“He’s going to send you to the West!”

The blood roared in the throat, the full-out of the state of Zhang Yifeiwei tugging, three or four meters of giant body, a few steps of the wild, bursting, wrapped right fist like a piecemeal cut through the void, stirring up a fierce wind dance, like an angry beast let out a roar, with no momentum.

Moro Xu's body moved slightly, and his right foot took a step back, like a steel nail deep in ice, and his body was firmly standing.In the face of Zhang Yifei's such a strong blow does not shy away, a fierce war has emerged in the scarlet eyes, the corners of the mouth show an arc of laughter, which seems to be contempt, and then the face suddenly becomes thorny, and the forehead is bulging: "Well, then I will try your fist in the end!"

The voice fell, and the arms were crossed on the chest, and the face was trembling.

The iron fist of Zhang Yifei, the broken void and the fierce impact on his folded arms...

“Hush”

With a dull explosion, the tyrannical force surging, Moro Xu like a locomotive hit by a gallop, like a shell flying back and forth, "bombing" a hundred meters away from a seven-eight meters high iceberg to smash, and he himself is buried under countless ice.

And the next second, the pile of ice burst out, and Moro Xu stood up without injury.

Zhang Yifei for a while stunned, just now that punch did not release water at all, the solid impact on each other, the result is that he did not hurt each other at all, which makes him really unable to accept, the blood night family's body is also too strong.

“The power is not good!”Moro Xu reached out and patted the ice slag falling on his body, carelessly.

Zhang Yi flew back to God and shouted, "Less than that, when you put the old man on your back, you can talk with this attitude."

“Hey, as you wish!”Moro Xu smiled coldly, and then the strength approached.

Zhang Yifei blinked his eyes, Moro Xu has come to the near, the speed is really fast to the extreme, after the surprise, Zhang Yifei will bite the front teeth, bracing against the enemy.

The wind is whistling!Shouting!

On one side is the body of three or four meters of giants, and on the other side is a bloodthirsty race of ordinary human size, the hand-to-hand combat of the two, fierce and shocking eyeballs, the ice collapses in their battles, and the sound of terrifying limbs stirs the soul.

Jiang Haojun took his eyes away from Zhang Yifei and fell on the bloodless night swordsman who was as quiet as if he did not exist.

The dragon knife slowly came out of the sheath, and Mori's cold war spirit stirred up himself: "It's up to us!"

“Do you use a knife?”The man’s eagle glanced at him.

“Does that still need to be asked?”

Jiang Haojun licked his lips, his eyes were firm, the dragon knife finally came out of the sheath, crossed the half-circle in the void, and the knife pointed straight to the ground, "The knife is in person!"

The cold knife was surging from the knife, and the dragon knife "buzz" made a low roar, like the beast roaring in a low voice before the battle.

"A good man is one, you are a knifeman, and I am a swordsman."

The eagle man slowly pulled out the long sword on his back, and the action was natural, whether it was holding the sword or lifting the sword, it made people feel that he was moving, not right, and accurately he could see his movements, but the brain felt that he had never moved, quietly, and abnormally ethereal.

Jiang Haojun's eyes appeared a heavy color, drinking and asked: "Who are you?"

This kind of momentum, this kind of sword, this feeling of nothingness, is by no means an ordinary person.

The eagle-eyed man said lightly, “My name is Moro Sword, and the outsiders call me... the Sword Emperor!”

The sword, the sword?

A bland sentence, for Jiang Haojun is like a thunderstorm, deafening, he never thought that in such a situation with the world is at the top of the sword emperor encounter, it is really shocking to him.

But the shock returned to shock, Jiang Haojun or quickly reacted, the whole person's temperament: "My name is Jiang Haojun, please remember the name."

“Why?”Moro’s sword frowned slightly and asked.

“Because I will defeat you and become the sword-wielding emperor, eh.”

A loud roar shook the whole field, the look of the crazy ginger huge body, the feet staggered to the ground, with a waveless wild force, shot long air, and then a knife against the Moro sword.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The sound of the dragon's roar shook the sky, nearly five long golden and yellow knives, like a long rainbow, such as lightning, breaking the long air and falling down, the wind thunder gusts, the wind is strong, and the sand and dust cover the sky.

The hair of the Moro sword danced, the face was unchanged, the long sword waved, and a bright white sword came up from the sky, like a thunderstorm, and the golden knife fiercely collided with the golden knife.

“Bombing!”

Out of an earth-shattering sound, the energy of terror fluctuates in the sky and the earth, invisible pressure like a wave of anger generally raging to the four exodus, where the space set off a circle of ripples, like a calm lake was thrown down a stone.

After half a day, the energy of this collision gradually dissipated and finally returned to nothing.

"The strength is strong, through a brute force, pure force on the confrontation you should be difficult to meet the enemy, this is your advantage, but also your shortcomings, just like the sword, a good sword needs to have good flexibility, excessive rigidity is easy to break!" 」The Sword of Moro is calm.

“Don’t talk nonsense!”

Such as the beast roaring in the throat, in the tip of the tongue, ginger blazes, strong near the Moro sword, the dragon knife in hand, with a gust of monstrous wind against the Moro sword cut down.

“The chorus.”

The Mora sword fought and retreated, and the long sword collided with the dragon's sword, sending out countless Martian foams.

Jiang Hao was as powerful as a rainbow, and his face was monstrous; the atmosphere of the Moro sword was uniform, although he was retreating, but he was extremely calm and calm, and he did not feel at all because of Jiang Haojun's crazy attack.

“Too much is broken!”

The Moro sword sighed, flashed away, and avoided the ginger's dragon knife chopping, and then a sword slitting against Jiang's shoulders, "It's over!"

He was quite confident in his sword, and although his shoulder was not a fatal part, as long as he was cut by his sword, the whole shoulder would be cut off, and this senseless battle would naturally end.

But at this moment, a large hand came up, five fingers, and without hesitation grasping the sword he cut.

“Stabbed.”

The red blood flowed from the palm of his hand and ran down the sword.

Moro sword fixed-eyed, only to meet the fierce face of Jiang Haojun, even chose to block his sword with his bare hand, the other side's madness, let him deeply touch for it.In his surprise, Jiang Hao smiled, and then a roar, the right hand dragon knife brought out a sharp breath across his neck.

Killed by Mori!Fast as electricity!