The step he took at the moment of landing was almost perfect. After Zhang Kaifeng shot out, the place he was standing just now made a roar. A crack reached several meters away, and it can be seen how powerful the step he took was.

Fast, too fast, extremely fast speed, coupled with this sword that has been brewing for a long time, it is destined to draw the sword into the sharpest light at the moment, and there is no one to see people. Only an arc-shaped sword light slashed towards Yaowu, extremely dazzling.

A meteor on the ground passed by the mountain road, and it became the brightest light in the dark night. When the sword came out, even the starlight in the sky seemed to be a little dimmed. Wuda's sword was too sharp at this time.

The extremely fast figure and the extremely fast sword came in an instant and came in a breath. Even Yaowu, who had been lying on the battlefield for many years, could not make effective responses at the first time, just because the speed of this sword was too fast, and he was not allowed to turn the edge of the sword in reverse, so he could only make a defensive posture, and activated his body with all his strength, ready to take the sword head-on.

"Peng!"

With unparalleled speed, the accumulated strength from the feet to the waist and then to the sword-waving arms, the three bonuses of the strength accumulated, and the hasty connection, the ending can be imagined. Although Yaowu defended against the first and second sections of the sword force, the third section of the sword force was as powerful as a waterfall, and he flew backwards.

The upright sword shot Yaowu out of blood. This was due to his strong personal strength. The people watching the battle were stunned. It was only at this moment that they were shocked to realize that the strength of this strange swordsman seemed to have never been seen.

With one sword, Zhang Kaifeng did not rush to chase after him. He cut off a section of the corner of his clothes with one sword. He caught the strip of cloth with his bloody hands, knotted the long scattered hair into a scarf, tied a dead knot, and tied the hair all over his head.

At this moment, everyone was in a trance. Only then did they truly discover his true face at this moment. No! It should be temperament, this invincible aura, he was like a sword, and now he has been completely unsheathed.

On the clear face, a pair of phoenix eyes and a purple seal on the forehead were now fully revealed, and the straight body burst out with the most terrifying sharpness. The bronze sword in the hand seemed to be roaring happily, and it felt the master's sword intent in his chest, which made it excited.

With such a charm, even the young masters who were caused by the Fu Zhuo Qun today could not help but feel terrified and felt a sudden jealousy. To put it bluntly, it was a handsome look. When I came here to intercept a battlefield general, they were far from the level of internal strength in terms of combat ability, but it did not mean that they were not smart enough, but they deliberately honed themselves. Using this general to temper their body and martial arts will, it would be of great benefit to the ability to kill alone, but they could also settle for the second best, which would be of great benefit to the future.

Yaowu seemed to turn a blind eye to the blood slipping from the corner of his mouth. For the first time, the pair of baptized warriors felt the blood in their bodies again being heated by this young swordsman. Once upon a time, he had a happy grudge in the sword world, but he joined the army because of a livelihood. However, his love for martial arts did not make him give up. After hard work, he reached the realm of returning to the void. However, there were good and bad things on the battlefield, that is, after the martial arts training reached a certain level, fewer and fewer people could make him take action. After all, he was just in charge of command.

The young swordsman in front of him is really outstanding, and the feeling that Yaowu is that he is a man in his prime and has unlimited potential, and he is like an old man in his late twilight, setting sun. He wants to fight for it, but he doesn't allow it, he wants to break through his own predicament.

"Ha ha---."

"Ha ha---."

Almost at the same time, two hearty laughter sounded, and the laughter broke through the sky. The two men in different camps felt that they had met too late for the first time. They both felt that once they defeated each other, their advancement would take another step forward. It was like the fate of swords that had been waiting for a long time, and it was not the mood of death if you die.

"kill!"

"kill!"

After laughing, two shouts of killing sounded at the same time. Both figures disappeared from the spot, and the clanging of the sword had already sounded.

After the injury was healed by the fierce sword, the young man was pressed and beaten, and he began to force him back. He wanted to improve himself again. His muscles surged like a dragon, and his fingers and palms were angrily opened, more like a Kaifeng war knife, cutting iron like mud, and the qi in Yaowu's body reached its peak, and the domineering power of the realm of restoration was fully revealed. The qi flooded the whole body, and every time he stepped on, the ground was sinking. Moreover, he was not just focusing on the knife, his fingers and palms were unpredictable. The martial arts he obtained over the years began to show his power in his hands. With the uniqueness of the demon seed, Zhang Kaifeng rolled the demon essence into his limbs and bones, and the double layer of energy burst out from the body of the Holy Demon Yuan fetus demon body, although it could be recovered in time, it was still shattered. His hands were already bleeding. When he encountered such a fierce attack, his long gown was stained with blood.

Taking advantage of the fact that several young masters who were still healing, Yaowu smiled and shouted angrily. He wanted to crush the biggest threat. He went straight forward with his sword in his hand, and then used his fingers to transform into an unpredictable ability. He broke up the young swordsman's sword moves with his fingers and palms, and then rushed in like a bull. The long sword was inserted into the scabbard. Zhang Kaifeng pressed the shoulders that hit him with both hands, but was still pushed back by the powerful impact force, and a long gully was plowed out of his feet. Then, a deep shout like thunder, sinking into the dantian, his internal strength surged up, and his heels twisted out of the ring, like the most widely circulated sentence of the Taoist sect, which was a four-two-bit move. Suddenly, one person flew forward and the other person flew forward, and the dust rose everywhere.

The rapid pace was like a galloping horse, and the ground was trembling. Yaowu looked at the cold and almost unchanged face, and inexplicably remembered the way he had suffered a loss just now. His body's instinct surpassed his head. He had already made moves in advance, but he made a move with one punch. His heels reached his waist and finally reached his long arm. The fist seemed to be roaring with a tiger. The internal force coefficient poured out, and it hit the young man in the chest. With a sound of a buzz, the young man was blown away by his fist. One punch worked as a ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth. The young man could not stop flying backwards. The young man took advantage of the momentum to turn over and then landed.

The fighter planes on the battlefield are fleeting, and Yaowu, who has been immersed in military tactics for decades, is even more skillful in this way. How could he give this man a chance to breathe and climb to the top? With the momentum that Yu Jin has not yet disappeared, he relaxes his whole body and rotates, and his legs bends slightly. After calculating the time for landing, he is already like an arrow with a bow on the full moon. Then, he snatches up with a fierce knife, and wants to break the belly from bottom to top. This series of terrible evil

The way of making harsh moves was completed in an instant. Seeing this, Zhang Kaifeng knew that it was destined to be impossible to adjust the martial arts to the top floor. He simply did not dodge or dodge. The internal force was a little on the ground, and the whole body was spinning rapidly, and he had to block the sword with a flying momentum. The swords met in an instant, and Mars flashed like fireworks, and the true energy of both sides continued to collide, exploding like firecrackers, and the terrifying momentum was like thunder.

However, even though Zhang Kaifeng made a very quick decision, his aura was not as strong as Yaowu's majestic, and his whole person was quickly chopped away. Yaowu, who had not yet completed his sword, still had the advantage of taking the initiative. The knife he slashed his body and slashed his right foot into the air. A sharp whip leg was pulled down again in the air. The momentum of the attack was even more terrifying. The air was split open by this blow. It was obvious that the air was doubled. Even if Zhang Kaifeng was hit by this kick, half of his body would have collapsed.

The healed people changed their color, but they were unable to take action. In the distance, the woman playing the piano who was sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight moved, and her face was full of solemnity: "What should I do? Do you want to take action?"

Yan Zhen loosened and tightened his fists, and he never spoke. He was also curious about where the depth of this person was.

The young swordsman who was about to be whipped had no expression on his face and decided to make the most dangerous decision. It was too crazy. This decision moved everyone. He inserted his feet into the ground, and his palms gushed out his internal strength, which forced the whip leg. Yaowu laughed hideously. He didn't mind the young man's choice of such a way of death.

"Boom!"

Dust was rising everywhere, and the collapsed ground extended several feet, and the air waves rolled up the dust and smoke in the sky, drowning everyone's eyes and unable to see the situation inside.

Inside, Yaowu's body had not yet fallen. When he saw the young man's appearance, he looked shocked. The young man in front of him was bleeding from his seven orifices, and his appearance was even more miserable than the evil ghost who died tragically. He was not dead. He was smiling at him, only to feel his calves tightened. The young man grabbed his calves like a hook and pulled him forward, using the force to break free from the lower body that was trapped in the soil, and then his bent arms were full of strength and suddenly hit Yaowu's shoulder.

Peng! The rolling smoke became more intense. Yaowu hit the ground. Zhang Kaifeng's legs curled up in the air, and then inserted straight down like two sharp spears. The extremely rapid penetration force the general to not care about losing money, a donkey rolled over and rolled out. It seemed that he had expected the general's idea. Zhang Kaifeng's straight legs separated in the air and disappeared from the spot immediately after landing.
Chapter completed!