Imperial God Emperor: 0437, One Sword is One Sword

Ximen Yeshuo's eyes flashed with excitement, like a sneaky cat preparing to break into a shallow pond with a lot of fat fish, can't wait to eat it.

Wen Wan took Stupid Dog Little Nine's hand and released it slightly.

But just then, unexpected changes occurred.

In the depths of the Barbarian Race mission, someone came out. A seemingly general expert came out of the alley surrounded by hundreds of Barbarian Race warriors.

The crowd watching in the distance, seeing this scene, suddenly became nervous.

Are there really going to be a big fight?

The crowd subconsciously retreats.

The head of the wild man, with a dark color in his eyes, came to the front, glanced over seven people, including Gao Han, and did not know what he was thinking. He was silent for dozens of hours. Then he gritted his teeth and waved his hands backwards.

Several Barbarian Race warriors came out from behind.

Five in total.

All the armor was removed, and the hardcover upper body full of black Wenqing was exposed, as if it were five giant bears. The snow-white fangs peculiar to the Barbarian Race warrior belonged were curved like horns, and were one foot long. Lips that make them look like beasts.

Gao Han was shocked.

The five Barbarian Race samurai are the five miscellaneous pieces that ruined the girl before.

What does it mean for the Barbarian Race mission to let them out?

At this time, the Barbarian Race general in the distance snorted coldly, and spoke Human Race in a language that was very stubborn but barely understood by Gao Han and others, saying: "I Barbarian Race Erlang, never let anyone Slaughter can only die in battle, not under Alien race. If you want revenge for those women, you have to solve it in the true expert way. "

After that, the five Barbarian Race warriors all sneered and roared.

The Human Race people watching in the distance, when they heard this scene, they suddenly scolded, and there were bolder people who smashed stones from a distance.

Gao Han understands what these barbarians mean.

Want to duel?

He thought for a while, looked back at a few others, and laughed: "You guys, what do you think?"

Ximen Yeshuo is obviously very disappointed. He casually scanned the five Barbarian Race samurai and eagerly proposed: "Five, just put this group of barbarians into a den, it is not a good thing anyway ..."

Gao Han twitched, and then ignored the war madman's suggestion automatically.

Wen Wan pouted and did not speak.

"This matter ... needs to be discussed for a long time, we ... if something goes wrong, it is not good for adults ..." Liu Jinyan said intermittently.

"Yeah, yeah, peace is expensive ..." Dai Youmeng is also lingering.

Gao Han smiled and looked at Yang Henshui and Li Changkong again.

Yang Henshui didn't say a word, walked out step by step directly, gripped in the backhand void, Cold Steel cold Yan saw long knife flashed in the light, appeared in his hands.

"Who will lead the death first?"

The frustrated saber master stepped into the battlefield, and the split second broke out with fierce fighting.

The five Barbarian Race warriors looked at each other. The one on the far right stood up with a smile.

The dense black tattoo on his body flashed like a black poisonous snake. One of the black knife tattoos spread along the arm, and eventually fell into his palm, turning into a giant long knife.

The cold brilliant saw of Yang Henshui is considered as a giant soldier in the Human Race expert weapon, but it is less than half compared with the long sword in the hands of this Barbarian Race warrior more than three meters high.

Yang Henshui doesn't say a word.

The knife air is like a wave, separating the void from the void. The visible air wave roars and rolls towards both sides. A thin line of knife air, between the electric light and the fire, cuts to the Barbarian Race warrior.

Barbarian Race Samurai waved his sword to meet.

Boom!

Knife to knife.

Force and force.

During the roar, the long knife in the hands of the Barbarian Race warrior was instantly broken into pieces of black butterflies. His entire body flew out like a puppet, and a gap was opened in the tiger's mouth of his right hand. White bones and muscle cracks were faintly visible. It even spread to the right shoulder ...

"With your Cultivation Base, I can't catch my half move at all, actually blocked this knife ... Don't hide it, show the power in your body that does not belong to you, otherwise the next move, you will have no chance It's up! "

Yang Henshui is a touch of authenticity.

Leng Yan saw in his hand and stepped into the battle, as if instantly changed into a person, no longer the indifferent, seemingly decadent and silent soldier before, but an unparalleled sword, sharp It is pressing, and there is a kind of dazzling sharpness that dares not be despised.

The Barbarian Race Samurai obviously understands the meaning of Yang Henshui.

He roared, the blood sprayed from his right arm did not fall to the ground, and as if there was life, under a string of golden wires that was almost invisible to the naked eye, the blood infiltrated those dark Among the colored tattoos ...

The expression of Barbarian Race Samurai's face appeared agitated and painful.

His tooth decayed, his figure swelled again, and the power of terror Aura erupted on his body. The momentum seemed to be rising like crazy waves and hurricanes ...

"Kill you!"

The gigantic long sword again turned out, and the knife flares flickered with strange pale gold, permeating the dangerous and tricky feeling.

Barbarian Race Samurai rushed over.

Yang Henshui is expressionless, holding Leng Yansaw backhand in a strange posture.

"Be careful ..." Gao Han couldn't help reminding.

Because of the Barbarian Race samurai after the bizarre change, the power is violent to an incredible level, absolutely not lower than Yang Henshui, and the pale golden sword that has been transformed has a taboo-like power, which makes Gao Han also startled.

Barbarian Race is cheating.

Gao Han suddenly understood over this split second.

But everything seems to be late for already.

"Hehehe ... stab you with a knife!" Because Yang Henshui was in a long laugh, his body squatted slightly, and then flashed out like an emergency light.

Fearless.

A knife in your hand and an enemy in front of you.

Kill!

The gale lifted the long hair of Yang Henshui.

His angular Chinese character face, in this split second, has an unshakable perseverance that dares not be compelled to look at, the blinking in his eyes is the indomitable firmness of a real soldier.

In the sky.

The long knife collides with the long knife again.

The bright Guanghua burst out, everyone at split second couldn't help but close their eyes, as if there was suddenly a round of Clear Sun in the sky. The dazzling light made everything in sight lose its luster.

Yes.

Guanghua is gone.

People saw Yang Henshui step by step, and stepped firmly out of the battlefield. He held a long knife and walked against the light, just like the hero returned in battle.

Distant.

The body of the Barbarian Race warrior shook, and suddenly turned into seventeen or eighty pieces, as if it were a pile of collapsed blocks, and collapsed.

The grunt rolled on the ground several times on the skull of Shuo Big Head, and his eyes were wide open, as if to death, and he did not believe that he had died like this!

"General Yang, you ..."

Gao Han went out and wanted to help Yang Henshui.

Because of the Yang Henshui at this time, it looks really miserable.

Changing from the left chest to the right, fortunately, the knife marks are not deep, but this is not really the most terrible injury because his half face seems to be burned by some flame to become coke, lost With the shape, all over and around, there are also burn marks all over, as if it was charred wood burned by the fire, it is really hard to believe that he is still alive!

"I'm okay ... I can hold it up, the tall man doesn't have to worry, even in the first battle in two decades, even if he falls apart," Yang Henshui's tone came with a touch of satisfaction.

"Why do you fight hard? The barbarian has a force in his body, which is not his strength. He only needs to walk around and he can't support it for too long ..." sighed Gao Han.

At this time, the seven bright envoys, already, saw that the body of the Barbarian Race warrior, the real expert of the Barbarian Race mission, broke into an external force, which was a terrifying expert force left in his body, which broke out. Below, it is enough to instantly kill an initial Sea of Bitterness Stage expert.

But Gao Han smiled.

"A knife, that's a knife, the soldier speaks, never changes ... His eyes suddenly became extremely tender, as if he remembered something, holding the knife in his right hand and touching the knife with his left hand, as if touching a dear woman His skin is the same: "Old man, taste the demon blood again, but then the old Ling Yun? "

Leng Yan saw trembled slightly and made a soft beep.

It seems to be responding to Yang Henshui.

Gao Han suddenly choked.

The eyes of Wen Wan and Ximen Yeshuo, looking at Yang Henshui, have changed and changed again. For the first time, they have shown admiration for the soldiers who are silent and obsessed with Tang in this weekday.

Liu Jinyan and Dai Youmeng, with their heads down, don't know what they are thinking.

Yang Sham Shui Because of this series of actions, the burnt muscles on his face cracked instantly, shocking flesh and blood cracks, and a scorching sun-like force, apparently still crazy in his body Ground erosion destroyer.

His body shook, and in the end he still stood still.

"The remaining four people are free from you." Yang Henshui stunned, his face calmly.

"Ha Ha Ha Ha ..." Li Changkong suddenly laughed.

"Lao Yang, I really have you. Today I truly know you," this handsome young man with a wine gourd walking toward Barbarian Race Samurai with a smile, hair flying, robe fluttering, loudly: "However, I want to let you know who I am."

Li Changkong takes the initiative.

At this time, a crowd of spectators in the distance burst out with shouts, applause and applause. After experiencing the initial shock, the people who responded only felt that something was burning in their bodies. Can't wait to burst out.

The sword, the man ...

The wine gourd, the man ...

That's all!

All the courage that is compressed by fear in the deepest part of the body is suddenly inspired, occupying the body of everyone irresistibly.

The crowd gathered around and approached step by step.

Although there is no ability to help the warriors fighting for Human Race dignity, at least they can show their modest support.

This is what everyone thinks.

Boom!

A terrifying burst of sound is heard from the battlefield again.

Bright brilliance reappears.

This time, almost everyone is fighting for the price of being blinded by this white light, without closing their eyes, quietly waiting for the light arc to disperse the dust to settle, waiting for the second battle result.

Long laughter.

Li Changkong came out with a chic figure, no scars on his face, handsome and elegant appearance and that cynical smile, enough to make the most beautiful girl nymph scream.

"Haha, Lao Yang, do you accept Lao Tzu?" He laughed.

Yang Henshui and everyone's eyes fell on him.

Compared to the unscathed head, Li Changkong's chest, waist and abdomen are extremely injured. The muscles are almost all carbonized. Even the internal organs can be seen faintly. It is also a black, black blood. With my feet flowing down, one step at a time ...

Yang Henshui grinned: "Dead face."

Li Changkong gritted his teeth: "Go and go, Lao Tzu is different from you. I still have to rely on this handsome face to fascinate thousands of girls. Of course, I have to protect my face, your square face, disfigured It doesn't matter ... "

Then both laughed-

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