Chapter 766 (1/2)
”If you want to see my face.”
The cold wind surged around the snow mercilessly, and a pair of eyes looked at the middle-aged swordsman with cold light.
”But you must keep your life.”
”Arrogance, I think you are the evil of blood demon clan!”
Stand on the right side of the thin warrior, furious, murderous, a sword cut out.
Wheeze!
The dark night was torn, the strong sword spirit, with the thunder like sound, flashed in the sky, and appeared in front of the snow merciless body in an instant.
”Hum!”
The cold light flashed in snow's merciless eyes. It seemed that there were eyes behind her. She drew her sword out of its sheath and did not turn her head back.
Poop!
The thick sword air was torn, and a bright cold light flashed through the void.
Next moment!
The body of the skinny warrior is divided into two parts. The blood sprays out and there is a blood rain in the sky.
Boom!
A mountain peak hundreds of feet away from the lean warrior's back was slightly shaken. The whole mountain head was cut off, the incision was smooth as a mirror, and the sound of falling stones was like a thunderbolt, shocking.
”Third brother!”
The middle-aged swordsman lost his color in shock. When he looked at the snow mercilessly, his eyes were already filled with thick blood.
”No matter who you are, today I will tear you to pieces! Do it together and kill him! ”
”Kill!”
In the eyes of the three warriors, a fierce attack broke out, and their vitality rolled. They immediately made all their efforts to fight against the snow mercilessly.
”Burn a sword!”
”The wind rolls cold shadows.”
”Split the mountain and split the cloud palm!”
All three of them are psionic warriors. With all their strength, the space is trembling a little, and a sharp sword Qi is hidden in the fierce wind. They roll against the snow mercilessly. Where they pass, the air explodes layer upon layer, like a natural disaster, the end comes!
”Obstinate!”
Snow's merciless eyes are cold, and his mouth is full of ferocious sneer. He holds the snow colored sword in one hand and steps out step by step.
There is no moonlight, thick night, but it is separated by silence, the whole space is shining with cold light.
Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss
The blade is shining, and the sword is shining in snow. It's flying out. Just for a moment, the three fighters were smashed clean with one strike.
All of a sudden, the bodies of the two men in front of them were split. There was a chill on the fracture, but there was no blood, which was strange.
The middle-aged swordsman had the highest accomplishments and didn't die immediately. At this moment, he held the sword in both hands and blocked it in front of him. There was a small hole of one finger size on the three finger wide sword body, which went through his throat all the time.
”It's cold Mysterious sword! You are Piaoxue Hall Who... ”
The middle-aged swordsman asked in a hoarse voice with a strong breath, his eyes staring at the merciless snow.
Chum!
At this time, the bamboo hat on the merciless head of snow cracked, revealing a cold face below.
”It's you!”
The middle-aged swordsman's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it. As soon as I was excited, I opened my mouth and spouted blood.
Poop!
Snow mercilessly saw a flash of cold light in her eyes, and it was a sword. She directly cut off the middle-aged swordsman's head. Lengleng Leng said:
”you still have some strength to block my sword. Unfortunately, my eyesight is not good. I don't know how to advance or retreat. ”
Luo Feng is hiding in the clouds. He looks at the snow mercilessly and his eyes are slightly fixed.
Although he is narrow-minded and a villain, his strength is not vulgar.
Just now, three of the four martial artists are the four martial artists of lingxuanjing, while the middle-aged swordsman is the latter martial artist of lingxuanjing. He was killed by one move and has no resistance! It seems that the merciless snow should not be taken seriously.
However, after this incident, Luo Feng also confirmed the idea of the bottom of his heart.
”Merciless snow is the seventh level martial arts of spirit whirling environment. I'm not an opponent now...”
Looking at the straight snow merciless figure, Luo Feng slowed down his breathing and didn't let himself escape the slightest breath.
Now if it is discovered by the other side, I'm afraid it will follow the footsteps of the four middle-aged warriors just now.
Yeah?
At this moment, Luo Feng eyebrows a pick, eyes flashed a different color, to the snow merciless right sky look.
In the clouds on the right side, I don't know when a blood light rises.
The blood light is getting bigger and bigger, rendering the surrounding air into color. When you look carefully, you can see that there is a figure wrapped in the blood light, breaking through the air at the speed of surpassing the sound barrier.
Brush!
A flash of blood light appeared on the merciless side of snow, and out of it came a middle-aged warrior.
The middle-aged martial artist is in a blood suit, with two bloody swords on his waist. His face is ugly. His mouth is cut off, showing his white teeth. Any expression is very ferocious, as if the evil ghost was born, which makes people shudder.
”Blood Sword guard...”
Luo Feng saw the sudden appearance of the figure, his mind moved, his eyes flashed with vigilance, and he held his breath. The whole person's breath seemed to be integrated with the surrounding night. It was difficult to distinguish it without close observation.