A big stone, a figure standing, thin and slender, holding a sword in his left hand, looking at the fierce battle in the canyon with a gloomy face, Lian Jin's purpose is very clear, with the power of eighteen people, he will severely damage Zhao Kuo, and finally solve this man who ruined himself by himself, and destroy it in the most cruel way, as for the lives of those who died under Zhao Kuo's sword, it is not worth mentioning in Lian Jin's eyes.

Zhao Kuo's move changed suddenly, the offensive changed suddenly, the long sword blocked the two, and pulled inward, the two of them held the heart of death, and there was almost no back move left when the sword was released, Zhao Kuo's move changed, a suction force came out of the sword, a force forward, the body leaned forward and suddenly unstable, the expression changed, the sword in Zhao Kuo's hand was drawn out, two screams, and the sword blade hit the vital point.

"Rubbish!"

Zhao Kuo raided the canyon, a fight, the remaining ten killers were killed and one was injured, three people surrounded the big black man holding a broadsword, two people surrounded another person, Zhao Kuo was just about to reinforce Mu Chen, suddenly a black shadow fell from above, Zhao Kuo turned around and took out the sword, his figure flashed quickly, Zhao Kuo was alert, and the tip of the sword turned back and stabbed back.

The other party fell from a high place, there was almost no sound, and he couldn't turn around, so he could only rely on the sword directly, and with a ding, the tip of the sword hit the tip of the opponent's sword accurately, and a cold snort came out, which revealed killing intent, and a figure fell, Zhao Kuo turned around almost at the same time as the sword, "It's you!" ”

"Seven years, seven years, seven years of hatred, now it can only be repaid with blood!"

Lian Jin's voice was hoarse, and a roar came out of his throat, which was the resentment that had been pent up, and this moment finally broke out.

Zhao Kuo snorted coldly, "The fault that day was that you harmed people with despicable means, the fault was that you were consumed by profit, the fault was that you were enemies with Zhao Kuo, and the fault was that you didn't know how to be respectful and humble!" ”

"Wrong!" Lian Jin couldn't help but let out a burst of laughter that was almost crazy, "What's wrong with Lian Jin?" Who is not greedy for power, who can stay out of the temptation, Lian Jin is despicable, how many people are doing dirtier things behind their backs in the skin of justice, if the person who won at the beginning was Lian Jin instead of you Zhao Kuo, if someone cut off your arm, if someone killed your woman and child in front of you, what would you do? Lian Jin's eyes were red, he stuck out his tongue, and put the long sword to his mouth and looked at Zhao Kuo.

"Kill!"

"Okay." Lian Jin nodded, "It is undeniable that the only person who can make Lian Jin admire in his life is you, but unfortunately, you will die under my sword today." ”

Lian Jin took out the sword, the left-handed sword shook down, the figure rushed out, the speed was extremely fast, and the body method was even more weird, Lian Jin practiced the murder swordsmanship, with killing as the ultimate meaning, extremely weird, the resentment in his heart can maximize the potential of the body, the body flashed and the reality was difficult to distinguish, Zhao Kuo's Lieyang sword swung out, it was all on the defensive, Lian Jin's left-hand sword flashed a few afterimages, Zhao Kuo responded calmly, the afterimages disappeared, and they stabbed out directly, the two swords met, and the two figures quickly separated.

Lian Jin's expression was cold, "One qiē is just the beginning, Zhao Kuo, this time to see if you can be lucky enough." "Fang Cai's sword is just a temptation, even so, it still plays eighty percent, Zhao Kuo can easily take it, in the eyes of Lian Jin, what he relies on is just luck, a few years of hard work day and night to have today's achievements, if it wasn't for his carelessness, Zhao Kuo is not his opponent at all, and the talent can't be compared at all, what was lacking at that time was just luck.

"No matter how much, Zhao Kuo can take it!"

"Arrogance, pay for your arrogance!" Lian Jin's expression changed, the whole person was like a sharp sword coming towards him, the corners of his mouth showed an almost cruel smile, how many days and nights of hard work, for this moment, how much effort he put in, and now he can finally see the return, Lian Jin, must not allow failure.

Lian Jin's figure was close, Zhao Kuo took out his sword, and his figure flashed suddenly, "So fast!" Lian Jin quickly flashed to the side with his amazing body technique, and his legs shrank down to attack directly, which was also a huge test for the body.

Zhao Kuo's figure stood firm, standing concentrating, the sword in his hand changed with the other party's figure, not affected by Lian Jin's strange body at all, and he could see clearly in the scene, in terms of identity can not be compared with Lian Jin at all, simply brake quietly, although Lian Jin is strong, after all, the human body has a limit, once the limit is passed, the strength, speed, and timing of the sword are also weakened.

Mu Chen waved his broadsword to protect his body, and the three of them showed what they had learned, one of them was injured, and blood oozed from his arm, even so it should not be underestimated, the fighting style was fierce, and he roared again and again, Mu Chen barely fought a draw with one enemy and three enemies, and then looked at Bai Ying, his body moved quickly, and the two of them were also known for their speed, but fortunately, there were war horses to use, and the long sword was split from time to time.

Lian Jin continued to draw his sword, the killing intent in his eyes was even stronger, a pair of eyes became red because of resentment, the green tendons on his left arm were tensed, and he roared angrily, "Zhao Kuo, do you know that the suffering that Lian Jin has endured is all because of you!" ”

Zhao Kuo sneered, "The humble soul has long been doomed to a tragic fate, no friends, no relatives, and no one who loves you." ”

"Shut up, at least it's still there!" The sword in his left hand was raised, flashing in the dim light, revealing a terrifying face in the moonlight, covered with Dao scratches, if it weren't for the broken arm, the evil in his eyes, and the almost roaring shout, he couldn't imagine that he was the white-clothed swordsman Lian Jin who fascinated countless Handan teenagers back then.

Lian Jin launched again, Zhao Kuo's words touched the sore spot again, and all the pain instantly turned into the power of the sword, and there were bursts of almost miserable screams from his mouth.

Zhao Kuo frowned, if it was during the day, it would be easy to deal with, and it was difficult to judge that Lian Jin was almost weird in the night, and sent out several swords in a row, implying that the flowing water swordsmanship followed, and the Mozi swordsmanship was used when he shot, and he had seen Yuanzong use it that day, and the Mozi swordsmanship was both offensive and defensive.

Ding ding ding, three sounds in a row, Lian Jin also frowned, only to use the murderous swordsmanship in the extremely domineering "one sword three killing", with amazing speed can quickly attack three swords, I don't want Zhao Kuo to take it, gritted his teeth, the body directly bullied, Zhao Kuo's sword in his hand swept, Lian Jin moved sideways, Zhao Kuo had to retreat, only Lian Jin's fluttering sleeves were left in front of him, that day he personally cut off Lian Jin's arm, so it is most clear that this sword can not cause any damage to Lian Jin at all.

Zhao Kuo's figure retreated, Lian Jin's face was happy, his body leaned forward, his legs approached quickly, the empty sleeves were suddenly thrown out, and the cuffs emitted a white light, Zhao Kuo was alert, and his body took advantage of the situation to hide behind the tree, and several white thin needles pierced deeply into the trunk of the tree, not wanting Lian Jin to hide the mechanism in his right arm and suddenly launch, Zhao Kuo's figure avoided, and there was a dead silence in front of him, and Lian Jin seemed to disappear suddenly.

"Come out, a person who fails, in Zhao Kuo's eyes, will always be a loser, and if you have the guts, you will come out."

There was no response, only Mu Chen's roar, and the sound of weapons striking each other, Zhao Kuo took out his sword, and decisively stabbed the almost dry trunk in front of him, the trunk exploded suddenly, and a sword stretched out directly, Zhao Kuo had lost the opportunity, so he had to dodge, Lian Jin's body was bullied, the sword in his hand turned around, Zhao Kuo's body was downward, and the hairband on his head was swept by the sword.

With his hair down, Lian Jin saw it in his eyes, "Interesting, but I still remember the palace battle back then, it was you who broke up the hairband on Lian Jin's head and was humiliated, and now it's your turn, this is retribution, retribution, Lian Jin is going to cut off your right arm today, let you taste the taste, from a proud son of heaven to a person who bullies and wastes, and then tortures you in the most cruel way, as well as your family, and that slut Zhao Ya." ”

mentioned that Zhao Ya Lianjin's face was full of hatred, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, the sword in his hand was in front of him, in the moonlight, the long sword flashed brightly, that was the color of such a sinner, the only thing missing now was the last red, the red of blood, dyeing the red long sword with the blood of the enemy, dyeing the entire canyon red.

Zhao Kuo shook his head, "Your heart has been obscured by hatred and evil, and you can't comprehend the true meaning of swordsmanship at all!" ”

"The meaning of swordsmanship, the sword is a murder weapon, the sword is a sword that kills, stop defending your magnificent reasons and accept the fate of death!"

Zhao Kuo sneered, "You are wrong, the sword can kill people and save people, there is only killing in your heart, and you will only be defeated by the sword in the end." ”

"Take your words to hell!"