Chapter 909: The Battle of Breaking the Border (2)
The angel's disciple raised his mouth and sneered. The injuries caused by this sweeping leg must have been very serious to Xue Tu. Compared with the scratches he suffered from the bloody knives, they were nothing at all.
After all, Xue Tu suffered a fatal injury back then. Even after four years of disappearing nursing care, it was impossible to return to his peak condition.
Similarly, Xue Tu's own physical strength has not recovered. After all, not everyone is like Ye Junlang. His flesh and bones have been beaten by the mysterious Old Man Ye since he was a child, making his physical body far stronger than the same level.
The state of the strong.
Xue Tu steadied his body, his expression still as calm as before, and his left hand holding the knife was still very steady, like a rock, motionless.
The blood stains remaining on the corner of his mouth showed that he had been injured, and the injury was not serious.
With his current physique, he would definitely be severely injured if a king-level powerhouse like Angel Disciple swept him with one leg.
However, Blood Massacre had gone through too many battles. He immediately controlled his disordered aura, calmed his aura, and once again concentrated his energy and spirit to the strongest state.
Xue Tu's face showed neither sadness nor joy. Now he was bullied by dogs. If he were at the peak of his strength back then, he could finish the battle with an opponent like the Angel's Disciple within three swords.
The angel's disciples charged up their strength and started to move. Their bodies were as fast as lightning and their speed was as fast as the wind. They once again attacked the bloody massacre.
After Xuetu was injured, the Angel disciple also changed his style of play. He no longer blindly defended, but turned to attack violently. The bloody sickle in his hand was swung rapidly, leaving bloody afterimages in the void. The power of each blow was
The force was so strong that it all enveloped the bloody massacre.
Xue Tu raised his left hand, flicked his wrist, and the long bloody knife in his hand passed through the air. Bloody sword lights appeared out of thin air like bloody lightning, and he attacked with the supreme momentum of killing everything.
In the eyes of others, the Blood Slaughterer was injured, but his own sword power seemed to be unaffected.
In fact, Xuetu knew that under the influence of the injury, the speed of his sword, including the speed of the sword's fission, had slowed down a little. This slight difference may not be noticeable at first, but in a battle with a strong man like the Angel's Disciple, it was
It is extremely conspicuous and has a great impact.
The Angel Disciple appeared to be more calm when facing the blood butcher's fission sword, and he sensed that the power contained in the blood butcher's fission sword was obviously weaker.
The angel disciples attacked again and again, the bloody sickle in their hands slashed through the air, and the shocking bloody sharp edges cut upwards. The hook position of the sickle was trying to block the bloody knife in the hands of the blood butcher again and again.
Obviously, the Angel Disciples are still thinking of repeating their old tricks and severely inflicting heavy losses on Blood Slaughter in the same way as before.
Xuetu was on guard. He avoided the blade of the blood knife being jammed, and also prevented the angel disciples from drawing him close to launch an offensive with fists and kicks. However, in this way, he inevitably fell into a passive situation, and was repeatedly attacked by the angel disciples.
That bloodthirsty scythe suppressed.
A flash of cold murderous intent suddenly flashed in Xue Tu's eyes. Being suppressed by the angel disciples, he naturally felt a sense of shame. He forcefully activated his own aura, and the power of the secret realm surged in, and then the blood knife in his hand
A shocking bloody light also bloomed.
"Blood Knife One Style!"
A low and hoarse voice sounded, as if it came from the devil's voice from hell. The bloody knife in the blood butcher's hand was raised, and a bright light of the knife bloomed out. The sword's movement was like blood-colored lightning, and it passed across the air.
This is a blood sword style evolved from the fission sword force, specially designed to kill the strong.
quick!
too fast!
The bit of bloody sword light that this sword movement turned into was like a blood bullet fired from a shooting, and it instantly went straight to the heart of the angel's disciple.
The angel's disciples felt awe-inspiring, and actually felt a sense of danger.
The bloody sickle in his hand was swung rapidly, forming a shield to protect him.
boom!
However, this sword attack actually broke the shield formed by the scythe in the angel's disciple's hand, and continued to attack forward.
The angel's disciple flashed, turned sideways, and rushed forward at an incredible speed.
Whoosh!
In an instant, the figures of the angel disciples and the bloody massacres passed by each other.
At that moment, the sword slashed across the angel's disciple's waist, and the angel's elbow struck Xue Tu's body.
The two intertwined figures immediately separated. Xue Tu was struck by the angel's elbow, and his body staggered backwards. Blood continued to bleed from his mouth, and his injuries became serious again.
The Angel Disciple was still standing. He lowered his head and glanced at the side of his waist. On the side of his waist, there was a knife edge that was three to four fingers deep. Blood was flowing continuously, and it was just a short cut away from him!
The Angel Disciple took a deep breath, recalling Xue Tu's stunning strike just now, which still made him frightened. If he had reacted a little slower, he would have been dead by now.
"Good sword, good sword moves!" The angel disciple couldn't help but say, and then said, "If your right hand is still there, if you hold the sword in your right hand, I'm afraid this sword will be enough to kill me! It's a pity that your left hand
After all, the skill of holding the knife is still a little lacking, and it is far from the exquisiteness of holding the knife in the right hand."
"Now, I can send you to hell!"
The angel disciple opened his mouth, filled with murderous intent. He moved his figure and attacked the blood massacre again.
The blood knife in the blood butcher's hand was raised again. The two heavy blows from the angel's disciples indeed caused him a lot of injuries. The battle with the God of Death left permanent hidden wounds in his body, which have never been fully healed.
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If it weren't for the hidden injury, his strength wouldn't have dropped so much, and the power of his own secret realm wouldn't be so unsmooth when used.
The two heavy blows from the Angel Disciple were affecting the hidden wounds in his body, which is why he was injured so seriously.
If it weren't for the hidden injuries, it would be much better.
Even so, Xue Tu's hand holding the knife was still extremely calm, without any trembling, and the look in his eyes was still cold and cold. Facing the angel's disciples who were rushing towards him, he faced the knife again.
Even if he died in battle, he would not disgrace the bloody knife in his hand.
The moment he dies in battle, he will pierce the bloody knife in his hand into the opponent's heart!
Wow! Wow!
There seemed to be a roaring sound in Ye Junlang's body.
In fact, it was the tide of his own condensed power that was impacting the barrier of the fifth level of the secret realm.
Every impact would bring him a burst of pain.
But he still endured it, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He still persisted, constantly stimulating his Nine Yang Qi and blood, and constantly urging his power to sweep up the secret realm, hoping to break through that barrier in one go.
layer of barriers.
Click!
At this time, a corner of the solid barrier was broken open again. Most of the barrier had been broken through, and the real breakthrough was only one step away.
"Xue Tu, hold on, wait for me!"
Ye Junlang's eyes widened. He had been paying attention to the fighting situation on the field, and he could also see that Xue Tu was being suppressed by the angels' disciples, and his life was in danger at any time.