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In the sky, his movement became extremely fast, and his body turned into an afterimage.

When the bloody sword glow fell, his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

boom!

The blood-colored sword glow exploded.

The brutal tearing is wrapped in the power of darkness, and the space is torn apart.

The figure of Wang Xiaojian didn't stop.

He swept his gaze, almost at the moment when Duanmu Yeyu reappeared in the formation.

His body was like red lightning, once again killing Duanmu Yeyu in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, Dark Li Xin's powerful skills were brutally torn apart and cast out again.

brush!

boom!

The blood-colored sword glows criss-crossed, tearing apart the air and everything.

Duanmu Yeyu raised the sword in his hand.

With his peerless sword, he resisted the power of brutal tearing.

At the moment when the brutal and torn dark power invaded his body, his face changed slightly, and he once again used his powerful posture to avoid it.

The power of darkness that invaded his body made Duanmu Yeyu a little less calm.

His cultivation base is obviously higher than Wang Xiaojian's.

However, there is a very uncomfortable feeling.

Wang Xiaojian's sword light that tore everything apart made him unable to use his strength.

The figure of Duanmu Yeyu appeared in the distance of Wang Xiaojian again.

He didn't use the Hanxing Earth Spirit Sword Technique anymore, but frowned, and said to Wang Xiaojian: "Wang Xiaojian, what kind of sword technique are you using?!"

His Hanxingdiling swordsmanship is very powerful.

After cultivating to the state of perfection, he cut out the sword light, invincible and invincible.

However, Wang Xiaojian's blood-colored sword glow tore apart his Hanxing sword glow one after another.

Duanmu Yeyu had never encountered such a situation.

Wang Xiaojian put on the scorching blade, and after the power of darkness poured into his body, he became more bloodthirsty.

High in the sky, his fiery red hair danced with the wind.

Facing Duanmu Yeyu, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "This move is called brutal tearing!"

"Brutal tearing?!"

Duanmu Yeyu frowned, and asked again: "What level of swordsmanship is this, I have never heard of it."

Duanmu Yeyu is a master of swordsmanship.

All the swordsmanship in this Zhonglan domain is very dear to him.

But I just heard about the brutal tearing that Wang Xiaojian said.

Holding the Judgment Faith Sword in his hand, Wang Xiaojian said with a sneer, "You are short-sighted, it's normal if you haven't heard of it. You just need to know that you will die under this trick!"

After Wang Xiaojian finished speaking, he charged towards Duanmu Yeyu again.

Duanmu Yeyu's awe-inspiring, brutal and tearing peculiar attributes made him no longer fight Wang Xiaojian personally.

All the true energy of his four-star Martial Master was poured into the peerless sword in his hand.

Then, he moved in Wang Xiaojian's direction one after another, chopping out star-like sword glows one after another.

The brutal tearing sword has unique attributes and can tear apart the sword light.

However, in Duanmu Yeyu's view, no matter how unique the attribute of swordsmanship is, it also needs the support of powerful true energy.

At this time, Duanmu Yeyu cut out thirteen star-bright sword lights one after another with the Hanxing Earth Spirit Sword Technique, demanding that the sword king Xiaojian kill him.

But Wang Xiaojian smiled coldly.

He once again performed brutal tearing, tearing apart the starlight sword light in front of him.

At the same time, a unique force of darkness erupted from his body.

Fearless Charge!

Wang Xiaojian gave a cold drink, and used Dark Star's exclusive skill again.

His body drew a dark arc of light in the air, dodging all of Duanmu Yeyu's sword lights.

Immediately, with a bloodthirsty breath, he killed Duanmu Yeyu in front of him.

Immediately, under a pair of surprised eyes.

The bloody Judgment Faith Sword in his hand slashed down on Duanmu Yeyu's head!

"Duanmu Yeyu, die!"

boom!

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"Duanmu Yeyu, die!"

With the brutal tearing skill, with a bloody sword light, it slashed towards Duanmu Yeyu's neck!

This sword, with a deadly killing intent, was going to cut Duanmu Yeyu's neck in two sections with one sword.

However, there was a "buzz".

The sword in Duanmu Yeyu's hand shone with fiery light.

The breath of sword intent turned into a vortex, surrounding Wang Xiaojian's Judgment Faith Sword, distorting the surrounding space.

Wang Xiaojian's Judgment Faith Sword lingering with a bloody sword glow fell from the top of Duanmu Yeyu's head.