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The light slowly dissipated.

Wait until everything is quiet.

in the space ahead.

The figure of the six sword slaves stagnated in the air.

Holding the Eight Swords of the King of Yue, they maintained their original movements.

next second.

Pfft one by one!

A soft sound.

Six sword slaves, with open wounds all over.

Blood spurted out.

turn into blood.

At the same time, they are also like duckweed.

Fall to the ground.

With a bang.

hit the ground.

The black cold clothes of the six people are now full of scars.

All over the body, no skin is intact.

All are carefully cut.

Blood oozing.

The Eight Swords of the King of Yue fell scattered to the side.

The six sword slaves had bloodstains flowing from their bodies.

The masonry floor of the Xianyang King City was dyed red.

The only remaining gaze in his eyes.

It’s a terrifying look.

“Five and eight zero” and, shock!

“what!!!”

In the distance, I noticed the obscuring sun of this picture, and my eyes were split.

A look of horror flashed in his eyes.

This this!

The six sword slaves, unexpectedly, lost!

In front of the woman in the purple dress, I lost!

And, so utterly lost!

Directly from the air, fell to the ground.

Even the sword in his hand has been released.

You know, in the snare.

A sword is the life of a sword slave.

Even, it is an existence that is more important than one’s own life.

People can die, but swords cannot die!

Every snare sword slave, in the process of performing the task, fails.

His saber will be recycled and passed on to the next descendant.

A sword can only have one master.

So, enough to see.

The importance of the sword to the net sword slave.

However, now, these six swords have even loosened their own swords.

You can see how badly they were injured.

I’m afraid, there is no strength to hold a sword!

Covering the sun swallowed a mouthful of saliva and couldn’t help raising his eyes.

Looking, now, standing proudly in the air.

The back of the Zixia Fairy who drew the scabbard.

Six sword slaves.

defeated by her.

facing her.

Hidden felt a little helpless.

It’s like facing a mountain of Taru.

Weak, weak.

There are few Kokoko—!

Not waiting for him to be shocked here, behind him, there are already eighteen figures, attacking and killing.

The cold wind blows.

They are all armed with indigo-colored cold knives, strangling them.

Like eighteen iron-wood puppets.

Lock your own eight corners.

“Damn it, tough guy! Damn it!

Hide Ri noticed their figures and cursed secretly.

These eighteen guys are really difficult to deal with.

Although, the individual strength of each of them is not that strong.

However, after asking about it.

It is like an undead locust that surrounds itself all the time.

There is simply no way out.

Previously, even though, he dragged eighteen of them into the dark fantasy space of his book.

Hunt them in there.

However, eighteen of them, in the illusion space, deserve to ask each other.

In the dark space of painting, all the illusory figures that have been transformed into pieces are all torn apart.

greatly limit their own strength.

Finally, lock down your true location.

after a fierce battle.

The dark red sword glow that covered the sun seriously injured three of the Yanyun cavalry.

But, weirdly.

after their bodies fell to the ground.

A gray smoke gushed out from the body.

Under the urging of smoke, the wound site quickly stopped bleeding and became more and more asked.

It didn’t take long.

The wound site is already getting better.

Stand up from the ground, as if never hurt.

Holding the indigo blue cold blade again, he joined the team of the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun.

Get back into battle.

This terrifying recovery speed made Hokuri look like he’d seen a ghost.

In the end, they were dragged abruptly to the moment when the dark space of the book disappeared.

Be one!

The sound of golden kettles clashing, and Mars entered.

Covering the sun cast a dark red sword glow, forcing the two Yanyun cavalry in front of him to retreat.

At this time, the rear position, northeast, southwest, up and down, left and right.

All of them were two Yanyun cavalrymen dressed in iron clothes, and they came here.

The eyes under the mask were cold.

In addition to the cruel killing breath, there is no other emotion.

Cold and stiff.

As if it were a machine on a killing mission.

Cover the sun and stand with a sword.

On the top of the sun-covering demon sword, in the blood tank, there is a dark red sword energy surging.

Facing the figure of the eighteen Yanyun cavalry who attacked and killed in his eight directions space.

A blood-red glow appeared from under his feet.

The black armor around his body began to emit wisps of crimson smoke.

The whole body seems to be burning blood.

Immediately, take a step forward.

Suddenly, in the space in front of him, a sharp blood-red wave opened up.

The sword situation expanded rapidly.

Like a phoenix sweeping its tail.

With a loud bang, the several Yanyun cavalry in front of him were directly repelled.

A clinking crash.

Yan Yun’s Eighteen Riders held sharp swords, dispelling the remaining power of this scarlet violent sword.

However, now, in the rear of the sword slave.

Scarlet sword potential, a position that can’t be killed.

There are five Yanyun cavalry.

Bully to come.

The indigo blue cold knife in his hand flashed with cold light.

Cut painting behind the sun.

“Damn it!

Cover the sun secretly curse.

White eyes, mixed with dark eyes.

He glanced at them with a cold look in his eyes.

With the sun-covering demon sword in his hand, he drew the sword back to defense.

Put your backhand on your back.

when

when–

when–

With a series of crisp sounds, under the defense of the demon sword that covered the sun, the cold knives of the five Yanyun cavalrymen all slashed on his blade.

But, at the same time.

Previously, several Yanyun cavalrymen were repelled by his scarlet sword wave.

Now, the offensive has been defused.

The feet are above the eaves, a few jogs.

By the power of the shock.

at a faster speed.

Like a cannonball, it shot up.

Puff.

Finally, this time, the defense of the Swordsman Covering Sun was sparse.

He was deceived by several Yanyun cavalrymen and approached.

Indigo cold knife in hand.

On the black armor that covered the sun, the sword flashed and cut two gaps.

The flesh and blood below was revealed.

monument–!

4.1 Covering the sun was furious.

Immediately, kick the rhyme.

Energy surges.

Several Yanyun cavalrymen who injured Zheri were kicked by Zuri and several meters away and flew backwards.

And cover the sun to cover his wounds.

Take a half step back.

Looking at his wound, his face was gloomy and frosty.

Although, the wound was not fatal this time.

but now.

They were already able to hurt themselves.

Well, next.

beat yourself up.

But it’s only a matter of time!

Covering the sun caressing his wound.

Somber complexion.

Damn, these Damn it guys.

Can’t be beaten to death, very difficult to deal with.

Like cockroaches, it is all-pervasive.

In the past, they were all the sword slaves who surrounded and killed the police.

but now.

In front of them, eighteen Yanyun cavalrymen.

But he was besieged.

Damn it!