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Chapter 474 Counterattack

Kick, kick, kick!

The sound of rapid footsteps sounded. After taking more than ten steps back, Zhuo Wen barely stabilized his figure and stared at Ling Xiaodao opposite him with a gloomy expression. For the first time, a hint of anger appeared in his eyes.

This Ling Xiaodao was too insidious. His cultivation level was clearly higher than his own, yet he actually resorted to such despicable means to trick him. This person was a complete insidious villain, which filled Zhuo Wen's heart with murderous intent.

"Huh? The response is pretty good!"

Ling Xiaodao stood with a knife in hand, looking at Zhuo Wen with a gloomy face in front of him in surprise, with a trace of regret in his eyes. Originally, in his opinion, the calculation just now could cleanly solve Zhuo Wen, but he did not expect to fail.

Already.

"Ling Xiaodao, right? There has never been anyone who dared to scheme against me, Zhuo Wen, like this. You are the first person, so in order to repay you, I will beat you half to death."

Zhuo Wen's eyes were gloomy. Under the influence of Netherworld King's heart, the two hideous wounds on his chest were slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. At this moment, he was really angry!

"Beat me half to death?"

Ling Xiaodao looked at Zhuo Wen in a funny way, as if he was watching a joke, and laughed loudly: "Are you sure you have a good mind? Even with your cultivation level in the middle stage of the Second-Run Emperor Realm, you still dare to speak wild words. You didn't do it just now

If you die, you are lucky, but your luck will not be so good next time."

As he spoke, Ling Xiaodao waved his two swords and stepped lightly with the soles of his feet. His whole body turned into a phantom and flew directly towards Zhuo Wen. In an instant, he appeared, countless swords filled the air, and directly hit Zhuo Wen.

Not to be outdone, Zhuo Wen stretched out his blood-lined arm, and countless blood flames suddenly turned into countless bloody hands, blasting towards the Ling Xiaodao that was coming straight at him. The surrounding air evaporated and the temperature exploded.

Ling Xiaodao did not dodge, and struck out like a whirlwind with the Longyi sword in both hands. In the blink of an eye, he slashed hundreds of knives. At a glance, all he could see was the cold light of the sword cutting through the air, making him feel chilly.

Boom boom boom!

Ling Xiaodao's sharp knife was extremely powerful. In two breaths, it actually shattered all the countless bloody hands formed by the blood flames around him. The whole person rushed out of the endless blood flames like a whirlwind, and the swords in both hands were like a whirlwind, pointing directly downwards.

Zhuo Wen chopped it away.

Zhuo Wen's eyes darkened. This Ling Xiaodao was indeed a master, and he was also a prodigy in wielding a knife. His knife was so fast that Zhuo Wen could not capture the specific trajectory, and could only vaguely see the shadow of the knife.

With a terrifyingly fast knife like Ling Xiao Dao, it can break through most of the opponent's attacks and defenses without using any moves.

Although the bloody hand released by Zhuo Wen just now was powerful, Ling Xiaodao's knife was fast, cruel and accurate. Among the hundreds of knives swung out in the blink of an eye, they basically hit the same position on the bloody hand.

The power of one sword wielded by Ling Xiaodao is indeed not strong, but when hundreds of swords are stacked at the same position, the power that can be unleashed is enough to crack mountains, crack rocks, and shatter mountains and rivers. Such sword skills are unheard of and unseen by Zhuo Wen.

"Hmph! I want to see the power of a sharp knife like yours."

With a cold snort, Zhuo Wen was not to be outdone, and drew out the big bloody gun. With a shake of his right hand, the shadow of the bloody gun flew directly towards Ling Xiaodao like countless raindrops.

"It's just a small trick! Look, I'll break your gun shadow."

Ling Xiaodao was extremely disdainful of Zhuo Wen's Demonic Moon Dragon Spine Spear. He could tell at a glance that the blood gun in Zhuo Wen's hand was just a high-level spiritual treasure. How could such spiritual treasures be able to block the power of his Longyi Double Swords?

?

Clang clang clang!

He waved the big knife in his hand, and countless sword lights lit up in an instant, directly breaking the gun shadow in front of him like a whirlwind, and the two bright big knives chopped off Zhuo Wen's head below.

"Jingyun Wuji Jue!"

Zhuo Wen was not afraid of the sword light coming so close to him. He shook his right hand, and countless clouds of mist immediately enveloped him, and he disappeared, avoiding the sword light coming from Ling Xiaodao.

"Chu Ba City's Jingyun Wuji Technique? It seems that you have a good fortune, and you actually have such an emperor-level armor skill, but it is of no use to me at all."

After saying that, Ling Xiaodao immediately struck out, holding the handle of the knife with his right hand tightly. Due to the huge force, the veins on the back of his hand popped out, and streams of breath continued to surge out of his body.

"Crazy Blade Wind!"

Ling Xiaodao let out a low cry, stretched out his right arm like a spiritual snake, and danced out fiercely. Countless sword lights swept away, forming a hurricane of sword lights, overflowing in all directions, directly blowing away the surrounding clouds and mist.

The energy breaks through.

Whoosh!

The blood light flashed past, and a huge blood gun poked out from behind Ling Xiaodao and stabbed directly at the back of his head, causing streams of blood-colored energy to escape.

Ling Xiaodao sneered, and with his left hand Long Yi Dao reached behind his back, as if his back was blinded, and directly blocked the blood-colored spear coming from behind.

"Demon Moon Secret Book: Blood Collapse Style!"

Zhuo Wen's Qingyue low voice sounded, and the energy of the bloody gun escaped instantly. The huge shadow of the blood gun fell from the void, and the powerful power was directly attached to the bloody gun, making the power of the bloody gun increase to the extreme.

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Feeling the sudden increase in power behind his back, Ling Xiaodao's expression changed slightly and he waved the Longyi Saber with his right hand. Countless hurricanes of sword light swept behind him, directly blocking the bloody gun shadow. He stepped back with the sole of his foot and took more than ten steps back.

, then looked at Zhuo Wen not far away with a somewhat solemn gaze.

This Zhuo Wen's strength was somewhat beyond his expectation, and actually made him a little embarrassed.

"There are some skills. It depends on whether you have the ability to take this move from me!"

Ling Xiaodao's eyes became solemn, and he stepped on the soles of his feet. His whole body started to spin like a hurricane, and flew straight towards Zhuo Wen. The Longyi swords in his hands were almost at their peak speed.

"Blast Sword Technique! Just die, Zhuo Wen."

Bang bang bang!

Not to be outdone, Zhuo Wen rushed forward with a grab. The knife and gun collided instantly, the crisp sound of gold and iron rang out, and countless sparks flew out.

"So fast!"

At the moment of the collision, Zhuo Wen retreated continuously, because the speed of Ling Xiaodao's swing was even faster than at the beginning, and the violent explosion was like a hurricane, directly and endlessly bombarding Zhuo Wen's bloody gun.

.

Clang clang clang!

Zhuo Wen's face changed drastically. Every blow of Ling Xiaodao was as heavy as a mountain, which made Zhuo Wen feel unable to support himself.

"Dance into the wind!"

"Slash against the wind!"

"Tornado Combo!"

"Hurricane strike!"

"..."

One move after another, the sword skills were continuously used from Ling Xiaodao's hand, and the sword skills became more and more sharp and ruthless, as if they were continuous like a hurricane.

Zhuo Wen retreated continuously until he was more than ten meters away. His face suddenly turned red and his breath became somewhat disordered.

"The last move, Lian Feng's two consecutive slashes!"

Ling Xiaodao shouted out the last move, kicked off the ground with both feet, and rotated 720 degrees in the air. The two dragon-like swords in his hands rotated as fast as a big fan, and finally blasted down like a meteor.

boom!

Zhuo Wen's complexion changed slightly, and he raised his blood spear upwards. Ling Xiaodao's slash finally hit the blood spear. A loud and clear sound sounded like a bell, countless air waves burst out, and sparks appeared everywhere.

Click!

The sound of shattering glass was heard, and Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank immediately when he saw the handle of the Demonic Moon Dragon Spine gun. The slightest cracks began to appear, and then the cracks spread rapidly, and finally turned into a piece of powder and dissipated.

"Haha! Zhuo Wen, what can you do to stop me now that you have lost your weapon? Go to hell!"

Ling Xiaodao laughed loudly as he destroyed the bloody gun in Zhuo Wen's hand with overwhelming force. He slashed directly at Zhuo Wen's chest with the two knives in his hand without mercy.

Zhuo Wen didn't panic at all. He pinched his right hand suddenly, blood lines spread out, and countless blood flames spread on his arms, and then he punched Ling Xiaodao's two swords directly.

Boom!

Zhuo Wen stepped back dozens of steps, his hands trembling slightly, but intact. However, Ling Xiaodao flew out directly, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.

"How come Zhuo Wen's physical strength is so strong?"

The soles of his feet stepped on the air, Ling Xiaodao waved his sword, and stopped his flying figure. He stood lightly on the ground, looking solemnly at Zhuo Wen in front of him.

"Did you have a great time playing just now? It's me next time!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were indifferent. He did not expect that the Demon Moon Dragon Spine Gun would be destroyed like this. The power of Ling Xiaodao's Dragon Intentions was indeed powerful. Even the Demon Moon Dragon Spine Spear could not stop it at all.

Now that the Yaoyue Dragon Spine Gun has been broken, Zhuo Wen no longer intends to hide his strength. The blood flames on his body burst out, and the muscles all over his body bulged and were stained with layers of strange blood.

"The physical strength is indeed good, but you think you can beat me with this? That's too arrogant!" Ling Xiaodao sneered.

"Try it and you will know!"

Zhuo Wen shook his head, squeezed his left hand suddenly, and streams of blue and green refining fire surged out, surrounding Zhuo Wen. Immediately, he stepped on the sole of his foot, opened his thunder wings, and flew directly towards Ling Xiaodao, his face

It's full of ruthlessness.

"snort!"

Ling Xiaodao snorted disdainfully, and the two swords were ready to go, and they also flew towards Zhuo Wen, with fierce momentum and energy flying.

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, the two of them fought directly. Zhuo Wen's fists were like steel. He was not afraid of Ling Xiaodao's chops at all. He punched out, and along with the two-color refining fire, Ling Xiaodao was swept away, and Long Yi's double swords were directly blasted.

open.

"What's going on with this guy's physical body?"

The more Ling Xiaodao beat him, the more surprised he became. The opponent was obviously unarmed, but he was holding an earth-level spiritual treasure, but now he was being suppressed and beaten by Zhuo Wen. This feeling of being suppressed made Ling Xiaodao extremely uncomfortable.

"Die!"

Ling Xiaodao fired fiercely, but he didn't even intend to defend himself. He blasted out both swords at once, slashing directly at Zhuo Wen's neck. Countless sword lights flashed, sharp and domineering!

Narrowing his eyes, Zhuo Wen sneered, and the two-color refined fire on his body burst out, forming a thick two-color fire shield around his neck, directly blocking Ling Xiaodao's sharp knife.

"You should be the one to die!"

Ling Xiaodao's blow completely gave up defense, so Zhuo Wen found an opening in an instant, turned his fists into claws, directly clasped Ling Xiaodao's wrists, and pinched hard.

Creak!

Ling Xiaodao's eyes widened, his wrists were completely disabled, and the Longyi swords he held in both hands fell to the ground. Zhuo Wen was unyielding, and his knees that were ready to attack suddenly pushed upwards.

boom!

The powerful knee blow directly hit Ling Xiaodao's abdomen. At this moment, Ling Xiaodao hunched over, like a prawn...


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