Everything has been reversed. After losing his weapon, Xu is now chasing Miyamoto to kill the Nine-Headed Bird.
After a while, the two of them ran to the same place. Miyamoto Jiutiao picked up Xu Zhi's long iron stick, his heart was bleeding.
Although Xu Zhi is not good at using a sword, he is not good at using a stick either.
"It's so deadly"
Miyamoto's nine-headed bird stood on a long iron stick, panting loudly, and stared at Xu Zhi nervously.
"interesting"
Huang Putu held the wine glass and looked at the two people confronting each other intently, but he used the original words of Yagyu Sogen.
A hero can only enjoy glory when he is alive. Even if he dies, he enjoys glory and has no value.
Miyamoto Kutori understands better than anyone else that he will never allow himself to fail as he has already reached the sky.
"You don't know how to use a sword, and I don't know how to use a stick. How about we exchange weapons?"
Miyamoto Jiutiao was the first to make the suggestion. His suggestion was naive and almost like a joke, but Xu Zhi agreed.
"no problem"
"Sword in one hand"
"Hand in hand"
The two of them smiled happily and sincerely, getting closer to each other step by step.
"go to hell"
Miyamoto's nine-headed bird suddenly laughed ferociously, and Xu Zhi finally entered the two-meter range. The long iron stick was more than two meters long, but the long sword was only one meter long.
"I can still give you one meter, hahaha."
He used all his strength, swung his long stick and hit Xu Zhi.
"Don't use my weapons against me"
Xu Zhi turned sideways, stretched out his hand, and placed his hand directly on the long stick. Then he flicked it, and the iron long stick flew out.
His style is exactly like pulling the phoenix. Although it cannot accomplish the difficult goal of seizing the blade with bare hands, it can be used to knock it away smoothly. Moreover, the iron long stick is a blunt weapon without a sharp edge, so it can be used casually.
grasp.
"I, I was just joking with you."
Looking at the sword that instantly pierced his throat, Miyamoto Kuzutori broke out in cold sweat.
"Me too, give your sword back to you."
Xu Zhi laughed and said, sending the long sword out and piercing Miyamoto's nine-headed bird's neck.
Wiping off the blood on the long sword, Xu Zhi walked out slowly holding the long iron stick. In the first deadly battle, Dongyue won.
Compared to the happy faces of the people in Dongyue, the faces of the Yingguo people were as ugly as if they had eaten a dead fly. Miyamoto's Nine-Headed Bird was very powerful, but because of his carelessness, he actually lost his handy weapon to the enemy.
He wasn't killed, he was stupid.
"my book"
Leaving behind the long stick and sword, Xu Zhi took back Aikens's Natural Magic Apprentice Manual.
"I'm waiting for your return"
Xu Zhi flipped through the manual and applied the Stone Skin and Lucky Techniques to the King of Kings.
If he wasn't afraid that the magic would suddenly disappear and cause disharmony in his body, he would even want to use acceleration magic and terrain recognition.
"Um"
The king of kings nodded, feeling the thicker feeling in his body. He held two swords in hand and walked towards the horizontal line.
Hengshan Xiaoyou's face was gray, but he was not willing to be outdone and strode forward.
The death of Miyamoto's Nine-Headed Bird still had a slight impact on him. Victory or defeat, life or death, the moment was so short that it made his heart tremble. Xu Zhi's sword seemed to be nailed to his throat.
But hatred filled his head.
Holding the short knife, a trace of ferocity appeared on Hengshan Xiaoyu's face. Today, either the other party will die, or he will die.
The body was carried down by the Ying people. At Miyamoto Kutori's age, he was not old enough to possess the puppet substitute technique. If he died, he would be truly dead.
Xu Zhi applied the wound medicine, and on the other side, the king of kings and Hengshan Xiaoyou were already fighting fiercely.
This was the second time the two had fought each other. Xiaoyu Hengshan suffered the disadvantage of being unprepared and having no weapons, and was hit by the king of kings.
Now, both of them are holding the weapons they are good at.
The twin swords of the king of kings, and the short sword of Yu Yokoyama.
For low-level practitioners, swords are more lethal than fists and kicks.
The two fought cautiously and conservatively, trading off each other's moves. Compared to Yokoyama Xiaoyu, who had been practicing swordsmanship for several years, the king of kings' moves were a bit unfamiliar.
He had only scratched the surface of the dual swordsmanship of the Xiliu Kingdom. If he didn't have better weaponry skills, he would never have chosen the dual swords.
Yokoyama Xiaoyu's moves are very weird, giving people a feeling of being sophisticated yet unfamiliar.
"Lack of agility"
Yan Xuankong said casually and explained the problem concisely.
Because of this, the two of them fought at odds.
Suddenly, Hengshan Xiaoyou slashed with his right hand, leaving his left hand alone, ignoring the king of kings' dagger, and pinched his throat directly.
"It's not that simple to trade your injuries for your life."
The double swords of the King of Kings, the long sword focuses on offense, and the short sword is used for defense. The other person leans back slightly to avoid the short sword, and the long sword retreats, trying to merge with the short sword and crush Xiaoyu Hengshan's arm.
"Creak"
There was an unpleasant sound of metal collision. After the surface was cut open, the black tibia under the skin was exposed. Hengshan Xiaoyu's left hand was actually made of metal. When the two swords were slashed on it, only a string of sparks came out. The king of kings looked at him.
Tight, feeling bad.
"die"
Hengshan Xiaoyou laughed ferociously, and his metal arm suddenly extended, like a cannonball leaving the barrel, and hit the king of kings in the throat hard.
This attack is fast and accurate, and it uses a mechanical arm, making it impossible to prevent.
Xu Zhi's heart suddenly became nervous, and he wished he could rush into the place right now.
Seeing the King of Kings being knocked down with one punch, he was lying on the ground, unable to move. His eyes were dull and blood was pouring from the corners of his mouth. He had obviously suffered a heavy blow.
"my son"
Zhao Xueying in the distance exclaimed, and she fainted immediately.
For the relatives who watched the fight to the death, it was tantamount to torture. They had to watch helplessly as their own people either lived or died.
"Hahaha, do you know how long I have been waiting for this day?"
After kicking away the long sword and dagger of the King of Kings, and confirming that he had no ability to fight back, Yokoyama Xiaoyu suddenly shouted.
"My qualifications are not good, I can only rely on medicine and the vitality of heaven and earth to advance. You have destroyed my family, broken my spine, ruined my life, and left me with no future. Look at it, sinner,
Father and uncle are waiting for you below."
"In order to kill you, you know how much pain I endured. I cut off my left arm forcibly, just to attach this damn robot hand, which can be long or short, and can also eject weapons, just to kill you two.
With one blow, no matter which one of you comes forward, I will have a chance to kill you."
"Hahaha, aren't you asking me if we killed those eleven missing cases? Everyone in Dongyue is like a pig or a dog, and everyone can be killed."
"Do you want to know how those people died? In order to break through the physical barrier of my Qi training, we had to cut out their hearts one by one to make medicine, hahaha."
"I want you to taste the taste of being cut into pieces with a thousand knives, and then I will dig out your heart and liver with one knife and sacrifice it to the spirits of my late father and uncle."
Yokoyama Xiaoyou obviously entered a state of madness. He screamed crazily for a while before he stopped talking.
The fight ends with the death of one party, and the king of kings still has a little energy left at this time. No matter how impatient everyone is, they are not allowed to enter.
The two Grand Masters and several Grand Masters are here, and anyone who crosses the line will be mercilessly killed by the opponent.
"Beheaded by a thousand cuts, beheaded by a thousand cuts..."
Hengshan Xiaoyou's eyes were red and he kept mumbling to himself. He picked up the short knife, squatted down, and cut into the king of kings.
"scold"
The lying king's eyes opened angrily, his mouth suddenly opened, and a red light shot out.