The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

The old farmer at this time gave him the feeling that he was carrying Mount Tai on his back.

With every step, when he stepped on the ground, he also stepped on his heart, making every nerve and every hair of him feel as if it was shaking with the ground under his feet.

With every step, the figure of the old farmer grew taller in Ren's eyes, and the sense of oppression multiplied by several times.

After a few steps, the figure of the old farmer who should not be taller than Ren has filled Ren's entire field of vision, covering the sky and covering the earth, like a giant in the wild!

"Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?" The old farmer asked.

He didn't think the man in front of him would survive.

Withstood so many blows from myself!

With such a big wound on the chest, the amount of bleeding alone is enough to kill a person!

The current conversation is just a respect for a dead person!

As he deepened the way of swordsmanship, his energy and spirit also improved. Although his temperament did not change drastically, more often he was inclined to the swordsman's heart of seeking the way.

"I want to ask about the principle of the sword drawing technique." Ren pursed his dry lips, panting with difficulty.

"...I call this move the sword drawing technique, so the principle is to draw the sword faster and strike quickly." The old farmer was silent for a few breaths, and slowly replied.

"Is this the reason for the sword drawing technique? Hehe, it's really appropriate, okay! I admit that this move is very powerful, but I still firmly believe that victory belongs to us after all..."

Blade pulled his lips hard, grinned bitterly, smiled, and wanted to say something.

"Crack~" An indiscernible cracking sound suddenly came into Ren's ear...

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The figure paused slightly.

Raising the blade next to his hand, the blade is long and narrow, as thin as paper, curved like a moon, and the blade emits a fierce and cold light.

"Om..." The light of the blade trembled, and the fierce vibration of the blade was like the neighing of a golden horse and iron horse, rushing toward the face.

Blade looked at the blade in his hand with astonished eyes, and as he lowered his head, he saw a crack gradually spread upwards along the edge of the blade...

The speed of the spread is getting faster and faster...

Until the crack traversed the entire blade of the blade, there was only an incomparably crisp cracking sound of 'ding', and the sharp blade cold knife that had followed him for an unknown number of years suddenly broke into two halves! !

"...Haha, it's really the end of the road." Shaking his head bitterly, Ren worked hard to get up from the ground, dizzy.

"So, finally, yes...may I know your name?"

Feeling the gradually passing vitality in the body, the blade only felt that the eyelids were getting heavier and heavier...

"My name...Wang Yue!" The old farmer cast a glance at him and said softly.

"Wang Yue?!" Yan Yan narrowed his eyes and said with a wry smile, "It turns out that he is a swordsman. No wonder such a terrifying swordsmanship...It's just bad luck."

The next moment, his eyes were closed, as if waiting for death in despair.

Wang Yue sighed lightly and stood with his hands behind his back.

"brush!"

The next moment, a cold light flashed in Ren's eyes.

Blood flowed out from all over his body, swaying on the skin of his whole body, and there was an increasingly intense evil spirit burning all over his body, the surrounding air was twisting and fluctuating, and the blood-colored ripples visible to the naked eye surged around.

The corner of his mouth raised a smile again, it was the smile of the most calm and stoic hunter, when he finally waited for the prey to take the bait after many preparations for ambush.

With a flick of the wrist, he swiped out.

The scimitar that was deflected turned and swung back at a faster speed, with the cold energy and light shining, it slashed towards Gao Zhi's lower body with all its strength.

The saber was several times more fierce, fierce, and fierce than the sudden attack just now, and he had already bet his success or failure on this saber.

The intensity of the pressure is appalling, but the most terrifying thing is the killing intent in this move!

Just like Zhu Hai was entrusted by Lord Xinling to hammer and kill Jin Bi among the ten thousand troops, and Zhang Liang hired the strongman Bo Langsha to hit the iron cone in the Qin Emperor's dragon frame. Owning the world, the frantic, brutal and unstoppable murderous aura I have since killed him has completely enveloped him physically and mentally.

The radiant light and fierce red light that pierces people's hearts!

There is also the Wutao killing intent that goes forward without any hesitation, regards thousands of troops and horses as nothing, as if the wind is blowing and the water is cold, the vastness is miserable, the tragic and domineering! !

At this time, the distance between him and Gao Zhi is getting farther and farther, and the other party seems to have no defense against him who is on the verge of death.

Blade is thinking.

With such a close distance, coupled with his own desperate blow, the opponent's bare waist is absolutely unstoppable, and he can't avoid this knife. The calculation of the blade is undoubtedly very accurate.

But he still missed it.

Both Gao Zhi and Wang Yue responded in time.

Gao Zhi's body, which originally felt as heavy as a giant in the wild, suddenly became as light as a willow leaf, without a trace of weight, his feet lifted off the ground, his body tossed in the air, moved backwards, and landed firmly .

At the same time, Wang Yue, who had his hands behind his back, lightly raised his left hand like lightning, and flicked forward.

This flicking movement was very ordinary, but the five fingers popped out, but they were extremely small and varied. In the five rings of Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang, Wang Yue's five fingers had already flicked all over the blade.

Although the blade also twisted the blade at the same time to cut off Wang Yue's five fingers, but every time Wang Yue popped out a finger, the angle was adjusted according to the point of the blade, completely out of the sharpness of the blade.

In the next moment, the palm blade was connected firmly, and there was a muffled sound. Although the sound was not loud, it was dull and broad.

The murderous aura on the knife and the offensive of the knife were not completely eliminated, but the superimposition of the five fingers made the knife, which was exhausted with all its strength, irresistibly deflected.

460 Nine Qi and Soul

As soon as the knife deflected, the saber-like energy of a horse immediately passed over the waists of Wang Yuezhi and Wang Yuezhi. Although he tried his best to stop the momentum of the knife, he still cut a deep crack three to four meters long on the ground.

"Cough cough... It's a failure!" Without entanglement in the result of failure, Blade calmly relaxed.

This time it's true, and I don't have the slightest ability to resist.

The next moment, a terrible pressure, like a Mount Tai pressing down on the top and a sky pillar collapsing, suddenly pressed down from Gao Zhi.

Immediately, Ling was already at the end of his crossbow, and he felt that the bones in his whole body were creaking, as if they were about to explode in his body at any moment, his ears were buzzing, his blood was pulsating, his throat was sweet, and a stream of blood wanted to rush out of his throat .

He shouted frantically in his heart, but he couldn't utter a single cry. He could only desperately squeeze out all the potential from every cell, and his body suddenly jumped upwards, struggling to resist the pressure that wanted to crush him into a pulp.

The next moment, Blade felt his eardrums vibrate and his head buzzing, and he lost his hearing due to the shock. At the same time, his eyes were also stimulated by the strong wind, and his eyes went black and he lost his vision.

"Bang!"