Chapter 113 Outstanding Dugu Nine Swords

Chapter 113, the outstanding Dugu Nine Swords (middle)

A drop of bright red blood fell to the ground.

"...Husn up and recover the wound!" Han Bingruo frowned and shouted quickly.

"You don't need to say, cough~" Zhuo Busun's face turned pale with pain, and he hurried to repair the wound. However, he coughed up a mouthful of blood because he spoke in a hurry.

"I'll do it." Suster said faintly, and then waved his hand, a green light ball flew over, and the outstanding wound closed the scab in an instant, and then fell off.

"For good, it's not a big deal. Do you want to fight again?" Han Bingruo, who saw that there was nothing wrong with Zhuo Buchun, was relieved and asked.

Zhuo Butun took off the robe of his coat, threw it aside, then dried the blood on it, waved his sword and said, "Of course, I was careless and lost two moves just now. This time, I must be serious. Please be careful."

"Bing Ruo, be careful, he won't be careless this time. Pay attention to the strength of the attack, don't use too much force, and be sure to increase the attack speed. Shust felt the actual change and said.

"I know it very well! So... I won't lose as ugly as Wushuang's sister!" Han Bingruo nodded and suddenly rushed forward with a sono explosion. He had rushed to Zhuo Buchun and waved the sickle in his hand fiercely.

"Breaking knife style!" Zhuo Buchun danced the long sword in his hand with both hands, and then the man jumped up. The sword was inserted into the ground and bounced with strength. The man turned over in the air and jumped towards Han Bingruo. It seems to be getting closer.

"Drink!" If Han Bing can let Zhuo Buchun enter the attack range, he will immediately cut it into a pick, and directly take Zhuo Buchun to block it.

"Sss~~" When Suster saw this, he only felt a cold body and a sense of fear.

Zhuo Butqun also scolded in his heart when he saw the situation. After all, Han Bingruo made a very normal move. For him, this is definitely the strongest killing move. Can this not be saved?

Point the long sword in his hand, point it on the sickle of the battle sickle, hit it with force, dodged the attack, and then kicked Han Bingruo.

If Han Bing failed because of the attack, she still needed a turn to dance the battle sickle, but she had been close to Zhuo Butun, and there was no way to defend and dodge.

"Papa~" Zhuo butun kicked Han Bingruo's right hand and directly asked her to let go. Then the tip of the sword pointed to Han Bingruo and said, "I'm giving up."

"I lost..." Han Bingruo looked at the sickle catched by Suster and was a little depressed. After all, this was her first battle with the blood demon (killing knife name). When she lost, she was naturally a little unhappy.

"Allah, Allah, Zhuo Jianzhu has used the sword for hundreds of years, and of course, he is better than you, a little girl who has just used a sickle. The first two moves are just that they are not familiar with your strange weapon. Otherwise, he may not give you a chance. Shuster stepped forward and touched Han Bingruo's little head, and then smiled.

"Your Excellency, Madam Zun's strength is infinite. If it hadn't been for Zhuo's full combat experience, he would have been cut in half in the first round." Zhuo Buchun stepped forward and said to Han Bingruo.

"Ha ha, you are really good at talking. No wonder Wu Shuang's sister can calm down. Forget it! Anyway, I'm not angry." Han Bingruo was also a little happy when she was said a few words by Zhuo Buchun, but she was not angry, but she was depressed. Now that I saw it, I said something and returned to the team of several women.

"Alla, is the ice at a loss? Do you want me to avenge you, sister? Lolita waited for Han Bingruo to come in front of her, squatted down and helped Han Bingruo tidy up her clothes, laughing.

"Cut, speaking of which, Sister Lolita asked when she saw that his swordsmanship was interesting. You are as belligerent as Wushuang's sister, I know that. Han Bingruo pouted and said knowingly.

"Hehe, there are both. If you win, of course I'm not interested, but since Bingruo's sister lost, then I will naturally help you get justice. But... Holy Night, you go." Lolita smiled, then stood up and looked at Zhuo Buchun, and then looked at the holy night that was pulling Ye Xueyao and said.

"Huh? Got it. Since it's your wife's request." The Holy Night was stunned when he heard the words, and then handed over Ye Xueyao to Ye Wushuang and bowed to Lolita.

"Hello? Sister Lolita! The holy night is mine!" Ye Xueyao protested. Why was her exclusive maid called by others? Ye Xueyao launched a staring attack on Lolita, as if she wanted to make Lolita feel guilty.

Lolita ignored Ye Xueyao's sight attack and said, "Brother, give her your knife."

"Alas, are you serious? Holy Night, okay?" Stur was stunned when he heard the words, and then the group looked at Lolita (nodding), and then looked at the Holy Night.

"I'll try my best." The Holy Night said without much emotional fluctuation, and then looked at Soust.

"Tut-tut~ They are all belligerent lords. I came to play, but my hands were itchy. Oh, go on!" Shuster felt the fighting spirit from the holy night, shook his head helplessly, and then took the blood to dance the moon and threw it at the holy night.

If the bound law weapon is not used by the owner, it will not exert its law power at all. In the hand of the holy night, it is at most a strong knife.

When the holy night got the blood dance moon of Seust, the whole person's momentum changed. The breath that was originally rejected thousands of miles away like the hedgehog disappeared, and there was a bloodthirsty hunter's breath.

"I don't know any martial arts. I can only do some killing skills. Please be careful." The holy night made an explosive bow step, and then changed the blood dance moon in his hand to a knife in his hand.

"...I know, come on." Hearing this, Zhuo Buqun frowned, and then made a retreating posture and said.

"...drink!" The holy night made a action of Juhe chopping. With a soft drink, the Holy Night stepped on a small pit on the ground and then disappeared to the ground.

"Ding~~!" Zhuo Buchun didn't think that there would be such a powerful outbreak in the holy night. Twenty meters is only 0.01 seconds for her. If it weren't for the wind detector, Zhuo Fuqun would never be able to find the attack point of the Holy Night. However, he did block the attack of the blood dance moon. Half of the broken sword was used, and he was attacked for the second time.

"Bang~~" A white palm was fiercely imprinted on his chest.

"Stepping, stepping~~" In the middle of Zhuo's broken sword, he was slapped by the holy night, and his footsteps touched the ground dozens of times, which stabilized his body.

"Wouch~~Good skills!" Zhuo Buchun was about to spit out a mouthful of blood, but he swallowed it back abruptly. Then he supported the ground with his sword and praised it.

"Do you still want to play?" Standing 30 meters away, the holy night took back the high-five, and then asked.

"I didn't expect you to think of this way. Since I can only use one sword at a time, should I use two different attacks? Ha ha, I didn't expect that someone Zhuo could encounter this kind of attack. It's really incredible. Zhuo Buchun suppressed the internal injury, and then pulled out the sword in his hand and stood up and said, "Come again. This time, let's see Zhuo break your move!"

"... I can turn into four attack methods at the same time. Can you break it?" The holy night asked doubtfully.

"Hehe~" Zhuo didn't laugh and didn't say anything.

"..." The holy night was silent, and then he made the action of Juhe Zhan again.

'Guimei tends to be unpresumptuous, unpretently to be the same person, and the same person tends to be big. A to C, C to G, G to Gui. The friendship of Zi Chou, the friendship of Chen Si, and the friendship of noon. The wind and thunder have changed, the mountains have changed, and the water and fire have changed. The universe is excited, the shock is exciting, and the universe is excited. Three increases into five, five increases into nine... (a total of more than 3,000 words) Zhuo Busun closed his eyes and meditated on the decision of Dugu Nine Swords in his heart.

"This powerful momentum... It's not energy. He doesn't borrow any energy at all. Then why is there energy attached to the sword?" Suster's eyes widened, because it was incredible. Zhuo Buchun did not use any ability, but the air around him was slightly distorted. His body just exudes a kind of 'potent', giving people a sense of chaos.

This momentum shocked everyone present. The other doorkeepers present thought that they did not use energy and absolutely could not create their own 'potential', and it was still such a big 'potential'.

Zhuo Butqun ignored the people present and just stood there for himself. And the sword in his hand is shining, with a blue light.

'You can't let him continue to accumulate this momentum. Hurry up and interrupt him.' This is the only idea of the Holy Night now, and she has also taken action for it.

At the moment of the Holy Night action, Zhuo Fuqun also moved. The sword in his hand danced beside him, and with each sword, the air was cut open. As the number of sword dances in his hand increases, the air around him has also turned into a turbulence.

"How can it be? This artistic conception of using a sword can leave traces with bare hands!" The Holy Night put the blood dance moon on his chest, hit the shadow of the two swords, and then frowned and said, "I can't get close to you at all."

"General decision, start!" After swinging the sword 360 times, Zhuo Buchun's eyes opened, and the whole momentum condensed. The blue light on the sword in his hand completely submerged the sword body. Zhuo Buchun aimed at the holy night and used a white rainbow through the sun.

' Totally... can't avoid it. The momentum has reached the eighth level! At the same level as me, the moves can be compared to this extent. This person is definitely a genius.' Ye Wushuang's eyes widened. An ordinary move, but with the momentum of thousands of troops, it seemed to be a sword, but in fact it was also a sword. However, in the eyes of the Holy Night, it is thousands of swords, and there is no way out except for useless retreat. If you use a move, you can't get it.

"I... lost!" The holy night gave up all defenses and muttered.

"Holy Night, if you lose, you will lose. Why are you all like this? I'm not sure to beat him in the head-on test. It's not right to underestimate yourself." A white finger pointed on the tip of the sword, and its owner said in a helpless tone to the holy night.