Chapter 231, draw a knife in the direction
Chapter 231, Draw the knife to each other
"Hmm!" The silver-haired old man's face turned cold, "Don't be shameless, hand over the best spiritual weapon, and I can spare your life. And the storage ring in your hand should also be handed over, otherwise you won't want to leave here.
"The tone is quite loud." Liu Yun smiled and said, "I don't have time to waste time with you. Either get out or die!"
The silver-haired old man suddenly frowned.
Hang!
Pull out the big knife on your back, holding it in one hand, and the tip of the knife pointed to Liuyun coldly; "It seems that you don't want to hand it in? Is it that you really want to die! Don't you see that there are two Mahayana masters on our side? And there are dozens of practitioners on our side.
"How dare you say that I'm looking for death?"
"Haha." Liu Yun laughed even more, as if he had heard a big joke, and then his face turned cold, and his eyes became cold, as if an eagle was staring at the silver-haired old man like a chicken, and said coldly, "You are the sixth joke I saw in the forbidden canyon!"
"What do you mean by that?" The silver-haired old man asked in a calm voice.
"I mean." The remnant snow sword appeared in Liuyun's hand and said in a cold voice, "I'm in the forbidden canyon, and five people have said the same thing to me. But in the end, they all turned into a joke. Do you understand what I mean?
In recent days, many masters have indeed wanted to rob Liuyun's treasures, but the consequences of these people have been killed by Liuyun. First, they force Liu Yun to hand over the treasures one by one, and the last one became the dead soul under the sword. With Liu Yun's character, although he will not bully those weak people, he will never show mercy when he encounters this kind of murder and treasure-grabbing thing.
"Very good!" The silver-haired old man's voice was cold: "You are such a young boy, and you are also a master of Mahayana. You are also a little arrogant to be able to become a talented genius. But today I want you to understand that you can be arrogant, but if you are too arrogant, it will also make you fall here.
"Go to hell!" The silver-haired old man suddenly shouted fiercely, and at the same time, the big knife in his hand was fiercely split!
Wo!
The knife light flashed like a "light", and then there was a harsh sound that broke through the air.
"You really want to be a joke." Liuyun's face changed, and the residual snow sword in his hand was drawn out. The sword body rushed over like a wave in the sea, and at the same time, the sound of breaking the air was like waves.
"Peng!"
The momentum spread away, and the objects around it collapsed. The lush trees nearby suddenly began to tilt. And the sand and stones on the ground are flying randomly. Just because the two Mahayana masters collide, the strength generated can have such power.
Step!
In this collision, Liuyun did not retreat, but stepped on the ground and rushed directly. The residual snow sword in his hand immediately changed from a wave to an arrow, with a fierce momentum, directly stabbing the silver-haired old man.
"Your swordsmanship is not bad, but it's a pity that you have to die today!" The silver-haired old man laughed, and his whole body did not retreat. The flowing cloud facing the attack was a fierce split.
Wow!
Liuyun tore the sky with a sword and has arrived in front of the silver-haired old man. The sword light came and followed with sharpness at the same time.
"Cangling--"
It seemed that they fought together again, and the two were actually equal, but at this time--
Won!
It sounded like cutting the glass with a knife.
An old man in black came with a big knife and sliced three times in a row. Suddenly, three consecutive sword gas flew away from the knife and cut into the sky. The knife was extremely sharp, and at the same time, when it tore the sky, and even broke through the air, the sharp roar was extremely harsh.
The waves are turned upside down!
Liuyun suddenly waved three swords at the old man in black.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Suddenly, the sound of three explosions sounded. As soon as these knives were about to get close, they were resisted by the sword waves of Liuyun. However, the place of the explosion was too close to Liuyun, and Liuyun's body also retreated uncontrollably. Suddenly, his clothes were messy and he was in the smoke and dust.
Looking at the rolling smoke and dust, the silver-haired old man's smile was evil: "Haha, what a pity. A promising Mahayana master may still be a rising star in the future, and he will die like this today, Gaga.
"You're happy too early!" A cold sound came from the smoke.
"Impossible!" The old man in black robe couldn't believe it. He absolutely believed in his knife spirit, and under the sneak attack, he exclaimed, "You are a master in the early stage of Mahayana. Both of us are both in the middle of Mahayana, and our strength is more than ten times higher than you. How can you not die?"
"I told you two a long time ago." Liu Yun stood in the smoke and dust, looking at the gradually dissipating dust, with cold eyes; "You two will become a joke, a big joke!"
This sentence has just been finished.
The indifferent Liuyun raised the corners of his mouth, showing a ferocious smile and suddenly kicked the ground.
"Boom!" With a sound, the ground cracked and stirred up a puff of smoke and dust. The whole person of Liuyun turned into a thunder and lightning. At the same time, the remnant snow sword in his hand was even more powerful. The cold breath escaped, instantly crossed several feet away and stabbed the old man in black robe, because he was a weak Mahayana mid-term master.
People are like thunder, and swords are like lightning.
A flash of sword light!
The old man in black robe's face changed greatly, but he found that the speed was rapid. Immediately under his feet, his body retreated at the same time. In the process of retreating, he did not forget to wave the big knife, and the elegant knife flashed, bringing a cold light.
Boom!
The strong momentum exploded, and the lush woodland appeared empty. A large pit of more than 100 meters appeared on the surrounding ground, and the nearby sand and rocks were swept up by the strong wind. Liu Yun's sword was blocked by the knife, but how could Liu Yun give up? Another extremely fierce swordsmanship.
Waves and swordsmanship!
The sword is like its name, the waves are like a shape, and the sword spirit is like a shadow.
Wang!!!
A head flew up, and blood surged like a spring. The sword wave swept over the old man in black robe, completely wrapping the surrounding space, as if he had fallen into a sword water. And the old man in black robe was like a boat in the sea, with no resistance at all. He was directly twisted by a sword, and his head suddenly rose to the sky.
This sword is gorgeous and beautiful, and makes people die!
"He has become a joke, and then it's your turn." Liuyun's eyes are like electricity, completely locking in the silver-haired old man. Then his right foot simply kicked the ground and killed the silver-haired old man directly. The whole process seems to be loosened again and again. First, he killed the old man in black, and then killed the old man in silver.
Brush! Brush! Brush!
Three swords were thrown out in a row, and the sword spirit suddenly attacked.
"Don't think you are proud of killing one. I have been in the middle of Mahayana for a long time, and the gap between us is more than ten times." The silver-haired old man couldn't help roaring; "Today, you are sure to die, and you dare to kill me, a Mahayana master of Tianling Sect!"
The silver-haired old man waved a big knife, and each one was extremely fierce and fierce. There was a piece of sand and stones around him, and the crumbling gravel flew out quickly, and he didn't know which direction to fly. The surrounding woods, even kilometers away, shot holes one by one, and the two fought in a group.
Dang! Dang!
One sword on the left and one sword on the right!
Liuyun's body keeps moving forward and oppressing the past. The silver-haired old man kept retreating and could not resist the fierce clouds at all. Obviously, the silver-haired old man is already at a disadvantage. In a stormy environment of whistling sand and stone. Liuyun's swords are endless like a torrent of rivers.
Bumbang......
The two sides are fighting together, and you come and go, killing is insoluble. However, the silver-haired old man can't escape from the swordsmanship range of Liuyun at all, because waves have gradually formed around him.
"It looks almost done!" Liu Yun's eyes glanced at the sword spirit around him.
Boom!
The more fierce momentum broke out, and suddenly the sword spirit rolled, like a torrential river, endless life, rolling and galloping!
Another sword goes directly to the head of the silver-haired old man. Suddenly, the frightened silver-haired old man resisted desperately, and the knife in his hand struggled to resist. After touching it, he quickly pulled it out, because the more he fought, the more weird he felt. Every time he put out a knife, just as he was about to approach Liuyun, he suddenly came from his side with swords, and those swords were extremely sharp. He hasn't killed Liuyun yet, and those swords can kill him.
The sword light flashes!
Liuyun is one sword after another, and the speed is extremely fast.
Fast as lightning, running like thunder.
Looking at the sword light flashing, the silver-haired old man's face was ugly, and he actually showed an iron blue color. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and his eyes began to turn red. At the same time, he pedaled to the ground and wanted to escape the pursuit of these sword lights. He doesn't care whether he can defeat him or not. Now he just wants to escape, escape from here far away, and never fight with this man.
"Puff!"
Only a crisp sound was heard, and the silver-haired old man just jumped up, and then his body cracked. At the same time, the middle-quality spiritual weapon in his hand, the big knife, was also broken. Those blades collapsed one after another and flew out in all directions. And a blood mouth appeared on the body of the silver-haired old man, which spread from his shoulder to his chest.
The wind suddenly stopped and the sand fell to the ground.
The forest suddenly calmed down, and the clouds felt excited. It seems that every cell in the whole body is active, trembling for this happy battle, cheering inside the body one by one.