Just Let Me Die

When people heard this, the corners of the mouth twitched, they saw the tragic death on the ground, and many mad knife door disciples who had been beaten to pieces by Guyuan, did not know what to say.

If this guy is weak, he can't hold his hand, he can't lift his shoulders, then what are they, weak chickens? No, it's worse than a weak chicken.

He also said that he had never seen such a Wen Wen Luya man blow up a person's body with a punch. This is a prehistoric tyranny dragon, where is a weak scholar?

That seemingly thin body is filled with horrible, ultimate power.

If these dead rabid knife door disciples heard these words, they would probably be angry to come back to life again and strangle this kid to death, they wouldn't be so bullied.

To be honest, this kid's face is so thick that it's worth being a skin-refiner. I don't know how much thicker this face is than an anvil.

“I had no idea that such a figure had emerged from the Demon Sha Sect. He was just an early warrior in the skin-refining realm. Even the Kaiju warrior at the door of my mad knife could be killed. If he continued to practice like this, he would still be a great demon in the world. ”

At this time, Mu Renzhong, the mad knife next to him, also saw the scene. His face suddenly became gloomy, and a horrible killing spilled over his body, staring dead at the ancient abyss.

It's like a tiger staring at its own prey.

Though he didn't have much of a feeling about the death of the mentor brothers, after all, it was heaven's fault to come out and die, but he could feel the great threat of ancient Yuan.

If another such great demon head appeared in the Sha Sect, it would surely be a great harm to the world, and in any case he would not allow such a thing to happen.

Boo!

In an instant, Mu Renzhong, the mad knife, broke away from the battle of Monk Fu Lok and attacked and killed Guyuan. He had a long knife in his hand as fast as a thunder, fierce and spicy, with a terrible atmosphere.

“Hmm?! ”

Suddenly, Guyuan also sensed the killing from far away. He knew immediately that the mad knife Mu Renzhong had targeted himself, but he was not surprised. The battle with the mad knife Mu Renzhong was exactly what he dreamed of.

It's like sleeping with a pillow.

“Brother Mo, you really don't keep my Sang Fu Le in your eyes, let me go and kill my demon disciple, asked me not.” Without waiting for Koyuen to be happy for long, Shanfuole next door did the same.

With a sword in his hand, he slaughtered it and instantly resisted Mu Renzhong.

Boom!

The knife collided with the sword, and another huge sound erupted. The sound waves rolled and the energy was amazing.

This inevitable knife was instantly resisted by Shanfuole.

“Shanfuole, dare to stop me, in that case, I will cut you first. ”

Mad knife Mu Renzhong was angry, red eyes, angry to the crown.

Crazy Knife Door Fall - Windy Knife Technique!

Immediately, the long knife in his hand went out and dozens of shadows appeared in the middle of the sky. Each shadow came down with a terrible knife wind.

Every knife wind has horrible lethality, and together, it can tear the earth apart, chop rocks, and cut trees straight in half.

At the same time, dozens of swords and winds came at the same time, cluttered and covered the area, almost inescapable and hidden.

This is the essence of the storm knife method, the power to control the air flow, chaotic, no rules, but every knife is powerful and just unmatched.

Often the enemy, without reacting at all, was chopped to death by the wind and torn apart into pieces of meat.

With this knife, Mu Renzhong did not know how many enemies to kill.

“Seven Swords Killer. ”

But Shang Fule was also reluctant to show weakness. The black sword in his hand attacked and killed the past. Heron showed the seven sword killing methods that Guyuan had seen before. This is also the magic school.

Obviously, Shanfuole's Seven Swords Killer is almost twice as powerful as the outside disciple of the Sha Sect, whom Guyuan had seen before, and cannot be said on the same day.

Eye killer, nose killer, ear killer, heart killer, god killer, earth killer, God, that's seven killers!

This sword is practiced in Shanfu Le. It is mastered the essence of this killing sword. Each sword is like a bull, striking the enemy's key, attacking the enemy's essential place of salvation.

Blinking bright swords in the middle of the sky, they are extraordinarily beautiful, but also extremely poisonous. Once struck by a sword, they are not dead or wounded.

This is Shanfuole's Seven Swords, often he needs only one sword to kill, instantly hits the point, then can end the enemy's life, never need a second sword.

Knock, knock!!!

The windsword method and the seven sword killing methods collided, the sword light shadow, the two great refinery fighters almost did their best to kill each other, the entire hall was levelled by this horrible force.

The earth is shaken by the horrible aftermath of countless cracks, dense and numb, like spider webs.

Some of the magic disciples around, the Mad Knife Gate disciples were even more suddenly unable to prevent, hit by the remaining waves, they were actually directly shocked out, coughed up blood in the middle of the sky, and were shocked into serious injury.

“Back up, back up. ”

Everyone was terrified and retreated hundreds of meters again. They could not be involved in the killing of this refiner, otherwise they could be killed if they came at will.

Shanfu Le and Mu Renzhong were also almost between the two brothers. They were indissoluble. No one could do anything about it, nor could they find each other's blossoms.

“Kill!”

At this moment, Guyuan made a blatant move, cast a demonic walk, appeared like a ghost charm, and directly intervened in the battle between the two, breaking into this battle circle.

“Brother, is this crazy?! ”

When they saw this scene, Changshan and others couldn't help but stare at it. They felt that Guyuan was completely insane. He was clearly just a skin-refining fighter. He actually broke into the battle of spin-refining fighters. This is not death or something. This is not total insanity or something.

In an instant, Guyuan went around behind Mu Renzhong and tried to blow up the past.

“Die! ”

The mad knife Mu Renzhong's face was full of colour. For a warrior like him, where would he reveal his own blossom and perceive the killing from ancient Yuan, his opposite hand was a knife.

This knife is vicious and spicy. It is almost the full force of the refinery warrior. It is just like that, it is split on the fist of the ancient abyss.

Boom!

In an instant, Gu Yuan sensed that the fists he had bombed had been completely crushed at this moment, as if they had been destroyed by the flood, and could not resist the sword of a successful martial artist.

After all, the gap between the refining and refining realms is too great, and the difference between the two realms, whether it is strength and speed or the degree of bodily quenching, is not one level.