Chapter: 672
In fact, the most important thing was Zhuo Wen's negligence. Although he was always on guard against Ling Xiaodao, he didn't know the latter's fighting style, let alone that Ling Xiaodao's sword was so fast that he couldn't catch it.
If he knew Ling Xiaodao's fighting style, Zhuowen would never let him come within three feet of him, let alone let him strike first.
However, it was too late to think about it now, Ling Xiaodao's sharp knife was already approaching him, and the sharp saber energy connected vertically and horizontally, and even shrouded Zhuo Wen's vital points at the same time.
If he was hit by Ling Xiaodao's blow, even Zhuo Wen would have died immediately even if he had abnormal recovery power.
"Do you really think I'm such an easy-to-squeeze persimmon?"
Although he was preempted by Ling Xiaodao, Zhuo Wen didn't look panicked at all. He squeezed his hands suddenly, and his body was covered with countless blood lines, and horrible blood flames formed a blood shield directly in front of him.
boom!
With the sword light approaching, the blood shield shook violently, and it collapsed directly. However, taking advantage of this time, Zhuo Wen twisted his waist, and the thunder wings behind him opened and closed, and he retreated more than ten meters away...
Thumb up!
The sound of hurried footsteps sounded, and after retreating more than ten steps, Zhuo Wen barely stabilized his figure, staring at Ling Xiaodao opposite him with a gloomy expression, and for the first time a hint of anger appeared in his eyes.
This Ling Xiaodao is too insidious, his cultivation base is obviously higher than him, but he even resorted to such despicable means to insinuate him. This person is an insidious villain through and through, which makes Zhuo Wen's heart full of murderous intent.
"Huh? The response is pretty good!"
Ling Xiaodao stood with a knife in his 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 solve Zhuo Wen cleanly and neatly, but he did not expect to fail up.
"Is it Ling Xiaodao? There has never been anyone who dared to plot against me Zhuowen 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 action of King Nether's heart, the two hideous wounds on his chest were slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was really angry at this moment!
"Hit me half to death?"
Ling Xiaodao looked at Zhuo Wen with some amusement, as if he was watching a joke, and laughed loudly: "Are you sure you have a good brain? With your second-round cultivation in the middle stage of the Emperor Realm, you dare to speak wild words. You didn't do it just now." You are lucky if you die, and your luck will not be so good next time."
As he said that, Ling Xiaodao swung his swords and stepped lightly on the soles of his feet. The whole person turned into a phantom and rushed towards Zhuo Wen. In an instant, countless sword lights filled the air and directly blasted towards Zhuo Wen.
Not to be outdone, Zhuo Wen stretched out his blood-stained arm, and countless blood flames turned into countless bloody hands, blasting towards the Ling Xiaodao that was rushing towards him, the surrounding air evaporated, and the temperature exploded.
Ling Xiaodao didn't dodge, and the two-handed Longyi Broadsword struck out like a whirlwind. Hundreds of knives were slashed in the blink of an eye.
Boom boom boom!
Ling Xiaodao's sharp blade is extremely powerful, and within two breaths, it directly shattered the countless bloody hands formed by the surrounding blood flames. The whole person rushed out of the endless blood flames like a tornado, and the two-handed sword was like a whirlwind, directly facing downwards Zhuo Wen hacked away.
Zhuowen's eyes sank, this Ling Xiaodao is indeed a master, and he is also a wizard of the knife, his knife is so fast that Zhuowen can't capture the specific trajectory, only a vague shadow of the knife can be seen.
With such a frighteningly sharp knife like Ling Xiaodao, it can basically destroy most of the opponent's attacks and defenses without using any moves.
Although the bloody hand released by Cai Zhuowen just now is powerful, Ling Xiaodao's knife is fast, ruthless, and accurate. In the blink of an eye, the hundreds of knives swung basically hit the same position of the bloody hand.
The power of Ling Xiaodao's swing is indeed not strong, but when hundreds of knives are superimposed on the same position, the power that can be erupted is enough to open mountains, crack rocks, and shatter mountains and rivers.
"Hmph! I want to see the power of a sharp knife like you."
With a cold snort, Zhuo Wen was not to be outdone, drew out the big bloody gun, shook his right hand, and the shadow of the bloody gun flew towards Ling Xiaodao like countless raindrops.
"It's just a small trick! Look at me directly smashing your spear shadow."
He was extremely disdainful of Zhuo Wen's Yaoyue Longji Spear, Ling Xiaodao, and he saw at a glance that the blood gun in Zhuo Wen's hand was just a high-level spiritual treasure. How could such a spiritual treasure be able to block the power of his Dragon Will Sword? ?
Keng Keng Keng!
Swinging the big knife in his hand, countless lights lit up in an instant, and the spear shadow in front of him was directly broken like a wind and cloud, and the two shining big knives chopped off Zhuo Wen's head below.
"The Unlimited Art of Shocking Clouds!"
Zhuo Wen was not afraid of the sword light that was close at hand, and with a shake of his right hand, countless clouds and mists immediately enveloped him, and he disappeared, avoiding the sword light struck by Ling Xiaodao.
"Chu Bacheng's Shocking Cloud Promise Art? It seems that you have a good fortune, and you actually have such an imperial armor skill, but it is useless to me at all."
As he said that, Ling Xiaodao slashed across the knife immediately, and his right hand holding the handle of the knife tightened. Due to the huge force, the veins on the back of his hand bulged, and breaths gushed out of his body continuously.
"Crazy Blade Wind!"
Ling Xiaodao let out a low snort, and stretched out his right arm flexibly like a spirit snake. The big knife danced violently, and countless sword lights swept away, forming a hurricane composed of sword lights, which overflowed and directly wiped out the surrounding clouds and mists. The air is broken.
Whoosh!
The blood light flashed past, and a huge blood spear protruded from behind Ling Xiaodao, stabbing directly at the back of his head, and waves of bloody energy dissipated. JrNovels.com
If he knew Ling Xiaodao's fighting style, Zhuowen would never let him come within three feet of him, let alone let him strike first.
However, it was too late to think about it now, Ling Xiaodao's sharp knife was already approaching him, and the sharp saber energy connected vertically and horizontally, and even shrouded Zhuo Wen's vital points at the same time.
If he was hit by Ling Xiaodao's blow, even Zhuo Wen would have died immediately even if he had abnormal recovery power.
"Do you really think I'm such an easy-to-squeeze persimmon?"
Although he was preempted by Ling Xiaodao, Zhuo Wen didn't look panicked at all. He squeezed his hands suddenly, and his body was covered with countless blood lines, and horrible blood flames formed a blood shield directly in front of him.
boom!
With the sword light approaching, the blood shield shook violently, and it collapsed directly. However, taking advantage of this time, Zhuo Wen twisted his waist, and the thunder wings behind him opened and closed, and he retreated more than ten meters away...
Thumb up!
The sound of hurried footsteps sounded, and after retreating more than ten steps, Zhuo Wen barely stabilized his figure, staring at Ling Xiaodao opposite him with a gloomy expression, and for the first time a hint of anger appeared in his eyes.
This Ling Xiaodao is too insidious, his cultivation base is obviously higher than him, but he even resorted to such despicable means to insinuate him. This person is an insidious villain through and through, which makes Zhuo Wen's heart full of murderous intent.
"Huh? The response is pretty good!"
Ling Xiaodao stood with a knife in his 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 solve Zhuo Wen cleanly and neatly, but he did not expect to fail up.
"Is it Ling Xiaodao? There has never been anyone who dared to plot against me Zhuowen 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 action of King Nether's heart, the two hideous wounds on his chest were slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was really angry at this moment!
"Hit me half to death?"
Ling Xiaodao looked at Zhuo Wen with some amusement, as if he was watching a joke, and laughed loudly: "Are you sure you have a good brain? With your second-round cultivation in the middle stage of the Emperor Realm, you dare to speak wild words. You didn't do it just now." You are lucky if you die, and your luck will not be so good next time."
As he said that, Ling Xiaodao swung his swords and stepped lightly on the soles of his feet. The whole person turned into a phantom and rushed towards Zhuo Wen. In an instant, countless sword lights filled the air and directly blasted towards Zhuo Wen.
Not to be outdone, Zhuo Wen stretched out his blood-stained arm, and countless blood flames turned into countless bloody hands, blasting towards the Ling Xiaodao that was rushing towards him, the surrounding air evaporated, and the temperature exploded.
Ling Xiaodao didn't dodge, and the two-handed Longyi Broadsword struck out like a whirlwind. Hundreds of knives were slashed in the blink of an eye.
Boom boom boom!
Ling Xiaodao's sharp blade is extremely powerful, and within two breaths, it directly shattered the countless bloody hands formed by the surrounding blood flames. The whole person rushed out of the endless blood flames like a tornado, and the two-handed sword was like a whirlwind, directly facing downwards Zhuo Wen hacked away.
Zhuowen's eyes sank, this Ling Xiaodao is indeed a master, and he is also a wizard of the knife, his knife is so fast that Zhuowen can't capture the specific trajectory, only a vague shadow of the knife can be seen.
With such a frighteningly sharp knife like Ling Xiaodao, it can basically destroy most of the opponent's attacks and defenses without using any moves.
Although the bloody hand released by Cai Zhuowen just now is powerful, Ling Xiaodao's knife is fast, ruthless, and accurate. In the blink of an eye, the hundreds of knives swung basically hit the same position of the bloody hand.
The power of Ling Xiaodao's swing is indeed not strong, but when hundreds of knives are superimposed on the same position, the power that can be erupted is enough to open mountains, crack rocks, and shatter mountains and rivers.
"Hmph! I want to see the power of a sharp knife like you."
With a cold snort, Zhuo Wen was not to be outdone, drew out the big bloody gun, shook his right hand, and the shadow of the bloody gun flew towards Ling Xiaodao like countless raindrops.
"It's just a small trick! Look at me directly smashing your spear shadow."
He was extremely disdainful of Zhuo Wen's Yaoyue Longji Spear, Ling Xiaodao, and he saw at a glance that the blood gun in Zhuo Wen's hand was just a high-level spiritual treasure. How could such a spiritual treasure be able to block the power of his Dragon Will Sword? ?
Keng Keng Keng!
Swinging the big knife in his hand, countless lights lit up in an instant, and the spear shadow in front of him was directly broken like a wind and cloud, and the two shining big knives chopped off Zhuo Wen's head below.
"The Unlimited Art of Shocking Clouds!"
Zhuo Wen was not afraid of the sword light that was close at hand, and with a shake of his right hand, countless clouds and mists immediately enveloped him, and he disappeared, avoiding the sword light struck by Ling Xiaodao.
"Chu Bacheng's Shocking Cloud Promise Art? It seems that you have a good fortune, and you actually have such an imperial armor skill, but it is useless to me at all."
As he said that, Ling Xiaodao slashed across the knife immediately, and his right hand holding the handle of the knife tightened. Due to the huge force, the veins on the back of his hand bulged, and breaths gushed out of his body continuously.
"Crazy Blade Wind!"
Ling Xiaodao let out a low snort, and stretched out his right arm flexibly like a spirit snake. The big knife danced violently, and countless sword lights swept away, forming a hurricane composed of sword lights, which overflowed and directly wiped out the surrounding clouds and mists. The air is broken.
Whoosh!
The blood light flashed past, and a huge blood spear protruded from behind Ling Xiaodao, stabbing directly at the back of his head, and waves of bloody energy dissipated. JrNovels.com
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