0387: Heartless slash to the love knife! The small freehand is the big freehand! The ten thousand words is month 6(2/2)
It was rolled up with violent energy, spun, and then exploded!
No one can describe the moment when the two swords clashed.
Only the two people at war know it.
After Gui Hai's ruthless slashes with his sword were blocked or even broken by Jiang Dali's sword in his extreme state, his sword-holding arm was also violently shaken, and the tiger's mouth cracked and bled.
However, his eyes fell into a more terrifying look of ruthless coldness. The moment he landed, his soles touched the ground, and the impact force was released, shattering the green bricks on the ground.
He turned around, advanced suddenly, and struck out more than thirty knives in an instant.
These more than thirty cuts were completed almost instantly.
It was a skill that he had honed countless times in the Jueqing Villa, and it seemed as natural as breathing and drinking water.
More than thirty terrifying blades of light were like a group of crazy devils, violently rushing towards Jiang Dali, attacking from any angle, like mercury pouring to the ground.
Everyone watching the battle changed their expressions. Their eyes were filled with dark sword light, and their ears were filled with the sound of thousands of terrifying knife whistles.
"Hehehe, hahaha, come on!!"
A huge invisible pressure hit him face to face, making him almost stop breathing. However, Jiang Dali held the knife and let out a laugh as arrogant as the unparalleled devil.
His black hair was flying around his head like flames, and his eyes seemed to condense into two lights that could shine through the darkness. The fighting spirit in his chest boiled and burned, making the extreme realm stronger and more extreme.
He kicked the ground with his feet and bent his knees violently.
The ground shook violently.
Jiang Dali rushed out like a tiger leaping into a stream, his thick and muscular arms suddenly exerting force.
Woo!!!
The golden knife broke through the air, as if someone were drawing a match, like a pale, golden thin strip flashing, rushing towards the cold knife light covering the opposite side like a black curtain...
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Chapter completed!