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"Eh, this sword is a little strange. It just relies on the power of the body to carry my ninth level strength."

"Has this sword reached the Ninth level?"

"At least this sword is also a weapon of artifact level."

In fact, this sword is really powerful, but it is not as powerful as the old man thought.

The reason why he was able to resist the old man's black smoke tornado mainly depended on the huge blood red killing gas it carried.

Maybe the strength of the sword itself is far from reaching the Ninth level, but on one hand, it has absolutely reached this level, that is, it has killed too many people and drank too much blood, so it is so murderous that it can resist an attack of level 9.

In addition, it is controlled by pisley secretly, so it is not too difficult to resist the old man's black smoke tornado.

However, the old man would not have only such a means. Seeing that the black smoke Tornado had no effect, he directly took the tornado back, and directly grasped the magic figure of the blood red sword.

, as like as two peas in his hand, a big black hand appeared in front of his fingers, just like the movements in his hands.

But the weeping Blood Sword sees the other side to catch to oneself, also similarly takes back own tornado, and then transforms into the long sword appearance. Fly directly in the sky flexibly to avoid the attack of the other party.

However, at this time, the mouth of the old man with red hair was slightly crooked, because the red sword did not notice that the traces he had scratched before left a faint black ash. Soon after catching hundreds of times, these insignificant black ashes had spread all over the sky.

Just then, the red haired old man suddenly murmured, "lock

At the same time, the dark smoke suddenly solidified the whole space.

The blood red sword, which had been turning around, was trapped in place by the black smoke.

The bloody sword trembled violently, trying to break free from the shackles of smoke. However, he did not reach the Ninth level after all. How can he fight against the real strong man of the Ninth level by his own strength?

At the moment, seeing his bloody sword in such a predicament, pisley could not stand by.

He flew directly at the sword and rushed to the old man with red hair. Although he had no other weapons in his hand, he fought with the old man empty handed.

He was very strong between his fists and palms. The body is flexible and can always avoid the sharp attack of the old man.

This makes the old man very surprised. He thought that the other side was an expert at using the sword, but without the sword, the combat effectiveness would be greatly weakened. However, at the moment, the opponent stepped on a sword and fought with himself, but there was no tendency to fall behind.

Obviously, although this man is the eighth level, he is worthy of having rich combat experience and experience.

However, the Ninth level is the Ninth level, and the eighth level is only the eighth level after all.

After about a dozen rounds, pisley finally fell into the underdog.

He looked down at the other bald old man, and knew that he was almost retreated.

At present, this person is the Ninth level, and the bald old man below can be basically determined to be the Ninth level.

So pisley's right fist suddenly hit the red haired old man's abdomen with a blow.

A sharp air current formed at the tip of his fist.