Seven hundred and fortieth chapters kill two with one enemy
Before Sun Xu could stand still, a murderous intention suddenly appeared on his back. He dodged again without hesitation, and dodged a distance of tens of meters.
Where I was standing just now, a ravine two meters long and half a meter deep appeared in front of me.
It's not that the enemy's destructive power is insufficient, but that the enemy's control of power has reached this point.
Another blade of light shone down, and even the sunlight in the sky was divided into sections, making people look a little dazzled.
Sun Xu's belief moved, and a sword light shot up into the sky, directly smashing the sword into pieces, and the enemy finally appeared in front of him.
Wearing half of a silver ghost face mask, half of it is cold and murderous, and you can faintly see some blood.
Facing Sun Xu, there was no nonsense. He knew that his opponent was a master, so the second thug took action himself.
The body flashed slightly, and ten phantoms stood together. The sword in the palm fell down like lightning, and the hundred-meter-long sword light pressed down layer by layer.
The ten shadows made the same movements, as if they were all taking action in unison.
As soon as a phantom merged with the body of the second thug, the sword light became more powerful and thicker, making the onlookers find it difficult to breathe.
The air gradually became quiet, and it seemed that even the dust under the sun was clearly separated.
Between Sun Xu and the second thug, apart from the rolling aura of heaven and earth, there was the increasingly powerful sword light.
What surprised people was that Sun Xu's face remained very calm in the face of such a powerful sword light, and no one could tell what he was thinking in his heart.
The opponent has already stood at the peak of the Mahayana stage, and is probably making an impact towards the realm of transformation. From this murderous sword light, a lot of content can be reflected.
In just a few breaths, eight figures had already merged with the second thug wearing a silver mask, leaving only the last phantom.
The sword light has completely locked onto Sun Xu. The aura of heaven and earth around him is constantly fluctuating, and the space has begun to become unstable, making it very difficult for Sun Xu to dodge.
Of course, the main reason was that Sun Xu was not prepared to dodge. If he wanted to dodge, he would have dodged it long ago.
There are a lot of enemies overtly and covertly, and they vaguely want to attack you. If you keep dodging, it will make the enemy's arrogance even higher, which is not your style.
When you come, just deal with the opponents one by one. Of course, if you have the opportunity to deal with several people at once, you won't let it go.
Right now, the figure of the No. 2 thug wearing a silver mask was completely merged together, and his sword was so powerful that it more than doubled in size from hundreds of meters in an instant, completely enveloping Sun Xu.
It’s too late to say it, but it will be soon!
Behind Sun Xu, who was shrouded in the sword light, a black shadow quietly appeared. A cold and cold light flashed past. The black shadow merged into the sword light. Apart from half a golden mask, only one person could be vaguely seen.
body shape.
A person at the pinnacle of Mahayana has vaguely touched the true meaning of transformation. Sun Xu's perception of this person in his consciousness is already very weak, and the alarm bells are ringing in his heart.
The cold light had already appeared on his neck. At this moment, the smile on Sun Xu's face appeared, like a sunflower in full bloom.
The power of the sword light is strong enough, but in terms of means, not to mention the few in front of me, even the entire people in Lincheng combined are not as good as Sun Xu alone.
The top thug in the golden mask blends himself into the second thug's sword light, which is a very good method, but it also puts himself in danger.
If the number two thug can't control this sword light, then the number one thug will either die or lose some skin.
Sun Xu's neck twisted in a strange way, letting go of the top thug's dagger. He turned his head and smiled, and casually tapped the light of the chopped off sword with one finger.
The number one thug was frightened, but it was already too late.
The peak of the Mahayana monk's sword shot with all his strength, blooming in people's sight like a ball of bright brilliance.
With Sun Xu as the center, everything within a radius of 100 meters was razed to the ground. Anyone who dared to approach this area would find it difficult to survive even a single insect.
Dust is flying and gravel is flying.
Within nearly a kilometer, there was total darkness, as if a sandstorm had come out of thin air.
Many people who came to join in the fun knew that both sides were very powerful and could not get close easily, but they still did not expect that they would still be affected even though they were so far away.
Screams sounded one after another.
"Ah, I can't see!"
"Help, my arm is broken!"
Some people touched their foreheads, and their hands were covered with blood, and they were so frightened that they fainted.
Those who were closer were beaten directly like a sieve, and some fell to the ground like a pile of rotten meat, and those who were killed instantly were better.
Those who are dying but not dead are still suffering tremendous pain, wishing they could understand themselves.
The No. 2 thug retreated hundreds of meters, feeling a faintly terrifying force coming toward his face, making his skin ache, as if a howling wind was blowing across his face.
Not long after, the dust settled, and Sun Xu stood firmly on the side with Xiaoxiao on his back, unscathed.
The number one thug wearing a golden mask was half-kneeling on the ground, struggling to hold his body up with one hand, coughing out blood. The half of his face exposed was covered in blood and flesh, and looked very miserable.
Even though he was very powerful, he still couldn't withstand this unreasonable attack method.
The other arm was by his side, but it had been separated from the arm, and the dagger was still held tightly in his hand.
His fierce gaze was like that of a wounded wolf. He did not look at Sun Xu, but just stared at the ground, as if the ground was his enemy.
Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person fell down. At this moment, he suddenly disappeared from the place, including the severed arm and the dagger he was holding.
A high-grade spiritual weapon-level dagger appeared behind Sun Xu, but its target was Xiaoxiao.
It was too late, but soon, Sun Xu's hand appeared in front of the dagger and pinched it directly. The flesh and blood body in the integration stage was unable to resist the high-grade spiritual energy.
Blood dripped on the ground, Xiaoxiao had been transferred to Sun Xu's arms, and her little head was firmly pressed against Sun Xu's chest.
Sun Xu still had a calm smile on his face. He opened his mouth and suddenly made a roaring movement. There was no sound, but the number one thug hidden in the air was directly blasted hundreds of meters away, and his body fell heavily on the ground.
On the ground, there was no struggle at all.
"Disciple, please hand over Xiaoxiao to your master!" A voice rang in people's ears. Everyone looked over and saw a middle-aged man standing on the roof, looking like an immortal. (