Knife, knife, knife!

Knife, knife, knife!

knife!!!

The light of the sword is as dazzling as the spring light!

When does spring come?

Not when you see the willows and flowers blooming, but before you even see them.

In the severe winter when thousands of miles of ice cover thousands of miles of snow, spring is already nurturing powerful life under the withered grass and the inner layer of dead branches, always waiting to break out of the ice and make the grass everywhere and the flowers bloom like brocade.

One of the great freehand swords that can be understood after the ruthless killing of the tyrant sword.

It is a knife that symbolizes spring.

This sword is coming, but the enemy may not even notice it yet.

Jiang Dali noticed it.

But by the time he noticed it, it was already too late.

Because before he noticed it, he had already been stabbed.

The extremely surging sword energy fiercely cut and bombarded his body, which was as strong as iron.

Jiuyang's body-protecting true energy formed naturally and exploded in an instant, turning into a body-protecting air shield to resist the sword energy.

Amidst the loud explosion, the grass on the ground was torn to pieces and flying.

Jiuyang's body-protecting energy collapsed immediately.

Jiang Dali's mind was even more impacted by the torrent of sword intent. The Tiger Saber was like a piece of ice floating against the warm current of spring in the collision of the sword intent. It was powerless.

However, Jiuyang's body-protecting energy finally created a buffer time for him, an opportunity to avoid being defeated and seriously injured at the first encounter.

At the moment when Jiuyang's protective gas mask collapsed, Jiang Dali woke up early.

He yelled wildly and raised the knife in his hand to block it, and the muscles and bones all over his body made the sound of dragons and tigers roaring in the explosion. The skin color of his whole body instantly turned into green gold, and his muscles protruded like a raging King Kong, with an unparalleled energy.

A fierce and cruel aura rose from him.

Gather momentum!

The momentum-gathering skills of the Twenty-eight Dragon Subduing Palms were brought into full play by him at this moment.

His momentum instantly climbed to its peak, and he roared out with his sword while roaring!

The dazzling sword light and sword intention erupted at the moment when the golden-backed nine-ring sword trembled.

But the next moment...

This sword light and sword intention are like a small water flower, which is submerged in the sword intention and sword energy like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

"Uh-huh——"

Jiang Dali, with his hair disheveled and roaring, stood on the spot with a knife. His body and skin were instantly cut with shocking bloody gashes by the crazy attack of the knife. Blood spattered and the long blood strips were also violently turbulent.

The water is rolling eastward, and the big waves have swept away many heroes.

Ba Dao's freehand stroke was like an unrivaled force crushing him.

People in it are unable to struggle or dodge, as if they can only be crushed by the rolling spring tide.

At this moment, the eyes of Ba Dao, who maintained the sword-drawing posture, became brighter and brighter, almost only the bright light of the sword remained in his eyes, and the aura on his body became stronger and stronger, becoming more and more terrifying.

The originally rickety old body seemed to be rejuvenated, exuding extremely terrifying vitality, and the sword energy and sword intent erupted from the palm of the sword were almost endless.

Jiang Dali clenched his teeth, feeling that his mind and will were being suppressed and crushed by a sword that penetrated the sky and the earth. At this moment, it was difficult to even move, not to mention the sword.

He had never had this feeling of being unable to struggle, and this was the first time.

Dominant sword!

It's really domineering!

Even without the ruthless killing.

But he also forged a more majestic, domineering and unparalleled freehand sword.

At this moment, Jiang Dali felt intense pressure and crisis in his mind and heart. He was shocked by the extremely powerful force of the sword and had no ability to resist at all.

No matter how much blood you have.

The strength and physique that I am proud of again.

At this moment, I can only become a sandbag, like a person on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

There are more and more wounds on the body, and the blood bar is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye...

It seems like I can only sit back and wait for death.

If such an astonishing scene were seen by players, I am afraid that countless players would be stunned.

The leader of the Black Wind Village, who was usually extremely powerful, was actually suppressed in the hands of an unknown NPC, and his vitality and blood plummeted. It was simply unbelievable.

On the wall of the courtyard, Dongfang Bubai stood alone in red clothes, his cold eyes were getting colder, and he was ready to rescue at any time.

In the field, Jiang Dali was breathing heavily, with stab wounds all over his body. His energy and blood had dropped below the absolute safety line, with only 30% left, and it was even falling.

His mind and will were still suppressed.

Now, he only has two choices.

Use death to realize the freehand sentimental knife.

Either he would try to get rid of the shadow of a grudge in his heart, give up his desperate resistance, explode all his concentrated momentum, and forcefully break a breach in the opponent's sword to escape, or he might be saved by Dongfang Bubai.

These two options are undoubtedly not good choices.

Especially the second choice of escaping will definitely have a great negative impact on his future efforts.

Jiang Dali felt a little hesitant in his heart, but in an instant, the hesitation was replaced by all determination.

He thought of the decisive suicide he had chosen to test the world.

Thinking of the hard work he had to do to become a strong Qi man in his previous life.

Thinking about the path he chose along the way - the path where great efforts can produce miracles.

This is not only a road full of miracles, but also a road full of great emotion and determination.

He has always insisted on this path and never gave up.

For a while, he was going smoothly, and he became stronger when he encountered strong ones. Why did he regret a battle or his life?

Ice cold!

Jiang Dali felt cold all over his body, which was caused by too much blood loss.

But at this time, his heart was already burning hot.

At this moment, he felt that his soul and will had become stronger and stronger, and the feeling of being suppressed and crushed was instantly weakened.

It was as if something was broken. His body was as weak at this moment as it was before Ba Dao, but his spiritual will had risen to another level, a peak.

In an instant, he immediately felt the coldness and twilight after the vigorous vitality from the sword energy and sword intention coming from the overwhelming force.

Ling Han and Chi Mu both come from Ba Dao.

Although Ba Dao's aura was getting stronger and stronger at this time, the sword intent and sword energy that burst out was terrifying.

But the vitality in his body seemed to quickly dissipate with the bright burning at this moment.

Brilliant things are often fleeting and fleeting, and whoever tries to keep them will often end up with only pain and misfortune.

The freehand sword of Tyrannical Sword is a sentimental sword, so why not?

With his old body, even though he is passionate and enthusiastic, he can no longer carry more ambitions and heroic aspirations.

The Love Knife is only for protecting lovers.

And for such a sword to burst out with such powerful power, a corresponding price must be paid.

Jiang Dali understood and realized it completely. His body was covered in blood, but his eyes were shining brightly, like burning flames!

Jiang Dali, Wu Dao.

"ing!"

A distant and sharp needle chanting sound came at this time.

However, Jiang Dali suddenly let out a long roar, which was full of brazenness, determination and self-confidence that he would risk his life to survive.

"force!!!"

Roar!!!

Dragon's Golden Bell Cover!

Tiger Roaring Iron Shirt!

Jiang Dali's whole body's energy, including his mind and will, were completely condensed. He shouted violently, and his muscles all over his body stood up. His clothes full of gaps burst into pieces in an instant, and he held a knife in his thick arm!
To be continued...