"Fall, come on, let me see how strong you really are!"

Leng Jian stared at Shan Luo with those eyes that only had the whites of his eyes and said, his tone was full of coldness, from the perspective of a bystander, at first glance, he thought that they were brothers, both of them had white hair, but Shan Luo's hair was longer, and their temperament belonged to the cold type.

As soon as the words fell, his body suddenly exploded towards Shan Luo, the speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Shan Luo's body, and his fists hit Shan Luo like raindrops, but Shan Luo's reaction speed was also amazingly fast, and he always happened to dodge the fist of the cold sword.

Soon, Shan Luo also began to fight back, his offensive was faster than the cold sword, the two of them used their fists and feet together, their movements were as fast as lightning, ordinary people's naked eyes could not catch it at all, it was dazzling!

"Not only is this guy terrifying, but his speed is not inferior to me in the slightest!"

Leng Jian dodged Shan Luo's fists and feet while thinking in horror in his heart, although he knew that the fall was terrifying, but after the real fight, he really felt the horror, as long as his movements stagnated a little, he would definitely be beaten by Shan Luo and lose his combat effectiveness!

"Humph!"

Shan Luo snorted coldly, the blood demon qi suddenly erupted from him, and the cold sword hurriedly retreated, after the blood demon qi dissipated, Shan Luo's eyes were already red, red and glowing, if the white eyes of the cold sword made people feel gloomy, the single red eyes made people tremble!

Seeing this, Leng Jian hurriedly picked up the double swords he had dropped on the ground, the double swords were here, and suddenly a strong self-confidence poured into his heart again, he was a swordsman!

Single-handed, right-handed. The horned sword instantly appeared in the palm of his hand, which made Leng Jian frown, and he only then remembered that he also used the sword to fall.

"Come on. Although you are very strong, you are not as good as me when you are compared to a sword! ”

Leng Jian said proudly, as a peak player, he naturally has his own pride, even in the face of the world's No. 1, this pride will not be erased.

Shan Luo didn't reply to him, and the two rushed towards each other at the same time as if they had a heart. The speed was so fast that it was as if a white shadow and a black shadow had collided together, and there was an afterimage. Speed is terrifying.

Ping! Boom! Bite! Ping......

The swords in the hands of the two were like the wind, and the sword light continued to shine in the woods, dazzling, and the figures of the single fall and the cold sword were constantly intertwined. I have to say. After Leng Jian held the sword, his strength was like that of the two of them, and the two swords attacked and defended, so that Shan Luo was a little caught off guard.

Leng Jian's swordsmanship is very good, one move and one style are very tricky, compared to him, the single fall is completely wild, relying only on speed and strength, one force will drop ten times.

Shan Luo's left hand quickly condensed the blood-colored ball of light, and he held the sword in his right hand to resist the cold sword's stormy attack.

Burst Skill - Palm Magic Cannon!

Bang. Shan Luo suddenly moved his left hand towards the cold sword seal, and the magic cannon in his palm exploded instantly. It was like a red-black laser cannon shooting at Leng Jian, seeing this, Leng Jian's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly jumped to the side, but the magic cannon still grazed his right shoulder, and blood splashed in the air.

"What a terrible skill......"

Leng Jian covered his right shoulder and looked at Shan Luo in horror, blood flowed out between his left fingers, obviously not lightly injured, but fortunately, it only rubbed against his shoulder, if it hit his chest, he didn't dare to imagine if he would survive.

Shan Luo looked at Leng Jian indifferently, his expression was ruthless, in fact, he also knew that Leng Jian could dodge, and an idea suddenly came out of his heart.

"What's your name, it's good."

Shan Luo asked, the wind ruffled his white hair, he raised his chin slightly, but in Leng Jian's eyes, he was so arrogant, looking at him like an ant, which made him angry.

"Cold Sword!"

Leng Jian said coldly, he picked up the double swords that had just fallen to the ground again, guarding against the surprise attack of the single fall.

"Have you literated?" Shan Luo asked with interest, his smile was full of mockery in Leng Jian's eyes.

"Nonsense, what the hell are you trying to say?" Leng Jian said a little impatiently, even if he was arrogant, even if he was not a single opponent, he would not keep his voice down.

"Be my subordinate!"

Shan Luo didn't talk nonsense, but said straight to the point, and stretched out his left hand while talking, which made Leng Jian, who was already nervous, stunned, and depraved to accept him as a subordinate?

"You're dreaming! I'm not going to surrender to anyone! ”

Leng Jian flatly refused, maybe other players would agree in a hurry, but he wouldn't, even if the other party was the number one in the world, he would not surrender, because he also had a heart that wanted to be the number one in the world!

"In that case, then we are enemies, and you are the one who attacked me first!"

While speaking, Shan Luo walked towards him with a horned sword, and the murderous Shan Luo made Leng Jian suddenly nervous, even so he didn't regret it, no one can make me surrender!

Huh――

Shan Luo poured his blood demon qi into the sword body of the Ox Horn Sword, as if it was red and black sword qi, which looked very weird, which made Leng Jian's pupils shrink, is this serious?

In that case, then I'm desperate!

Boom -

A violent white aura suddenly erupted from Leng Jian's body, and the surrounding temperature dropped instantly, and a cold aura rushed towards Shan Luo, only to see that the white aura swirled around Leng Jian's body and began to dissolve mist and condense ice, and an adult-sized ice word condensed behind him, and the ice word exuded a cold air, like mist.

"Come on, if you want me to surrender, you have to see if you have the strength!"

Leng Jian was half-arched, holding a sword in his left hand, and holding a sword in his right hand, his cold tone made his eyebrows hang with fog beads, and his white eyes were like dead people, making people feel furious in their hearts.

Seeing this, Shan Luo rushed to the cold sword with the horn sword, and with a bang, the swords of the two collided together in the next moment, and suddenly the two began to wrestle, and the power of the cold sword after the text transformation also increased a lot, and it was comparable to Shan Luo.

At this moment, a cold air spread from the double swords of the cold sword to the horned sword in Shan Luo's hand, and then the cold air quickly spread to Shan Luo's hand, and Shan Luo hurriedly pushed hard. Push the cold sword away.

"What a weird tone, ice......"

Shan Luo looked at the ice words floating behind Leng Jian and thought that Leng Jian would not give him time to think. He quickly deceived him, and his double swords slashed at Shan Luo like the wind, and Shan Luo hurriedly resisted with his horned sword.

Bite! Ping! Qiang ......

Leng Jian's attack speed became faster and faster, and his hands turned into afterimages, and he could only see that the sword light could not see the sword body clearly, and he could only retreat step by step, and the cold air on Leng Jian's body also rushed towards him. made his body shudder.

"Don't you turn on the text transformation yet, you're too conceited!"

Leng Jian said as he attacked frantically, his tone full of mockery. Do you think you can defeat me with word awakening alone?

Shan Luo's right hand held the sword slightly wolf to resist his double swords, this guy not only greatly increased his strength after the text was transformed, but even the speed was amazingly fast, and the cold air on his body made Shan Luo have a headache.

"Boom-"

The furious blood demonic qi suddenly burst from Shan Luo's body. Startled, Leng Jian hurriedly retreated. I saw that the blood demon qi on Shan Luo's body was around him, and his literary aura was six meters high, and his momentum was huge, and he was speechless when he saw the cold sword, how terrifying is this literary qi?

An adult-sized blood word quickly condensed behind Shan Luo, and the blood demon qi on his body quickly weakened, and in the end, it just happened to wrap Shan Luo's body, and he looked up at Leng Jian with an evil smile on his face. Those red and shining eyes shook Leng Jian's heart.

Things are out of the question, and Shan Luo's expression is very familiar to him. Almost all players in Asia are familiar with the smile on the face of the Fallen as they start to kill, as if they were demons from hell.

Leng Jian's face was full of water droplets, I don't know if it was the fog beads condensed by Wen Qi or his cold sweat, he felt a huge sense of oppression from Shan Luo's body, which was a sense of oppression that even the boss had never made him feel.

The next moment, Shan Luo moved, he rushed towards Leng Jian with the horn sword, almost in the blink of an eye he came to Leng Jian's body, his right hand suddenly lifted, and the horn sword brutally crashed into Leng Jian's crossed double swords, directly making his double swords fly out of his hands.

Leng Jian's face changed greatly, he hurriedly raised his right leg and kicked at Shan Luo's waist, and Shan Luo's left arm quickly pressed down, directly sandwiching his right leg around his waist.

"Bang!"

"Poof—"

Shan Luo's right fist hit Leng Jian's chest like a heavy cannon, and Leng Jian directly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, but Shan Luo clamped his right leg, so that he couldn't fly out upside down.

Leng Jian could feel that several of his ribs were broken by Shan Luo, and in anger, he hurriedly burst out and flew up, but unfortunately Shan Luo's strength was terrifying, clamping his right leg and making him unable to rise into the air.

"Boom!"

Shan Luo grabbed his right leg and suddenly turned around twice and then threw him out, he used all his strength to directly throw him to the trunk of a big tree, and the ice word behind him was also smashed and dissipated, poof, the cold sword spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and he fell on the grass in a wolf and looked very miserable.

The power and speed of the single drop after the text transformation are almost doubled, which is extremely terrifying, and ordinary players would have been blasted by him with one punch.

Shan Luo came to Leng Jian's body and quickly lifted the state of text transformation, while Leng Jian lay on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up.

"Kill me, I'll admit it!"

Leng Jian gritted his teeth and said, his tone was full of frustration and unwillingness, he didn't expect that he would be blown up by the player, even if the other party was degenerate, this also deeply hit his self-confidence.

"Did I say I was going to kill you?"

Shan Luo squatted in front of Leng Jian and said, hearing this, Leng Jian looked up at him puzzled, he didn't understand why Shan Luo said this, the legend is that Fall doesn't kill people without blinking, compared to Fall, he only robs and rarely kills, so in his opinion, Fall is definitely a dangerous person, a man who is more aggressive than him!

"Surrender to me!"

Shan Luo stretched out his right hand and put it in front of Leng Jian's face, and said in a voice full of incitement: "Follow me, I will make you the strongest group of players in the world, although you are strong in Asia, but you are still weak in the world, your potential is very good, you alone can't stand at the top of the world, take me as the king!" ”

Leng Jian was stunned, he couldn't help but look at Shan Luo's cold face full of metallic texture, his ranking on Wen Qianglu was eighty-nine, in fact, he lowered his combat power jù, he just didn't want to attract attention like those players who love to be in the limelight, as the saying goes, the gun shoots the first bird, he has already seen that the era of words is not simple, so he has always been very low-key.

Who doesn't want to be the best player in the world? He Leng Jian naturally wanted to too!

In addition to the temptation in Shan Luo's words, he also knew that if he didn't agree, he would definitely be killed by Shan Luo, and the text era could only die twice, and if he died once, he would have to start all over again, and start all over again, at that time he would be thrown farther and farther away by the peak players! (To be continued......)