Chapter 1383: Flying Sword

Chapter 138 Fei Xian Sword Art
Yang Lei stared at Xia Ming, a pair of dark eyes seemed to be burning in this moment, a strange power emanated from Yang Lei, the violent and destructive atmosphere made Yang Lei seem to change Just like a person, Yang Lei at this moment seems like a demon.
Xia Ming stood there quietly, motionless, as if the sky was depressed, he could not overwhelm his seemingly weak body. At this moment, Xia Ming seemed to be the big mountain, standing still.
The terrible pressure was rippling from Yang Lei's body. Facing Yang Lei, it was like facing the Wuyue Mountain, even Xia Ming felt the pressure.
"drink!"
Yang Lei injected his internal interest into his own large sword, which was buzzing in Yang Lei's hands. Under the shadow of the moonlight, the sharp blade flashed on the blade.
At the same time, accompanied by an indescribable sense of overbearingness, rippling waves, even this night, as if to be split openly.
"You are the strongest one you have encountered since my debut, but this is not the last one, because you will die under my sword."
Yang Lei's eyes flashed coldly, and then he raised his knife in both hands and slashed sharply at Xia Ming.
If a warrior is present, he will definitely exclaim, and this kind of power is no longer what ordinary Huang-level warriors can have.
"Blade sword, fight the world with one sword."
Hum!
The terrible power screamed. Yang Lei fully used his strength in this sword. I am afraid that even a boulder can be torn apart.
These forces, even after Xia Ming saw them, could not help frowning.
This knife is not only overbearing, but also very fast. It almost came to Xia Ming in a blink of an eye. Moreover, this knife seemed to have eyes. Even if Xia Ming dodged, it seemed that he couldn't escape the knife.
In desperation, Xia Ming transported a bite from his body to the palm of his hand, instilling the power in his body onto Long Xiaojian.
"Ding Jing."
The swords collided, and Jin Ge resounded. The sound in this dark night seemed to be a long machinery, breaking the silence at night.
"Oh!"
At this moment, Xia Ming suddenly stepped back ten steps, each step on the ground, there will be a deep pit on the ground, as Xia Ming stepped back, the foot pit became shallower and shallower, after ten steps It hasn't changed much!
"Buzz!"
Look at the software in Xia Ming's hand.
Long Xiao trembled, and the buzzing kept ringing. Even Xia Ming's hand was slightly trembling, as if Long Xiao was about to come out.
In this regard, Xia Ming did not bother, but put a pair of eyes on Yang Lei's body.
This person was also a strong enemy he met. Last time, the little devil gave him a big blow and injured him. I didn't expect to meet another master. Xia Ming suddenly felt that among the warriors, there seemed to be a lot of them. For a time, Xia Ming gave birth to a desire for power.
"Huh, can't you bear it!" Yang Lei sneered, he already saw that Xia Ming couldn't resist his sword, which was his famous stunt, in order to cultivate this sword. Domineering, he even used those beasts to practice, even if he stared, the beasts would be scared away by him.
This is overbearing!
"I'd like to see how much you can bear me." Yang Lei gave a cold drink, and the long knife in his hand was chopped out at once.
Xia Ming hurriedly resisted with Longxiao, but the swordsman was also a soldier, and the swordsman's hegemony was not able to withstand the sword at all. In comparison, the sword is a gentleman, the sword is elegant, , Often also relatively simple and fast, do not have to fight hard.
However, nowadays this sword hits the sword, to a certain extent, the sword is naturally weaker.
Therefore, when Xia Ming resisted Yang Lei, he was defeated one after another, and the voice of Jin Ge also spread far and wide.
"Ding!"
The two played against each other and separated at an instant. At this moment, Yang Lei ’s momentum was getting more and more domineering. Yang Lei sneered: "You can be proud of being so many knives. Next, let ’s let I'll end you! "
Speaking of this, Yang Lei's voice was full of killing intentions. Obviously, Yang Lei had already moved his heart at this moment.
"dead."
As Yang Lei was cut off with a knife, Xia Ming's body was fierce and then retreated. Immediately, Xia Ming spit out blood, which made Xia Ming's eyes gradually become sharper.
"Hahaha, this knife, I will kill you."
"Bad sword, cut the world."
Yang Lei laughed wildly, and the strength in his body merged into this sword. This sword was domineering, and it seemed to split the wind.
Xia Ming looked at Yang Lei coldly. At this moment, he picked up the corner of his mouth, showing a slightly funny smile, and whispered.
"Do you think you've fixed me?"
"what?"
Yang Lei did not hear clearly and looked at Xia Ming.
He didn't know what Xia Ming was doing, but he knew that this sword would be enough to kill Xia Ming, and Yang Lei would kill Xia Ming frantically.
He knows that Xia Ming must be killed anyway today. This guy, Xia Ming, has such combat power in this mundane world. If he enters the hidden world sect, he must fly into the sky and deal with him at that time. , I am afraid it is as difficult as ever.
Fighting snakes and fighting seven inches, if Xia Ming does not die today, the next day must be his confidant, so Xia Ming must be eradicated anyway.
"Kill me!"
Thinking of this, Yang Lei has a little bit more strength. This knife whistled past, slowly splitting towards Xia Ming. This one, Yang Lei saw Xia Ming at this moment, even slowly He closed his eyes and thought Xia Ming gave up, humming.
"Did you give up? But that's fine, the province suffers hard!"
There was a little smile on Yang Lei's face. In his opinion, Xia Ming was dead at this moment. Even if Xia Ming's hand was fast, it would not be possible to resist the knife, and the knife was overbearing.
Xia Ming must die.
However, the moment Yang Lei thought Xia Ming was dead, suddenly!
The sound of a light drink sounded so loud in the dark night.
"What is martial arts."
At this moment, Yang Lei couldn't hold back anymore and was horrified.
However, Xia Ming sneered, and the ancient spirit in his body poured into Long Xiao in a frenzy, full of irritability and murderous intentions, and even this night, at this moment, became brighter, the unspeakable terror The sense of oppression made Yang Lei's heart shake.
However, at this moment Xia Ming's icy voice filled with murderous intentions rang out in the dark night.
"Feixian swordsmanship, a sword prisoner."