But no matter how it rushed forward, it always kept a spear distance from the warrior. No matter how it swung its claws, there was always a fine steel spear head slapped on its hand. "Ouch!"

Heizheng rushed forward with all his strength.

The martial artist in front of him also had the world's top martial arts skills, and he was gathering a lot of energy. He also grunted, stopped retreating, and instead sent his spear towards its chest. Under the moonlight, there was a silver dragon coming out of the cave!

Heizheng wanted to resist, but the warrior seemed to have great strength. The spear was inserted into its indestructible chest, and with a pop, half of the spear tip was inserted into it. The buffalo in the nearby cowshed was frightened.

trembling.

Luo Monk is indeed very capable, but for such an evil thing, not to mention half of the spear tip piercing his chest, even if his chest is completely pierced and stabbed several times, it will be unharmed. Heizheng simply strides forward with the spear.

He stepped forward until the warrior was pushed against the wall and could not retreat, then he swung his claws and grabbed his head.

Brush it!

There was an extra claw mark on the stone brick wall, but the warrior was missing.

As soon as Heizheng turned his head, a long knife with a flashing cold light struck it on the forehead. The cold light under the moon was actually a bit brighter and fuller than the hooked moon in the sky at this time. There was even a faint hint of gangster in it.

gas.

Although Heizheng didn't have much sanity, he instinctively raised his hand to block it. There was a "dang" sound!

The arm was as thick as a human leg, and even the black hair on it was like steel wire. It was indestructible and extremely powerful, so it naturally blocked the sword. But the sword's light was as continuous as water.

The swords cut down one after another, with almost no gap in between, and the sword light was connected into one piece. Only by listening to the continuous sound of chopping gold can one hear the number of chops. Even the wind caused by the long knife

The blow made its black hair tremble, and the black air stirred randomly like mountain fog in the wind.

No matter how irrational Heizheng was, he still noticed something was wrong. This warrior was extraordinary.

Completely different from those last night.

But this warrior alone had a hard time coping with it, but there were still several pains coming from his back. "Ding ding..."

It was the sound of the flying sword being bounced to the ground.

No matter how high Lin Jue's magic power is, the flying swords activated by the curse cannot be as good as the swords cut in the hands of top warriors like Luo Monk. However, these four flying swords are blessed with sword curses, which are specially

The methods used to deal with these evil creatures immediately seemed to cause them pain.

With an angry roar, he forced the warrior back. As soon as he turned around, he saw a Taoist man pushing a palm towards him.
Chapter completed!