Power and Empire Chapter 910: The Dancer’s Death (4)
The Death of 910 Dancers (4)
"Open!" The fat man snorted with a domineering gesture, and the blue soft sword on his waist drew a circle of impenetrable sword light, when he suddenly climbed to the peak,
The body miraculously flashed the stabbing sword coming from behind, a powerful and heavy swing, without even looking at it, a striking and extremely dangerous blow, which violates the trajectory of the laws of physics, Rapier hits behind the center
It is Fatty's most skilled maneuvering swallow. No matter it is time or angle, it is impeccable. In a hurry, the opponent is inevitable and can only choose to block with a sword.
"When"! Mars burst into the golden and iron humming, tearing through the empty tranquility of the mountain top like a sharp sword, and the other party heard a painful grunt, and his face was panicked and backed away. Obviously he didn't expect the fat man to be so powerful. One hit kills, so it was easily broken. Instead of gaining any advantage in an undercover attack, he was forced by the strong force from the stabbing sword and could only choose to pull the distance away.
"Pretend to be a fool! Come on, who are you?"
The fat man stood with a sword in the moonlight, his eyes split like a knife and looked at a pretty figure standing a few meters away,
I saw a delicate woman wearing a double-breasted round-necked blue jersey, standing there with a sharp sword in her hand, with icy skin and jade skin, as beautiful as a fairy,
Although his eyes are full of anger and staring at himself,
But it is beautiful and beautiful, without any powdery face, with a certain indescribable sadness and beauty, standing on the top of the mountain with grace and grace, charming. The contour lines that are full of beauty like a knife, show its cold and ruthless character,
"If it wasn't for you to save Miss Messi, I could kill you in the secret road just now!" The woman's vicious tone surprised the fat man secretly
"You are the number one master of the Cloud of Dorokk, Shadowstab Ansdian!" The fat man looked at each other, a guess flashed in his mind, and suddenly his face changed slightly and asked,
"Have you heard of me?" The woman on the other side showed a slightly surprised look, like an iceberg, her face returned to calm and said, "Miss Boshahuali should have told you, she is really crazy about you, even I can leave everything behind and go with you, but unfortunately, you are destined to die here tonight! The heart of this first beauty in Dorok, I am afraid that I will be sad for a while!"
"Haha, if you can kill me with big words, then I would have died a long time ago! I don’t know how many times!" The fat man raised the soft sword in his hand without fear, and put on an active attack posture. Nakami Kiyoshi’s eyebrows are embedded with a pair of jewel-like eyes that are shining and flying, and there is a coldness that can impress anyone in the calmness.
Crackling beside the fire with sparks, "Hoo" a spinning dead leaf was swept up in the air, and the king's domineering honed on the battlefield filled the entire space like a frenzy,
"Under the shadow sting, there is no life, any struggle is useless!" "The woman's face is not moved, and the drooping rapier in her hand is slowly raised and pointed at the fat man, her tone reveals A strong confidence,
At this time, the fat man really saw the terrifying weapon that hit his back just now, the thorn sword about half a meter long, and the sharp short thorn tip oozes the blue crystal brilliance, sharp and dark blue. If it’s not moving, it seems to be able to hide into the darkness automatically. If it’s not witnessed with your own eyes, you must not believe that there will be such an excellent forging technology in this era. The shadow stab is well-known but deserves its name.
"Really, I didn't know who it was just now. I even used the despicable means of behind-the-scenes, but it was still fruitless! "There is a scornful sneer at the corner of the fat man's mouth." There are some things, I just tried to find out.
"Glib tongues are the **** thing!"
The beauty on the opposite side clearly felt that the fat man was teasing herself, her face was pale, and the sharp short thorn in her hand turned into a phantom, with a sound of "clang",
The short thorn made a trembling sound as if it came to life, and it flew from the woman's hand, imaginary shaking, like an electric flash, and when the fat man was preparing to draw the sword, it suddenly shifted, like a shadow Roaring from the side of the fat man,
There is no difference as if someone is manipulating it. The aura of the extreme icy cold just hit once again, as if naked ** exposed to the cold wind and snow.
"Come well!" The fat man curled his mouth in disdain, his eyes flashed brightly, and the blue soft sword in his hand seemed unintentional, but it was already well before the short thorns that broke through the air.
There are many wonderful phenomena, and they can't keep changing within a space of one meter, and every change is so clear and understandable,
It's like a leisurely painting. The most terrible thing is that every change makes the change method of the opposite beauty volley spur into defeat, giving birth to a feeling of depression that has been exhausted, and the two competed and saw the difference.
"Yangyue" Shadow Spike Ansdian finally couldn't control it anymore, his arms moved horizontally, and the shadowless spear that seemed to be flying in the sky hovered in the air for a circle, and then suddenly attacked towards the fat man's face door,
"I have used it once, can I still use it a second time?" The fat man shot a pair of tiger eyes with unprecedented brilliance, and stared at his opponent without blinking. The blue soft sword in his hand suddenly stood up, and slammed a sword into the void in the sky,
"Bang" blue light was like an illusion, and the seemingly nothing black void suddenly sounded with a crisp sound of tension and fracture. Swish, a very secret black thread fell from the air, and the hovering shadowless thorn seemed to lose control. Like, suddenly deviated from the original direction, to the left of the fat man, and plunged deeply into the mound under his feet
"The phantom thorn was broken!" The shadow thorn Ansdian on the opposite side was obviously stunned. The black wire remote control was the secret of the phantom thorn~IndoMTL.com~ but she didn't expect that the fat man on the other side only looked at it. It can be seen through once. And it can predict the location of the phantom thorn with great accuracy, which is simply unheard of
"How to calculate, it's my turn!" The fat man snorted coldly, and suddenly rushed forward, and the soft sword in his hand rushed forward. There was a tragic atmosphere on the battlefield, and he had the courage to move forward and never back down.
"When"! Sword stabbing combat. The beauty whose strength is obviously not her opponent snorted, and the fat man swept back three steps with stabbings. The beauty can stand firmly by leaning against a rock with her back panting.
"Who are you!" Shadowstalker Ansdian looked at the fat man a few meters away with fear. I don't know why. The moment the fat man held the blue sword, it seemed that man and the sword were inseparable and integrated. The whole is a strong and profound feeling, subtle and unspeakable.
"I said, you are not my opponent!"
The fat man’s eyes shined at the same time, which made An Sidian feel that both the inside and outside of the body were seen through. A strong breath of substance, almost overwhelming her own breath, made her have the luck to resist. You must force yourself to rise up in fighting spirit, otherwise you will be terrified, and you will be defeated without a fight. Such martial arts, unless they are witnessed, cannot believe that they are true.
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