Dominating Sword Immortal

Chapter 79—Vacuum Killing Knife

Hey!

A punch hit, the punching force and the space in front of the squeeze friction, the sound of gold and iron blasting.

After the murderous corpse was infuriated with it, it was back all the way, and it ran back at a faster speed. Not only that, but the ghoul was in the air and compressed from a few meters to a half. The diameter of the meter is like a gray-white beam.

"How can I put my ghoul into the boxing power?"

The insidious black man blinked, and the pupil was full of panic and despair. When there was no time to move, he was worn by the gray-white beam.

Bear!

The black man broke into two pieces and burned it up and burned it into ashes.

"Tian Shidi!" The black man who fought with Wang Feng couldn't believe his eyes. Although Tian Shidi didn't have the strength, he couldn't be underestimated, even if he had to make hundreds of moves to defeat, and Ghost Mountain There are many people who are immersed in the real world. Only the most elite disciples can become the lower-level ghost guards. They go out and practice. They think that with their strength, they can meet the high and low level of the Zongmen disciples. Ren Wei.

Now, the facts have drawn him a mouth.

The whole person is paralyzed.

Wang Feng has been suppressed by the black man in the downwind. At this time, he sees the other party's loss of consciousness. The mind knows that the machine can't be lost anymore, and the knife is decisively cut out.

Oh...

After all, the black man was the martial artist in the late stage. When he felt the knives in the body, the body was instantly angry, and the drums swayed a circle of gray-white light arcs, blocking the ice-cold bursting knife.

"King of the corpse, give me a death." The eyes are red, and the black man punches in front of him.

Wang Feng has already learned the black man's corpse king fist, its power is overbearing, more corrosive, can break the infuriating, not dare to hard, he is a little ground under his feet, flying backwards, at the same time, the color of the hands The snow knife didn't stop for a moment, and it took out 13 knives in an instant.

The black man did not go to see the result, bent over, boxing the earth.

"Mingbo!"

The earth's dozens of earth's earthquakes trembled, and the gravel jumped. The next moment, the gray-and-white mushroom-shaped airflow erupted with a half-foot, and swallowed Wang Feng.

Ye Chen brows, is about to help.

However, it is no longer necessary. Wang Feng, who is holding a snow knife, opens the airflow barrier and walks out. The volley is slashing, followed by the second knife, the third knife, the fourth knife...

After a total of thirty-eight knives, each knife is superimposed to form a huge knife. Thunder-like in the position of the black man.

Card wipe!

The earth was pulled out of a deep mark, and the nearby flowers and trees fell.

Ye Chen’s eyes are dignified, so terrible attacks. Under this attack, even if his quenching jade is strong, he will not be able to stop the third peak. Only when he enters the fourth stage can he have this possibility. What you can do is not to be beaten.

The inner disciples who came out of the North Snow Mountain Village are not the main ones. The personal combat power is not inferior to the Emerald Valley. In a sense, it even exceeds.

The black man has no bones, and there is no residue left. After all, the speed of the knife is too fast and too strong, and the black man is not as fast as the black man killed by the leaf dust.

puff!

Yang Tian spurted a blood, Wang Feng paled down, kneeling on the ground.

Stop the leaf dust, Wang Feng said: "I am fine, this is the sequela of forcing the implementation of the vacuum to kill the knife, blood back, you go to see Yuan Xuemei!"

Vacuum kills the knife!

A good name.

Ye dust nodded and went to another battle place.

"Spring rains are rolling!"

In the lush grass, Yuan Xuemei's feet are not touched, and if there is nothing, the snow and silver swords in the hands of the wrists under the extreme speed of the wrist, the naked eye can not capture its traces, only to see a sword light floating out, dense, as if in the spring The light rain, pattered out.

laugh……

The grass under the feet of the fierce black man was shot through the riddled holes, just as he had just experienced a locust disaster, and he had to prop up the defensive cover to withstand the impact of the continuous Jianguang.

"Summer rain is heavy!"

Seeing that the black man blocked the first wave of Jianguang, Yuan Xuemei's face was as usual, and the sword in his hand changed. From the previous ones, he was replaced by the current violent temper.

"Impossible, how can I be suppressed?" Under the guise of Jianguang, the black man knows the horror of Jianguang better than anyone else. If it was only the spring rain, it is now the summer rainstorm, pouring down , constantly scouring his defensive hood.

"Autumn Rain Thunder!"

Not giving the black man any chance, Yuan Xuemei's sword changed again, and Jianguang contained the Thunder's artistic conception, such as the thunderstorm in the autumn, and it was amazingly bleak.

Hey!

The defensive hood split open, and the black man shouted in horror: "I admit defeat, I will roll immediately, don't kill me, don't kill me."

Ye Chen shook his head, compared to the former two, the seemingly fierce black man looked so unbearable, and his face was very inconsistent. However, this also reflects the complexity of the human heart. No one's face can really show the inner quality, there are superficial people, the inner heart is dark, there are gentle and refined people, secretly shameless and shameless, and there are also people who are sacred, but they do the tricks of male thieves. The so-called villain is even more hateful.

Yuan Xuemei has already saved her heart. How can she let go of the black man, the sword is more prosperous, and the violent Thunder Jianguang almost drowns the black man.

Oh...

The black man's defensive hood has more and more cracks. Finally, he finally couldn't bear the impact and crashed. The black man who lost his defense was instantly pierced into a horse's nest by Jianguang Cave, and he could not die any more.

"call!"

A sullen breath spit out, Yuan Xuemei's body sinks, the soles of the feet fall to the ground, and the forehead is sweating a little, reflecting the crystal luster.

Ye Chen smiled and said: "The Southern Luozong's four seasons swordsmanship was amazing, but unfortunately failed to see the most powerful winter swordsmanship."

"The Four Seasons Swordsmanship is a prefecture-level sword method. How can I learn that this is just a sword of the four seasons that has been differentiated from the four seasons of swordsmanship. It is far from the real four seasons swordsmanship. It is worth mentioning. However, the boxing method that Ye Xiu used to display was shocking, and it was able to integrate into each other’s temperament and self, counterattack each other and kill the enemy.

Yuan Xuemei smiled and looked at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen shook his head and smiled. It was not easy to get the upper hand from Yuan Xuemei.

At Lingjia’s side, everyone slammed a sigh of relief, and the palms of their arms were full of sweat. They were ready to charge at any time. Although they would kill some people, they couldn’t control those, but the sects were Zongmen’s disciples. Disciples, one by one, do not prevail on the surface. When they are really desperate, the tricks are endless, killing and recruiting, and killing three black people. Compared with them, the combat power of these people is not known. There is no qualification for the street.