Zhang Liang and Wei Zhuang were ready to move, and one side, Ju Shuang was worried.

In the center of their attention, facing Zhao Renke, the sword energy that was as harsh as the north wind, was once frustrated by the Thunder sword technique.

I saw that Ke Yu was unfolding his sword, which was corpse and blood.

The robber's pupils were trembling and sweating profusely, because what he saw from this sword was the battlefield, called Changping.

As expected, under the lockdown of this shocking blood evil aura, the mind was shocked and a huge flaw appeared.

Blood flashed in Ke's eyes, and as his legs moved, the demonic wind blew into the sky. This is, bloody feet on thousands of miles and thousands of waves!

"Qin Gou, do you recognize Changping's undead? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The catastrophe came back to his senses, and the other party's terrifying sword light was already in his pupils.

Nine Heavens Thunder - "Dang~"

The Ben Lei Sword Blocked the opponent's sword move. After only one breath, Jie couldn't help screaming, "Um~uh~"

"Ahhhh~Damn it!" Ke held the sword in both hands, and his broken voice roared out of tearing sounds, and his blood rushed all over his body, suppressing the disaster, pushing him flat for more than ten feet.

The robber's shoes had been scrapped during friction, with two blood white exposed. With this sword energy burst out, a "boom" left a pit on the spot. His body rolled and flew out far away.

"Puff~ Woo~" A large mouthful of blood was spitting out, and his lips were hard to pursed, and the blood was flowing. He felt his vision blurry, and he stretched his eyes widened and stared at the man opposite who was about to finish his blow, "Changping, Changping Battle, you have experienced..."

How could the person who crawled out of the dead respond to his words? Ke gasped and swallowed it suddenly. In a blink of an eye, he held the sword and was about to behead the man.

Jie kicked Feitu two handfuls in a row, rolled on the ground, squatted up, and grabbed the Thunder Sword with both hands;

Ke Yi's sword slashed the Kong, and with a sharp edge, he slashed to Jie's face again.

"Uh~" Jie groaned, and with the momentum of this sword, he lit up and stood up in the process of retreating;

Ke did not miss the opportunity to pursue him at all, and ran to catch up again.

One was seriously injured, struggling and retreating in a mess; the other was just exhausted, and he rushed hard, and even if one sword could not cause a kill, the opponent's severely injured body would sooner or later not be able to withstand the strong recoil.

Seeing this battle, the crowd sent out a burst of warm cheers.

"Okay! That's it, that Qin man is dead!"

"Beautiful job, kill, kill, kill, kill him!"

"Okay, it's enough to relieve his anger. He should know that this Eastern Jianghu is not something that only Qin people can do. "

"Yes, kill him, kill him."

Gu Shuang stood in such a crowd, her ears were filled with Qiu Lu’s screams and her eyebrows were frowning.

Seeing that Jie was almost dead, she pushed the sword with her thumb out of the hilt, and was about to draw the sword-

"Slow down."

One side stopped him and shook his head, "Although that Zhao man has forced him to death, he still has the chance to die."

When Ju Shuang heard this, she calmed down for a while, but her hand did not move away from the hilt of the sword.

"Kill him, kill him!"

"Damn Qin people!"

“Good job~”

Ke is a lifeless person. During the entire attack, he didn't say much, and his eyes were the most terrifying thing that Jie had ever seen so far.

Hate, resentment, pain, sorrow, thought, love, the dead man in the Battle of Changping, after the "resurrection", those eyes were entangled with these emotions, and finally showed a kind of dead silence.

With these people from all over the world of Shandong, they cheered and shouted to kill themselves. Jie seemed to finally understand the price behind what Lu Yan was doing.

The Zhao man in front of him is just a microcosm.

I am just a microcosm.

In the world, people are thousands of karma and thousands of disasters. Everything that adults do is not accomplishment, but helplessness!

"Uh~" I was shocked by Ke's sword again. Jie suddenly opened his mouth and chewed it, and felt that his mouth was sticky. He said, "Don't talk about the matter of being a marquis, and one general's success will be broken. It turns out that this is what the meaning behind it. No wonder, the life that adults dream of is so incredibly ridiculous and simple."

Gu Ju

The thunder sword force began to show inexplicable fluctuations.

Ke felt a strange feeling, but he didn't care about it because Jie had already been seriously injured so much that he didn't have the power to fight back.

The sword edge slashed towards the throat again. This time, the Thunder Sword not only blocked the attack, but also deviated from its trajectory. A ray of lightning flashed out immediately!

"Sher~" Ke's arm was cut by the sword energy.

Um?!

"It's my turn, it's thunderous~" Jie roared, and opened his bloody mouth, and the crackling thunder jumped onto his whole body from the sword.

Ke reacted instantly, and the sword in his hand also condensed all internal force.

Just when both sides are about to win the finale—

"Cough~" Jie suddenly coughed a mouthful of blood, and most of the lightning dissipated.

Ke immediately got the final shot!

In an instant, a sword penetrated the cavity and the tip of the Entering Sword emerged from Jie's body!

But there was no blood at the tip of the sword!

"Crack~" It seemed like a thunder fell, and a big head soared into the sky in the sound of the sword.

"What?! This is impossible?!"

"He, why should he?"

The heroes were unbelievable. The Qin people were still dying frequently before, but in a moment, the situation had reversed.

Zhao Renke's headless body fell down and a lot of dust was pounced on.

"Hahaha, hahaha~" Jie stomped on the Thunder Sword, leaned his head down to the sky, and laughed wildly.

"A god-killing bastard!"

"Looking for death~"

"I'm going to kill him!"

"This damn Qin Dog~"

The anger of the crowd was already like a prairie fire.

Zhang Liang and Wei Zhuang stood up at the same time, their faces unpredictable.

"How could it be?!" Zhang Liang stared at Jie, his eyes widening.

"He broke through." Wei Zhuang's right hand was already holding the hilt of the shark-toothed sword.

"Hahaha... Where is the famous sword? Where is the reputation? It is made of rotten bones and corpses. After a thousand years of success, I would rather pick a crown, sigh, and feel sad. The thunder is also sad."

The word "如" fell to the ground, and dark clouds rolled over Zhujian Villa, and thunder roared in it.

A sword energy burst out from the body of the tribulation and penetrated into the clouds above the sky.

The Thunder Sword Technique is the most powerful and powerful, and is less than sixteen years old. With the word "如" to form one's own unique understanding and the realm is reached!

Han Liu's eyes were about to break, and the sword broke in his hand, and his voice carried internal strength, calling on all sides: "This Qin man, at a young age, entered the Great Cheng Realm, and he was not allowed to be kept! Kill!"

Faced with this emergencies, Feng Tu stood up and was about to stabilize the situation, but the heroes in the villa had already responded.

"Kill him~"

"Yes, I can't keep him. Everyone comes together and kill him."

"Kill~"

"You guys are looking for death."

Among the heroes, thousands of green lights suddenly appeared, and the sword energy was scattered and destroyed, and an open space was instantly cleared out, and a pile of broken arms and limbs fell around them.

A figure standing in the dust in the sky, with a pair of eagle eyes, is very similar to the Qin boy who is breaking through.
Chapter completed!