Chapter 370： degenerate (1/2)

”puff”

Xie Chengdong blocked a sword and took a deep breath: ”Please order.”

With Xie Chengdong's voice, Pei Ziyun shook his head and sighed, saying, ”please.”

With the words of the two people, a dragon yelling on top, ordinary people's invisible dragon spirits collided together, the same kind of origin, originally the emperor's will should be high-level, but the decree itself was low-level, regardless of victory or defeat.

With the interference of dragon spirit, both of them temporarily lost their casting power.

The ”call” method disappeared, and Xie Chengdong finally took a sigh of relief. The pressure of Pei Ziyun's martial arts and sword skills was too great, but he hadn't had time to speak yet. The sword flashed and the killing had already come. There was no buffer for Xie Chengdong at all. Opportunity.

”Pei Ziyun, you!” Xie Chengdong held up his sword, suddenly felt a faint pain in his chest, nosebleeds flowing down the nose, this was a dark injury left by the killing of the immortal.

”It's not that easy to kill me.” Xie Chengdong roared, not knowing what secret method was used, the humanoid quickly came out, the sword waved, and the sword energy and murderous energy suddenly rose.

”Hmm ...” After a series of golden iron and iron symphony, Mars splashed, Pei Ziyun took a few steps back and forth: ”How to stimulate potential?”

”Unfortunately, this can only make you die faster.”

Pei Ziyun's sword technique changed suddenly, and became exquisite. Like spider webs, although not using much power, each sword was restrained with the least force.

Every sword of Xie Chengdong has the power of destroying and dying, one sword is more urgent than the other, and one sword is heavier than one.

The wind is unshakable, but each sword has no effect.

”Impossible, how can Pei Ziyun have this sword technique?” Xie Chengdong attacked, but his heart was anxious. Of course, he understood that the so-called Mianligang steel was just a joke. To achieve this effect, Pei Ziyun's Swordsmanship is truly above himself, and the gap is not small.

”Yeah!” Jian Guang spit out, electric light flashed, Jin Ming shook his ears, Mars splashed, Pei Ziyun floated out of the house, and he made a steady step, but he was not surprised, smiling: ”Is it my turn now?”

Xie Chengdong's face was cold, his eyes flickered, and he didn't speak.

”At the end of the crossbow!” Pei Ziyun smiled and rushed up.

”Woo!” Three consecutive sounds, the figure and the sword flickered. At this moment, a cold mang flew and burst into the air. Pei Ziyun seemed to have expected it, and he flickered.

The Han Mang made a sudden turn, followed by a side flight, and Pei Ziyun faced it for a moment. Han Mang stopped for a moment, showing a small sword, which looked like a magic weapon.

”Oh!” Pei Ziyun was connected at three points. Under the sword's spirit, the aura of Xiaojian's light spread away, and it fell down.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xie Chengdong had seized several feet and rushed to Pei Ziyun's horse. He wanted to escape, and on the horse's back, he took a whip.

Although the Taoist can run for a short time, unless he succeeded in achieving the immortal, he could not catch up for a long time. At this moment, Xie Chengdongtu felt wrong, a creepy atmosphere emerged, and without thinking, he jumped out.

”Boom!” Ma exploded. Strictly speaking, the power was not great, but it exploded up close. Xie Chengdong felt that his whole body was shocked, and he couldn't hold back a spit of blood and spit it out.

”what is this?”

”The gunpowder doesn't have much power, but it doesn't have the breath of Taoism, a method of secret calculation.” Pei Ziyun smiled and looked at the injured Xie Chengdong: ”Xie Chengdong, you have been wounded and injured. Come on! ”

With a long laugh, the swordsmanship changed, becoming heavy, wild, and fierce. In fact, it was the path Xie Chengdong had just made.

Xie Chengdong retreated, retreating in danger. Suddenly, Pei Ziyun's figure suddenly disappeared, the sword gas burst, and a long howl, he launched a fierce attack. The sword light kept flashing, swirling, and flying ...

”Oh!” The two figures turned into streamers, then separated, and Pei Ziyun had a sword in his abdomen, not deep, and the blood was flowing from the wound.

Xie Chengdong stood still, his face was pale and bloodless, and there was a big crack in the chest and abdomen, with blood coming out, and the intestines were faintly bulging outward. The more fatal was a sword hole in the chest. He sighed: ”Good swordsmanship ,you win.”

Blood splattered, Xie Chengdong fell down, but he was half a step away, his life was strong, he did not die, his eyes were scattered, and countless memories appeared in his mind.

It seemed to be back to light, and many things were clear in his chest. Xie Chengdong pointed at the void suddenly: ”It was you, it was you, you were confusing King Lu and me.”

Pointing to Pei Ziyun again, ”You wait, someone will kill you, and I will look underground.”

”It's hard to get into the holy grave,” Pei Ziyun murmured. ”Well, don't give it away.”

Without hesitation, the sword fell and the head rolled down.

After killing, Pei Ziyun only felt that his whole body was loose, and the enemies of previous and present life were cut under the sword, a feeling of unclear way, the whole person was like a crystal.

It seemed that Pei Ziyun didn't move, tasted it carefully, but secretly said.