Dominating Sword Immortal

Chapter 427

Scabbard killing, human blood

"There is energy fluctuation in front, it is Murong who is fighting with others!"

Hundreds of miles away, Ye Chen’s speed suddenly increased, and he sensed the atmosphere of Murong’s city. (.Update

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Far away, Ye Chen saw the concave land, the concave land, the dwarf old man and the knife middle-aged teamed up to attack Murong Allure, both of them have the strength of the spirit-level peak, but the repair is still in the early days of Linghai, not Too much metamorphosis.

The destruction of the sword was pulled out, and Ye Chen cut out the sword and the sword was like a rainbow.

"Who!" The little old man responded quickly, blocking his sword, but the impact on the sword still made him go back dozens of steps and shake.

Hey!

A few flashes, leaf dust appeared next to Murong.

"Are you okay?" Seeing Murong's city was very hurt, and Ye Chen frowned.

Murong's face smiled and shook his head. "You are coming one step later, I have something." After that, a blood coughed out and dyed the clothes.

"Kid, die!"

Knife middle-aged hands hold the knife, heavy slashing, knife light to cover both of them, intend to one pot end.

The leaves are dusty and the two swords are slamming.

Snoring!

The huge light ball exploded, and the depth of the concave land reached several kilometers from several hundred meters, like a hemispherical deep pit, and the middle-aged enemy of the knife was not the sniper force of the leaf dust, and the whole person was flew out for a kilometer. Cut a hill to half.

"This kid is tricky." The little old man’s pupils shrink and he knows the strength of the middle-aged. Apart from some metamorphosis of the spirit-level power, almost no one is his opponent, and the middle-aged enlightenment is the soil. The artistic conception is known as the strength of the power, so that they can not hold the sniper of the leaf dust, showing the difficulty of leaf dust.

The knife flew back in the middle of the year, and his face was a little pale. He licked his lips, and his sullen eyes gazed at the leaf dust, which was dignified and killing.

The little old man said: "Knife, go all out."

Knife sneered in middle age, "Reassured, he can't hurt me!"

"You try to recover the injury first, they handed it to me." Ye Chen saw that Murong's injury was recovering at a very fast speed. This recovery speed is very abnormal, but I think there is a lot of secrets in Murong's own city. Normal.

Murong nodded and nodded. "Okay."

She knew that she did not restore her injury to a certain level. She went up and helped, and she was surprised to realize that Ye Chen’s strength was even better, and he was stronger than the martial arts tea party.

"Kid, you can't see enough."

The short old man breathed a sigh of relief, single-on-one, he did not overcome the grasp of Ye Chen, two to one, the difficulty was reduced several times, he was afraid that Murong will not care about the serious injury, and teamed up with Ye Chen, then, the ending is unpredictable. (our

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The leaf dust looks the same. "Try to know."

"on!"

There is no nonsense, the short old man and the knife in the middle of the middle, one left and one right attacked to the leaf dust, one to display the palm of the hand, one to apply the knife method, the cooperation is very tacit.

Dangdang!

Ye Chen is not afraid, holding the Lei Zejian in the left hand, destroying the sword in the right hand, and using the heart in two, to stand alone with one person.

"What, double sword flow!"

After a round of attack, the short old man saw that there was no way to get the leaf dust, and could not help but whisper.

Before the leaf dust double sword smashed the knife, he had some doubts, and now it is finally confirmed that Ye Chen is a rare double-sword swordsman, can be divided into two, more than enough.

The face is incomparably ugly, the short old man screams, his hands are like a ghost of fire, and he shoots eighteen palms. Each palm contains a strong fire, and fierce burst.

The middle-aged knives did not dare to neglect. The khaki heavy knife carried the sturdy shovel with the thick soil and the knife was deadly.

"broken!"

The tongue is thundering, the leaf dust pulls out, the sky thunder cuts and the reverse type. Tianlei cuts one left and one right, giving the impression that two leaves are overlapping, very weird and extremely shocking.

Hey!

The bursting sound of the gas has not stopped. The three people are separated from time to time, and they are shocked together from time to time.

"Give me down!"

The middle of the knife suddenly extended his left hand, a strong gravity enveloped the leaf dust, and dragged him down, the speed is fast.

"Gravity, according to the correct!" In the eyes flashed the stabbing cold light, Ye Chen gave up the double sword flow, the three swords are one, and the sword contains the destruction of the sword, which is exactly a complete circle.

The moon is now visible and the gravity is divided into two.

The middle-aged knives are stunned. "Even the gravity can be opened. Who can tell me what is going on, what is going on!"

"Idiot, who let you attack with gravity." The little old man made up his mind to kill the leaf dust. He didn't believe that the other side could support it. The use of heart is very consuming, and it is not twice as much. At least it is Several times, but when I saw the knife used in the middle-aged use of gravity attack, Ye Chen recovered the single sword flow from the double sword flow, and could not help but itch.

Knife is not impatient in middle age: "Who knows that he can cut off gravity, it is a metamorphosis."

"Forget it, don't mind to use it either. With a sword, he is not our opponent." The short old man does not want to have a disagreement with the knife in the middle age, and actively regress.

Holding the three swords together into one of the top swords, Ye Chen and a sword slashed, facing the short old man, the ninth style of the Qinglian sword method was endless.

"Not good, it is the martial arts of the 50% fire."

Although there are strong and weak esoteric martial arts, it is easy to distinguish before you realize the esoteric, especially when the 50% is on fire, it is approaching the time of the righteousness.

The speed of the sword is too fast, and it is getting faster and faster. It is impossible to dodge. The little old man has only to arrange the next layer of defensive cover in front of him.

puff!

The defensive hood is broken, and the shoulders of the short old man are bloody.

"roll!"

The attack of the middle-aged knife has arrived. The knife that is hundreds of meters long is like the collapse of the celestial jade column, and it slams into the head of Ye Chen.

bass!

Mars goes straight, and the leaf dust shields the sword.

"I want you to die!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the little old man can't take care of the sword wound on his shoulder, and his right hand is emptied of the emptiness. A giant flame hand will see the leaf dust.

Hey!

More Mars came out, and the leaves and dust of the arms, the long sword and the knife rubbed through, and immediately opened the flame giant, and smashed out from the gap.

It all happened in the electric light flint, and it was almost beyond the visual limit.

The knife smear a little faint, the middle of the knife changed, the erect became a cross, and the knife stalked behind Ye Chen, wanting to squat him.

boom!

Endless, the knife is broken.

Murong, who was blood-stained in clothes, swept up.

"Exhaust the soul!"

The left hand black ball blasts open and the fan-shaped black shock wave scatters.

"not good!"

The little old man and the knife smashed in the middle of the middle of the year. Although the black shock wave couldn’t help them, the mind would have a glimpse of it. Before they changed, they didn’t care, but now, there is a super difficult leaf dust. .

The short old man avoided the shock wave radiation, and the middle of the knife was broken due to the knives and sputum, and the reaction was slower.

When Ye Chen was rushing up in Murong's city, his mind was agile and he quickly approached the two. Therefore, the sluggishness of the middle-aged knives did not escape his induction, and the top sword was stabbed.

when!

At that time, it was too short. The middle-aged knife lifted the knife at a critical moment to block the attack. The right hand holding the knife broke, and the seven spurts were bloody.

"Reverse. Tianlei cut!"

In the eyes of others, Ye Chen’s swordsmanship is unpredictable. It’s not unreasonable. I saw his left hand holding the scabbard on his waist and slamming it up.

"Scabbard!"

Knife in the middle-aged face flashed an incredible look.

puff!

The scabbard was smashed in the middle of the chin at the knives, and the force was passed in.

"Knife!"

The little old man just avoided the black shock wave, and saw that Ye Chen hit the middle-aged chin with a scabbard, and then saw the vitality in the other's eyes disappear and fell straight from the air.

Biting the teeth, the little old man looked at the leaf dust and Murong's allure, and turned into a smoldering stream.

"Day magic field!"

Murong's right hand explored and shrank, the gravitational gravitational birth was born, and the body shape of the little old man was involved in the air. The true Yuan of the Murong's city was far from being a short old man. He could only reduce his speed a little, but this is enough. .

Turning around, Ye Chen pointed to the little old man, it was the lotus heart that recovered once in two quarters of an hour.

puff!

The heart of the little old man was broken down and he was immediately squatted.

Seeing that the little old man died, Murong fell into a sigh of relief, the time was too short, and her injury did not completely recover.

The long sword returned to the sheath, and the leaf dust swept over, frowning and sinking. "Mu Rong, are you a Mozu?"

I don't blame him for asking, when he was fighting with the young man and the middle-aged sword, he noticed that Murong was using the spar to recover the injury, and the spar was not a psionic stone, but it was a magic stone. Do not let him doubt.

Murong Allure seems to know that Ye Chen will ask, "You saw it!"

Ye dust nodded.

"If I said that I am not, do you believe it or not?"

Ye Chen thought for a moment, "It is necessary to believe."

"Thank you, I am not a person of the Mozu, but it has something to do with the Mozu." Murong said.

"Related to the Mozu?"

Ye Chen’s doubts are deeper. There is no information about the Mozu in the experience and information given to him by the War King, so he knows nothing about this.

Murong continued to say: "The Mozu is a race above the Terran. Just after the ancient times, there is no figure of the Mozu, but the Mozu has left a race with their blood. This race, I am where I am. Family, and I have the blood of this family."

Thinking of the low-key of Murong’s past, Ye Chen said: “If this matter is very big, don’t say it, I will understand.”

"In fact, it doesn't matter if you say it. Anyone who lives in the dead knows about my family, and half of them don't object to our existence on this continent. Of course, the other half want to put our family to death, just waiting for an opportunity. ”

Murong pours a self-deprecating smile. "My family is called the demonic family. All the people have the blood of the devil."

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