Thousand Blades of Death

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burn one's boats!

Throw away! !

Ma Yuan, who has a slashing sword of almost the same ability as Shikiki Hakuya, understands that if this battle continues to drag on, he must be the one who died! Because the biggest power of Qianbenying is dragging! Keep dragging! Once dragged into a protracted war, Ma Yuan's defeat is also necessary!

Take Ma Yuan himself. Ma Yuan only needs to consume five-fifths of his own spiritual power to complete the physical projection of the nine-hundred-nine-nine-nine sword! Then he only needs to pay attention to the next battle, plus a stable and small amount of release of the necessary spiritual pressure! This is undoubtedly a great advantage in the battle. Otherwise, who can still fight with the wooden sword eight more abnormally and then fight against the dead wood face for another 300 rounds? !

But Emahara's current depleted spirit and bruised body can never fight against the dead wood for a long time!

Therefore, Ma Yuan now intends to drain all the spiritual pressure from his body and strike to end the battle! Win, live; lose, die! There is nothing to hesitate!

The spirit of the whole body madly agitated, and with the swords floating in the air, they kept gathering together, forming a huge pointed cone, aiming at the dead wood Bai Zai!

"Huh! You can deflect the power of dozens of knifes, but you don't know if you can take the power of 999 swords?!" Ma Yuan's eyes flashed fiercely, and he screamed. Sound, the palm pushed hard against Baimu Baiya, and manipulated this huge sharp cone to quickly stab at Baiya Baiya!

What is the power of the nine hundred and ninety-nine swords that gather together? ! Coupled with the spiral airflow formed by a thick layer of blue spiritual power, it looks like a huge tornado, whistling at the rotten wood!

"boom!"

It was like being bombarded by the Saiyan Super Turtle Sect Qigong, Ma Yuan's front was completely bombarded with a long and invisible end, and the wide one can be used as a gap in the river channel! What reinforced concrete, car tires, completely disappeared!

This shocking sensory stimulus is like a Holocaust crossing.

Desolate... Ma Yuan can be sure that under such destructive power, if the decayed wood Baizai eats so hard to attack, it will definitely be dead!

"No... no... isn't it??!" The two mixed-eyed eyes of Asan Lianji are about to roll out. He really hadn't thought that Ma Yuan could do it like this. Horrible destructive power, I am afraid that some captains can't do it? !

In fact, this can't be said. The destructive power of this huge visual effect actually just looks shocking. In fact, these forces are relatively scattered and not concentrated. If they encounter hard ideas, it is not easy to use. Therefore, Ma Yuan only used the attack power to concentrate on the extreme world-end when dealing with Gengmujian eight, but he used such a wide range of attack methods to deal with the dead wood. Because whether it is Qianbenying or the defense of Shikiki Hakuya's body, it is impossible to compare with the wooden sword! In addition, his speed is like a dog, so it is most wise and decisive to use a large-scale attack!

"This...this, it's incredible..." Asani loves to swallow hard, then suddenly exclaimed loudly: "Yes... yes! Team... Captain... Captain... Where?! Where is the captain?!!!"

Ashani Lianji jumped down and looked around, but there was no other life in this desolation except for the culprit who caused this cut, and the sword was constantly panting. !

"No... no...no, impossible, captain he..." Asai loves him, he doesn't know what's wrong with him, he just feels sour and uncontrollable with his eyes and nose...

"Bash!"

As soon as I heard the sound of the knife being inserted into the flesh and blood, Asai Lianji heard the cold but extremely familiar voice, "It's really ugly...Asan Jing Lianji..."

After hearing the sound, Asani Jiji suddenly turned his head to look at the sound source, and saw the blood-stained decayed wood Shiraya standing behind Ma Yuan, and the slashing knife in his hand came out from Ma Yuan's right chest!

"All your swords have been shot in front, and you have not summoned these swords back again...that is, you can no longer attack me with a knife as before."

The dead wood Bai Zai's cold tone with a pity, "You lost, Amano Mahara..."

"Yes... indeed, I now have no strength to summon them back..." Ma Yuan opened his mouth, coughed up blood, and continued: "But ah... don't forget, my hand still Holding the sword..."

""

Baimu Baiya's pupils shrank suddenly, his hand holding the sword suddenly loosened, and his body backed away to distance himself from Ma Yuan, but the stalk sword suddenly appeared on his side, passing through the silver-white wind flower yarn around his neck , Nail him to the ground and don't move it!

"In the future... don't wear that kind of clothes anymore"

Ma Yuan turned around and stepped in front of Baimu Baizai, grabbed the collar of Baimu Baizai, and at the same time inserted the chopping knife on the silver-white wind flower yarn of Baimu Baiya and appeared in the other one of Mayuan. In the hand, the hand was raised high, facing the decayed wood Baizai's neck, and the knife was cut!

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