nine thousand years old

Chapter 386
kill!

Countless night watchmen, including several night watchmen, kept roaring towards the swarming blood shadow guards, and the sword light exploded between the two sides, bursting out indescribable evil spirits and aura fluctuations, blood and remnants Limbs and skeletons continued to explode between the two groups of people, and the atmosphere between the heaven and the earth became more and more bloody and depressing.

At the same time, Wang Jian had already arrived in front of Zhao Kuo, his body was full of evil spirits, which almost made the whole world look depressed, as if a mountain was pressing on people's heads, Zhao Kuo had come to the ground where Bigan's body was trapped waiting for me Right above the prison, he was staring at Wang Jian, his eye sockets filled with scarlet flames filled with unconcealable awe.

"You really linger!"

Zhao Kuo's eyes were full of indescribable gloom, and his voice was filled with a strong smell of blood, which made people feel indescribably oppressive. When he spoke, a strong breath erupted from him, vast and awe-inspiring. The world became more and more oppressive.

"You want Bi Gan's body, it's impossible!"

Wang Jian shook his long sword slightly, and a beam of sword light whizzed out with awe-inspiring meaning, leaving a series of sword marks on the ground. The sword marks were extremely awe-inspiring, and under the sword marks, the bluestone slabs were directly shattered. .

"Impossible? With your current strength, Wang Jian, it seems that you still can't stop me. Maybe Bai Qi came here in person to be qualified to talk to me like this!"

Zhao Kuo laughed in a low voice, the sternness and disdain on his face became more and more obvious, he stood lightly, slightly raised the long sword on his right hand, the blood-red sword energy on it was slightly rippling, and also drew the sword between heaven and earth The space was torn apart, and the bluestone road was also shattered.

"Whether I can stop you, I have to fight to know!"

The same coldness and disdain appeared on Wang Jian's face. The moment his voice fell, he no longer had the slightest nonsense, and then rushed directly in the direction of Zhao Kuo. His speed was extremely fast, and he used all his strength They all burst out and came to Zhao Kuo in an instant.

A sword!
Tu Zijue!
He didn't hold back the slightest bit of this sword. He fought Zhao Kuo with a desperate attitude. He has fought against Zhao Kuo many times in these years. He knows Zhao Kuo's strength well. If he didn't go all out, I'm afraid I can't really stop the opponent, I must go all out!

boom!
The sword light all over the sky spread instantly, and then quickly gathered in the direction of Wu'an sword. Almost instantly, all the sword energy gathered on the Wu'an sword. .

boom!
A sword pierced towards Zhao Kuo's chest, and the space along the way cracked inch by inch, and at the same time, it left a series of shattered jet-black trails along the way, and then those trails, together with the sword light, came to Zhao Kuo's face fiercely and awe-inspiring. .

"Humph!"

Zhao Kuo looked at the sword light that had reached his eyes, and in the scarlet light clusters condensed in his eyes, there was endless evil spirit and immensity. At the same time, he raised the long sword in his hand.

The blood-colored long sword brought up a vast blood-colored long river, which descended from the sky, and greeted Wang Jian's sword light. The moment the two collided, a strong shock erupted, and they began to stalemate.

Wang Jian's strength was originally not as good as Zhao Kuo's, but with Bai Qi's Wu'an sword in his hand, his strength was improved a lot invisibly. There were faint signs of gaining the upper hand, and the blood-colored river that Zhao Kuo displayed began to slowly retreat towards the rear, and began to show signs of spreading.

"You can't!"

The viciousness and disdain on Wang Jian's face became more and more intense. He sneered faintly, and grabbed the long sword and took half a step forward violently. With a bang, the sword light moved forward again, turning the bloody river It trembled slightly, and continued to shatter and weaken.

"Wu'an sword, it's not okay in your hands, if Bai Qi came here in person, it's okay!"

Zhao Kuo's face showed a bit of solemnity, his eyes became darker, and then the fire in his pupils became more and more serious, shaking violently, the bloody river instantly rose a lot, and once again turned towards Wang Jian Exploding past, Wang Jian's sword light was blocked in an instant.

However, Zhao Kuo's strength was still insufficient. Although he blocked it temporarily, he couldn't defeat Wang Jian, and the two directly stalemate.

"hateful……"

Zhao Kuo looked at this scene, and the gloomy expression on his face became more and more intense. He gritted his teeth and thought of a solution. If this stalemate continues, it will be extremely unfavorable to him. This is Xianyang City after all. If the stalemate lasts for too long, he will be trapped. If the army came to support him, he would definitely fall short!
"Roar!"

Just when Zhao Kuo was worried, there were bursts of indescribable howls of evil spirits from all around, and at the moment of these roars, countless black ghosts swept out from the streets of Xianyang City, and then came towards Coming in the direction of Wang Jian and Zhao Kuo.

In almost an instant, the ghosts gathered together and came to the strings of Wang Jian and Zhao Kuo. These ghosts roared and fused together to form a giant like a mountain. The whole world was covered, and everything seemed extraordinarily oppressive and dead.

Roar!
The black ghost giant let out an indescribably tyrannical roar, and then directly transformed into a huge fist, smashing towards Wang Jian. The fist was extremely vast and fierce, and fell on Wang Jian's body in an instant.

This fist is the strongest attack made by thousands of Yin spirits. If it was normal, it would not be able to cause too much damage to Wang Jian, but at this time, Wang Jian was fighting Zhao Kuo desperately. This fist, He didn't have time to stop it, and he didn't have the strength to stop it.

boom!
The huge fist landed directly on Wang Jian's body, his face turned pale in an instant, and an invisible and tyrannical air wave erupted from his body with a bang, the sword light in Wang Jian's hand finally couldn't hold it anymore, and with a bang, it shattered. It split apart, and he himself flew out directly, hitting the distant wall heavily.

Boom!

The wall shattered, and Wang Jian drew a gully tens of feet long on the street, almost blowing the entire street away, and then stopped at the farthest point, his expression became very strange. Pale, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and he couldn't even stand up!

"The ghost..."

"Damn things..."

Wang Jian's gaze became particularly gloomy, and he gritted his teeth. These ghosts appeared at a critical moment, and he was severely injured at this moment, and he hardly had any more strength.

"Wang Jian..."

"You die!"

Zhao Kuo saw that Wang Jian was at the end of his crossbow, with an indescribable evil spirit on his face, and a sword blasted towards Wang Jian...

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