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Chapter 138: The coincidence that I am not as good as I am,

Bang!

A low and huge sound exploded in the square.

Under the sudden strong wind, the tables and chairs were overturned, and the bowls, chopsticks and tableware mixed with wine and food were flying in a row.

With the two of them as the center, there was a mess around several feet, and large tracts of mud, sand and stone rose into the sky, as if two curtains were pulled up from the ground.

The energy is soaring and the wind is surging.

"Good knife technique!"

During a collision, Han Jing's body trembled, and a ferocious knife mark appeared on his arm, which was as thick as someone else's waist, and blood ticked.

Han Jing snorted coldly, and was about to pursue him, when he saw a faint smile appearing on the boy's face.

What?

Yu Yang slowly looked up and saw a dark cloud rolling in, as if a spring rain was coming!

Good come!

Click!

It is hard to tell whether it is a flash of sword light or a thunderbolt breaking through the sky.

At this moment, dark clouds covered the moon and strong winds rose. Most of the torches around the square were blown out, and the remaining ones were shaking and about to be destroyed.

A deeper ink color is coming!

In my ears, there was a violent sound of a sharp blade tearing through the wind, but what I saw in front of me was a darker black than the night sky!

This knife...

Where is the person?!

Confusion and horror emerged in the hearts of Han Jing and Luo Laoqi and others who were siegeing.

The perception of blood-changing warriors is amazing. They fight with others all year round and have a sharper perception, but at this moment, they can't capture Yang Yu at all.

It was like this sword slashing through the void, and the man hid in a different dimension.

After the thriller, it was a crisis that reached the extreme intensity!

"What a quick body move!!"

Han Jing's pupils contracted violently.

This sword was absolutely impossible to cut off the light. The only possibility was that the man keenly captured the gap between the dark clouds and was about to cover the moon, and used his extremely fast body and sword skills to cut off the torches on the square!

After a shock, a great crisis came.

His eyes lost traces of the enemy, but the overflowing cold still existed, and even he could clearly feel the stinging pain caused by the approaching of the pores of his body by the blade!

What kind of knife technique is this?!

A surging crisis surged in his heart, but Han Jing's heart suddenly became silent, and his perception instantly rose to the maximum. The experience of fighting for many years played a huge role at this time.

He couldn't see him, but he suddenly turned around, and his palm power surged out, slapped at the dead corner he felt!

Bang!

After the low explosion, there was a sudden strong wind.

The strong wind was extremely abrupt, but by chance, the remaining torches around the square were blown out!

The night is coming completely.

"ah!"

Under the deep night, some people exclaimed to light the torch, while others screamed.

Strong and firm~~~

Everyone was as if they were facing a great enemy. The waving sword light became the only light under the night, but it made everyone more and more frightened.

"Light the torch!"

Someone roared in shock and then turned into a scream, and the sticky blood rolled and fell along with his head full of hair.

"kill!"

In the night, roars came one after another.

Yang Yu's ape stretched out his arms, his body was undulating, and his spine was shaking, like a trapped dragon ascending to the sky, his speed was extremely fast, and he screamed in tears wherever he passed.

Han Jing and others roared one after another, using all their means, but they still could not stop the ghostly body movement.

He also chose the "wind" when traveling around the six void energy!

At this time, the thunder clouds rolled, the strong wind had arrived, and his speed was a little faster. The knife in his palm appeared invisible, and even the light of the knife seemed to disappear!

Killing in ten steps is an extremely amazing sword technique.

But in one day, Yang Yu couldn't use it to fight against the enemy, but he had completely grasped the essence of it.

That's fast!

Only after he truly refined the hundred-refined sword from Qixuanmen, he realized that the most essence of killing ten steps is not the sword technique, but the unique force-making technique!

This method is used for swords, and one killing step by step. If you use this method, you will not stop walking for a thousand miles!

Superman's five senses made him smell the coming thunderstorm during the day.

The night is dark and the wind is high and the thunderstorm is coming,

It is the time to draw a sword and kill someone!

Click!

A thunderbolt streaked through the sky.

Han Jing's eyes suddenly condensed, and under the night sky, a figure suddenly rose up and moved from more than ten feet away.

Step,

Bow,

Draw his sword and rise up!

quick!

Indescribably fast!

Han Jing's mind was beating wildly, and fear that had not tasted for a long time emerged in his heart.

He clearly saw this knife, but his body seemed to be bound by the airflow around him, and there was no reaction.

He knew it wasn't him being bound.

But the knife was too fast, so fast that he could see it, but couldn't react!

Bang!

Yang Yu was exerting all his strength. With the blessing of his inhuman power, the knife in his hand seemed to have disappeared, almost reaching the extreme.

The sword light seemed to have an invisible aura that broke through the airflow and cut off the strong wind, the tables and chairs, and looked down on the direction!

"Dao Gang?!"

Han Jing's scalp exploded!

With this sword waving, a sword energy that could be seen in the naked eye was born!

A punch three feet, and a knife exerts four inches of energy!

Such shallow internal energy can actually cut out the sword energy?!

This has subverted his perception!

"ah!"

Han Jing growled, like a ferocious beast on the verge of despair, roaring hysterically.

In an instant, the red face burst out with inner breath!

The fear was so great that the irresistible anger was swelling. In just a moment, Han Jing felt that blood was seeping out of his membrane, as if the blood in his internal organs was about to jump out of the shackles of the skin.

In the flash, he moved a little inch away.

laugh!

Blood splashes everywhere!

A thick arm as thick as a waist, with half of his shoulder soared into the sky. As he rolled, the sticky blood sprayed like rain.

shock!

quiet!

Under the thunderbolt, in the flashing light, all those who saw this scene stood still, shocked and shocked.

From a little gangster who was lying on the street to the leader of the gang with ten thousand people, Han Jing fought more than a hundred times in his life?

The reputation of the Sea Palm is made of countless corpses.

His reputation can even stop children from crying at night. Mulin Prefecture and even nearby prefectures have great reputations.

But at this moment, he was cut off his arm with one knife!

"brute!"

His eyes were red and he seemed to be about to drip blood. Han Jing's face was twisted like an evil ghost. Under the severe pain, he even ignored the broken arm that was bleeding.

With a roar, another cracked palm was slapped out:

"I want you to die!!!"

"Gangmaster!"

"Brother!"

Under the night, roars exploded.

The senior executives of the Giant Whale Gang, including Luo Laoqi, were extremely frightened and angry. With the turbulence of blood, they rushed towards Yang Yu who was standing in blood!

At this moment, no one dared to have any reservations anymore. They were all caused by internal breath, blood and energy, and they used killing moves.

They have been fighting for a long time and know what will happen if the gang leader loses, what will happen if they wait for them?

"Courtesy..."

Yang Yu glanced coldly, shook off the blood beads on the long sword, twisted his body to avoid the fierce and surging sea-breaking palm, and a little under his feet, the sword light had already slashed in a semicircular shape.

The ribs and tendons are one that is instantaneous explosion, and the other that lasts the endurance. The combination of the two is extremely fierce!

Don’t be afraid of instant fighting, and have a longer battle!

A big battle instantly reached the hottest level.

At some point, torches lit up again, and all the strong archers hiding in the dark were ready to go, and the bowstrings were on the arrow, but they looked at the battle situation.

No one dares to shoot arrows.

Among the swaying lights, all the powerful archers were sweating on their foreheads.

The huge square has become a killing field, with blood everywhere and dead bodies everywhere, which makes it shocking to see.

Half of the hundreds of gangs were killed or injured, and even the brave gang members dared not approach again.

"Prime Yang!"

"There are no timid people, and they have the ability to face me head-on!"

"Lao Liu!"

The sound of fighting, the roar, and the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded like a ball.

Han Jing and others roared and slapped them like a life-threatening death, but Yang Yu's figure changed, the person moved with the wind, and the knife moved with the heart, making it easier and freehand.

Although he could not see the progress bar, he could feel his martial arts, especially his sword skills and Zhouyou Liuxu, who were improving at a perceptible speed!

This feeling was so wonderful that for a moment, Yang Yu was a little reluctant to take the ruthless move.

...

...

"The shouts of killing disappeared..."

Xu Dajiao gently wiped the blood on his hands, and said lightly.

Behind him are the elite gang members of the Dajiao Gang, surrounded by corpses. Not far away, the Giant Whale Gang's base is located. With just one order, he can lead the crowd to attack the Giant Whale Gang's hinterland.

But his brows were deeply frowning.

Nothing else, it went too smoothly.

After the battle has come to this point, let alone the gang leader Han Jing, the thirteen helmsman of the Giant Whale Gang, and even the elite sword team of the Giant Whale Gang and the powerful crossbow team have not seen it.

It made him feel uneasy.

Not only him, Xu Silong, the other senior officials of the Da Jiao Gang and even the experts who invited to assist the boxing, all frowned.

This is so wrong.

"It's over, so I have to go in and take a look."

After a brief silence, Xu Silong spoke first, and he clasped his fists slightly and said, "I'm sorry, my father and uncles wait a moment, and my nephew will go in and find out!"

"Where is my nephew? I am still alive, so how can I let you take risks?"

An old man shook his head and stopped him.

"Okay, just go in together!"

Xu Dajiao waved his hand and took the lead in walking towards the Giant Whale Gang's residence. The rest of the people were shocked and became more and more cautious.

The closer they got to the Giant Whale Gang's base, the more confused they were.

There is no obstacle.

There was even no sound.

The distance is only dozens of feet, but the Giant Whale Gang's station is as quiet as a ghost, without any sound.

"dead body?!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

With the reflection of sporadic torches, the huge square is already ruined, with swords, broken corpses, mud, and pools of blood...

The messy scene after a great war.

"Zhao Laoliu, Wang Laoer... are they all dead?"

The crowd was shocked.

Suddenly, Xu Dajiao's hand tightened with the dragon head staff, and the rest of the people also lost their voices.

In the middle of the square, an old man with broken arms glared at him, his expression was ferocious, but he had no breath.

That's Han Jing.

He is dead!

Click!

In the night sky, thunderbolts reappear.

The hearts of the crowd became colder, but they saw a young man in blood stained with clothes on the only intact table on the square.

A big horse sits with a golden knife, holding a wine glass, looking from afar:
Chapter completed!
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