Chapter 137: Seven to One
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Seeing the sword blade coming, the fat man could still take care of the archers at this time! His steps were dodging and he was about to hide. He knew that as soon as he moved, he immediately slashed at him. He forced him to slow down, and the violent attack was already coming.
"So fast!" The fat man groaned, his toes suddenly pointed at the ground, and his body shot back three steps lightly. The dazzling golden sword slashed straight down to the fat man's eyes. "Boom!" The earth and stones flew, and deep sword marks appeared on the ground, and the nearby ground trembled slightly.
As soon as the shot was gone, the fat man's long sword was slashed down, while the other warrior on the opposite side was quick-witted. The sword immediately blocked the fat man's dragon-tooth sword. But he was very surprised that he was obviously just blocking him, but why did the fat man get flew backwards? However, he soon understood that it was because the fat man's target was not them at all.
"Fly-Dragon-Slash!"
The fat man swung his sword and immediately turned around and retreated. The blade emitted a light roar like a dragon. A light yellow halo continued to gather from the blade to the sharp blade, bursting out a circle of water-like ripples. An arc-shaped knife air flew out, but the target was the archer who had just escaped from his own hands diagonally opposite.
The archer had been hit by the fat man twice before. Under the influence of the ice sword energy, his speed had slowed down a little. However, the fat man's sudden change of direction was too strange. When it was reflected, the sword energy had already entered his body.
Surrounded by heavy siege, the fat man finally found the opportunity to successfully die the archer. Now the third young master Long's face turned a little serious.
He could have one of them lost. The remaining five people had a fever on their faces, and they immediately regrouped and rushed together. Pieces of sharp blades emitted different colors of light. With different loud shouts, the sword energy flew into a series of blurred sword shadows, like mercury sprinkled in the sky, or like surging waves, rolling and turbulent. The space spreading out only sealed the fat man's whole body in a silver light.
"Float--cloud--flash!"
"Cracking-wind-slash!"
"Correction--Tooth--Broken!"
"Star-light-break!"
"Annihilation-Destroy-Dance!"
For a moment, various powerful skills surged like a tide, setting off a huge sky in the air, and rolled towards the fat man with a storm. If someone else was present at this time, he would definitely scold him for being shameless. It would be embarrassing to beat one of the five, and he even used his skills to attack together. Afterwards, these five people would also turn red when they think about it!
The fat man wanted to dodge, but he didn't know how much. He could easily dodge and fight back. Two people attacked together, and fight back requires waiting for an opportunity, but there was no problem with dodging. However, the five people attacked with their skills together, and the effect produced was no less than a large-scale killing skill. In this kind of storm, he did not feel the confidence that he could completely avoid it.
The sword light flashed, and the shadow of the sword was like a rainbow. The fat man gritted his teeth, took a step, roared, and suddenly slashed out four swords. In an instant, the sound of violent dragon roar suddenly rose, and a thunder came from the clear sky.
In an instant, a lot of crystal-like lights surged from the dragon's teeth, gathering from the blade to the tip of the knife and bursting out. With the sound of dragon roar, four ice crystal dragons rolled and roared in a sea of ice fog, and threw themselves into the surging waves. A wave was shattered, and the shadow of the knife disappeared.
"Puff!" The fat man withdrew four or five steps in a recoil. His chest was up and down, and finally he couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his health fell by only more than 30 points.
The situation of the five people on the opposite side was even worse. He hit the four domineering sword auras of the Dragon Reincarnation Slash. The two soldiers in front felt that their arms were numb and immediately chopped out. The three people who took the two swords behind were not so lucky. The Divine Dragon Sword Technique was much higher in level than their skills. After fighting hard, it was the most powerful second sword. The domineering sword aura directly scattered their skills and moves, and the sword aura entered the body, and the three people were directly hung back.
The real power of the Dragon Sword Technique, the fat man also had a further understanding of the battle between Hua Wuying. Especially after learning the sword skill and being able to release the sword energy, the dragon-shaped sword aura seemed extremely fierce and domineering, and it seemed to be invincible! And how many secrets there are in this Dragon Sword Technique that he didn't know?
Mr. Long could no longer do it at this time. Five masters fought hard, but three of them were killed directly. If the fat man could still let him walk out here alive today, how could their Qinglong have the same face to meet people? I wanted to take out a long sword at this point. While the fat man was still falling to the ground, he roared and brought out a vast sword shadow, and hissing sword energy was scattered and shot straight towards the fat man.
The fat man's qi and blood were unstable at this time, and his feet were floating. When he saw the sword energy of the third young master Long, he cursed in his heart, and had to step forward and take three steps in a row.
Because he could no longer use his skills within eight seconds after using the Dragon Reincarnation Slash, the fat man had to rely on his body skills to dodge. With one move, the third young master Long attacked eighteen swords in a row. The swords and swords were connected, and the moves were gorgeous and changed like lightning. Finally, the fat man's dodging footwork was also practiced bit by bit, which was a real skill. No matter how fast his sword was, it was not beyond his ability.
After hiding for three or five steps, the fat man's unstable chest gradually stabilized. He slightly retreated, twisted the handle of the knife, and the blade rotated and embedded in a sword shadow. The sound of the "ding ding dangdang" golden swords fighting each other continuously.
Chapter completed!