Reborn Killer Supreme

Chapter 637 Gambling Fight (2)

When Ao Zhantian and Shangguan Xiaoyao were fighting together, they discovered the disadvantages of this three-foot sword. This three-foot sword is only effective when it encounters sword energy, emperor body, battle body and various external skills. People who encounter physical weapons and body refiners can only be used as torches to see the way.

"Shangguan Xiaoyao, I'm afraid that's all you have. I, Ao Zhantian, will hold you back!" After fighting Shangguan Xiaoyao for a long time, Ao Zhantian was already a little bored. In his eyes, the battle between the emperor's body skills and the people's great openness, and the exquisite swordsmanship after entering the sword are nothing more than strange skills and ingenuity.

However, Ao Zhantian is being beaten by this strange skill at the moment.

Whenever Ao Zhantian tried to block the attack of the three-foot sword with his knife, he could only turn the three-foot sword into two feet or one foot when the three-foot sword intersected with the treasured sword, and then it would swipe across his body. A layer of burnt scorched skin appeared, which would fade away in a blink of an eye with the perverted recovery power of Emperor Realm.

However, Ao Zhantian is not a pervert, this burning feeling is still deeply painful in the emperor's realm.

Shangguan Xiaoyao also felt a little uncomfortable in this close combat, because Ao Zhantian's three-foot sword attacking him couldn't stop him. When Shangguan Xiaoyao tried to attack his eyes with the three-foot sword several times, he would be defeated by Ao Zhantian. The sky stopped by changing injuries.

"Xiaoyao sword!" Shangguan Xiaoyao saw that the battle had entered a stalemate again, so he simply dispersed the temporarily useless soul master's battle body, and stretched out his hand to hold the Xiaoyao sword in his hand.

At this time, Shangguan Xiaoyao was holding Xiaoyao Sword in one hand and a three-foot sword in the other, a shadow of Ao Zhan Tian's martial arts began to appear in the fighting moves.

"This Xiao Yao must be killed here, otherwise it will cause serious trouble in the future!" Liu Feihua was so shocked by Shangguan Xiaoyao's jealous and heroic appearance that cold sweat broke out on his back, and he made up his mind to include Shangguan Xiaoyao on the must-kill list.

"Xiao Yao and I have only fought for two or three days, how could he reach such a level?!" Shang Yiheng's mood was like the first month of winter, and he couldn't believe that Shangguan Xiaoyao's growth in combat power was so terrifying. "Going on like this, Ao Zhantian's defeat is a foregone conclusion. I'm afraid these elders of Nether Holy Land will send Liu Feihua."

"Come again!" Shangguan Xiaoyao and Ao Zhantian fought close to each other for another round. Ao Zhantian opened the distance between the two with one blow. They collided again.

Ao Zhantian swiped the treasured saber flat in his hand, Shangguan Xiaoyao swung it away with his Xiaoyao sword, and with the other hand he turned the folding fan backwards, stabbing Ao Zhantian's eyes.

"This Xiao Yao!" Ao Zhantian became more and more uncertain. Shangguan Xiaoyao was still at a disadvantage at first, relying on the characteristics of the three-foot sword to deal with him. I can't hold my head up.

Ao Zhan Angel gritted his teeth and shouted: "Zhan!" The knife in his hand buzzed, and he slashed at Shangguan Xiaoyao.

Shangguan Xiaoyao saw that the force of this blow was extraordinary, he put away the three-foot sword and held the hilt with both hands on his shoulders.

The treasured sword struck the Xiaoyao Sword with a clang like iron, and Shangguan Xiaoyao felt that the Xiaoyao Sword in his hand seemed to have formed a boulder that fell from the top of the mountain, and the Xiaoyao Sword almost fell out of his hand.

"Fight again!" Ao Zhantian yelled again, this time attacking with the other shoulder as his target.

Shangguan Xiaoyao also put the Xiaoyao sword on his shoulder, and took the knife again.

"No, the power of this attack is superimposed!" Shangguan Xiaoyao felt that the force of this blow was stronger than the previous one, and his arm felt a little numb.

"Fight again!" Ao Zhantian didn't give Shangguan Xiaoyao a chance to catch his breath, and this time the treasured sword slashed at Shangguan Xiaoyao.

Seeing this, Shangguan Xiaoyao no longer took a hard catch, and the Xiaoyao sword was slightly tilted and held above his head, the tip of the sword kept trembling.However, Shangguan Xiaoyao's hand was still unconscious after the knife was cut, relying on perseverance to forcibly chop off the force.

Ao Zhantian didn't yell anymore this time, the treasured knife held tightly in both hands flipped the blade upwards and stabbed towards his lower heart.

"Bitch!" Shangguan Xiaoyao broke out in a cold sweat from the sudden change of attack method, and retreated wildly.

"To each other!" Ao Zhan Tianxin said, "It's you, Shangguan Xiaoyao, who opened the opening with a shot from the sky followed by a heart-piercing shot. Are you ashamed to call me a slut?"

"The emperor's body, the emperor's face!" Ao Zhantian whispered softly, and the lingering aura of the Zhan Emperor's body appeared on the battlefield again, but this time the emperor's body did not cover Ao Zhantian's whole body, but only on his wrists. And a layer of transparent body attached to the knife.

"Xiao Yao, take this blow from me!" Ao Zhantian yelled, and while moving away from Shangguan Xiaoyao at high speed, he swung the sword in a semicircle horizontally.

The Emperor Zhan's saber aura that was only attached to Ao Zhantian's hands and the treasured saber was already spreading rapidly under the swing, filling the sky in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Shangguan Xiaoyao saw the strange attack of Ao Zhantian, he didn't dare to block it casually, he called out the folding fan again and used the three-foot sword, combined with the Xiaoyao sword, swung the Xiaoyao sword energy and the four-foot flying flame, and slashed under the spreading sword energy. Out of a shuttle shape, Shangguan Xiaoyao was trapped in it like a flat boat.

Seeing that the attack spread widely, the ancestors and elders outside the arena resorted to all kinds of attacks to stop it.

"Ao Zhantian, I didn't expect you to have some abilities." Shangguan Xiaoyao used all his strength to stabilize this safe area, and then taunted Ao Zhantian.

"Hmph, I thought you would lose all your bones with this move!" Seeing that Shangguan Xiaoyao was struggling to resist, Ao Zhantian was secretly pleased.

The corners of Shangguan Xiaoyao's mouth curled up slightly, and he looked at Ao Zhantian with disdain, feeling flustered when he saw Ao Zhantian.

"Ao Zhantian, come and taste it too!" Shangguan Xiaoyao raised up the Xiaoyao sword violently, with a ferocious expression on his face. "Soul Master, Eighteen Arms!"

Following Shangguan Xiaoyao's loud cry, the eighteen arms of the soul master's battle body emerged from behind Shangguan Xiaoyao, and after shrinking, they were slowly fixed on the shoulders. Each of them knotted and grasped their fists, spreading them symmetrically around Shangguan Xiaoyao's left and right sides.

Shangguan Xiaoyao handed the Xiaoyao Sword to one of the arms, held the folding fan with both hands and asked Ao Zhantian with a haughty face: "Ao Zhantian, do you think my twenty arms compare with your emperor's body?! "

Ao Zhantian's face was full of gloom, looking at Shangguan Xiaoyao's eighteen arms constantly changing various movements and the three-foot sword clasped in both hands, the desire to retreat has gained the upper hand in his heart.

"Ao Zhantian, do you want to leave now, your momentum has become so weak?!" Seeing that Ao Zhantian is unwilling to attack him again, Shangguan Xiaoyao challenged Ao Zhantian. "Ao Zhantian, don't go away. It's only been a long time since I fought this battle. I finally learned such a powerful move. You can help me get familiar with it."

No matter how Ren Shangguan Xiaoyao bickered and provoked Ao Zhantian, Ao Zhantian always stood there with a sullen face and remained motionless.

"Xiao Yao, there can only be one of you and me left in this world." Ao Zhantian didn't speak, and sent a message to Shangguan Xiaoyao with his thoughts, and then Ao Zhantian clasped the sword with both hands and slowly raised it side by side.

Shangguan Xiaoyao received a message from Ao Zhantian, knowing that Ao Zhantian was really going to fight him this time, he squinted his eyes and stopped mocking him.

"The Emperor Body of War!"

"Call the nerves, the soul master battle body!"

Shangguan Xiaoyao and Ao Zhantian no longer used their own schemes this time, they summoned their own emperor bodies and collided head-on.

"These two people are probably going to fight for revenge." Emperor Jiuyang didn't know about the entanglement between these two at the Tianyin Grand Meeting, and thought it was a simple conflict of camps.

"Yin Zhiyao, who Ao Zhantian pursued for participating in the Tianyin Festival, and Young Master Xiao Yao have been eyeing each other for a long time, but Ao Zhantian was kept in the dark thinking that the girl belonged to him. When the Tianyin Festival was nearing the end, Ao Zhantian The disastrous defeat by Xiao Yao. Nayin Zhiyao and Young Master Xiao Yao finally got married, which made this Ao Zhantian feel depressed for a while, and finally pinned this resentment on Xiao Yao's head." Knowing a little about things, he explained to Emperor Jiuyang.

"Hey, why bother? Don't you just want to feel uncomfortable with Xiao Yao? Xiao Yao, a rare talent who can't be seen in a thousand years, can't accept it." Yu Shengzheng interjected at this time, saying that he had no superior Xiaoyao is a pity for such talented juniors.

Shang Yiheng didn't pay attention to the battle between Shangguan Xiaoyao and Ao Zhantian, and kept looking at Emperor Jiuyang and the royal ancestors of Yu Kingdom and Jin Kingdom.

The elders of the Nether Holy Land saw Shang Yiheng's behavior and remained calm on the surface, but they were already arguing with each other secretly.

"What should I do? This Shang Yiheng clearly wants to withdraw?" Among the elders in this circle, Shou Yuxuan, who belongs to the Holy Master's Temple, has the highest status, and he is also the most impatient.

"What else can we do? Shang Yiheng's attack, which he planned for so long, was almost stopped by Xiao Yao. It can only be said that our luck has turned into the current situation." Zhang Hongde continued.

"Luck? Is Xiao Yao considered luck? What kind of terrifying strategy and foresight is that? Look down at the battlefield on the grassland and talk about luck!" Liu Feihua was devastated when he saw these people confronting Xiao Yao head-on, and now he will no longer be able to beat him The reason lies in the word luck, said angrily.

After hearing Liu Feihua's reminder, everyone looked at the clouds below them.

……

"Mentou army, swing!" Scarface commander roared, and the huge sword phalanx standing neatly in front of the formation like a stone wall swung the huge sword in their hands towards the forward of the merchant army who was about to contact them.

The phalanx of the merchant army had lost almost all the vanguard officers in the first row and the solid shields they were holding when they first came into contact. .

"The army at the gate retreats, the second row of stabs!" The scarface commander shouted, signaling the giant sword soldiers in the first row to retreat to the rear, and turned sideways to make way for the second row of soldiers holding spears and giant shields.

As Scarface retreated, he raised his arms and ordered the third row of soldiers holding giant halberds to move forward.

"Giant halberd, chop!" Scarface stood still in the fourth row, surrounded by soldiers from other sect leaders, and shouted at the same time.

The rows of soldiers kept changing and retreating, strangling the soldiers of the Shang Kingdom like a millstone.

(End of this chapter)