Unbeatable Evil King

A more beautiful sword awn lit up in an instant. A broken sword less than two feet long was pulled out of the ancient green sword body, and then it blocked the purple sword awn.

"Clang..." With a crisp sound, almost when the cyan sword body hit the Songdao Maple sword, the broken sword in Ximen sword's hand also held a knife split by purple desert.

The huge shock force made Ximen sword retreat again and again, and the body of that ancient green sword also fell on the ground, making a clanging sound.

And the man with a mask was also mercilessly slapped in the heart of purple desert.

"Poo Hoo..." Purple desert mouth is a blood spurt, and then he backhand a knife to the man wearing a mask, forcing the man to retreat.

In the face of this sharp purple blade, no one can completely ignore it, even with his skill.

After such a switch, maple Matsushima has taken advantage of the Ximen sword retreat, full speed to jump up, her hands flash like a smart Silver Snake, constantly pounce on the key points of Ximen sword, lost the ancient sword body, only less than two feet of Ximen sword is obviously completely suppressed by Matsushima maple.

At this moment, Matsushima Fengzi was grateful for Zimo's slap. If it wasn't for his amazing knife, if it wasn't for his hard work that forced Ximen sword to pull out the sword, then when Ximen sword pulled out the sword in the sword when fighting with himself, he would be killed.

This is the biggest bottom card of Ximen sword, the strongest move, and the most fatal one. However, such a move was easily dissolved by purple desert.

In the heart is full of gratitude, at the same time, Matsushima maple is also full of admiration, which is indeed a level of super strong Ye Xiao.

There is no longer to think about Zimo how to fight with the other side after receiving that palm. She just makes every effort to launch a fierce attack towards Ximen sword. Zimo has done so much for her. If she can't deal with Ximen sword, how can she afford the amazing sword.

The twinkling spirit in her hand seemed to have come to life completely. It was exquisite, but for her, she still had some unsophisticated sword moves. At this moment, she was so skillful that she even took advantage of such a counterattack to completely suppress Ximen sword, which was more powerful than her own.

Matsushima Maple does not know how long she can suppress Ximen sword and whether she can win in the end, but she knows that she has to rely on herself. At this moment, no one can help her.

On the other side, Zimo pushed back the masked man with a knife. His feet were moving, and he quickly swept towards the front, and then a knife was cut to the man's throat. The man's eyes showed a color of horror, but his body continued to retreat.

He retreated so leisurely, so natural and unrestrained, as if all that was just a simple retreat.

However, Zimo didn't mean to let him be natural and unrestrained. He took a step back, and Zimo stepped forward two steps, and the round machete in his hand was not far away from his vital point everywhere, which meant that he would never stop killing him.

After more than ten steps in succession, the man was finally forced out of his anger by Zimo. He turned over with one hand, turned out a short black lacquer blade, and directly held up a knife of Zimo. Then, with the sound of the wind, the other hand patted Zimo's head.

Purple desert cold hum a, unexpectedly left hand clench a fist, hit out with all one's strength, then heard a dull sound, two people's bodies were shocked to step backward.

Before he could stand firm, Zimo's back foot had been pushed hard, and then his body ran out like a cheetah. The machete in his hand seemed to have come back to life. He burst out all kinds of purple knife awn, and once again it hit the mask man's neck.

The masked man was completely angry. This son of a bitch, he actually started every move towards his neck. No matter how many times he avoided and how many times he resisted, he still did it in this way?

Can't you change places? You just split your neck again and again. Is that interesting?

Where is there a master who attacks only one place like you?

Although he was angry in his heart and knew that purple desert was full of flaws at this time, he was still able to resist the knife as fast as lightning.

Yes, although he was very reluctant, he still did not have full confidence that he could kill Zimo before the knife cut his neck.

"Clang..." A crisp sound, but this time, the masked man once again increased his strength. The short blade in his hand hit Zimo's blade heavily, making a sharp crisp sound. This time, the shock force made the two people retreat. Even the short blade in the mask man's hand could not be held and fell directly. Zimo's right hand holding the knife was also loose.

However, his left hand has seized the machete and threw it in front of him with all his strength. The full moon machete sends out the wind and shoots at the masked man's neck.

Neck again, NIMA. Do you like duck neck?

The masked man was angry, but the only thing he could do was to look up and fall back, so as to avoid the flying machete.However, because of this evasion, he lost the first opportunity to attack, and Zimo's last knife also gave him an opportunity to stabilize his body.

However, Zimo didn't wait for his body to be completely stable. His body was like a tiger. When the masked man had just stabilized his body and just raised his head, Zimo had already rushed to him, and then directly hit the man's heart.

A blow out, his right arm quickly inflated, the fury of the boxing shock void began to shake in general, that terrible pressure is to let the mask man's eyes flashed with horror.

However, it's too late to think about it at this time. It's too late to make a fist. The only thing he can do at this moment is to raise his arm to resist and protect his heart pulse. He doesn't want to be severely damaged by Zimo's fist.

"Bang..." The huge fist hit his arms fiercely, which made his arms numb. But for years of practice, his physical strength was far beyond ordinary people's, and this blow would have broken his arms.

The huge force shocked him to retreat again and again, and purple desert had a strong kick on his back foot, and once again full speed rushed over.

The masked man has not thought about how to catch the next fist of Zimo. Suddenly, the wind comes from behind his head, which is the sound of breaking through the air?

In a flash, the masked man thought of Zimo throwing out the round moon machete, which was actually a machete that could rotate.

At this moment, Rao was wearing a mask, but Zimo still felt his face turned pale.