Chapter 213: Scary fighting talent

"Hahaha, it's not ashamed! Ignorant children, not even Wu Zong, dare to speak mad!" The man with the mask holding mace sneered coldly, waving the mace in his hand like a wind, shooting at Xiao Yihan Come!

"Humph!"

A cold hum came from Xiao Yihan's mouth. The long sword in his hand seemed to have no weight at all. With the shaking of his wrist, he could appear in any position instantly, and the tip of the sword pierced straight!

"Ding Ding Ding—"

The strength of this sword is getting stronger!

Su Yu saw clearly that in a short moment, the long sword in Xiao Yihan's hand actually punctured no less than twenty times, each of which was in the same place!

Even on the mace, a round hole was actually pierced!

The mask man was even more embarrassed. At this high frequency, his hands were numb and he could not help but stepped back, almost unable to hold the weapon.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Yihan's body was like a wind, directly over this person, and headed towards those martial kings!

Breakout!

"It's worthy of the blast Jianhao, really there are some ways! Let's go together!" The man said to another Wu Zong, his body raised, the roar continued, chasing Xiao Yihan straight away.

"Good!" That Wu Zong just wanted to keep up, but A Chen suddenly exerted force, and the big knife in his hand quickly swung away, directly disconnecting him from the road.

At this time, Ashen's whole body was full of blood and blood, and his body was much stronger than before. With a very firm face, he stared at Wu Zong, "Your opponent is me!"

"Oh, burning Dantian? Well, I will play with you!"

Both of them used the sword as a weapon. For a time, the sword was vertically and horizontally, and the momentum of the whole body was transformed into a blade, which spread out to the surroundings!

One is the wind-type knife, which is quick and sharp, and the other is the fire-type knife, which is hot and powerful.

Boom!

The two stared at each other for a moment, and at the moment when the momentum climbed to the top, their eyes were fixed, and their swords came out, surrounding two completely different forces, just like two heavens falling, hitting hard.

Wow! At the next moment, between the intense sound of gold and iron symphony, bursts of fierce sparks, like a snake, even swept the entire surrounding with a breath of unmatched destruction.

Rumble!

Collisions were only endless, A Chen was crazy like this, completely disregarding his life, the moves were extremely simple, and he waved his sword! Chop! Every time it is to play with the injury for injury!

However, with such a simple knife, it was forcing the mask man to swing his sword to resist, because he could not do as hard as Ashen, he was afraid of being injured!

"Ding--"

On the other side, Xiao Yihan just rushed into the crowd, and immediately flew one weapon with a sword, and then the long sword pierced straight through the throat of the man.

"Wind pole, strangle!"

As he drank low, the long sword in his hand immediately spun up like a huge white lotus. The white lotus, with an extremely strong sword, grew bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a round lotus with a diameter of ten meters. .

The sword shadow flashed, and only a moment later, a dozen martial kings immediately died under his sword! The flesh is vague, really like a meat grinder.

The other mask people shuddered, and the pace on their feet stopped, but no one dared to step forward.

Xiao Yihan's face did not change, his footsteps shook, but the whole person did not stay, and immediately passed through the siege. He didn't escape, but pointed directly at Murong Haocheng!

"Ok... so powerful!" Bai Yunfei's blood was boiling, and he wished to rush out to cheer and cheer. The whole person was extremely excited. "The prince of swordsman who wanted to kill that prince of **** is not a sword. It really is a silver hero! Strong, too strong!"

With longing in his eyes, he looked forward to being so heroic.

Su Yu sighed, Prince Cangwolf was not a fool. He knew all about Xiao Yihan's strength and heart, how could he stand there waiting to be killed? Absolutely have a back hand!

He was thinking in his heart, but the movements in his hand were more and more rapid, his eyes were fixed on the casserole, Soul Green Flame was beating, changing the fire constantly.

"Hahaha, Xiao Yihan, you really are the same as before. You know you can't escape!" Murong Haocheng stared calmly at the rapidly coming Xiao Yihan, without panic, but laughed.

"So-I'll kill you!" Xiao Yihan's words were extremely cold, and his style of action was extremely decisive. Since he couldn't escape, then kill! Kill Murong Haocheng, the dragons have no head, so there is still a ray of life!

"Unfortunately, even if I stand here, you can't kill me!" Murong Haocheng sneered.

As his voice just fell, a person wearing a silver mask emerged from behind him again. His palm was thin, and he straightly caught Xiao Yihan!

"Ding--"

The long sword collided on the thin palm, but there was a sound of metal collision. Even the long sword was bent!

"Oh, it is worthy of being one of the best geniuses in Dongzhou. At such a young age, he has already achieved such cultivation. It is also comparable to Wuzong with the strength of the Wuwang. Such talents, if they do not die, they must be a hero!" The master of the palm, the voice is extremely hoarse, like the sound of knocking the can, it makes people feel irritable.

"A shock!"

Behind Xiao Yihan, Wu Zong, who had mace in hand, hurried to his feet. Without a word, he jumped up and fell from the air. The mace in his hand shot straight at Xiao Yihan!

Xiao Yihan's expression moved. On the side of his body, the long sword in his hand turned, the entire sword changed its direction in his hand, and his wrist was cut directly towards Wu Zong's throat!

At this time, the man was falling from high altitude, how fast is it. From the outsider's perspective, it seemed that the man himself would hit the sword!

The man's pupil shrank sharply, and he had nowhere to borrow in the air. He could only force his body to the side, trying to minimize the damage, but the long sword was like a tarsal maggot, closely following his throat Moving, it seems that his life will be harvested in the next moment.

"Good boy! Great!"

The man with the thin palm snorted, and the palm directly grasped the long sword, twisting it abruptly The trajectory of the sword that was just changed, saved his life!

Rao is so, everyone's eyes are condensed, looking at Xiao Yihan, who is still calm, with a burst of coolness in his heart, with the strength of Wu Wang, a move, almost a second Wu Zong strong!

What a horrible swordsmanship, what a terrible sense of battle!

Fighting this kind of person, as long as there is a slight mistake, it is fatal!

"He is the leader of the younger generation of Dongzhou, you dare to be so careless, you are really looking for death!" The masked man with thin palms sneered at the man, and then said solemnly: "Don't distract us, let's do it together! Quick decision!"

(End of this chapter)

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