken finger since then.

The **** that Zhugemu was cut off were directly broken into meat sauce.