.Aben retreated to the shelf, took off the smile on his face, and asked expressionlessly: "Are you enemies? Come on the name!"

Unexpectedly, the yellow-faced man suddenly launched a sneak attack and failed to achieve success. He looked at the short man, and the short man let out an extremely ugly laugh and said, "We are the Blood Moon Yingluo Seven Swords of the Mist Blade Ming and Zhang Yue Ten Swords. Now you can accept your fate!"

The tall yellow-faced man named Zhang Yueshidao didn't seem to like to speak very much, but just laughed twice, moved his footsteps, and blocked the door of the store without hesitation.

Aben looked expressionless and looked a little afraid of others. He stared at the two people in front of him coldly. Aben moved, and used the steps he had just taken, stepping on the Nine Palaces, secretly matching the principles of the Eight Trigrams. After only two steps, he became a little floating. It was indeed a first-class magical step.

He flashed to the door and fisted with the yellow-faced man named Zhang Yue Shidao, and attacked four moves in an instant. With the force of force, Zhang Yue Shidao was pulled by Aben's Tai Chi force and took half a step forward. However, his finger force was really strong. While the wind was blowing, he actually forced Aben back to the position he was standing.

Zhang Yue chuckled twice and said hoarsely: "Tai Chi! This child is actually a master of Tai Chi. I can't stop him from fisting and kicking!"

Wu Renming, who had not taken action on the side, leaned back and penetrated into his waist. With a slash, he pulled out a strange-shaped weapon from his waist. It was actually a soft sword that was five or six meters long. The blade was thin and narrow, and it fell on the floor. It turned out that the short man had been wearing an inappropriate wide robe to cover the soft sword wrapped around his waist. However, this sword was too long. It was rare for the usual long sword to be about one meter long. Two meters away can be called a giant sword. However, this sword was obviously a soft sword, but it was more than five meters long. It was completely an alternative among the swords, and a strange-shaped and strange-shaped species.

Wu Renming seemed to cherish this strange sword very much. His eyes stared at the sword body and emitted a strange light. Suddenly, his wrist trembled suddenly, and the strange sword seemed to have come alive. The five-meter-long sword body collapsed straight in an instant, and the sword body under the infusion of internal force emitted a sharp bright light. It swept towards Aben like a giant python waving its tail.

In an instant, the sword blade had reached the door. The color on Aben's face did not move at all. He stepped back three and a half steps, and his back pressed against the bread shelf.

The mist blade was five meters away, with a light wrist tilted. The long sword body was like a spirit snake, and it quickly pointed towards Aben's chest. Aben looked at him coldly, then retreated, moving along the bread shelf, and his feet were very fast. He stayed in almost every position for a moment and moved away.

Wu Renming's sword blade is faster. With strong internal force and flexible control of wrists from a distance, the sword tip and the sword body are free to be retracted and freely as if dancing. While tearing the bread shelves into pieces, he chased A Ben's figure.

One inch long, one inch strong, one inch short, one inch dangerous! Ah Ben is carrying all kinds of martial arts, so of course he understands this truth, so he does not retreat, speeds up and rushes into the arms of the little dwarf.

The sword tip suddenly rolled back, Aben ignored it, and thrust his feet hard and exerted force again to accelerate. It was only five meters away, so it was necessary to see if he rushed faster or the sword blade was stabbed back faster.

Wu Bian Ming is one of the seven swords of Blood Moon Cherry. He has used the Earth Snow Mist Blade in his hand to face the enemy countless times. Of course, he would not have thought that Aben would use this method to break the sword.

A proud look appeared on his face. While the forearm was folded and stretched, his wrist trembled gently again, and the sword body changed. It turned out that the rewinding of the sword tip was fake, and the sword body was like waves was real. If this ups and downs were touched by the body, it would be more than just a skin and flesh bloom.

Aben rushed into the sword wave, and only two steps were left to take his sword-controlled wrist, but these two steps were as dangerous as natural danger and could not be overcome. In desperation, he had to point his toes, lift his feet up, turn over in the air, and barely avoid the sword wave flat roll.

He was in the air, and his heels stomped on the counter, turning like a crane, causing the sword waves to pounce in the air. Aben landed steadily without any danger, leaning against the glass window facing the street.

It was already the lights outside the street, and the shining colorful neon lights shone in from outside the window, reflecting the colorful and beautiful bodies of the three people in the bakery.

Wu Renming and Zhang Yue Shidao were not afraid of being seen by ordinary people on the street. They had enough time to resolve the battle before the French police arrived.

Aben's psychological activities at this time are very strange. In the enemy mode, he should be able to directly calculate the strengths and weaknesses of both sides, find out the opponent's weaknesses and make targeted attacks. If the opponent's strength is too strong, he can start the escape program. But this time, Aben did not do the calculation, but fought based on his physical instinct.

Perhaps it is because this bakery is a place where Aben likes. These two enemies attacked here, and the unconscious attack of the bakery girl before, which caused Aben's heart to fluctuate. It can also be said to be a confusion. It is this confusion that Aben did not directly analyze and calculate, because he did not want to know that the strength of both sides was poor, and he did not want to escape under the drive of the escape program.

If Tu Mingshuai could sense this change, he would be ecstatic, which means that Aben began to slowly form his emotions, rather than emotional changes based on the microprocessor.

Wu Renming laughed and said, "This kid is really fast! How many more swords can he avoid?"

Zhang Yue, who was standing by his back, said slowly, "One sword! At most two swords!"

While restraining himself from entering the analysis program, Aben thought about the way to fight. However, the other party did not give Aben one more second. Wu Renming stretched his arm forward, and the sword blade was more than six meters long. Fortunately, this bakery was big enough, otherwise the house would collapse just by sweeping the sword blades of more than six meters long.

With a pounce, Aben tilted his head violently, and the sword blade shot straight into the glass window next to Aben's head under the force of the fog blade's bright force.

The force of this sword was really weird. The tip of the sword pierced the window glass several centimeters thick, but it did not break the entire piece of glass. While Wu Renming waved his arm, the sword blade actually drew a straight thin line on the glass window. The sword body passed through the glass, making a terrifying and sharp sound, which made people's eardrums hurt.

Aben's legs were about to move to the side. As soon as he exerted force, he immediately felt something was wrong. Thin lines that were so thin that the naked eye could not distinguish but were extremely tough, wrapped around Aben's left leg! It was Zhang Yue's ten swords that came out from his fingers. It turned out that in addition to having a good skill in his palm, this man actually had such incredible weapons.

It was indeed ten swords, Zhang Yue's ten sword technique that was hidden so much that the enemy could not see, and ten thread blades that were as thin as a gossip. It was Zhang Yue's ten sword weapon.

Aben's situation is very bad now. When his calf was wrapped in a thread blade, Aben held his breath and tightened the calf muscles to the limit. The thread blade could not be cut for a while, but both sides were in stalemate. At the same time, it greatly restricted the speed of Aben's reliance on his struggle.

Wu Renming and Zhang Yue have been working together for a long time on this side, so how could they not be familiar with the means of matching the table? Wu Renming's body activates again and finally makes a killer move.

The arm trembled, and the force penetrated the sword body. He lifted and twisted his backhand, and almost the entire glass window cracked at the same time. Wu Renming's unique energy of transmission was transmitted to the window glass through the sword body. Finally, the glass window expanded to the critical point and shattered with thunderous shatters. Countless sharp glass fragments, mixed with Wu Renming's unique energy, blasted towards Aben under the window. This moment was the biggest challenge Aben faced since his birth, and the situation was at stake.

An extremely sharp and harsh sound came from his ears. The girl Anna woke up from her coma and supported her half of her body with her hands. She looked up in a daze and saw the little lover in her dream, the little prince of bread from the east, looking ahead with a serious face.

Anna didn't have time to follow the little prince's gaze and looked at something opposite, but she heard a loud bang above her head. Anna looked up and looked over, Oh my God! The glass window in the store actually exploded. Countless glass fragments leaned towards the little prince and sprinkled on him. Anna didn't know where the strength came from, jumped up from the ground, opened her arms, blocked Ah Ben, and protected the little prince in her heart, refusing to let him suffer any damage.

Countless glass fragments containing the internal strength of the fog blade penetrated into Anna's body, instantly destroying the vitality of the girl's body. Anna only felt the pain as if she had been torn apart, and her body felt empty and could no longer support her, and she leaned softly on Aben.

A tear slid silently along the girl's red apple-like cheeks and dripped onto the shoulders of the Biochemical Man Benben No. 1.

Even if I don’t even know his name? This bakery girl, Miss Anna, was so ordinary that she was, in order to protect this oriental boy who had only met several times, gave her young life without hesitation with her longing for romantic love.

Aben stretched out his arms blankly. The girl in her arms was soft and seemed to have a slight smell of bread, but she gently slid from her arms. Aben's hands hugged for nothing, and time seemed to solidify for a moment.

"I am just a biochemical person. Why does my heart feel empty! A feeling that I can't find it back!" Ah Ben only felt a strange feeling in his mind, but he couldn't find an adjective to describe it.

Aben raised his head and let out a long roar like a wild beast. Zhang Yueshidao only felt that the feeling of the thread blade in his hand was relieved. He gave up resisting? Only then did such a thought flash through Zhang Yueshidao's mind, and immediately realized something was wrong.

Aben murmured to himself: "The safety mode is lifted, the escape program will automatically give up, and force it to enter the perfect battle mode!" As he finished speaking, Zhang Yue Shidao felt that the thread knife was lightened, and the thread knife was actually broken. What kind of muscle strength can be done! Before he could be surprised, Benben No. 1's appearance began to change drastically!

First, Aben's hair continued to grow wildly at a noticeable speed visible to the naked eye. In a few seconds, the long hair had grown to waist, and the hair quality changed from pure black to dark green. His pupils changed from black to silver white, and his facial features also changed slightly. If Benben was a sunny boy with a smile on his face, then now his face obviously tends to be an angry young man, which is 70% or 80% similar to Li Mo.

The bones around her body kept ringing, and her height was stretched a few centimeters. Such a terrifying change, even though Blood Moon Ying Luo was knowledgeable and had countless enemies, she had never seen such a change.

Wu Renming and Zhang Yue were all in the same mood as each other, and they were all in the same sense of fear.

Ah Ben has grown from a handsome young man to a strong young man in just a few seconds. What kind of hell is this?

Wu Renming couldn't stop the shock in his heart and asked, "Who are you?"

The young man transformed from Aben raised his sword eyebrows, and a pair of Ruolangxing's eyes shone with a shining gleam. A mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he sneered: "For the first time we met, please take care of me. My name is Molong, Li Modimo, and the dragon of the dragon!"

Wu Renming knew that some unknown change must have been born in the child. No matter whether he was Li Mo or Mo Long, he was still unstable when he transformed, and then he killed himself first!

The thought turned around like a flash in his mind. Wu Renming's wrist trembled, and his sword body ate the young man standing like a mountain like a spiritual snake. The tip of the sword pierced his eyebrows. Wu Renming carefully tugged a few points of strength. Although the sword tip danced vigorously, at least five kinds of changes were left to prevent accidents.

Mo Long seemed to have seen through Wu Renming's sword path, his body did not move, but his head and neck were slightly tilted. The sword light brushed through his ears lightly, cutting off a few strands of dark green hair in his temples.

Wu Renming saw that the other party had reacted so much, and he felt very calm. He vomited all his strength, his wrists flipped rapidly, and the sword light was like a rainbow that slashed the young man's head and neck from the side.

This change of move is deep and fast, steady, accurate and ruthless. With the length of a five-meter soft sword, it can produce such changes. With such accurate control of the force, Wu Renming is extremely conceited. He is already the first master of Japan who can use such a super long soft sword.

The sword light of more than five meters long wiped straight towards the young man's neck. At such a close distance, no one could change the result. Hey! Wu Renming and Zhang Yue's ten swords were both exclaiming incredible exclamations in front of him.

Mo Long did not raise his hands and did not shake his shoulders, and he used the cleverness of turning his head and neck. With the strength of steel teeth, he miraculously bit the blade with steel teeth.

Wu Bian Ming was shocked and pulled hard, but the sword body was still streaked, as if it was cast by steel.

The young man Mo Long, who was transformed by the young man Aben, slowly raised his arm, put his three fingers on the snow-bright sword body, and released the tip of the sword under the biting of the steel teeth.

An extremely domineering internal force was transmitted along the sword body that was more than five meters long to Wu Renming's right palm holding the hilt of the sword. The internal force condensed but did not dissipate, and followed the sword body to Wu Renming's heart vein.

Under the severe shock, Wu Renming shouted, and his left palm slashed hard on his right wrist, shaking the hilt of the sword in his palm to the ground, which resolved the strange internal force siege that suddenly came from the hilt of the sword.

While the super long sword body fell to the ground, the young man Mo Long's footsteps before Zhuo Miraculous Steps, barely avoided the ten-fingered blade shot from Zhang Yue's ten-sword shot again, and suddenly accelerated. It was more than several times faster than Aben's previous ground method. He swam in front of the fog blade Mingdi in an instant.

A punch hit Wu Renming's chest. Wu Renming felt a powerful force hitting his chest. The ribs on his chest were immediately broken and all of them broke. The young man Mo Long shouted: "The boxing is called Seven Injury! Those who have the seven Injury Fist died!"

Wu Renming's short body was folded back. Mo Long didn't know what steps he used under his legs. He turned his body and actually bullied Wu Renming's back, and his palm was like a knife. This spinning palm knife slashed heavily on Wu Renming's neck, and suddenly made a crisp sound of a broken neck.

Seeing that Wu Renming could not survive, Mo Long didn't give up. He took the opportunity to lift Wu Renming's collar on his back and threw Wu Renming's body into the air like a child. He swung his right leg and followed a powerful shot in the air. Wu Renming, who had just gained the upper hand, broke out from the glass window on the right like a broken ball, and fell on the street with a bang, and died suddenly.

Zhang Yue was not scared of the Ten Swords, but as one of the seven swords of Blood Moon Ying, he had experienced many battles and naturally knew the reason why the brave ones won when they met on a narrow road. Even if the monster in front of him killed Wu Renming, he would have to spend a lot of effort. Taking advantage of his illness and killing him, if he retreated at this time, when the monster came back, he would definitely be unable to escape.

Making up his mind, Zhang Yue whistled ten swords, giving up the weaker linear blade, but instead used his strongest finger claw skills to fight the powerful enemy to death.

It should be said that Zhang Yue Shidao is the best choice in terms of judging the situation or in terms of courage and determination. Unfortunately, this time, he chose the wrong opponent.

Zhang Yue gathered his ten fingers with his ten fingers, rushed towards Mo Long and his green hair hung to his waist. His young man Mo Long, whose eyes were flashing with silver-white light, chanted in his mouth: "Shaolin Dragon Claw Hands are matched with the Great Sun Vajra's internal power to subdue demons!"

Mo Long and Zhang Yue each had five fingers connected, but Zhang Yue let out a scream of pain and his five fingers were broken.

That's not all. Mo Long continued to chant while making a move: "Wudang Yunshou, paired with Tai Chi Ruoshui Ruoshui, I will give you another move to 18 beatings!"

These moves of internal and external power are in perfect harmony. First, Yunshou, with the cooperation of Tai Chi Ruoshui Ruoshui, circled around and broke, dragging Zhang Yue Shidao's broken hand. Under the pull of Tai Chi power, Zhang Yue Shidao could no longer control his center of gravity. While being pulled, his arms were pulled and turned straight, from fingertips to wrists, to forearms, and finally, the shoulders, and the broken bones were broken one after another, which was extremely painful. Zhang Yue Shidao opened his mouth wide, and wanted to shout but couldn't shout out anyway.
Chapter completed!