11 Killing

Attacked by the man's flying sword, the wind and fire cheetah also stopped. Xiao Chen looked at the man and saw that the man was about 30 years old, wearing a bloody gown, a white-faced scholar, and a dignified appearance, but there was a strong evil spirit between his eyebrows. There seemed to be a blood wave rolling in his eyes. At first glance, he killed countless people. People.

"Who are you?" Xiao Chen asked that he did not know this man. How could he release a flying sword to kill him for no reason was puzzling.

"I'm a murderer, specializing in killing living people." The man slowly came five steps away from Xiao Chen, and the flying sword that had just killed Xiao Chen appeared in the palm of his hand again, braveling the cold light.

When Xiao Chen heard this, she sneered. The man's cultivation was very high, but it was not so high that Xiao Chen needed to escape from the wind. Ye Meteor had told Xiao Chen about the man's cultivation, spiritual sense, and he was also a non-war martial artist.

To be honest, Xiao Chen, a powerful figure, is not afraid, but stimulates Xiao Chen's fighting spirit. The ordinary warrior with eight senses of spirituality is also very strong, and his strength is close to 50,000 catties, which is much stronger than Xiao Chen's strength.

But now Xiao Chen also has a spiritual weapon. Although his strength is much worse, it is not enough to scare Xiao Chen. His blood is displayed, and his power is also ridiculous, not less than 50,000 catties.

"It can block my flying sword. It seems that you also have a spiritual weapon, but you underestimate your strength, but you are still going to die today." The voice of the man in blood is cold, like a fierce ghost who specializes in harvesting human lives.

"You underestimated too much." Xiao Chen sneered, patted the long back of the wind and fire cheetah, stepped on the ladder and clouds, and fog suddenly appeared, pulling out a cloud and fog, and shooting out in an instant. At the same time, Xiao Chen took out the 'Eight-way Sky', and the thunder and fire Zhenyuan hit into it, making the 'Eight-way Sky' burst out a long thunder and fire sword light.

The sky is burning, thundering, tearing nothingness, and killing it out, like aurora, in an instant, it came to the front of the red man, rushing out with cloud swordsmanship, a sword through the clouds, shooting straight at the eyebrows of the man in blood.

"Hmm!" The man in blood snorted coldly, and as soon as his five fingers opened, the flying sword in his hand suddenly rotated rapidly, and then waved his arm. The flying sword pierced out like an arm's finger, like a cold silver snow light, killing Xiao Chen.

! ! !

In an instant, the compact and fierce sound of gold and iron burst out. Xiao Chen's flying sword was not a flying sword, but a sword spirit, which was stimulated from the 'Eight Heavens of Heaven'.

This sword spirit is like substance. It was hit and evolved eight sword spirits. Every sword waved by Xiao Chen contained eight sword spirits. The sword was cut and torn, and the sword was swinging in all directions, and its power increased several times. The continuous collision with the flying sword of the man in blood showed that it did not fall behind at all, and the fire flashed.

In particular, Xiao Chen's Zhenyuan contains the power of thunder, which directly makes his sword gas contain lightning attributes. Every time he collides with the blood-clad man's flying sword, it makes the other party's spiritual weapon flying sword thunder and lightning, directly hitting the formation inside the spiritual weapon flying sword, making the flying sword unable to work.

Through the clouds, rushing to the clouds, turning over the clouds, breaking the clouds, opening the clouds, flirting with the clouds, cutting the clouds, flying clouds, Xiao Chen unfolds the eight-style sword method of rushing to the clouds, the clouds are stirring, the thunder and fire surges wildly, the sword swings in all directions, and is powerful and violent.

The swordsmanship of Izumo Jianzong has always been a light and speedy route, but it was completely beaten by Xiao Chen on a violent, domineering and violent route. The eight-style style is like a sea of anger overturning dragons, and like a thunder god coming out of the clouds, lightning and thunder, and stormy waves.

In eight rounds, the man did not get the slightest upper hand. Instead, he was cut off by Xiao Chen's sword spirit and slowly fell down.

Receiving the sword and returning, Xiao Chen stood proudly, holding the 'Eight Heavens'. The sword was restrained and said with a sneer, "Who in the Kutsuyun Sword Sect asked you to kill me?"

In this fight, Xiao Chen has known the strength of the other party. If he does not have the spiritual weapon of 'Eight Heaven', he must be killed by this person, indicating that someone who knows his strength buys the murderer to kill him, and Xiao Chen suspects that he is from the Izumo Jianzong, and only the people of the Izumo Jianzong knows his strength.

And when he left Izumo Jianzong, there was no spiritual weapon. The budget of the person who bought the murderer was wrong. In the budget of the person who bought the murderer, this person could kill him, but he did not expect that he had a spiritual weapon.

Hearing this, the man in blood was stunned. He didn't expect Xiao Chen to think that it was the people of the Izumo Sword Sect who would come to kill him so soon. However, then the man sneered, like a bloodthirsty demon, with no emotion in his cold eyes and extreme indifference.

"Since you guessed it, you are going to die." The man in blood said, "Your strength is a little beyond my expectation, but you are still going to die..."

The words of the man in blood had not yet sounded, and the soles of his feet suddenly stepped on the ground and burst out with a flying sword. Like a low-flying swallow, flying on the ground and pulling up a dusty dragon, the flying sword was not released, but in a close handshake, the cold light flashed, the real element poured into the spiritual sword, and the sharp sword light broke out, and a sword was stabbed, straight Straight to and from.

This sword was bland. Xiao Chen frowned, but did not dare to underestimate the enemy at all. Leihuo Zhenyuan ran again. The sword spirit of the 'Eight Heaven' spewed out. Xiao Chen's sword split out, and the sword swayed in all directions. Eight swords were visible to the naked eyes evolved eight flying swords, piercing out and interspersed.

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In an instant, the sound of dense gold and iron impact burst out. The man in blood held a spiritual sword, stirred the wind and clouds, and danced like a shower. With the great power of 50,000 catties, he broke through the sword in all directions. Thunder, the fire flashed, and there was a gap and went straight to Xiao Chen to kill.

"Oh!"

Xiao Chen shouted violently and suddenly exerted his strength. Zhenyuan surged wildly and suddenly broke into the 'eight heavens'. The sky fire and thunder and lightning suddenly broke out, making Xiao Chen's sword spirit turn purple and blue, and the thunder and fire were intertwined.

At the same time, under Xiao Chen's control, the eight flying swords were divided into eight, hovering beside Xiao Chen, turning into eight flying swords, guarding Xiao Chen's body, and spinning rapidly. Thunder snakes coiled on the flying sword, and the sky fire burned on the flying sword.

At this moment, Xiao Chen directly urged the 'Eight-way Sky' to the extreme. The eight flying swords rotated rapidly around the body. While guarding Xiao Chen, it also exploded and debuted the sword spirit, shooting through the air, like a pear blossom rainstorm, shooting all over the sky.

At this moment, Xiao Chen was like a hedgehog, and countless swords broke out all over his body. He was settled in the sword array and did not move at all, controlling the sword spirit all over the sky, like flying locusts covering the sky, and rolled up to the man in blood.

The man in blood did not expect that the spiritual weapon in Xiao Chen's hand would be so powerful. At this moment, he felt pressure and opened the way with a flying sword. He did not know what swordsmanship he used. He saw the spiritual sword in his hand swim away like a spirit snake, beating Xiao Chen out of the flying locust-like sword spirit and killing him. A gap came out, like a single dragon drill, rapidly approaching Xiao Chen.

"Oh!"

When Xiao Chen saw this scene, he frowned. His strength was much weaker. Sooner or later, he would be killed by the man in blood. He would not allow such a thing to happen. At present, the violent roar, and the 'Magic Nine Sing' burst out in an instant, forming a terrible sound wave power, soaring from the sword spirit. Get out.

Ah!

The man in blood instantly screamed 'Magic Nine Singing' nine scales, the most vicious. The power of the soul shook other people's souls with the power of these nine scales, stirring other people's souls to shake up with the nine scales, like tearing pain.

As long as it is heard by this magic sound, once the power of the soul is not strong enough, it must shake like the pain of being pierced by ten thousand swords, which can tear the human soul alive.

Unprepared, the man in blood immediately fell into the sea of soul by the magic sound roaring by Xiao Chen, and suddenly set off boundless waves, making the man in blood scream in an instant, and his ability to move was lost.

But the man in blood is a warrior with eight spiritual senses. His soul power is stronger than Xiao Chen. After a short period of pain, he actually killed Xiao Chen's magic sound in the sea of soul with the power of his powerful and unparalleled soul.

But even so, it's too late!

Xiao Chen himself also knew that the 'Magic Nine Sing' could not kill the man in blood. The purpose was just to interfere with his soul and make him unable to run the flying sword, so as to find a chance to assassinate the man in blood.

At the moment when the man in blood screamed, Xiao Chen keenly caught the fighter. With his hands together, the eight flying swords all over his body suddenly rotated as one, and the sword spirit soared, stabbed out and cut off nothingness.

However, at this moment, Xiao Chen suddenly saw a sneer from the corners of the mouth of the man in blood who should have been painful, and suddenly felt bad, but at this moment, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, and there was no possibility of regret or retreat.

"Hey... Boy, even if you have a spiritual weapon, you are still selling scrap iron. Go to death! Lan Cang's swordsmanship!" The man in blood sneered, and his eyes flashed. When his arm was stretched out, the spiritual sword was like a poisonous snake spitting letters and noodles in his hand, dancing like waves, rolling, floating up and down, and slanting left and right, making it impossible to catch the body of the sword.

At this moment, Xiao Chen suddenly understood that the man in blood deliberately showed the pain of being poured into the magic sound. In fact, the 'magic sound nine singing' did not hurt him.

The purpose is to make himself careless and accept the 'sword swing in all directions', so that he can kill himself with one blow.

Meet on the narrow road, the brave will win!

Since it has come to this, Xiao Chen has also exerted all his strength. His life is at stake and he definitely dares not reserve it at all. At this moment, the thunder and fire Yuandan in his body was urged to the limit by Xiao Chen, and the majestic power of 30,000 catties exploded and shouted violently: "The sound of blood!"

With Xiao Chen's violent drink, immediately, every cell, every drop of blood, every inch of muscle and every bone of Xiao Chen's body moved with extremely fine and extremely high frequency, and then this wonderful shock power was transmitted to the 'Eight-way Sky', making the sword spirit burst out of the 'Eight-way Sky'. It also shook, but I couldn't see that the shock of the sword spirit was restrained.

Both of them burst out with the strongest combat skills at this moment and killed each other. Xiao Chen's sword pierced through the clouds and pierced the man's chest. The man in blood, whose sword was erratic and could not be locked at all. No one knew where his sword would stab.

Xiao Chen was also surprised by the sword posture of the man in blood, but at this moment, she couldn't take care of it. She only hoped that she could take the lead and kill the man in blood first, and his sword posture would not break by itself.