Here Lies The Wicked

Tick...

Tick...

Red blood, along the phalanges and mouths of the tigers that are splitting apart, bleeding more than ever.

Follow the long knife handle held tight in your hand and drop to the ground.

One step at the foot, under the foot took off the rubble rubble, bang, blew a deep hole in place, square left hand held the back of the knife, the man instantly came to bury the rubble of the King of Corpses, the knife light seemed to weigh like a thousand pieces, pressed open the air on both sides, and struck again on the rubble full of broken stones.

His face was resolute, his eyes were firm, he had no hesitation in making the move, and today either the corpse king died or he died, there was no second ending.

Boom!

In situ explosion, dirt and stones explode, lifting dust and dust.

No!!

Fang immediately noticed that he had been shot down and had not been cut to the death king buried in the rubble.

Whoo!

It was at this time that the fog behind me heard a tsunami.

“Kill!”

Fang Zheng glanced and shouted, the glittering killer knife is a quick response to the back.

When!

Mars splashed in the air, and a huge explosion caused a circle of visible shock waves, such as hurricanes sweeping across, briefly blowing away the surrounding fog, only to see two shadows in the air retreating back faster.

Knock, knock! Boom!

Square legs are like two barbarian legs, stepping backwards and backwards out of the pit, removing the impact force to the ground, avoiding hard internal injuries.

At this time, Fang Zheng finally saw what had been attacked before. He was actually the king of corpses walking with a double knife. The king of corpses did not know when to have two more knives.

At this point, the King of the Dead is even more wolfish.

The human body is covered in dust and there are several bloodstains on the chest, which were damaged by the previous explosion. The most wretched, no more than his entire left arm bone was broken, and now his left arm fleshed into a muscle like an octopus tentacle and grabbed the knife handle to the ground.

“A hundred years ago, I was the eighth person under the Japanese Tour. I was only one last step away from being called Wang...”

“A hundred years ago, the Japanese tour brought down the eighth person, I still don't believe I can kill a milky, dry hairy boy today! ”

“You're wrong, one of us must die today, but that's not you, that's me! ”

The corpse king growled and was actually beaten so badly by a little newborn, he went mad.

Heh, heh!

Boom!

The two swords of the corpse king rolled behind him. For example, two dragons were lifted up and the thunderbolt rushed with wind thunder. The fierce thunderbolt came in the right direction.

Strong to these boundaries, the distance of dozens of meters is almost instantaneous, the right hand knife of the corpse king a straight stab, such as a lightning bolt, directly stabbing in the direction.

When!

When the blade collided in the moment, it burst into a strong ray, huge force, directly bursting the earth dragon smoke behind the corpse king, instantly swallowed the square, obscuring his eyes.

“Die! ”

With the right hand knife of the ghost knife in the main hand of the Chinese side as a fulcrum, the two knives swept open the air at great speed, the sharp wind, blowing up a large amount of surrounding soil, the rubble was like a wave, causing a shocking wave of soot and earth stone, and the rampage hit the dust, tightly covering the entire square.

“Well done! ”

“Speaking of knives, I'm your ancestor! ”

When!

In the smoke and dust, the knife and light hit each other again. He was actively attacking, not passive defense. Before the death king's knife reached its peak, he took the lead and struck the nine inches of the blade.

This nine-inch position, as if it were the weakest weakness of the knife position, was immediately forcibly interrupted after being struck by a snake for seven inches.

Not only that!

It looks like a heavy knife. Finally, the knife is slightly sidelined by force, and the shock is removed.

At the same time, the knife turns light, blood knife type 3 · fractured muscle!

The Ghost Knife uses its strength, the knife is creepy, and at a strange angle beyond ordinary people's difficulty, it is torn!

One knife cut open the left hand tentacle of the king holding the knife handle.

Pfft!

There was a bloodshot coming up.

The Dead King suffered from pain and anger appeared on the face of the Dead King distributed by the Beatle. At the same time, there were unbelievable horrors and stunners in his eyes.

“How, how is that possible! ”

He wondered why, instead of taking advantage of his double-knife, the old wound added new injuries.

Even if he wanted to break his scalp, he would never have thought that he would be able to do anything quickly.

The eye of a man who can practise blood knife and fire knife to the realm of the great master is strong.

It is no exaggeration to say that few people today are better than the right ones with knives.

This is more modest.

After all, ask the world, who can be like Fang Zheng, what knife skills can be learned immediately?

His practice for a few days can withstand the decades of other priests, the painful practice and drilling of a nail in knife technique.

Soon afterwards, the Corpse King discovered with horror that he was being suppressed again.

No matter how he takes out the knife, he can always be seen by the strange young man in front of him. He can see the angle of the knife step by step. Each time he chops, he can always be proactively attacked by the side at the first time. Before the blade reaches its peak, he is defeated in advance.

Prior opportunity was lost everywhere.

Dang! When!

Pfft!

Each time he lost his chance, he was struck with a knife that was being pursued by the side. Although his body was strong in gold, he could not resist the heavy blade mask.

Finally, some Vietnam got colder.

He found himself making the knife worse than not making it.

No, it's not!

It's not that I can't beat myself! Instead, the young man in front of him, has far surpassed the so-called master!

He worked with it.

It's as ridiculous as waving a wooden sword with a grown man as fighting a sword.

Little!

Deepsea Lonely Boat!

At this moment, the corpse king suddenly had the illusion that he was a lonely boat in a stormy ocean with the possibility of overthrowing at any time.

In the hand of Fang Zheng, the sword is coming out of the shadow of heavy knife. For him, it is Wang Yang, the insurmountable master of knife method.

“You…”

For the first time, the corpse king was born with fear, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the shadow of Fang Zheng's heavy knife like a storm.

The two shadows were still flying back and forth in the dust, attacking, the soil beneath his feet was like a wave, and the great shore forces were stirring up ripples, exploding everywhere.

It looks like the two men are alike, but only the necropolis knows that the other side completely suppressed him, and he has more and more wounds and is already scarred.

Boom!

A piece of flesh fell to the ground, heavily smashed up the soot, and was continuously chopped into the flesh of the same wound. Finally, the last point of the chopped flesh was connected to the flesh, the flesh was separated, revealing the severed right hand and bone.