Two six eight chaos

But some people are not optimistic. When Dayu saw Ye Kong take out a flying sword again, he said anxiously, "My son, although this jade sword looks hard, the big man's body is stiffer, and he hasn't taken out the weapon yet!"

"So what do you say?"

"It's better to let Dayu get off the horse and help the son remove this person!"

Ye Kong laughed. "It's been a long time since you stayed in the spirit beast circle. Your hands have itchy hands?"

Dayu was told his heart was flushed and murmured, "Since I got Yun Fuzong, every day except watering I have been weeding or catching insects. Any **** and beast who specializes in these is shameful."

"Why? What ’s so bad about planting flowers, feeding fish and raising chickens? Girls have to cultivate love like this, fight and kill all day long, and they wo n’t even find their husbands!" Ye Kong educated this newly-understanded person very seriously Li Long. Then he said, "Next time I will let you do it. If my son can't even do five layers of gas refining, then I might as well accompany Bai Jieer to sell bellybands."

"But his body is harder than millennium iron essence. I'm afraid you son ..."

"Rest assured, how hard can he resist Jin Guangyu?"

Dayu had nothing to say now, and Jin Guangyu was an ancient treasure. The moon buds cut out were very overbearing. This big man was a body made of cold iron for thousands of years and couldn't stand it.

But Dayu's strange thing is, since the son has Jin Guangyu, why not just take out this guy?

Ye Kong did n’t use Jin Guangyu because he wanted to use Yingwu to fight with Ma Zhaolei. Like Lingwu, Yingwu is also a martial arts practice, and the history of Yingwu is more distant. Ye Kong does not believe that Yingwu can do nothing. Lingwu.

"Dao You, this is my weapon." As soon as Ma Zhaolei raised his hand, two long, shiny red knives appeared in his hands.

This dark red long knife is about one meter and five meters long, but it doesn't feel long in the hands of Ma Zhaolei. This knife is not very wide, even a bit like a sword, the blade is narrow and slightly curved. The blade is sharp and sparkling bright crimson. The back of the knife has no blade, is black, and has a round, bumpy cloud shape.

What is even more surprising is that this pair of knives is not a magic weapon, and people don't feel spiritual power. But the knife was in his hand, but exuded a heavy murderous spirit.

"Dao You are careful. This is the Huoyun knife that Master specially made for me." Ma Zhaolei is really a gentleman. Although he is an enemy, he is constantly reminding each other.

Ye Kongxiao smiled and said, "Your Master ’s refiner technology is so superb, and the weapons produced will also be extraordinary. I will not take it lightly, but I also want to remind you that I have also trained a kind that is not inferior to Lingwu. You must also be careful about martial arts! "

The two reminded each other that if people of unknown circumstances saw it, they thought they were friends and were ready to have a pure friendship discussion.

But when the two got started, they found out that this was a discussion, which was purely due to life.

"Let you see the power of Lingwu!" Ma Zhaolei held Huoyun Sword in both hands, and there was no previous stance. His eyes were full of powerful warfare, and the murderous power radiated from the sword was even more thrilling!

"Crazy!"

Ma Zhaolei used the killing trick as soon as he shot. I saw him rushing forward, the double knives in his hands were like a spinning windmill, the knives were vertical and horizontal, the knives were staggered, and the knives were as fast as red lightning.

The two-meter-high brawny man, dancing with a one-meter-five-meter-long double-knife, combined with the mighty power of the martial arts, is truly extraordinary.

Ye Kong appears to be much weaker. His height, strength, and weapons are all not as good as those of Ma Zhaolei on the opposite side, and Dayu can't help but pinch sweat for Ye Kong.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang ..." The sound of metal impact kept ringing, and the jade sword flickered with red light from time to time, as if the metal had been tempered, and Mars was splashing.

Ye Kong was just defensive. Under Ma Zhaolei's attack like a storm, he didn't even get a chance to stab it.

I didn't fight back, I thought you were so good! Ma Zhaolei thought to himself, a little disappointed.

"Daoyou, I have given you a chance, so no wonder I! You ... go to death!"

Ma Zhaolei roared, and the speed of chaos and slashing was doubled again. In his opinion, the speed of this guy was very embarrassing. Now the speed is doubled. Can you still handle it?

Wait for me to split your shield and let you be fragmented!

"Dang Dang Dang ..." The more dense metal impact sounded, and the leaves in the grove were shaken up by the fierce knife air, and the red knife light was strange and magnificent. Ye Kong was beaten so hard that he couldn't lift his head, but Ma Zhaolei was surprised that his speed had reached the limit of 80% at the moment, but this kid still took it. He just cut a thousand knives just now, but he could not touch This kid's spiritual shield.

To know that he is a double sword, he only has a sword!

"Dao You, you did not disappoint me, I want to attack with all my strength!" Ma Zhaolei had no good heart at this moment, he was already angry.

Ye Kong's face was faint in the spiritual shield ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ but he can still be seen as calm.

"But you have let me down a little bit, just relying on brute force, always for the best!"

Ye Kong's words further exasperated Ma Zhaolei. His eyes were red with blood, thick lips, and he shouted, "Even if you use brute force to hack, you can kill those who use the magic weapon!

Slashed! Act at full speed! The angry Ma Zhaolei raised his power to the extreme, and the speed of the knife even exceeded the limit by several percent.

The Huoyun knife was invisible, and Ma Zhaolei seemed to be holding two red clusters of black light in his hands. On his side, those old trees that could not be held by anyone were scraped by this knife, just like cutting tofu. Plant after plant fell to the ground.

Ye Kong finally couldn't resist, his figure flew back, and Ma Zhaolei followed closely.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang ..." Ye Kong flew in rapid succession while continuing the continuous attack. He didn't move his feet, his body wrapped in a layer of golden light retreated quickly, and Ma Zhaolei, like a savage, did run with his feet on both feet without falling, and the attack in his hand was interrupted for a moment.

Retire? See where you can go!

Want to burn my energy? Huh, the cultivator is physically strong. You exhausted three times, and I haven't felt tired yet!

"Bang!" Ye Kong finally retreated, slamming his back against a giant tree.

See where you run! There was joy in Ma Zhaolei's heart.

Ye Kong has been defending. If a sword is not issued, it is not that he cannot keep up with Ma Zhaolei, but that he is experiencing the rhythm of Ma Zhaolei!

Ye Kong has mastered Ying Wu's first upright meaning, rhythm. The rhythm of each martial artist is fixed, no matter what moves he changes, he will have the same rhythm. Rhythm is not frequency. Frequency can be accelerated or slowed down. Rhythms are generated by martial arts practitioners in decades of practice, and cannot be changed!