Chapter 1075
The sword is shining and the sword is murderous. The atmosphere of the foundation building Friar's majesty spreads with the battle, forming a low pressure in the air. The fierce sword spirit and sharp knife Gang refract and open in the collision, making a bang bang bang sound.
The surrounding trees were cut off by the sword gas, and the liquid droplets splashed to the ground. As they fought more and more fiercely, the smell of blood was also diffused in the air.
"Whew! Bang bang
A loose repair in the later period of foundation building wields a sharp sword. The blade of the sword infused with strong spiritual power is surging with the air flow visible to the naked eye. The cold sword air blows out and splits at Song Ming at a speed that can't be heard.
When he felt the crisis with the intention of killing, Song Ming looked in that direction. As soon as he could not resist it, he could only quickly jump to one side to avoid it. However, the speed of the other party was extremely fast. Even though he avoided the fatal blow, he was still hit by the powerful air current and flew out several meters away.
"Hiss!"
He took a breath, his body rolled on the ground and jumped up. The pain on his body made him look down.
I saw countless deep or shallow cuts on his body, blood oozed from the wound and pulled slightly. The pain made him open his mouth and bite his teeth, staring at the monk who was looking at him contemptuously.
"Pooh!" He vomited the blood in his mouth, wiped the corner of his mouth, took the sword and walked forward again: "fortunately, I avoid fast, otherwise I will be split in two."
He walked with the sword from slow to fast, one hand moved, as if there was something more in his arm, and his evil spirit was inspired: "look at your grandfather, I am bullied, right? After I kill you, you will know that your grandfather is not easy to bully
"Boy! Look for death
Another friar waved his sword and came forward. However, before he got close to Song Ming, he raised his hand with his left hand. A cold light suddenly came out of his hand. It turned out that a sleeve arrow shot directly out of the monk's heart and stabbed another person behind him.
"Well!"
The monk and the one behind him didn't expect to be hit by an arrow. His whole body froze for a moment, and the whole person fell back. At this time, the sleeve arrow shot at the back of the monk's chest flew back like a spirit force, and automatically pasted it back into Song Ming's sleeve arrow.
"Shit! Why don't you use this baby earlier? You have to wait for someone to kill you, don't you? " Ning Lang looks back and stares at him. His strength is not as strong as a few people. However, he kills people by virtue of his treasure. As a result, he is also the least injured.
"Bang!"
Luo Fei was kicked out by another sanxiu when attacking one person. He staggered back a few steps to stabilize it. After that, he covered the kicked belly and kneaded it. He glared angrily.
Under the heart angrily scolds: many people bully us less, right? Good! Then don't blame me for being a dirty girl.
He quickly retreated to Ning Lang, shaking out a strange mask from the space and handed it to him: "put it on!"
Ning Lang took a look and asked, "what can this do? To prevent people from beating in the face? "
"You can wear it. Don't ask so much nonsense. It won't hurt you anyway." Luo Fei said angrily. He took out a few more and threw them to Song Ming and Duan Ye. Finally, he wore one and took out something from the space.
Not far away, see this scene of Phoenix nine eyes light micro motion
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The surrounding trees were cut off by the sword gas, and the liquid droplets splashed to the ground. As they fought more and more fiercely, the smell of blood was also diffused in the air.
"Whew! Bang bang
A loose repair in the later period of foundation building wields a sharp sword. The blade of the sword infused with strong spiritual power is surging with the air flow visible to the naked eye. The cold sword air blows out and splits at Song Ming at a speed that can't be heard.
When he felt the crisis with the intention of killing, Song Ming looked in that direction. As soon as he could not resist it, he could only quickly jump to one side to avoid it. However, the speed of the other party was extremely fast. Even though he avoided the fatal blow, he was still hit by the powerful air current and flew out several meters away.
"Hiss!"
He took a breath, his body rolled on the ground and jumped up. The pain on his body made him look down.
I saw countless deep or shallow cuts on his body, blood oozed from the wound and pulled slightly. The pain made him open his mouth and bite his teeth, staring at the monk who was looking at him contemptuously.
"Pooh!" He vomited the blood in his mouth, wiped the corner of his mouth, took the sword and walked forward again: "fortunately, I avoid fast, otherwise I will be split in two."
He walked with the sword from slow to fast, one hand moved, as if there was something more in his arm, and his evil spirit was inspired: "look at your grandfather, I am bullied, right? After I kill you, you will know that your grandfather is not easy to bully
"Boy! Look for death
Another friar waved his sword and came forward. However, before he got close to Song Ming, he raised his hand with his left hand. A cold light suddenly came out of his hand. It turned out that a sleeve arrow shot directly out of the monk's heart and stabbed another person behind him.
"Well!"
The monk and the one behind him didn't expect to be hit by an arrow. His whole body froze for a moment, and the whole person fell back. At this time, the sleeve arrow shot at the back of the monk's chest flew back like a spirit force, and automatically pasted it back into Song Ming's sleeve arrow.
"Shit! Why don't you use this baby earlier? You have to wait for someone to kill you, don't you? " Ning Lang looks back and stares at him. His strength is not as strong as a few people. However, he kills people by virtue of his treasure. As a result, he is also the least injured.
"Bang!"
Luo Fei was kicked out by another sanxiu when attacking one person. He staggered back a few steps to stabilize it. After that, he covered the kicked belly and kneaded it. He glared angrily.
Under the heart angrily scolds: many people bully us less, right? Good! Then don't blame me for being a dirty girl.
He quickly retreated to Ning Lang, shaking out a strange mask from the space and handed it to him: "put it on!"
Ning Lang took a look and asked, "what can this do? To prevent people from beating in the face? "
"You can wear it. Don't ask so much nonsense. It won't hurt you anyway." Luo Fei said angrily. He took out a few more and threw them to Song Ming and Duan Ye. Finally, he wore one and took out something from the space.
Not far away, see this scene of Phoenix nine eyes light micro motion
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