Moro's face was slightly discolored, his body tilted sharply backward, and he avoided the dragon knife, and the tip of the knife was almost crossed by his neck, although he did not really touch his skin, but the knife spirit excited on the dragon knife still cut a fine wound on his neck.

In a trick, Jiang Hao loosened the long sword of Moro's sword, held the dragon's knife in both hands, and slammed a knife to continue to slit the head of the Moro sword.The Moro sword leaped open, and the body was as light as a thin paper, getting rid of the air resistance, and instantly flashed to the side seven or eight meters away.

Jiang Haojun chopped out, and a nearly five-year-long golden knife gas fell down, thick ice "roaring" sound, countless pieces of ice were splashed in the air, and then did the free fall of the rain as dense as the fall down, at the same time, a shocking crack appeared on the ice sheet, the sea water sputtered out from inside.

This knife was cut through the ice five or six meters thick!

Strong, strong, brute forceful in this moment revealed nothing, Moro sword quietly looked at him for a moment, then bowed his head, looked at his own long sword stained with blood, with flesh and blood to block his own sword, this only crazy people can do it.

“Hahaha!”

The strange laughter of the monstrous frenzy stirred up the whole scene, and the razor-sharp ginger rushed wild with a knife, like a warcraft, with a monstrous intention to rush to the moribad.

“A very crazy knife!”

The Moro sword was no longer half careless, the face became heavy, after evaluating a sentence, holding the sword like a wolf, facing Jiang Haojun.

More than ten meters of the distance blinked, Jiang Haojun fell into a state of madness, the body spun and ran, the dragon knife waved between the whistling strong wind, he was like a hurricane, entangled with the death of the Mora sword, and the whole person made a combat machine.

The sword meets, the tyrannical force sweeps, the ice collapses, and the dragon roars!

The eagle of the Moro sword seems to be as plain as water, but in fact it is a surge of war, and he has not encountered this kind of powerful opponent for a long time, which makes him vaguely have a kind of enthusiasm.

High up...

Ling Xiu and Moro Liyan's battle is even more intense, pure physical confrontation, the speed is extremely fast, ordinary people can only hear a thunderous explosion in the air, simply can not capture the picture of their fight, in this small meeting, they have spent hundreds of tricks in the air, and then stopped in the air more than ten meters, two or thirty meters apart.

A deep pain from the chest rushed to the brain, Ling Xiu looked down, his chest seems to have been attacked by the bear claws, is four shocking blood mouths, each blood mouth is deep visible bone, blood water "glow" outside.

“Little bastard, how do you feel?”

Moro Liyan looked arrogant and coldly said, "Don't say that I am an uncle's ruthlessness, now give you a chance to break myself, if you let me do it, your death will only be extremely painful!" 」

“Are you sure you can kill me?”

Ling Xiu did not show the color of depression because of a few strokes, the voice just fell, his own strong recovery ability to operate independently, the four blood points in the chest to stop bleeding, and then quickly healed, and finally in addition to the four cracks in the clothes on the chest, the exposed skin was intact, and even a trace of scars was not left.

For this phenomenon of Moro Liyan is only a slight frown, and do not feel how magical, with half of their blood and night clan, naturally has a strong self-recovery ability.

"It seems that you must do it myself, very well, let me break your body!"

Moro Li Yan sneered, like a faint light and shadow, drew a strange route in the air, and then a fist was bombarded, "cracking" a loud noise, and the fist he bombarded and carried more than a dozen sharp lightning.

The fierce fist, the face suddenly became fierce, countless layers of darkness like some kind of ancient spell climbing up to the face, the air engine on his body soared.

“Oh yeah.”

Then there was a whistling, and the roar was like a thunderstorm.

A dazzling black light burst out, the whole space a violent turbulence, his body is like a black sun, directly want to twist and tear the nearby space, a terrible wind rushed to the ground, the restless ice began to shake violently, the terrible wind made the ice appear a huge crack, spread to the distance.

Fighting on the ground Zhang Yifei and Jiang Haojun were frightened by this strange and powerful fluctuation in the air, subconsciously stopped fighting and set their eyes in the air.

“This little bastard...”

Moro Liyan's face changed color greatly, where it was expected that Ling Xiu's body would suddenly burst out such a powerful force, but the fist had been hit, and he could only harden his scalp and keep his fisting and still bombarded.

“Bombing”

A loud noise, a fierce white and bloodless fist from the black sun, with his fist accurately bombarded together, the space together with a thunder, the bright energy storm crazy to the four sides of the raging, the circle of 30 feet of the ice in an instant broke.

Fortunately, Zhang Yifei, they are not ordinary people, timely reaction, and instantly came to the range of 30 feet outside the ice, which was not affected, the amount was so, and the four still had a feeling of remorse.

“Ah...”

There was a scream in the air, Moro Liyan fell on the ground like a shell, the ice broke down in an instant, he fell into the sea under the ice, the force of this fall was fierce and powerful, and the tons of sea water splashed from the collapsed ice on the other side of the sky, as if a submarine volcano had erupted violently.

The black light on Lingshu's body slowly converged, and finally turned into a breath of blood and blackness enveloped his body surface, he stood in the air, a pair of scarlet eyes, cold looking at the place where Moro Li Yan fell, like a god, there was a force of force on his body.

"His sister, if only the brother could stay in the air, absolutely handsome, hanging, cool!"

Zhang Yifei envied the extreme, and then turned to look at Moro Xu, "Fuck, look at a chicken, ah, come to war!"

The baboon roared, and the front teeth of his death-biting blood burst out, like a running bison, strong near Moro Xu.

Moro Xu was not injured, but his clothes were broken in many places, and when he saw a fly, he snorted in the corner of his mouth and shuddered.

On the other hand, Jiang Haojun also took the initiative to launch an attack on the Moro sword...

In the thunderous collision of the sword, the two people hit the iceberg in the back at the same time, buried by countless ice cubes, but all the reason was filled with the will to fight, Jiang Haojun seemed to feel the pain, whistling up, and hit again, cutting the dragon knife to the extreme.

What you want is madness, what you want is to be happy, what you want is this... the pain!

At this moment, in addition to fighting for the Lingxiang, he is fighting for himself, knocking down the Sword Emperor, replacing it, and becoming the new king of the world - the Knife Emperor, which is the original intention of his choice to leave the island, and it is his deepest and strongest desire.