v4 Chapter 113： , Six Swords V Six Swords

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Blood, splash.

But the idiot fell from the spiral staircase, straight, down...

Patter

The idiot's back slammed heavily on the square table, and the downward movement directly crushed the table. The teapots and cups on it were also smashed everywhere at this moment. The little bread hiding in the corner couldn't help but widen his eyes. He wanted to scream, but he immediately covered his mouth and didn't dare to scream.

The idiot lay on the ground, and for a while, he couldn't stand up.

The blood burst from the mouth of his right hand. He didn't have the dagger that he could hold fast, and now he was deeply hit into the rock wall of the guard tower. Straight into the handle.

After repelling the sneak attack, the "sentinel" on the spiral staircase slowly retracted his sword, and continued to slowly descend along this staircase. He walked slowly, as if he was not in a hurry, but even though he walked slowly, his eyes under the lock robe stared at the sneaker lying on the ground for a moment, like a sharp sword out of a sheath. Even if he is an idiot, his eyes shudder unconsciously.

Sword Soul... Damn, human beings are small. If you listen to my advice, immediately leave that little girl and run away. Or, if you go to prison immediately and blast this **** ún egg, I can’t guarantee that you will still survive tonight’s Holy Eve Festival)

The chain on his right hand began to rub slightly, and the pain made the idiot's mind sober. He stood up and stared at the man who had walked down the spiral staircase and stood in front of him.

Ten locks and locks...

The face hidden under the lock robe was somewhat invisible. Only those pupils, as cold as sword blades, made the idiot take a deep breath.

The Sword Emperor did not move.

For the idiot invader, he just stood there quietly, then slowly pulled away his robe, and pulled out a sheathed sword at his waist.

He slowly stretched out his gloved hand, holding the hilt, slightly...

The blade slowly came out of its sheath.

Accompanied by the slight sound of unsheathing, the pale light filled the watch tower at this moment.

The idiot looked at this Cang's sword, and at the same time, looked at the man's sword pointed to the ground, and put on a starting gesture that made him very familiar. As early as six months ago, he had seen how powerful this opponent was. At that time, he and the little squirrel could not get any benefits from this man, let alone now?

However, the current self cannot retreat.

The task must be completed...Otherwise, the human army will not be able to move on again. Wanting to destroy the fangs and destroy this key organization that has caused him to have a nightmare for fourteen years...It is also extremely vague.

"Get ready, I'll wait for you."

A male's voice came out from under the cloak, and the idiot was stunned, looking at this person. After confirming that he really didn't intend to attack immediately, he stood up straight and pulled down the goggles and mask on his face. Afterwards, he took off the backpack on his back and removed his heavy winter clothes, leaving only one jacket. Afterwards, he threw away the dagger and other weapons on his waist, took off his gloves, and opened his right hand slightly...

The chain began to squirm.

Along with the wriggling of the chain, the sharp blade that was originally sealed under the black chain began to slowly drill out of the palm of the idiot.

The pitch-black sword blade is present, and the deep black light seems to instantly deprive the light originally possessed in this sentry tower, and will bring the cold **** to the world...

The lock-robed man was not moved by the sword. He just continued to maintain the posture of the point of the sword, staring at the idiot. It seems that he is more interested in this person who uses the sword than the sword.

After preparing, the idiot waved his sword in the air, and then slowly aimed it at the ground in front of him. He closed his eyes and breathed out a little... Then, after these eyes were opened again, the pupils that should have been full of focus, but now they have spread out, becoming apathetic and empty. There is no more color.

Two people, just stand like this, looking at each other...

The entire guard tower became quiet at once, and only the kettle on the fire next to it was still making a "snoring" sound.

The bun was curled up in the corner, looking at the upcoming battle with great nervousness. Just watching from the side... and, they don’t have real hands yet, and the bread can feel that they can’t suppress the beating of the heart, and the whole heart seems to burst out of the cavity.

The man in the cloak was holding the sword of Cang.

The sword blade exudes a calm light like Cang Yue.

Peaceful, but lonely. Appears unassociated with the world. Obviously it was just a sword made by humans, but it could be held in the hands of this person, but there was a faint posture that could compete with the sword of the opposite Devil Emperor.

When will such a wait last?

do not know.

I can only see these two people looking at each other... The original living characters seem to have become two sculptures at this moment.

The cloak of the locker also seemed to stop shaking. And the idiot whose eyes lost focus seemed to have not blinked for a long time.

They stood... the black blade and the pale blade reflected each other in the air, and gradually, they were stained with a little water vapor...

be quiet……

Feixue...

sword……

The sound of the kettle...

The sound of wind coming from under the crack of the board...

The shaky light...

then…………

"Gululululu——————————Puff"

Suddenly there was a bursting sound in the air. The bun was startled. He turned his head and looked at the place where the sound was made. The kettle fell to the ground, and the bottom was burned through. That is to say, there was a whole kettle inside. The water... has been boiled out?

At the moment when this sound was made, when the bread turned his head, there was another sound in her ears that shocked her.

This little nv boy turned his head, and it was the two who had just stood here swapping positions at this moment. The blade of the sword of Cang pulled a blood line in the air, and this one has not The blood line that was too late stretched to the shoulder of the idiot. But there is no blood line on the blade of the black sword in the hands of the idiot. The first simple trick is to make a judgment.

However, killing is different from fighting. Killing can only be regarded as an end after the opponent is really killed. This competition is not a victory of one stroke, but the existence and disappearance of life.

After the death, the idiot immediately shifted his steps. The second Sword Insect Sing after the Shang is almost a fixed move for the Six Swords, and he has already used it so well that it can even be faster than the sword move map in his mind.

The worm sounded, but before it sounded, the idiot had already turned his body, and Hei's blade pierced the back and still maintained the first sword, even the lock-robed man who had not had time to recover. Than, obviously, idiot

but……

"Huh?"

At the next moment, the robed man did not reincarnate to respond to the idiot, but directly...covered a pale "ball" all over his body. Even the idiot who was about to pounce on him could swallow it. momentum

After the death... pick up Xia Lan?

Bun covered his mouth, his whole body stiff with tension. From before to now, she has never seen an idiot pick up Xia Lan's move after having a tragedy. The first sword, the second sword, in this order seems to have become an idiot's fixed. And this is indeed very fast, and Chongming's turn can indeed make up for the huge rigidity brought by First Jian Shang. But now... this person... picks up Xia Lan?

Obviously, the idiot didn't expect it either. The sudden violent wind swallowed Dim Mi in an instant, and it was also the moment Dim Mi was "swallowed" by the pale sphere, and the idiot felt that the power in her hand instantly lost his quasi-head and the lunatic "Xia Lan" brought The pulling force even rips off the dark in his hand

The chain tightened. Fortunately, the chain connected to the arm made the idiot cling to it once again. But it was this extremely brief runaway, and the storm over there was over. When the idiot finally grasped the darkness and disappeared, the pale light had already drawn a straight line in mid-air, and instantly penetrated the idiot’s right n, nailing him to the back of the rock tower with extremely accurate accuracy. on.

The speed of the sword?

After Xia Lan accepts death, can almost all of the six swords be interchanged perfectly? There is no fixed starting move...any move...can be like this...can you use each other?

The idiot was nailed to the wall, his lungs pierced, and a bit of blood couldn't help but coughed out of his mouth.

How many Six Sword users have you fought with in your life? not much.

However, in any previous battle, the idiot has never felt like this.

The opponent completely overwhelmed ìn... Let alone strength and speed, it is purely the familiarity and use of the moves. I have been left behind by the opponent.

This is also the first time for an idiot to feel that his sword moves look so naive in front of the opponent... so naive that even the slightest chance of winning... can't be found.

"Goo..."

The sword of Cang è reached the idiot's right and did not pull it out. Although this lock-robed man could clearly pierce the idiot's heart with that sword, he didn't do that.

The idiot doesn't know why this person left him a way to survive, but now he is not in the mood to think carefully. Since... if your own swordsmanship is completely unworkable...

"Goo... Ga..."

The two chains that were raised instantly went directly into the idiot's elbow and shoulder. The idiot grinned, his eyes that should have been emptied were now in focus again. His right eye began to turn scarlet, and the corners of his mouth began to grow fangs. The right arm of a human was also beginning to grow thick at this moment, five fingers. Also slowly turned into sharp claws and became the hand of the devil RH