Sun Fuqi is a talented martial arts genius, with a fast sword, not to mention that there is no one before or since, but he is also unique.

His sword is like a raging storm, as soon as he strikes, it is a string of sword shadows, and before you can react, you have already been hit by several swords.

Sun Fu has been defeated, but every time he loses, he is not defeated in swordsmanship, but in his heart, he does not have a heart that belongs to a swordsman.

Therefore, he is a genius in sword learning and a master of swordsmanship, but he is not a real swordsman. When he encounters a weak person, he can defeat him with his clever swordsmanship, but once he is frustrated, he will be in turmoil, resulting in a rapid decline in strength.

The devil's crying knife is indeed very fast. And this kind of fastness is different from him. The sword of the devil's cry was like thunder, and each slash was as fast as lightning. But unlike Sun Fu, Devil Cry couldn't swing 72 swords in a row in three breaths. Even, if you hit 10 knives in a row in one breath, the knife momentum will become scattered.

Both sides have their own advantages, but Devil Cry has taken his advantages to the extreme, while Sun Fu not only did not give full play to his advantages, but even his shortcomings were exposed.

Sun Fu shouted loudly, his strong and tall body brought greater strength, stronger explosions, and the hideous spine sword raged like a whirlwind at six feet around his body, bringing gusts of wind and raising dust and sand in the sky.

However, none of this has any effect.

Ghost Cry's figure was erratic, and the Flying Immortal Step had been transported to the extreme by him. Every step was exquisitely calculated, and it was just right to always keep a distance from Sun Fu, just outside Sun Fu's attack range.

His sword was fast, so fast that even the devil cried and couldn't see it clearly, but so what, at the moment he was in a state of confusion, and this advantage could not be used at all.

Three breaths, three breaths of ghost crying, no stab, always swimming. As soon as the three breaths passed, Sun Fu was exhausted, the sword in his hand slowed down, and the ghost cry that was already ready to cry was immediately like an arrow from the string, cutting in.

The long knife came at him, easily cutting through the surging wind. The bright sword light flashed in Sun Fu's eyes. By the time he reacted, he had been stabbed in the chest.

A line of blood ran straight between the two collarbones, reaching the top of the face that had appeared on the chest, where it came to an abrupt end. Then, drops of crimson blood seeped out. Then, the flesh rolled up, and a large expanse of blood spurted out, and a waterfall flowed onto the face, and the whole distorted face turned red.

The wielded spine sword, belatedly arrived, and was easily avoided by Ghost Cry.

The injury was not serious, it did not hurt the bones, but only cut a layer of flesh on the surface.

However, the blow to Sun Fu was great.

A swordsman can be afraid of death, and anyone can be afraid of death. However, the swordsman cannot afford to lose his square inch because he is afraid of death.

And Sun Fu is not a qualified swordsman, he is not only afraid of death, but also loses his square inch.

The pace staggered and stepped back. The sword in his hand is even more messy.

Ghost Cry is like a shark that smells blood, sees a flaw, and turns back again.

But this time, it wasn't as sudden as it was just now. Sun Fu reacted in time and blocked the ghost crying with the sword in his hand.

There was a soft sound of "ding", and the long knife of the ghost cry lightly touched the uneven blade of the spine long sword, and the tip of the knife was shaved down with a kick.

A puff of blood splashed out of Sun Fu's wrist, and suddenly, his face changed greatly. He retracted his hand like an electric shock, jumping like a toad, jumping far away, and quickly moving away from the ghost crying.

When I saw that the ghost cry didn't catch up, I was relieved. Looking down, a huge wound was opened at the wrist, and the meridians inside were clearly visible. Almost, just a little bit, I was picked on Tesuji.

Suddenly, his eyes were full of horror as he looked at the ghost cry. There are not many knives out of the ghost crying, but every knife brings him harm. Every time he stabbed him, his heart trembled.

Now, he looked at Ghost Cry, as if he saw an invincible peerless god and demon, especially when Ghost Cry's narrow eyes swept over, he was even more frightened and didn't dare to look directly at him.

The headless bodies on the side of the martial arts family were also surprised when they looked at this scene. They thought that these two people were equal in strength, but where did they know, but when they fought, they were one-sided.

The eyes of the old man's chest were uncertain, and he let the two fight each other, and when the two tigers fight, one will be killed and one will be injured. But who knows, the gap in strength is so big.

No, it can't be like this.

But before he could speak, Ghost Cry had already made another move.

He pressed towards Sun Fu with a knife, and the face on Sun Fu's chest became more and more distorted, his eyes showed a fierce light, but his actions were cowering. Not only did he not dare to approach, but he retreated again and again until his back was against the wall, and he was forced to the corner by the ghost cry.

"Do you want to live?" Ghost Cry asked suddenly.

"I want to live. Sun Fu said tremblingly.

"Come on, then, let's fight together. ”

"What?"

Sun Fu was slightly stunned, and the ghost cried and acted again.

He suddenly kicked his right foot, jumped backwards, turned around and dragged his knife towards the martial arts family.

The blade rubbed against the ground, and in the sound of "snort", he was dragged by the ghost cry all the way with sparks and lightning.

The people who saw the lively martial arts were slightly stunned, and then they were furious, and they shouted loudly and cried away to meet the ghosts. The people of the Wen family who were blocking the gate hurriedly bent their bows and arrows, ready to shoot. The heads hovering in the sky let out a whistling sound, dragging the long vertebrae and swooping downward.

Whether it was the headless people of the Wen family, or the heads that swooped down in the sky, they were all one step slower, and Ghost Cry took the lead in handing over the martial arts family.

I saw him leap to his feet, holding the knife in both hands high above his head, and the tip of the knife pointed at the ground at an angle.

Then, a knife was like a thunderbolt, directly splitting the headless body in front of him. The blood shone into the sky, and the flesh and bones were split in half and fell to the sides.

And the ghost cried, smashed through the blood mist in front of him, with a cruel smile on his face, and crashed into the martial arts family.

After the samurai family removed their heads, their bodies swelled rapidly. Compared to the people of the Wen family, who have not changed much after removing their heads, they look much stronger.

However, these people of the Wen family who had their heads removed carried weapons with them, while the people of the martial arts family did not.

In the face of Devil Cry's sharp blade, they didn't have anything to block. Under the ghost crying knife after knife, the blood soared, and the limbs flew sideways, as if they had been cut wheat, and they fell down one stubble after another.

The old man's eyes widened with rage, and he let out an earth-shattering roar.

The heavenly head finally arrived, opened its bloody mouths and cried towards the ghost.

The bows and arrows in the hands of the headless bodies of the Wen family have been opened, but looking at the ghost crying that has been twisted with the martial arts people, they can't find a chance to make a move, but fortunately, some of the headless bodies of the Wen family rushed over with knives, but for a while, they couldn't catch up with the ghost crying who was slashing wildly.

Seeing the sudden change, Sun Fu also reacted, he roared loudly and rushed towards the headless bodies of the Wen family.

The headless bodies of the Wen family turned their arrows and shot at Sun Fu one after another. Unlike Ghost Cry, Sun Fu's fast sword was just good at dealing with the situation in front of him.

Accompanied by the whistling wind, the hideous spine sword was turned into an afterimage by Sun Fu. With a clanging sound, the arrows shot out like a torrential rain were swept away by the long sword swung like a raging wind.

The arrows hit the reef like a huge wave, shattering their bones and turning into splinters, and being bounced aside. However, there are also fish that slip through the net.

Sun Fu let out a muffled snort, and was hit by five arrows in his body. But these five arrows, without exception, were blocked by thick muscles, stuck on them and could not go deeper.

With a roar of rage, Sun Fu rushed over. The rainstorm-like sword shadow splashed out, and in an instant, the headless bodies of the three Wen family members at the head were shattered in the rainstorm-like sword shadow.