Sheng Fu

Chapter 516 The Sword of First Killing
There was no waves in the eyes of the two coaches, it was a calmness that regarded death as home.

clang clang...

The eyes of the two looked at each other, and brilliant sparks of true essence intertwined in the midair, and then aroused thunder.

Yue Bo moved first, and the black tiger under his crotch rushed to Jiuyouque in an instant. Yue Bo rose into the air, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd with both hands, and struck at Jiuyouque with all his strength.

The strong wind blows Jiuyouque's hair wildly, Jiuyouque moves when he hears the wind, and crosses the void for a short distance, with the Shura spear placed across his chest, he takes a blow from the hard-topped Yuebo.

boom!
Spears and halberds are contending, and true energy is rolling like a tide.

woohoo hoo...

Three black winds emerged from behind the Nine Nether Birds, turning into three palm-sized black goldfinch birds, flapping their wings at the speed of light, and swat the black tiger under Xiang Yuebo's crotch.

The black canary fluttered its wings slightly, and there was a sound of tearing the void.

Any blow can kill countless Ling Xiao powerhouses on the spot.

Seeing this, Yue Bo's eyes didn't waver at all, and with strength from his waist, he slashed at the left side of Jiuyouque's neck with a halberd, and the halberd crossed the air, revealing the spirit of a powerful blade, wanting to split everything.

Jiuyouque's marksmanship is psychic, holding the Asura Spear with one hand, arching his back slightly, and pulling out a spear flower, the back of the Asura Spear is a bowstring, stabbing at Yue Bo's three-inch throat calmly and silently.

The gun passes silently, as if the world is impermanent.

Yue Bo's mind tightened, and he also crossed the void for a short distance, avoiding the spear.

A pair of black and gold wings emerged from behind the Nine Nether Birds. As soon as Yue Bo appeared, the Shura spear pierced through the void and attacked the center of Yue Bo's abdomen, trying to smash his dantian.

Ruoyan Pu Weiqing's sword qi is invincible, Gu Yong's chaotic qi is as heavy as ten thousand junctures, both of them are free and easy, and the true essence flows seamlessly.

However, these two coaches were both born in the army, and their moves are not exquisite, but each move is a killer move, without the slightest extra gap. The encounter between the two powerhouses can be called a battle handed down from generation to generation.

In the monster army, there are painters who are copying the scene of the battle between the two.

In the human army camp, there are also those who have excellent writing skills to record the present, and every word that falls on the rice paper is filled with awe and purity.

The outcome of this battle seems to be unimportant, what matters is the outcome of the two.

The Nine Nether Birds took the lead, and the shooting was as awe-inspiring as fire and wind. Yue Bo had no choice but to force the halberd downwards, and it swung away with a bang. The force was so powerful that it could break through the towering mountains.

In terms of power, Yue Bo took the lead.

Jiu Youque remained unmoved, even though he had already made a wrinkle on his cuff just now when he hit the front, but his speed was faster, and his shots were like sharp autumn rain. come.

Yue Bo swung the halberd, the sound of thunder shook the heavens and shook the spear tide, the long spears and halberds collided, rubbing together infinite electric light and flint, the void behind the two of them was constantly shattering and returning to its original state, as if they were opening up the world.

Fight hard, come hard, fight hard to the end.

The two of them fought with high spirits, if the sun rises in the east.

Seeing this, countless soldiers in the battlefield couldn't help but take a second look. Some rangers deliberately chose a secluded place and stared at it from a distance, their eyes were dumbfounded, wishing to see clearly the posture of the two commanders fighting.

In the bloody battle between Yue Bo and Nine Nether Birds, at least three hours later, the upper and lower winds can be determined, and after two days, the winner can be determined with certainty.

In this battle, the heroes of the human race entered the arena one after another.

Gu Qinghao, who mastered Qingyun Order, led a group of practitioners to overcome difficulties together.

Li Hongshan suffered a complete defeat in the layout of the monster race, but there was some improvement in the layout of the human race. Gu Qinghao led the crowd, as well as many Guiyuan masters and two ruthless people from Ling Xiao.

A chivalrous man is a chivalrous man after all, of course there are rules and regulations for catching and fighting against each other. Fighting in battle can be a game of dragons and phoenixes at the beginning, but after a stalemate, it gradually loses its essence and is at a disadvantage.

Occasionally, swordsmen organized a round of sword formations to shoot bullfighting bulls with sword energy, but when a wave of beasts came, the sword formations fell apart and were no longer as sharp as they were at the beginning.

The threat was not enough, but it also gave most exhausted soldiers a chance of survival.

On the fringes of the battlefield, there are mostly contact battles between stragglers and rogues.

Hengchang swordsman Zhang Chengcai's first-class war horse was already in the belly of two green ghost pigs at this moment. He was wearing light armor and holding a three-foot long sword in his hand. He confronted the two green ghost pigs alone.

The green ghost pig has a burly body, comparable to a young and strong cattle.

The blood of these two green ghost pigs is extremely strong, their eyes are blood red, and there are many sword marks on the ribs, bleeding all the time.

Chengcai's complexion was slightly sallow, and he was running Yunlong step, moving sideways left and right, avoiding the green ghost pig's dash, and a sudden sword fell on the green ghost pig's front ribs.

The sword is a Ten Thousand Refined Sword, more than sharp but not murderous.

Occasionally, a sword falls on the enemy, at most it penetrates more than an inch, the skin of the green ghost pig is rough and thick, if each sword is only this kind of fire, at least fifty swords must be raised to make the green ghost pig Die from exhaustion.

Chengcai held the sword in his hand tightly. He said he was a swordsman, and he had received sporadic teachings from Mr. Yuwen, but it was his first time to kill an enemy with a sword. So far, there is no dead soul under his sword.

In the later stage of Chuiguang, the real essence is weak, although there is some chaotic energy in the body, the foundation is slightly thicker than that of people in the same situation, but it is a pity that the experience is insufficient, and the distance, skills, and space are not the same.

Chengcai knew very well that if the current situation continued, he would have to die first without waiting for the two green ghost pigs to run out of energy and blood.

To break the game, you must have the sword to kill.

No one is always at the top, but someone is always at the bottom.

If not every swordsman has his own slaying sword, whoever has a slaying sword must first go through the test of life and death.

If you don't knock on the barrier of life and death, even if you master one and a half moves of Wushuangjianjue, it will be just a show after all.

Besides, the way of swordsmanship is too basic, besides, the person who taught him the way of swords is Mr. Yuwen, and the master's swordsmanship is probably not flattering...

bang bang...

The two green ghost pigs crossed left and right, rushing towards Chengcai with the momentum of thunder.

Chengcai frowned tightly, his eyes narrowed into a slit, this slit was like a sword blade, like the light of a knife, like an eagle's gaze.

He took a closer look and saw the resonance and regularity of the two green ghost pigs crossing their steps. Before he had time to think about it, the green ghost pig came.

Chengcai mobilized his true energy, forcibly moved horizontally to the right five feet away with the Yunlong step, and stared at the two mad green ghost pigs again.

This time, he held the sword in one hand, the body of the sword was slightly resting on the step, and he lowered his waist, as if he was drawing a sword.

He had no choice, after forcefully using Yunlong Step just now, there was not much real energy left, so he had no choice but to walk with his sword.

Kill the sword! ?

Chengcai held his breath and concentrated his mind. He knew that if he couldn't cultivate the sure-kill sword this time, he hesitated for a moment, and his swordsmanship would stop here for the rest of his life.

Thinking about that brother Benchu ​​Xian, that was a status of respect that was forcibly created.

How could he shame Brother Xian, how could he shame the real me? !

On the blade of the sword, there is a slight sword light, like thin paper, like cicada wings, like the bright eyes of a tiny person staring at the starry sky...

(End of this chapter)