The sword's light is like snow, and its killing intent is like a needle.
Before the sword light fell, Zhou Daoyun's whole body was already cold, and his whole body felt like he had fallen into an ice cave.
This sword is not complicated, but it has a strong and rich aura, which illustrates a problem.
The man holding the sword is a practitioner!
Not only is he a practitioner, but he is also a very powerful practitioner!
Zhou Daoyun was attacked before and after, and was greatly frightened. At this moment, he naturally knew that someone had invited him here. Naturally, it was not really to talk to him about how to take revenge and kill Yang Hao, but someone had set a trap to kill him here!
How could a Japanese ninja and a Chinese practitioner join forces to kill him?
These questions flashed through his mind like comets, but he had no time to think about the answers to these questions because the fatal sword light had already fallen.
The attacker had obviously planned everything in advance, taking advantage of the chaotic crowd to carry out the assassination, forcing himself back, distracting himself from dealing with the ninja in front of him, and then letting him deliver the fatal blow.
Seeing the sword light hitting his neck like thunder, all the hairs on Zhou Daoyun's body stood up at this moment, and the shadow of death had completely enveloped Zhou Daoyun.
Seeing that the sword light that was ready to strike was about to sink into Zhou Daoyun's body, Zhou Daoyun let out a low roar, and his inner energy surged. His inner energy gathered in his palm, and he slapped the sword light with one palm.
He is a master of the Dacheng Realm, and he can condense his inner energy into his palms. Even if the opponent holds a sharp sword, it will cause some damage, but with the surging inner energy protecting his body, even if he is injured, it should not be too serious.
As for the dagger coming from the female ninja in front, he didn't have time to distract himself to resist it. He turned sideways and prepared to hold on to the dagger. With his inner energy to defend himself, the dagger shouldn't be able to penetrate too far.
His palm collided with the sword light, and then he felt a sudden cold on his wrist.
His eyes suddenly opened wide, revealing a look of disbelief.
His palms filled with surging inner energy did not block the sword light at all!
The sword light directly cut through his palm without any obstruction, and then neatly cut off his entire palm.
What kind of sword is this?
How could it be so sharp!
The sword light did not stop because of this, but instead moved downwards naturally and continued to kill his chest.
At the critical moment of life and death, Zhou Daoyun suddenly exerted force on his toes, and his whole body moved a foot backward in an almost impossible and weird way.
It was this one-foot distance that allowed Zhou Daoyun to avoid the danger of being disemboweled, but even so, the sword edge still slid down against his body, cut open his clothes, and slid down his belly, leaving behind
There was a long bloody mouth.
Not only that, because of a miscalculation from the front, he suddenly retreated to the rear, which brought him even closer to the young woman approaching from behind. The dagger in the woman's hand stabbed her past without any hesitation.
The dagger was three-thirds into the body and could no longer penetrate. The internal energy in Zhou Daoyun's body was already densely packed in the muscles, clamping the dagger tightly.
The young woman did not force herself, she let go quickly and neatly, turned over, and ejected towards the back. However, she just avoided Zhou Daoyun's horizontal palm. This palm contained powerful inner energy, let alone a human being.
, even a piece of granite will be easily crushed.
Zhou Daoyun's blow missed, and he staggered two steps. Before he could stop, the sword light flew up again.
A sword was distracted, like a flying fairy from the sky, stabbing directly into his throat.
Zhou Daoyun did not dare to resist. The sword strike just now fully proved the ferocity of the attacker and the sharpness of the sword.
His body is now poisoned. Although his physique is many times stronger than that of ordinary people, and the toxins corrode much slower under the pressure of the internal energy, the toxins are still in his body after all, eroding his whole body bit by bit.
He touched the ground with his toes, waved one arm, and his whole body seemed to be rising in the wind, drifting back. In front of him, the sword was as sharp as snow, pointing only at his throat.
As they advanced and retreated, the two people were moving very fast, but the two of them seemed to be still. The sword edge was always less than one meter away from his throat.
It was during this advance and retreat, with the help of the weak firelight around him, that Zhou Daoyun finally saw clearly the face of the man holding the sword.
It was a rather handsome man's face, with a bit of toughness, a bit of dignity, and a bit of undisguised murderous intent.
It was a face that Zhou Daoyun had seen countless times. He never expected that he would meet him here.
He came to Zhonghai this time just to kill this man, but before he took action, he was ambushed by the other party.
Zhou Daoyun suddenly understood everything in his heart. I am afraid that the other party had already known that he had left the Zhou family in order to kill him. He had been keeping a close eye on him, and now he was taking the initiative to get rid of him.
As for the sharp sword in Yang Hao's hand, Zhou Daoyun already knew its origin.
Snow Sword!
One of the rewards for the first place in the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament, it is as sharp as clay, and it is extremely sharp. With the inner energy poured into it, it is even more unstoppable!
Zhou Daoyun knew that Yang Hao was good at strength, but according to his information, Yang Hao was not proficient in swords. However, the sword just now and the sword now had completely overturned his knowledge.
Zhou Daoyun's palm was broken and he was poisoned again. He was already like a trapped beast. Although he was a master of Dacheng Realm, he knew that if he continued to entangle him, he would definitely not be Yang Hao's opponent.
He just wanted to escape now, but Yang Hao's sword chased Daoyun like a tarsal maggot and rose up hastily. However, this power eventually ran out sometimes, and Zhou Daoyun's body fell down.
Zhou Daoyun took a deep breath the moment he landed. He calculated the distance between himself and Yang Hao. He should have enough reaction time to avoid Yang Hao's sword when he landed.
When Zhou Daoyun was attacked just now, he rushed to meet the enemy and was unable to use his full strength. Zhou Daoyun believed that as long as he stood firm, even with only one hand, he could definitely kill Yang Hao.
The difference between Dachengjing and Xiaocheng is not just a slight difference, even if it is only a slight difference, it is still the difference between heaven and earth!
Yang Hao actually wants to use the strength of Xiaocheng Realm to assassinate himself. It is simply a wishful dream!
Zhou Daoyun's toes landed on the ground, and his body quickly stabilized with the support. He suddenly exerted force and rolled his body to the side and back. He would use this roll to avoid Yang Hao's sword and launch a counterattack at the same time.
Zhou Daoyun's face showed an extremely strong murderous aura. A guy with a low level of success actually forced himself into such a state of embarrassment that he cut off one of his own arms and almost killed himself!
This is simply a great shame!
kill him!
Must kill him today!
Zhou Daoyun stared closely at Yang Hao's eyes in front of him, using his toes. However, at this moment, Zhou Daoyun suddenly found that Yang Hao's eyes showed some obvious ridicule.
At the same time, the seemingly exhausted sword in Yang Hao's hand suddenly erupted, accelerated instantly, and penetrated Zhou Daoyun's throat before his body could even roll out.
Zhou Daoyun opened his eyes wide and watched the sword light sink into his throat, and the cold feeling instantly penetrated his throat.
Zhou Daoyun's eyes suddenly bulged out. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Yang Hao, whose right hand was empty. His eyes were full of horror and disbelief.
He didn't expect that Yang Hao was already familiar with the sword to such an extent, and that under such circumstances, he could still retain his strength and be able to change. The moment he took a breath, Yang Hao actually changed from grabbing to pushing.
He slapped the Piaoxue Sword out of his hand with one palm, causing the Piaoxue Sword to accelerate instantly and pierce his own neck before he could avoid it!
Yang Hao rushed over and grabbed the hilt of the Piaoxue Sword. He did not continue to move forward, but braked suddenly and retreated quickly, away from Zhou Daoyun.
Piao Xue Sword was pulled out from Zhou Daoyun's neck and brought out a stream of blood arrows.
Yang Hao retreated three meters away from Zhou Daoyun, then stopped and looked at Zhou Daoyun coldly. On the other side, Sakai Rika also retreated two or three meters away, grabbing the dagger and looking at Zhou Daoyun warily.
Zhou Daoyun is very powerful, and Yang Hao will not put himself in danger. Although he will definitely die if his throat is pierced, if he gets too close, there is no guarantee that he will be attacked by a dying counterattack.
Zhou Daoyun covered his throat with one hand and pointed at Yang Hao with the other, his eyes full of resentment and unwillingness.
Yang Hao said in a deep voice: "Your son tried to kill me again and again, so he deserves to die, and you committed the crime and even prepared to kill me, so you deserve to die too!"
The blood on Zhou Daoyun's neck continued to gush out, and all his strength disappeared rapidly along with the flow of blood. He fell weakly to the ground, looking straight at Yang Hao with regret and unwillingness in his eyes.
When he came to Zhonghai this time, the only thing he worried about was Sun Tianhai. Who knew that Sun Tianhai didn't show up at all, and he had already died in the hands of Yang Hao.
Yang Hao didn't speak anymore, just stared at Zhou Daoyun quietly, his eyes were cold and showed no mercy.
Sakai Rika watched Zhou Daoyun breathe and breathed a sigh of relief. She and Zhou Daoyun fought for just a few moments. Although Zhou Daoyun was always suppressed, the fierce and vigorous aura of Zhou Daoyun frightened him.
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Yang Hao said that this was a more powerful and fierce opponent than him. Unfortunately, he had no time to display his powerful strength and was killed by Yang Hao's sword.
Sakai Rika raised her head and glanced at Yang Hao opposite. The Piaoxue sword in Yang Hao's hand was not stained by blood. He stood there silently, like the god of death in the night.
Unknowingly, Sakai Rika knew Yang Hao a little better.
This is a powerful man, but also a ruthless man!
I don’t know why, when Sakai Rika looked at Sakai Rika with a murderous look on her face, she was not afraid at all. Instead, she inexplicably remembered the way he looked at her helpless face and brought the poached eggs to her side...(