Chapter 67: Sixty-seventh

"DaDa" Blood mixed with brain plasma slowly dropped on the ground of Yanwutai.
On the huge bluestone square, there was deathly silence first, and then just like a boiling oil pot, pouring a scoop of cold water suddenly, it suddenly boiled!
"My God! Is this a dead man at the beginning ?!"
"Aren't you talking about the end?"
"The fart point is over, this is endless!"
"This is the only thing to watch!"
Amidst a "buzzing" discussion, Yuan Kong laughed three times, and shoved the corpses of Taoists softly down!
"Crack!" As the corpse fell to the ground, there was a burst of exclamation from the audience, and everyone was busy leaving a large area of ​​space, fearing that the brain blood of the man's spreading stained his clothes.
"This tuo is too spicy to start." Qiu Yutong couldn't help frowning.
"When that person shot, he didn't show mercy, since the skill is not as good as people, there is no complaint." Xiao Wudao.
"Also." Qiu Yutong sighed.
Yuan Kong danced the crescent shovel in his hand and laughed: "Who dares to come up ?! Spend family to accompany me to the end!"
"Let Lao Tzu come to meet you!" With a scream, a strong man jumped onto the stage!
Everyone looked intently, and saw that the sturdy man was holding two sharp scimitars. At this moment, his double knives danced like copper and iron walls, wrapped in a bright aura, and firmly protected the upper plate, There is no space for attack!
"It's Yao Liang! He wants to show his face too?"
"Isn't it! But this kid's knife technique is good, hey ..."
"Don't you ever hear that one inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous? Those who dare to make short knives must have their own uniqueness!"
Xiao Wu looked at Yao Liang, the double knife on the stage, and couldn't help but shook his head: "This man only cares about himself, and he doesn't mean to attack at all. It's not a good sign to show timidity without a fight."
Qiu Yutong sighed softly and did not speak.
He knew very well that, as Xiao Wu said, this dazzling "double sword Yao Liang" might not be able to live too long.
"What the hell?" Yuan Kong tilted his head and looked at the man's dancing sword. After a while, this tuo suddenly laughed and suddenly shoved the crescent in his hand.
At this moment, the crescent shovel suddenly showed a huge blue-gray phantom. The crescent shovel, which was originally only five feet long, suddenly soared to the length of Zhang Yu!
"Aura turned into shape!" Someone exclaimed.
"Hey, how can this be stopped?"
"Where do I know!"
"Come on!" Yao Liang, a double-knife, shouted loudly, and his forehead burst out with blue muscles on his forehead. Two scimitars crossed in his hand to resist.
However, he was so empty!
It turned out that the blue-gray crescent moon phantom was not aura, it was just a phantom!
When it was time and time, Yao Liang immediately understood that he was fooled. For a time his face changed drastically, and he was about to close his sword for defense. Suffocated his throat, and then twisted hard without hesitation!
"Click!"
With a clear sound,