MTL - Dominating Sword Immortal-Chapter 9 Anti-kill

Chapter IX Anti-kill

Wang Haichuan’s face turned red, “If you want to fight, you will fight, what will be discarded.”

The ugly man smiled and said: "I don't want to look down on you. I really want to fight. You can't run one. Of course, there are still opportunities, one or two..."

Liu Tao smiled and said coldly: "You really have to go with us."

"Five, six, seven..." The ugly man did not answer, as if watching the dead like staring at everyone.

Ye Chen and Liu Tao looked at each other and the meaning in their eyes was very clear.

"Nine! Kill me for them." The voice just fell, the ugly man pulled out the big knife, and the volley jumped toward several people to launch an attack.

The average person thinks that they will count to ten shots. In fact, this is their means. They are often unprepared and can easily be beaten by opponents. The ugly man is called Ma Wu, who is a villain from other cities. In the small family named Wang, as a guard, after the coveted Miss Wang's look, simply do not endlessly, screaming at the night to smother the other side, sizzling means horrible.

Liu Tao, Wang Haichuan and others have been shackled. Only Ye Chen has been prepared. This is not his experience in the rivers and lakes. In fact, he has no experience in the rivers and lakes. It is only because of the powerful soul that he can take the slightest move from Ma Wu. Found fraud.

The internal air is pushed to the limit, and the leaf dust is on the side of the body. The two hands hold the sword and cut it out, which makes the eighth style of the "Yunyun".

Ma Wuyi, I thought that I was unintentional, and I was expecting to have a heart and heart, but in the end I was caught off guard.

For example, the electric light flint, the Ma Wu knife front biased, and Ye Feng's steel sword rubbed.

“Hey!” “Hey!”

In the splash of Mars, the waist side of Ma Wu was marked with a sword mark, and the blood was secreted and suffered some skin injuries.

The people couldn't believe their eyes. A sixth-level warrior who practiced the atmosphere actually injured a sword of the tenth layer of the martial arts. It was a ghost.

I don’t know that Ye Chen is also screaming. It’s a slow response. He’s a sword that can definitely create a serious injury. If the other side’s skill is slightly worse, the blade will not be able to bounce off his attack. The sword mark can also be deep. One inch, this is the lethality of the sword-sword method to the realm of the fire, not the martial arts high can hurt people.

"The tenth layer of the martial arts in the air can not be underestimated." A sword is not working, Ye Chen's second sword is coming, and the ninth formula of the Yunjian method is "the night light."

In the meantime, the darkness of the sword light filled the air, as if the air was no longer the air, but the pool of water in the middle of the night, unfathomable.

"Damn, how is this kid's swordsmanship so high?"

Ma Wu scalp a hemp, immediately exposed in the eyes, the big knife with the momentum of the empty, lightning-like cut to the center of the water Jianguang, and strive to destroy the other side of the sword, otherwise the situation is not good for him.

call!

The full blow of the force was lost, and the five majors were shocked. Their feet slammed toward the ground and hurried back.

Ye Chen seems to expect this situation, the arrow rushes out, the sword in the hands changes, brings a bright arc to counter-pick, it is the sinister solitary peak 13 sword.

In the eyes of Ma Wu, the fierce light flashed, and the left hand with the internal air was shot at Jianfeng. He said: "The evil devil, give me to die."

boom!

The tenth layer of the military in the practice of the atmosphere is not so good to kill, the strong qi hurricane generally swept out and easily shake the body of the leaf dust.

The leaf dust seems to have lost its weight, and the lightly floating ground has suddenly changed its momentum. As the mountains collapsed, it once again forced the past, and the bright sword light was light.

laugh!

The tip of the sword was pierced from the neck of Ma Wu, and the back of the head was revealed, and it was crisp and neat.

A warrior who is about to become a condensed person is so slain by Ye Chen and his sword. It is easy to drink tea and eat, and let Ye Chen finally understand what his fighting power is. The most important thing is the solitary thirteen swords. How powerful is the lethality.

Pulling the sword to shake off the blood on the top, Ye Chen tried to eliminate the distracting thoughts after killing, and looked around and found that other people had already fought together. Seven or eight fierce big men were attacking around Liu Tao, and the weapons collided as if they were fried beans. The same, connected into one.

"Give me a roll!" Liu Tao repaired the highest, and both palms burst out and instantly opened several people.

But one person only took three steps back, the chest clothes cracked, and the body was unharmed.

Liu Tao’s pupils shrink, “cross-cutting Kung Fu!”

That person is wide-mouthed. Standing two meters high, the tiger's back bear waist, the high-pitched chest muscles are like a hill, a piece of iron, and there is still a black cyan in the faint, not like the human body.

"Hey, my cultivation is a cloth, and I have been soaked in medicinal wine every day. I have already practiced copper and iron bones. As long as the gas is not scattered, how many times you can play it is fine, come!"

"court death."

Wang Haichuan was talking. He was holding a green dragonfly and swept a circle. He forced several people to besiege him. Immediately, his body was another turn, and he returned to the other side with a rifle.

This tall man does not dare to neglect, to know how to practice the iron blouse, it is impossible to train the body into steel. The ordinary blunt device is not afraid, but it is as sharp as a sharp weapon, not to mention 10,000. Haichuan's style is overbearing, and it is feared that even the armor can be broken.

With both hands in hand, the tall man suddenly grabbed the dragon's gun and prevented it from entering.

When the opportunity was caught, Liu Tao flew in front of the other side, and the palm of his hand was lightly pressed.

puff!

Like a hammer hitting the leather, the tall man's mouth is bleeding, and the chest is printed with a shallow palm print, which is blue and red.

Just then, two fierce big men took the opportunity to kill Liu Tao.

Liu Tao screamed badly. Although he had injured a tall man just now, his arms were also numb by the reaction force, and he could not lift it in one breath.

Wang Haichuan was also powerless. The fierce big man who had been forced back by him had a more crazy counterattack, which made him feel like he could not resist.

However, Yao Qing and the twin brothers can still support it. After all, they are one-on-one situations.

Seeing that Liu Tao was going to be killed, a glimpse of the bright and bright sword light came out, and the volley was twisted twice. The two fierce big men picked up the blood at the neck and went straight down.

A sword succeeded, and Ye Chen did not stop. A move to find the gap in the heart of another fierce big man helped Wang Haichuan reduce the pressure.

"Thank you!" Liu Tao, who was still dead, was a little white and grateful.

Ye dust nodded. "First kill them and say."

In fact, after killing Ma Wu, their fate is already doomed, it is only a matter of time.

In a short while, in addition to the man who cultivated the iron blouse, others died and wounded, and in addition to him and Liu Tao, others were more or less injured.

"Where to run!" Wang Haichuan noticed that the tall man had to run away, and the two-meter-long Qinglong scorpion shot with a sharp break.

Hey!

The tall man has experienced a hundred battles, and his body has been biased, and he has avoided the Qinglong.

However, the escaped monk could not escape the temple, and Ye Chen walked with the sword. A sword broke the other's iron cloth and pierced his heart.