Chapter 1428 (2/2)

”Shua!”

When thirteen people attack fall, Zichen returns to the original place again, in the hand long knife scabbard.

Shining knife light across a person's neck, the latter's pupil suddenly widened, eyes with horror, the body toward the back of the speed swept away.

But it's late.

Just as he retreated, there was a head flying high and falling into the distance.

Thirteen people lost one, and there were twelve left.

Long Dao returns to scabbard, that 12 people already dodge away from Zichen, a group attack ends.

On Zichen's shoulder, the golden blood flowed from the wound, and on his back, there was also a wound, and there was blood on the wound.

Zichen with two wounds as the price, cut a comparison of the existence of higher life.

”Shua!”

However, such an attack did not frighten others. A flash of cold light in people's eyes was another round of attack.

Zichen left hand holding scabbard, back thunder wing vibration, again began to dodge, his eyes have been very calm, calm staring at someone.

This person is staring at by Zichen, in the heart is extremely uncomfortable, that hand attack, unavoidably slow three points, and weak three points, because he is afraid that Zichen's next target is him, so he has spare strength to defend.

”Poof!”

This time, Zichen's abdomen was drawn out a very big wound, vaguely visible in the middle of the peristaltic viscera.

At the same time, a sword spirit pierced his lower leg, making his body shake, and then a knife light, across his face, a light bloodstain appeared in the center of his eyebrow. Fortunately, only Yu Wei only scratched his skin.

Zichen, who stoops backward, gets up in an instant. There is a flash of light in her calm eyes. Then her right hand, which has already been set on the handle of the sword, makes a force, and the long knife comes out of the sheath again.

The light of the sword flashed and the sound of the sword chanted. The nine fan-shaped sword lights spread out and crossed the neck of the second strong man.

It's a pity, this is not just the purple Chen has been quietly staring at that.

With the glare of the knife, the crowd retreated again, twelve and eleven.

Slightly astringent the existence that attacks, at the moment is the facial expression iron blue staring at Purple Chen. And purple Chen is to sweep his one eye, that eye seems to have a touch of banter, obviously he was played.

”Kill!”

Angry in his heart, he was the first to rush forward, and the other ten followed closely.

”Poof!”

This time, the light of the sword appeared ahead of time, and the nine Dao light flooded the angry monk.

Guanghua converges. The attack is over. There are ten left out of eleven.

Dead three people, Zichen body also has a lot of wounds, but his eyes are still calm, on the contrary, it is the other party ten people, the corners of his eyes unexpectedly can't help beating, the corners of his mouth twitch.

……

A ray of thunder sealed the abdomen of Zichen, where there were peristaltic viscera, and in the visceral peristalsis, you can see the golden blood flow.

The original Zichen, bathed in scarlet blood, looked very ferocious.

But at this moment, the purple Chen is full of gold blood, the blood is shining, rendering him into a golden man.

It's all his own blood.

His chest, at the moment, is inserted a long sword, the sword is completely through the chest, from the back of the chest.

But this sword can't break Zichen in time.

The owner of this sword has become a headless corpse.

At this moment, only six people were left, and all the other seven had died.

Zichen is full of injuries, there are few complete places on his body, but his black eyes are always very calm.

But in this calm, it makes people feel some kind of ruthlessness and decisiveness.

Zichen killed seven people, the method used is very simple, that is to fight for life, this is Zichen is very good at playing, used many times, but each time can produce a magic effect.

Because his life is hard, harder than everyone else.

Moreover, he is not afraid of consumption, he is even more afraid of death.

The remaining six people were frightened and afraid to launch an attack.

Zichen suddenly smile, the mouth has the blood to flow out, he clenched the scabbard left hand slightly one Yang, bold said: ”come again!”Six people were frightened and shocked, and did not dare to go forward again.

Even at the moment of the purple Chen, it seems that at any time may not support down.

But this kind of state, the purple Chen already maintained for a long time, did not fall, instead is to try to pick up the cheap guy, all fell down one by one.

After waiting for a long time, they didn't see six people rushing forward. Zichen's calm eyes were filled with sarcasm. Then he took the knife and turned to his companion.

However, at this time, the cold light in one's eyes flashed and rushed toward Zichen.

Zichen did not seem to notice, until a sharp sword light reached his back.

He suddenly turned around and stabbed the Friar's heart with a sword like weapon in his hand.