After rushing away the miscellaneous ghosts like a tide, Ling Yan jumped directly into the air, waving his weapons toward King Chang Ye, and directly flashed downward!

In terms of classification, it is a chopping move, and the effect produced is equivalent to a shattered explosion. Attacks carried out through blades can be called slashes. Indescribable fierce attacks.

Therefore, the flash back also emitted the same critical strike. It was a complete biting between steel, making an unimaginable sound, giving the grand sound of death.

"—Haaa--!" He made a pleasant voice like a hungry beast.

The impact caused the limbs to tremble, and the one who released the first strike was welcomed.

I was filled with joy to the existence that blocked my attack from the front, and my teeth fought back.

The silence, anger, and a slight surprise were mixed together, and everything was nothing more than a variant of joy.

Yes, there are no more things like this that make people happy.

Even if it is touched, it will not be easily destroyed. This alone makes people love themselves.

"I failed, I'm sorry, I actually underestimated you." He smiled dangerously at the evil ghost who seemed to be a mountain.

Everything about a man is beyond the scope of human beings. He only aims at the weapon in his hand and throws it with all his strength. His speed and arm strength have reached the inhuman realm, so weapons are unbearable.

Failure refers to something that is extremely uninteresting when it comes to treating ants as an opponent.

However, the real enemy is the lion, which in turn is regretting that it has failed to exert its true strength.

"Well, there will be situations where it will become a bare-handed fight. I don't know how many more hits can be maintained next...

A fine sword that makes a creaking sound. Although it is generally a genus called a famous sword, it is a blunt sword for the field.

Without any rituals or special forging methods, if the times go on, it may become a commodity of cultural relics. Needless to say, the battle between fellow soldiers who have stepped outside the people is still insufficient.

So, if the knife dies, fight each other, it will definitely be very interesting.

The man with a fierce smile on his lips hanging up, his teeth revealing his fierce smile, and his voice was already heard. He could only hear the moans of the hungry beast.

The lament of the knife that was thrown away by the cruel owner and treated like dust... considering sentimental feelings for it, for this man, there is no dust.

Props are just used as props and work until they are destroyed.

Put aside the dead, no, throw everything aside, walking, standing, sitting, lying, and lying. Everything except me is crazy. Originally, except for the only one person in the world, what should we believe in?

This is something that seems to have been engraved in the depths of the soul, and it seems to be a memory that has long been forgotten: anyone can worship himself as a god. Absolutely believe in his own posture (ideal) and only obey himself.

Paying respect, friendship, love, etc. ultimately, it is just a decorative touch of the outstanding me.

Therefore,————

"This won't work," he placed the sword body that was about to break in front of him, and used the function of chanting to continuously repair the weapons that had been pieced together as if they were pieced together: "I don't want to just live like this. Use that boring way of living."

"Roar—!!!!" As if you already felt that you were underestimated, the evil ghost king let out an angry roar, looking at the small but unable to look down on the enemy.

"Hahahahahahahaha...Fear? Anger? It's such a good feeling!" Looking at the enemy's anger, he laughed happily.

Even if there are different races and different existences, when both sides bite, it is as angry as the same kind of person who seems to be angry.

In this case, as long as you continue to follow this, you will be confused and fear will not exist.

"Good, come on. Interesting." He happily waved his weapon again: "Anyway, that? If it's a samurai, try a keen flower show first!"

For a while, I have forgotten everything, I do not know the heaven or the earth.

Because after death, Naraku, no matter what it is, the conceptual self will not exist. In this only life, I want to get everything.

The world of unjust is defined in which the universal belief is not anywhere.

"Do you want to decide the outcome in one move? But it's really inconsistent to say it from a guy who knows swordsmanship or something like that at all~."

If you want to let yourself shine with brilliant light, of course, not to mention your own brothers, you won’t hesitate for a moment even if you are burned to death. However, there is no more sincerity, harshness, and mercy.

"Come on, have a good fight--" He invited the guy who has temporarily turned into a similar type: "Let's decide the winner!"

Now, there are two hungry beasts here, which will cause their own power to explode and achieve a consensus. Even if the races are different, the language is different, so there is no need for any dialogue.

——For my goals and desires, go to die!!!

At this point, the two fought fiercely like hugging a friend of thousands of years.

The flying sparks and violent storm - ordinary people can't even listen to the correct sound without saying that they can't tell them with their eyes.

The speed and moves of both are both beyond the routine and natural, and the concentrated dynamic vision cannot be captured.

The sound of the weapon was eliminated by the explosion of the atmosphere.

If the shape is to be said, it is lightning. The demonic nature of the lightning controls lightning and the collision between the demons and the men, there is no room for others to intervene. If it touches, it will be broken into pieces by dust and storm of steel.

In fact, every time the weapons on both sides moaned, the shock waves that occurred were ejecting into the surroundings and bursting.

Even though the blade had not touched the *, the skin and clothes of both of them began to burst.

They did not retreat. Rather than saying that they were constantly fighting like unloading screws, they should have been regarded as not being twisted together from the beginning. The temperament and tactics of the two things surpassed Zhan Li to a funny level.

A horizontal stroke and a piercing pierce is not just about breaking them into two pieces, but it is simply trying to swing them out in pieces. No matter which one is, it is a skillful person in the field of masters, and it is completely different from a monster or a novice guy who knows swordsmanship at all.

However, there are changes in the complete ignorance of the rules-

It’s easy to use, and it goes without saying that even the throws that are caught and mixed into it are ever-changing. The magical handle is inseparable from the palm.

The impossible angle and continuous function are just like the same kind of wild beasts, and the unrestrained connection of skills is amazing and magnificent.

If you are familiar with the basics and beyond the principles of skill, then these two people seem to have drawn the same conclusion, that is, skills are hidden in power.

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It is precisely because of this that we can continue to explore possible skills.

Softness is often overcome by hardness, and hardness does not often break softness. Only when there is softness in hardness is the highest state.

For that answer, objections cannot be inserted into it. It can be said that those who object to this do not exist, their combat skills are supreme.

If it is said to be powerful, as mentioned earlier, no matter how good the weapon is, it cannot withstand being used in this way.

The storm rolled up blood, turned into true red, gradually deepening to enhance its intensity.

The two of them were about to be crushed. No matter what kind of weapon they were, since it was prefaced with human use, there were naturally boundaries.

However, at the only one step away, the two of them could not destroy their weapons. They were not deliberately grasping the right measure or avoiding the conflict between the sword and blade.

——But it doesn’t matter at all???????? Such a thing!

The ending that should have been met long ago. In the first round of the fight, we should have realized what kind of situation the opponent's weapon can maintain. At the same time, we should have also realized the power of the opponent.

It’s like a reverse calculation and drawing the drawings have been done long ago, until the ending game has been decided in an instant, and then you just need to act according to the blueprint you are depicting, in other words, it is a constant combat performance.

What should be terrifying is that compared to the instantaneous force of his thinking, the process derived by Ling Yan is not different. How the opponent attacks and how to take action is perfectly interpreted even though it is the first time he meets.

A surprising eye and an extraordinary confidence can be called an extraordinary confidence? No, should I say that it is precisely because of this?

It's like [my eyes can't be mistaken. If I expected you, even if I wanted to smash the world, I could do it easily...].

If one mistakenly judges, the sword dance that is immediately deadly will be treated as joy and joy.

Such confidence, so distorted... I almost felt like I didn't even know who I was???????

——It should be solved, you guy!

He looked over there and smiled wantonly: Because it is already time to end!

The momentum of the split silk and the sound of the blooming sound are approaching.

So far, he has perfectly interpreted the opponent's moves, and only at the end will he make a difference.

In other words, it seems that [I am the supreme one. Because I firmly believe in it as the supreme law, I have no doubt about victory.

I swung out as if I had only one blow.

However, that guy's weapon would be shattered by this blow, because he believed so deeply without doubt that he had no choice but to defend the final game.

Now, the scene he was depicted in his mind was: [My sword will split the opponent, and the opponent's sword will be crushed before it touches him].

At this point, the ending has been completely decided???????? Or, it was written long ago without any difference. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!