The madness and hideousness on Shao Yiming's face froze a little, and he actually felt a kind of coercion on Zou Dui's body, which can only be encountered when facing a master who is stronger than him!

Shao Yiming's face showed an incredible look, but he didn't believe that Zou Dui's strength had reached the point of coercing him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Die, die!"

The fierceness in his eyes skyrocketed, and Shao Yiming's figure accelerated instead, rushing towards Zou Dui frantically, even a few points faster than before.

However, in Zou Dui's eyes, Shao Yiming's speed that had been urged to the extreme at this time was actually slow, and under the different moods, he felt like an angry child rushing towards an adult, and there was a kind of powerlessness hidden under the seemingly strong momentum.

Zou Dui was not in a hurry, the long sword in his hand swung an arc, the cold light of the sword body was like a ripple of autumn water, and the slightest ripple was like a dream, and the next moment, he had appeared in front of Shao Yiming in an instant, and the cold light of the long sword in his hand swept Shao Yiming.

"How could it be ......"

Shao Yiming's pupils shrank suddenly, and his crazy and tyrannical face finally showed a look of horror, but he didn't think much about it, and the silver in his hand swung out fiercely, turning into thousands of red spears.

Laugh at!

Shao Yiming's spear moved, and the "Yuanli Soft Armor" on his chest was broken by the blade of the sword, cutting out a gap, and the flesh and blood rolled up, and the blood splattered endlessly.

Shao Yiming let out a cry of pain, but the next moment, it turned into an outburst of wild laughter: "Hahahaha...... Good cut!Go on!"

His expression and voice were hideous and crazy, Shao Yiming didn't pay attention to the wounds on his body at all, and regardless of Zou Dui's long sword attack, the spear in his hand went out fiercely at an unprecedented speed, and stabbed Zou Dui in the chest brutally, and he wanted Zou Dui to fight for both defeats.

Laugh at!

There was another muffled sound of a sharp blade entering the flesh, Shao Yiming's "Yuanli Soft Armor" was broken again, and a bloody and blurred gap was pulled out of his abdomen, but the silver spear in his hand also successfully stabbed Zou Dui in the chest.

Shao Yiming didn't have time to laugh wildly, and suddenly he was sluggish, because all his spear stabbed was only the afterimage of Zou Dui!

"He's so fast that I can't catch it! How can it be ......?"

Shao Yiming screamed in disbelief in his heart, but the next moment, a heavy "whip leg" was slammed into his chest.

This time it was extremely ruthless, Shao Yiming spurted out a mouthful of blood, rolled and flew upside down, smashed up a cloud of dust, and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Hahahaha...... Although I don't know why you were able to burst out with such a powerful combat power, but you are only at the end of your crossbow, and now you are barely supporting! I am desperately injured and consumed by you, and in the end it is you who loses!"

Shao Yiming forced self-confidence, laughed wildly, stood up again with a spear, and staggered to Zou Dui again.

Zou Dui looked at Shao Yiming with sympathetic eyes, and finally was completely sure that it had come to this point Shao Yiming was still self-hypnotizing, and his words and deeds were already somewhat different from normal people, and it seemed that all the things in the past few months had indeed driven Shao Yiming half crazy.

Nodding slightly, Zou Dui felt that he had initially achieved his goal, he didn't want Shao Yiming to die too easily, Shao Yiming had suffered from the torture of life worse than death in the past few months, which should be more comforting to Ziyu's spirit in the sky!

"Poor idiot!"

Zou Dui scolded sarcastically.

"You scold me ......"

Shao Yiming's face was gloomy, and his expression was hideous, but before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened, and a look of disbelief and horror appeared on his face.

Syllable!

The sword light flashed, and the attack speed didn't even make Shao Yiming make any dodge or defensive moves, watching the blade of the long sword sweep across his cheeks.

Although it was a sword body, the force of the slap was fierce and fierce, and after slapping Shao Yiming's face, Shao Yiming had already been slapped out like a broken sack, and then it flew all over the sky, as well as Shao Yiming's half-broken teeth mixed with flesh and blood.

When Shao Yiming's body was about to land, Zou Dui's figure reappeared, that is, he jumped high in the air, then accelerated his fall, and his knee hit Shao Yiming's waist fiercely.

"Ahh

Shao Yiming spurted blood from his mouth, and he couldn't help but shout in pain, and in the shouting, the clear sound of bones shattering couldn't be concealed.

Shao Yiming hadn't passed out yet, and the bad luck that awaited him was far from over, Zou Dui, who had landed on the ground, didn't pause for a moment, abandoned the long sword, and his fists were already waving.

Boom boom boom one by one!

A heavy punch with an afterimage blasted the air and slammed into Shao Yiming's body.

The "Yuanli Soft Armor" on Shao Yiming's body was shattered instantly, and under the powerful bombardment, it could not be repaired automatically at all. And in the crisp sound of broken bones, Shao Yiming screamed at first, but when he got to the back, he was no longer able to shout, a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs vomited, his limbs twitched violently, he struggled for a moment, and finally there was no sound at all.

Zou Dui finished venting happily and bombarded Shao Yiming's body into mud. The pleasure was happy, but after the pleasure, an endless weakness appeared from the body, Zou Dui woke up instantly, and when he saw that the skin in his hand was obviously aging, he knew that the opening of the three entrances was too expensive.

Immediately closed the open entrance. In an instant, the physical potential brought about by the "Eight Secret Methods" receded like a tide, and Zou Dui immediately became paralyzed and weak, and the person shook like a leaf in the wind.

Shaking his head vigorously, Zou Dui quickly took out a handful of "Blood Spirit Pill" and swallowed it, only then did he feel better.

With a long exhale, Zou Dui understood very well that his body had reached its limit, and now it was difficult to stand seriously, and he no longer had any combat strength. At this time, Guan Yuhe, who was lying on the ground, shouted loudly: "Instructor, it's not good!"

Zou Dui was stunned for a moment, and then he didn't need Guan Yuhe's guidance to hear the movement behind him. Zou Dui quickly turned around, only to see smoke and dust billowing out, and there were as many as a hundred phantoms rushing towards him. Needless to say, following the previous Phantom Advance of more than fifty meters, the Phantom Army finally chased and killed.

Zou Dui's face changed color, and then he couldn't help but turn into a mouth full of bitterness, shaking his head and smiling bitterly, the thief doesn't take such a playful person, he has finally fought hard until now, is he still going to die under the chaotic knife of the phantom army?

At this moment, Zou Dui is really out of food, and it is difficult to even move a finger. Looking at the army of phantom spirits billowing in the dust, Zou Dui's heart was a kind of despair, but he still struggled to hold the long sword and stood one by one, his character was like this, even if he knew that he would die, he had to fight until the last moment, shed the last drop of blood, and then stand tall and die!

"Come on...... Thief God, if you win me in a serious fight this time, I will be convinced!"

Muttering to himself, Zou Dui's hand holding the sword became more and more firm.