Chapter five hundred and fortieth chapters emerge in an endless stream of killers
Wang Junlin showed a solemn expression for the first time, not caring about killing Chen Kun. The Dragon Bird Sword turned into a blade of light, forcing the sand and rocks to be shot back into the hole. At the same time, he let out a sharp roar and ordered Shen Guang, who was lurking nearby, to lead the ghosts. Experts came to support.
At this time, hundreds of elites from the Red Sword Society outside the Red Sword Square are fighting with a hundred masters from the Dugu family. The number is obviously three or four times that of the opponent, but they are at a disadvantage. This shows how powerful the one hundred masters from the Dugu family are. .But after Shen Guang joined the battle with fifty ghost-eye masters, the situation immediately turned around.
In the casino, Wang Junlin was about to kill Chen Kun again, but King Bodo pounced on him again. Wang Junlin had no choice but to abandon Chen Kun, who was summoning up his last remaining strength to get up and crawl away. , even if they temporarily escape from Wang Junlin, if they want to escape from Red Knife Fang, the premise is that Dugu's masters can gain the absolute upper hand.
"boom!"
The two of them had another head-on fight. Wang Junlin knew that he was no match for King Bodo in a head-to-head fight, so he was about to take the initiative to fight King Bodo with his superb sword skills.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the sword light flashed violently from the hole that had been opened in the wall, and it shot straight towards Wang Junlin's heart like a rainbow.
The sharp sword energy enveloped all Wang Junlin's steps forward and retreat, and the momentum was astonishing to the extreme.
Wang Junlin's expression changed slightly, and he shot out four steel needles from his left hand, just to delay King Bodo, who was charging at him again, for a moment, while he hurriedly turned around and concentrated all his strength to deal with this terrifying sword.
"boom!"
The swords collided, making a low roar like thunder. Wang Junlin and the visitor each let out a groan and took a few steps back.
Wang Junlin looked closely and saw an old man in black clothes holding a strange-shaped broad sword.
"Wang Junlin, it is indeed your boy." King Bodo knocked the steel needle away, laughed ferociously and rushed towards Wang Junlin again. At the same time, the old man in black rushed towards him from the other side.
Wang Junlin was attacked on both sides and the situation was extremely dangerous. However, Wang Junlin ignored Bodo Dharma King and took the initiative to attack the old man in black holding a strange-shaped broad sword with all his strength.
King Bodo's eyes showed murderous intent, and he was about to attack Wang Junlin. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a hole suddenly opened in the roof, and a sword light pierced straight into the center of King Bodo's bald head like lightning.
King Bodo's face changed slightly, his palms instantly turned golden, and he swung upwards to slap the sword light aside.
A white cloud moved across the sky for about ten feet, then slowly fell into the hall, where a stunning beauty appeared holding a sword and pointing at King Bodo.
I saw her beautiful face and red lips, which were both charming and youthful. Her hair was black and shiny, which set off her fair complexion and made her bones and muscles look very attractive. She just tied a man bun on her head and tied it up. Wearing a white hero scarf, her appearance was even better than that of Tian Rong'er and Jian Nu here, and only Nie Xiaoyu in women's clothing was better than her.
"It's you!" King Bodo recognized this woman at a glance as the stunning woman sitting next to Wang Junlin in the Xiaoyu Theater during the day.
Yes, this woman is Chen Danying, and she is also a killing move that Wang Junlin prepared for King Bodo. The plan was to deliver a fatal blow to King Bodo at a critical moment, but unexpectedly, the opponent's strength today exceeded Wang Junlin and his party's expectations. , Sword Slave, King Bodo, Chen Kun and the old man in black in front of him, there are four masters who have broken the power. If Wang Junlin hadn't deceived Chen Kun just now, the situation would have been very critical.
…
On the other side, Nie Xiaoyu's movements are both fast and smooth, and the posture is beautiful. The sword trembles gently in front of him. Each thrust of the sword seems to be extremely ordinary, but it seems that the most precise calculation has been done in an instant, making the same move.
Sword slaves who use swords have always been at a disadvantage.
At this time, Nie Xiaoyu came five feet to the left of Sword Slave with his sword, and swung his sword to slash the latter's left shoulder. Sword Slave could clearly see it, but it also gave him a feeling of speed like a ghost.
The sword slave quickly moved his sword to block.
"Ding!"
Swords clash.
The sword slave's body trembled violently, and he moved two steps laterally before he could stand still.
Nie Xiaoyu suddenly dodged to the right side of Sword Slave, slashing five swords in an instant.
The landing point of each sword seemed not to be aimed at the sword slave, but it always forced the sword slave to block. King Bodo took the time to take a look inside. From his perspective, he was puzzled.
At this moment, Nie Xiaoyu suddenly flew out with a kick, and the tip of his boot hit the calf of the sword slave who was crippled by the killing. He was able to seize this fleeting opportunity, which really made the sword slave's heart tremble.
The sword slave gave a sharp scolding and used a life-saving move. He moved like a fish from an unexpected angle to Nie Xiaoyu's right side. Not only did he avoid Nie Xiaoyu's cruel kick, but he also stabbed Nie Xiaoyu's side with his backhand sword.
Right side.
Nie Xiaoyu was obviously a little surprised. He dodged the sword and turned around to get behind the sword slave.
The Sword Slave's sword penetrated from under his side, but Nie Xiaoyu suddenly felt like there was a spring under his feet, and instantly shot up like a crossbow. While dodging the Sword Slave's sword, he swooped down like a flying fairy from the sky.
, stabbed the sword slave in the back of the head.
The sword slave's expression changed drastically, but in a hurry, it was too late to retract the sword under his side and block it upwards. He could only raise his right arm to meet him upwards.
"laugh!"
The sword slave's right arm was cut off, and while she was screaming, she used the broken arm to buy some time and flung herself in the opposite direction like a kite with its string cut off. But before she could land, Nie Xiaoyu had already rushed over and changed her sword into a fist.
, punched him until he fainted, and stopped the bleeding by the way.
…
At this time, the casino was divided into three battle groups. On the other side, Jingtian and Tian Ronger were leading a group of masters from the Red Sword Society to besiege Bodo Dharma King's two half-step masters holding iron rods. In the middle were Bodo Dharma King and Chen Danying.
Fighting, the latter was at a disadvantage, but he could still hold on for a while. Relying on the hole, Wang Junlin and the black-clothed swordsman were evenly matched.
The Dragon Bird Sword in Wang Junlin's hand turned into a rainbow, and he took the initiative to attack again.
At the same time, the swordsman in black drew his sword and attacked.
Two invisible and soundless sword radiances struck together before the swords touched each other, and then there was a loud roar after a forceful fight without any pretense.
Wang Junlin suddenly floated behind him, standing with his sword across the sword, his fighting spirit rising to the sky.
The black-clothed swordsman stood still, but his upper body swayed slightly, with an unbelievable look on his face. It was obvious that Wang Junlin, who looked to be in his twenties, was surprised by the strength of his swordsmanship.
Wang Junlin looked up to the sky and smiled and said: "What a great swordsmanship. I have been looking for people like you recently to test the sword and learn how to master it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took the initiative to attack again.
For a long time, except for the old and frail external martial arts practitioners, the level of martial arts has always been directly proportional to age. But today, the three masters of broken martial arts who fought against them were younger than each other. They seemed to be the oldest.
Wang Junlin looks like he is only twenty-four or five years old, but his strength is no weaker than him.
PS: There are two more updates, please wait a moment————