Qian Men Xie Shao

The killer was shocked and backed away quickly, but how could Xiao Yuchen let him go so easily, the killer had just retreated two steps, avoiding the throat-seal knife dangerously, but Xiao Yuchen came in front of him, A punch hit his heart.

"Pfft..." The killer spurted out a mouthful of blood, his entire body turned pale immediately, and his body couldn't help backing away. At this time, the other two also surrounded Xiao Yuchen from left to right.

Xiao Yuchen sneered, turned around abruptly, his body rose into the air, and slashed Huashan Mountain towards one of them. At this time, Xiao Yuchen was like an angry demon god, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, and avoiding gods and ghosts...

The killer was shocked, he was completely overwhelmed by Xiao Yuchen's aura, as if he had entered Xiao Yuchen's field, and he didn't even have a chance to dodge, so he could only cross the samurai sword across his head, hoping to block the sword.

However, he still underestimated the power of Xiao Yuchen's knife, and only heard a crisp sound of "dang", the samurai sword was directly broken into two pieces under the soul-breaking knife, and the soul-breaking knife went straight to the man. The killer's Tianling Gai ran, and the killer broke out in a cold sweat. He really felt the threat of death at this moment.

But he didn't want to die. Everyone is the same. When facing death, the desire to survive becomes stronger. The killer can only turn his head to the side reflexively at a critical moment, but his end has already come. Destined, even though most of the force was removed from the knife just now, the Soul Breaking Knife is so sharp, this knife will directly slash it...

The two halves of the corpse fell on the ground, the internal organs were clearly visible, and it seemed that the heart beat twice, as if that life was struggling for the last time...

Xiao Yuchen slashed at the assassin with all his strength, without stopping, let out a roar, the blade turned around to block the other assassin's stabbing knife, and at the same time kicked out like lightning.

The force of this kick was more than a thousand junctures, and the killer stepped back immediately. The huge force crushed many pieces of the floor, but the internal organs were still injured by the force of the kick, and a mouthful of blood spurted out... …

With the help of this kick, Xiao Yuchen performed a beautiful backflip, just dodging the stabbing knife in the back of the killer who was injured by his punch first...

When Xiao Yuchen backflipped over the top of his head, he concentrated all his strength on his left arm, and at the same time slapped the killer's Tianling cover, the killer suddenly felt as if the whole sky was pressed down, his head felt a sharp pain, and his body also Unable to withstand such a huge force, his knees suddenly knelt on the ground, smashing the two floors into powder...

But his cervical spine was broken by this palm. Although he didn't die immediately, it might not be long. Of course, Xiao Yuchen didn't want to give him hope. The throat flashed, and with a rush of blood, the killer's life came to an end...

The last killer was still suffering from severe pain in his chest at this time. It was obvious that his internal organs had been injured by the kick just now, but he knew that he could not back down, not to mention that the leader behind him would not let him back down. The Bushido spirit does not allow himself to take half a step back.

In his opinion, death in battle is the greatest glory and the best destination for a warrior. The warrior who dies in battle is the hero of the big island country and will be admired by all people, while the one who shrinks back is a coward and will be spurned by everyone ...

"Ah..." The killer let out a roar, firstly to show his determination, and secondly to hope to suppress the fear in his heart, but in the face of absolute strength, everything is in vain...

The two clashed again, but the assassin was sent flying again, he fell heavily to the ground, and the samurai sword in his hand fell far away, leaving a big gap on it...

Xiao Yuchen held the blood-dropping sword in his hand, and walked towards him step by step. The killer struggled to stand up, but found that his body seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't stand up at all. Xiao Yuchen was getting closer and closer to him. , that clear footsteps were like a death talisman, making him feel the fear deep in his soul...

He tried his best to move his body back, but still couldn't change the ending. Xiao Yuchen stepped on his chest, and he only felt that he was being pressed down by a majestic mountain, and he couldn't breathe. As Xiao Yuchen's strength increased, , he gradually felt suffocated...

"Crack..." Finally, a series of sounds came, and the killer's breastbone was crushed, and he let out a scream, and then felt that his breathing was so difficult...

"It's your turn..." Xiao Yuchen glanced coldly at the killer leader and said coldly.

"You are very strong, but too many masters like you have died in my hands. To be honest, you are not enough for me to go all out..." The man said slowly with a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Many people used to put on such a majestic posture in front of me, but in the end, they all died, and you are naturally no exception..." Faced with the other party's contempt, Xiao Yuchen also responded extremely forcefully.

But Xiao Yuchen knew in his heart that this was a very powerful opponent. Since his debut, he had never met such a powerful master.

Xiao Yuchen never thought that he would be defeated. It's not that he is a frog in a well and Yelang is arrogant, but that he has an invincible heart. Even if he meets a strong opponent, he can still have full confidence in himself, which is very rare...

"I like your arrogance, I seem to see me back then, but after tonight you are destined to be a corpse..." A trace of anger flashed across the man's face, and then he returned to normal.

"Stop talking nonsense, from the moment you stepped into the leader of the Huaxia Kingdom, you were already doomed to go back lying down..." Xiao Yuchen didn't want to say more, and responded resolutely and decisively.

"Clang..." The man quickly pulled out a samurai sword on his back. The blade was as bright red as blood, as if it had just been infected, followed by a violent breath...

It seems to be able to see the scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood from that violent breath, the scene of a million dead bodies, the blood red color on the knife seems to be the fresh blood that is about to drip...

And at this time, the violent aura on Duanhun seemed to be awakened, and he came back to life on his own. Suddenly, there was a scene of millions of heroes swaying on the battlefield, and the scene of gold and iron horses shaking the sky, and the two auras resisted each other like this...

Of course, only the two people at the scene could understand all this. Xiao Yuchen suddenly showed shock, and he thought of a fierce weapon that was once famous in the underground world—the blood blade.

It is said that the blood blade was originally a peerless magic weapon, extremely sharp and able to cut iron like mud, but it was just an ordinary weapon after all. The master who made this weapon died strangely after forging the blood blade. No, the cause of death has not yet been found out.