Vol 6 Chapter 7: Dark Sword

"Sifan team?" Wen Yan, Mao Zhihualie was very puzzled and shook his head slightly: "Although, I don't know where you heard from, but I am not the captain of the Sifan team, but the Eleven Fan team. Captain."
"I mean, you are Eleven Fan..." Halfway through the words, Noel reacted and cried in surprise: "What?! Are you the captain of Eleven Fan team?!"
After being surprised, he began to dig deep memories in his mind. He wanted to find some relevant information from the memories, so that he knew exactly when the world of Grim Reaper is today.
Seeing this special emptiness in front of me, after screaming there, I stood still and didn't know what to think about. It was really strange and strange.
Not only Mao Zhihua thought so, even the death of the eleven fans behind her, they also thought so.
"He is very strong, you are not his opponent. It's better to step back from this." Without looking at the death behind him, Mao Zhihua Lie slowly withdrew the Sabre and made the offensive posture.
"Captain Maozhihua, our eleventh team is the fierce team responsible for the frontline offensive, representing the most elite professional combat team in the corpse soul world, and absolutely can not do anything to escape!" Wen Yan, one of the deaths, is firm Said.
"Yes!" The other deaths also shouted in unison without leaving the mobile half-step.
"Last time, let me go as far as you can, otherwise you will be cut together." Mao Zhihualie turned his head and said with a smile.
Mao Zhihua Lie smiled, but the deaths of the eleven fans on the scene, they can clearly sense her killing intentions, proving that she is not talking about jokes, if she is left, she will not be merciless, she will definitely be She was chopped together with virtual.
Now I don't want to go either. The deaths of the eleven Fan team can only choose to leave after compromise.
Seeing Mao Zhihua Lie staring at the ill-being of the human being, he didn't mean to ignore himself anymore. The deaths of the Eleven Fans turned and left, daring not to stay here more.
only.......
"Sorry, you know too much, just leave your life." Noel appeared instantly, blocking the road where the eleven fans died, and said indifferently.
"Go! Kill this..."
The death myth was not finished yet. Noel had flashed in front of him. Under his unresponsive situation, he waved his hand-cutting sword, and the knife separated his head from death.
And this is just the beginning.
Under the high-speed movement of the ring, none of the elders of the eleventh team intercepted were able to react. Everyone was killed by a knife, and even how they died was completely unknown. There is no chance to begin to solve the hand-held sword.
Seeing that the team members were killed, Mao Zhihualie didn't step forward to stop it, and didn't get angry because the team members were killed. There was still a smile on his face, but his eyes showed excitement, excitement and other emotions.
Until the death of the last eleven-fan team fell, Mao Zhihualie still did not leave the place half a step.
auzw.com "The wanderer is gone, let's get started." Mao Zhihua Lie finally shot, and went straight to Noel in a blink of an eye, violently wielding his hand-cutting sword.
"Ding!"
"Beauty, your pupils have dilated." Blocked the attacking sword, due to the close distance, Noel can see the dilated pupils of Mao Zhihualie, and can see that she is very excited.
"Rarely meet an opponent like you, let us enjoy the fight!" Mao Zhihua said excitedly, but her empty left hand was not idle, and the left hand took the opportunity to attack with the dark sword in her sleeve.
"I'm going!" Unexpectedly, there would be this hand, which could not escape the dark sword stabbing on Noel's collarbone, followed by the violent pull of the U-flower, and a burst of sparks was drawn on the steel skin, said depressedly: "Have you brought a hidden weapon?"
Fiercely wielding the knife, Noel pushed the Mao flowers back in front of him, and instantly faced up.
It is clear that Mao Zhihualie was the first generation of sword eight, and Noel wanted to try her skill, so she planned to fight her well.
Catching up head-on, Noel raised the knife to make a posture of preparing to swing. Seeing that Mao Zhihua Lie was about to use a slashing sword to block it, at this moment she used the ring to disappear, and next time she appeared sideways and swung the knife.
The target in front of him disappeared, and Mao Zhihualie didn't panic, as if he had grown a pair of eyes sideways, he had found the location of Noel, and quickly took a step back.
The slashed blade cut into the air, just wanted to prepare for the next attack.
Suddenly, Noel's pupils contracted for a moment, and clearly saw Mao Zhihualie's chopper blade, which was less than ten centimeters away from his neck.
'When? ! ’
‘In the moment of avoidance and counterattack at the same time? ’
Surprised, but Nor did not have much time to think about it. His body was tilted forward when he cut his sword, and he wanted to pull his body back to completely avoid the fierce chopper sword, which is simply an impossible task.
The knife that is swayed cannot be recovered in time, so it is impossible to use the knife to resist.
Try to avoid it, and at most get scratches, but if you don’t, you will definitely get your head cut off.
He slammed on the ground and backed away, which made him reluctant to avoid the slashing sword that Mao Zhihua Lie waved at high speed, but Noel's fierce mouth was still scratched by the tip of the knife.
But this time it was Mao Zhihua’s turn, and she caught up with her in a blink of an eye, and the chopper knife she was holding was not slow. She had already cut towards Noel.
"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding"
Blocking the Soul Chopper with a knife, Mao Zhihua Lie took the opportunity to use his left hand's dark sword, but was still blocked by Noel.
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