"Who is it? Show up!"

In the midst of the lightning and flint, a sharp shadow of sword energy intercepted the Yeyou Guard General's killing blow, and everyone looked at it.

But I saw a man eight feet tall, wearing a brown and yellow ranger uniform, with a leather and silver shoulder half armor on his right shoulder, holding a five-foot long sword on his shoulder and coming towards him with his head raised and grass held high.

Before anyone arrived, this person had spit out the grass stems in his mouth, and his arrogant voice was like thunder, shaking all directions!

"Beidi Mad Sword, Bei... Twelve Chen, came here to take your head."

"Bei Twelve Chen?"

"It's him!"

No matter how surprised Luo Xingyan and others were.

At this moment, the night guard general was already filled with rage. He stared at the young swordsman who was standing on the other side of the lake, and groaned: "Are you the Northland Mad Sword? It's really better to be famous than to meet him. You're crazy enough, but it's a pity that you're a little too crazy."

Consider your own abilities! This young man is at the pinnacle of the Twins, and is only half a step away from reaching the realm of Yazun! What...are you going to take my head for?"

North Twelve Chen wielded a five-foot long sword with one hand, standing with the pestle in front of him, still acting arrogantly: "Without him, you have the sword in your hand!"

As soon as this sound came out, the long sword in his hand vibrated and buzzed like a mountain avalanche. The copper-yellow sword body actually flowed rhythmically from bottom to top, as if it had been attached with a thin layer of mountain-patterned stone armor, as if it had become a stone sword.

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"Earth-level sword, Emperor Yue!"

Luo Xingyan saw the long sword in Bei Twelve Chen's hands and immediately announced the name of the sword.

Wu Aze said in surprise: "This kid actually has an earth-level sword?"

Wu Xinchen seemed to know something about it, and interjected: "Bei Twelve Chen's sword is indeed an earth-level magic weapon, but the Emperor Yue Sword's body is damaged at seven inches, so it can at best be regarded as a top-grade spiritual weapon."

Luo Xingyan nodded in agreement: "Well, the best swords in the world are so rare. They can be said to have a price but no market. How can you get it if the sword body is not already in the North Twelve Chen?"

Obviously, at this moment, the Yeyou Guard General also saw the clues about this sword.

Then he dismissed it and said, "Just with this broken sword, hahaha...?"

He was so angry that he laughed back: "I have to say that you are very brave, but you are also extremely arrogant and stupid! Young people, don't be too arrogant. It may cost your life if you don't know how high the sky is."

At this moment, Bei Twelve Chen, who held his head high, even showed a passionate smile full of fighting spirit: "If you are not so angry...how can you still call yourself a young man?"

Wu'a heard this arrogant words and immediately shouted shamelessly: "Good boy, well said! You have the same demeanor as the eagle back then!"

Luo Xingyan looked at Bei Twelve Chen in the distance with confusion, and murmured slightly worriedly: "I'm afraid Bei Twelve Chen is no match for this guard general."

Wu'a looked sideways after hearing this: "No way? I think this kid's aura is very good at it. How can he be defeated?"

Luo Xingyan explained: "Although Bei Twelve Chen is a genius with earthly spiritual roots, and he also cultivates sword will, his sword heart is at the same level as Wei Sansheng at the seventh level, and he is not as good as Uncle Wu. How can he defeat you?"

Pass this night-walking guard who is comparable to a temple?"

Wua's heart skipped a beat when she heard this!

Just as Luo Xingyan said, when they fought against Ye Youwei before, they were defeated by the long sword guard in front of them.

Even though he was on the third floor of the Holy Temple, he still got beaten up because he lost the advantage of flying in the air, not to mention the crazy sword boy who was not as good as him.

It can be seen that the strength of this demon cultivator general is definitely above that of the early stage of the temple, so how can he be the enemy of the current Beizi Twelve Chen?

Not far away, Luo Zhizi heard Luo Xingyan's words. He immediately raised the hem of his clothes and pricked the wounds on his waist and abdomen, and at the same time, his eyes were fixed on the guard general.

Obviously, he was preparing to attack this powerful night guard general with Bei Twelve Chen.

Ye Youwei naturally saw the intention of the masked boy. His cold eyes glanced at him like a falcon, showing disdain: "That's good, it will save me trouble in the future."

But Bei Twelve Chen glanced at Luo Zhiwen, who was covered in blood, wet and embarrassed, and said angrily: "Go away, he is mine."

I have to say that Chen Bei Twelve’s words were indeed domineering and resolute!

Having said that, he stepped into the shallow water, galloped and took the lead in attacking the general!

And as soon as these words came out, to Luo Xingyan's ears, it was like a dog biting Lu Dongbin and not recognizing a good heart.

She immediately became angry: "If you don't know what's good and what's good, it's best to die madly!"

Immediately, she called: "Brother, come quickly."

The Ye Youwei general didn't even look at Luo Zhidan, who turned around obediently, and just shouted: "Take it!"

The two night guards had already pounced on the injured Luo Zhizhi with their swords, and stopped him.

Because in the eyes of the Night Guards, the masked boy at this moment has been severely injured by him, and his two guards are the strongest among the Night Guards, so capturing him in this way should not be a problem.

At this moment, in the middle of the shallow lake, the guard general was strangling the Northland Mad Sword, and the fight was so intense that water splashed and roared.

Absolutely.

Both of them have five-foot-long swords in their hands. They can be described as yellow and black swords with lights and shadows crisscrossing like turbulent currents.

Bei Twelve Chen is worthy of the name of Mad Sword. The five-foot long sword in his hand dances like the shadows of mountains and mountains, causing the yellow sword energy to stab through the sky like a rainbow. The sword rises like a mountain wall, and the sword energy breathes like the sharp peaks of the mountain. The momentum is astonishing.

Looking at the guard general again, the long sword is opened and closed, and the vicious shadow sometimes turns into a black giant wheel, and sometimes cuts backwards for half a month. It can be said that the sword is like an evil ghost seeking life, and has turned from defense to offense in an attempt to suppress the sword energy from all directions!

At the same time, Luo Zhizhi had rushed out of the shallow lake and fought with two night guards with his bare hands.

At this moment, the battle in the middle of the lake has been going on for twenty or thirty rounds, and Luo Zhidao is naturally the same.

However, I saw the Ye Youwei in the front right shouting again and wielding his ruthless blade, taking the lead to slash down in the air, the evil energy like a black cloud destroying people's faces.

What Luo didn't know was that when he did not retreat but moved sideways to avoid the shadow of the black light sword, he instinctively punched the opponent's armpit.

The sound of the fist and wind, supported by its brute force, can be said to be the last to come first and create the wind!

But at this moment, another night guard suddenly lowered himself and stabbed him with a ruthless blade from the left, and his tricky body skills pointed directly at his heart: "Death!"

In the eyes of the Ye Youwei, the silver-faced boy in front of him was actually a body refiner, and the life gate of a body refiner's body was the heart. Once the heart gate was broken, even if he didn't die on the spot, he would be seriously injured and completely lose his combat effectiveness.

Seeing that the edge of his ruthless blade was within half a foot of the opponent's chest, he revealed a cruel evil smile.

Who could avoid a fatal blow that was so close at hand? Moreover, this kid was still charging head-on without knowing whether to live or die. With such combat experience, he had absolutely no fighting experience at all.

But he didn't want to think about it. If Ruoluo didn't have much experience, how could he have dealt with six night guards alone in the forest before? Is it just because of his thick skin and rough flesh?

Obviously, this is unlikely.

At the same time, the exclamations of Luo Xingyan and others came to my ears!

At this moment, facing this life-threatening blade that struck his chest as fast as a thunderbolt, Luo Zhishi not only did not avoid it, but also increased his speed, turned into a fist and stabbed with his palm, and pierced the leader in one fell swoop under the horrified eyes of everyone.

Ye Youwei’s armpit!

Ah~

Dark blood immediately splashed into the air.

A scream echoed all over the place, and Ye Youwei's arm holding the sword was stabbed by Luo Zhizhi's sword!

Under everyone's shocked gazes, he held the base of his severed arm with his backhand and made a thunderous spin towards Senhan's ruthless blade, which was only an inch away from his chest, and swung his arm at the same time!

‘stabbing’

The ruthless blade filled with burning evil energy tore open Luo Zhizhi's chest, then cut across his back and then to his chest.

The sharp blade easily cut open the skirt of the clothes, and also cut open the skin, until the flesh was ripped open and blood splattered!

Obviously, the strength of the Yeyou guards was not comparable to the previous six. Qi Luo didn't know that he had been through fierce battles before and was seriously injured by the guards. At this moment, the body's energy and blood had been lost too much, and his physical defense was not as good as before.

But...breaking the flesh does not mean it is fatal!

This Yeyouwei who failed in the assassination attempt never thought that the boy in front of him would use his body to spin at extremely high speed to resolve his fatal assassination?

I was stunned for a moment: "This...!"

He knew in his heart that if this stupid method were used by an ordinary person, he would probably end up splitting his body in two, but the kid in front of him happened to be a physically powerful body refiner. With such a high speed, his assassination was like a crazy spinning.

The iron ball, not to mention the sharp edge of the steel knife, is very rare to hurt the opponent at the moment.

And just when Ye Youwei was stunned for a moment, Luo Zhizhi, who was spinning around, had already stretched out his arms and swung hard!

Ye Youwei felt his eyes go dark, as if there was an afterimage approaching?

Click~

The sound of critical strikes and bone cracking suddenly exploded!

The severed arm had struck Ye Youwei firmly on the temple. The force was like a mountain collapsing before his eyes, and like a thunderbolt from the blue.

Ye Youwei felt a white light flash before his eyes for a moment, and then everything went dark.

Because at this moment, half of his head had been whipped by the residual arm of his companion, and it had exploded and collapsed. It was obvious that he could no longer die!

At this moment, under the eyes of everyone exclaiming, Luo Zhizhi did not stay for a moment, and kicked out fiercely, hitting the Ye Youwei who had lost an arm and was still screaming and wailing.

waist ribs.

boom!!

There was an ear-piercing sound of ribs and spine breaking. The Ye Youwei's body twisted into a bow and rolled back three feet. He hit the broken wall and vomited blood!

swish swish...

The sound of footsteps on the sand fell, and the Yeyouwei with distracted eyes looked at the silver-faced terror boy coming in front of him like a god of death with a sharp blade in his hand. He wanted to retreat but was unable to do so.
To be continued...