Dominating Sword Immortal

ps: second most recommended!

Boom!

One punch bursts out, the punch squeezes and rubs against the space in front, making the sound of a metal burst.

Not only did the real Qi of the bombarded corpse rebound at a faster speed, but the real Qi of the corpse narrowly compressed from a few meters to half a meter diameter, like a gray white light column, under the concentrate of the power of the fist.

“How is it possible to incorporate my ghost's true qi into his fist. ”

The insidious black-clothed man opened his eyes and his pupils filled with terror and despair. Before he could make a move, he was passed by a gray-white light column.

Bear!

The black-clothed man was torched in two pieces and burned to ashes.

“Brother Tian!” The black coat man who fought Wang Feng could not believe his eyes. Although his strength and strength could not reach him, his fighting power must not be small. Even he needed hundreds of tricks to defeat, and only the most elite disciples could become the lower ghost guard. He thought that with their strength, he could meet the disciples of Zongmen enough to be high and low. Like the small characters in front of him, he could still be captured and killed.

Now, the facts punched him in the mouth.

The whole person is stunned.

Wang Feng has been suppressed by the black-clothed man downwind. At this time, he saw the other party faint, and his heart and mind could not fail to come again. One sword was decisively cut out, and Mori Cold entered the bone sweeping sweeping sweep.

cēng cēng cēng cēng

After all, the man in black is a late-stage martial artist in the realm of condensation. He feels the knife's strength is imminent. The real qi erupts instantly, and a circle of gray and white light arcs is gushed. Death blocks the coming cold bursting knife's strength.

“Death to the King of Corpses.” His eyes were red, and the man in black punched him in the face.

Wang Feng has long been taught the black man's corpse king fist, its power is superior, more corrosive, able to break the true qi, dare not stiffen, he feet a little ground, heading back, meanwhile, the snow knife in his hand did not stop for a moment, instantly cut out thirteen blades of light.

The black-clothed man did not go to see the results, bent over, boxed the earth.

“Locust wave! ”

Dozens of square meters of land trembled and the crushed stone jumped. The next moment, a half-length grey-white mushroom-shaped airflow erupted and swallowed Wang Feng into it.

Leaf dust frowned and was about to help.

However, it is no longer needed. Wang Feng, with a snowplow knife, broke open the airflow barrier, stepped out and cut off the blade, followed by the second blade, the third blade, the fourth blade...

Thirty-eight knives were swept in succession, each knife stacked together, forming a huge knife, the knife pulled the air in front of it clean, forming a vacuum without resistance, so that the chopping speed increased more than threefold, thunderbolting in the position of the black man.

Cut!

The earth was cut off with a deep trace and nearby flowers, grasses and trees fell.

Ye dust and eyes are concentrated, so horrible attack, under such attack, even his quenching jade strength trick reached the peak of the third trick can not be stopped, only entering the fourth trick is this possibility, the only thing to face this knife is not to be cut.

The inner disciples who came out of North Snow Mountain are certainly not good mess lords, and their personal fighting power is no less than the Emerald Valley, in a sense, even surpassed.

Black-clothed men have no bones left, not even residue. After all, the knife is too fast and too fierce, and black-clothed men are not as fast as black-clothed men killed by leaf dust.

Pu!

A mouthful of blood erupted on his back, Wang Feng's face fell pale, kneeling on one knee on the ground.

Stop Ye Dust from coming, Wang Feng said: “I'm fine. This is the after-effect of the forced vacuum killing knife. Qi and blood flow backwards. Go see Yuan Xuemei! ”

Vacuum Destroyer Killer Blade!

What a hegemonic name.

Leaf dust nodded and walked to another battle site.

“Spring rain! ”

In the lush grass, Yuan Xuemei's feet did not touch the ground, as if nothing was missing. With the slender sword in his hand shaking at the extreme speed of his wrist, the naked eye could not capture its trail. All he could see was a sword light rushing out, dense and numb, as if it were a small rain in spring, leaching out.

chī chī chī chī chī chī chī chī chī chī chī...

The bushes beneath the feet of the vicious black-clothed man were shot with a hundred holes of sores, as if he had just experienced a locust disaster, and he himself had to put up a shield against the impact of the rays of swords.

“Summer rain is heavy! ”

Seeing the black-clothed man blocked the first wave of sword light, Yuan Xuemei's face was the usual color, and the sword in his hand changed, replacing it with the current ferocity and impatience.

“Impossible, how could I be suppressed.” Under the cover of sword light, the black-clothed man knows more than anyone the horror of sword light. If it was only spring rain before, it is now summer storm, falling down, constantly flushing his shield.

“Autumn Rain Thunder! ”

Without giving the black-clothed man any chance, Yuan Xuemei's sword will change again. The lightning of the sword actually contains thunder, such as that autumn thunderstorm, amazing Xiaother.

Cut

The shield cracked open a mouth and the black-clothed shouted in horror: "I say lose, I go now, don't kill me, don't kill me. ”

Leaf dust shook his head, and compared to the first two, the fierce black man appeared so disgraceful and highly inconsistent with his face. But it also embodies the complexity of the human heart, no one's face can truly show the inner quality, there are the superficial ones, the dark ones, there are the Sven elegant ones, there are the shameless ones in the dark, there are the moral ones, but the acts of bandits and prostitutes are more hateful than the so-called little ones.

Yuan Xuemei had already saved his heart. How could he let go of the black-clothed man? The sword was stronger in his hand. The fierce thunderous sword almost drowned the black-clothed man in it.

kā kā kā kā kā...

More and more cracks in the black-clothed man's shield finally failed to withstand the shock, collapsed sharply, and the defenseless black-clothed man was instantly penetrated into a horsehair nest by a swordlight hole and could not die again.

“Hu!”

A cloudy breath exhaled, Yuan Xuemei's body sank, his feet fell to the ground, his forehead sweating point, reflecting a crystalline glow.

Ye Dust smiled: "Nanluozong's Four Seasons Sword is astonishing, but unfortunately we haven't seen the most powerful winter sword. ”

“The Four Seasons Sword Method is a ground-level sword method, how can I learn that this is nothing more than the Four Seasons Rain Sword Method differentiated from the Four Seasons Sword Method, far from the true Four Seasons Sword Method, not to mention. Brother Ye's fist technique shook heaven and earth. It can actually integrate into each other's energy and self, counterattack each other and kill each other. ”

Yuan Xue Mei smiled and looked at Ye Du.

Ye Dust shook his head and laughed bitterly. It was not easy to take the upper hand from Yuan Xuemei.

On the Lingjia side, everyone's breath relaxed sharply, the hand holding the weapon was full of sweat, they were ready to storm the line at any time, although some people would be killed or injured, but they could no longer control those, but the disciple of the sect was the disciple of the sect, not a superior disciple on the surface, when really desperate, the absolute recruiting layer, killing rose, hard was to kill three black men, compared to the fighting power of these people were thrown out a few blocks, not even qualified to look behind them.