The Killer Supreme and the King appeared at the same time
All killers are terrified.
If the stalemate continues like this, the confidence of the attacking party will gradually collapse. Once someone cannot bear it psychologically and retreats first, it will inevitably trigger a frenzy of retreat. This effect is undoubtedly the most ideal.
However, at this moment, a sinister voice said: "Ning Biluo, not bad, not bad, really good... It turns out that you, the number one killer, came here to be a bodyguard and a slave, then you are not worthy anymore.
He enjoys the reputation of being the best killer in the world... In this case, I will compete with you. I, seeing that you are the best in the world, I have been unhappy for a long time."
A ghost-like black shadow, with a wide robe and long sleeves, and a face covered in black clothes, flew out from the dense black mist as if it were weightless, with a weird smile in its mouth, raised its hands, and a few silver threads instantly appeared
It weaves the sky into a large network of silver light.
Boundless Lake, Boundless Holy Lord
Behind him, there were five or six other figures.
Surprisingly, it was Wu Bianhu, the gold medal killer, joining forces with Wu Bian Sheng Lord to attack Ning Biluo.
Ning Biluo's face showed no signs of change, she just snorted coldly: "Looking for death."
The long sword in his hand flashed with sword light, and it flashed in the air like a thunderbolt. It had already cut off the silver thread in the air, and he rushed towards the boundless Holy Lord like lightning.
To capture the thief, capture the king first
The Boundless Holy Lord smiled conspiratorially, but did not give in and flew forward.
In just the blink of an eye, the fight with Ning Biluo was rolling and rolling, and it was extremely gorgeous.
Although Holy Lord Boundless's own cultivation level is slightly inferior to Ning Biluo, it is definitely not easy for Ning Biluo to defeat him in a matter of seconds.
the other side
The sudden arrival of the Boundless Holy Lord used all the combat power of Boundless Lake to join forces to besiege Ning Biluo, instantly removing the King of Killers from the battlefield. No matter how conceited Ning Biluo was, she did not dare to say that she was facing the Boundless Holy Lord and six Boundless Lakes at the same time.
The top gold medal killer still has the energy to be distracted. If he continues to be distracted, he is seeking death.
However, even though Ning Biluo is gone, there is still Zhao Pingtian. The three most powerful killers in the world have appeared one after another. The second-ranked Holy Lord Boundless, together with his subordinates, surrounded and suppressed Ning Biluo, the best killer in the world, and Zhao Pingtian, the third killer,
But the countless killers who were still looking coldly at the other side, even without Ning Biluo, their intimidation power was suddenly reduced by half, still did not dare to act rashly.
Because, if the combined combat power of Ning Biluo and Zhao Pingtian is ten thousand, Zhao Pingtian alone can still exceed four thousand, and each of these killers in front of him is only thirty-fifty at best, and one hundred is the limit at most.
To them, a fighting strength of four thousand or ten thousand is equally invincible and unshakable.
However, just when the situation was about to reach a stalemate again, a long and rough laugh suddenly sounded: "Zhao Pingtian? The Supreme Killer? What a great name. Come, come, come, let me kill you, the Supreme."
A ray of blue light suddenly appeared, but it lit up like the rising tide of the sea, rolling in from the distance, and a burly figure flew down like a sky-shattering rainbow. It was clad in black, with a sword, and a cold light flashing, facing Zhao Pingtian.
A sword strikes
As the sword was swung, a strip of light was formed, falling down with an endless and mighty force.
Zhao Pingtian snorted and without hesitation or hesitation, he drew his sword with his backhand.
The sword in Zhao Pingtian's hand was given to him by Ye Xiao after he broke it. To say it is ten thousand times stronger than his original sword is nonsense and bragging, but to say it is more than a hundred times stronger
Ten times, that's still more than enough.
With Ye Xiao's current net worth, he was choosing a sword for a master of Zhao Pingtian's level. If he hadn't chosen from thousands, he wouldn't have been able to get hold of the magic weapon among the magic weapons.
Zhao Pingtian's sword and the visitor's sword collided violently.
The weapons used by these two people were swords, but they all used the swords as broadswords, swinging them round and slashing.
After an extremely loud roar, everyone around felt their eardrums suddenly bulging outwards, a feeling of sudden deafness suddenly arose, and their heads were buzzing.
Zhao Pingtian's body actually retreated three feet flatly from behind, but the burly masked man who suddenly appeared and attacked fiercely did a somersault and fell out. After the strong impact was eliminated, he was not injured at all.
After this person and Zhao Pingtian fought with all their strength, they were not damaged at all. There are very few people in this world who can have such strength. Who is this person?
"Who are you?" Zhao Pingtian also had doubts in his heart, so he blurted out and asked, his eyes even more stern: "Looking at your skills, you can't be considered a nobody. How can you be a hero just by showing your name to hide your prowess?"
The man smiled hoarsely: "I'm just a killer. Killers are existences that wander in the darkness. They are never heroes."
Then he chuckled: "Zhao Pingtian, where is your sword?"
With his long sword in hand, he launched another offensive, with even more ferocity, and his intention to fight head-on was obvious.
Zhao Pingtian was furious in his heart. This man had peak Tianyuan level cultivation, which was similar to his own. He was roughly in the middle of the competition. There must be a self-title of this man in the world, but such a master covered his face to deal with him...
What made Zhao Pingtian feel the most fear in his heart was that this person's style of play was extremely targeted, and it was designed for him. If nothing else, just the tough fight just now, if he used it
It's still the original sword, but it's just a piece of iron. With such a no-nonsense fight, even if your own cultivation level is better, you still can't save the sword. It will break instantly, and it may even cause your own injuries.
A moment of shock, being caught off guard, being seriously injured, or even being killed in one move is no joke
Zhao Pingtian figured everything out in an instant. He knew that the person who came was not only someone who was specifically targeting him, but also knew him very well and had murderous intentions for him. Such a person must die no matter what.
"Since you don't want to say it, then go die. After all, people have only one unified name after death." Zhao Pingtian's long sword turned into a white rainbow flying around the body, and coldly added the last four words: "
That’s it, corpse”
Then he stopped talking and rolled around with the man. The two started a fierce battle. While fighting, they changed the fighting place. First they flew up to the house, and then jumped from the roof. After that, Yu Jian fought harder and harder all the way.
High, just ten feet in the air, fighting with one breath
The two of them obviously had the same idea at this time: whoever falls first will lose.
However, after a moment, the two masters who relied on the pillars of Lingbao Pavilion had just calmed down the situation. Before they could further frighten the enemy, they were already restrained.
Seeing the two super killers being trapped, the killers all around were ready to move again. As for the many men in black who had invaded Lingbao Pavilion, they even shouted to fight and kill.
At this moment, Liu Changjun closed his lips tightly and was like a phantom, speeding through the courtyard. The long sword in his hand was as crazy as a demon. In the flash of silver light, there were already three black-clothed killers with blood spurting from their throats, and more than ten people were dying.
Seeing that his sword moves were sharp and his killer was ruthless, everyone shouted and attacked Liu Changjun together. However, Liu Changjun did not fight head-on. He unexpectedly ran away and entered directly through the window behind him.
In the corridor of the room, three swords were swiped, and three more black-clothed killers spurted blood from their throats and chests; but before these three people fell, Liu Changjun's body had already passed through the window again, and before it landed, there were seven consecutive
sword.
The seven killers who had just surrounded him and attacked him had just rushed to the window from the other side. I don't know whether it was lucky or unfortunate to meet Liu Changjun's thundering sword power. They screamed and screamed, and the seven killers flew like kites with their strings cut off.
Out, seven blood arrows in the air turned into seven bright rainbows under the blue light of countless Tianyuan masters.
The cry of killing was everywhere.
Liu Changjun's killer team has launched a full-scale fierce battle with the enemy.
The entire Lingbao Pavilion, from top to bottom, in all directions, is full of figures fighting desperately. However, there is one very unusual thing: in addition to letting out the last scream when injured or dying, at other times...
There was no movement.
In fact, this is unusual at the same time. No matter the attacking party or everyone in Lingbao Pavilion, everyone is a killer.
Of course, the backbone of Lingbao Pavilion are all killers; and ninety-nine percent of this group of black-clothed and masked men who came to attack are also killers.
The profession of a killer is inherently taciturn, but killers don't like to talk nonsense.
Now it's killer versus killer, there's no nonsense, it's just straight up.
As for the other personnel of Lingbao Pavilion, under Wan Zhenghao's arrangement, they either left Lingbao Pavilion earlier or hid in a secret and safe place.
In the past few days, everything was full of roaring winds and tremors. Wan Zhenghao was afraid that something would happen and he would be caught off guard. Therefore, he had already stipulated that the general staff of Lingbao Pavilion should all go out and go back to their homes when night falls every day.
I went back to work the next day.
Ordinary staff are absolutely not allowed to stay in Lingbao Pavilion at night.
Therefore, although the chaos tonight came suddenly and the momentum was even more earth-shattering, the other people in Lingbao Pavilion were not present at all; most of them were ordinary people, and at most they were some low-level warriors in the human realm and yuan realm.
, in a battle like this, it has no effect at all. Here, it is just a matter of death.
As long as they are not at the scene, the killer will never hurt them. The killer also has his own rules. Killing someone without paying him is a loss-making business. Therefore, the ordinary staff of Lingbao Pavilion are actually very safe.
In mid-air, with a long roar, Ning Biluo struck a blow with her sword and faced the Boundless Holy Lord.
"boom"
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"The hand was swollen like a steamed bun, wrapped in a thick layer of asphalt-like ointment, and then wrapped with a bandage...
To be honest, I am very depressed. Two-thirds of the outbreak occurred this month, and I was ready to continue to explode until the end of the month... However, when the outbreak was coming to an end, something happened to my hand.
Even if something goes wrong at the beginning of the month, I won’t be so depressed...
I’m very frustrated. I need to change the medicine on my hand once a day. I’ll try to replenish it as soon as my hand heals...
Now I can only let out a long sigh, and the two-finger Zen has become one-finger Zen..."