Chapter 43 Martial Arts Swallowing Blood

The knife light splits down the surface, and the air in the four fields bursts, rolling like waves.

The thin man's cheeks rose in the air, and the light and shadow floated behind him. Fifteen real dragons roared and roared. The long and long and dark knife body was like the light of ink, like a snake letter in the mouth of a python. The dark light was extremely sharp, but it tore the powder that tore the air within a meter between the trembling. Broken.

This is a real "Jingwei"-level master. He is full of strength and open-minded. He can absorb the power of heaven and earth for his own use. With one move, the soul soldiers are full of swallowing qi. This qi is half a meter long, which is the sharpest thing between heaven and earth. When a knife falls, even a piece of iron and stone can be easily cut into two. .

The cat Xiaojiu's move is powerful. The light bursts in his eyes, and his eyes stand up a line, like a beast's pupil. His clothes are flying all over his body, like a strong wind. A green blade protruding out of the sleeves. The electric light rises straight up, and the airflow on the top of his head bursts. The eleven real dragon lights and shadows shine like giant beasts out their claw scales. .

"Boom............"

Swords and swords intersect, but in one blow, a sad wind selection burst out. Within a radius of ten meters, the real gas burst, and a circle of invisible storm spread with the two people as the center.

"Well, a half-toned female also wants to be male?"

In mid-air, the thin man's dark and long knife was cut down. His whole body was suspended in mid-air, and the strength of his body was pressed on the green sword under him.

There is a gap between the swords, a hair-like gap, in which countless true qi clashes, smashes and bursts.

Cat Jiuye is struggling to support. The other party's knife is too heavy and heavy. The power of fifteen true dragons can defeat all changes just by relying on the absolute advantage of power, so that she doesn't even have room to fight back. The lack of heart kendo is unparalleled in exquisiteness, but under the strong chopping of the other party, a trace of change can't be used.

Every time the thin man smiles ferociously, the knife is more powerful. After several times of laughter, half of the body below the waist of the cat's ninth master has fallen under the ground. The blue stone paved ground is as soft as tofu. Under the true spirit, these idle stones can only be as fragile as tofu.

"The little girl has robbed me of my 'cut off the door' business several times. I have wanted to split you for a long time. Humph, but Ma San always protects you. After coming and going, there is nothing I can do about it. Today, you are presumptuous again. Ma San is far away from the city. I see who can protect you!"

The thin man smiled gallly, the knife in his palm sank again, and his body was as heavy as a mountain in an instant.

The green sword in the palm of Master Cat Jiu couldn't stand such pressure, and unexpectedly let out a crisp shock and broke it.

"Well, there is no soul weapon. What a poor ghost! Pick me up with a knife, and the knife will crack in all directions.

The thin man smiled and waved his knife body. A black leopard light and shadow appeared on the dark blade. The leopard fell to the ground, and his limbs trembled. He rushed to the ninth master like an arrow. Around the black panther's light and shadow were four arms with the thickness of the knife.

Black Shadow Leopard, 81 fierce beasts ranked 79th, the strength of the "Heavenly Soldier" level.

The knife light is like a twisted snake, which suddenly swallows up the light in front of the cat Jiu Ye.

At this moment, Cat Jiuye's eyes actually sinked and closed, and his body was suspended and blurred like a phantom, and two split-like characters were separated. For a moment, the thin man had no way to figure it out.

"Heart-soul split method? How dare you become a soul split of the 'soul sword'?

The slender man was shocked, and the knife was stagnant. For a moment, he didn't know which one to split.

"Chen Liu, you are really worthless. It's just two splits. I'll wait for Grandpa to solve one for you."

There was an obscene laugh behind him, followed by a cold knife. Master Cat Jiu secretly said that his body was not good, and his body was suddenly locked by the cold knife, which was difficult to get rid of.

"It's not good. It's shameless to hit two and one."

The ninth master's forehead was in a cold sweat. At the critical moment of life and death, she didn't even have the time to curse. She was thinking about how to get out of trouble. For a moment, her body changed in the direction of water waves within a radius of ten meters. However, the strength of these two was far more than her, especially the knife spirit of the fat man behind her, like a maggot with bones. Generally speaking, it can't be thrown away.

Several struggles, and the knife light has been cut off. In an instant, the ninth master was also in despair and closed his eyes helplessly.

At this moment, a yellow glow suddenly flashed out, and the fat man's cold knife gas hit one place, roaring, like porcelain falling to the ground.

Cat Jiuye was saved by this yellow balm, and the "heart-soul split" played a role, and the blur flashed again, avoiding the head of the thin Chen Liu.

"Hmm?"

The fat man on the stone bridge frowned slightly and turned his head. He only saw that the beautiful young man who was afraid of blackness was repeatedly looking at the yellow hook in his hand. He couldn't help shaking his head and tilting his ears, as if he was not satisfied with the material of the soul weapon in his hand, and it seemed to be not very convenient.

The fat man's eyes narrowed, and his narrow eyes looked like a gap at this moment.

"Wow, I didn't expect that the ninth master hired a good martial arts forger, a three-grade soul weapon? Yes, it's a pity that the strength is a little weak. What do you call it? The fat man came over with a smile and saluted: "What you forge is excellent. Why don't you go back to 'cut off the door' with us and double the treatment?"

Wu Pengwei smiled and said, "It's not good."

The fat man's face sank and he still asked with a smile, "Why? It's not a wise choice to follow this little girl.

Wu Pengwei waved the hook in his hand and said coldly, "It's none of your business!"

After saying that, take a step forward and cut down with a hook.

How could the fat man be afraid of him? He shouted loudly, broke the ground with his foot, and his body was short. His whole body was like a low flying arrow, flashing in front of Wu Pengwei in an instant. He cut his face with a knife, and was quickly silent.

But at this time, the other party's face was not afraid, but a funny smile.

"Soul-eating flag, swallow him for me!"

Wu Pengwei's empty left hand suddenly flicked, and four black light stood in the fat man's east, west, north and south. In an instant, a gloomy wind swept by, and a chaotic light suddenly wrapped the fat man's whole body, and the knife gas was also swallowed up.

"What? Is it the soul-eating flag? The unique soul-eating flag of the third grade?"

The thin man's eyes shrank and were extremely shocked, but at this time, Wu Pengwei turned his head again and looked at him with a smile, and there was an extra purple-black rune token in his hand.

"War puppet charm?"

The thin man knew that it was not good, but at this time, four tall and burly human figures wrapped it like the wind. Four people, holding four different weapons, staring at the thin man, his whole body surged vigorously, faintly trapped, and surrounded the thin man.

"'Guard'-level war couple! ..." The thin man moaned, and his eyebrows were full of regret.

In the realm of thinness, four "guard-level" war puppets, one may be able to deal with it, two barely compete, and three can only run. As for four, they will definitely die.

He immediately wanted to run. Wu Pengwei could not get his wish. When his mind moved, the four "guardian" warmates suddenly moved with wind and thunder, and attacked the thin man in a storm.

The thin man was shocked and shouted, "I'll fight with you!"

Unfortunately, even if he urged the soul weapon, a black shadow leopard virtual shadow appeared again, and the blade suddenly cut off the weapon in the hands of a "wei"-level war couple. Unfortunately, the other party had four "wei"-level war puppets, and the other three weapons were wrapped, and the thin man's arms were immediately cut off.

"Swallowing blood is big. Law"

At this time, Wu Pengwei leaped and came, slapping in the air, smashing the thin man's spiritual cover, and then a big sleeve roll. The thin man's body suddenly burst open. Wu Pengwei opened his mouth and swallowed it, and the essence of qi and blood between flesh and blood was all into his body.

Chen Liu, a thin man, is a master of the "Jingwei" level. This essence of qi and blood is swallowed up by Wu Pengwei. Although it has not been digested, his whole body is like a tide, like a river rushing. In an instant, his whole body is indescribably comfortable.

There was a burst of airflow disorder in the void above the head, and the dragon-shaped light condensed one after another, and finally formed nine real dragon lights and shadows.

There are nine, which is only one-tenth of the essence of qi and blood that digests the thin man.

At this time, the fat man wrapped in chaotic light and fog suddenly let out a sad roar, and a thunderlight flashed in the fog. The fat man flew out like a dilapid sack and fell to the ground heavily.

The "fake" of the mythical beast almost made his qi and blood collapse and die.

"Kid, it's vicious. Fortunately, I have a 'thunderdrop' that has been treasured for a hundred years. Otherwise, I will really be plotted by you."

The fat man glanced around again and saw no trace of the thin man Chen Liu. He saw the four burly "wei"-level war dolls, and immediately thought that the other party had run away.

"Dog, mother, and raised Chen Liu actually ran away. What a coke." The fat man took a bite and got up from the ground. He shook the long knife in his hand and looked more fierce than ever before.

"Kid, you'd better not mess with me, or you won't let you go."

The fat man smiled ferociously, and the light air flowed on the dark blade in his hand, swallowing like a light.

Wu Pengwei looked up and laughed: "Don't mess with you. You are really a fool. Don't you know that there is a saying of killing people?"

Wu Pengwei roared up and flew to the sky, holding the three-grade arc hook in his hand and chopped down.

This arc hook is a three-grade soul weapon obtained from killing Yin Wujiu in the past. Among them, the soul of a three-tailed fox is also a sharp weapon for killing people.

But the fat man didn't care at all. His fingers touched the long and narrow knife, and the ink was gone, revealing snow-white.

Between the snow and white, there is a red snake shadow flowing like mercury.

"Be careful, this fat man is treacherous. That's the third-grade soul weapon 'Red Snake Blade', which is incompetent." The cat Xiaojiu beside him changed his face and reminded him.

"It's late, boy. Grandpa will send you to the west!" The fat man smiled grimly and jumped up. The snow-white blade in his palm turned into a red and blood-red python. After the python, there were fourteen real dragon lights and shadows.

The knife spirit was overwhelming for a moment, but at this time, Wu Pengwei smiled strangely.

The fat man's heart sank for no reason. He was a cunning man, and he knew it was not good at sight of this smile.

But Wu Pengwei, who was in mid-air, had already moved his palm, and the yellow arc hook turned into a simple blue-purple arc hook.

On the blue and purple blade, a yellow lion roaring in the air flew out, wrapped in thunder.

"Flying-winged Thunder Lion..." The fat man was shocked. Before he could scream before he could scream, his body's qi and blood were paralyzed by the thunder.

The curved blue and purple arc hook fell from the sky, with the power of wind and thunder, it abruptly suppressed his snow-white blade, and abruptly split the fat man into two with the back of the knife.

A ton of blood exploded, but the essence of qi and blood was swallowed up by Wu Pengwei.

(Moving, no broadband, it will take a few days to install it. I'm very anxious. I rush to upload it to the tea bar on the street every day. It's depressing)