Immortal Martial God Chapter 1660: Back
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Three warriors rushed up, jumped on the shoulders of the setting sun, and slashed their swords around his neck.
The sword cut on his neck, and it spattered a string of sparks, but it still cut out a series of fine wounds in the setting sun that was extremely weak.
Lian Lan stretched out his hands and grabbed the ankles of the three people. Before the three opened their mouths, their bodies quickly turned white and then turned into a puff of fine white sand.
Xiang Nan rushed forward and stood up from the ground, holding the giant knife high, pointing it at the sky.
Rumble, rumbling...
There were waves of thunder in the sky.
Dark clouds were dense, and thunderbolts fell from the sky one after another, and the heavy bombardment hit Xiang Nan's blade.
After that, Xiang Nan fell like a meteor and smashed the giant knife to the ground.
Boom!
A violent electric wave, surging, roaring, and rolling out.
All the enemies were swallowed by the electric wave.
These dense electric waves are connected in high-speed series on them, beating, jumping from one person to another, and then to the next person.
The thunder and lightning on these hundreds of warriors kept jumping with each other and connected with each other. After one person was jumped once, before he had time to react, the thunder and lightning on the next person jumped on him again.
Xiang Nan drew a large-scale thunder and lightning to attack the enemy. This kind of thunder and lightning can hardly cause a definite injury to the martial artists of Wusheng Sixth Layer, but it caused them to collectively become stiff!
A shadow that was not seen by anyone flashed several times on the scene.
In a moment, the heads of several Wushengs disappeared.
The shadow flashed again, and the heads of several Martial Saints disappeared!
The black sickle squinted his eyes, his body like a ghost, and a shadow like a charm, constantly shuttled through the crowd of enemies.
Every time it flickers, several Wu Sheng's heads are cut off.
Seven or eight people rushed up with difficult steps, and surrounded Xiang Nan in a hack.
Xiang Nan's physical strength is extremely weak, and it is difficult to even stand. After the moment of high fighting spirit just broke out, his body fell into weakness again.
The seven or eight people chopped Xiang Nan to the ground at the same time, and they greeted each other with the knife.
Xiang Nan raised his knife to block and cut the three of them in succession, but he had endured more than a hundred times of slashes on his face, chest, legs, and arms.
These chaotic knives were enough to chop Xiang Nan into meat sauce three times in a row, and his unique and terrifying physical quality allowed him to survive, but there were countless dense small incisions left on his body.
Hei sickle turned his head fiercely, his eyes drenched, he turned into an afterimage and flashed to Xiang Nan's side, the black dagger in his hand flashed, and the four warriors who felled Xiang Nan were hit by the sword.
Just as the black sickle lifted the corpses of the four people away, a dozen more people swooped up, and the weak black sickle fell to the ground.
The smell of blood!
Black sickle possesses a secret body technique that people can't detect, but in this fierce battle, his weak body must release more qi, and more qi represents more intense qi. The qi fluctuated, leaving him with nowhere to hide.
The most serious thing is the smell of blood! His whole body is full of blood. The smell of this blood makes him a living target. It may be difficult for the enemy to see his speed, but with the smell of his blood, he can tell where he landed.
A sword slashed on the black sickle, almost slicing his arm in two.
Xiang Nan rolled up, pierced the giant knife, and stabbed the four people lying on the black sickle through three!
The black sickle is also sturdy, he just bites, biting through the neck of the last person!
"Get up!"
Xiang Nan jumped up, grabbed the black sickle with his left hand and his right hand, pulling him up.
At the same time, Xiang Nan inserted the giant knife into the ground with his right hand, turned the knife back vigorously, and shouted, "Save the blue sky!"
The black sickle jumped onto the hilt, and with the bounce of the blade, it ejected the black sickle and flew towards the blue sky.
Twenty or thirty people have embraced the setting sun and hung on him. Two of them forced the blue sky from the back of the setting sun and "tipped" it down.
Throwing the blue sky on the side of the road, seven or eight people rushed up, stabbing and hacking.
In this kind of melee, it is difficult to use martial arts, there is not so much time, and there is not so much space.
Because they have a lot of people, Xiang Nan has few people, so after releasing martial arts, the probability of accidentally hurting himself is greater.
Three or four knives were slashed on the belly of the blue sky in a row, almost cutting him whole in the waist, and even the intestines were picked out by the tip of an enemy's knife.
The black sickle flew in, and his shadow passed through the group of warriors who slashed the blue sky!
Immediately, there were four people, their heads separated.
"Hit!" Black sickle holds both hands, holding black daggers, protecting the blue sky behind him, and pushing both daggers forward at the same time.
The enemy's ping-pong sword slashed down, on the black sickle dagger, on the fingers, the back of the hand, and the forearm.
The little finger and ring finger of his left hand flew away!
The blue sky sits behind Black Scythe, using the precious time he has bought for him with his life, embracing him with both hands, and between the two hands of the tiger's mouth, it condenses into a spiral water ball.
"Water Festival."
The blue sky blew a mouthful, blowing the water ball from above the black sickle's head.
The water ball was suspended in the air and began to spin fast.
"Ah ah ah ah..."
A group of enemies suddenly screamed, their bodies began to lean towards the water polo, and they desperately supported their bodies to prevent themselves from being sucked in.
An amazing scene appeared.
Although these people's bodies were not sucked away by the water polo, a lot of liquid appeared on their bodies, and these liquids came out one after another and were sucked into the water polo.
The group of warriors who had been sucked away with the liquid dried up, decayed, and turned into fine white sand. Immediately after Peng Peng Peng Peng exploded, it burst into dust and sand.
The water ball **** more and more! Every time an enemy's liquid is sucked in, the water polo is even more powerful!
Black sickle's eyes were quick, and he snatched his severed finger back and threw it into the ring first.
At this time, more than eighty people have been sucked up by the water polo!
The diameter of the water ball, from the first ten centimeters, has reached the terrible two-meter giant now!
"Chopped that thing!"
The twelve warriors roared, and everyone gave way.
The twelve people condensed the qi at the same time, gathered the qi into a giant sword light of fifty meters, and smashed it towards the water ball.
The shadow of the black sickle flashed, and he directly used his body to resist the sword light.
But halfway through the flash out, he felt his strength was lacking, and his eyes suddenly went dark.
As soon as the two black daggers hit the blade, the black sickle was fluttered out.
He wowfully spouted a big mouthful of blood and shot it backwards.
Xiang Nan slashed five people in succession, and approached him and hugged the black sickle that flew back.
Boom!
The water polo was smashed into pieces by a knife!
"The boy who chopped the water vein!" The enemy roared.
Dozens of people turned into dozens of bright lights, and instantly reached the front of the blue sky, followed by swords and hacks.
The blue sky has no power to resist, just watching those swords and shadows, knowing that he is exhausted.
Clang clang clang!
In a moment, a huge figure knelt before the blue sky.
The setting sun, with his huge body and his back, blocked all the swords that slashed into the blue sky.
He lay in front of the blue sky, facing the face of the blue sky, he smiled and said: "Black boy, you still owe me a fight." The blue sky was taken aback, then laughed, and said: "Who beats who Not necessarily."