Chapter 348: Life and death

Everything was reversed. After losing his weapon, Xu Zhi now chased and killed the nine-headed bird of Miyamoto.
After a while, the two went to the same place. The nine-headed bird of Miyamoto picked up Xu Zhi's long iron rod. His heart was bleeding.
Although Xu Zhi is not good at using swords, he is not good at using sticks.
"It's so deadly dead"
Miyamoto's nine-headed bird stood with a long iron rod, his mouth gasped, and his eyes stared nervously at Xu Zhi.
"interesting"
Huang Putu pinched the wine glass and looked at the confronting two people attentively, but he used Liu Shengzongyuan's original words.
Heroes can enjoy glory only when they are alive, and die, even if they enjoy glory, they have no value.
Miyamoto's Nine-headed Bird understands better than anyone, and he who has already reached the sky will never allow himself to fail.
"You don't use swords, I don't use sticks, or, let's exchange weapons?"
Nine-headed bird Miyamoto took the lead in making suggestions. His suggestion was naive, like a joke, but Xu Zhi agreed.
"no problem"
"Hand over sword"
"Hand in hand"
The two smiled happily, very sincere, and stepped closer to each other.
"go to hell"
The nine-headed bird of Miyamoto suddenly smiled, and Xu Zhi finally entered the circle of two meters. The iron rod was more than two meters, and the long sword was only one meter long.
"I can still make you a meter, ha ha ha."
He stood up with all his strength, lifted his long stick, and hit Xu Zhi.
"Don't use my weapons against me"
Xu Zhi turned sideways. He reached for a hand and put his hand directly on the long stick. Then he flicked it, and the long iron stick flew out.
His style is precisely the lead of the Phoenix. Although it is not yet possible to complete the difficult target of empty-handed grabbing the blade, it can be used to hit the fly. The effect is also not bad. Moreover, the iron rod is a blunt weapon and there is no blade. Grasp.
"Me, I just made a joke with you."
Looking at the long sword that stabbed into the throat instantly, Miyamoto's nine-headed bird was cold and sweating.
"Me too, your sword, give it back to you."
Xu Zhi smiled, and the sword sent him, piercing the neck of Miyamoto's nine-headed bird.
Wiping away the blood on the sword, Xu Zhi carried a long iron rod and walked out slowly. In the first battle, Dongyue won.
Compared with the happy faces of Dongyue people, the Ying nationality looked ugly as if they had eaten a dead fly. Miyamoto's nine-headed bird was very powerful, but because of his own intentions, he actually threw his handy weapon to the enemy.
He was not killed, he was stupid.
"my book"
Throwing away the long stick and the long sword, Xu Zhi took back the Aikens Natural Magic Apprentice Manual.
"I wait for you to return"
Xu Zhi flipped the manual, body protection, skin and luck, and brushed up Wang Zhongwang.
If he wasn’t afraid of the sudden disappearance of magic that would make his body uncoordinated, he even wanted to brush up on accelerated magic and terrain recognition.
"Ok"
Wang Zhongwang nodded, feeling the thicker body. He carried his swords and walked towards the horizontal line.
Hengshan Xiaoyou has a gray face, but he is not willing to show his weakness, but also strides forward.
The death of the nine-headed bird of Miyamoto still hit him a bit, winning and losing, life and death, the moment was very short, making his heart tremble, Xu Zhi's sword seemed to be nailed to his throat.
But hatred filled his head.
Holding a short knife, Hengshan Xiaoyou's face was covered with a grief. Today, either the other party died or he died.
The corpse was carried down by the Ying people. At the age of the nine-headed bird of Miyamoto, it was not enough to have a puppet stunt. If you die, you are really dead.
Xu Zhi smeared the wound medicine. On the other side, Wang Zhongwang and Hengshan Xiaoyou had already fought.
The two met for the second time. Hengshan Xiaoyou had eaten without preparation and had no weapon losses. She was smashed by Wang Zhongwang for a while.
Today, both of them are holding the sword they are good at.
Wang Zhongwang's double swords, Hengshan Xiaoyou's short swords.
For lower-level practitioners, swords are more lethal than fists and feet.
The two played cautiously and conservatively, attacking and dismantling each other. Compared with Yokoyama who has practiced swords for several years, Wang Zhongwang's moves are slightly jerky.
He only learned some fur for the double swordsmanship of Xi Liuguo. If it were not for the better weaponry, he would never choose the double swords.
Hengshan Xiaoyou's moves are very weird, giving people a sense of sophistication and strangeness.
"Lack of agility"
Yan Xuankong said casually, explaining the problem concisely.
Because of this, the two talents fought for half a catty.
Suddenly, Hengshan Xiaoyou slashed with his right hand, regardless of his left hand, ignoring Wang Zhongzhong's short sword, and squeezed straight into his throat.
"Want to change lives with injuries, how can it be so simple."
Wang Zhongwang's double swords and long swords focus on offensive, short swords are used for defense, others lean back slightly to avoid short swords, long swords retreat, want to merge with short swords, wreck Hengshan Xiaoyou's arm.
"Creak"
An unpleasant sound of metal collision sounded. After the surface was cut, the black tibia under the skin was exposed. Hengshan Xiaoyou's left hand was actually cast from metal. The double swords cut on it just sparked a string of sparks. Tight, bad heart.
"Die"
Hengshan Xiaoyou grinned, and saw that his metal arm suddenly extended, like a cannonball from the bore, hitting the king's throat.
This blow is fast and accurate, and it is a mechanical arm, which is unpredictable.
Xu Zhi's heart suddenly became tense, hoping to rush into the venue at this time.
Seeing that Wang Zhongwang was knocked down with a punch, he was lying on the ground and couldn't move. He had no eyes in his eyes and blood was spreading from the corners of his mouth. He was obviously hit hard.
"My son"
In the distance, Zhao Xueying exclaimed, and people suddenly fainted.
For relatives watching the death fight of everyone, this is tantamount to torture, to watch their own people or live ~EbookFREE.me~ or die.
"Hahaha, do you know how long I waited on this day."
Kicked away the king's long and short swords with both feet, confirming that he had no counterattack, Hengshan Xiaoyou suddenly shouted.
"My qualifications are not good, I can only rely on drugs and the vitality of the world to advance, you destroyed my family, broke my spine, ruined my life, let me have no future, let's see, sinner, Father and uncle are waiting for you below."
"In order to kill you, you know how much pain I endured. I cut off my left arm abruptly, just to connect this manipulator, to be long and short, and to eject weapons, just to kill both of you. No matter who you play, I have a chance to kill you."
"Hahaha, you didn't ask me about the eleven cases of disappearance. How did we kill them? Everyone in Dongyue is like a pig and a dog, and everyone can kill them."
"Want to know how these people died? In order to break through the physical barriers of my Qi training, they are all digging our hearts and medicines, hahaha."
"I want you to taste the taste of thousands of knives, and then dig out your heart and soul again, and sacrifice my dead father and uncle spirit."
Hengshan Xiaoyou was obviously in a state of madness. He yelled wildly for a while before he stopped talking.
Bidou ended in death on one side, and Wang Zhongwang was still a little angry at this time. Even if everyone was anxious, they could not enter the venue.
The two Grand Masters and several Grand Masters are here. Anyone who crosses the boundary will be mercilessly killed by the other party.
"Thousands of swords, thousands of swords..."
Hengshan Xiaoyou's eyes were red and he kept mumbling to himself. He raised his short knife, squatted down, and cut off Wang Zhongwang.
"scold"
The lying Wang Zhongwang's eyes widened, his mouth suddenly opened, and a red awn burst into the air.