"hateful!"
Shang Fule gritted his teeth. With the powerful physique of a consummate martial artist in the refining realm, although he inhaled some mist, he could barely resist a coma for a few seconds.
"Stupid, do you think you can withstand the effects of the Ten Fragrant Soft Muscle God Thunder?! Even the inner Qi martial artist can do nothing, let alone you. But in order to avoid any excessive actions by you, you have to kill you That's fine."
Although Crazy Blade Mu Renzhong was also in the mist of Ten Fragrant Soft Muscles Sanshen Lei, he had taken the medicine in advance, so the surrounding mist had no effect on him.
Holding a big knife in his hand, he slashed at Shang Fule with a knife.
Shang Fule swung his sword, almost trying his best to resist.
Boom!
After only one collision, Shang Fule flew upside down, his mouth numb, and his long sword fell out, and his body was also shaken by more than ten meters at the same time.
He snorted, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood. Obviously, the knife hit him severely, and his internal organs were severely injured.
Coupled with the power of Ten Fragrant Soft Muscle Divine Thunder, he could no longer support it. With a bang, he passed out completely in an instant, lost consciousness, and could not wake up in a short time.
"Good guy, I almost fell."
Seeing Shang Fule finally fainted, Mad Sabre Mu Renzhong breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, a sword was hit in his abdomen, which had already severely injured his body and almost lost most of his combat effectiveness.
After all, this sword is not just as simple as piercing his abdomen. The important thing is that this guy uses the seven kills sword technique, and each sword contains a vicious and vicious power that is enough to kill people.
Once it hits a person's body, this feminine vigor can penetrate the internal organs and shake the enemy alive.
Fortunately, he is a martial artist in the refining state. The internal organs have been fully tempered, and the golden stones are digested by his stomach when entering the body, and the body has been greatly strengthened, which barely resists the power of this sword.
Otherwise, just the sword just now would be enough to kill him.
Mu Renzhong was also a bit grateful that he was more cautious, carrying a life-saving treasure given by the elders of the martial art-Ten Fragrant Soft Muscle God Thunder. Without this treasure, I am afraid he would have a cold today.
"Wait, who is it? Stand up for me now!"
At this moment, Mu Renzhong shouted. As a martial artist in the refining state, his six senses were extremely keen. At this moment, he actually heard abnormal noises around him.
Normally, the power of this ten-fragrant soft tendon god thunder is spreading over five li. If there is no antidote, no warrior can continue to move in such a mist.
Even holding your breath is of no use. The power of such a ten-flavored soft tendon god Thunder God Thunder can penetrate the skin and directly penetrate into the human nerves, and then paralyze.
Boom!
At this moment, the sound of a pile of rubble rolling down sounded, and a figure walked out of the fog, and this person was Gu Yuan, and appeared directly in front of Mu Renzhong.
Although the Ten Fragrant Soft Muscle God Thunder is very powerful, Gu Yuan's body is almost non-invasive. Any toxin that enters his body will be swallowed as food, and it will also be transformed into his own body energy.
Originally, Gu Yuan was in a state of dying just now, but at this moment, he swallowed a lot of mist, which actually made his health much better.
"It turns out that it was you demon, who just hit me and swallowed a lot of the mist of ten fragrant soft muscles of the gods of thunder. He was not dead yet? He was not even in a coma?" Mu Renzhong was surprised.
His assassin is even the disciple Shang Fule of the Demon Sect sect has been recruited, and he has no resistance, but this kid is completely okay, which is really unbelievable.
"Mad knife Mu Renzhong."
Gu Yuan's eyes showed a horrible light, staring at the other person: "Your method is indeed amazing, you can count the disciples of the Demon Sect to this level. Come on, fight me, if you can't kill me, Then I will kill you!"
To be honest, this is an unprecedented opportunity for him. Since his rebirth, he has never been so close to death as he is today.
After all, the opponent is a martial artist in the refining state, even if he is severely injured, he is still extremely powerful.
If possible, he wants to release the water and let the other party beat him to death, but this is obviously impossible, and the system will not allow such suicidal behavior.
So he must go all out, and then die by the opponent's knife. This is a perfect ending, and the system can't find faults.
"Kill me? What a madness!"
Hearing this, Mad Knife Mu Renzhong laughed, and laughed loudly: "Who do you think you are? It's just a martial artist in the leather refining realm, who dares to challenge me brazenly. Is it because I was seriously injured and wanted to take advantage of me? The danger?! To be honest, if you did not speak out and attacked in secret, you might still have a chance, but if you are facing a challenge like this, you are dead."
Whoosh!
As soon as the voice fell, Mu Renzhong, the crazy knife, shot instantly. He didn't care how this kid avoided the effects of the ten-flavored soft tendon thunder. He just knew that he was seriously injured now. If this kid is not hacked to death as soon as possible, then he will be dead. Now, there is not so much time wasted here, and this threat must be eradicated.
Free wind knife method!
In an instant, Mu Renzhong smashed it, almost reaching the highest level of sword skill in his life, blending the spirit and spirit into one, turning into a madman with a single knife, and countless swords and strengths merged into one, and then burst out in vain.
The power of this sword is enough to smash all the martial artists of the same rank and divide it into two halves. This is also the strongest sword he has left.
"Um?!"
At this moment, Gu Yuan found that the whole world had calmed down, and he was in a state of serious injury, as if his thinking speed had increased thousands of times.
This kind of thinking speed, in his eyes, seemed to be a thousand times slower than time, and any life was extremely slow in front of him, as if it were still.
Originally, the crazy knife Mu Renzhong's knife should be extremely fast, like a hurricane, killing intent boiling, but in the eyes of Gu Yuan, it is as ridiculous as a three-year-old kid swinging a knife.
He perceives power, speed, angle, position, and all positions of all sword techniques, and even predicts them.
At this moment, he could even predict how Mu Renzhong would fight in the next ten seconds.
Whoosh!
In an instant, Gu Yuan picked up a three-foot long sword from the ground, his eyes turned white, like a mirror, seeming to reflect all Mu Renzhong's movements.
He has no joy or sorrow at the moment, and the four are empty, seeming to abandon all feelings, like a robot, only the absolute reason is left, and it is difficult for any external factors to interfere.