After this knife, Jiang Dao also arrived. He went against the autumn wind and faced the force of the knife, and stabbed out anywhere in his heart.
His sword was really fast and fierce, and his timing was perfect. This moment was the moment to retract the sword; retracting the sword was just to accumulate power, and then he could use the energy to launch the next sword.
Sure enough, the light of the sword disappeared in an instant, but he did not expect that the light of the sword would light up again in the next moment, right in front of his eyes and in his throat.
The sword flashed and blood splattered!
A drop of blood slowly dripped from the tip of the knife. The blade is as bright as a stream of autumn water.
"Ahem..."
It was a curved knife, and it was a coughing man; but besides the knife and the man, there was also a headless man and a newly split man standing there.
Split and headless, such a person could only be a corpse, but no one would have thought that the person who killed them would be a frail young man with a sick face and a cough.
Bai Mu's pale face said gloomily: "Who are you?"
Ranran didn't answer him, and put down the hand covering his mouth. Then he faced the seven people and walked over slowly... He seemed to be about to fall, but it seemed that he would never fall.
People who walk faster are horribly clumsy!
Seeing the person slowly approaching, Green Snake's expression changed: "How? Who is going to take action this time?"
No one answered. Those two swords had made everyone fearful, and no one wanted to try such sword skills.
Bai Mu said coldly: "Let's take action together!"
The other six people nodded one after another...
"choke!"
Bai Mu pulled out his sword and shouted: "Do it!"
Seven people approached at the same time, and it was difficult to tell the order.
Bai Mu raised his sword, and the sword light exploded...
The earthen monk struck short blows with both fists and followed closely behind; the black ghost ran quickly and cut off his head with the Burmese knife; Ding Erlang and the green snake drew their swords and separated them; the ax went straight in, as if he was about to swing the ax in the air; and Lao Chai But he had already covered himself behind the person who came.
Although the seven of them did not know how to attack together, their attack together seemed to have blocked all escape routes, leaving no one a chance.
Bai Mu's sword skills spit out rapidly and stabbed towards Anyan Ran.
The sword flashed, and the knife was cut in. The blade was twisted, and in the sparkle of sparks, accompanied by the sound of gold and iron trembling, the sword body was completely shattered.
The sword light turned into starlight, Bai Mu's pupils shrank rapidly, and there were already many dead souls.
Without thinking much, he quickly retreated.
Amidst the shouts, Tu Monk punched out his fists like raindrops. As soon as Bai Mu retreated, the light of his sword stared at him.
The knife came so fast that he was caught off guard. That strange knife shines with a strange brilliance like moonlight. Who can escape under the moonlight?
He couldn't parry, couldn't dodge, and even if he wanted to move forward, he could only withdraw his fists and retreat.
The light of the sword only flashed and then disappeared!
The disappearing sword light suddenly appeared again, forming a line, and struck directly at the black man's Burmese sword. What was struck was not the person holding the knife, the hand holding the knife, but the blade of the knife!
The blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, as simple as a hair, but this knife actually hit the blade.
The two sabers touched each other, the scimitar saber was inserted into the Burmese saber, and then it turned in a curved way!
Ding Erlang and Green Snake came together with their swords. Lao Chai was the oldest and also had the best qinggong. He hid behind Yi Ran and caught up with the left and right swords with one sword.
Therefore, in an instant, three swords came out at the same time!
Three rays of sword light came from three directions, seemingly infinitely attackable, but the intent of the sword was not exhausted. The light of the sword swept through the void, and the light of the sword burst out like a full moon.
The sword rays were scattered and scattered, and they were all shot away.
The last nine-foot man finally arrived, but he didn't make a move.
Although his name is an axe, he is not a real axe. The sword flashed several times and his soul was frightened away. He was really not stupid, and his reaction was really fast. He only realized that he was going to run in an instant.
Then the knife was faster than an instant!
Before the ax fell, before the man stepped back, the scimitar was already pulled out of his heart.
Ax's face was distorted, and he fell down as if he couldn't believe it; after a "peng" sound, the place suddenly became eerily quiet.
No one attacked again, and no one made any sound.
No one ran, no one moved, where were the others?
Murong Qiudi focused his eyes on the battlefield, what he saw was extremely real, but what he saw was so unreal, as if it was both illusion and reality.
The ax wasn't the first to fall!
The retreating Bai Mu stopped moving a foot away; because he had a huge gash from his chest to his abdomen, no one knew how he was stabbed, probably not even himself. How he died.
So does everyone else!
The local monk was the second to retreat. After he retreated in horror, his head rolled down from his neck; the Burmese knife that the black man slashed was split into two pieces by another knife, and the Burmese knife was divided into two. Even people were split into two.
Ding Erlang, Green Snake, and Lao Chai all fired their swords at the same time. It seemed like a winning blow from three directions, but after being swept by the sword, the three of them were torn into two pieces.
From the beginning to the end, their lives were lost the moment the sword appeared.
This sword is not only fast, it is also powerful, it is also stable, it is also so magical, so unparalleled in the world, so terrifying... Every sword that is condensed is so many pinnacles and so many unusual swords. Essence?
Murong Qiudi had seen him practice this kind of sword technique and saw him passing it on. As he said: when the sword came out, everything had been calculated to the smallest detail. No one could block or avoid such a sword. .
Using such a sword technique to kill someone, now that she saw it, she almost doubted the reality before her eyes...
Under this kind of sword technique, human life is like child's play. With a slight dance, a life will disappear under the blade, and no one can stop it.
No one could imagine how terrible his second blow would be, because no one could withstand his first blow.
Murong Qiudi asked incomprehensibly: "Swordsmanship, swordsmanship, how many kinds of martial arts do you know?"
Ranyi said calmly: "Swordsmanship, knife skills, fingering skills, palm skills...Actually, I know some martial arts, and I am better than others in all martial arts."
Murong Qiudi smiled bitterly and said, "Should I believe it?"
"Believe it or not, it's up to you." He said, looking at the girl who was still pale, and then said: "You won't see this kind of thing in the future, you'd better practice martial arts with me."
The doll nodded, still looking shocked.
"Let's go! It's time to go back."
Murong Qiudi suddenly said: "His injury will be cured in three days."
Randomly asked: "Do you want me to wait for three days?"
Murong Qiudi nodded and said softly: "Are you willing to wait?"
Randomly said: "Can he pick up the sword in three days?"
Murong Qiudi said: "Because it will take three days for the person hired by the big boss to arrive."
Ranran smiled and said, "He invited Mao University?"
Murong Qiudi said: "With his relationship with Mao Da, he will not let you kill Mao Da."
"So you plan to use me to kill Mao Da?"
"You also want him to pick up the sword, don't you?"
"Okay, I'll just wait three days!"
