Bang!

A low and huge sound exploded in the square.

Under the sudden strong wind, the tables and chairs were overturned, and the bowls, chopsticks and tableware mixed with wine and food were flying in a row.

With the two of them as the center, there was a mess around several feet, and large tracts of mud, sand and stone rose into the sky, as if two curtains were pulled up from the ground.

The energy is soaring and the wind is surging.

"Good knife technique!"

During a collision, Han Jing's body trembled, and a ferocious knife mark appeared on his arm, which was as thick as someone else's waist, and blood ticked.

Han Jing snorted coldly, and was about to pursue him, when he saw a faint smile appearing on the boy's face.

What?

Yu Yang slowly looked up and saw a dark cloud rolling in, as if a spring rain was coming!

Good come!

Click!

It is hard to tell whether it is a flash of sword light or a thunderbolt breaking through the sky.

At this moment, dark clouds covered the moon and strong winds rose. Most of the torches around the square were blown out, and the remaining ones were shaking and about to be destroyed.

A deeper ink color is coming!

In my ears, there was a violent sound of a sharp blade tearing through the wind, but what I saw in front of me was a darker black than the night sky!

This knife...

Where is the person?!

Confusion and horror emerged in the hearts of Han Jing and Luo Laoqi and others who were siegeing.

The perception of blood-changing warriors is amazing. They fight with others all year round and have a sharper perception, but at this moment, they can't capture Yang Yu at all.

It was like this sword slashing through the void, and the man hid in a different dimension.

After the thriller, it was a crisis that reached the extreme intensity!

"What a quick body move!!"

Han Jing's pupils contracted violently.

This sword was absolutely impossible to cut off the light. The only possibility was that the man keenly captured the gap between the dark clouds and was about to cover the moon, and used his extremely fast body and sword skills to cut off the torches on the square!

After a shock, a great crisis came.

His eyes lost traces of the enemy, but the overflowing cold still existed, and even he could clearly feel the stinging pain caused by the approaching of the pores of his body by the blade!

What kind of knife technique is this?!

A surging crisis surged in his heart, but Han Jing's heart suddenly became silent, and his perception instantly rose to the maximum. The experience of fighting for many years played a huge role at this time.

He couldn't see him, but he suddenly turned around, and his palm power surged out, slapped at the dead corner he felt!

Bang!

After the low explosion, there was a sudden strong wind.

The strong wind was extremely abrupt, but by chance, the remaining torches around the square were blown out!

The night is coming completely.

"ah!"

Under the deep night, some people exclaimed to light the torch, while others screamed.

Strong and firm~~~

Everyone was as if they were facing a great enemy. The waving sword light became the only light under the night, but it made everyone more and more frightened.

"Light the torch!"

Someone roared in shock and then turned into a scream, and the sticky blood rolled and fell along with his head full of hair.

"kill!"

In the night, roars came one after another.

Yang Yu's ape stretched out his arms, his body was undulating, and his spine was shaking, like a trapped dragon ascending to the sky, his speed was extremely fast, and he screamed in tears wherever he passed.

Han Jing and others roared one after another, using all their means, but they still could not stop the ghostly body movement.

He also chose the "wind" when traveling around the six void energy!

At this time, the thunder clouds rolled, the strong wind had arrived, and his speed was a little faster. The knife in his palm appeared invisible, and even the light of the knife seemed to disappear!

Killing in ten steps is an extremely amazing sword technique.

But in one day, Yang Yu couldn't use it to fight against the enemy, but he had completely grasped the essence of it.

That's fast!

Only after he truly refined the hundred-refined sword from Qixuanmen, he realized that the most essence of killing ten steps is not the sword technique, but the unique force-making technique!

This method is used for swords, and one killing step by step. If you use this method, you will not stop walking for a thousand miles!

Superman's five senses made him smell the coming thunderstorm during the day.

The night is dark and the wind is high and the thunderstorm is coming,

It is the time to draw a sword and kill someone!

Click!

A thunderbolt streaked through the sky.

Han Jing's eyes suddenly condensed, and under the night sky, a figure suddenly rose up and moved from more than ten feet away.

Step,

Bow,

Draw his sword and rise up!

quick!

Indescribably fast!

Han Jing's mind was beating wildly, and fear that had not tasted for a long time emerged in his heart.

He clearly saw this knife, but his body seemed to be bound by the airflow around him, and there was no reaction.

He knew it wasn't him being bound.

But the knife was too fast, so fast that he could see it, but couldn't react!

Bang!

Yang Yu was exerting all his strength. With the blessing of his inhuman power, the knife in his hand seemed to have disappeared, almost reaching the extreme.

The sword light seemed to have an invisible aura that broke through the airflow and cut off the strong wind, the tables and chairs, and looked down on the direction!

"Dao Gang?!"

Han Jing's scalp exploded!

With this sword waving, a sword energy that could be seen in the naked eye was born!

A punch three feet, and a knife exerts four inches of energy!

Such shallow internal energy can actually cut out the sword energy?!

This has subverted his perception!

"ah!"

Han Jing growled, like a ferocious beast on the verge of despair, roaring hysterically.

In an instant, the red face burst out with inner breath!

The fear was so great that the irresistible anger was swelling. In just a moment, Han Jing felt that blood was seeping out of his membrane, as if the blood in his internal organs was about to jump out of the shackles of the skin.

In the flash, he moved a little inch away.

laugh!

Blood splashes everywhere!

A thick arm as thick as a waist, with half of his shoulder soared into the sky. As he rolled, the sticky blood sprayed like rain.

shock!

quiet!

Under the thunderbolt, in the flashing light, all those who saw this scene stood still, shocked and shocked.

From a little gangster who was lying on the street to the leader of the gang with ten thousand people, Han Jing fought more than a hundred times in his life?

The reputation of the Sea Palm is made of countless corpses.
To be continued...