Chapter 437 The Flying Sword

"No, it's underground, where to go!"

Boom!

A ten-foot-sized black tornado condensed and came to Liang Jing's position in an instant. The tornado seemed to explode. In a short moment, it actually rolled out a hole nearly a hundred feet deep... However, Liang Jing's figure was not found in it, and a fragment of Liang Jing's clothes was found in the pit.

"Look for it, look for it separately! He must be around here. In a group of two, his bones are seriously injured and broken. Even moving and running for life is a problem. It will never hurt you. Hu Yanbao picked up the fragments of the clothes and immediately roared excitedly.

After listening to Huyanbao's words, everyone did not move. Instead, they looked at the black sky with the flying spirit weapon feathers on the side. It was not until the dark sky nodded and nodded before they acted separately, showing that everyone was led by the black sky, which made the Huyan leopard more black face.

These people deserve to die.

"Yes!"

"Let's go, Liang Jing is dead."

"He was seriously injured and found a place by us. Can he still escape? It's impossible, unless he doesn't come out to breathe.

Shuh, coo...

In the shouting, a group of all kinds of birds and monsters appeared in the sky, among which there were no less than four qi and blood chasing soul mosquitoes. These were brought into the fog swamp to search for Liang Jing. Unlike in the past, now their group of people have the lowest innate level of combat effectiveness. It's nothing to bring these birds into the fog swamp, as long as they don't run far.

"Ha ha, I just wanted to attract your attention. Since you are so desperate to be distracted, you're welcome. Just try your strength after the ninth level."

At half a sound, Liang Jing saw Jingang Toutuo and another innate strong man of the Li family walking the bird this way, and said in his heart, it was you.

Liang Jing has been thinking about the remnants of the "residual" of the King Kong head for a long time. His divine martial arts [Powerful King Kong Palm], [King Kong's Not Bad Body], and [Powerful King Kong Leg] are also very good martial arts, and it's good to get that kind casually.

With the help of the dark forest bushes, Liang Jing used the skill [shadow hiding] that he had not used for a long time. He contracted and slowed down his exhalation. His whole body seemed to be a cheetah in the dark slowly approaching his prey, silently seeking a chance to kill with a blow.

Kill!

Close to five meters, Liang Jing's thick left hand held an ancient sword and killed the invulnerable body of King Kong.

He doesn't believe that there are really invulnerable things! He believes more in the sharp edge of the sword.

The ancient sword uses the last type of [Zhanfeng Sword], Yufeng. The four types of storm, strong wind, gentle wind and no wind are combined into one point.

"You--"

King Kong Toutuo was shocked, his whole body flashed with golden light, his legs suddenly turned golden yellow, and his body suddenly retreated. At the same time, their hands have become more than twice as thick and wide. They are solidified and hard as if they are made of fine steel, with a heavy texture, which makes people feel as if a golden mountain is pressed over. They can't breathe, and they dare not fight for fear of being crushed by destruction.

But it was too late. His golden palm didn't even have time to move a little to block the key point. He felt a sharp pain in the depths of his mind, and it was dark in an instant.

is a spiritual attack [** Light].

Peng!!

King Kongtou Tuo seemed to be hit by a heavy truck driving at high speed. His whole body flew backwards in the air and flew out behind him. A blood line on his neck was bleeding. The ancient sword was only one centimeter into the flesh. King Kong's not bad body really had its horror. Liang Jing's expression remained unchanged, and the magic level body method [Pengwang Body Method] followed closely. The ancient sword in his hand was just a few swords, killing in the same place.

"No--" King Kong Head had no time to resist and dodge. In a tight moment, he lost his mind. He had hit five swords in a row, and blood sprayed wildly on his neck. [Power King Kong Palm] wanted to resist, but the sword light was faster, like thunder and lightning, swinging.

It's another style, Yufeng!

Poo!

The head flew into the air, and the face was full of panic and roars. The headless corpse and blood gushed. King Kong Toutuo, three sets of Vajra martial arts strength, are comparable to the death of the innate strong man... From beginning to end, he was sneaked to be killed, and almost had no resistance at all, and only had time to say two words.

Wow! Whoo...

The steel ball burst, and the gray feather eagle singing in the air could not dodge in the face of multiple steel balls, and suddenly fell to death.

"Ah!"

The white-haired warrior on one side shouted in horror. Just now, he was also attacked by a spiritual attack. Unexpectedly, the King Kongtou Tuo, who had a knife and a gun in an instant, was killed... Damn it, didn't it say that Liang Jing had been seriously injured and his bones were broken? Are you powerless to resist? Why is it so powerful?

They know that Liang Jing's injury has stabilized, and the bones can almost recover in half an hour, but those heterogeneous true energy is difficult to deal with.

Pack up, pick up the secret book revealed by King Kong's Head, and his eyes lit up. At the moment, he ignored the martial artist next to him, patted his hands and learned!

"Green best martial arts [Power King Kong Palm], good, good!" Liang Jing suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed. He looked at this white-haired long-bearded warrior who was still in a daze and a little slow to react.

"No, don't kill me! Don't kill me."

Looking at Liang Jing looking at him, the old man-like martial artist actually had no courage to resist at all. He began to beg for mercy. At that moment, Liang Jing was made to cry and laugh.

In fact, this person is not afraid to escape. He heard that Liang Jing killed the congenital strongman one after another, and also violently beat Hu Yanbao, a spiritual strongman. Now he killed King Kongtou in front of him in an instant. He didn't have the courage to escape at all.

Unfortunately, he did not know that Liang Jing had a calm mind when fighting, and his combat experience was also extremely rich from the lives of millions of creatures. Often when fighting, it is more about looking for the enemy's weaknesses, giving full play to their strengths, and looking for fighters, so that they can have the record of killing the innate strong now.

Real strength, real fighting, Liang Jing is not too strong.

"It seems that this prestige is a little big." Liang Jing nodded.

He knows that the spiritual strongman has hundreds of years of longevity in these people's hearts, and the spiritual strongman is almost a person among the immortals. He beat Yanbao in front of so many people, and killed so many people in a row. With so many innate strong men, he naturally made people feel horrible and famous.

"You can do it without killing, but you have to show your value. Relax, relax, don't be so nervous. Liang Jing slowly came over, and the ancient sword in his hand was put away by him. He waved his hand with an empty hand, indicating that he was harmless.

"Yes, yes, don't kill me. I can still live for a hundred years. I don't want to die. You let me do anything--ah!" When the long-bearded warrior saw Liang Jing with a weapon, he was relieved. He said that Liang Jing would not kill him. He killed him with Liang Jing's strength and confused himself with such gentleness.

However, Liang Jing's left hand, which was the size of a grinding disc, turned into the size of a wheel, shining gold, patting him on the head with a dignified, thick and hard huge power.' With a bang, the martial artist was black in front of his eyes, and his body lost consciousness in an instant. The sound of his bones was broken. He had no time to resist at all. He was slapped to the ground three or two times. His physical strength was too poor, and the loss of his congenital qi protection was too far from that of King Kongtou.

"What's the use of not killing you?" With a sneer, Liang Jing quickly picked up and learned the secret book of martial arts and swordsmanship, and did not let go of the body. This is the innate level.

"The boy is looking for death!"

At this time, a muffled thunderous sound exploded in Liang Jing's mind. He only felt a little dark and drowsy. Then he saw that the black figure had come out from a distance, accompanied by a shout, and a black spiritual light wrapped in gray smoke came.

Liang Jing, who was originally shocked and drowsy, was instantly hit by a fatal threat, which stimulated the whole person to turn sideways with a strange cry and want to escape for his life.

Wo!——

The black spiritual light followed it and chased it under the ground. Even if there was a dirt barrier, the speed was not slow. With a cold and piercing breath, the gray smoke was actually a ghost head, shouting silently, with endless resentment and hatred to kill all life.

"It's not good! This is a flying sword. This flying sword is strange.

Liang Jing just celebrated that [Beast Perception] saved his life, but his face changed a lot. The black spiritual light was actually a black flying sword. The silent shouting of the ghost heads made him in a trance and his reaction became slow. As soon as he bit the tip of his tongue, the painful stimulation made him wake up. He activated the guardian of all beasts in his hand. Reel, put on the shield.

Unfortunately, the equipment skills have been used once today.

"[Gnetism Control] Give me weight!"

Liang Jing drank gently and pointed to the flying sword of the black aura, and several times the gravity was suddenly generated, but the aura only slowed down and still hit quickly. However, this slowed down and gave Liang Jing a breath. In the blink of an eye, a large piece of metal suddenly appeared in the ground, blocking the black flying sword.

Won!

But it's useless. The [short knife] metal block with a diameter of two meters was actually chopped and pierced like tofu, and it was just slowed down. Liang Jing's eyes widened, so sharp! However, he did not pause in his hand. He took this opportunity to replace his shield with a gold-level weapon, King Kong Blood, and greeted the flying sword.

King Kong Xue Ge is the strongest and toughest, and it can increase the strength and physique. It also has a 10% critical strike armor-breaking effect, which is just right.

Liang Jing's body was shocked and he couldn't help spitting out blood. Looking at the diamond blood that was damaged again, he was secretly relieved and finally blocked the flying sword...

At the same time, I have a certain understanding of this flying sword. Although it is sharp and sharp, the power of attack is not very strong. Although it can kill monsters like cutting tofu, as long as there are tough objects to resist it, it won't be too big.

At least it's like this for Liang Jing, who is afraid of brute force. Didn't you see that he just spit out a mouthful of blood?

Well, it is difficult to block the flying sword in fast movement.

... Generally speaking, this flying sword is extremely sharp and sharp, and its speed is like electricity. It can also affect people's minds, but its strength is not very strong.

"Drink!"

A look of madness flashed in Liang Jing's eyes. Now when he fights back, he can't fight back at a loss. He was chased and killed by people who were seriously disabled all the way. He took a breath and almost died just now. If he didn't vent it, he would be uncomfortable to die.

Liang Jing's huge golden hand grabbed the black flying sword, and suddenly trembled violently. In an instant, his white eyes rose up, as if sulfuric acid corrosion.

"I didn't know enough to block the blow of the flying sword. I still want to grab my spiritual weapon, the flying sword. There is a way to heaven. If you don't go, there is no way to hell to break in and die!" The dark sky on the ground sneered sarcastically. In a murmur, he kept changing tricks in his hand, and then shouted - 'Ill!'

Hum!