Yang Xing smashed out with a knife and swayed Zhao Xu's fish sausage sword.

Zhao Xu moved to the move of "Spirit Sword", a bunch of swords, and shot at Yang Xing like lightning.

"bite!......"

The sword was hit on Yang Xing's Shura sword, and a ray of green smoke emerged.

Yang Xing was even more shocked by this wave of sword gas.

Yang Xing's face changed greatly.

I secretly discussed: "It seems that there is no trick, I can't win Zhao Xu at all."

Secretly pouring the internal force on the Shura knife in his hand.

Save the Shura sword in his hand, swing to Zhao Xu.

Shouting loudly: "Go to death!"

I saw the swords of Shura's knife soaring for more than three feet.
Chapter completed!